I Am Loaded with Passive Skills - Chapter 1823
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[Chapter 1,703: No disaster under the ladder to heaven, the Immortal Palace still hurts Nanting]
Chapter 1701: There is no disaster under the ladder, but the Immortal Palace still hurts the South Courtyard.
“Come here!”
In the corner, Yue Gongjie, who was completely paralyzed, seemed to have adapted to the power of the ban on martial arts and the cold prison, and suddenly squeezed out a trace of strength and scolded Roaring:
“Yue Gong Lone! Yue Gong Leng! Yue Gong Li! Yue Gong Niu!”
“Come, come quickly!”
These shouts were extremely high-pitched, stuck in the rhythm of the back-and-forth game between Dao Qiongcang and Yue Gong Slave. , giving no reaction time at all.
But as soon as he finished shouting, Yue Gongjie found out in despair.
Dao Daier, who was sitting behind the ice table, looked over with a smile, and there was no surprise in her eyes.
His expression seemed to say: Shout, keep shouting, no one will be able to notice you even if you shout until your throat is broken today.
“Can’t you hear that?…”
Yuegong Hui lowered his head in a daze, shaking his head and smiling bitterly.
He actually understood that the Cold Prison was located at the bottom of the Cold Sea, and its geographical location was almost in the most remote part of the Cold Palace Emperor Realm. On weekdays, no outsiders would come.
And no matter how accurate he shouted, he still called the holy name directly…
If the rules of Cold Prison did not restrict the reaction of the other party by calling the holy name directly, and the sinners imprisoned inside would greet him day and night, who would Can you bear it?
“Are you trying to attract the attention of the Yin Shen Guards who are guarding Han Prison?”
Dao Dai’er held her chin in her hands and propped it up on the ice table, hehehe said:
“But have you ever thought about how so many maids came to visit Sister Nu? Where are they?”
“What you saw was that I was the only one waiting for you outside the door before?”
Yue Gonghui was stunned.
It is true that the maids came to Han Prison in groups of three or two at that time, but now there is not a single one in the Moon Palace Slave’s cell.
So from this point of view, when Dao Qiongcang was waiting outside the door, was he really just waiting for himself?
Is he so sure that he will take the bait?
He even took the initiative to give him a jade identity card and asked him to go to the Soul Guarding Hall at night?
“I…”
“You’re not wrong, you’re just trash.” The words coming out of Dao Dai’er’s mouth are always colder than cold hell.
“Let me go…” Yue Gongjie was unable to refute, and could only plead: “Dao Qiongcang, I don’t know what you want to do, but I…”
I want to live!
I want to live!
Pain and urine ravaged Yue Gongjie, and Yue Gongjie’s eyes shed tears unsatisfactorily.
He wanted to impress the other person with words, but after realizing that this was unrealistic, he choked up and became speechless.
“Let me go…”
There has never been a moment when Yue Gongjie’s will to survive was stronger than now.
When he was young, he also imagined that one day he would fail in the struggle for the Han Palace Emperor and be captured, but would rather die than surrender.
He found that the gap between fantasy and reality was too big!
He couldn’t accept that he was in such an unbearable state right now. This was simply not the behavior and treatment a leader of the Soul Guarding Palace should have!
who I am?
I am Yue Gongjie!
I survived several generations and finally got a good job in the Soul Guarding Hall.
My next life is what generations of people in the Han Palace Emperor Realm have dreamed of – high above the clouds, sitting still, and countless people coming to serve me…
but because of a maid!
I, Moon Palace, want to die in cold hell?
Judging from Dao Qiongcang’s various performances just now, no matter how stupid Yue Gongjie was, he could see that he would not be able to leave the cold prison alive.
But…
“I said, I won’t kill you.”
Dao Daier followed his words and deeds from beginning to end, and did not kill weak people who were unable to restrain themselves.
Then how will I die?
