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General Qinglong's eyelids trembled violently, and he tried to turn his head to look at Nangong Douling, as if he had a lot to say in his mouth.

He slowly raised his head, Nangong Douling leaned down and put his ear to his mouth, and she only heard him exhale a solemn and long sigh from his throat.

Nangong Douling waited for a long time, but he didn't hear Qinglong say half a word.

Qinglong's reaction was silent, and it was depressing.

Nangong Douling straightened his body, and saw that Qinglong's pupils had loosely spread, no life, no light, no breathing disappeared in his nose, and his chest stopped rising and falling.

Nangong Douling didn't believe this fact at first, she pressed her fingers between his neck, without any pulse.

She hung her arms in a decadent manner and sat still.

Yuexian walked from the side, looked at Nangong Douling, and asked in astonishment, "...... he Dead?"

Nangong Douling did not answer.

Yes, Qinglong is dead.

She failed.

She promised that Qinglong would survive, but she didn't do it.

Qinglong was destined to die young, but she didn't expect that he would die in front of her.

Seeing her look so sad, Yuexian seemed to be unable to bear to ask again, so she sat cross-legged on her knees and accompanied her quietly.

There was no movement on General Quicksand's side, and it is estimated that he had lost his breath the moment he fell.

Nangong Douling sat next to Qinglong's corpse for a long time, the afternoon sun gradually tilted towards the west, she seemed to shiver, her body trembled, and she came back to her senses.

Raising her hand, she stroked Qinglong's cheeks, closed Qinglong's eyelids, untied the strips of cloth wrapped around his arms, and took off the firewood knife.

Even when he died, she still respected his body as if it were a living person.

Remorse, self-blame, regret and grief gnawed at her heart, and she had never felt so powerless.

Why...... It's like this every time? The aura will run out at critical moments, she is not a passing soul attractor at all, the master is right, she is just a half-ass, not into the stream.

The forest was so quiet that even the sound of falling leaves falling to the ground could be heard clearly.

Nangong Douling heard a crisp sound from his waist.

She took out the hourglass from the cloth bag, and the last glass bead fell just now.

Nangong Douling looked at the hourglass and muttered to himself, "Can't you go back?"

She raised her head and stared at the sky of the Warring States, covered with sunset, the sun was sinking, and the night was about to plunder the earth.

Could it really be that as Venerable Rest said, she had to live on her own in this strange time? she would never be able to go back to Qingcheng, and she would never see her family and friends, and her eyes became dark and desperate at the thought of this.

The sky was dark in an instant, the temperature plummeted, and the villagers carried torches into the forest, calling out, "Master Jun, General Qinglong, where are you?"

It seems that there are still people who are concerned about her life and death.

As the torch approached, Bi Tao'er ran over from the bright light and found Nangong Douling sitting next to Qinglong's corpse in a daze.

There was a rustling sound among the fallen leaves, and Bi Tao'er was frightened, and saw the figure of a small animal speeding into the woods.

Nangong Douling looked at the direction of Yuexian's departure, indifferent, and his heart was numb.

Yuexian didn't want to meet these villagers, so he left, Nangong Douling had no reason to keep him.

She lowered her eyelids again and stared at the demeanor of Qinglong's death, as if she was asleep, peaceful and quiet.

Bi Tao'er nudged her shoulder, "Are you alright?"

Nangong Douling did not answer.

The villagers gathered over, saw the corpse of General Qinglong, and immediately hugged and cried with the people next to them, their savior died, and they couldn't stop crying with regret.

The village chief walked with a wooden cane, took off the pipe from his mouth, and instructed the villagers to jointly lift the bodies of General Qinglong and General Quicksand and transport them back to the village.

The village chief looked at Nangong Douling, shook his head, sighed sadly, was silent, and followed the villagers back to the village while smoking a pipe.

Only Bi Taoer is left here.

"Girl, the wound on your head is okay, is it?"

Nangong Douling shook his head in a faint amplitude that was almost invisible.

Bi Tao'er took out the cloth shoes and soul-attracting flags that Nangong Douling had left before from her arms and placed them neatly in front of her.

"I picked it up on the road when I came looking for you. ”

Nangong Douling looked at the objects on the ground, and thought, I can't go back, what's the use of keeping this soul-attracting flag?

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The villagers built a straw hut to stop the spirit.

She did not explain the grievances between General Qinglong and General Quicksand, nor did she explain to the villagers why the two died.

When she returned to the village, she said only one thing: "Keep the bodies of the two men separate." ”

Then she knelt down on her knees and stood guard in front of the straw mat covered with General Qinglong for four days and five nights, not eating a drop of water, not eating, not talking, not moving, like a stone.

No one understood her feelings.

It would be nice if Master was here, someone would scold her, but it would make her clearer, and Master would definitely accuse her of being arrogant and not doing what she could, and killing Qinglong.

Nangong Douling slightly tightened the fist on his knees, and for the first time in his life, he tasted defeat, as if he had been drained of all his strength, and he couldn't cheer up.

She touched her limits, she felt that she was not omnipotent, Master always said that she was a useless waste, she had always denied it, and now she can't recognize it.

The villagers gathered outside the grass hut where the spirit was stopped, talking to each other, and the sound was very low, but Nangong Doubell could hear it.

"The military master can't kneel down in front of the body of General Qinglong, he doesn't eat or drink, how is it good, the spirit guard is not such a law-abiding, how can the body withstand it?"

"Didn't he say that he knew magic? How could he let General Qinglong die miserably in the woods? Who was the enemy who killed him? And who was the other man in military uniform and armor?"

"I quietly went to the grass hut to take a look, and turned over the military badge from the corpse, which said that General Quicksand was a colleague of General Qinglong. ”

"The death of two generals near our village is really unlucky, and the death is unknown, do you guess, the one who killed the murderer will be this military master who knows magic?"

"I just said it was strange, why did he want to break us out of the woods......"

"Impossible!" Bi Tao'er walked out from behind and shouted to stop their gossip, "This girl deliberately broke you off in order to fight the real murderer who trapped General Qinglong, the purpose is to prevent you from getting hurt!

"Isn't he a man...... girl?"

"No matter how she looks at it, it's all women! you blind people!" Bi Tao'er said vigorously, forgetting that she had also been "blind" before.

"What!" everyone was surprised, and the discussion became louder.