Chapter 227: Eighteen Layers of Hell Descend Together

Since he was interested in the throne, it was not appropriate to stay in Tianya Tower any longer, and the next day, under Qingruo's arrangement, Mu Qianya's mother and son re-settled in Jing Yaxuan.

Now Mu Yunfan's life is in danger, the entire harem is in the hands of Qing Ruo, and no one dares to say a word about Mu Qianya.

In the early morning, the sky is already bright, and the east is a red sunrise, exuding a soft and vigorous light.

On the shore of Yancheng Lake, the raft has entered the water, and the soldiers stepped on the raft one by one, the secret guard went first, the army was in the center, and the spirit Gu guard and the ice snake guard were cut off.

The physical strength of the subordinates who explored the path of the Ice Serpent Guard yesterday has not yet fully recovered, and this matter of dismantling the iron rods in the lake is naturally not good for them to contribute, and even the rafting is done by the Spirit Gu Guard.

In fact, it is okay for them not to participate in this battle, but it is still inappropriate to leave them behind, a lonely team of people, in case of an enemy attack, I am afraid that they will not be able to dodge.

Towards noon, they arrived at the center of the lake, the raft stopped, and the soldiers who knew the water continued to move forward with the secret guard, while the rest of the people had to wait in place.

This dismantling of the iron rod is not an easy task, regardless of the difficulty of working in this water, there is still a high degree of poison in the lake water, and taking the antidote pill in advance can only prevent it for a few hours.

If it hadn't been dismantled before dark, they would have to return, after all, the antidote pill had been exhausted, and there was not enough for them to take it again.

Diving into the bottom of the water, looking at the dense iron rods at the bottom of the lake, all the soldiers were instantly deflated, such a number of iron rods, let alone half a day, even if they were given three days, they might not be able to dismantle it.

Mu Qianxun rolled her eyes gorgeously and surfaced, and the water droplets rolled on her beautiful face, and the beauty was thrilling:

"Who said you should dismantle them all, start from the middle of the iron rods, and just leave a place for the three rafts to pass through.

Remember to mark well, the line is longer and there is no need for so many rafts to pass together. ”

Ling Ze breathed a sigh of relief and took action with the secret guards, Xiao Han was not far behind, there was no superfluous nonsense, and no one dared to be lazy.

The iron rod did not extend from here to the other side of the lake, but only two or three miles away, after all, the purpose of the enemy army was to prevent them from crossing the lake, and not to exhaust themselves to death.

Fortunately, even if they had three heads and six arms, they wouldn't have been able to dismantle these irons.

At sunset, as Mu Qianxun said, he finally dismantled a width large enough to accommodate three rafts, and also exhausted hundreds of soldiers.

Soaking in the water for half a day, doing things that are laborious on the ground, and having to float to the surface from time to time to breathe, it is really difficult for them.

After the road was opened, the army set off directly at night, the trip to Sichuan City could not be delayed, who knows if it drags on any longer, what tricks the enemy will show, and the matter of seizing the city must be as soon as possible.

Only three rafts could pass at a time, and it was a night march, one after the other, all of which drove cautiously, and there was a lot of delay.

Crossing this iron-clad place was more than twice as slow as a daytime march, and in the middle of the night, there was still a long way to go from the other side of the lake.

A strong floral fragrance escaped into her nose, one after another, becoming more and more obvious, Mu Qianxun frowned, this floral fragrance was not poisonous, but it inexplicably made her uneasy.

The sudden fragrance of flowers in the lake is an unusual thing, how can you come down with peace of mind, open your mouth and give an order, and suspend the march.

By the light of the moon, looking from afar, the lake is full of flower petals, and there is a small boat, a figure, and there is no doubt that the figure is a woman.

The petals followed the direction of the wind and came all the way to the land of the raft, and soon the interval between the raft and the raft were full of petals, and the army was surrounded by the fragrance of flowers.

This was followed by a bleak flute, like weeping and complaining, turning a thousand times, and the listener couldn't help but worry about his heart.

"Buzz, buzz...", a low sound came from all directions, echoing the sound of the flute from far and near.

Looking up, the small black dots surrounded the large army, attacking like raindrops, until you arrived in front of you, and you saw that it was a unique poisonous bee in the Jiangnan area!

They were attracted by the sound of the flute, and they came for the fragrance of the flowers, but the nectar was not sucked, and the soldiers became the objects of their venting, and they instinctively attacked the soldiers, thinking that they would harm them.

Mu Youchen protected Mu Qianxun in his arms, and his figure flashed back and forth on the raft, a little embarrassed as more and more poisonous bees attacked.

Mu Qianxun dodged, his heart was like numbness, there were already many soldiers who had been stung and fell into the water, and they were not dead when they touched the poison in the lake.

She knows how to communicate with snakes, but she doesn't know how to communicate with bees, it seems that these bees will not take the initiative to leave.

staring at the boat and the woman who disappeared as he walked away, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and a smile bloomed:

"Quick, fire, light the torches! The poisonous bees are afraid of smoke, smoke them away!"

The soldiers hurriedly looked for the source of the fire, and in an instant, the lake was brightly lit, shining like day.

The billowing smoke filled most of Yancheng Lake, and it was impossible to see the road ahead, and the tens of thousands of soldiers who choked coughed non-stop, and tears flowed turbulently, which naturally covered the fragrance of flowers, and drove away countless poisonous bees as they wished.

