Chapter Seventy-Seven: Divine Grass
Two more days passed.
Hu Hao, Jiang Kuan and others came to the door of Yan Han's house, but they refused to enter the door for a long time, and seemed to hesitate.
After Yan Han came out, several people cried on the spot.
Hu Hao and Jiang Kuan struggled for a long time, and finally said:
"Yan Han... I'm sorry, we can't hold on anymore, and the baby at home has been weaned. Hu Hao finished his words with tears in his eyes.
His wife had just given birth to a son for him a few months ago, and she was already faint from hunger and couldn't express half a drop of milk.
Yan Han looked up at them, and the black boss was also hiding behind the crowd, bowing his head and not saying a word.
In the past month, his strong body has also become black and thin.
Yan Han understood what they meant by coming to him, so he asked, "How many people are you going to take away?"
"There are several thousand people, and they are willing to follow us back to the mines and give in to the western valley, so that at least there is something to eat. ”
"Bring more, maybe you can save more people. Yan Han finished speaking and left.
Yan Han was very tired, the first time he was so tired, and his faith collapsed for the first time.
Hu Hao and Jiang Kuan are about to defect to the West Valley, and the achievements accumulated by Luoshen City for more than a year seem to be wiped out today.
Yes, if you can't save your life, what human rights can you talk about?
Yan Han didn't blame them, he was just tired, really tired...
However, that night, Hu Hao and Jiang Kuan rushed back again, and some of them were covered in bruises. They found Yan Han.
"Why did you come back?" Yan Han asked.
Hu Hao shed tears, knelt at Yan Han's feet, and cried: "The people of the West Valley told us that we must hand you over before they are willing to promise us to go back to the mine, otherwise the entire Falling God City will die!"
Then, all the people behind Hu Hao knelt down.
Seeing that there were hundreds of people kneeling outside the door, Yan Han suddenly felt dizzy and sat down on the chair.
After being silent for a long time, he said, "Go back, I promise you, I will give you an answer tomorrow." ”
...
At night, Yan Han sat at the head of the bed and quietly watched Qianmu's back.
Qianmu was working hard to make a pair of wearable shoes for Yan Han at this time.
The corners of Yan Han's eyes suddenly moistened.
"Senior sister, come and talk!" Yan Han shouted weakly.
Qianmu put down the work in his hand and stared at Yan Han's eyes, and asked gently, "Why are you crying?"
The corners of Yan Han's mouth moved slightly, and when he reached his mouth, he swallowed it again, and finally he mustered up his courage.
"Senior sister... I have to go. ”
"Where to go?"
"The people who want me in the West Valley will be exchanged for the lives of everyone in the Divine City..."
After Qianmu heard this, he suddenly stayed there, his eyes staring at Yan Han, "You agreed... What about me?"
Yan Han didn't dare to look at Qianmu's eyes, "I'm sorry... I can't stay with you anymore. ”
"Smack!"
Yan Han was slapped heavily by Qianmu.
Qianmu suddenly burst into tears and cried, "Why do you put our feelings aside every time you deal with a problem?
“...”
"I'm not as great as you, I want to save the Falling God City and save the world! There are so many people in the world, can you save them? Could it be that if you go to die, the West Valley can easily let go of the Falling God City? And why do we care so much? We also have our own lives, why should we sacrifice?"
"I was the one who led them to a point of no return..."
"They were originally miners, living a slave-like life, it was you who gave them hope and shrouded them in the care of the Falling God Array, you have done your best, and the rest is left to fate... Yan Han, let's get out of here now, okay? You can go anywhere, you can also do it in the human world, as long as I can be with you..."
Qianmu shook Yan Han's arm vigorously, looking crazy.
But Yan Han was silent.
"Yan Han, are you talking...
Qianmu lay in Yan Han's arms, crying vigorously, she hoped to wake up Yan Han to change her mind, but Yan Han was indifferent.
"Well... Since you want to die so much, then I will fulfill you!" Qianmu Yin's eyes were red, and he suddenly stood up and pointed his sword at Yan Han's neck.
Yan Han closed his eyes.
In complete despair, Qianmu threw down the sword in his hand, and ran back to the house with a mental breakdown.
In the middle of the night, Yan Han heard a constant choking sound from Qianmu's room.
Yan Han's heart was dripping blood, which was destined to be a sleepless night for Yan Han.
However, Yan Han fell asleep groggily in this situation, as if something brushed his face and made him unconscious.
