The Queen travels through time and dominates the four realms

Chapter 476

"Oh no, this is the forbidden area of ​​the Blood Robe Tower, and the bell means their last resort." Shen Muyun's heart trembled. He knew that the real test had just begun.

The four of them accelerated their offensive, striving for a quick victory. Finally, under a deafening collective attack, the assassins of the Blood Robe Building fell one after another, leaving only the owner of the Blood Robe Building, isolated and helpless.

"Why...why is it like this..." The Blood-Clothed Tower Master looked at his men falling around him, his eyes filled with unwillingness and despair.

Shen Muyun approached step by step, with his sword pointed directly at the opponent's throat: "For the peace of the martial arts world and for the innocent lives, your doomsday has come."

"Haha, even if I die, the Blood Robe Tower will not disappear!" The owner of the Blood Robe Tower laughed wildly. Suddenly, he formed seals with his hands and a strong aura burst out from his body.

"Stop him!" Shen Muyun shouted. The four of them worked together, concentrated all their strength at one point, and blasted towards the owner of the Blood-Clothed Tower.

With a loud bang, the figure of the owner of the Blood-Clothed Tower disappeared in the light, and the Shadow Valley began to collapse with the explosion of this power. The four of them took advantage of the blast and tried their best to rush out of the valley. Behind them was a cloud of dust, symbolizing the end of the Blood-Clothed Tower.

The four people who escaped supported each other, gasping for breath, but all of them had smiles on their faces as if they had survived a disaster.

"We... succeeded." There was a hint of disbelief in Ren Xiaoyao's tone.

"Yes, we did it." Shen Muyun looked into the distance, with hope in his eyes. "From now on, the world will be less evil and more peaceful."

"I hope this sacrifice can bring about lasting peace." Liu Piaoxue prayed softly.

Li Xiaoyun laughed out loud and said, "As long as the four of us are still here, nothing can stop us from protecting this world."

The four of them smiled at each other. Although they were covered in wounds, their hearts were filled with unprecedented determination and light. As the sun set, their shadows were stretched out, like the legends in the martial arts world that never fade, continuing to write their own heroic chapters.

"Let's go, go back to the world and tell the world that after today, Shadow Valley is no longer a forbidden place, but the beginning of freedom and peace." Shen Muyun said, and took the lead. Although he was tired, his back was still firm and unyielding.

Li Xiaoyun followed closely behind, carrying the heavy sword on his shoulder, and said with a hearty smile: "Yes, our story must be heard in every corner!"

Liu Piaoxue and Ren Xiaoyao smiled at each other. The former waved her sleeves lightly, and a flash of sword light swept across the grass, as if embellishing new hope for the reborn Shadow Valley. She said softly: "And those families who suffered because of the Blood Clothes Building should also know that justice is never absent."

"Also, I want to tell them that in this world, there are always people willing to stand up and fight against the darkness." Ren Xiaoyao's eyes were burning, and his words revealed his infinite longing for the future.

The four of them set out on their journey home, with birds singing and flowers blooming along the way, completely different from the gloomy days when they came, as if nature was also singing for this victory. They knew in their hearts that although the Bloody Clothes Tower had been destroyed, the turmoil in the martial arts world would never stop, and they, as part of the martial arts world, would always walk on the road of protecting justice.

At sunset, they found a place to rest near a clear spring, treated their wounds, sat together, and shared dry food and water. At this moment, without the pressure of fighting for life and death, the air was filled with a rare relaxed atmosphere.

Shen Muyun stroked the hilt of the sword and said with emotion: "Every battle makes me understand more clearly that the sword in my hand is not only for killing, but also for protection."

"You're right. Our swords should become shields to protect the weak." Li Xiaoyun nodded in agreement, holding the heavy sword beside him like a loyal guard.

Liu Piaoxue looked at the fading sunset in the sky and said softly, "In fact, I hope that one day these swords can lie quietly in their scabbards, because then the world of martial arts will truly become harmonious and peaceful."

