The protagonist of this crossover film and television series is disrupting the plot again.

Chapter 346 The Young Singer's Journey 15

Tianwaitian harmed his father, so he should indeed seek revenge.

However, the Yue clan is dead, and Wuxiang Shi and other high-ranking members of the Outer Heavens have also perished.

Of those who plotted against his father, only the White-Haired Immortal and the Purple-Clad Marquis are still alive, but how could he possibly harm them?

And what about Emperor Mingde?

Her mother was originally a concubine of Emperor Mingde, and the two even had a child together.

My mother was later tricked by Tianwaitian and had a brief affair with my father.

In this situation, just because his father and mother truly loved each other, does that give him the audacity to say that Emperor Mingde should not have separated his parents?

Since Emperor Mingde had so many concubines, one of them should be given to his father.

This is ridiculous!

Although he didn't fully understand the emotional entanglements between his father, mother, and Emperor Mingde, he still understood the principle of first come, first served.

If he resented his parents' separation and took it out on Emperor Mingde, then could the child in the palace also have reason to resent him and his father?

Moreover, once this matter becomes known to the world, it will be the father and son who will be condemned by the world.

After all, in the eyes of the world, the father was the great demon who brought disaster to the people, while Emperor Mingde was a benevolent and virtuous ruler.

To go even further—

Now he feels unfortunate and is filled with grief and anger, wanting to seek revenge. But who should he seek revenge against for the innocent people who died because of his father's eastern expedition?

Thinking of this, all the negative emotions surged into his heart and piled up in Wuxin's chest, making him almost suffocate, but he couldn't find a suitable person to vent these emotions to.

In the end, he could only shout at the top of his lungs to vent his inner pain.

"what--"

"Ah-ah-"

The sound echoed through the mountains, startling countless birds into flight.

……

At the foot of the mountain, a group of people hurried along under the cover of night and happened to arrive at this spot.

Upon suddenly hearing this sorrowful and indignant voice, everyone involuntarily stopped in their tracks.

The leader gripped the reins tightly, listening intently to the mournful cries coming from the mountain, wondering: Who on earth is going crazy on the mountain in the middle of the night?

Someone beside him asked in a low voice, "Senior brother, should we go check on them? Their voices sound rather eerie; maybe someone's in trouble."

The leader hesitated for a moment, even though they had urgent business to attend to and time was of the essence.

But as a reputable and righteous sect, how could we stand idly by in this situation?

After a moment's thought, he nodded in agreement: "Okay, let's go take a look, but everyone should be careful and try not to get separated, so as not to fall into a trap set by others."

After saying that, he pulled one of the boys behind him to his side and instructed him, "Wushuang, you must stay close to me and not run around."

Wushuang was a boy of about ten years old, with a childlike face.

He was carrying a long sword case in his hand. Upon hearing this, he looked puzzled and scratched his head: "Senior brother, are you afraid I'll lose it?"

Lu Yuzhai sighed: "That's exactly what I meant, but you didn't have to say it so directly."

Wushuang chuckled and followed behind Lu Yuzhai, carrying the sword box.

This group of people came from Wushuang City, including Lu Yuzhai and Wushuang, totaling thirty-one people.

After leaving a few people to watch over the horses, Lu Yuzhai led the rest of the men toward the direction of the sound, ready to investigate.

Despite the darkness and the rugged mountain path, they were all martial arts practitioners with eyesight far exceeding that of ordinary people.

Illuminated by the torches, they could make out the road ahead to some extent and soon found where Wuxin was.

At this moment, Wuxin's emotions were fluctuating wildly, and he was in a state of extreme sadness, with his vigilance greatly reduced.

By the time he noticed the commotion around him, the people from Wushuang City were already less than ten feet away from him.

Wuxin, no longer caring about being sad, wiped away her tears and got up to leave.

Lu Yuzhai parted the grass in front of him and saw a white figure flash by. He immediately shouted, "Who goes there?"

Upon hearing the commotion, the other disciples from Wushuang City quickly gathered around.

"Senior Brother, that person looks like a monk!"

Someone with sharp eyes shouted out.

"Monk?"

Hearing this, Lu Yuzhai was puzzled and thought to himself: Where did this monk come from in the desolate mountains and wilderness?

and many more!

monk?

Isn't Ye Dingzhi's son a disciple of Master Wangyou of Hanshan Temple? Isn't he just a monk?

Since leaving Wushuang City, Lu Yuzhai has been preoccupied with finding and taking Wuxin away.

Upon hearing that the person from earlier was a monk, I instinctively assumed that it might have been unintentional.

But then he shook his head, thinking that things couldn't possibly be such a coincidence.

However, out of caution, Lu Yuzhai reacted quickly: "Catch up with him!"

"it is good!"

Wushuang responded immediately, and his whole body darted out in a flash.

By the time Lu Yuzhai realized what was happening, he had already disappeared from sight.

Lu Yuzhai slapped his thigh, slammed his spear heavily on the ground, and shouted anxiously, "Hurry and chase after Wushuang!"

Just after they left, a figure quietly floated down from the tree next to where they had stood.

Xiao Yu crossed his arms and watched the lively scene unfold with great interest.

He had already arrived here when Wuxin broke down and cried, but the timing was wrong.

If he were to appear suddenly, it would only provoke Wu Xin's displeasure, which is why he has not shown himself yet.

Who would have thought that the people from Wushuang City would suddenly appear.

Although Wushuang was young, his sword aura was strong, indicating that he was not weak. In addition, he was accompanied by thirty disciples of Wushuang City. If Wuxin encountered them, he would have almost no chance of winning.

It seems that even God is on his side!

After all, adding flowers to brocade is not as good as providing charcoal in the snow.

Xiao Yu followed at a distance behind the group.

Before long, he saw a fight break out ahead, and the situation developed just as he had predicted.

Surrounded by the people of Wushuang City, Wuxin quickly found himself at a disadvantage.

With a flick of his fingers, Wushuang sent five flying swords flying out of the sword box. They danced like nimble snakes and were already close to Wuxin's chest in an instant.

Wu Xin leaned forward, and five flying swords grazed past his body.

His childhood experiences made Wuxin accustomed to hiding his emotions, so that no matter what he thought in his heart, he always appeared relaxed and carefree on the surface, even with a touch of cynicism.

Normally, in this situation, I would definitely make a few cheeky jokes.

But right now he's having an emotional breakdown and can't relax at all.

Seeing that his attack was dodged by Wuxin, Wushuang's expression became even more serious: "Monk, you do have some skill. But the next few sword strikes are my real swordsmanship. Watch closely."

Having said that, Wushuang moved his fingers slightly.

Five flying swords drew dazzling sword trajectories in the air, like five nimble snakes slithering through the sky, heading straight for Wuxin...