Yin Key slowly turned his face to reveal a ghostly smile.

"Qinglan, you're finally here!" he said quietly, "My brothers and I have been waiting for you here for a long time. ”

Qinglan was shocked!

Where else is there a yin key!

Iron wings and steel claws - it is clearly Jiang Tieyi!

Qing Lan suddenly withdrew his hand, forced his composure, and shouted: "Jiang Tieyi, aren't you already dead!"

Jiang Tieyi's face was pale, his amber eyes stared at Qing Lan directly, and he said word for word: "I am naturally dead, not only dead, but also by you cut off my wings and claws, and gave them to my father, so that I will die without a whole body!"

The wings behind him fanned a gust of wind, blowing his own hair in the wind, and making his face even more pale, hideous and terrifying.

Qinglan's face turned pale, and when he looked back at Xuanhua and Jinghua, he was indeed gone.

He was the only one on the whole road to death!

And countless evil spirits who died at his hands!

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In the first battle of Yanlong, Qinglan killed three of the five sons of the Jiang family!

Iron Clothes, Copper Crossbows, Tin People!

Now, the three of them are surrounding Qinglan!

The iron coat is on the right, with a copper crossbow in front and a tin man in the back.

There are countless unjust souls giggling!

They hung upside down on either side of the cliff, their pale faces and lifeless eyes staring at him with a grim and resolute look.

Everyone remained in the same condition as when they were last killed, some had a hole in their chests pierced by Twilight, some had their heads screwed off, and some were even more disgusting, with incomplete limbs and only a thin strip of skin hanging from the joints.

The corpses that had been dead for a long time had pale skin, some of which were wrinkled badly because they had been soaked in water, and some of which were as black as charcoal, were burned on the spot by them on the battlefield.

They didn't stand somewhere fixedly, and there were some good things, so they volunteered to tear off their arms or legs and throw them at Qinglan while Qinglan was facing each other. If it hits, it will be a strange laugh. If you don't miss it, you quickly flee and look for the next opportunity.

On the top of Qinglan's head, it rained blood.

With a sickening stench.

Since they are not normal at the end of life, every carrion corpse here carries extremely heavy resentment, and so many angry qi accumulates together, ferments, and triggers, and detonates an extremely powerful corpse qi!

The stench is as overwhelming as a mountain and a sea! It is ten thousand times stronger than those ghosts that are extradited by black and white impermanence!

Qinglan was quickly drenched, and her hair stuck to her handsome face, and red blood beads hung from it.

That face was getting paler and paler.

The rain was so fierce that he could barely open his eyes or breathe, but he could still smell the rotten stench emitted by those corpses, which was completely killing, and he also saw that the Jiang brothers stared at him without any emotion.

- with the same amber eyes as his.

Qinglan's body shook slightly, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Speaking of which, we should be brothers. ”

Jiang Xiren still spoke in that flat tone, without any emotion. He had no eyeballs, and there were two blood holes in his eye sockets, but he used those blood holes to look at Qinglan motionlessly, as if he could still see him.

"But you cut my eyes and shot me in the heart. Cousin, don't you really miss brotherhood!" Jiang Xiren said quietly.

Qinglan's face was pale, his headache was almost uncontrollable, he was weak on his knees, squatting on the ground, but he heard a voice sound from the top of his head.

"And me, cousin. The copper crossbow said in a hoarse voice.

He was skinned, and his entire upper body was blurred with flesh and blood. When the chest is a bloody hole, penetrated, you can clearly see the scene behind him.

At that time, the soldier in charge of skinning him did not seem to have much patience, and accidentally destroyed his chest and abdominal cavity, and hung his liver, kidney, spleen, stomach and other internal organs in pieces. His stomach was filled with undigested food, some of which could still be seen in shape, but most of it was a sour liquid. The intestines were in a clump, bloody and sticky, like a messy hemp rope.

The crossbow stubbornly sorted out his bowels, trying to straighten out the dead knots. His corpse was still very tall, and those internal organs dangled above Qinglan's head.

"Where did you get my skin? Cousin, bring me back the skin. There was no skin and I was a little cold. The copper crossbow was stunned.

The iron rope under his feet was still shaking, and Qinglan felt that he was trembling slightly.

The whole road of death, the huge mountain wall, the tumbling blood and water, countless unjust souls-

Plus an isolated him.

Qinglan bit the tip of his tongue and tasted the taste of his own blood, which made him sober up in an instant. He gritted his teeth and stood up, and the murderous intent in his amber eyes was already visible!

"I can kill you once, I can kill you a second time!" he roared in a low voice.

Twilight rises, and the gun picks up ten thousand cold lights!

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"Qinglan, Qinglan!" Xuanhua hurried to the two of them and called his name loudly.

Qinglan's face was covered with cold sweat, even his collar was soaked, his breathing was heavy, his eyes were wide open, but he was so empty that he couldn't see anyone at all.

His hands clenched into fists, as if they were extremely hard and painful. Xuanhua shook him a few times, but saw that his brows tightened, and he leaned over and spit out two mouthfuls of blood.

