Chapter 4527 Lost

After a period of suffocating silence, the spirit entrusted to Meng Hanwei seemed to have finally broken some kind of imprisonment, and slowly spoke. The voice came out of Meng Hanwei's mouth, but it carried a kind of decay and vicissitudes. The charm seems to come from the depths of distant years.

"Oh? I never thought you could see through my origins."

Meng Hanwei's lips trembled slightly, but the sound she made was not like her usual timbre, but a low tone full of surprise and doubt, which echoed in this silent space and seemed particularly strange.

Chu Yang raised his eyelids slightly, his movements gentle and casual, as if everything happening in front of him was under his control. His eyes were as light as water, and he looked at Meng Hanwei calmly. His eyes were like a deep cold pool, bottomless, making it difficult to grasp the emotions in it.

His tone was equally flat, but with an undoubted certainty: "If you don't feel the strong death intention in the soul, you will really be confused. But your Excellency is really bold, so You dare to travel thousands of miles to land on this person. Are you really not afraid of both your life and hers staying here together? "

His words floated slowly in the air, but they hit everyone's hearts like a heavy hammer, making the already tense atmosphere even more tense.

Meng Hanwei stared straight at Chu Yang, the surprise in her eyes unabashedly revealed, as if she couldn't understand why Chu Yang could understand her secret so easily.

After a moment, she spoke coldly, with a hint of disdain and anger in her voice: "As long as you

. "

These two short words squeezed out from between her teeth seemed to be a provocation to Chu Yang, and also seemed to be a blind confidence in her own strength.

Chu Yang's expression was still as calm as a mountain, without any fluctuations. His eyes were calm and deep as he stared back at Meng Hanwei. Under that calm gaze, there seemed to be a raging undercurrent that could burst out at any time and drag everything into an endless abyss.

"If you don't believe it, you might as well give it a try. But I advise you to think carefully. If you think you have traveled thousands of miles to land on this woman, I will have no way to keep you."

His voice was not high, but his words were clear. Each word was like a nail, hammering into Meng Hanwei's heart, making her feel an unprecedented pressure.

As soon as Chu Yang finished speaking, Xue Qingluan also took a step forward in tacit cooperation. Her posture was tall and strong, and she held tightly the spear that exuded cold light in her hand. The tip of the spear drooped slightly, but it made people feel a kind of power that was ready to go. Her eyes were firm and decisive, staring closely at Meng Hanwei. Her attitude could not have been more obvious. She and Chu Yang stood side by side, facing the enemy in front of them together, and no matter what happened, they would not take a step back.

At this time, Xuan Ming and others, who had been surrendered and suppressed, stood aside. Their expressions were complex and changeable, with surprise, fear, regret and other emotions intertwined in their eyes. They watched this scene quietly, feeling as if they had knocked over a five-flavor bottle, not the taste. They did not expect that even if Meng Hanwei used her trump card, she would still be unable to do anything to the Chu Yang people in front of them. This makes

They couldn't help but begin to wonder whether their initial approach was too hasty and whether they had misjudged the situation from the beginning, leading to the current dilemma.

Between heaven and earth, the originally slow flowing breath seemed to become more solemn and suppressed at this moment, as if shrouded in an invisible haze.

Chu Yang waited quietly, waiting for Meng Hanwei's soul to make the final decision. He knew in his heart that no matter what choice this soul made and what the consequences would be, it could no longer change Meng Hanwei's final outcome.

In his eyes, Meng Hanwei has embarked on a path of no return from the beginning. Her fate has long been doomed, but this last struggle may make this battle more complicated and confusing.

After a long silence, Meng Hanwei finally made a move. Her body trembled slightly, and a decaying sound like an old man came out of her mouth. The sound seemed like a curse coming from the Nine Nether Hell: "I advise you not to take her life, otherwise you will regret it..."

Her speech was slow and heavy, and every word seemed to be filled with great power, trying to exert invisible pressure on Chu Yang.

"She has an important origin, and she is related to the arrangements of a certain being. If you act rashly, you will only anger that being, and the price of angering him is that you will be remembered by his real name no matter where you are. At that time, your luck will plummet and your cultivation will be stagnant. If you don't believe it, you can give it a try." Her words were full of threats and intimidation, as if she was telling an irresistible curse of fate. , which makes people shudder.

Chu Yang's gaze

Still indifferent, his expression was more like a smile than a smile, as if he was listening to a ridiculous joke. Just when the soul in Meng Hanwei's body thought that Chu Yang would listen to his words and spare Meng Hanwei his immortality, a scene that he did not expect suddenly happened.

