When I hit the ground, my internal organs shook violently, and I was about to faint in pain. (Fengwu Literature Network http://www.qiuwu.net.)

http://www.qiuwu.net) Ice @ Fire! When the Chinese regained consciousness a little, I got up very quickly, hurriedly did not distinguish between the southeast and the northwest, and picked a valley road to run away.

The canyon was long and deep, and it was so cold that I shivered from the cold and felt like I should hide as I ran. If what Yuan Qingshi said is true, then the value of my storage is really immeasurable, and the rare Cheng dù is comparable to the extreme tears Xuanchen. I just don't know which is higher than the benefits brought to them by destroying Chongzheng County, but it doesn't hurt to gamble, even if you miss the time to go out of the battle, you have to stay here for three more months, but as long as Yang Xiuyi is there, you can't be afraid.

I was about to choose a good place to hide in the sun without wind and sunshine, but when I turned a valley pass, I saw a crowd rushing towards me under the hillside in the distance.

Dugu Tao pulled Song Eighteen, followed by Light Kite and She Yi, and they chased the sea of people behind them. I rubbed my eyes, and my heart suddenly rose to my throat, those who are people, not to mention the bleeding of the seven orifices, some even have half of their heads cut off, and they don't even have the seven orifices, their bodies are dripping with black juice, and the flesh and blood are blurred, and they are dead soldiers.

The long wind came quickly, bringing an overwhelming fishy smell that made people want to vomit. I shouted their names and jumped down the slope, but it was too far away, in the wilderness of space, and the sound was instantly blown into the wind.

I ran quickly, and the mountain wall where Bai Mang was located was behind me on my right, and it didn't take two miles of those dead battles to fly ashes in an instant. Dugu They just need to be faster, faster, but when they are about to touch the Wangxiang Stone Formation, the light kite was pulled by the hair by a dead soldier, Song Eighteen turned around very quickly, raised his sword and slashed, but was entangled by other dead soldiers who followed closely.

This is the first time I've seen her fight with all her might, flexible and light between the stabs, no fancy, no mud and water, if she is facing a living person, it is never a problem for her to block twenty or thirty people alone.

But the death is different. Sharp blades can push people back, but they don't. They don't know what fear and pain are, and the only thing they have in the world is greed for flesh, a bloodlust* that keeps them unstoppable and fearless.

I hastened my pace, and by the time I arrived, the four of them were covered in blood. Song Eighteen and She Yi were red-eyed, the light kite screamed and slashed, Dugu Tao had no kung fu, but his strong physique was enough to see that he was not an ordinary weak scholar. Moreover. He had a good grasp of the situation. In such a chaotic situation. He was able to calmly analyze the shape of the enemy and himself, and led them to move backwards slowly, leaving behind a dead battle that was headless but still writhing his body.

Hearing my voice, Dugutao turned his head. His deep eyebrows narrowed slightly, and he suddenly took out a dagger and flew at me. I exclaimed, and ducked to the side, but I couldn't dodge, but fortunately I avoided the point.

He pulled out the dagger from his shoulder, gasped, and if it was in the past, he would have thrown it back and stabbed him. Now the first time is to roll up the sleeve of his shirt, chop off his left forearm and throw it into the distance. There's only one trick I can think of. Bawang can distract the attention of those who are dead.

Yang Xiuyi said that he wanted to teach me kung fu, and in the first few days, every time I slept Zhengxiang, he was forcibly dragged from the bed to the yard and tied a sandbag to the horse. Because he really couldn't bear this hardship, he learned to be coquettish with him, and excused himself by saying that he would train hard after leaving Chongzheng County. Now I really regret it, and I deeply understand what it means to use a book. Wu only hates laziness when he uses it.

I convulsed in pain, paralyzed to the ground, hungry for a few days and my body was extremely weak, just fell from the cliff, I am afraid that the vitality in my body has been lost, I can only barely hold on to my mind and wait for them to get out safely.

But after all, there is only one arm, but there are seven or eight hundred of them, and they can't lead them away, but they lead a few to run towards me, and one of them is so familiar, it's Qiao Yan.

I looked at her in a daze, unable to find words for a moment.

Although my life is short, there are many terrible scenes I have seen, rotten dead people, hideous monsters, including these dead soldiers, one-eyed, noseless, rotten mouths, and even craniotomy, and brain fluid dripping on the face, but none of them made me feel so worried that I couldn't calm down.

The voice choked in his throat: "Qiao...... Wild goose ......"

Naturally, she could not hear it, such a hospitable, beautiful and smiling girl, who was now staring at me with empty eyes and outstretched hands, huddled in the crowd of dead soldiers.

I looked at her sadly, and counted the time silently in my heart, and when I counted to thirteen, their bodies instantly turned into smoke, and there was no trace left of the angry white mang's pure qi behind me.

