Chapter 11 The Independence of the Fallen Soldier The Snowman's Intestines Are Broken

Julong harnessed the spring wood and hovered over the forest where he often met with Han Qi, but after a while, he saw a person at the exit of the dark passage probing his brain. Julong smiled knowingly, commanded Haruki to hide far away, watched Glaze Oblivion call his bird and left vigilantly, only then did he come out of the hidden place, deliberately keeping a considerable distance and height from Glaze Oblivion, and followed him unhurriedly.

By the time Julong followed the glaze to the ground, it was already evening. Glaze Yan looked around for a moment before walking forward. He didn't go far before he walked into a dead end, at least in Julong's eyes, it seemed that there was no way out, but Glaze Oblivion just tapped the bare mountain walls around him, and then chose the one closest to him, and then raised his arm, drew a big circle in the air, and muttered to himself, and suddenly the trajectory that his arm had drawn just now turned into a ring of fire that flashed with flames. She took out a piece of dark crystal full of bad luck and said to herself, "If you don't catch her, there will be no way to start the sacrifice!" After that, he suspended the black crystal in the air and placed it in the center of the ring of fire, but after a while, the mountain wall was concave and a piece of something the size of the ring of fire, like a door, and the glaze retracted the black crystal and said, "The people of the witch doctor village are always so smart about themselves!" ”

Julong watched the glaze disappear into the mountain wall, so he didn't care about suspicion, and rushed in while the mountain wall was not closed. It turns out that behind the mountain wall is the cottage that saved Yiyu and Demon Qi at the beginning, and the wall here is thousands of feet high, which is indeed a good place to escape the world. I don't know if it was because of the glaze oblivion or the sentence dragon that triggered the security confinement here, there was a piercing "buzzing" sound in the witch doctor's village, and the lights of every thatched hut were hurriedly lit, and the men rushed out with hunting bows in their hands. Julong and the earth are inherently connected, and he can easily blend into the protective colors around him like a chameleon. He gathered his spiritual power, and together with his body, he attached himself to an old tree. The glaze was unfortunately surrounded.

An old village owner with a faltering step and a beard more than three feet long approached Glaze Oblivion, who said to him: "The foreign woman who is here with you, hand her over!" The old man stroked his beard and said slowly, "Oh, it's you! Why, you have never interacted with the people of our witch doctor village, today, why are you here? "I'm not here to listen to your nagging! Now, all you have to do is hand over that girl to me! ”

Abaram rushed out, pointed his spear against the glaze, and said, "She is not with us!" Even with us, we won't hand it over to you! "Which onion are you?" Glaze Yan pinched the spear with one hand, and it broke off so easily, "I want her, it's good for you!" She is the sacrifice that the Demon Qi King has been looking for to sacrifice to the undead of Wushan, as long as she is there, Wushan will turn back to its original lushness, and the fate of the Wu clan will be reversed! ”

"We, we have never approved of you going against the sky." The old village owner said slowly, "Our witch doctor village respects heaven and life, God wants to take us back, and we have no complaints." "You're a bunch of crazy people! I must get the person I want! Glaze Oblivion began to roar wildly, she used witchcraft to summon the wind, most of the people in the witch doctor village are practicing medicine for a living, witchcraft is really not good at witchcraft, no one can stand in the wind, let alone stop Glaze Oblivion. The wind is surging, the sky and the earth change color, the fallen leaves all over the ground are whipped up by the wind, the neat bamboo forest on the side is already crooked, the thatched hut can not withstand the oppression of the wind, some simply collapse, some just the doors and windows are bounced open, the ladies in the house are holding the bed or table squatting in the corner, each thatched hut has been glazed and searched like this, there is indeed no trace of rumors. Glaze annihilation is itching with hatred, tomorrow is the day of sacrifice, she doesn't want to accompany these stubborn people to die! She slammed the wind and disappeared. Julong also immediately chased the glaze and disappeared.

Demon Qi flew to the wizard's village with Yi Yu, and the rows of crystal houses revealed a strange aura at night. "Y-Why did you bring me to a place like this?" Yi Yu looked around and swallowed hard. Mo Qi just stretched out a hand, aimed at Yi Yu, and a beam of silver light shot out from his palm, and Yi Yu lay on the ground, unconscious.

