The hands of the Qianhua Daoist looked gray and slender in the night, and the upper and lower knuckles of the hands were covered with rings of different shapes, and the sound was as piercing as the clashing of swords.

He said, "You've had another seizure, it seems that you'll never be able to get rid of the Blood God Temple Master, which reminds me of the first time I met you, and the screams of the previous Blood Sect still lingered in my ears." ”

It took Jian Yusheng a long time to recover from the pain, and his expression became calm and calm again.

"You are looking for me this time, what is new. Jian Yusheng said.

Qianhua Daoist smiled mockingly, and replied, "I'm here to remind you that the war in Huarong City is coming to an end, but our goal has not yet been achieved. ”

After hearing the news, Jian Yusheng silently tied the Lan Che sword back to his waist. "How much time is left?"

"Let's talk about a few more months, Tianji's army has gone too far, and the supply behind it can't be supplied, and the reinforcements from Tianjian Gate have arrived, and they can't capture Huarong City, you have been delaying here for too long, she already knows that you have transferred the main force of the blood puppet here, don't you plan to attack the city well? ”

Jian Yusheng's face was expressionless. "I'm thinking about it. ”

Qianhua Daoist said disdainfully: "Because there are your clansmen in the city, this is not like you, I heard you say that there are five people who became a blood movement with you, and one person will be heavier than five?"

Jian Yusheng's brows furrowed: "He's different." ”

Qianhua Daoist shook his head and said with regret: "Okay, you have your own ideas, but you must know that your enemy has obtained the heaven-level weapon Soul Sword, even if there is a sun-destroying bow, it may not kill her, if you fail, I will sacrifice you as an outcast, seize the opportunity, Jian Yusheng, I really like you a little, in other words, you are all monsters, monsters, heaven-level weapons? ”

Jian Yusheng replied coldly. "I know, it seems that something is wrong with the Soul Sword, and she can't use it freely. ”

"So it's all the more important for you to seize this opportunity. ”

"I will. ”

Qianhua Daoist said indifferently: "Jian Yusheng, you have the revenge heart to give up everything, and you are forced to endure by the enemy's side, and you are thoughtful. I want to take every opportunity to get revenge, sometimes I feel that you are very similar to me, I used to have a group of brothers, but they all died for a noble goal, a group of fools, only I was left, became a lone wolf, and my sympathy began to flare up again after a long absence. ”

Jian Yusheng said: "You are a Qianhua Daoist, and some people say that you are a bounty hunter, a conspirator, a moving treasure, and a betrayer. ”

Qianhua Daoist smiled. "It's all in vain. ”

Jian Yusheng glanced at the rings that the Qianhua Daoist had tied to the upper and lower knuckles, the rings had illusion fluctuations, and their original appearance had been transformed into unpretentious, full of mysteries like their masters.

Jian Yusheng shook his head: "I am not the same kind of person as you. ”

"But I see suspicion in your eyes, and you're also a traitor, aren't you? ”

Jian Yusheng's eyes were cold and silent.

Qianhua Daoist suddenly thought of something and broke the deadlock. "One more thing, did you catch a one-eyed, blindfolded man?"

Jian Yusheng said: "On the way to the march, I caught a group of people, probably escaped from Ancheng, but I didn't find that they were carrying weapons, and those people turned against them directly, and they were placed in the gang room by General Tiehuan, no one likes traitors, and one of them is the same as what you said." ”

Speaking of traitors, Jian Yusheng's heart hurt inexplicably, he was committed to the Blood God Temple with the hatred of extermination, he can be regarded as a traitor, Qianhua Daoist is right, he will betray the Blood God Temple in the future, thinking of this, he showed a wry smile.

"Remember what I said. The Qianhua Daoist slowly retreated into the darkness, leaving a word, floating in the cold air.

"One-armed man, find that one-eyed man, interrogate him well, he escaped from Anseong, maybe you know something, remember our agreement, give me the sun-destroying bow, and I will give you the elixir to control the blood into a demon, and leave you a chance to draw the bow, and then you can kill her." ”

The blue moon cast a thin light, and the Qianhua Dao people completely returned to darkness.

Jian Yusheng didn't say a word, turned to leave.

From the dark forest behind them, there was the sound of footsteps fading away, and the hoarse voice unique to the Qianhua Daoist.

"Listen to that tick, it's the bell of fate ringing. ”

......

The long night passed, and the first rays of the morning sun shone on the ruined walls of Anseong.

Shadows grow and extend on the back of the walls.

The fallen leaves are covered in snow and piled up into small mountain packs, turning into winter skeletons.

The defenders of the city added cotton shirts to their armor to protect them from the cold winter.

The two armies fought against each other, but they had to endure the severe test of nature together.

The army of the dead defended the wai wei of the Tianji army, after a blizzard, like a dead tree, motionless, pale skin like chapped birch bark.

Also covered in snow was the devastated land, the corpses of soldiers, the broken blades, the broken flags, intertwined.

In front of the city gates, the corpses of the four barbarian giants remained in a helpless and struggling position.

In addition to the Tianji Empire, the crisis in Anseong is also in the city, where the city lord piled up supplies in the city lord's tower, and was attacked by mobs in the middle of the night.

had to divide a team to guard the city lord's tower, led by the hundred-bladed general Li Xi.

The rest of the Chiyun army was still guarding the city wall, and the Tianji army, which was two miles apart, was on guard with each other

Inside the general's black tent in the Tianji camp.

The officers were gathered together, and the Iron Ring General had a grim face, and a tiger-headed long knife worn by the soldiers was placed horizontally on the table, and his own saber had already broken in the competition.

Anyone could see General Hooke's displeasure.

Standing with General Tiehuan was Jian Yusheng, who exuded an icy aura that made all the officers unconsciously avoid their gaze.

"What a disappointment!" said General Tiehuan, looking around, bowing his head in shame everywhere he looked. "A little Anseong is still there!"

A young general with a lot of prestige who looked a little similar to General Tiehuan said: "We didn't know that Ancheng had so many troops and was so well-equipped, that Ancheng City Lord was a careerist, we should go back to Huarong City to support the big army, we shouldn't waste time here, it's time to end this meaningless battle!"

The soldiers chimed in.

"Yes!"

"We shouldn't waste time here, Anseong doesn't matter at all. ”

"We've come too far!"

Jian Yusheng opened his mouth and said: "The war in Huarong City has become variable, the Heavenly Sword Sect has already converged with Wanchen, and it is said that the Immortal Sect is also coming here. ”

Everyone was silent when they heard the news.

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