The dog god silently kept watch by the bones of the mole Xiaoqi all night, and in the early morning he took human form and dug a small grave for her, held her in both hands and put her in it, filled in the soil, and carefully moved some wild flower seeds from the side. He looked surprisingly calm, without complaining or tears, just blank movements and empty eyes like a dry well.

The fifth shadow demon originally wanted to step forward to help him, but was stopped by Changfeng, and he deliberately asked the others to keep a distance from the dog god with him. At this moment, he may need more space to calm his mood than comforting words. After all, it was just a farewell that separated him from Xiao Qi's yin and yang, even if his sadness was deeply hidden, but the more this happened, the more worrying it became.

In the lower city of Qingyang, the Demon Spirit Clan is still struggling to stop the advance of the Demon Horse Cavalry Regiment, and although the cavalry regiment with only more than 1,000 people left has broken through the defense of artillery, there are still traps set by the Demon Spirit Clan in the city to deal with the Demon Horse.

In the shadow of the sword and sword, there were two figures standing against the wind, bringing up two huge demonic cyclones, as if to isolate everyone.

The first round of attack just now was easily blocked by the mysterious man wearing the armor of the Demon Spirit Clan in front of him, and the man showed a kind of calmness from top to bottom when receiving the move, even if he used the back of the knife, he could still feel the power of the two scimitars in his hand, he was not only able to defend against his attacks well, but also had many opportunities to counterattack. The hedgehog wanted to lose the back of his knife, otherwise he would probably have been injured by him.

This was Mochizuki's first encounter with the hedge ghost, and he had already had several encounters with him in Dongyao and Wangcheng Yongchuan, and had long heard that he was a victorious general under the Amber Dragon King, and had even watched him lead a cavalry regiment to train. He also thought that he would have a chance to have a discussion with him, but he didn't expect that this time he would get his wish, but the situation was a little delicate.

Mochizuki looked at the hedge ghost carefully, he was eight feet tall, with a tiger's back and a majestic waist, the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were full of murderous aura, and the long-handled broadsword in his hand was one meter in his hand. As far as he knows, although his sword skills are not delicate enough, his strength and endurance are above him, and the best way to encounter such an opponent is to fight quickly, but considering that it is easy to lose his strength and accidentally injure the opponent when he moves too quickly, the difficulty is several times greater.

Compared with him, the hedge ghost has no worries, he only wants to avenge the deputy mane, and the resentment in his heart is worried that he can't find an outlet, and the nosy person in front of him appeared just right, so it's better to be angry with him first. He slammed his knife with a gust of wind from the ground and raised up sand, causing Mochizuki's vision to blur for a moment, and when Mochizuki came back to his senses, the hedgehore's hand had already slashed down at his face, and he hurriedly squeezed it with the Moon Shadow Knife and then flashed to the side.

But the hedge ghost came with a whirling slash again, and this move poured a considerable amount of his strength, although it still did not hurt Mochizuki, but it lifted him far away. Mochizuki lost his balance for a moment, and had to kneel on one knee with the support of a knife. As soon as he looked up, he saw the hedge ghost jumping up and swinging his knife at him, and he hurriedly blocked it with the Moon Shadow Knife in his other hand, but was kicked in the abdomen by the hedgeh.

Mochizuki pushed the hedgehore's knife outward, and a fish jumped a little farther away from him, coughing violently twice, wiping the corners of his mouth with his hand, and thinking that if he hadn't been wearing armor, he must have been more seriously injured. Ben was still full of confidence that he could persuade this stubborn bull, but he didn't expect that now not only was he fighting fiercely, but he also had to watch many soldiers of the Demon Spirit Clan and the cavalry regiment fall around him.

In fact, he also empathizes with the mood of the hedge ghost at the moment.

When it comes to hard-cherished hatred, he also has it in his heart. At the beginning, he was wronged by everyone in the Tianquan Palace, and he secretly let go of the Yaksha, causing Ouyang Xiaoleng to be attacked, humiliated and imprisoned in the dungeon, and the red-eared demon spirit who accused him of being a traitor was the real traitor in the royal city who took refuge in Qingyun.

The truth is always ironic and cruel, and the moment he clears the clouds, he really wants to directly kill Shangcheng and shatter the corpse of the red-eared demon spirit, but he can't betray the promise he made when Ouyang Hongye let him leave the royal city that morning. It was precisely because of that promise that he traveled all the way from Huocheng Chimire to Tucheng Qingyang, completing one task after another incognito, experiencing displacement and loneliness, and he was really a little tired.

The hedge ghost thought that his kick just now would definitely hurt the other party a lot, but he quickly stood up with his head down and staggered, and the demonic cyclone around his body was even more powerful than just now, expanding rapidly in the air and even rubbing sparks.

He didn't shoot his sword, but came straight at him, and strangely enough, the hedge ghost only felt as if his body was frozen, neither able to resist nor dodge, so he had to let himself be knocked back again and again.

