"Is that okay?" Rouge drew patterns on the ground using the method that Qing Ming had taught her. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Qing Ming shook his head, then opened his eyes wide to look at the talisman that Rouge had drawn on the ground. "I'll see. Hmm, that spot in the bottom right corner is a little bigger. ”

"Oh." After Qing Ming finished speaking, Yan Rong nodded, and then drew the dotted ferret in the lower right corner a little bigger according to Qing Ming's words. "Is that okay?"

"Uh-huh." Qingming nodded. "That's it, you move a little to the side. I'm going to start chanting mantras. ”

After Qingming finished speaking, Rourong floated to the other side of the house. The originally stupid and stupid Li Gongzi has been thrown into the Ding Furnace and seems to have been refined. Rouge had already begun to notice that her mind was becoming dull. I believe that in the near future, she will become as stupid and stupid as Li Gongzi and be thrown into the Ding Furnace.

Qing Ming looked at the spell drawn on the ground and muttered softly. After a while, I saw the spell on the ground turn golden and float in midair. Then the golden spell disintegrated and reassembled in the air, and in a short time the spell turned into a mirror. Qing Ming watched as the spell turned into a mirror, and he stopped chanting the words in his mouth. He looked in the mirror and spoke. "Senior brother, I'm still alive, come quickly. Time is running out. Qingming wanted to say something more, but there was footsteps in the hallway.

Qing Ming hurriedly recited the spell again, and the mirror turned into a charm again and disappeared into the air.

Squeak. The door was pushed open. The man in white walked in, this time holding a brocade box in her hand. She placed the brocade box in the corner, together with the brocade box that contained the heart of the rouge. Then she picked up the box that contained the heart of the rouge and walked to the furnace.

"Eight-tailed fox senior, why? Why? Qingming looked at the man in white, his voice hoarse. It seems to be because he hasn't eaten for a long time, or because of anger.

Mo Li glanced at Qingming.

The little Taoist priest she had captured had been nailed to the gallows for a few days at this time, and his wounds had already scabbed. If he hadn't spoken out, Mo Li would have almost forgotten his existence.

Because Mo Li didn't answer his words, Qingming spoke again. "The rumored eight-tailed fox predecessor is a person who never kills, why did you become like this? I want to know. He looked at Mo Li with a sincere light in his eyes.

Mo Li looked at Qingming's question, she was still silent, and in an instant, Yan Rong's heart was thrown into the furnace. And in the corner, Rourong's eyes became dull at the moment when her heart was thrown into the Ding Furnace. She became exactly like the Li Gongzi she had once seen.

After finishing the movements in his hand, Mo Li walked in front of Qingming step by step. She stared into Qingming's eyes. The man in front of him has a pure heart. His eyes were clear and transparent.

"Because...... I can't watch the people I love dearly in front of me. ”

The Eight-Tailed Heavenly Fox only needs to cultivate for another hundred years to achieve the Nine-Tailed Thunder Tribulation, but even if he becomes a god, the Three Thousand Worlds will never be able to change him back. If you can save him, no matter how much blood and sin you have, you will be willing to bear it.

"So, is he willing?" Qingming looked at Mo Li in front of him and asked softly.

"It doesn't matter, the important thing is that it's enough for him to live."

"Have you ever thought that when he learns that you got his life back like this, he will still be willing to live?" Qingming's words hit Mo Li's heart like a hammer. She looked at Qing Ming who said this in a daze. But then her expression changed. "Don't try to trick me into giving up with words." With that, she brushed her sleeves and left. Leaving Qingming to continue to be nailed to the gallows.

After Mo Li left, Qing Ming closed his eyes again, and there was a feeling of hunger in his abdomen, which he was about to lose over. Senior Brother Lou Luan, come quickly.

The golden spell dissipated in the air and flew towards where Lou Luan was.

Lou Luan and Xie Zhao walked back to Lou Xiyan's residence from outside the city, and as soon as they sat down, they saw golden runes floating in from outside, slowly forming a mirror in front of the two people.

In the mirror, Qing Ming was nailed to the gallows, and he seemed a little embarrassed. He looked in the mirror with a tired look in his eyes.

"Senior brother, I'm still alive, come quickly. Time is running out. ”

Lou Luan stood up abruptly. It seemed that he wanted to rush out but stumbled suddenly. He had a look of chagrin on his face. seems to be thinking about how such a body can stumble even when it walks, how can it rescue Qingming.

"Lou Luan, calm down. Before the day after tomorrow, Qingming can't die. ”

"Qing Ming he...... As long as you are hungry to a certain extent, you will fall into another state. Back then, Shizun picked him up in the pile of dead. Lou Luan struggled to stand up straight. I've got to get him out before then. ”

Looking at the back of Lou Luan insisting on leaving, Xie Zhao knew that she couldn't stop Lou Luan from speaking. "Give me a quarter of an hour, I'll go and redress the wound, and I'll go with you."

"It's none of your business." Lou Luan turned his head to look at Xie Zhao.

"Where to go is my freedom." Xie Zhao stood up and walked to Lou Luan step by step. She looked up at Lou Luan, who was a head taller than her. "And, even if my right hand doesn't work, I still have my left hand to hold a knife."

Lou Luan looked at Xie Zhao, as if he had compromised, and he sat back in his chair again.

Xie Zhao waved to the maid sweeping the floor outside the house, and motioned for her shoulder to be bandaged. A quarter of an hour later, Xie Zhao held the knife in his left hand a little awkwardly and Lou Luan set off again.

