The winter sun pours down through the dense foliage. The pen & fun & pavilion www.biquge.info revealed speckled spots of light, flickering on the ground of the dark jungle full of dead branches and fallen leaves. In the silence of the forest, the sudden outbreak of battle gradually calmed down.

Leaning weakly against the big tree behind him, the corners of Jiang Mingdao's mouth cracked into a wry smile. I couldn't care about the dull pain in my chest, and I couldn't help the feeling of dizziness, which made my mind even more dizzy. Gripped the silver snake in his hand again, the faint fluorescence illuminated the tall body in front of him, the hideous fangs and the eyes that emitted crimson light, as if turning into the grim smile of death, gradually approaching.

Barely opened his eyes that were confused by blood, and the dazzling light, the cold glow, with the coldness of death, instantly filled the entire sight.

"Are you going to die? It's okay, it's just that I lived up to your expectations......" I felt a little regret in my heart, but in a blink of an eye it became calm. "Comrades-in-arms, I'm here......"

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For a long time......

One, two, three...... The warm viscous liquid slowly dripped onto Jiang Mingdao's face, who was depressed and waiting for death.

"You are a Taoist priest of the Sealed Demon Valley, I know you." Just as he was wondering, a gentle voice came from his ears. Familiar voices, with reassuring concerns, and under the bright orange-orange light, the golden eyes were so sacred and bright.

I once thought it was a god from heaven who came to earth to save the suffering humans on the Marfa continent. But on that blood-mist-filled night, under the light of the crimson blood moon, the people who were praying hard did not wait for the savior in their hearts. Between hope and despair, he lost his home, relatives and comrades.

Now, this endlessly powerful mage has reappeared. It's just that the emotions of gratitude in my heart in the past have become calm. Even if the other party had just saved himself from the hands of the powerful half-beast leader, he could no longer stir up any ripples in his heart.

looked at the other party's indifferent eyes, which were resentful eyes after heartache. Su Zheng still remembered what kind of blazing brilliance this young Taoist priest standing in the corner of the battle array used to have in his eyes.

quickly understood the other party's grievances, but Su Zheng didn't give any explanation. No need!

"Tell me," handing over a bottle of dark red healing medicine, the eyes that flashed with golden light stared at the weakened warrior: "Where is Huang Rong?" ”

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The sparsely wooded edge of the forest is full of civilians who have fled the Sealed Demon Valley with their families and the few professionals who protect them. Although he was annoyed by Su Zheng's departure at the critical moment, the other party was a powerful mage after all, for the hatred in his heart, and for the sake of being able to help the people who were struggling to migrate behind him.

"Are you saying that everything that happened, including Bao Longyun's death and the disappearance of Su Rou and Huang Rong, was all caused by the Shabak City Lord?"

Looking at the gray-haired old man in front of him, his cloudy eyes flashed with hatred. Su Zheng didn't know what the old man's name was, but he followed the girl in and out of Su Rou's mansion several times, and every time he received the two of them, it was the old man who was respectfully called "Lin Bo".

"Yes, Young Master Su," looking at the down-and-out old man who was still treating himself respectfully and kindly, the white-haired old man's body that had suffered from bumps flashed with a hint of warmth. Thinking of that cute and polite girl, who was taken away by the evil devil, the old man could understand Su Zheng's urgency at the moment.

What's more, the master who has served himself for decades is dead and missing. And the huge city was also destroyed by the devil under the crimson blood moon, and the hatred of destroying the family and relatives made the kind old man feel endless sorrow in his heart.

Quietly listening to the old man's story, he recalled what he had seen. The noisy and bustling city of the past has all turned into a ruin, and Su Zheng's huge spiritual sense has swept over and over the entire ruined city.

I really understood what it meant to be "bleeding". The bones floating in a deep pool of blood evaporated slightly in the winter afterglow, diffusing into a red mist that enveloped the entire ruins. Under the breeze, it constantly transforms into various forms.

Even for the sake of their own growth, the monsters that were killed by Su Zheng could already be piled up into a majestic mountain. But the once familiar city, the vaguely familiar face, turned into a corpse struggling to survive but still being brutally killed, such a scene of blood and ruins, while shocking Su Zheng's heart, it also made the traverser who gradually became cold, spew out an infinite cold killing machine.

"Young Master Su, please call the shots for the people of the Sealed Demon Valley." Hurriedly wiped away the cloudy tears. His life has been dedicated to the Bao family in the Sealed Demon Valley, and the old man does not have any rank. He couldn't witness Su Zheng's strength with his own eyes, but hearing the sighs of the head of the family again and again made this old man have almost superstitious confidence in the young mage who exuded a hazy light and shadow in front of him.

Looking at the old man's rickety body, slowly kneeling on the ground and praying to himself, Su Zheng's heart suddenly trembled. The body that was dressed in thin single clothes and trembled under the cold wind was full of endless love for the former homeland. The deep and poignant pleading touched the softest place in Su Zheng's heart.

"Limber, don't worry!" Gently lifting the old man's weak body, the continuous encounters made the old body of the wind candle in his last years about to fall into the brink of collapse. Firmly reassuring the old man's heart, Su Zheng hurriedly took out the massive food and medicine stored in his backpack and handed them over to the professionals around him.

"I will use the blood of Huang Bingtian and the Akatsuki Demon to soothe those who died innocently......"

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"Da da da ......" is like a rapid drum beat, and the horse's hooves fall on the hard ground, and a rapid sound sounds. Rolling up the yellow sand, a magnificent carriage was tied behind two divine horses, and the exquisite design made the luxurious carriage swaying slightly but still driving smoothly and at high speed.

The thick curtain blocks the thick cold fog in the forest, making the small carriage flow with the smell of warm velvet. Gently swept away the hair wrapped around the girl's forehead, looking at Begonia's sleepy daughter, that quiet face with a faint red glow, Yi Xi expression, exuding a trace of sweetness, as if dreaming of something, the petal-like delicate lips, slightly opened and closed, confused but still crisp and sweet voice faintly came into Huang Bingtian's ears: "Brother Su, don't make trouble." Let Rong'er sleep again......"

"Su Zheng ......" unexpectedly found his daughter in the Sealed Demon City, but unfortunately failed to meet the Su Zheng who made Huang Rong miss a lot. As a father, Huang Bingtian became curious about his daughter's sweetheart.

can make Bao Longyun unforgettable, and even when he was dying, he regretted that Su Zheng could not stay in the Sealed Demon City. Otherwise, the Sealed Demon City will definitely be as stable as before.

Both sides are the lords of the same city, and both sides have a deep concern for each other. What's more, because of the relationship between his deceased wife, Huang Bingtian has the cognition of other overlords for Su Rou and his wife.

What kind of strength is it, so that his brother-in-law, even if he is shocked by the dark magic around him, still has such a firm confidence.

"Su Zheng ......" (To be continued.) )