On the forest path south of Kaiyi City, Qi Rang rushed in the direction of Yingfu with the medicine bag on his back. Having traveled and practiced medicine all year round, he has developed good foot strength, but at this time he still feels that it is too slow.

Suddenly, a girl's cry could be heard in the distance. Qi Rang stopped and listened carefully, and the sound seemed to pass through the jungle around him in one fell swoop. Qi Rang looked around suspiciously, but there was no sound. He thought he had misheard, and was just about to continue his journey when a huge wind pressure suddenly came from the sky overhead. Qi Rang immediately jumped into the bushes beside him and hid, looking at the sky vigilantly.

A huge demon beast swept through the air with huge wings, the upper body was a human, and the lower body was a beast, it was Yizhao.

Seeing Yizhao, Qi Rang only felt that his scalp was numb. Yi Zhao is a half-demon bloodline, and Ying Zhao is also a half-demon person. Yi Zhao? Ying Zhao? Could it be that the Yi Zhao just now was Ying Zhao? At that time, I found a relic that recorded the ancient medical Tao, and when I saw half of it, the ruins were destroyed by a Yi Zhao. Yi Zhao's deeds are rare, could it be that the Yi Zhao he saw at that time was Ying Zhao? Is there any connection to this? If not, it would be too coincidental.

For a while, Qi Rang's brain was a little overwhelmed, shook his head, and prepared to leave.

At this moment, Qi Rang saw under him, and cold sweat instantly soaked his back.

In the bushes beneath him, there was a footprint.

Just before Yi Zhao flew overhead, someone passed by him.

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Outside the Ying Mansion, the young man sat among the corpses with a nine-stringed piano in his arms, feeling the surprise of the rest of his life after the catastrophe. Two men, each armed with a cross-bladed steel gun, stood facing each other. The two looked alike, one glared angrily, and the other was calm and speechless. The innocent girl held the medicine box and told the untold story while bandaging the wounds of the young man.

"Thank you, Miss Yanyu, in Xia Gan Sheng. After the wound was bandaged, the young man thanked the girl. The girl politely returned the salute.

"In other words, the leaders of the Jiyan Mercenary Group, who are known as the first mercenaries, are actually two people. Gan Sheng wanted to stand up, but the weakness of his arms made him sit on the ground and smile bitterly, "The leader of the Jiyan mercenary group is Yan Hong in front of everyone, and the first mercenary is actually the last soldier behind him." ”

The calm-faced man nodded, while the other spoke, "Are you finished?" Yes, we were two people until he betrayed me. ”

"How did I betray you? I don't want to see you destroy the Jiyan Mercenary Group with your own hands. "The last soldier could not calm down anymore.

"Hehe, I ruined it? Did I destroy it? Yes, you are very good at fighting, you are the first mercenary. But without me, relying on your brute strength, would the Jiyan Mercenary Group be where it is today?"

"This is what you brought to the Jiyan mercenary group today?" the last soldier laughed angrily, mockingly looking around at the corpses all over the field.

"You've got the handle on the job now, aren't you? If you hadn't betrayed me, how could you have today's fiasco!"

"You're hopelessly paranoid!" said the last soldier with a crossblade steel spear and turned to leave. Yan Yu picked up the medicine box and followed closely.

"Come back, the farther you go, the better, but you have to leave my sister behind!"

Hearing this, Yan Yu immediately turned around and said, "I don't." ”

"Light rain. The last soldier gently put his arm on Yan Yu's shoulder, "Your brother is right, it's too dangerous for you to stay and follow me." ”

"Why?" Yan Yu looked back at the last soldier, but saw the last soldier's eyes full of pity and apology.

"I'm sorry. The last soldier held down the hand of the Yanyu acupuncture point and secretly exerted force.

"Don't ······" Yan Yu's vision gradually blurred, and he collapsed in the arms of the last soldier. The last soldier kissed Yan Yu's lips, handed the person to Yan Hong, and turned to leave.

Seeing this, Gan Sheng struggled to get up, and instead of going to Yan Hong, he followed the last soldier.

"Wait a minute. ”

"What's wrong?"

"Why did you give Yan Yu to Yan Hong. ”

"He's her brother. I'm an outlaw, and it's dangerous for her to follow me. ”

"But she loves you. ”

"So I can't put her in danger. ”

"Okay. Gan Sheng spread his hands helplessly, "In short, I owe you a life today." ”

"No need to do that, you're from the Jiyan Mercenary Group, I just don't want to see it destroyed. ”

"I'll quit the Jiyan Mercenary Regiment soon, and I'll stay in Kai Yan City in the future. If you need manpower, come to me, after all, I owe you. ”

The last soldier wanted to refuse, but after thinking about it, he still agreed. Gan Sheng's strength is not weak. People will inevitably have accidents, and one more help is not a bad thing.

