The white giant bamboo emitted a dazzling light at this time, and the power poured in from the branches and leaves, and the seemingly weak branches were as hard as gold and iron, tightly binding the head of the demon fox, and it could not move in the slightest.

The other party's eyes were still staring at Meng Nanxun at first, but in the end, like a sleepy baby, they closed little by little, but those eyes were obviously full of unwillingness. It fell into a long sleep, suppressed by the power of this giant bamboo, and locked its soul.

The head of the demon fox was incomparably huge, and the black qi around it was still pulsating regularly, and from a distance, it looked like a black flame burning out of thin air. But compared to this bamboo, it is still much smaller.

The white giant bamboo no longer grew, not even its branches and leaves swayed back and forth with the Void Hurricane, as if all time around it had stood still. When he was young, a section of the towering bamboo was cut open, and a petite person came out of it.

Meng Nanxun looked at the demon fox that had quieted down, feeling that the other party was completely banned, without the slightest leakage of black gas, and a stone in his heart was finally put down. But no matter what, for this little guy, she still felt more guilty than gratified.

"I'm sorry to ask you to sleep in this barren world for a while. Meng Nanxun was talking to her, but she didn't know if the other party could hear her, "Let's meet again, I will come back to see you from time to time, and when that time comes, you may be able to defeat me." ”

With that, she carved a string of symbols on the bamboo joints again, and then, the severed part gradually closed, and she glanced back at the demon fox again, and then fled into the distance. She looked at the jade flute in her hand, the light from which was already faint.

"Alas, sure enough, the power consumed to cast the sealing white tree is not ordinarily large, if it was to teach the fourth sister that they are here, maybe the little guy would have been beaten to the ground. ”

Thinking so, she muttered to herself, "It seems that it is necessary to go to the fourth sister." ”

As she spoke, her body stopped suddenly, her eyes looking back and forth around her, as if she was looking for something again. Meng Nanxun waved his hand violently, the jade flute in his palm was blazing with white light, and the momentum emitted enveloped the flute, like a sharp dagger, slicing the space in front of him without warning. She is always looking for the weakest point of the spatial barrier.

Meng Nanxun didn't pause, the petite figure flashed in quickly, and the crack also quickly closed under the influence of spatial turbulence, leaving no trace.

Behind it, a huge bamboo quietly illuminates this space.

Just as Lang Hatian and Liang Ping from the outside world were scratching their ears and cheeks, the head of the demon fox that was quietly suspended in mid-air suddenly struggled for no reason, and the fox had a distorted look on its face, as if it was suffering a lot. A whirlpool appeared in the center of it, sucking the black gas into it, and disappearing in the blink of an eye.

Then, they felt that the familiar aura of Meng Nanxun suddenly appeared around them. Lang Hatian and Liang Ping raised their heads and looked around, and found that at the whirlpool, a crack appeared out of thin air, and a figure flashed out of it.

Meng Nanxun fell to the ground lightly, and the two hurriedly surrounded him, and asked anxiously in his heart: "What's wrong, the demon fox has been subdued?"

Meng Nanxun nodded, didn't say anything more, and looked at Youju lying on the ground behind the two of them. Seeing that the matter had been resolved, and seeing Meng Nanxun's appearance, Lang Haotian and the others didn't plan to say anything, so they followed her to Youju's side.

The girl was still unconscious, with wounds all over her body, her hair was messy, and her breath was very weak. Lang Hattian and Liang Ping have been tossing all night, and now that all the crises have been solved, the feeling of exhaustion is coming like a tide, and they have found a place to lean on, wanting to rest for a while.

The surrounding black gas had dissipated, and the milky white morning mist spread again, and not long after, until the first rooster crow came from the settlement, the golden sun slowly rose, dispelling the morning mist, and Lang's eyes looked at the sun on the horizon, the soft light and the morning breeze, gently patting his face, reflecting the scars between his eyebrows, and that touch of melancholy.

He looked at the several corpses on the ground, sighed in his heart, and still had some doubts in his heart. Lang hated the sky and looked at Meng Nanxun who was standing on the side, and the other party always seemed to be never tired. Meng Nanxun also looked at him, and naturally saw the incomprehensible meaning in the other party's eyes.

