"Fenghuo has come to his senses." Mochizuki shouted to Ouyang Hongye.

"It's okay, I can't resist it, there are so many mourning ghosts here like ants, it's really difficult to keep going!" Ouyang Hongye complained, "Let's retreat directly to the Nanzhejiang Palace, close the palace gate, and only fight against the remaining mourning ghosts in the palace should be the most time-saving and energy-saving way." ”

"Agreed! Hurry up and find a place to take a breath and let me drink saliva, this guy is not ordinary! Mochizuki dragged the wind and fire up again, panting in response.

"You're going to have a drink!"

Ouyang Hongye teased while cutting off the head of a rushing mourning ghost with flames, perhaps the most charming thing about him is that he can still be naughty as a child at such a dangerous moment, this suave man, his charm sometimes makes men irresistible.

Fenghuo's mind was still a little dazed, and his legs were still weak, and Mochizuki supported him with great effort, because his height and weight could be said to be a behemoth compared to Mochizuki. His brain kept telling him to hurry up and join the battle he had started, but his legs and feet didn't listen to him.

"Don't rush to exert force yet, your nerve center is affected by the sound waves emitted by the zombie eater, and it is paralyzed and manipulated, so you will not be able to exert your strength, and too much rush to exert force will cause damage to your nerves. Now that your consciousness has returned, your body will be able to move freely. Ouyang Hongye reminded.

became everyone's burden, and it was really difficult for Fenghuo to swallow this breath, so he shouted to Ouyang Hongye and Mochizuki: "Leave me alone, just put me in an old house, you hurry up and do what you have to do." ”

"As early as the moment Lord Yong and Elder Cheng decided that you would come with us to look for the Heavenly Rune, whether you admit it or not, we are brothers who live and die together, just when you lost consciousness, your life was tied to us tightly, we will never put our brother's safety at risk, and you don't say anything stupid to throw you down!" Ouyang Hongye said categorically, without the cynicism just now, but more like a leader who was ordering him.

In fact, Fenghuo has long known that Ouyang Hongye's frivolous surface hides excellent leadership skills, and the team led by him has always been able to defeat the strong with the weak, all because of his superhuman wisdom and flexible mobilization, although he is the descendant of the previous generation of red-haired Wang Hu, he is willing to silently support him behind Ouyang Xueye, both the most loyal courtier and the most brotherly brother.

After Ouyang Xueye and Ran Susu died in battle, he was not afraid of external invasion and internal disturbance, and protected their son, Ouyang Xiaoleng, the descendant of the demon king fox, and his loyalty and infatuation had already been passed down as a good story in the royal city. Although there were still some forces in the royal city that opposed Ouyang Xiaoleng's ascension to the throne, Fenghuo knew that no one did not admire Ouyang Hongye's personality.

And today, he Fenghuo has a new understanding of Ouyang Hongye, he can casually throw himself into the mourning ghosts, they belong to different factions and support different masters, Fenghuo feels that if he dies, it will be a good thing for them, at least not a bad thing. But Momiji still insisted on saving him, and even if he put everyone in danger, they never moved the idea of giving up on him.

Such an awe-inspiring and righteous move, such a friendship of life and death, such a heroic spirit, and such a heroic and fearless battle all moved him to tears. Fenghuo is actually a person with a temperament, if the demon world is still peaceful and prosperous, he and Mochizuki will definitely become very good friends, because he also likes to drink and talk, he and Ouyang Hongye should also be like brothers, instead of becoming the current beggar-thy-neighbor relationship.

"Fenghuo, you are familiar with Nanzhejiang, which is the easiest way to get from here to the palace?"

Ouyang Hongye's voice broke the chaotic thoughts.

Fenghuo replied weakly: "It's not easy to walk anywhere now." ”

Ouyang Hongye smiled indifferently: "Then let's choose the nearest one." ”

Mochizuki cheered up: "Then kill all the way from this avenue, it's been a long time since I've killed it like this, these guys are simply vulnerable." ”

"Just what I want!"