...
A white shadow floated out of Yan Han's home. now
At night, there was no moonlight, and she walked on the streets of Fallen God City, looking at this dead and silent land, and hell generally had no life.
She suddenly muttered: "Leaving the divine grass, the night is withering..."
I saw that the entire Falling God City was suddenly full of spring, and an unknown plant quickly spread in an open area of the Falling God City, growing wildly...
The next day.
Yan Han left home early in the morning, glanced at Qianmu's closed boudoir as he left, and walked towards the Mining Association.
"Lord Yan Han, it's terrible, it's terrible! We've got something to eat! Go and take a look!" A miner ran over to him excitedly when he saw Yan Han.
Yan Han felt strange, looked in the direction pointed by the miner, and found that there were a bunch of people surrounding the square of Luoshen City.
Yan Han walked over and took a look, and was surprised, only to see that there was an open area of about ten acres, and a green space appeared.
There grew a low, low plant, full of seeds as full as grains, and it was very green.
"What's going on?"
"We don't know, it looks like it grew overnight. ”
Many people can't wait, regardless of three, seven, twenty-one, squatting down to pick the seeds of the plant and stuff it into their mouths.
"Yan Han, we have something to eat!"
Xia Feng didn't know when he appeared beside Yan Han and shouted excitedly.
Hu Hao, Jiang Kuan and others also ran over, all crying excitedly.
"This is Heaven bless us in the Fallen God City!" someone shouted.
Yan Han grabbed a handful of plants casually, observed them carefully for a while, felt the strong vitality of this grassland, and then ran home frantically.
Yan Han came to the house, broke into Qianmu's boudoir, and saw that Qianmu was still asleep.
"Senior sister, there is food in Luoshen City! I don't have to go! We won't be separated! Senior sister, senior sister!" Yan Han shouted happily.
However, Qianmu did not react.
Yan Han immediately walked over, picked her up, and shook her little shoulders, but Qianmu still didn't wake up.
Yan Han vaguely felt bad, a handful of Qianmu's pulse, Yan Han was shocked!
Qianmu's lifeline is passing by at a rapid pace!
"Senior sister, senior sister, it's all my fault, I will never leave you, I will never leave you again!" Yan Han pressed his face against Qianmu's cheek, tears rolling down.
At this moment, Qianmu's body suddenly moved slightly, and he opened his eyes and stared at Yan Han.
Her cherry lips opened slightly, as if she was very weak.
"Yan Han... I had a dream yesterday that I had planted a patch of grass in the city of the fallen gods, and it could bear fruit every day. I feel so sleepy, so sleepy..." As soon as Qian Mu said a few words, he fell asleep again, no matter how Yan Han shook, he didn't wake up again.
Yan Han cried: "Senior sister, what you said is true, that's not a dream. What the hell is going on? Tell me, tell me!"
Yan Han guessed that the divine grass must be related to Qianmu's life element being dying, but Qianmu didn't wake up and didn't know how to get more information.
Yan Han was in a hurry to arrange a number of magic circles, and then found a lot of pills that he had refined before, and piled them up in front of Qianmu.
Yan Han indiscriminately injected spiritual power into Qianmu like crazy, tossed around for a whole day, and found that any method had less than half an effect on Qianmu's life element weakening.
At night, Yan Han held Qianmu's body and squatted on the green land of the sacred grass, the breeze blowing, curling Qianmu's hair, and drifting long.
Yan Han wanted to find the answer to the passage of this piece of divine grass and Qianmu Life Element.
The sacred grass had been spoiled by the inhabitants during the day, but in the dead of night, they began to grow wildly again, bearing fruit.
Yan Han saw all this, but he was not happy at all.
"Senior sister, senior sister, I don't want you to do this! I want to give you back all the lives of this divine grass, and give it back to you..."
Yan Han said as he shed tears again, his spirit was a little delirious, holding Qianmu, humming a nursery rhyme as if to lull a child to sleep.
There is food in Luoshen City, and they can all be eaten, ten acres of divine grass, withering and glory night and night, and bearing fruit every night.
However, every night, there is a man in the city of falling gods holding a sleeping girl under this grass, singing children's songs, and crying quietly.
...
Half a month has passed.
The city of the fallen gods became extremely comfortable, as if there was no crisis to plague it anymore.
The west side of Fallen God Castle.