"Why, still don't you understand what all this is going on?"

Lang hated and shook his head again.

Liang Ping had already fallen asleep.

"How to put it, this is actually a not very complicated thing, but the complexity is complicated, and the human heart is elusive. There are some details that I also heard from Liang Ping's mouth. You remember, the first day you were tied up here? ”

Lang hated the sky and nodded.

"But that is not the beginning of the whole affair, for you are playing a small but indispensable role. Within the You, the struggle between conservatives who advocate adhering to the beliefs of their ancestors and radicals who advocate the pursuit of freedom and going to the outside world has been going on for hundreds of years. ”

Lang hattian gradually understood.

"So, what Youju represents is the radical faction?"

Meng Nanxun nodded and continued: "And from the day you arrived, the two factions that had originally intensified to the point of irreconcilability, because of your appearance, the relationship became delicate, and they were each waiting for a suitable opportunity to start a war, and this opportunity was the sacrifice. ”

Meng Nanxun looked at Lang Hatian, who showed a somewhat surprised expression.

"Didn't they want to kill us because they hated us?"

"You are so naïve, do you know that at that sacrifice a few days ago, the people on both sides almost started to fight? But at that time, I took action and saved your life. Meng Nanxun Nunu mouthed, with a look of "I am very powerful", and Lang hated the sky a little speechless.

"Then why didn't you just show up and rescue us?"

"Because I don't want to get too involved in the affairs of the Phantom Clan, this is the vow I made tens of thousands of years ago. She turned her head to look at the chrysanthemum on the ground and sighed, "But it seems that it has been broken by my own hands." And I originally wanted to threaten Youbaihua and let her retreat and let you go directly, but she wanted to get more information from me and used you to threaten me in turn. Her actions disrupted my plans, and at the same time led to the injury of Youhuang and Youju, the resurgence of the woman in the black dress in the incense cave not long ago, and the series of events such as Youhao taking advantage of the chaos to sneak attack the camp. And then there is what I didn't expect, the awakening of her ancestral consciousness in Youju's body. ”

After listening to Meng Nanxun's narration, Lang hattian finally understood the whole story, and his heart was not a good feeling.

"However, you still have poison in your body. ”

"What!!" Lang hated the sky and jumped up from the ground, "then what to do!"

"Don't worry, I'll figure it out. ”

"Damn, you're not in a hurry, it's me who was poisoned!"

Lang hattian couldn't help cursing in his mouth: "I, who is graceful and graceful in the wind, am I really going to die in this place, but I haven't 。。。。。。 ”

Meng Nanxun didn't want to listen to him say such useless nonsense, so she turned around and moved the corpses of Youhuang and the others aside to put them away, and when she had just finished doing this, she couldn't hear the voice behind her.

Meng Nanxun turned his head and found that the other party was already asleep, and his breathing was very even.

"No heart and no lungs!" Meng Nanxun scolded with a smile.

And at this moment, she actually saw Youju open her eyes, slowly sit up, and look at herself. The two exchanged their eyes silently, and then, Youju looked at the mess around her, walked to Youbaihua's corpse, and leaned over to look at each other's pale and cold faces.

A tear fell on it.

Meng Nanxun watched him cry, and inadvertently glimpsed that a few steps away, in a collapsed tent, there was actually a person who was lifting the canvas and crawling out.

Night Horse is lucky not to die. There was no revenge in his heart, and he felt that it was better to die happily just now. But now, he looked at the crying Youju and changed his mind. In the surroundings, more and more guards and people under Yuan Youhao gathered here.

They looked at the tragic scene in front of them and understood that the battle had finally come to an end, so they all threw down their weapons and came to Youju's side.

Now, she is the only leader.

Youju's tears were still spilling silently. At the gate of the camp fence, the people of the settlement were attracted to it. They looked at the corpses strewn across the ground, and they were all shocked and did not dare to take a step forward.

"Look, someone's coming out of there!"

The crowd shouted with sharp eyes. Everyone looked into the depths of the camp, and sure enough, several figures appeared.

The closer they got, the clearer they became.