Ouyang Hongye swung the flames in his hand a few more times out of thin air, dusting off the stains from the Mourning Eaters on it, ready to meet their next wave of attacks at any time.

They rushed along the largest road on the central axis of the city to the Old Palace, which was once the commercial center of southern Zhejiang, with wide and open roads, and the prosperity of the past is still faintly visible. There are also the wreckage of old stalls and trucks, which are in tatters, but some of their silhouettes can still be seen, and the bottles and cans on them are also in tatters, and the velvet cloth that used to cover them has long since rotted. The more you go to the old palace, the more mourning ghosts gather, Mochizuki has to take care of supporting the wind and fire, and only Ouyang Hongye is alone to face them, causing the speed of progress to become slower and slower.

Passing through this path is a mixed bag, on the one hand, the enemy's offensive is clear at a glance, and on the other hand, there are not too many barriers to withstand the attack. Ouyang Hongye swung his own flames with his right hand to cut off the heads of the attackers, and with his left hand, he used the wind to move the leaf dance to block their attack, the strange thing was that although these zombies were already zombies, the blood that spilled after being cut off was still bright red. The ground washed by blood faintly flashed with gold leaf, and Momiji suddenly remembered that this avenue was called the Golden Road, and the stone bricks of the entire road were attached to the gold leaf, which showed the love of the lord of Nanzhejiang City for gold. The gold leaf was embedded in the bricks and put together into a peony pattern, and the flowers that were slowly washed out of the blood seemed to bloom from the earth, setting off the rancid stench and the saltiness of blood in the air, with a strong smell of blood and a deeply shocking beauty. The city was shrouded in miasma, so that he could not see the time, he did not know how long the battle had been, he was gradually tired, and the rhythm of his swinging weapons was not as sharp as before.

"How long will it be before we get to the Palazzo Vecchio?" Ouyang Hongye asked the wind and fire behind him without looking back.

"You can already see it." Wind and Fire responded.

"Where can I still look at it! Mochizuki, you go in with the wind and fire first, and I am responsible for breaking the back and closing the palace gate. Ouyang Hongye commanded.

"Understood." After Mochizuki agreed, he quickly dragged the wind and fire into the darkness of the gate of the Nanzhejiang Palace.

Ouyang Hongye swung his sword violently, cutting off the heads of the three mourning ghosts that rushed up, and then used the wind to move Ye Wu to block the mourning ghosts closest to the gate back. Immediately after, he quickly flashed into the palace gate, and leaned his back against the palace gate and pushed back until the whole door was completely closed. The mourning ghosts were still pounding on the palace gate outside, and their terrible cries were heard incessantly. Mochizuki helped Fenghuo to the wall, and he rushed to Ouyang Hongye's side to push the bolt of the palace gate up, this palace door has not been used for too long, and it really took a lot of effort to push this bolt.

As soon as the door was locked, the two of them began to be alert to the zombie eaters who could emerge from the darkness at any moment, and knocked them down at the first opportunity. Wind and fire gradually began to regain their strength, and they were able to hold on to the wall and straighten up, dragging their legs to move slowly.

"The wind stops blazing." Ouyang Hongye lit up the surroundings with flames, and the firelight was particularly dazzling in the darkness, and the scenery around them became clear.

The terrain of the inner palace is more familiar than anyone else, he has been invited by the city lord of Nanzhejiang many times to visit here many times, before the red leaves of his own unwavering behavior, let him understand that at this moment he can only do his best to help everyone.

"The garden used by the lord of Nanzhejiang City for his personal use is a forbidden place, and no one other than him is allowed to enter it, and it must be entered through a secret passage." Fenghuo said to Ouyang Hongye and Mochizuki.

"Do you know where that secret passage is?" Ouyang Hongye asked.