If I were sensible and strong, I shouldn't be sad at this time, but I can't stop crying. I think of her meticulous care for me in the past three months, I think of her bringing me a bunch of desserts and pastries every day after I am busy at the Xiejie shop, and I think of those sunny days, when she was drying clothes and humming tunes in the courtyard, and there were butterflies and birds flying around in the garden. I also remembered that she died because of me.

Tears slid down the fingers covering his face, but he couldn't allow himself to grieve for too long. I regained my mind for a moment, raised my knife and wanted to lead another group of dead soldiers to send them to death, when I heard a rough roar coming from the distant sky, and looked up, only to see a black mist in the shape of a tiger and leopard, standing high in the air, looking up and hissing.

In front of the black mist, there were two slender figures hanging in the air, one blue and one purple, covering them respectively, it was Yang Xiuyi and Hua Xixue.

The wind was strong in the high places, and Shuo Shuo was blowing, and their clothes were flying, and they could see the red blood staining their sleeves. I was horrified, and staggered to my feet, and the black mist suddenly dispersed into sixteen clouds of black smoke, encircling them.

The demon beasts formed by qi are the most difficult and rare. There are only two records in the world's most detailed record of mortal monsters, one is a good beast, named Sigh, six hundred years ago, it swept tens of millions of locusts in the west of Fengping Pass, for the benefit of the people. It is rumored that it is refined by the essence of the immortal materials of the Suwen Taishan Changzhi Immortal, whether it is true or false is not yet known. The other is a ferocious beast, the world named it Vicious, famous for its ferocity and ferocity, although it does not eat human flesh and bones, but it is fond of abusing and killing living beings. Legend has it that it could not bask in the sun, and hid in the deep mountain caves at night, and was finally killed by several masters with a bronze mirror.

The demon beast made of qi, the sword is useless to them, and although it can be imprisoned in it with a mystic barrier, if it can escape even the slightest, it can condense again and be huge, which is really a headache. And the one in front of us has never heard of it, and we really don't know from which corner it comes out of, and where its weakness is.

When I searched my intestines and scraped my stomach, I was anxious. Dugutao's voice exploded violently: "Eighteen! ”

I hurriedly turned my head and saw Dugu Tao's figure step forward, pulling Song Shibai behind him, and the oncoming dead claws bloomed a brilliant blood flower on his chest, and the white clothes were soaked, and I was almost frightened and fainted.

Song Eighteen should have been distracted by the Black Mist Demon Beast like me, but fortunately, Dugu Tao's injury was not fatal, but after a vicious fight, he had long since lost the strength to hold on.

"Dugu. You hold on! ”

Song Eighteen protected him tightly. The long sword in his hand slashed like crazy. Although the sword was fierce, there was no discipline, I hurriedly went up to meet them, and when she saw me, she immediately worried and exclaimed: "The ninth day of the first month." Why is your face swollen like this? ”

The juice in the body of the dead soldier flowed sideways, staining the grass into a black pool, and the stench covered the sky and the sun, and it was rare that she still had the heart to pay attention to my appearance at this moment. I used a dagger to shave off the heads of several dead soldiers, and I was so bad that a large piece of flesh was bitten off my shoulder, and I forcibly supported the pain from her hand to help Dugu Tao, who fainted due to excessive blood loss: "You go and help She Yi!" ”

In the Wangxiang stone formation, Dugu Tao hastily stopped the bleeding and bandaged, Song Shibai and others rushed over, her eyes were red, and she rushed up and pushed me: "Aren't you able to set up a formation." Why don't you put it! ”

She Yi bit the strip of cloth, tied a knot on his left arm, raised his head to look at me, then turned to Song Eighteen, and said in a deep voice: "Do you think the formation is omnipotent?" Shall he who is proficient in the way of occult and witchcraft be called kings and emperors? Nonsense?

Song Eighteen looked at me angrily, I paused, and said softly: "I told you that occult witchcraft can attract the spiritual power of all worlds, pour rivers and seas, and subvert mountains and rivers, but it also has the same power that can match it. The Spirit Crane Talisman Knot is woven with Xuan thread, and soaking it in the purple cloud flower liquid and green jade wine liquid can resist a yin evil mystic technique. The fragrance of the spring flowers, which bloom in the southern mountain streams, can prevent the transfer of objects in the air. In ancient times, the two countries went to war, and the battlefield was conquered, and the occult barriers such as the Chiyang Immortal Screen Array and the Hanging Sky Curtain were as strong as the ten thousand arrows of the powerful bow and crossbow. Not to mention the small witch array that I only used a few stones, so many dead soldiers are here, and it will only be broken for a while, if you mistakenly think that you have the protection of the formation and slack off, then I am not a sinner. ”

She raised her hand to wipe away her tears, and said angrily: "I'm just anxious to find a vent, will I die if you let me beat me a few times, but after saying a word about you, what do you say I'm doing a lot!" I'm so sad that I'm going to die! ”

I was slightly stunned, and then I was shocked, the name of the occult that was difficult to remember in the past suddenly became clear in my mind. More than that, even her facial features are much clearer, but now she should be worried about Yang Xiuyi, how can she talk to her here.