When Yi Yu opened her heavy eyelids again, she dimly felt a white light in front of her, and several black shadows walked towards her. She shook her heavy head, opened her eyes and looked at her, a dense group of people in a circle were looking at her, and groups of people came up intermittently, merging into a larger circle with these people. She was at a loss, what was going on? She tried to move, but found that she could not close her hands and lift her feet, and when she looked left and right, she was tied to a large cross-shaped stake. She wanted to shout, but Mo Qi had already stuffed something in her mouth, and she could only watch and do nothing.

It didn't take long for the Demon Qi to fall from the sky. At this time, the old owner of the wizard village bowed deeply to Mo Qi, slowly walked up to the sacrificial platform, and stood in front of Yi Yu. "O undead of Wushan! You have waited for generations of witch descendants with your blood, we worship you, we worship you! You are our God! The old village owner knelt down on the ground very reverently.

"O Lord God! This Lord God! A circle of people also knelt down in response, and Mo Qi just bowed deeply. Forgive us, Lord God, take back your anger, dissolve your curse, and we will worship you forever! Today, we, your devout descendants of the Wu clan, offer you our most sincere blessings! The old village owner suddenly dodged away, revealing the rumors behind him, and everyone raised their hands and cheered. Mo Qi looked at Yi Yu coldly, but Yi Yu looked at him with wide eyes as if he was asking for help.

"Now, evil boy, seal your crystal knife!" A little boy handed over a sharp dagger made of purple crystal according to the order, and the old village owner took the dagger, and kept chirping and whining in his mouth, and everyone knelt down again, and also chirped and recited the same spell as the old village owner. Several "evil boys" held flames in their hands and lit the black thing tied to Yi Yu's wrist, just like the fire met oil, and it suddenly burned upward, and Yi Yu's wrist was engulfed by the raging fire. According to the rumors, she couldn't help but swallow her stomach when she wanted to scream with something stuffed in her mouth, and her whole arm began to hurt hotly. She wanted to kick, she wanted to throw, she wanted to scream, but the fire was always burning wildly in the wrist part, her palms clenched into fists, and her body writhed unbearably. Mo Qi looked at her still scarred palms and skimmed his face.

At this time, everyone stopped chanting the incantation, and the old village owner walked to Yi Yu's side with a dagger in both hands, and without saying a word, two strands of hot blood sprayed out from Yi Yu's two wrists, and the old village owner was covered in blood. According to the rumors, even the hands that clenched their fists became more and more weak, and his face instantly changed from painful struggle to pale and powerless. The old village owner turned around again and recited a spell to everyone, and the group of "evil boys" set fire to Yi Yu's ankles again, this time, Yi Yu only struggled for a while, and then he no longer had the strength.

Han Qi helped Yasan out of the crystal hut, and when he looked up, he saw a black patch on the top of Wu Mountain, and there was firelight. As soon as Yasan heard Hanji's description, he immediately ran a few steps ahead of him blindly. Han Qi grabbed her and asked, "What's wrong, you?" ”

"Sacrifice, sacrifice! The sacrifice begins! Yasan hurriedly said, Han Qi helped her steady and said, "Okay, don't panic! I'll take you there! ”

Almost at the same time, Glaze Oblivion finally arrived at the wizard's village, and also hurried towards the sacrificial platform.

"Good!" Everyone watched as the old village owner cut off Yi Yu's ankles and shouted in unison. The blood on Yi Yu's hand beat the sacrificial table crisply, drop by drop; The blood on the feet flowed out slowly, like two blood-colored streams gurgling, slowly merging, and then slowly separating. She felt that there was something in her body that was running out of blood, and that was the desire to live.

The old village master finished reciting the last spell and was about to present the dagger to Demon Qi. From the crowd, there was a shout filled with spiritual power: "Stop! Even, even Yasan, who was on the side, was stunned, she clearly heard Han Qi just whispered "Yi Yu", he knows this girl? Han Zhu pushed away the crowd, but the old village owner shouted: "Who dares to disturb the sacrifice!" Kill! So the group of wizards couldn't help but surround the sorcerer, one with a left fist and one with a right foot, and Yasan was pulled aside by Hiero in the confusion. Then Hierro rushed into the crowd and shouted to Hanji: "I don't care if you are arrogant, Yasan's lover, or my friend of Hierro, this time if you dare to stop our sacrifice, you will have to step on my corpse!" ”