The person at the head is Youju, who is holding the corpse of Youbaihua in her arms, and then there is Ye Qi, pulling a board car, and on the wall are Youhuang, Youhao and the fat cook. Meng Nanxun was a small step behind him, grabbed the collars of Lang Hatian and Liang Ping with both hands, and dragged them on the ground.

Despite this, the two of them still fell asleep.

The last to follow were those who survived.

When the residents saw this, they couldn't help but feel a touch of sadness in their hearts. Youju stopped in front of the elders in the village and said nothing. Several respected elders in the village walked up to the front and beckoned everyone to get out of the way. The only thing that made a noise was the snoring of Lang Hattian.

The bodies of You Baihua and the others were cremated, and You Ju did not shed another tear.

Meng Nanxun stood beside her and asked her, "What are you going to do next?"

She thought for a moment, then turned her head with a bright and determined look on her face.

"I want to take the rest of the Ghost people to move elsewhere in the Ten Chaos Mountains. ”

Meng Nanxun was taken aback when he heard this.

"You've really figured it out?"

"Yes, I have already decided, those clansmen who don't want to hide anymore, I will let them go outside, and I will not force them. ”

Meng Nanxun was speechless for a long time, only the flames that rushed to the sky were burning wantonly until they engulfed the bodies of You Baihua and others.

Lang hattian and Liang Ping slept for a whole day, and after several days of cultivation, they were able to move freely.

"Oh my god, my body hurts to death. ”

"Yes, my old bones are almost useless, but this is much luckier than the one in Yuhua Town. ”

"Oh yes, what about our stuff!"

"Damn, I've forgotten about it, I won't be destroyed by fire!"

Lang hatetian hurriedly jumped off the bed, and one accidentally lay on the ground, but he couldn't care about the pain anymore and was anxious. At this moment, Meng Nanxun walked in from outside the house and threw the things in his hands to the two.

"Your baggage is here, and I have found it for you. ”

Lang hattian and Liang Ping opened it and found that it was not damaged, and they couldn't help but be overjoyed.

"Hurry up and get dressed and come out, there is something important. ”

"Ah, what's wrong again!?"

"Just follow me, what so much nonsense!" Meng Nanxun left this sentence and turned his head and went out.

On this day, the people of the village have packed their belongings and are ready to go. Youju and the remaining more than 200 clansmen said goodbye to Lang Hattian and others in the square of the settlement. Before leaving, Youju handed a white porcelain vase into Lang Hatian's hand.

"This is the antidote you and this grandpa need, take it. ”

"Do you really want to decide to take your people into seclusion。。。。。。? ”

"Well, it's my own decision, my mother is dead, and someone has to inherit her faith. ”

Lang hated the sky and was speechless, but he felt sorry for her in his heart. Youju seemed to see his thoughts, and smiled at him and said, "You don't have to worry about me, my heart is free now." ”

After saying that, she stood on tiptoe, kissed Lang Hatian on the forehead, and then ran away in shame. Ye Qi followed closely behind Youju, and also waved goodbye to Lang Hatian.

He was so caught up by this sudden kiss that he couldn't come back to his senses for a long time, and when he woke up, he opened his mouth and shouted, "Youju, where are you moving to!?"

"I don't know, but I'm sure we'll meet again one day!"

Her melodious voice echoed in Lang Hatian's mind. Meng Nanxun stood on the mountainside, holding the jade flute in his mouth, and played a tune for them to see them off.

The flowers around the settlement are in full bloom, as if to say goodbye to them. Lang Hatian and Liang Ping climbed to the top of a mountain in the direction they were about to go, looked back at Youju and his party who were about to disappear in the distant valley, and watched them leave.

When will we see each other again?

Perhaps, it's time for the flowers to bloom again.

The warm spring breeze came, and the residents seemed to have forgotten the blood that had just been shed, and their emotions were high, and they began to sing. In the crowd, a woman who had just given birth, with her son in her arms, followed at the back of the line. She looked back at the deserted settlement for the last time, and reluctantly continued on her way.

Meng Nanxun jumped into the sky, flew into the sky, and floated into the clouds.

The road ahead is long, the flute is long, and the baby in the swaddling clothes does not know how to leave.