The wind suddenly picked up, and I turned around and put my hand over my brow bone. The figures of Yang Xiuyi and Hua Xixue were shrouded in black mist, which was difficult to distinguish, and occasionally the light arrows could be seen flying, and the sound was like a clanging sound.

Song Eighteen's voice sounded behind him: "This monster came out of the Bronze Mirror Dao Platform. ”

I twisted my shirt with both hands, nervously about to tear it out: "I guessed." ”

The light kite suddenly shouted: "Miss! Look, what is that! ”

Without waiting for me to turn my head, Song Shibai pulled me back violently, and in a hurry, I heard a small sound sounding, like countless mirrors falling to the ground at the same time, crisp but suffocating. She Yi bent over and picked up Dugu Tao on his back and shouted: "Go to the mountain!" Fast! ”

I turned back in a hurry, the sky was obscured by the five-colored clouds, the colors were wonderful, and the dead battle that chased us was instantly gray and disappeared without a trace, whether or not they reached the white light. In the distance, a piece of mahogany hibiscus shattered into tiny petals, like falling rain floating in the air, followed by wild stones, with a silver halo circulating and haloing, enveloping the world in an instant, like the boundless Qiongtai fairyland. It was a beautiful scene, but the sudden cracking of the earth made people completely unappreciative.

I was pulled by Song Eighteen, stumbled and ran up the mountain, flying sand and rocks head-on, the wind howled, and my body was unstable and I was afraid that I would be blown away by the wind.

After about two hours, we finally reached the summit. Dugu Tao has woken up, Yu is standing on the edge of the cliff, in the shade of the green onion tree, his face is pale and bloodless, a pair of deep black eyes are worried at the huge abyss that appeared under the cliff, hearing our movements, he turned his head, and his eyes were happy: "Eighteen, Miss Tian." ”

After climbing the sloping trees and going up a dirt slope again, and seeing the people standing next to him besides She Yi, I widened my eyes: "Dugu beware!" ”

It was already late, and the old man who was talking and laughing suddenly kicked away She Yi, who was not lightly injured, and grabbed Dugutao's neck with his backhand very quickly, pushing his body out. Song Shibai and I subconsciously hugged our heads and screamed, and the light kite behind us fell to the ground in fright.

The old man Fenghua pinched his neck and smiled at me kindly: "Girl, you can choose two paths." ”

I scurried to him: "You let him go!" I'll go with you! ”

Dugu Tao smiled coldly: "Although I don't have any skills, I still have a little backbone, and I don't need a woman to save me." A dagger appeared in his sleeve at some point, stabbing the wrist of the old man Fenghua, the old man Fenghua let go of the pain, and Dugutao's figure fell off the cliff like autumn leaves.

Song Eighteen and I screamed and pounced: "Dugu! ”

The white fog was vast, and I couldn't find him, and I suddenly felt extremely cold, and my whole body was trembling desperately. But there was not much time for sadness and sorrow, the old man Fenghua had already rushed towards me in an instant, and Song Eighteen rushed towards him with a sword: "I fought with you!" He slapped his palm on his chest in the air, spurting out a mouthful of blood mist.

I hurriedly hugged Song 18 and cried: "Enough! I didn't say I wouldn't go with you! ”

Song 18 grabbed me: "Chu, Chujiu, don't go with him......"

"Eighteen, I'm sorry for you......"

Looking up at Yang Xiuyi, he and Hua Xixue were still entangled in the black mist. I raised my hand to wipe away my tears, put Song Eighteen down, straightened up and walked towards the old man Fenghua, he was about to take me, at this time a burst of knife light suddenly appeared, and his outstretched right hand was cut off by Qi Wrist, and a thin blood line flew in front of my eyes.

Dugu Tao appeared on the cliff covering his wounds, and when we were stunned, he rushed towards the old man Fenghua, and a branch of dead wood broken from the cliff quickly pierced the neck of the old man Fenghua, and suddenly the blood vessels burst, gushing out a three-foot column of blood.

The old man finally stopped giggling, and an unbelievable hideous brow suddenly appeared on Qingxi's face, and a red beam of light rushed out of his palm, and was blocked by Song Eighteen before rushing into Dugu Tao's body.

"Master!"

Gu Cheng appeared from the other side, rushed anxiously, and held the unstable old man, his eyes were red: "Master! ”

He was furious and turned his head: "I'm going to kill ......"

Halfway through speaking, it came to an abrupt end. For no other reason, the dagger I was holding in my hand was stuck across his neck, and the second half of his sentence was rotted in his throat.

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