The flag fluttered in the wind, and the totem of the bull's head and wings faintly glowed with blood-red. This is the light of slaughter, the symbol of calamity, and tonight, here, there will be a bloody battle.

The night is getting deeper, the cold is getting heavier, and when the moon is empty, there is a baby crying on the riverbank.

Immediately after that, there was a crow cry in the night, and countless black crows were already hovering in the sky, covering the sky and the sun, screaming miserably. The beasts of the mountains, the dragons of the waters, and the snakes and insects of the earth were not divided.

The frightened mountains and fields became chaotic, with dragons and tigers roaring, wolves howling and ghosts howling, snakes raising their heads, and scorpions raising their tails; They are all eager to try.

A fierce battle is about to break out.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the Moon Remnant Knife flew up to the black crow, pinched his hands and roared, "Flame Bird ~ Fire Crow." A firebird emerged from its body and circled in the crow flock to disperse it. The moonlight fell, and the camp was temporarily quiet.

Inside the carriage: In the shadow of the beating lights, the witch took a look at the baby in her arms and called to Yi Yan, "Take my brocade box, you step back ten steps away." ”

Yi Yan looked in the direction she was pointing, and there was a yellow cloth bag at the back of the car; In her memory, this burden lady never left her. Carefully took it and put it in her hand, bowed down and said, "Yi Yan retires." ”

After Yi Yan got out of the car, Mrs. opened the brocade box, took out three ever-blooming plants of the same size and bright colors from it, and held them in her hand.

Her eyes were always on the baby, full of doting, pain, perseverance and sadness.

With a gentle shake, the petals turned into dust and fell on the baby, and the baby, which was originally blood-stained and wrinkled, seemed to have grown up for four or five months in an instant, with a ruddy face and bright eyes.

Stretched out his little hand to grab the placket of his mother's clothes, and with great effort, he put a lot of effort on his chest and 'gurgling' and ate it, and from time to time he made a 'giggle' laugh.

Seeing him eat so happily, the lady's tired face hung into a smile. Ten fingers are clenched, and the spikes on the vine branches are inserted into the palms of the hands; He frowned in his smile, never left the child, and muttered, "Whether it is a blessing or a curse, it depends on your creation." ”

Her blood didn't drop, it was sucked by the five vine branches. In the past three quarters of an hour, the vine branches had turned completely blood-red, and Madame's face had turned very pale.

Exhaling and spreading her fingers, five rattan sticks fell out of her hands and formed a rattan basket, and the leaves turned into silk.

The constant flowering is a symbol of the Hundred Witches. This flower always blooms, and this love is long; The flowers thank the people and return, and the leaves fall and leave forever; It is a belief that has been passed down by generations of shrine maidens with their lives and souls.

Now she gives this flower and leaf to her children, and it is the eternal guardian of the mother; It is the last barrier to protect this child in this place of extreme yin with nine turns and eighteen bends.

The baby was full, but one hand was still greedily grabbing, for fear that someone would rob him of his rations; The other hand took some milky white juice and handed it to her mother, smiling happily.

The laughter of a newborn baby is very pleasant, comparable to a singing yellow warbler and a wind-shaking silver bell.

The 'giggling' laughter was not loud, but it was loud under the quiet night sky and spread far away.

When all the warriors heard this, they all shook their spirits and clenched their weapons.

The goblins and goblins all erected their coats, arched their bodies, bared their teeth and roared lowly.

The footsteps of the fierce battle are near, getting closer and closer.

Madame listened attentively. He lowered his head and kissed the child's face and gently put it in the basket.

Holding the brocade box in his arms, his slender and slender ten fingers pressed on the brocade box, slowly closing his moist eyes, and listening to everything that was happening outside the car.

Tears rolled down the corners of her eyes.

Although her eyes were closed, her heart was very clear.

Although there were Moon Remnant Blades and dozens of samurai outside, it was not easy to stop the demons and monsters that coveted this child, she had to prepare and pray.

Idri turned back into a fox and sat ten paces away from the carriage looking up at the sky.

It's already more than half of the time, and the ghost gate has been opened, and countless ghosts and goblins have gathered around them, just waiting for an opportunity to rush up and snatch the newborn young master.

They ~ Moon Remnant Sword, all the samurai and Yi Yan have all realized that they are going to die, and they will not let a wild ghost or a goblin get close to the carriage as soon as they are still alive.

This is their mission, and it is their faith.

The night was getting darker and darker, and the stars and moon had long since disappeared, and there was a dark red between the dark and yellow.

Lightning and thunder roared, several times above their heads.

The dry thunder on a sunny day is the most alarming, causing the things in the coffin of the Huali ghost pattern to be uneasy.

Hearing the movement in the coffin, Yi Yan was so shocked that he raised the hair on his body, stared at the coffin and let out a low long roar.

But it didn't calm the contents of the coffin.

Yi Yan hesitated, then jumped up.

Pressed by her, the contents finally quieted down. But Yi Yan could clearly feel the astonishing cold air coming from the coffin, and he could clearly see that a layer of frost had formed on the surface of the coffin, and the ghost lines were gradually fading.

What was in the coffin, even the Moon Remnant Knife didn't know, so he had to bring it back to Wulian Peak and ask the ancestors of the Yu family to check it.

Yi Yan didn't dare to have the slightest contempt, and hurriedly cast a spell to suppress it. But with little effect.

Knowing that he couldn't suppress it, he cried and informed the Moon Remnant Knife on the other side of the river.

