Chapter Seventy-Two: The Lonely Shura Field
The two of them were immersed in the grief and indignation of losing Kuroyuko, and around the top of the mountain, a group of masked swordsmen were quietly lurking.
They slowly approached Jimozi Feng and Lin Xiuze silently, showing a trend of encirclement, some people were carrying long KS knives in their hands, some were carrying moth traps, tiptoeing forward, and the encirclement was getting smaller and smaller.
That is, Mozi Feng tore off a piece of cloth at the corner of his clothes, wrapped the ashes of Hei Youzi that he was holding tightly in his palm, squatted down, dug a pit with his bare hands, and then buried the wrapped ashes into the pit.
Hei Youzi, you wait, I will definitely come back to you and bring you back to the Valley of the Eagles. That is, Mozi Feng said.
He stood up from back to back, glaring at the group of bandits who were slowly approaching like cockroaches.
Lin Xiuze, you will run away when you find the right opportunity, and these people will be handed over to me!" that is, Mozi Feng said non-negotiably.
After speaking, Jimo Zifeng instantly revealed his true body, angrily spreading these two huge white wings, the wings were scarred by last night's fire, he hovered in the air, struggling to wave his wings, and immediately the wind flew off in all directions, and the bandits lay on the ground and crawled forward, led by a masked man, who was kicked away by Jimo Zifeng last night.
After the wind passed, I saw him soaring into the air, holding a big knife and slashing towards Jimo Zifeng in the air, and the others also jumped up one after another, raising their knives to each other, Jimo Zifeng flew higher into the air, and turned around to see Lin Xiuze on the ground scuffling with the bandits.
Jimo Zifeng flew into the air, turned around and gathered his wings, swooped down like a vulture, suddenly opened his wings near the crowd, and spun like a propeller, and the silver feathers and feathers were scattered and pierced like sharp swords.
Boss, this feather is poisonous!, someone shouted.
The masked man in the lead was itchy all over, but he kept trying to restrain himself and scolded angrily,
Now we must do this moth, if you don't want to die, cheer up Lao Tzu! After that, he raised his knife and slashed at Jimo Zifeng, who changed into a white moth the size of a mosquito and fly in the blink of an eye, and disappeared in front of the big man's eyes in an instant, and the masked big man looked confused and searched around.
Suddenly, Jimozi Feng rushed to Lin Xiuze's side, transformed into a moth man with wings, and opened his bloody mouth at several bandits who were detaining Lin Xiuze, and a slender and long blood-sucking gun sprayed out of his mouth, and several people were so frightened that they immediately left Lin Xiuze and fled.
After all, Jimo Zifeng was injured, Lin Xiuze and a group of people were also physically exhausted, the two decided not to fight anymore, and were about to evacuate down the mountain, at this time, a white sedan drove into the top of the mountain, the door opened, Mao Xiaoli got down from the car with a few people in white coats, she didn't say a word, and held *** at Jimo Zifeng is shot.
Caught off guard, that is, Mozi Feng was shot in the back, and in less than five seconds, he fell to the ground with a thud, and Lin Xiuze hurriedly squatted down to help him.
Zifeng! Zifeng! He shouted.
That is, Mozi Feng opened his eyes half-clearly, looked at the fistula in front of Lin Xiuze's ear, and said, Run, go to Shen ......
Before he could finish speaking, his eyes darkened, his eyelids closed heavily, and he collapsed to the ground like mud.
"Sister Maomao!" over there, the masked man in the lead nodded respectfully and greeted him.
"A bunch of waste! What do you want, you can't hold a fluttering moth! It's a rice bucket!" Mao Xiaoli scolded, and then the group of people who followed hurriedly walked towards Lin Xiuze.
Lin Xiuze's consciousness was contaminated by a powerful thought, he left Jimo Zifeng, and hurriedly stumbled all the way down the mountain path and fled.
"Sister Maomao, that guy escaped......" someone shouted.
"What's the hurry, if you can run, the monk can't run to the temple! The six-legged ones are caught, where can the two-legged ones escape?" Mao Xiaoli's arrogant expression was unstoppable.
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Lin Xiuze fled to the bottom of the mountain in embarrassment, stood in the middle of the road, stopped a truck, and the driver pulled over.
