
Xia Pumo went there with Murong Zhe as instructed by Ronghua. Although he was still afraid, there was still a man with him. Murong Zhe saw his fear and held him. “Don’t be afraid. I’m here. Besides, I’m afraid that that man dares not to fight here,” he said.
Murong Zhe didn’t finish speaking when he heard a loud explosion coming from the room on the hill, and the strong wind nearly blew them away.
The wind slapped Murong Zhe’s face.
Before they could get down, they saw something dark coming. After seeing it clearly, they hurried to hide and almost got hit by the pot thrown out there. What a close call!
Then, they saw a black child coming out of it as soon as they looked back. He must have been choked by smoke and was coughing all the time. Then a tall man came out of the room. Xia Pumo scanned him carefully, but he looked terrible, too.
It was impolite to laugh out loud, but both of them were kind of funny.
Flying in the air, Xia Pumo laughed to himself, but Murong Zhe guffawed loudly without scruple.
“Haha! Laugh my ass off. Are you cooking? I’m afraid you’ve blown up this kitchen!”
Please forgave them for their unkind laughing.
Shigong looked up and saw that it was them. His dark face was even darker, but Mengta sobbed and ran away.
“Boohoo...”
Xia Pumo was at a loss. Did he do something wrong? It must be that they laughed too loud that it hurt the child.
But the little kid who ran away didn’t think so at all. It wasn’t because his father bullied him, but someone saw him after he was bullied. It would be embarrassing if his mother saw it, and he was afraid he would be scolded for being a good-for-nothing!
After Mengta had gone, Shigong calmed down a little. He cleansed himself of the dust and then restored himself to the appearance of a gentleman. “What do you wanna tell me? Fire away. I don’t have much time,” he said.
Xia Pumo remembered that he came for something. He motioned Murong Zhe to go down. After looking at Shigong, he coughed his throat, “Well, it’s pretty hard to fulfill your wish, you know, that you want to live next to Her Highness Qingyi, because...”
“Because of what? It’s because Qingyi doesn’t want me to live next to her room, right?” he said.
He had poured out what Xia Pumo wanted to say so Xia Pumo couldn’t continue.
He hid his face and laughed at himself. How could she forgive himself so quickly?
“So, where are you going to arrange accommodation for me?”
Xia Pumo winced for a moment and looked at Murong Zhe. Murong Zhe nodded and signaled him to speak, so he had to look at Shigong’s bloodthirsty eyes again and said, “Ronghua said that you live next to her room.”
In the end, even Xia Pumo could not speak out. But to make a long story short, he blurted out in one breath, “The room is ready for you. It is beside Ronghua’s that you can go and see it if you have time.”
When they were about to turn around, Shigong had already appeared in front of them, which was so fast that even Murong Zhe hadn’t noticed it. When he saw Shigong approaching, he subconsciously hugged Xia Pumo and backed away.
Shigong said when he was stepping forward, “Where is Ronghua?”
He was in anger, so Xia Pumo was afraid to tell him. “Ronghua, she...”
“Don’t try to challenge my patience.” He clenched his fist, and the black mist in his hands reached its zenith. “Repeat it. I didn’t hear you.”
Murong Zhe held him back step by step and said, “Your Highness, this is not what we said, but what Ronghua said.”
Shigong asked, “Ronghua said it?”
Xia Pumo answered, “Yes!”
Shigong reconsidered his words and thought they might be true because no one dared to command him except Ronghua.
“Fine!”
He agreed with him, but the expression on his face was the opposite.
Xia Pumo took Murong Zhe’s hand and stepped back step by step, fearing that he would suddenly come over. “Then, if you have anything else to say or are dissatisfied with, you can go to Ronghua. After all, we can’t make the decision.”
Seeing that he didn’t mean to come over, they left.
As soon as they left, Shigong sat down with a depressed look, and the disappointment and helplessness in his eyes could not be concealed.
After he left there, Xia Pumo still had a lingering fear. “Zhe, who do you think that person is? And why is he so powerful but has to stay here? Logically speaking, it shouldn’t be easy for Ronghua to spare him.”
Murong Zhe shook his head helplessly and said, “These things are not what we should think about. After all...” He pointed to the head, “Ronghua’s brain is different from ours.”
Xia Pumo wondered, “Is it really good for you to say so?”
“Is it time for us to go to Ronghua for the wedding dress?”
Murong Zhe looked at Xia Pumo with some mysterious amusement and said, “Mo, why are you more impatient than me?”
