Don't you get lost, barren mountains and mountains?"

"I may have made a little mistake, but you're about to crush my jaw!"

I called to him as I ran through the barren mountains in the twilight.

"How can you be like a little daughter-in-law, you always need me to coax me! I almost died in the hands of Yun Chen!"

A burst of wine fragrance came to my nose, and the drunken flowers fell from the sky, fluttering in front of me, with a panicked expression, "Did Yunchen hurt you?"

He seemed to be smiling but not smiling, in addition to being hazy and drunk, there was also a little bit of care.

I shook my head, "Not really." ”

Hua Yan drunk Shi Ran breathed a sigh of relief, looked around, and said quite angrily, "He threw you alone in this barren mountain and wilderness?"

"I'm not a weak woman, I'm not in the way. ”

I know what kind of character he tolerates, no matter how angry he is, he won't really ignore me. Perhaps there was no evil on this mountain, so he was so relieved to leave me in the cave.

But he didn't return for a long time, and I suddenly felt a little worried in my heart.

"Brother Hua, have you ever seen Rong Ji?" I turned my head and asked casually Hua Yandrunk.

Hua Yan is often drunk and lies in the depths of neon, perhaps, he knows the movements of Rong Ji.

Hua Yandrunk stared at me directly, and her bright lips opened lightly, "He threw you down, what does he care about him?" Besides, his divine power is monstrous, looking at the Void Continent, there are very few people who can hurt others, what is there to worry about?"

That's right, Rong Ji must have been dizzy and didn't want to pay attention to me, so he avoided it.

Hua Yandrunk carried a delicate wine jug, sat on the ground, and drank with his head up against the sparse starry sky.

"This pot of wine is brewed by Yunjin, and I have always been reluctant to drink it. He said in a low voice, then handed me the flask, "Taste it, the best wine, just this pot." ”

As soon as I smelled the mellow aroma of wine, I suddenly remembered that I should not touch it.

Didn't he borrow wine to kill his sorrows, pour a glass, fall off the cliff, and find no trace?

I have the best wine in my hand, but I am absent-minded.

"Why don't you drink it?" Hua Yan was drunk and dressed in red, but the slightly stiff smile on his cheeks was a little abrupt.

He seems to be a little different today.

I stuffed the wine jug into his palm again, "A gentleman doesn't take people's favor, Miss Yunjin brewed it for you, I can't afford it." ”

Hua Yan lowered her eyebrows and eyes, silently looked at the wine jug in her hand, and stopped talking.

His appearance is very abnormal. In addition, my eyelids were beating wildly, and I was always worried that something would happen to Rong Ji.

After much deliberation, my fingertips quietly formed cobwebs, ready to slip into the drunken dream to find out.

At the same time, Hua Yanzui finally raised his eyes, and the drunkenness on his cheeks dissipated, "I did see him before sunset. He looked furious, so I poured him a glass of wine. ”

"He won't drink!" I excitedly clasped my drunken shoulders, "where is he now?"

Hua Yandrunk looked at the neon in the sky, and then said, "He didn't drink, but he was drunk by the smell of wine." ”

"And then?"

"When he fell to the ground, I wanted to throw him back to the east. But Li Musang of Xiyue came with a black gas, as if he was looking for a taboo, so I got off the neon and came to look for you. Hua Yandrunk said, a touch of guilt appeared on her face.

Coming on the black air? Is it demonization?

"He has always been careful, he doesn't get drunk, if it weren't for you, he wouldn't be drunk!

As soon as I thought that Li Musang was very likely to do something that hurt Rong Ji, my heart was numb, and I left my flower face drunk and flew towards the depths of neon.

The neon light is faintly extinguished, and the layers of floating clouds are stacked together, and it is not so easy to find someone here.

Click-

There was a cracking sound of bones, completely messing up my breathing.

I remember that Li Musang likes to listen to the sound of human bones cracking, isn't it that he has already attacked Rong Ji?

Shocked, I panicked and followed the sound.

Pushing back the dense clouds, the blood-colored neon stung my eyes.

Rong Ji lay quietly on top of the neon, and under him, blood was everywhere.

And beside him, Li Musang was holding a Haohai folding fan, the black gas on his head was shrouded, the evil aura on his face was raging, and the blood on his clothes was like splashing ink.

"Tolerance!" I cried out in pain and threw myself at him lying unconscious on the ground.

If he dies so hastily......

No, it won't!

Due to the lack of three souls and six spirits, my lust is much lighter than that of ordinary people. But even so, I can't accept a life without tolerance.

My fingertips trembled, and cold sweat fell intermittently into the clouds like a rosary.

Taking a deep breath, I finally reached for the tip of his nose.

It's okay, it's alive!

I withdrew my hand, and as if my whole strength had been drained, I sat down on the edge of Rong Ji, still feeling palpitations.

Li Musang looked at me for a long time, and his laughter was loud and endless.

"I thought you would have been killed in Sendai a hundred years ago. Therefore, I still have some sympathy for the king of Donglin, who also lost his wife and collapsed. Li Musang folded the fan and pressed the handle of the fan against my chin, "I never thought that you were still alive!"

I raised my eyes, looked at this familiar and unfamiliar face, and asked through gritted teeth, "What did you do to him?"

Li Musang tapped the Haohai folding fan with one hand, and the fan instantly pulled out a few wisps of vines, followed his hand, and crawled towards my cuffs.

I slashed the vine with the Xuanyuan sword, but the vine was so wicked that it clinged to the soft neon and climbed up my arm.

The vines touched the skin and turned into a hard steel fork and burrowed into the flesh.

In the blink of an eye, my arm was torn open by vines that stretched in all directions.

Li Musang closed his eyes and listened to the sound of vines burrowing into my flesh, and sighed, "I just let the vines penetrate more than 200 bones of the Donglin King's body, and he will shed so much blood! If I am more ruthless, I am afraid that the two of you will die in Huangquan!"

Vine drill bones?

I clutched Rong Ji's pale face, and I couldn't speak in distress.

If I had come out to find him sooner, if I had coaxed him well, he would not have been so drunk that he would have fallen unconscious, and he would not have been miserably killed.

"Tolerance, wake up. "I didn't dare to shake his body, or even look directly at the hem of his shirt dyed dark red, for fear that my touch would touch the wounds all over his body.

Li Musang's body was even more black, he unfolded the folding fan with one hand, and thousands of vines that had become essence burst out from the fan surface in unison, coming towards me and Rong Ji with teeth and claws.

"Chiba Bingling!"

I fend off the onslaught of vines with a thousand sharp blades.

However, after the blade cut through the vines, the slaughter began.

After the vine is cut down, it quickly divides, from life to two, often again, endlessly.

"Mother, kiss, then the East Emperor Bell!" the little girl's soft and glutinous voice came from under the neon.

"Xiaohe, let's go!" A red shadow flashed in front of him, and Hua Yandrunk stood in front of me and Rongji.

He turned his face sideways and said apologetically, "Let me bear the mistakes I made." ”

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Why did Northern Liyue swing a sword from the palace?