"Follow this road until you pass through the front hall and the main hall, and then turn the ninth of the eighteen bronze leopard heads on the left-hand wall in the side hall on the left, and you will find the secret passage, which is the maze path that leads to the private garden of the lord of Nanzhejiang City and his treasure pavilion." Fenghuo told Ouyang Hongye what he knew word for word.

"Not to mention his private garden, it's rare that you even know where his treasure cabinet is." Mochizuki sighed.

"When I was young, I was curious, and I once secretly followed the lord of Nanzhejiang City, although I only saw it from a distance, but I also saw the wealth of Nanzhejiang City, but I didn't pay attention to the murals you said at that time." Fenghuo can't help but have some regrets.

"Already helped a lot!" Ouyang Hongye said with satisfaction.

In the darkness, the voices of mourning ghosts still come and go. Although the clothes covered by these mourning ghosts were tattered, it was still clear that they were servants from the palace in the past, and some even wore hats from the palace service. It's strange to say, the mourning ghosts who have no ability to think are still sticking to the old rules, those who used to be outside the palace are not allowed to enter the inner palace even if they become mourning ghosts, and the people in the palace seem to be still guarding here, not leaving the palace for half a step.

Under the guidance of wind and fire, they directly entered the front hall, which had long lost its former glory, full of dust and pungent rancid stench, Ouyang Hongye used the wind to move the leaf dance, and used the demon fire to ignite the lamp holder that still existed on the palace wall. When the lights are turned on, everything suddenly opens up, the front hall is very wide, and the golden wall of the past is revealed in the dilapidation, and it is not even lost to the Chenji Palace.

There are four tall statues of the guardian unicorn beast in the hall, and the mottled gold on the walls reveals from behind the dust, and the extremely luxurious city lord of Nanzhejiang has plated the walls and floor of the palace with gold leaf. It seems that they felt the invasion of Momiji, and the mourning ghosts in the palace began to stir, and they continued to gather and surge on the side of the front hall, and they also surrounded Momiji in the middle of the front hall. The sound waves emitted by the mourning ghosts buzzed and constantly stimulated the eardrums and nerves of Momiji, Mochizuki, and Wind and Fire, and Momiji, who had long been exhausted from the battle all the way, relied on willpower to resist this manipulation that had been deep in the bone marrow and nerves.

"There are so many mourning ghosts in the palace, it seems that it is impossible for us to enter the main hall easily." Ouyang Hongye is not at all like the current enemy, with a detached ease and ease.

"I'm not afraid of a large number, but the effect of the gathering sound in this palace is too good, and I can't stand the screams of these guys, but now it's even worse." Mochizuki was tormented by their howls to the point of annoyance.

"Remember the songs you were taught to sing when you used to drink?" Ouyang Hongye asked.

"Why don't you remember, when I listen to you play and sing, I think it sounds good, so I have to teach me what you taught me." Mochizuki remembered it all at once.

"Do you want to sing and kill at the same time?" Ouyang Hongye asked.

"What a good idea!" Mochizuki agreed.

Ouyang Hongye began to sing, and Mochizuki also echoed:

Kasumi is the wall, and Lan is the mantle.

The pond is hazy, and the lotus is like an umbrella.

Flowers fly and butterflies dance, always accompanied.

The sacred bird returns, and the fairy music turns.

It was a song about fairyland, the melody was quiet and distant, like a clear spring, washing away all the irritability and burning sensation caused by the mourning ghosts, and the body became much more relaxed, even if there were more mourning ghosts in front of them, there was no need to be afraid. Wind and Fire's paralyzed nerves were also completely relaxed, and he summoned his double axe, Feng Yue in his left hand and Huo Yue in his right hand, and followed them into battle.

The demonic power of the three seemed to be condensed by the singing, and the positions and movements of the individual battles became more and more coordinated, and soon killed most of the mourning ghosts gathered in the hall. After that, they broke out of the encirclement and marched straight to the main hall.