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Qi Rang came to Yingfu breathlessly, everything was over, only corpses and charred ruins were left, and the remaining flames were still trying their best to be arrogant.

Qi Rang searched for survivors in the ruins, but found nothing. However, in a corpse that had been turned into charcoal, Qi Rang found a medicine bottle, which was the selective poison that the master had asked him to hand over to Ying Xuan.

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In the western part of the city stands a tall tower. The tower is ten floors, the whole body is oppressive black, and the center of the tower is a patio. Surrounding the patio, there are four enclosed rooms on each floor.

This tower, which is the famous charm tower of Yisang, is the residence of the remaining eighty charm generals except for the envoy of the charm department. The Yisang people have mixed feelings about this building. On the one hand, this tower seems to be the Shura Tower, which is inhabited by eighty evil spirits that may devour people, and on the other hand, this tower represents the supreme defense mechanism of the Xiling Empire, protecting Yisang from being consumed by the flames of war.

At this moment, however, the eighty rooms in the tower were empty.

In the main hall of the Yisang Palace, Shan Huaiyan did not wear a dragon robe, but stood in front of the dragon chair in armor, and seventy-nine charms wearing black tights and black ghost masks stood silently below. Seventy-nine people ago, the two charms stood side by side.

"Mei Jiangxi, it is meritorious. According to the order of the Xiling Law Charm Department, I gave him the qualification to challenge the Charm Department. The challenge is at the time of Shen Zheng the next day, at the Meita patio. The loser will re-enter the Meita, and the winner will be the new ambassador of the Meitu. Shan Huaiyan's voice exudes inviolable majesty.

"Yes. Eighty-one charms said in unison.

On the second day, at the beginning of Shen, the winter sun showed its fatigue early. Unlike the harsh winter in Jingchuan, Xiling is located in the south, and the winter in the south is a calm and mild warm winter. There is never snow in the winter, the Bustard River does not freeze all year round, and the leaves are still verdant even under the frost.

The Fengzheng Street of Yisang City is bustling all day long. A man dressed as a charming general is accompanying a young girl to wander along the shop. The girl was wearing a pale red dress, her long hair was casually tied behind her back, hanging down to her waist, and her eyes were full of worry. The passers-by unconsciously moved a few steps out of the way and threw surprised glances at them.

"Xi, are you really good dressed like this? You seem to be scaring others. Seeing the eyes of passers-by and merchants, the girl said to the charm general beside her a little shyly.

"What's this, I'm just putting on my own clothes, not on a mission. Xi held the girl in her arms, and her voice was very small, "Yi'er, you know." If I don't wear this ghost mask, I will really scare people. ”

The two walked along the street, and Yi'er leaned her head on Xi's shoulder and said, "It's okay, I don't care." But is it okay to expose our relationship so openly?"

"I'm going to be the envoy of the Charm Department in a moment, and the rules of the ordinary Charm Department are useless to me. ”

"Are you so confident?"

"The Falcon has been pampered for too long. Every envoy of the charm department is destined to be defeated by his subordinates who are sharpened in the shadows. ”

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"Yi'er. Xi turned around and grabbed Yi'er's shoulders. Yi'er lowered her head intentionally or unintentionally, not looking at Xi.

"Yi'er, you have something on your mind. ”

"Nope. ”

"Don't pretend. Every time you think about something, your right hand tugs at the hem of your skirt, and the tip of your thumb taps at the joint of your ring finger. ”

Yi'er blushed and whispered, "I won't tell you." ”

"It's okay, I'll take you somewhere. Xi laughed, took Yi'er's hand and left the market.

The two trotted all the way, gradually leaving the noisy city center and coming to the door of a quaint courtyard. Opposite the courtyard gate, there is a dilapidated mansion, and on the plaque full of cobwebs, the word "Wu" can be vaguely seen.

"Xi, isn't this your home?"

"It used to be, but now don't mention it. Xi didn't care about the mansion, and took Yi'er to push open the dusty gate of the courtyard.

The courtyard is overgrown with grass and trees, and inside is an ancient temple. Xi pushed open the temple door, and a weasel quickly passed through the feet of the two, and several broken spider silks hung down on Xi's head. "Ahem. Xi swept away the dust in the air, tore off the spider silk above her head, and walked in with Yi'er.

The temple is dedicated to a stone statue: a handsome-looking middle-aged man sitting on the back of a huge fish.

"Who is he?" Yi'er asked in surprise.

"He's not human, he's the Phantom God Lord of the Western Regions and the Northern Frontier. He was too strong, and he had already reached that ethereal and ethereal divine realm. Xi picked up the futon in front of the stone statue and patted the dust on the futon, "Ahem." ”

"People call him, King of Mirage. ”