Following the trajectory of the golden charm, the two of them came to the outside of the city in all directions. It was already afternoon.

The sun has put away its scorching light, becoming warmer, and shining on people's bodies makes people feel very comfortable.

Xie Zhao looked around with a knife in his left hand. "This is it."

Lou Luan watched the golden spell stop in the air, he thought for a moment, and then lowered his head and looked at the ground. Will it be underground?

Noticing Lou Luan's gaze, Xie Zhao looked at his feet. "What do you mean...... Is it possible to be underneath? ”

"Not sure, but it's very likely."

Xie Zhao raised his left hand to hold Lin Feng after Lou Luan said this, and then slammed the knife into the ground. In an instant, with the wind as the center, cracks appeared on the ground and began to spread around.

Lou Luan didn't expect Xie Zhao to use such a way.

"Don't worry, I'm measured." Xie Zhao hooked the corners of his mouth, and his smile was full of ill intentions.

Lou Luan was silent.

Deep underground, Mo Li, who was throwing herbs into the Ding Furnace, felt a vibration. In a flash, they actually chased after them. She couldn't let anyone stop her plans. Suddenly, Mo Li's eyes glanced at Qing Ming in the corner. A plan arises in mind.

She walked up to Qingming. "Little Taoist, your companion is here. Happy? ”

"I knew my brother was coming." Qing Ming's voice was weak, and he grinned as if he was smiling.

As soon as Mo Li's words changed, she lowered her voice and said in Qingming's ear. "But I can't let you stop my plans. So I decided to give you and your companion a big gift. After speaking, Mo Li showed a secretive smile.

At the end of Qingming's consciousness, the eight-tailed fox Mo Li showed him a smile that he couldn't understand.

Above the ground, about a quarter of an hour had passed since Xie Zhao had plunged his knife into the ground. Mo Li appeared in front of the two of them with Qingming on his shoulder. There was no sadness or joy on her face, and her eyes were a pool of deep water dead silence. Step by step, she approached the two of them.

"If you want to bring back this little Taoist priest, you can do it. As long as you don't come and bother with my business. ”

"Good. We won't bother you until you're done. Xie Zhao spoke before Lou Luan spoke. She held the knife tightly in her left hand, as if she was guarding Mo Li.

"Don't be so wary, after all, if I wanted to kill you, it would be easy." Saying that, Mo Li's figure appeared in front of Lou Luan, and she threw the Qingming she was carrying on her shoulder to Lou Luan. Then a white fog rose all around. Mo Li's voice came faintly in the white mist. "Fall into the deepest nightmare."

As soon as she said this, her breath completely disappeared.

Xie Zhao heard Mo Li say this sentence and secretly said that it was not good, so he hurriedly kept the clarity in his mind, but it was still too late. The surrounding white fog turned into a battlefield full of wolf smoke in an instant.

She became the Xie Zhao who held the three-foot Qingfeng to defend the city again.

The crumbling and crumbling city walls are surrounded by old and weak soldiers of no more than a few thousand people.

Under the city is the shouting and invective of Jiang Guo's soldiers.

The city of Mobei is about to be broken.

His fists clenched, his nails dug into his flesh. She pondered what she was supposed to do.

Suddenly, someone behind her tapped her on the shoulder. "Xiao Zhao, don't be afraid. The worst outcome is the destruction of the city. I've always been with you, Jin Ge Iron Horse, life and death. ”

"Murong, you're here." Xie Zhao knew who the person behind him was when he heard the voice.

Little by little, he broke the tight fist that Xie Zhao clenched, and then clenched. Let's look at everything under the city.

"Murong, how long do you think we can hold out?" Xie Zhao looked blankly into the distance. "The world...... Royalty...... I often wonder if I was right or wrong to be ordered to guard this desert north. ”

"Xiao Zhao, I don't know the answer either. The books I read since I was a child told me to be loyal to the monarch and love the country, but now the people in power are brutal, the people are not happy, and there are many rebels everywhere. Speaking of this, Murong Yao took a deep breath, and the hand he held Xie Zhao seemed to ooze sweat, and Xie Zhao felt a slight tingling pain coming from his palm. She turned her head to look at Murong Yao's side face. Murong Yao felt Xie Zhao's gaze and continued to speak. "I often wonder, what are we fighting for? When we defended this city, the superiors in Shengjing should still be immersed in a beautiful dream of wind and snow at this moment. But we are freezing in this cold weather, and the brothers we watched die one by one. Do such emperors still have to be protected? In the end, Murong Yao hesitated.

"General, it's not good. Beijon attacked again. Our gates will last for half an hour at most. ”

"It seems that the time has come to choose." Xie Zhao said, closing his eyes and taking a deep breath. Then she opened her eyes. "Command all the soldiers to slaughter the city."

"What?"

"Slaughter the city." Xie Zhao took another deep breath. "It is better to die at the hands of your comrades than to fall into the hands of the Beirong people and be humiliated. After slaughtering the city, I will go to the battlefield with me, and we will all die. ”

"Yes."

"Xiao Zhao." Murong Yao held Xie Zhao's hand tightly. In half an hour they will be farewell. In today's battle, you will only lose and not win. And then they will all die.

Xie Zhao sat up violently, and after taking a deep breath to calm her mood for a long time, she looked around. Lou Luan and Qing Ming were still immersed in Mo Li's illusion.

Those golden iron horses are gone. Xie Zhao told himself this, but his hand would still unconsciously clasp into his palm.