Ren Xiaoyao smiled, and his eyes swept across everyone's face gently: "That day will definitely come, as long as we still believe and persist."

As night fell and the starry sky shone, the four people slowly closed their eyes in this quiet night, each holding their expectations for the future. Although they knew that the road ahead was long and full of unknowns, they firmly believed that as long as the four of them walked together, there would be no difficulties that could not be overcome.

The wind blew, bringing the rustling of leaves, as if humming a soft song for this legendary journey, heralding the coming of a new dawn, and they were the first ray of light that broke through the darkness.

"Go to sleep, brothers and sisters. We have to move on tomorrow." Shen Muyun's voice was low and firm. He closed his eyes first, and his breathing gradually became steady, but the fire in his heart was still burning. It was the persistence for justice and the desire for the future.

Li Xiaoyun patted his chest lightly, as if there was an invisible burden there, but his smile was brighter than usual: "In the dream, we are still the high-spirited young man, and the world is waiting for us to venture out."

Liu Piaoxue leaned gently against the tree trunk, her long hair like a waterfall. Her face was peaceful and tranquil under the moonlight, and she whispered: "In my dreams, I hope we can find more like-minded friends to protect this land together."

Ren Xiaoyao looked up at the starry sky, the starlight twinkled in his eyes, as if every star carried their dreams and hopes: "And I will practice in my dreams in advance how to use my sword to paint the most beautiful scenery for this world."

It was late at night, and except for the occasional chirping of insects, there was silence all around. But this silence was not the end, but the silence after the storm, the prelude to a new life. At this moment, a burst of hurried footsteps suddenly broke the silence of the night, and a figure staggered into their camp, his face covered in dust, with fear and signals for help in his eyes.

"Please, save our village, the Blood Robe Building... the remnants of the Blood Robe Building..." The visitor fell to the ground due to exhaustion before he could finish his words. The token he was holding tightly in his hand fell at Shen Muyun's feet. It was a jade pendant engraved with the village totem and stained with blood.

Shen Muyun and the others woke up instantly and exchanged glances. They understood each other without saying anything. It turned out that even though they had dealt a heavy blow to the Blood Clothes Building, the remnants were not gone and the threat was still there. The Jianghu was always more complicated and cruel than they imagined.

"Get up, friend, tell us where they are?" Li Xiaoyun helped the man up, his tone full of unquestionable power.

The man barely stood still, and pointed to the east with a trembling finger: "Dongling, they are gathering in Dongling, ready... ready..."

"Don't be afraid. With us here, the shadow of the Blood Robe Tower will no longer cover this land." Shen Muyun's words were like the warm sun in a cold night, giving hope.

The four of them quickly packed up and set out on their journey again in the night. They knew that this would be another tough battle, but for the sake of their common dream - a free and peaceful world, they were fearless.

The story continues like this, and they are the light that breaks through the darkness and illuminates the future.

The night wind blew by, bringing a slight chill, but it could not blow away the burning fighting spirit in their hearts. The four of them walked side by side, passing through the dense forest and crossing the stream. The outline of Dongling gradually became clear, and it looked particularly steep under the moonlight. Shen Muyun walked in front, his eyes were sharp, and his sword was in his hand, ready to deal with possible surprise attacks at any time.

"The terrain of Dongling is complex and easy to defend but difficult to attack. We must act with caution." Liu Piaoxue reminded softly. Although her voice was soft, it revealed firmness and calmness. The soft sword in her hand seemed to be able to turn into a soft sword at any time and entangle the enemy's throat.

"Xiao Yun, your lightness skill is the best. You go ahead and explore the way, and we will follow you." Shen Muyun ordered. He knew that in such an environment, Li Xiaoyun's speed would be their biggest advantage.

Li Xiaoyun nodded, stretched out his body, and quickly disappeared into the shadows ahead like the night wind. His mission was to scout the enemy and ensure that they could attack Huanglong directly without being ambushed by the enemy.

