Skillful Guard Chapter 1282

“Unguard.”

Tatsuro, already breathless, stopped Unyu’s words.

“Brother Tatsuro, you say.” Mao Hare wiped her tears and said.

Chen Long smiled and struggled to lift his finger to point in the direction of Qin Hai, saying, “After I die, you follow him and be an ordinary person from now on, understand?”

“No! I won’t!”

Mao Hare said excitedly, “It’s only when we are all together as brothers and sisters!”

Cinnabar coughed several times and said, “From now on, do everything he tells you and listen to him like you listen to me, don’t inquire about his identity, and when the time comes for you to learn his identity, you must remember my words, do you hear me?”

Said the last.

His tone was a little more stern.

Tatsuro was also pathetic.

The person he had to protect after death had to be entrusted to an enemy.

Mao kept nodding her head, knowing that Tatsuro’s time was coming and she did not dare or want to go against his words.

“Good, good.” When Chen Long saw her nod, a touch of relief surfaced on his face and he said, “Just do as you’re told, little rabbit, my brother won’t be able to take care of you from now on, the underground world is hooked, and you shouldn’t be returning to Kunlun, if Tong Bai Ye and my master find you, never mention what happened tonight, you just need to say you didn’t know, do you hear me?”

“En.”

Mao Hare nodded again.

When some of the aftermath was explained, Tatsuro also gradually closed his eyes.

Mao Hare was in agony, hugging T’ang Lung’s body with a look of grief.

Qin Hai did not disturb him, but carried Broken Blade’s body away and handed it over to Bai Jie. When he returned, Mao Hare had already collected her tears and, upon seeing him, said, “I want to bury Brother Tatsuro’s body.”

“Burying it would still be dug up.” Qin Hai said, “The people from Kunlun will collect his body, let’s go.”

Mao Hare had to nod.

With a fond glance at Cinnabar lying there, she murmured, “Brother Cinnabar, don’t worry, I will live well and will find Sister Youji, don’t worry!”

Finished speaking.

She was the one who hurriedly followed Qin Hai.

“Hey, can’t you walk a little slower?” Mao Hare said dissatisfiedly, “Also, do you wear a mask all day long?”

Qin Hai said coldly, “Didn’t Chen Long warn you not to inquire about my identity before he died?”

Mao Hare grunted.

But he also curbed his intention of inquiring about his identity.

The duo soon left PeaC*ck Hill.

And after dawn.

Two people came to this place, an old man with crane-haired hair and white robes, like a hermit, and a woman who looked like a fairy. The two of them kept looking around and soon found Cinnabar Dragon.

Cinnabon was lying on the ground, without any breath on his body.

When Tong Baiye saw it, her beautiful eyebrows furrowed and she said, “Dead?”

Han Zendao’s red-faced face had a few more moments of anger on it.

Chen Long was his most prized disciple, and now that he was in such a state, he had to be angry even in a good state of mind. Squatting down and looking at Chen Long’s corpse, he frowned before saying, “No, there is still a breath!”

“Eh?”

Tong Baiye’s tightly furrowed brow was instantly stretched.

Han Zendao said, “This is the method of faking death behind closed doors to maintain a mouthful of spiritual energy in the heart that does not dissipate.”

Said he.

He pressed his palm on the heart of Chen Long, and only a short time later, that Chen Long coughed out a mouthful of dirty blood, and his pale face became a little more flushed, and when Han Zendao saw it, his face was silent for a while, and he knew that this was a return to the light.

“Master.”

A few more moments of soft smile appeared in Cinnabar’s painful eyes, “You’re still here, old man.”

“The broken blade did?”

Han Zendao was also considered old, and with a glance, he could see the condition of the injuries on Chen Long’s body and concluded that this was the means of the First Demigod of the Nine Mysteries.

Chen Long only nodded silently.

And Tong Baiye looked down at T’ang Long at that moment and said, “Where is Qin Hai’s scimitar?”

A few wavering moments appeared in Chen Long’s weak eyes, but they only flickered and he said, “It was snatched away by Broken Blade.”

“What?”

A coldness suddenly appeared on Tong Baiye’s face before he said coldly, “Why didn’t you bring the sword to see me?”

“I am being chased by experts from all sides.” Chen Long coughed several times and said, “With my broken arm, it is difficult to break through their blockade, so I can only hide in the east.”

“Have you ever been informed of the secret above the scimitar?” Tong Baiye continued to ask.

Chen Long just shook his head.

He really didn’t have much strength left in him to speak.

Seeing this, Han Zendao hurriedly poured his internal Qi into Chen Long’s body and said, “Disciple, Master will bring you back to life, don’t worry.”

Chen Long let out a miserable laugh and said, “My whole body meridians are broken, my heart veins are destroyed, Master doesn’t need to waste resources on a dying man like me, it’s just a pity that the scimitar was taken by the Broken Blade, so I can’t give it to Master, but that Broken Blade was wounded by me and can’t escape much further.”

Han Zendao’s heart was shocked, and his hands were both trembling a little.

And Tong Baiye frowned, but had stopped speaking, for she knew that inquiring would only cause Han Zendao’s displeasure now.

“Disciple!”

Han Zendao’s tone was more than a little depressed as he said, “Master will definitely avenge you! Don’t worry!”

“I’m sorry, Master.”

Chen Long murmured softly in a low voice.

This apology, to Han Zendao’s ears, was that he had not done his disciple’s filial duty.

But what it really was was said to Han Zendao for using him to provoke the battle between Kunlun and the Nine Mysteries.

The master-disciple bond between the two was honestly not that deep, and at this moment in time, Chen Long could not have it both ways, he could only make a trade-off.

As for Kunlun?

He did not feel any guilt.

His own brother had died, and all the Holy Maiden of Kunlun had thought about was her own interest in becoming a god, and even now she had believed the rumours of his betrayal.

Becoming a god?

Chen Long wanted to say, “Go and become a ghost.

Qin Hai has returned strongly, so how long can you, the Kunlun Sage, stand tall?

“Brothers, here I come!”

Chen Long looked at the sky.

Murmured a word.

Then closed his eyes forever.

This time he was truly dead.

Youji and Maohuai had been rehoused and he no longer had any regrets. Qin Hai was a man of his word and he believed in that, even if he had once been an enemy.

So he walked away for a moment very relaxed, especially as he was about to meet his brothers, he was happy.

Han Zendao sighed as he looked at the completely lifeless Chen Long.

Getting up, he said, “It seems that Chen Long did not betray Kunlun.”

Tong Baiye did not want to waste words on this point as she said, “But the scimitar was obtained by Broken Blade, and once he breaks the secret above, he will take control of the legacy of Qin Huayang, who once suppressed the Five Gods with his own power, and he must be taken back!”

“We can deal with the Nine Mysteries first.”

Han Zhan said, “At the moment, we should not start too much conflict, let it hand over the scimitar first, before making plans!”

“Good.”

Tong Baiye nodded.

The scimitar and the jade seal, two opportunities to become a god.

The first thing Tong Baiye wanted was naturally the scimitar.

After all, that represented Qin Huayang’s heritage!