Yue Gongji couldn’t imagine it. After turning his eyes in a daze, he caught a glimpse of Yue Gong slave holding a sword with both hands…
Long!
His mind went blank.
…
“You want me to kill him?”
Yue Gong Slave saw the look in Yue Gong Jie’s eyes.
Recalling Dao Qiongcang’s remarks that he would not kill people, but Gao Lao would die, it is not difficult to conclude that either Yue Gong Gao committed suicide, or he killed him himself.
But…
“Do you think I would kill the order of my clan’s Soul Guarding Hall for you, an outsider?” The Moon Palace Slave couldn’t understand the sky anymore.
He is also from a noble family.
He should understand that no matter what kind of mistakes the old man committed, they should not end up in his own hands.
This is against the rules.
No matter how big of a mistake a person in the Han Palace Emperor Realm makes, they will be judged by the rules of the Han Palace Emperor Realm.
“Zheng…”
Dao Dai’er didn’t answer and ignored the Moon Palace Slave for the second time.
He played the piano again and picked up the second half of “Injury to the South Courtyard” that he had just finished playing.
The clanging and solemn melody echoed in the cell.
Yue Gonghui trembled and did not dare to speak again, fearing that if he did not pay attention, just because he ruined the atmosphere, Dao Qiongcang would use this as an excuse to kill him.
The Moon Palace Slave also became quiet.
As the melody progressed, she held the Angry Immortal Buddha Sword, but once again felt the coldness that penetrated her bone marrow.
It sobered her up.
Chance?
Dao Qiongcang will not give people a chance!
He has always been a person who would nip hidden dangers in his infancy.
Since he was granted this sword…
if it were someone else, he would have overlooked the details of the relationship between the Wrathful Immortal Buddha Sword and himself, leaving a flaw.
But He is the Dao firmament.
Wouldn’t he have noticed that the Angry Immortal Buddha Sword Yun has sword thoughts?
Did he not guess that he might be able to hold the Wrathful Immortal Buddha Sword?
He still gave the sword…
the murder weapon to the unarmed, not to kill himself, but to borrow the sword to kill.
Listening to the music, Yue Gong Slave turned to look at Yue Gong Jie, who was also looking at him with tears in his eyes.
From his pleading look and his lips that dared not speak, Yue Gong Slave read two moving words:
“Miss…”
…
Zheng!
The song is over.
The silence that Dao Daier maintained was broken by Dao Daier herself.
He put his hands on the piano, and first looked at Yue Gong Slave with a smile, and asked with a little hope: “Sister Slave, what do you think of my piano skills?”
Yue Gong Slave had no idea what Dao Qiongang wanted, and said with a cold face:
“Sexy.”
Dao Dai’er smiled: “High, of course it is high!”
He looked back at Yue Gongjie in the corner, his smile faded away, becoming neither sad nor happy, and asked indifferently:
“Your Majesty, what do you think? How is Dai’er’s piano skills?”
The boomerang shot out of the cell corridor finally hit him hard between the eyebrows.
After Yue Gongji’s body shook violently, he seemed to understand what Dao Qiongcang was going to do.
He tried frantically to lift up his weak body, no longer caring about his image, he stuck out his buttocks and knelt on his knees, kowtowing hard, knocking out his head and bleeding, and said in a sorrowful voice:
“Let me go! ”
Let me go!”
“Master Dao Palace, let me go, please, please let me go. I was wrong…”
Moon Palace Slave was stunned.
He didn’t understand why Yue Gongjie had such a big reaction.
He had been caught and tortured by Dao Qiongcang, and he had also listened to the song “Shang Nan Ting”. Why did he have such a stress reaction now?
The Moon Palace Slave held the Angry Immortal Buddha Sword and kept watching.
There was no emotion between Dao Dai’er’s brows, and she was not moved by Yue Gong Tue’s coy attitude. She just repeated in a silent voice:
“What do you think of my piano skills, Your Majesty?”
How dare Yue Gong Tue answer?