In the camp tent in the Valley of the West Wind, Lin Yin was furious and smashed the table in front of him.
"Heaven descends on the divine grass, God blesses the divine city... Lord Ringu, the old man thinks it's time to withdraw his troops. Nangong Lingyu said on the side.
"Heavenly Divine Grass, what a Heavenly Divine Grass!"
Lin Yin laughed wildly, "If you want me Lin Yin to give in, unless you invite the Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals to me!, everything in this palace will be considered crooked!"
Nangong Lingyu! I order you to quickly activate the Nangong Great Array, and this palace will use all your life's strength to smash down the lair of the Divine City and destroy the Divine Grass!"
"Lord Ringu, please think twice, this is very dangerous for you. ”
"Nothing! I'll see who dares to touch me? Everyone protects the Dharma for me!"
Soon, Lin Yin's order was arranged.
The disciples of the West Valley, the foreign aid disciples of the Shenxiao Sect, the Yuanqiao Immortal Sect, and the Nangong Family all gathered on the north bank of the Xishan River to stand by.
They have only one mission, and that is to protect Lin Yin.
Lin Yin will use all his magic energy to replenish the energy of the Nangong Great Array, until he competes with the Falling God Array, to tear apart the spiritual power of the Falling God Great Array.
...
It rained heavily for the past two days, and thunder frequently pierced the sky.
Xia Feng held an umbrella and looked at Yan Han not far away, shaking his head and sighing.
"I didn't expect Meng Jiao to die, and the tragedy ran to this guy so quickly. The fate is the same, the confidant is like this, I can't bear to cry about me in front of him anymore. ”
"Lord Xia Feng, Yan Han has been holding the fairy in this sacred grass for half a month, should we persuade him?"
"Young people don't understand that when you lose someone you love, the only thing you need is quiet. ”
At this moment, the alarm bell of Falling God City suddenly sounded.
"The Great Falling God Array has been broken, everyone run away!"
Someone kept shouting in the distance, and suddenly the north side of the Falling God City became chaotic.
Xia Feng was startled, and looked up to find that there were many monks flying with swords above the sky.
These alchemists were a little different from the alchemists who had seen the West Valley in the past, and they were all dressed in snow white.
However, they were very disciplined, and the Fang Shi who flew in did not attack any of the people in the Fallen God City.
The refugees in Falling God City heard a very powerful voice from afar.
"Fall into the Divine City, you will be captured as soon as possible, I will be ordered by the Shenxiao Sect to arrest the thief Yan Han!"
"They're the Fangshi of the Shenxiao Sect! Could it be that the Great Array is really broken?"
"I don't know, go and inform Lord Yan Han!"
"Lord Yan Han can't sit on the ground, he is already delirious, and no one can move!"
"Then let's evacuate to the South District first!"
Not long after, the residents north of Falling God City were all frightened and fled south, and the Divine Night Sect Fangshi in the sky gathered one after another on top of the ten acres of Divine Grass.
The magicians of the Shenxiao Sect were all moved when they saw that the spiritual power of this green shade was so powerful.
At the same time, they saw Yan Han.
Yan Han sat there, holding Qianmu's body, like an eternal stubborn stone.
The raindrops drenched his hair and his face, and the Qianmu in his arms seemed to have a barrier on his body to protect it from the raindrops.
"Yan Han, you demon sect, you have escaped for two years, why don't you catch it quickly!" Dian Zhuang Cang shouted in the air.
"Yan Han, do you dare to duel with me alone!" this was Hu Tian's voice.
"Little brother Yan Han, please come back to the Shenxiao faction with us!" Di Niu didn't expect to come.
Guo Ziliu and Bai Suitai also flew over at this time, and couldn't help but sigh when they saw Yan Han.
I haven't seen him for two years, and Senior Brother Yan Han didn't expect to become the target of everyone, and seeing his emaciated appearance, infinite pity rose.
"Qianmu!"
Guo Ziliu suddenly found the little junior sister and exclaimed.
Guo Ziliu almost couldn't hold it and rushed down, but was stopped by Bai Suitai.
"Let's carry out the mission of the Divine Night Palace, and don't do anything that will have an adverse impact on Zixiao Mountain. Baisui reminded in a low voice.
At this time, Yan Han slowly stood up, he swept the Fangshi flying with the sword above his head, and suddenly smiled coldly, and shouted loudly:
"Aren't you going to duel with me? Yan Han will accompany you to the end!"