I saw Xue Qingluan take a step forward, and her body seemed to turn into a sharp sword with roaring sword intent in an instant. The sharp sword energy spread instantly, causing the surrounding air to vibrate.

Immediately, a cold light flashed, and the lightning-like sword light cut through the space and pierced Meng Hanwei's chest.

All of this happened so suddenly that there was not much time for the soul in Meng Hanwei's body to think about it. The only thing he could feel was the roaring vitality passing through Meng Hanwei's body, like a flood that broke a bank. Never return.

Chu Yang's eyes drooped slightly, without any reaction on his face, as if all this was expected by him. Meng Hanwei stared at Xue Qingluan, his eyes full of murderous intent, as if he wanted to eat Xue Qingluan alive.

"Your Excellency said such high-sounding words, isn't it just to ask us to spare this person's life? This person has provoked us, and you just want us to spare her life based on empty words. It is too much. What a deal.”

Meng Hanwei's voice was low and repressed, and every word was filled with deep anger and unwillingness, echoing in this silent space, making people's hair stand on end.

"So this is the reason why you chose to take action. Aren't you afraid that what I just said will happen to you?"

Meng Hanwei's voice contained a hint of final struggle and questioning. She tried to use

The so-called mysterious threat came to frighten Xue Qingluan, thus saving his defeat.

Xue Qingluan's eyes were burning with fighting spirit, and her eyes seemed to say that she was not afraid of any threats at all. However, at this moment, Chu Yang suddenly made a voice and said: "Of course I'm not afraid, because she is a person who practices the art of war. Do you think she has suffered all kinds of hardships since she was a child, and she still cares about her own luck?" ?”

Chu Yang's words were concise and clear, yet to the point, leaving Meng Hanwei speechless for a moment. In his opinion, since Xue Qingluan has chosen this path of cultivation that is full of thorns and ups and downs, he has already disregarded life and death, so how could he be intimidated by this illusory theory of luck?

"Okay, very good. You two actually have such courage. I hope you can be prepared to be entangled by him. I want to see if you will regret what you have done today after being tortured by him. choice.”

Meng Hanwei's voice was full of resentment and curses. She seemed to have seen the tragic fate of Chu Yang and Xue Qingluan in the future, and the scene made her feel a twisted sense of pleasure.

"Ashes will return to dust. Since you have turned into a dead thing now, you should not stay in the human world for a long time."

Chu Yang suddenly waved his sleeves gently. The movement was elegant and casual, but it carried an invisible power. A wisp of breeze came into being as he waved his sleeves. The breeze gently covered Meng Hanwei's body, like a soft veil, gradually isolating her from the world.

When the breeze slowly dissipated, Meng Hanwei's pupils had been closed tightly, and her face no longer had that disturbing look.

The disgusting aura of the dead, and the soul residing in her body had disappeared without a trace at this moment, as if it had never appeared in this world.

"Aren't you afraid that what the other party said will happen?"

Xue Qingluan frowned slightly and looked at Chu Yang. Her face was cold as usual, but there was a trace of doubt and curiosity in her eyes. She seemed to be asking why Chu Yang made this decision so decisively. Was he really not worried at all? The revenge of that mysterious being?

Chu Yang shook his head gently, with a faint smile on his face. There was a sense of freedom and fearlessness in that smile: "Now that you have done some things, it is too late to regret it later. Besides, do you think I Are you afraid?"

He looked directly into Xue Qingluan's pristine eyes, as if he saw his own reflection in her eyes, a figure that was equally firm and brave. He suddenly laughed and realized that he had asked a topic that he shouldn't have asked. If Xue Qingluan was afraid, she would naturally not take action, let alone choose to practice this path full of difficulties and obstacles.

In their world, fear is never an option. Only by moving forward bravely can one carve out a world of his own on this cruel path of spiritual practice.

"That's true, but it's a pity." Xue Qingluan frowned slightly, seeming to be thinking about something.

"What's a pity?" Chu Yang asked curiously. He didn't understand what Xue Qingluan meant by pity.

"I originally wanted to get some information from the other party, but in the end she was killed by you all at once. Don't you think this is a pity?"

There was a hint of regret in Xue Qingluan's voice. She had originally

They thought they could get some information about the mysterious existence from Meng Hanwei's mouth, so as to prepare for their next actions, but now this opportunity disappeared without a trace with Meng Hanwei's death.

Xue Qingluan was silent. There was no expression change on her face. She just tilted her head slightly and looked away, as if to hide the loss in her heart.