Chapter 30 Ice Palace Statue

"Yue'er..." Speaking of the girl, Hua Che suddenly felt an incomparable pain in his chest, and the corners of his lips overflowed with red silk threads. I don't know if it was blood or wine?

"Master, what's wrong with you?" Anxiety flashed in his eyes, and he quickly wiped off the remnants on the corners of his lips with blue sleeves.

Slightly closed eyes slowly opened, and Hua Che looked at Yougu and said solemnly, "Bring Yueer here!"

He nodded and hurried out of the attic without asking much.

Huache suddenly grabbed her hand again and said, "Taste the servants to send a message and ask Chi Shaolang to find Yueer. You don't have to go!"

"Yes." After passing the order down, Youqi hurriedly turned around, held Hua Che's shoulder, and said worriedly, "Soldier, are you not feeling well?"

Hua Che gently closed his eyes and sat quietly on the jade chair, as if listening to something. In the pavilion, there was always a light wind blowing the water, and the water rippled a light and comfortable feeling, very quiet and quiet.

However, I always feel that something is missing.

A long time ago, he left a heart. He thought he would no longer feel heartache, but now...

Seeing that he was meditated and inconvenient to disturb him, he half squatted beside him and gently leaned his head on his knee.

Looking at his sad appearance, looking at his slightly pale and haggard handsome face, and looking at the tight depression between his eyebrows, Youji always thought, how good it would be if he could always be like this, only gentleness and no tyranny!

Then, she will always be willing to indulge in his deep eyes, without any bond of love and hate, live for him and die for him.

Unfortunate, fate has already been doomed...

"To return to the soldier, Lingyue, the owner of the small palace, is not in the palace."

For a long time, a man's voice suddenly broke a peace between them.

Hua Che suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the man in red who was half kneeling on the jade steps. His bright black pupils burst into a violent murderous spirit. The green silk flew, the wine cup broke in his hand, and the jade table was sharply interrupted and split into two halves.

"You said she, no, in the palace?" Hua Che asked word by word, and the cold voice made Youqi take a step back in fear.

"Yes, my subordinates have searched the whole palace, but I have not seen the trace of the owner of Lingyue's small palace. I have derelictioned my duty. I deserve to die. Please ask the soldier to be punished!" Chi Shaolang was also frightened. He leaned over and clasped his head, and didn't even dare to move.

"If you haven't found anyone, how dare you come back to recover your life? What else do I need you to do?" Hua Che suddenly stood up, and his cold tone was like an ice front cutting through a thousand years of ice, which was chilling.

Chi Shaolang's face turned pale, and naturally he had already made clear the meaning of Hua Che's words.

The snow-colored robe slid down the jade steps and walked forward quickly. Behind him, Chi Shaolang had held the dagger in his hand. In his rapid footsteps, he suddenly stabbed the sword into his chest, splashed blood on the ground, and spread quickly.

Shocked, he picked up Chi Shaolang's half-paralyzed body and asked, "Red Shaolang, why did you do this?"

"Since the division no longer needs me, I should be a dead man."

"But he didn't want you to die."

"It doesn't matter whether you say this sentence or not." Chi Shaolang's face was stained with blood. When he looked at the ghost, his eyes showed a sad smile. "Master of the palace, you should know him very well. Maybe only for you, he will tolerate him again and again, and we... just... are... tools that can still be used."

He was stunned and smiled: "No, I won't be much different from you."

The teenager in red died in her arms, and she could only shake her head and smile bitterly. At the first moment, she was still intoxicated in his tenderness, but how could she forget that any sentence or expression of his smile was probably the most dangerous killing weapon.

Accompanying you like a tiger, she seems to have seen her future.

Finally, he looked worriedly at Lianxi and Feicheng, who were still fighting with the officers and soldiers. With a point of his feet, he jumped down the pavilion and chased after the white robe.

Ye well, when he leaves here, Feicheng and Lianxi will be safer.

Another siege failed. There were some ragged officers and soldiers lying on the ground. Some had swollen eyes, some crooked noses, and some even turned their mouths into sausages. The seven orifices were still bleeding lightly. Some even suddenly found that the trousers of their lower bodies exploded inexplicably and turned into silk strips. The rags can't cover it.

I want to cry without tears, and there is a cry.

This is the style of Shufeicheng to beat people. It is inevitable to give the enemy some pain, and then make them lose all their clothes and lose their face.

Bai Shaolang saw that a group of his subordinates he trained were so embarrassed and ugly, and his face turned red with anger. Feicheng unconsciously pointed to the officers and soldiers lying on the ground and laughed loudly, "Let's see how you get up and fight with me. Come on, come on, get up!"

Some officers and soldiers really got up, but the next moment they found that their trousers had fallen to the ground. Feicheng pretended to be surprised and laughed. Immediately, there came the curse of Prince Lianxi: "Shu Feicheng, you bastard!"

Flying City turned around: "What's wrong with me?"

"You mean to embarrass me, don't you?"

"What and what, I don't understand what you're talking about. Hey, are you leaving? No, I'll go first."

"Bad boy, you know that my leg is injured and I can't walk. Why don't you come and carry me!"

"Dead woman, you want to take advantage of me again."

"Good boy, I saw you clearly today. Get out of here and don't let me see you again!"