In less than half an hour, they were so tired that they sat down on the raft with a howl, and many of them were stung and swollen.

Mu Qianxun looked at the scene in front of him in frustration, anxious, this stinger remained in his body, and the weather was hot, he was afraid that it would suppurate, but in this Yancheng Lake, he couldn't find herbs to smear for them.

This method of smoking, Mo Xue told her at the beginning, when they practiced restlessly in Qingfeng Cave, and ran out from time to time to be lazy.

Once climbed on an ancient tree to enjoy the shade, accidentally poked the beehive to the ground, and was frantically pursued by the bee colony, fortunately Mo Xue found it in time, otherwise their fate would not be much better than today's soldiers.

Thinking of Mo Xue, Mu Qianxun was stunned in vain, her eyes were red, if it weren't for her, wouldn't Mo Xue be okay now?

Mu Youchen leaned over to look at her, there was a black booty on her nose, with that handsome face, which was funny and cute, and asked nervously: "What's wrong Xun'er, but I was stung?"

Mu Qianxun snorted out laughing, reached out to wipe the thumb-sized trace, did not wipe it clean, but smeared it bigger, tears of laughter soared, and his waist couldn't stand up.

Mu Youchen's face was black, and the soldiers were even more blinded by Mu Qianxun's laughter, such a tragic scene, she actually laughed.

Mu Qianxun wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, his eyes lit up suddenly, hesitated for a moment, hugged Mu Youchen's neck, and whispered in his ear:

"Mu Youchen! That one... That one... Urine can get rid of bee venom. ”

Now it's time for Mu Youchenle, holding back a smile, pinching Mu Qianxun's slightly flushed face, her magnetic voice is charming, and she laughs:

"Tut-tut! It's rare that Xun'er is embarrassed, you can say it directly in front of the whole army!"

Mu Qianxun put his hands around his chest, looked at Mu Youchen with a smile, and raised his eyebrows: "I am the boss, you should listen to me!"

Mu Youchen passed on the matter in a slip of smoke, returned to the raft and hugged Mu Qianxun to pretend to sleep, let several secret guards row the raft, and continued to move forward.

In order not to let this wound suppurate, he had to accept Mu Qianxun's proposal to treat the wound with urine, and he became embarrassed and embarrassed.

The Ice Snake Guard and the Spirit Gu Guard, who were driving at the back of the line, were lucky not to be favored by the poisonous bees, and none of them were stung, so they naturally avoided this embarrassment.

It is precisely because of these two groups of women that all the soldiers are tied, and it is not easy to untie their pants, and the laughter continues.

On the fifth watch, they finally saw the lake, and just when they thought they had seen hope, the heavy figures on the shore made them desperate again, and the enemy did not even want to leave them a chance to breathe.

rushed ashore one by one, if it weren't for the secret guards to open the way, I am afraid that many soldiers would be killed and wounded.

Of course, even if there are secret guards, casualties are inevitable, and before they can reach the shore of the lake, there are already soldiers buried in Yancheng Lake, dyeing the lake water pale red, there are Xia Jun, there are also Qingge tribes.

Mu Qianxun held a long sword in his hand, looked at Mu Youchen and smiled, rushed into the crowd of killings, and headed towards the leader of the Qingge tribe.

As the saying goes: capture the thief first and capture the king, and when their leaders, big and small, are all dead, the rest of the people are not a plate of scattered sand, let them slaughter!

Mu Qianxun's long hair tied up high swayed back and forth, and his deep eyes were cold without a trace of emotion, fighting with the leader of the Qingge tribe, who seemed to be tall and big.

In just a few rounds, the leader was stabbed through the neck by Mu Qianxun's sword and died of anger.

There is no suspense on Mu Youchen's side, almost all of them are one move, and they no longer have the ability to get up.

It seems that bullying people is a little too obvious, Mu Youchen simply stopped moving, and pulled Mu Qianxun to sit aside, waiting for the war to end.

The weapons collided together, the sound of ping-pong appeared, the shouts were even more deafening, blood donations were overflowing, and the wide field was full of corpses.

Mu Qianxun closed his eyes, his eyelashes trembled slightly, his expression kept changing, and his brows were tightly locked.

No matter how much they win, what if they lose, no matter how many cities they capture, these living lives will be gone, and if they win, they will not be able to come back to life, nor will they be able to see the grandeur of the country.

They are all in the prime of life, they may be the son of an elderly man, the husband of a woman, or the father of a child, all of whom are waiting for the return of their loved ones, but they can never look forward to it.

Grabbing the familiar palm beside him, feeling the warm temperature, tight, tight, no matter how tight it is, there is still a noisy killing sound in his ears, and the scene of killing in his mind, laughing at himself:

"Mu Youchen, my hands are stained with donated blood, and I will definitely go to the eighteenth layer of hell in the future, right?

In the next life, God will definitely not let me meet you. If only there would never be war, why should we worry about other people's countries?"

Mu Youchen's heart ached, hugged her into his arms, and comforted her softly: "Isn't it the eighteenth layer of hell, let's just go down together."

Huangquan Road, Nai He Bridge, we also have to walk hand in hand, engrave our names on the Sansheng Stone, and watch the flowers bloom on the other side together, no one can separate us, and God can't do it. ”