How could Yue Gong Jie Neng respond?
He buried his head firmly on the ground, only regretting that his sperm had gotten into his head at that time and he had done something he would regret for the rest of his life.
He swallowed the blood foam and tears, still burying his head and not daring to raise it, and squeaked:
“High…”
“That’s not right .”
“The master of the Taoist Palace has superb piano skills, which is rare in the world!”
“That’s not right.
” The Master of the Taoist Palace is unparalleled in the world, and he knows the way of music…”
“It’s still not right.”
Dao Dai’er sat in front of the ice table indifferently. The ice prison seemed to have become the underworld under his eyes. The people under the table were those who were waiting for him. Judgment of sinners.
Moon Palace Slave understood something.
This question is not a question, and the answer is not an answer.
Dao Qiongcang is not asking for an insignificant evaluation, he is just restoring.
Restore the things that happened between him and Yue Gongjie that he didn’t see when he was still Dai’s child when there was a strange noise in the ice prison tunnel?
“What do you think of my piano skills, Your Majesty?” Dao Daier spoke up again.
The Moon Palace Slave knew that Tao Qiong Cang had a quirk.
He has had a high self-esteem since he was a child and does not like to repeat the same words many times.
This will make him feel that either he is stupid and cannot express himself, or the other person is stupid, so there is no need to express it multiple times.
Being able to say one sentence three times, it can be seen that this question and this matter are very important in his heart.
Yue Gong Slave knelt on the ground, trembling all over, playing with his tone. In order to survive, he could only reply tremblingly:
“How can I dare to comment? He must be superb… Ah…”
This wording, this tone… Yue Gong Slave She closed her eyes deeply and understood completely.
The sky of the Tao is the teachings of the Moon Palace, and the teachings of the Moon Palace are Dai’er.
The ice prison is not an ice prison, it is a corridor separated by a wall, which is invisible darkness and filth!
Needless to say, Moon Palace Slave can probably imagine what will happen next.
What she couldn’t believe was that right in front of her, across an ice wall, she knew that Dai’er was from Yue Gongli, Huelao… Yue Gongjia, how dare you do this?
Didn’t he come here for Ah Li and Ah Si’s business?
For this reason, Slave Yue Gong even suspected before that those things that looked like throwing dirty water might be just one-sided words from Dao Qiongang!
“Buzz…”
The sword roared in the ice prison.
Buddha Sword is angry!
The scene in Yue Gong Slave’s mind flashed back to when he first asked the sky and planned to deal with Yue Gong’s teachings.
The other party’s answer was: “It depends on you.”
At this moment, the Moon Palace slave understood that as early as that time, he knew his answer at this moment.
But…
can Yue Gongjie be killed?
It is at this moment that I fall into the cold hell and become a sinner.
Slave Yue Gong still knows that she is a member of the Yue clan of Han Palace, the daughter of the Holy Emperor of Han Palace, and the sister of Yue Gongli, the successor of the Holy Emperor.
Every move he makes, no matter how small, will be magnified by someone with intentions, which will then affect A Li and his father, causing them to bear more attacks for no reason.
“When people in the Han Palace Emperor Realm make mistakes, they will be judged according to the rules of the Cold Palace Emperor Realm, and the judges have no right to interfere!”
This is the belief that Yue Gong Slave has been instilled in her since she was a child, and she has stuck to it all her life.
It was precisely because the people in the Han Palace Emperor Realm were united and adhered to this belief that she was able to survive after making that mistake thirty years ago.
“Cold…”
Moon Palace Slave held the Buddhist sword, so cold that he trembled.
She later realized that Qiong Cang’s fuss was not to deal with Yue Gong’s teachings, but to target herself!
She held back.
If you raise your sword now and kill Yue Gongjie.
It was not just the person who was cut off, but also the persistence of his past, which also negated the blank space of thirty years in the Cold Prison.
