"Don't!" Mu Qingyang screamed in his heart, but he felt like he was stuck in his throat, and he couldn't make any sound. She tried hard to move her body, but it was delusional. What's even worse is that she feels the heat around her, and in a moment, the speed of the message spreads, and she doesn't have to think much about the thing wrapped around herself that is on fire!

"It's over!!" Mu Qingyang's heart was cold! There was a panic, although the feeling should be hot and hot, but she obviously felt a cold air spread all over her body from the soles of her feet for a moment. She suddenly felt herself shivering! In an instant, she experienced the artistic conception of almost ice and fire.

"......Whoa!" without any warning, and in an instant, the dark night sky was pouring rain.

Hua Lang witnessed the fire that ignited in an instant, and was extinguished by the heavy rain in a moment, but he paused, and then he reached out and picked up the shovel beside him, and quickly backfilled the pit with sand......

The raindrops of beans "smashed" on Mu Qingyang's face mercilessly, causing pain and pain! But she could immediately feel that the heat and high temperature around her quickly receded, and it seemed that she was drenched by this sudden rainstorm, which made her feel lucky all of a sudden.

The rain hit her face so hard that it didn't have the slightest room to dodge, and it went down her dry lips, little by little, little by little, little by little into her mouth, "Water!!" She tried to open her mouth slightly, more! more! Like a rain, little by little, little by little, it soaked into her body and mind, making her feel a little more comfortable than she had ever been.

But then, a choking earthy smell immediately covered up the slightest bit of comfort a few seconds ago.

Suddenly, suddenly, Mu Qingyang felt as if his body was being pressed down by something, and he became more and more heavy......

"It's mud and sand!" she began to clear her mind, and gradually realized that she had been "buried!"

The sediment is just such a layer, a layer...... It kept piling up until the cold wrapped around her body, heavy, heavy, and didn't give her a chance to breathe.

Just let her be like this, stuffy and depressed......

"Whew!" Hua Lang let out a long sigh of relief, pulled down the cloth belt wrapped around his face, and finally put his mind at ease. At this time, his whole body was already soaked by the heavy rain, but he just stood in the pouring rain, muttering to himself to the backfilled sand pit: "Here, General Zhongwu should be able to see the direction of the General's Mansion!"

Although there is no intersection between himself and the loyal general Mu Qingyang, when he thinks that Mu Qingyang was the most promising young general in Long Yan, now he can't die in battle, and he can't even return to the general's mansion after his death, and he feels a little sorry. He deliberately paid attention to find a small hill facing the capital of Longyan and buried Mu Qingyang, this was the only thing he could do at the moment.

Hanalang jumped on his horse and quickly ran in the direction of returning to the city. Accompanying King Chen on the expedition, although he has long been accustomed to life and death, it can be said that his heart is like water. There was a little discomfort in my heart. Mu Qingyang, young and promising, used to be so high-spirited, but at this time, he didn't even have a coffin for the shroud. I can't help but feel a little pity and can't bear it......