Hearing Yi Yan's wail, the Moon Remnant Knife flew over without the slightest hesitation; At a glance, it was clear that there was something wrong with the coffin.

Walking up to the coffin, he reached out and touched it, shocked. Said: "It's so cold, if you find it later, I'm afraid it will cause a big disaster." ”

With that, take out the peacock feather and insert it into your chest.

Yi Yan was shocked and stopped him, "Wizard......." ”

But a step too late, the peacock feather was inserted into the chest, and the steaming blood dripped down the peacock feather onto the coffin.

The Moon Remnant Knife waved his hand and said indifferently: "It's okay, don't worry about me; This seat has been in the world for 300 years without encountering an opponent; Even if you lose two cups of blood, although the night moon is hidden, the long knife is still there; I don't think these mountain spirits, wild monsters, and evil ghosts can help me. ”

Yi Yan didn't say anything more, she knew that the wizard was reckless. lost two cups of blood in one day, and ordinary people will fall into a lifelong disease if they don't die; Although the wizard's cultivation is high, it is difficult to recover in a short period of time.

But what if you don't!

There are more and more evil ghosts and goblins, and they will definitely attack before the ugly time.

On the fifteenth day of July, there are millions of evil spirits and goblins in this place, who are not strong.

But they did not have a trace of fear, and they still fought to the end; This is the momentum of the Baiyue No. 1 Witch Gu family.

"This momentum has suppressed the goblins of Baiyue for thousands of years, and it will definitely only become more domineering in the next tens of millions of years." Yi Yan looked at the Moon Remnant Knife and whispered to himself.

The blood pressure in the heart of the Moon Remnant Knife was stopped, and the contents of the coffin were quiet.

The cold air receded, and the ghost lines became more bright red, like blood.

No, that's blood; The cinnabar has long been eaten away by the things in the coffin, and this ghost pattern ~ is coagulated by the blood of the Moon Remnant Knife.

After losing two cups of blood in one day, the Moon Remnant Knife's face was pale, and his steps were a little vain. When he flew past, he staggered and held on to the rock before he stood firm.

But he still stood straight, clenched the knife in his hand, and looked at the things hidden in the shadows with a pair of cold eyes, and they trembled with fright.

The lintel of the Baiyue No. 1 Witch Gu Family, and the prestige of the Great Wizard Moon Remnant Knife were enough to make most of them pee their pants in fright. This is the Tiger Roaring Mountain Forest ~ prestige.

The plan of the Moon Remnant Knife is to make them scared and delay time; He just had to wait until dawn.

During the day is the world of men, and most of the wild ghosts and goblins have to go back to their nests; Even if the rest of them can withstand the scorching sun, their abilities will be greatly reduced, and they will not pose much of a threat.

Besides, the reinforcements from Wulian Peak will definitely arrive before noon. At that time, it was too late for these wild ghosts and goblins to save their lives.

The night was getting deeper and deeper.

The child is nearing the end, and the ugly hour is near; The dark curtain on the sky was already pressing overhead, and the demons and goblins had already reached the defense line.

Sensing the extremely cold air coming from behind him, the Moon Remnant Knife looked sideways and saw a little white light approaching in the northwest direction.

The visitor was not in a hurry, and slowly arrived at the front. Yuan is three strange people wearing black cloaks and holding Shura knives that can't tell whether they are men or women.

The three of them all looked very thin, thin only skin and bones, and their skin was white and gray, as if they had been painted with burnt ashes.

Looking at each other across the line of defense with the Moon Remnant Knife, he saluted and said, "Great Wizard, I can see you again in my lifetime, it can be described as fate." ”

His voice was very sharp, like a lonely bird's long song, as if it had the power to seduce the soul, and the face of the Moon Remnant Knife changed slightly.

The long knife in the hand is unsheathed for three points; bowed his head slightly to show his salute in return, and said: "I should be the road of the mountain and wild goblins who are not long-eyed to be the Yu family of my witch gate, it turns out that you three monsters who can't be killed; Yasaburo: Candles, light, shadows. ”

The corners of the three of them smiled.

Saburo's Candle said in a deep voice: The Great Wizard still remembers us, and he must remember the events of three hundred years ago. He put his left hand on his chest and said, "After three hundred years, many things have returned to dust, and only this wound still aches faintly; The wound has not healed, so the hatred remains. ”

Yue Remnant Dao squinted, stared at his chest tightly, and said, "It's just that my cultivation was not good at that time, and you escaped a catastrophe." ”

The Moon Remnant Knife was looking for an opportunity to pierce his chest, but the candle remained silent and said slowly: "Yes, it's a pity, you have pierced my heart scale armor, and it takes more than half the effort to kill me." He smiled slyly, and said, "It's a pity today, the great wizard Moon Remnant Knife who is famous in the three thousand cities of the hundred and three thousand cities is going to die here." ”

With that, his body moved.

The person was still outside the defense line, but the Shura Knife had already reached less than half a foot from the center of the Moon Remnant Knife's eyebrows.

The Moon Remnant Knife blocked it, and the two sides returned to calm down and confronted each other silently.

The Moon Remnant Knife should not have been calm, the other party has already made a move, no matter who it is, whether it is an enemy or not, he should draw the knife.

But tonight he had a lot of concerns.

In the Extreme Yin Land of the Extreme Yin Night, he who lost two cups of blood was by no means the opponent of these three monsters; The Moon Remnant Knife knows it well, and so do candles, light, and shadow. There is still a stalemate because both sides are waiting. The Moon Remnant Knife is waiting for time, and the other party is waiting for the opportunity.