Furthermore, because of this, he will fulfill what Dao Qiantian likes to see most, to verify his “unpredictable” reputation in others!
“Zheng…”
But at this moment, the luan snow string moved.
It was a meaningless, but completely confusing, noisy sound that Dao Qiong made when he stood with his hands raised.
Facing Yue Gongjie’s confession, he didn’t appreciate it at all. He ignored the filth in the corner like a god and continued to ask:
“Your Majesty, can you also play “Shang Nan Ting”?”
Bang bang bang!
Yue Gongji kowtows desperately.
The force was so great that it felt like he was going to smash his brains out.
“Let me go…”
“Let me go!!!”
He repeated again: “Your Majesty, can you also play “Shang Nan Ting”?”
“I can’t! I can’t play the piano! “Yue Gong looked like a crazy demon. When he raised his head, his eyeballs almost popped out.
“Your Majesty, can you also play “Hurt the South Courtyard”?” What he responded to was a cycle of nightmare-like torture.
Yue Gongji collapsed, muttering unconsciously, and a strange voice came out of his mouth that he was unable to resist, like a female voice:
“Yes, you can… right?”
Dao Dai’er then continued: “Your Majesty, here comes your Majesty. Let me work in the First Emperor Realm. It just so happens that there is a vacancy there, and there is a lack of a successor to the Holy Emperor.”
“I, I am not worthy…”
“You are indeed not worthy, so you are not here to take up the post, just for a while, let’s do it tonight.”
” Come, what are you here for…”
“Nothing.” Dao Dai’er said condescendingly and indifferently: “I want to hear you play “Shang Nanting” for me alone.”
…
Boom!
Yue Gongji fell to the ground softly.
The sound it made was just like the strange sound that the Moon Palace Slave heard through the ice wall.
Squeak –
The Buddha’s sword was angry with the immortal, and it scratched a deep sword mark on the ground.
Moon Palace Slave was shaking all over, not from cold, but from anger.
The giant sword, which was so heavy that it was difficult to push it down with both hands, was now lifted up by her with all her strength!
“It hurts Nanting…”
Moon Palace slave shook his head in confusion, his face covered with frost.
She couldn’t imagine that if the Dai’er in the corridor at that time was not Dao Qiongang, but really Dai’er…
She couldn’t even imagine that if she was not the Moon Palace Slave, A Li’s sister, or the daughter of the Han Palace Saint Emperor, But she is just a sinner who is even half a class above mediocrity…
She never thinks about the world with the greatest malice.
But after thirty years in the cold prison, she thought she had seen all the warmth and coldness of human nature, but now her eyes were opened again.
“Hurt Nanting!”
Yue Gong Slave gritted his teeth, holding the Angry Immortal Buddha Sword, and walked step by step to Yue Gong Jie, who had shrunk into the corner and could not escape, “You are here for Ah Si! You are here for Ah Si!”
“Slave of the Moon Palace, you can’t kill me!”
“I am the order of the Soul Guarding Palace. Do you want to collude with foreign tribes and kill the elders of the clan… Slave of the Moon Palace! Wake up!” ”
…”
“Miss! Miss slave!” ”
Let me go, miss. This is all his illusion. He forced me to do it. This was not my intention…”
The demonic voice, either roaring or begging for mercy, lingered in my ears.
The faces that were either crazy or pleading were changing in front of me.
Just like the intersection between the real world and the imaginary world, the self-disintegration in the eyes of others, when the Angry Immortal Buddha Sword is raised high, the Moon Palace Slave can no longer hear the unnecessary sound.
The only picture that flashed through her mind was herself, countless selves over the years.
In a cold hell.
Lost everything I should have.
Thirty years later, she sat here boringly, repenting, with only Luan Xue as her companion, and she still thought this was “what she should”.
Should it?
“Bang!”
He slashed with the sword, causing blood to fly.
Yue Gong taught her lower body and ran away from home directly.