"Piaoxue, Xiaoyao, we will work in groups of three and take care of each other. Once we find the enemy, don't fight to the end. Look for opportunities to go deep behind enemy lines and destroy their core." Shen Muyun made further arrangements. He knew very well that facing an organization like the Blood Robe Tower, a head-on confrontation was not the best strategy. Outsmarting them was the key.

"Understood!" The two answered in unison. There was no need for words to explain the tacit understanding between them. After years of sharing weal and woe, they could understand each other with just a glance or a gesture.

As they went deeper into Dongling, the atmosphere around them became more and more oppressive, and there seemed to be an air of uneasiness in the air. Suddenly, a burst of rapid bird calls broke the silence. This was the alarm signal issued by Li Xiaoyun, meaning that he had discovered the enemy's traces.

"Speed ​​up, we have no time to waste." Shen Muyun said, exerting force on his feet and increasing his speed sharply. Liu Piaoxue and Ren Xiaoyao followed closely behind him. The three of them shuttled through the woods, as silently as ghosts.

Finally, they came to a hidden valley, where they saw flickering flames and shadows of people at the entrance of the cave. Obviously, this was the temporary base of the remnants of the Blood Clothes Building. Shen Muyun signaled to stop, and the three of them gathered together to formulate a detailed attack plan.

"Everyone, take your positions, and the action begins." Shen Muyun said in a low voice, and then the three of them dispersed and each looked for the best attacking position.

The battle unfolded quietly in the night, without fancy moves, only the struggle between life and death. Shen Muyun took the lead, breaking through the air with a sword and directly taking the enemy leader, while Liu Piaoxue and Ren Xiaoyao followed him like a shadow, cooperating perfectly, clearing out the guards on the periphery one by one.

The battle was extremely fierce, but as time went on, the number of people in the Bloody Clothes Building gradually decreased, and their morale began to collapse. Finally, when the last enemy fell, the whole valley returned to peace, and only the bonfire was still burning, reflecting the tired but resolute faces of the four knights.

"We did it. The shadow of the Blood Robe Building has finally dissipated." Li Xiaoyun panted, a long-lost smile on his face.

"I hope this is really the end." Shen Muyun sheathed his sword, his eyes far-reaching, "The road of the martial arts world is long and difficult, we still need to keep moving forward."

"As long as we are together, nothing is impossible." Liu Piaoxue said softly, her eyes full of longing for the future.

"Yes, no matter how many challenges there are in the future, as long as we hold justice in our hearts and point our swords to the sky, there will be no difficulties that we cannot overcome." Ren Xiaoyao laughed proudly, the last drop of the enemy's blood still dripping from the tip of his sword, which was the testimony of victory.

Under the night sky, four people stood side by side, looking into the distance, where there were new journeys and new challenges, but there was no more fear in their hearts, because they knew that as long as they depended on each other, they could become the brightest light, illuminating each other and illuminating the world.

"Let's go, friends," Shen Muyun turned around, his tone firm and hopeful, "No matter what the road ahead holds, tonight's victory proves that justice will eventually triumph over evil. Our story has just begun."

Liu Piaoxue lightly rolled up a strand of hair, with a faint smile on her lips, "As long as you are here, it will be the best world."

Li Xiaoyun looked up at the starry sky, his eyes flickering with desire for unknown challenges, "Then let our swords become the pens that write the legend of this martial arts world!"

Ren Xiaoyao patted the wine flask on his waist and laughed heartily, "Don't forget, there are still good wine and good stories waiting for us. Every night of victory deserves the best celebration!"

The four of them set out on a new journey, their backs lengthening in the moonlight, gradually going farther and farther away. Their stories, like the immortal starlight, illuminate every heart that longs for justice and freedom. The rivers and lakes remain the same, regardless of wind or rain, and they are the bright spot in this troubled world, writing their own legendary chapters with courage and wisdom.

The wind continued to blow, carrying their laughter and joy, as if cheering for this journey. In the days to come, whether it is rainy or sunny, they will walk hand in hand, because in this world, where there is each other, there is home.