Since Ronghua had said she would give it to them, she would never break her promise.
“I just want to see what that dress looks like.”
Frankly, he was also looking forward to this dress. After all, it was the wedding dress of the Race of Gods. It should be gorgeous!
Murong Zhe hugged him and said, “Since Ronghua has promised to give us the wedding dress, she will give us the best.”
That was right. At that time, Murong Zhe ignored his persuasion and insisted on looking for Ronghua for the clothes. He said that Ronghua was senior to him and should make clothes for him, so he went to her.
He also made up a lot of reasons why he didn’t want to go. But to their surprise, Ronghua gave their wedding dress unreservedly.
After Murong Zhe left, Ronghua took it out. But he secretly went back to have a look. It was gorgeous.
It wasn’t easy to express the beauty of that dress in words.
Ronghua stood in the back hill where none of the disciples of the imperial clan of Zither had been to.
Ronghua walked step by step, cracking the ice on the ground. It was cold and bleak in the back hills, for she had never seen anything so terrible, and probably no one dared come in.
Even the ground smelt rotten. It should not have been there before. Otherwise, it would have been sealed up long ago by the people of the imperial clan of Zither.
It was still day, but it was dark inside. The ground seemed to be soaked with dark and cold blood from the rotten corpses, the blood snaking across the sky and earth, which could be smelt now and then. She couldn’t tell if it smelt good, but it didn’t smell rotten, either. The cliff trees were hanging upside down, standing alone over Ronghua’s head, but they were arranged in an orderly way over the sky and were as terrible as dead people, guarding here.
It was covered with dark clouds, and the light was dim like the tears of a woman’s eyes. Ronghua snapped her fingers, and then fire came out.
Only with this could Ronghua see the situation here. There were tall buildings around. Judging from the shape of the building edges and corners, she thought they should be the buildings of the ancient times of Yuan-Gu. It seemed that they were moved here.
If Ronghua didn’t know this kind of architecture, she might not see those things. The darkness blurred them, and they looked like bloody faces from a distance. Under the patter of rain in the night, everything was damp. The skins of trees and soil began to fester, and the trees on the ground had grown together with the houses inseparably.
There was thunder and lightning immediately, depicting one’s own destiny, which made the whole night quickly disintegrate. The scenery was pale and dark in an instant; the ghost crying had no way to escape; the soul was naked and rigid. The horizon was thin and crumbling; the fuzzy white light spot overlapped the massive black shadow, tearing up the night despairingly.
However, it changed immediately after a short while. Ronghua didn’t even have time to adapt to it. But in a moment, there was a long cold stick flying over. When Ronghua looked at it, she let it stop. However, Ronghua felt a little challenging, so she had to hide to the side and rarely escaped the long stick passing by.
The wind howled.
It was the first time she had difficulty when fighting with others.
Then, the decayed trees’ roots broke, and the withered branches stretched out to the sky as if there was a silent complaint.
Was there something under the trees? Ronghua threw a ball of fire over. Under the light of the fire, she saw the corpses hung under the trees.
The sky began to drizzle, but Ronghua did not care too much. The wind was heavily blowing the bodies, and, in wet clothes, they were swaying slightly. The loops tightened the necks of them; the muscles of the face contracted downward; the tongue in the throat stretched out its mouth desperately; their eyes were wide open, staring at the ground or somewhere deeper.
Why were there dead bodies hung here after so long?
Ronghua had a closer look. One body’s head was covered with long black and damp hair. This should be a woman, and she was wearing the uniform of the imperial clan of Zither.
“It’s a coincidence that someone here belongs to the imperial clan of Zither.”
Ronghua reached out and went straight through the corpse. It was a virtual shadow indeed! She smiled triumphantly and said, “What do you want to show me, Baize?”
It kept raining. Ronghua reached for the rain and found it sticky.
“Haha, blood rain!”
Ronghua walked over and said, “Baize, the void shattered; time dissipated; patches of light and rain appeared; endless chaos collapsed; a vague shadow stood at the end of the sky and the earth. You are pushing the sun, moon, and stars, and driving the chaos of the sky, walking through the long river of time, from far to near, with boundless horror! The dragon walks in the tiger’s step, steps in the long river of history, pushes the heaven and stars with both hands, and travels through the ten thousand realms!”
“It is a pity that you have missed a step. The God of Thunder has arrived, and time and space tremble. It seems as if the whole world could not contain his real body. There are many cracks in the void, and you lose your heart in this crack. No one knows you are here. What a pity!”