“Ah——” A heart-rending scream sounded in his ears. It was still far away and did not wake up the Moon Palace Slave.
The slave of the Moon Palace strikes down with his sword and knows the taste by eating the marrow.
One sword after another, slashing downwards, almost out of control, like a devil.
Here she stands.
She was clearly empty.
But there is still an entire cold prison, an entire cold sea, and an entire cold palace emperor realm weighing on her shoulders!
This is an inescapable responsibility, a destiny, a rule, and of course a burden.
But the heirs of the Han Palace Emperor Realm should be responsible for this, right?
The taming and upbringing she received from childhood made Moon Palace Slave accept everything as a matter of course. She knew that she had done some wrong things and was willing to pay the price for them.
So she was imprisoned in the cold prison. She never thought about a way out and gave everything to A Li.
This is “repayment”.
Should it be repaid?
“Bang! Bang! Bang!”
There was no answer.
After so many years, Moon Palace Slave found that he still could not find the answer.
Only when she wielded the giant sword could she vent the problem and pain that she had been suffocating for thirty years, tortured herself for thirty years, and finally couldn’t even think about.
She wants to chop up the filth, chop up the filth, chop into pieces the nastiness, chop into pieces all the things she has seen, seen, and learned before, but she deceives herself and tells herself that she should leave her family behind and protect everyone!
What she cut was the way of the past.
The Buddhist sword purifies the suffering soul.
“Hurt Nanting…”
“Hurt Nanting! I’ll let you hurt Nanting!”
Moon Palace Slave never dared to think that “Hurt Nanting” could also be related to these filthy things. She completely lost the meaning of guarding the Cold Prison for thirty years. .
“Go to hell!”
When the Buddhist sword stabbed downwards for the last time…
bang.
A jade-white hand stretched out from the side and embedded itself in the bloody wrist holding the sword.
Only then did the Moon Palace Slave realize that the palms of his hands were completely shattered and were covered in blood and flesh. The plain white dress on his body was even stained with scarlet.
“That’s enough.”
When he turned around, the deformed Dao Dai’er with a man’s head and a woman’s body had disappeared. The Buddha’s sword seemed to have purified him, and everything returned to normal.
Dao Qiongcang didn’t even dare to wear a long skirt anymore. He put on his star-patterned robe, restrained the Moon Palace Slave with his hands, and shrank back greatly.
When she looked back, he quickly let go and took a few steps back.
Fortunately, I didn’t offend her… Dao Qiongcang shrank to the side of the ice table. He subconsciously wanted to sit back on the chair, but it bounced up like an electric shock and he didn’t dare to sit down again.
He hesitated for a moment, forced a smile on his face, and without even looking at the blood in the corner, he said in a semi-ridiculous way, but everyone should have heard that it was a joke,
“Miss, you have fallen again.”
Yuegong The slave leaned his sword on his waist, turned his head away, and gasped for air.
She was covered in sweat and did not respond to the old Taoist’s words. Although she was weak, she still said briefly and forcefully:
“Take me out of the cold hell.”
“I want to see the Eight Masters.”
This is a good thing, that’s why I came here . … Dao Qiongcang nodded silently: “Don’t stay here? Don’t stick to it?”
“Heh.”
Slave Yue Gong sneered and raised his head: “Even if I am wrong, I should pay it back in thirty years. I just want to go out now. I want to see him.”
Yes, of course it is possible… Dao Qiongcang has always recognized Yue Gong. The slave believed that she could pay for her choice, but she said:
“You are wrong.”
“If that’s the case, I don’t have to take you away.”
The slave of the Moon Palace leaned on the sword, straightened up, stroked her hand, He also smoothed out the blood-colored skirt that was wrinkled by himself, as well as his thoughts.
Standing in the cold prison, standing in the cold, she thought seriously about Dao Qiongcang’s words, and finally came to a point and said:
“Yes, I was wrong.”
“I was not wrong.”
(End of this chapter)
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