No retreat

Author: Bai Xia

No retreat

"Now that you know everything, tell me, are you still willing to leave?"

Tao Yue'er was silent for a while.

She looked at the martial arts test rating form with a big cross in her hand, and how she had been looked down upon and despised by everyone step by step over the years, even Chen Qiubi's unblinking eyes, all the scenes flashed before her eyes.

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There was no way she could retreat.

"I'm going." Tao Yue'er said firmly.

"No matter how scary Jing Fei's grave is, it is only as scary as the way I was helpless when Chen Qiubi died. Although Qiubi is dead, there are still people around me who need my protection. Hua Ling, I don't want you to encounter such a person one day.

I am still powerless to do anything. I want to become stronger and become your pillar of support. For this goal, I am willing to do whatever it takes, no matter how difficult it is!"

Hua Ling was very satisfied, so she took out a silver thread bag from her arms, took out a piece of silver shavings, and drew a talisman in front of Tao Yue'er's eyes.

In the past, he didn't need to draw talismans at all and could go anywhere with almost a thought. The reason why he did this was to let Tao Yue'er see clearly the movements in his hands.

Words and deeds teach, but words are never as good as words and deeds.

Soon, Tao Yue'er fell into a dark place. There was no light or sound around her. Naturally, there was no Hua Ling either... She was already in the tomb of Concubine Jing.

The surroundings were dark and silent. In the air, there was the smell of air that had not circulated for a long time, damp and chilling.

Tao Yue'er had never traveled far alone. This was the first time she was thrown into such a strange place. She had no idea what she was going to face or where she was going. She could only

Hold on to the wall, explore slowly, and take a look at each step.

Suddenly, there is a burst of laughter in the air, like silver bells, laughing and joking, as if there are countless girls surrounding you, pointing at you, which is very strange. But you can't see them.

You can't see your fingers here, and there's no light at all.

Tao Yue'er suddenly remembered a spell taught by Hua Ling: "Open your five fingers, gather your strength in the palm of your hand, and recite the spell silently in your heart, and the flame will rise."

At that time, after Hua Ling finished speaking, she wanted to laugh.

"Are you sick again? How could someone play with fire?" But before she could say anything, Hua Ling's palm rubbed against the ground, and a ball of fire burst out. The sparks were bright, and there was not a small gap between them.

Even from such a distance, you can feel the temperature of the flames in his palms.

She stopped laughing instantly.

She finally understood that what Hua Ling learned at Xuanqing Zongding might be completely different from what she learned at Sunu Palace. The gap between them was a bit big.

"Come here." Hua Ling said.

He was full of confidence in Tao Yue'er, but Tao Yue'er couldn't do anything.

What is easy for Hua Ling to do, is so difficult for Tao Yue'er that she even has no idea at all.

She felt that even if people can't set fire, people can't fly in the sky.

The environment in which she grew up has allowed her to live in the most ordinary world. In addition, she has no talent, making it harder for her to learn than others. Even if she has been practicing in the Xuanqing Sect for so long, she still has no talent.

She never felt that she was from that world. So how to create something from nothing, just such a critical point, trapped her for a long time, unable to get in.

In this helpless dark tomb, her helplessness reached its peak.

She didn't know whether it was because she was too helpless or the laughter around her was too scary. Tao Yue'er suddenly felt a warmth in her palms, and a faint firelight rose up. Although it was small and fleeting, she could still see clearly.

There is a corridor around it, which can only accommodate two people passing through at the same time, but this corridor is densely packed with people.

In front of her and behind her, everyone was dressed in white, wearing crowns and beads, with disheveled hair and tongues sticking out. A black mark on their necks proved that they were all hanged.

"One more sister..."

"No newcomers have come for a long time."

"Since arriving here, His Majesty has never admitted any new people..."

"Not only are there no new people? Even His Majesty, I have never seen him again."

"Will she be His Majesty's new favorite?"

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A group of people were chattering around Tao Yue'er.

Suddenly, as the flames in her palms rose, she could suddenly hear their conversation.

Tao Yue'er was completely frightened and could not move at all. They swarmed up and pulled her forward.

Tao Yue'er felt countless cold claws passing through her body, and she was pushed forward by an inexplicable force. Soon, she arrived at a main hall.

In the main hall, Tao Yue'er's flame had been completely extinguished. When she was frightened by them, the flames disappeared.

There are more than twenty coffins placed in the main hall. Each coffin is not too gorgeous. Compared with ordinary people, the only difference is that there are a few more bats with auspicious patterns carved on the wood. This is very rare in the royal tombs.

It can be said to be extremely shabby.

Many of the people pushing Tao Yue'er forward had jumped onto the coffin, sat on it, and looked at her with smiles. It could be seen from their clothes that their status among these people was

Different.

It seems that those who were buried in a proper coffin were more or less high-ranking concubines at that time.

And above their heads, there were countless hanged women. They were all wearing uniform clothes, all white long Confucian skirts, with a white silk ribbon around their necks, sticking out their tongues, and looking at her with wide eyes.

The fire around them was faint, not the fireworks set off by Tao Yue'er, but the light of their own spiritual bodies. Coupled with their dead-eyed expressions, it was eerie and terrifying.

Even if Tao Yue'er wasn't afraid of ghosts, she was so frightened that she couldn't speak. Because there were too many!

The top of the entire hall was densely packed with hanging corpses. Most of their skeletons had rotted and fell to the ground, and countless spirits were attached to the white silk thread that killed them in the first place.

superior.

In the darkness, thousands of pairs of eyes opened one after another and glared at Tao Yue'er fiercely.

Some regarded her as a toy; some regarded her as a competitor; some regarded her as a meal. Unprecedented resentment infected Tao Yuer. She suddenly felt that she could not get out.

There was no way they could let her go alive...

Their eyes told her that they equally hated this world and this country, and they wanted everyone who appeared to be like them to be buried with them...

Tao Yue'er squatted down with her head in her hands, shivering, not wanting to look at or talk to any of them.

She didn't dare to listen to their voices at all. However, there was still a person who passed through Tao Yue'er's body and entered her spiritual consciousness. When Tao Yue'er opened her eyes again, what she saw was Jing when the peonies were in full bloom.

city……

There are a lot of meetings to be held recently... I'm a little busy, and I'm still revising the previous article. Please forgive me for not updating in time~ I will resume normal updates when I'm done~
Chapter completed!