In less than ten minutes, the fire had completely subsided, except for the cracking of the grease of the unburned corpses, and the screams of ghost wrens could no longer be heard. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoThe entire hatchery was filled with smoke and scorching stench, and through the smoke you could see the signs that the inferior blades scattered here and there were faint signs of being burned red.

Wen Yiming knew that he wanted to lean against the gap in the door to let the smoke clear, but he didn't know when he would have to wait. Patted the psychic crow behind him with his backhand, and heard it muttering twice, Wen Yiming controlled his breathing and said, "Go outside and probe the wind." ”

The psychic crow swayed and pounced through the smoke, and after a while, it turned around and landed on Wen Yiming's shoulder, "Safe!"

Wen Yiming glanced at Qin Li next to him and slapped him in the face a few times. The smoke was thick, Wen Yiming didn't dare to sigh if he wanted to, no matter how he said it, he could be regarded as having fought side by side, if he didn't have this hard help, he knew that even if he could carry it, he would not be far from death.

"Uh... Ahem..."Qin Li groaned in pain, and coughed violently with the wet cloth on his face, and blood continued to choke out of his mouth and nose.

Wen Yiming covered his mouth and said, "How is it? Those beasts are all dead." ”

"Uhhhh I can't do it!" Qin Li pinched the wet cloth in his hand, glanced at the white-haired Wen Yiming gratefully, and said with a wry smile, "Let's go... Ahem..."

Wen Yiming didn't have a good impression of Qin Li, but in this ruin, the two of them came to the point of fighting side by side from their enemies, and their hearts changed somewhat. In addition, there is no hope for the road to survival, and he is much more indifferent to the past, and maybe he will die of old age in this ruin.

Alas, Wen Yiming sighed secretly, anyway, it won't take much effort to carry you to the city gate to breathe. In this ruined ruins that are rarely seen by the light of day, if there are many people, they will not be so lonely...

Thinking about it, Wen Yiming lifted Qin Li's arm and carried it to his shoulder, and after putting away the shield and Xuanwu key, he condensed his true qi to choose a safe place to stay, and ran through the smoke towards the city gate as fast as he could.

As soon as Wen Yiming arrived at the city gate, he hurriedly took out two shields and put them underneath, jumped on his hot feet and stood up, and threw the Xuanwu spoon on the shield. Only then did he let go of Qin Li, fanning the smoke vigorously through the gap in the city gate, and breathing through the air that did not have many gaps. And the psychic black flew out early and flew freely.

The temperature of the city gate is also extremely high, but it can withstand the cold air of the basalt spoon.

Qin Li gasped and said, "Thank you, cough... The past..."

Wen Yiming waved his hand and said, "Forget it, you and I will probably die of old age here, and if there is anything out of this city gate, let's talk about it." ”

Qin Li smiled bitterly, calmed his breath, shook his head and said, "I don't have a chance, I can't imagine that I, Qin Li, have been proud all my life, but I ended up like this, alas... Li Qing, I really want to know what sect cultivates a demon like you. ”

Wen Yiming found that Qin Li's breath was in chaos, but his speech was no longer intermittent, he turned his head to look, and saw that his pupils had dilated, knowing that it was a return to light, and he was not far from death. I couldn't help but sigh, "Twin Cities Faction!"

"......" Qin Li's pupils seemed to be focused, staring at Wen Yiming's eyes, and after a while, he shook his head and smiled, "I didn't expect it, no one would have thought of it, no wonder you would take such good care of Shuangcheng." ”

Qin Li withdrew his gaze, looked outside the city gate, and muttered, "Twin Cities, it is really good at demons." Situ Qianjian two hundred years ago, Liang Zhi fifty years ago, and even the Feng brothers more than ten years ago were geniuses that were beyond our reach, alas! But compared to you, they are not real demons. It's a pity, it's a pity..."

Wen Yiming tore his trousers like shorts, and while bandaging the wound with strips of cloth, he said, "There's nothing to be sorry for, life and death are fate, and wealth is in the sky." ”

Qin Li coughed a few times and said, "It's not that you're a pity, it's a twin city, and it's a matter of time before you perish!"

