Chapter 13122 You are unreasonable, so I don't need to talk

"Well, I wanted to treat you with courtesy, but you are so unreasonable." Ling Xiao said indifferently, with a bit of helplessness and sarcasm in his tone, "Since you are unwilling to convince me with reason, then I don't need to care about etiquette anymore."

At this moment, the aura around Ling Xiao began to change, and an invisible force surged in his body, as if it would erupt at any time.

He was no longer the traveler who tried to solve the problem peacefully, but a warrior ready for battle. His eyes became sharp and firm, as if he was ready to face any challenge.

The next moment, Ling Xiao's body was surrounded by bright light, and an ancient and powerful aura burst out from his body and rushed straight into the sky.

As this power surged, the sky above his head seemed to be torn apart, and a huge dragon with scales glowing with faint light suddenly appeared. It was the legendary Hou Tu Dragon, and also the most powerful dragon soul that Ling Xiao currently possessed.

The Hou Tu dragon circled freely in the void, its body entangled with lightning and storms, and every breath seemed to stir up the wind and clouds of heaven and earth.

It suddenly opened its huge mouth and let out an earth-shaking roar. The roar contained endless majesty and rage, as if even the mountains and rivers were shaking.

Immediately afterwards, an extremely terrifying energy gushed out from his mouth and shot towards the mountains like a torrent. Wherever it passed, the air seemed to be torn apart, leaving behind a series of shocking cracks.

"boom!"

A loud bang shook the sky, and the entire ground began to shake violently as if it was suddenly slapped by an invisible giant hand.

Immediately afterwards, cracks spread across the ground like a spider web, quickly extending to the distant mountains. Wherever they went, rocks collapsed, dust flew, and the entire place was in a mess.

However, just as this destructive force was about to ravage the entire Huangquan Bulao Mountain, a figure suddenly appeared in mid-air, holding an ancient and majestic dragon-headed cane, and with a light wave, he accurately poked the raging energy torrent.

"boom!"

There was another loud noise, but this time, it was the sound of the terrifying energy being dissolved in an instant. The ground shook slightly again, but then returned to calm, as if everything just now was just an illusion.

The force released by the Houtu dragon, which was enough to shake the mountains, was easily dissolved into nothingness by the visitor at this moment.

The man slowly landed on the ground, leaning on a dragon-headed cane, his eyes sharp as torches, staring at Ling Xiao coldly.

His face was full of anger and confusion, as if he was extremely dissatisfied and angry at Ling Xiao's sudden attack.

"Ling Xiao, my Huangquan Bulao Mountain has nothing to do with you, why on earth are you doing such a crazy thing?" His voice was low and powerful, and every word was like a heavy hammer hitting Ling Xiao's heart.

Ling Xiao's eyes flashed with a subtle hint of sarcasm, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and his tone was somewhat provocative and questioning:
"Does this mean you are willing to have a good talk with me? Where did your arrogance go? I thought that the people of Huangquan Bulao Mountain had no other way of communicating except to tell someone to 'get out'."

The other party's face darkened slightly, and he obviously didn't buy Ling Xiao's sarcasm. He stared at Ling Xiao, his eyes full of vigilance and confusion, and asked in a low and powerful voice: "What exactly do you want to achieve here?"

Ling Xiao's eyes instantly became cold and firm, and he said bluntly without any hesitation: "Where is Xiao Lianzhu? Hand her over." Every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, revealing the urgency and determination in his heart.

"Hmph, what do you think our Huangquan Bulao Mountain is? A place where you can do whatever you want and take people away at will?" The old man snorted coldly, his tone full of disdain and vigilance.

But then, he changed the subject, and was obviously touched by Ling Xiao's persistence, and couldn't help asking: "What is the relationship between you and Xiao Lianzhu? What made you go to such great lengths and even break into my mountain gate?"

Ling Xiao's eyes softened slightly when he heard this, but he still maintained that firmness that could not be ignored.

He spoke slowly, with a hint of warmth and nostalgia in his voice:
"Zhu'er, she is my childhood sweetheart. We grew up together and experienced countless laughter and tears. More importantly, she has long been my fiancée and an indispensable part of my life. No matter where I am, I will find her and ensure her safety."

Having said that, Ling Xiao's eyes became cold again. He looked directly at the old man, as if telling him with his eyes that his determination and belief in this trip could not be shaken by any force.

"I see." The old man leaning on the dragon-headed cane shook his head slightly, a faint sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, but there was a bit of sarcasm and coldness hidden in that smile.

"However, things are unpredictable, and you came a step too late. Xiao Lianzhu's master had evil thoughts and tried to overthrow the peace of Huangquan Bulao Mountain. He eventually angered the mountain master and ended up with his head and body separated.

And Xiao Lianzhu, the woman who should have had a bright future, unfortunately died in that sudden battle, fell in a pool of blood, and never woke up again."

The old man's words were like ice piercing his bones, and every word hit Ling Xiao's heart hard. He was stunned, and time seemed to freeze at this moment, and everything around him became blurry and distant.

Dead...The woman who had spent countless days and nights with him and carried all his tenderness and dreams, had left this world forever.

Ling Xiao's silence contained endless grief and anger. He clenched his fists, his nails digging deeply into his palms, but he felt no pain at all.

A terrible murderous intent surged in his body like an undercurrent, gradually gathering into an unstoppable torrent that seemed to swallow him whole.

Seeing this, the old man smiled coldly and took out a piece of memory metal that was shining with strange light from his sleeve. The surface of the metal was covered with complex patterns, as if it contained endless information and images.

"If you still have doubts and don't want to believe this cruel reality, I can let you witness the moment she leaves with your own eyes."

As the old man finished speaking, the memory metal suddenly burst into a dazzling light, and a curtain of light appeared out of thin air, slowly unfolding in front of Ling Xiao. In the picture, there was a chaotic and fierce battle, with swords clashing and light and shadow interweaving.

Xiao Lianzhu's figure was looming in the crowd. She fought hard, but was ultimately no match for the enemies that were coming like a tide.

Finally, after a violent impact, she fell down, blood stained her clothes, and her eyes that were once full of life slowly closed and never opened again.

This scene, like a sharp blade, pierced Ling Xiao's heart.

(End of this chapter)