When Feicheng saw that Lian Xi really collapsed, he rushed to her side and said with a smile, "Why, I'm really angry!" Are you kidding? Come on, I'll carry you!" After saying that, he immediately bent down and waited for Lian Xi to lie on his back. But at this time, Bai Shaolang stood in front of him with a machete and said coldly, "Do you think you can escape if you knock down some third-rate officers and soldiers? If you want to go, you have to pass me!"

"Hey, little white face, don't always get along with us, okay? I've said that we are not traitors, and we didn't steal any treasures from you. I'm just curious and come to the palace to play. Don't be so serious, okay?"

"Do you think anyone can enter the palace?"

"Then who should enter and who should not?"

"No one in the palace can enter, and those who enter will be punished in the name of assassins and thieves!"

"Little white face, you are too brainy. I'm not in the mood to talk to you anymore. If I say anti-thieves, just be anti-thieves!"

"What did you say?"

"What, why do you people always speak clearly? There's something wrong with your brain!"

Bai Shaolang's eyes stared and roared, "What did you call me just now?"

"Little white face..." As soon as he blurted out, he stopped. Feicheng picked up his son Lianxi on his back and instantly soared into the sky. A laughter echoed from afar, "Little white face, let's see you later!"

Bai Shaolang was furious, and the machete in his hand was slanted, and the strong light was shining with the fierce light in his eyes.

"I, Bai Shaolang, vowed to catch you in my life. Only by pulling out your skin and pulling your muscles can I relieve my hatred!"

He gritted his teeth and swallowed it into his stomach. Bai Shaolang floated like a cloud in a white shirt, soaring like a crane in the sky, and chased him in the direction of the disappearance of the two people in Feicheng.

After Feicheng and Lianxi left, Lingyue walked in the fragrant forest of bell fruit for nearly an hour. The sound of each fruit was like the howling and moaning of relatives when they died, the blood-like red fruit, and the beautiful sound of wind chimes.

Lingyue is used to talking about these fruits when she is alone, or touching them and listening to their singing. This is a fruit forest that can only be owned by the Ling family. It is said that they only recognize the blood of the Ling family, have a strong spirituality, and can convey the words of their relatives.

"Do you think your father and mother can hear Yueer talking?"

"Ye'er really misses them!"

"If they are in the spirit of heaven, can you entrust your dream to Yueer, let Yueer see their appearance, and let Yueer know who killed them?"

The breeze blew, and the bell fruit began to sing again, sending a cold wind, which was piercing and fragrant.

The forest is full of fog, curling like smoke and waves, and there is a palace built of thousands of years of ice.

Lingyue walked into the temple and looked at the statue of the moon god in the high shrine of the hall.

is also a statue of a goddess carved by ice. The light veil and white clothes are better than snow, and the wind blows up and is transparent.

The statue of the goddess is gorgeous and holy, sacred and inviolable. Her face is beautiful and soft, and she can be close and cannot be desecrated. The light of her whole body seems to cover the earth and protect all creatures. No wonder she will be worshipped by the people of the musk moon for generations and are respected as the guardian god.

Lingyue put her hands together and knelt down to the statue of the moon god: "The great moon god who guarded my musk moon country for generations, Lingyue, the 301 heir of the Ling family, came to thank you for your gratitude."

"Thank you for the protection of the goddess of the moon, so that the country has been safe for thousands of years, and the people have been protected from hunger, natural disasters and war."

After worshipping for a long time, Lingyue looked up: "However, is it a curse or a blessing for the Ling family to pass on to Lingyue's generation? What should Yue do?"

"Everyone said that Lingyue, the owner of the small palace, is just a puppet controlled by the military division Hua Che. Our Ling clan is in his hands, and the disaster will be inevitable. Is this the will of your moon goddess?"

"Huache's teacher has the kindness of teaching and training Yue. Yue doesn't want to be an enemy, but Yue doesn't want to see her relatives die one after another. Please ask the goddess Yue to give instructions, what should Yue do?

is a murmur, but it is also a prayer to God. Lingyue looked at the moon god's face in the shrine, as if waiting for her response. I don't know where a cold wind blew, and unexpectedly swept away the gauze on the top of the moon god's head. At this time, a miracle happened. The moon god's closed eyes suddenly opened, and his eyes shone like the light of the moon shining on Lingyue, and also shone on the earth.

"The goddess of the moon--" Lingyue exclaimed and stood up.

"If you don't want to be the enemy, then try to stay with him and affect him with sincerity. If you don't want your relatives to die, you have to use your own strength to contain him and borrow his wisdom and his power to protect your relatives."

A heavenly song like the echo of an empty valley sounded in the ice palace. Lingyue was very happy and muttered, "Use your heart to affect him, contain him with strength, and use his strength and wisdom to protect his relatives?"

"Yes, can you understand? Hua Che is not an unforgiving person. He just needs an opponent who can compete with him, or a person who can really touch his heart.

Lingyue carefully speculed the meaning of the words, looked up for a long time and smiled: "Yue will remember the words of the Moon God. Yue thank you very much for the instructions of the Moon God."

After the wind, the statue of the moon god returned to tranquility, as if nothing had happened just now, and everything was silent. Lingyue thought that this was a dream of the moon god, and her heart was a little sudden. She carefully picked up a confidence and walked out of the Ice Palace Temple.

And the curtain under the ice palace shrine flew open, and a girl in white quietly floated out.