"I'm sorry!" With a punch, Hierro fell to the ground. So the sorcerers no longer used brute force to fight against the sorcerers, but they used their own witchcraft, and everyone worked together, and the sorcerers were trapped in dire straits. Yi Yu muttered weakly and indistinctly: "Big, big, big brother......" Mo Qi took the dagger violently, and the speed of a gust of wind stabbed the dagger into Yi Yu's chest. Yi Ruan's eyes widened in fear, and Mo Qi also stared straight at Yi Rue's eyes. At that moment, he seemed to see in her pupils the rumors that were noisy with medicine for him every day, the rumors that greeted him every day, and the rumors that were full of vigor and vigor like wildflowers in the wind...... The blood had already flowed down the dagger to the hand where Mo Qi was gripping the handle, it was cold and piercing, and when the wild flower was finally grateful, his hand began to tremble. Suddenly, a petite bird's egg slipped from the chest of Yi Yu's clothes, and stopped at Mo Qi's feet, and the eggshell had cracked and cracked. Mo Qi smiled bitterly, leaned down, and carried the bird's egg in his arms.

Yasan groped her way back to the place where she was besieging Hanji, she slowly rotated her wrist, and the bell on her wrist immediately made a sharp and piercing sound, and most of the wizards could not resist Yasan's interference, so they withdrew their witchcraft, covering their ears and rolling on the ground in pain. Han Qi immediately broke through the witchcraft formation, and Mo Qi didn't have time to pull out the dagger, so he turned around and fought with Han Qi. Julong happened to feel the sacrificial platform at this time, he raised his eyes to see the bloody Yi Yu all over his body, and immediately ran towards Yi Yu, the fire in his chest was like a volcano ready to go, and it erupted in an instant to devour all life force molten lava. Some wizards even jumped out of the car with their mantis arms to stop Julong, but unexpectedly, they became more and more anxious about this flood beast, and everyone who stood in front of him was chopped to death by him! Just when he was about to rescue Yi Yu, a black shadow flashed in front of him, and the glaze slapped the dagger handle fiercely, and Yi Yu's heart was impartially pierced by the cold dagger.

Julong roared, strangled Glaze Yan's neck from behind, and clasped it tightly, so that with all his strength, he could hear the sound of the bones in his right hand rubbing. Han Qi and Mo Qi were distracted when they heard Ju Long's cry, Han Qi screamed miserably, but Mo Qi had the upper hand, and in two or three moves, Han Qi knocked Han Qi out of the air. Yasan heard the sound of the slapstick falling from the sky and hitting the ground, and immediately groped away with both hands and feet. Demon Qi sneaked up from Julong's side, threw the glaze oblivion onto the Peng Bird Ah Jiu who rushed over, and he became entangled with Julong. No one can have the upper hand, but Mo Qi's other mount, Jiulong Candle Yin, suddenly broke in, spewing flames towards Julong, covering that the master had already piloted Ah Jiu to fly away.

Everything seems to have gone silent in the chaos. Julong crawled to grab Yi Yu, but Yi Yu closed his eyes coldly. Julong panicked, he hurriedly untied the rope that bound Yiyu with his hands and feet, and shouted anxiously: "Yiyu, Yiyu, wake up!" I'm a dragon! I'm coming for you! You haven't seen me yet, so why don't you want to see me? Open your eyes and see! Look! I'm a dragon! No matter how Julong shook Yiyu lying in her arms, she always lay quietly, as if she was sleeping very well-behaved. You've never been so obedient! Julong roared with a crying voice, completely ignoring his own spiritual power and injecting all his spiritual power into Yi Yu's body, "Why are you sleeping so obediently!" Get up! Now in broad daylight, what are you sleeping! If you sleep again, I will ignore you if you sleep again! When the time comes, it's up to you to coax me, I beg you to wake up! According to rumors......"

Han Qi and Ya Sang supported each other, and rushed to Julong's side step by step. Julong raised his already crying eyes and looked at Han Qi and said, "Hurry up! You are her eldest brother, she will definitely listen to your words, you, you shout her, shout her! Han Qi cried blankly, Yasan stretched out his hand and touched Yiyu's wrist, those knife marks, those upturned flesh skins, all made Yasan feel shocked! Yasan felt his pulse carefully, so faint that he could barely feel the beat......

The three of them didn't say anything, and surrounded the rumors. Goose feathers and heavy snow gradually drifted in the sky, crystal clear, and the color of early summer in the village was transformed into early winter by the spiritual power of Julong. Julong raised his head, and the snowflakes fell on his face, he remembered so deeply the shadow of the woman who danced in the snow of the Xuangong Palace in a big red robe according to the rumor.

No one had time to pay attention to the fact that the miasma on Wushan had been completely cleared, and it had regained its vitality above the halfway point of the mountain.

According to rumors, he died.

He's dead?