"Oh, what do you mean by that?" Wen Yiming said in surprise, "I see that the Twin Cities Sect is not only rich in books, but also unremarkable. ”

Qin Li snorted lightly, took a few breaths, and said, "The Twin Cities Sect's collection of books is very large, this is just a little. The real reason for its many enemies is said to be that the Twin Cities faction hides a shocking mystery. ”

"How do you know about the earth-shattering mystery?" Wen Yiming asked.

"I've only heard that I can't get a secret out of what I do. Qin Li laughed to himself.

Wen Yiming frowned and said, "Chief Disciple of Qingyun Castle, this identity is not enough for you to stink?"

Qin Li turned his head to look at Wen Yiming, and sneered, "Let's fight, do you see that my martial arts path is like Qingyun Castle! Qingyun Castle is just a chess piece that can be used." ”

Wen Yiming didn't know the number of Qingyun Castle's martial arts paths, but it didn't prevent him from judging that Qin Li's martial arts belonged to the path of the Yin Cult. Hearing his words, he was also very shocked, even Qingyun Castle was just a chess piece, what kind of existence was the force hidden behind it? But one thing he knew was that this force must not be in the south, and this shallow water could not afford to raise that kind of big fish!

So he asked, "The Shuangcheng Sect doesn't even dare to provoke the Famous Sword Heavenly Gate, let alone Qingyun Castle, let alone the forces behind your so-called supposed." As you said, if you want to destroy the Twin Cities, a random Martial King is enough, and you can afford to wait for so many years?"

"It is said that the Heaven-Sent Continent... Each area is guarded by a super god-given god of war, who is called the guardian god of war! No, true. Qin Li's speed of speech gradually slowed down, and his breath was a little uncatchable, but he still said slowly, "External forces enter the territory, whether it is one person or one of them, they will not stop it." However, once the sect forces are mobilized or high-level martial cultivators are dispatched to attack and invade the local sect, the guardian god of war will appear, and no matter what the reason, he will directly attack and kill his external forces. And it will mobilize the other three guardian gods of war to uproot the unruly external forces..."

"Super God-given War God, I'll do it!" Wen Yiming was shocked, "Isn't this equivalent to four people controlling the situation in the entire Heaven-Sent Continent?"

Qin Li's mouth and nose choked out a large amount of blood in the cough again, and his voice was extremely weak, "Almost, although... I don't know if it's true or not, but no one in the Heaven-Sent Continent dares not to face up to this unwritten rule... Then..."

Wen Yiming squatted down and vigorously stimulated Qin Li's several awakening acupoints, he still had a lot of doubts, and asked very quickly, "What is the force behind Qingyun Castle, where is it, is there their stronghold in the south?"

Qin Li's pupils had completely dilated, and the faint whisper in his mouth was intermittent, "Saint, Saint... altar..."

"Hey, wake up..."Wen Yiming shook Qin Li vigorously, but found that his breathing and heartbeat had stopped, and he had lost his life.

Wen Yiming let go of Qin Li and let out a long sigh, although he knew that he couldn't get out, he still subconsciously cared about the crisis behind the twin cities. Although he didn't know much news, Wen Yiming still felt that he had gained a lot.

Especially for the first time he had heard about the super god-given god of war guarding the local area. If this is true, then the Twin Cities faction will at least not worry about the attack of foreign forces. And the strength of the southern part of the mainland, if you don't gather the big sects, it will still be a little difficult to break through the siege in one fell swoop.

"What earth-shattering mystery is hidden in the Twin Cities?" Wen Yiming was puzzled, could it be that even the Twin Cities Sect itself didn't know, otherwise how could it never rise. What is the force behind Qingyun Castle?

Wen Yiming took some external healing medicine, bandaged the wound, and said to himself with low eyebrows, "Holy altar?

"Dream! I'll go... What the hell?" Wen Yiming was suddenly startled, and his fingers shook and rubbed on the wound without realizing it.

He remembered the old man with white hair who appeared in his dream at the bottom of the cave where he first met the psychic black, and he often said two words in his dreams.

With the rapid running of thoughts in his mind, Wen Yiming was so shocked that the corners of his mouth twitched...