Speaking of strength, he hadn't lost to anyone yet, so he was quite unconvinced, he took a deep breath and took a few steps to stop his opponent, and then pushed the opponent out with the momentum of the bullfight, which cost him a lot of strength, so that he kept panting when he stayed in place.

"Hedgeh, do you want to keep fighting?" Mochizuki asked, taking advantage of the opportunity.

"If you can bring Mane back to life, I'll stop it!" The hedgehman answered him.

"You know Mane is not going to survive, but what about the other warriors under your command? Do you have to watch them die? Mochizuki shook her head and asked.

"I don't care! Don't expect me to stop unless you knock me down! As he spoke, the hedgehore had recovered and began to attack Mochizuki again.

He clenched the long-handled broadsword in his hand and opened his bow left and right, each sword full of resentment towards the Demon Spirit Clan and grief over the loss of the mane. Mochizuki only felt that his movements were getting faster and faster, and his knife was getting more and more ruthless, so he could only hold his breath and concentrate on defending as an attack.

At this time, several members of the firing group finally arrived. In the early morning, they accompanied the dog god to bury the mole Xiaoqi, and waited for a long time in the same place but did not see Mochizuki return, and then they were worried by the sound of cannons from near the city gate, so they also entered the city.

Everything in front of them was far more tragic than they imagined, from outside the city gate to the lower city, there were already corpses all over the field, and countless demon horse cavalry who had been bombed to the point that they could not recognize their appearance fell in pools of blood and flames. The rest of the cavalry, without the command of the hedgeh, were in disarray, engaged in hand-to-hand combat with the demon spirits. On the other side, the hedgehore unexpectedly lost his warriors and fought with Mochizuki.

Changfeng was not knowing how to respond, and Mochizuki's shout was heard in the distance.

"Changfeng, find a way to stop them!"

He understood and began to lead his four men to try to prevent the two sides from continuing to fight. But the warriors of the Demon Spirit Clan and the Cavalry Regiment had already killed the red eyes, and coupled with their large numbers, the strength of Chang Feng alone was a drop in the bucket. As soon as the fighting on this side was quelled, the flames of war broke out over there, and it went back and forth, and the progress was quite slow.

At the moment when Chang Feng was almost completely desperate, several teenagers on demon horses broke into their sight like saviors. Among them, the blue-clothed and silver-armored boy rushed first, and the red demon horse under him ran like a beating flame, and with one left hand, the dragon fire bow was born from his arm, and an arrow was shot at the ground between the hedge ghost and Mochizuki, so that the duel between them had to stop.

The green-clothed boy riding a gray demon horse threw out a jade sleeve brocade from his sleeve, snatching the weapons in the hands of the demon spirit clan warriors in front of him one by one and throwing them into the distance.

Looking at the girl in the light lotus dress on the back of the white demon horse, she flew down from the horse, and with the pure black long knife in her hand, she knocked down the weapons in the hands of the soldiers of the cavalry regiment who were still fighting in just a few clicks.

As soon as the white-clothed young man with the aura of a king approached, the rest of the people invariably put down the weapons in their hands. The warriors of the Demon Spirit Clan couldn't help but discuss, that young man must be the current Lord of the Demon Realm, Ouyang Xiaoleng, even if he had never seen him in the past, he could see that he was almost exactly the same as the previous generation of Demon King Fox Ouyang Xueye.

The day after the Demon Horse Cavalry Regiment left the royal city, several teenagers couldn't bear to follow them out, although they had not fully recovered from their exhaustion, but they were worried about the safety of the intelligence group and the cavalry regiment, so they could no longer wait calmly.

As soon as the ghost saw the young master Qianqi, he finally came back to his senses, although he was still unwilling, but he had to put away the knife in his hand. He knew very well that he had made a big mistake this time, the Demon Horse Cavalry Regiment had never suffered such a painful blow since its establishment, which undoubtedly declared the failure of his combat command, and he subconsciously took off his helmet from his head, preparing to return him to the young master.

Qian Qi didn't take his helmet, but said to him: "Although I don't know what happened in this short period of time, but in any case, destroying the array material of Tucheng Qingyang is the top priority now, and your mistakes will be investigated by the Demon King Fox and my father in the future." ”

After hearing this, the hedge ghost was even more ashamed, but he didn't expect that compared with his own recklessness, Qianqi, who was only a teenager, already knew how to take care of the overall situation so well. He bowed deeply to the thousand horsemen, then put his helmet back on his head, and his cavalry stopped fighting.

And the same is true of the Demon Spirit Clan, in fact, some of them began to waver after listening to Mane's words, after all, the glorious career of the horse has long been a thing of the past, and now they are all at an age when they are about to return to dust. Later, they had to engage the cavalry regiment because the red-eared demon spirit suddenly opened fire on the other side, but after a long battle, they really felt powerless. The arrival of the demon king fox and his companions made them even less motivated, so they simply stopped and sat on the ground.

The other part of those who were still willing to follow the Red Ear Demon Spirit retreated to the upper city and entered the palace with him.