"How could he be like this?" said Xuanhua hurriedly, "What the hell is going on?"

Yin Key shook her head, Qinglan's pain seemed to make her empathize, she bit her lip tightly and said, barely maintaining her apparent composure: "I don't know, it was fine just now, and suddenly it ......"

Taking advantage of this, Miao Yuan had already made a diagnosis for Qing Lan, "Qing Lan's pulse is normal, there is nothing wrong, it seems that the anger here has caused him harm." ”

"Angry?"

Yin Key pondered for a long time, and suddenly remembered something, and said, "His Royal Highness the Prince, Qinglan He, has he killed many people?"

Xuanhua was stunned.

Homicide?

Naturally, they have been killed, and there should be quite a few.

Qinglan is not cruel by nature, but after all, he is a person from the military department, who has not had blood on his hands?

What's more, he's still a deputy marshal!

Yin Keyhua's face turned pale, and she muttered: "It turns out that what they said is true, the road to death is in vain, and the way to seek your life!"

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The road to death is a special place in the underworld.

All those who do not die normally will be imprisoned here. It is not until the original life expectancy in the life book is exhausted that he can be released and leave.

For example, if the person is sixty years old, if he is accidentally abducted and killed by a strongman at the age of forty, then after arriving in the underworld, he will have to stay on this road of death for twenty years, until he reaches the age of sixty, and then he will be free again.

During this period, not only could they not enjoy personal freedom like the people in the ghost capital, but they could not receive sacrifices and offerings from relatives and friends in the Yang world.

There are only two ways for the souls to leave this place.

The first is to stay until the original yang life is over, and the second is to see the person who killed him get the due retribution, and the resentment is comforted, so that he can be reincarnated according to his good and evil, or reward or punishment.

Qinglan They are from the fairy world, and they have Lingze protecting their bodies around them, and the evil spirits of ordinary mortals are naturally respectful and far away. But the Jiang brothers are an exception, they were dismantled from the immortal bones, and they were directly knocked down here, and they died in a very miserable state, and when they died, they had a strong grudge in their hearts, so they have been lingering here, waiting for Qinglan to come!

Now, Qinglan has fallen deeply into the road of vain death where he is alone, flanking back and forth, surrounded by left and right-

All of them were evil spirits that he killed with his own hands!

One by one, they are vicious and bloody and want to ask for his life!

All of them are brothers of his fellow citizens!

"Qinglan, Qinglan!"

Yin Key called his name loudly, trying to bring him out of that illusion, "Wake up, you look at me!"

Qinglan's steady eyes didn't react, only lines of red blood snaked down from the corners of his lips.

"His Royal Highness the Prince, what should we do? Qinglan is on his way to death in vain, we must bring him out as soon as possible! The injuries in those illusions, the attacks of those resentful spirits on him, are all real!" Yin Key said urgently.

Xuanhua was also at a loss, and suddenly a spirit was born, and he was shocked: "It's not good! If Qinglan is attacked by an evil spirit, then Jinghua is even more ......."

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A boy with clear eyebrows waited outside the tent.

Holding a bowl of matsutake lotus seed soup in his hand, he leaned his ears to listen to the movement in the tent, wanting to go in but not daring.

After waiting for a long time, the soup seemed to be cold, and he pursed his beautiful mouth, and was about to turn away in disappointment.

"Who's out there, is it a fawn?" Jinghua's voice rang out.

The boy's face was happy, but his voice was still small, and he said in fear: "Is the big handsome?"

"Well, come in. Jinghua's voice was slightly hoarse.

The boy named Xiaolu jumped and lifted the curtain, but as if he was afraid of disturbing Jinghua, he immediately tiptoed again and slowed down.

"Xiaolu, are you looking for me?"

Jinghua and several generals discussed all night, and only closed their eyes and rested for a while at dawn, his face still with a thick tired color, and his long black satin hair was also scattered, like a waterfall behind him.

The fawn raised her eyes and stole a look.

He was timid, and just one glance made his heart beat so hard that he could hardly even speak.

Jinghua smiled, and got up sharply, putting on his boots.

"The fawn has been here for so long, and still can't get rid of the problem of blushing when you see people?" he smiled with the love of his younger brother.

This is a deer rescued by Jinghua from the mouth of a white-eyed tiger in Meng Yushan during a hunting, and he didn't know when he rescued it, but he thought it was an ordinary deer. After being rescued, I realized that it was a spirit deer that had been cultivated. He was grateful for Jinghua's saving grace and was determined to follow him and serve by his side.

Jinghua couldn't push it, and seeing that his spiritual root was not bad, he took him in as a scholar, and took him with him when he went out to fight.

Before you know it, it's been a hundred years.

Jinghua cleaned the noodles with cold water, saw the bowl of lotus seed soup that Xiaolu put on the table, and said with a smile: "You have been waiting outside for so long just to send me this?"

Fawn nodded.

The long eyelashes fluttered, and the two black bean-like eyes glanced at Jinghua shyly, and quickly ran away.

Jinghua smiled, sat down at the table, beckoned to him, and said, "Xiaolu, come here." ”