What are you going to do?' the driver asked, rolling down the window.
Lin Xiuze didn't say a word, rushed up and reached into the open glass window to unlock the car door, jumped into the car, the driver was about to have a seizure, Lin Xiuze kicked the driver down!
Then with a foot on the accelerator, the tires screamed violently, and sped away across the concrete road!
Lin Xiuze himself was taken aback, he couldn't believe that he could do this move.
I will definitely come back and take you away!
Lin Xiuze had such a thought in his mind.
Then my mind flashed like a movie clip, the Jingjing Valley, the Feathering Field of the Awakening Palace, the Human Moth Receptor Technique, the School of Human Sociology, the visit to the Ghost Cliff Prison, the scene of the encounter between Mozi Feng and Lin Xiuze in the Catalpa Forest, and the scene of jumping into the lake to rescue Lin Xiuze......
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Lin Xiuze suddenly realized that the moment Jimo Zifeng closed his eyes, his consciousness quietly sneaked into Lin Xiuze's mind, and now there are so many memories in his mind out of thin air, which is everything Jimo Zifeng has experienced!
Okay! That is, Mozi Feng, you tell me what to do, this time, I will save you!" Lin Xiuze said.
In the middle of the night, the big truck drove into Yucheng and stopped downstairs at the Yucheng Yihan Clinical Psychology Clinic, Lin Xiuze rushed to the door of the clinic, the door was closed, he beat his head in annoyance, damn, stupid, drive here at night!
On the street, he borrowed a mobile phone from someone and dialed Shen Yiyun's phone from memory.
Half an hour later, Shen Yiyun drove to the clinic and learned what happened to Lin Xiuze and Jimozi Feng in Guanyuan.
Under the hypnotization of the Blood Fern Stone, Lin Xiuze came to the Valley of the Turtles.
In the early hours of the morning, Jimo Qianmian was accompanied by the waiter Qiu and Qingyi, carrying an ice spoon and picking today's human face flowers for the Moth Emperor in the mask forest.
Lin Xiuze suddenly escaped in front of him, and he looked at the visitor opposite in shock. Lin Xiuze knelt down in front of Jimo Qianmian and burst into tears.
Dad, Kuroyuko...... Let's go.
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Inside the Moth Emperor's dormitory.
Jimo Qianmian's hand to give face to the Moth Emperor trembled unconsciously, his expression was sad, and he could barely stand properly.
"God of Thousand Faces, why is it so sad!" Emperor Moth had seen that Jimo Thousand Faces was worried early in the morning, and asked with concern.
Jimo Qianmian hurriedly knelt in front of the Moth Emperor.
"Emperor, my son has been abducted by humans, and his life and death are uncertain!"
"There is such a thing! Could it be that the matter of the Heavenly Lone Star has leaked out?" the Moth Emperor turned around and said with a beautiful and dignified face.
"Lao Chen still doesn't know, it's the human host of the child who came to the Jingjing Valley in a dream to inform Lao Chen about this!"
"I can't stop what I should have come after all, Mama Hua!" the Moth Emperor called softly.
Mama Hua answered and walked into the inner bed.
"What does the Emperor command?"
"Hurry up, I'm going to go to Guanhuali!"
"Wow!" Mama Hua withdrew.
"God of Thousand Faces, you also go with Lonely. ”
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The dawn of Fei Luochen is really colorful, she is like a newly awakened jellyfish, floating in the clouds, breaking free from the rising sun of the sea horizon, half-hidden and half-hidden between the bright yellow clouds, the whole Fei Luochen is shrouded in a hazy and gentle halo like a milk yellow, the mother goddess forest is like a canopy of canopy, like green auspicious clouds blooming in the air, all kinds of jungle elves wake up, and the warbler song and swallow dance kicks off the prelude to the beginning of the day.
The moth emperor's chariot is carried on the shoulders by eight winged moth attendants, and the followers behind the chariot are Hua Mama and other people, slowly flying in the sky above Fei Luochen, the moth emperor is dressed in a gorgeous costume, the gold tassel covers his face, and the ribbon dances on the placket, which is beautiful in the morning light.
Closely followed by Jimo Qianmian was Jimo Qianmian, who sat solemnly and was escorted by Qingyi, followed by Emperor Moth.