The two of them ran ahead, and Shi Jian almost forcibly pulled Xuanyi's body and ran in the direction of the bell tower.

Dialect followed them, and after the two of them.

Most of the troops were entangled by the rest of the divisions and uncles, and they couldn't chase them. A few black-clothed people were also killed by the debate behind them in the process of chasing.

"There is a secret passage in the bell tower, go quickly. Shi Jian dragged Xuanyi as he fended off the oncoming attack.

Xuan Yi was stunned by this, and he was speechless.

Huo Lanyuan looked at the few people who ran away, narrowed his eyes, turned his head, he touched Shen Qingjun's closed face, and whispered, "You wait for me here, don't go away." ”

He asked him to do so, but he didn't get a response from her, but he gritted his teeth, as if he had made a bet for himself.

Huo Lanyuan walked to the door of the Jialan Monastery and looked at the carriage that was pulling the Buddha statue. He got into the car and took out what he had obtained not long ago—a quaint black box with red plum blossoms embedded in it.

The lid of the box seemed to be stained with blood, and some of it was mottled and remaining.

Huo Lanyuan held the black box and entered Jialan. He glanced at the golden Buddha wrapped in a layer of blood, and then looked deeply at Shen Qingjun, and repeated the word "wait for me" again.

As always, Shen Qingjun closed his eyes and did not answer, as if he had cut off the world and wrapped himself in a cocoon.

He patted the box, met the light of the blood moon, ignored the few people who were fighting, and chased away in the direction where Xuanyi was far away.

"You don't want to go over. I don't know which monk's roar, he broke free from the entanglement of the elite soldiers, and rushed towards Huo Lanyuan.

But this hissing only stopped for a moment, because when he faced Huo Lanyuan, another sword slashed the monk's throat. No more, it's just a trifle.

Huo Lanyuan's white shirt was finally stained with blood, and red plums bloomed. He wiped the blood off his face and, incidentally, from the box.

Bianzhen stood outside the door of the bell tower, watching the battlefield ahead, and also resisting the continuous influx of black-clothed elite soldiers. He was out of breath, and if he still had hair, his temples would have turned gray. Now that I am holding the hilt of the sword again, my blood is surging for a while, and my heart palpitates after a long time.

But after a long time, he still had to surrender to the passage of time. Bianzhen is no longer the age suitable for fighting, not to mention, he also made a golden Buddha.

The Golden Buddha was by the emperor's side for only a few months, and the emperor became seriously ill. And it took him three years to be accompanied by this golden Buddha, how could he not seriously injure his body?

The last man who rushed to intercept them was eliminated by Bianzhen.

There seemed to be some light in the long night.

The fighting on the battlefield ahead was also quieter.

Bianzhen coughed a few times, and the bloody sputum fell to the ground. He fell to his knees, his sword plunging into the loess, supporting his torso.

"Abbot of the Truth, can you make it convenient for me?" This time it was Huo Lanyuan who chased after him, holding a fine sword in his hand, the blade of which was cold and pressing, and the blood moon was scarlet.

Bianzhen smiled and straightened up. The burly man, but his skin was covered in scars and blood, and he turned his grip to grip the sword tighter. As soon as he smiled, the wrinkles spread, as if he had a scar on his face.

He said, "No." ”

Shi Jian pulled Xuanyi's body, rubbed the flint with one hand, and lit the torch. He held a torch and tapped on the wall of the inside of a bell tower.

There was a click, and it seemed that there was a reel spinning in the wall.

"Good boy, hold the torch. Shi Jian handed the torch to Xuanyi, put his hands on the knob that had been turned out, and turned it away in both directions.

There was another click, and I saw that the wall in front of me, which had been at the end and had no road, suddenly began to stagger, forming a new road.

"Let's go. Shi Jian shoved Xuanyi, almost forcing him to step into the darkness ahead.

"Abbot, Uncle Huixian, Uncle Wuming, Uncle Daosheng...... If they don't leave, you let me go? Uncle Shi Jian, don't be bent on doing good for me. Xuanyi stopped, his red eyes became brighter, and it seemed that he could illuminate the darkness without a torch.

Shi Jian touched Xuanyi's eyebrows, "Your eyes...... You're ...... now"

"I don't want to become a Buddha, I don't want to become a demon. But there is too much blood tonight, and I have leaned towards evil. Uncle Shi Jian, you left me in this world, but you left a scourge in the world. Xuan Yi said this, as if he had lost Shen Qingjun in those days and locked himself in the Buddha Hall, like a walking corpse, as if he had no soul.

"Good boy, you'll be fine. Shi Jian repeated, and pulled Xuanyi deeper.

Xuanyi did not resist, his heart was like ashes, and he was content to go with the flow.

"Keep walking, keep walking, until you can see the light, and then you come to the end. When you go out, you'll see a hundred miles ......."

He will only see a hundred miles of Yellow Spring, and he heard that the Yellow Spring is eight hundred miles away from flowers, which may be regarded as a beautiful scenery. There was a male voice that sounded, extremely cold and sharp.

"You're here, this shows that he ...... the truth" Shi Jian was not surprised at all, he took a step forward and blocked in front of Xuanyi.

"Don't worry, with a knife, he won't be in pain. Huo Lanyuan's white shirt had turned into a bloody one, and he was holding a box in his hand and standing at the entrance of the secret passage.

"After all, he is too old, if it was before, he would only need a few tricks to solve your child. Shi Jian chuckled, covering his face with one hand and holding his sword in the other.

"Of course I know that Gu Yansheng's sword rises like a rainbow setting sun. And his apprentices are all good at the top. If you don't choose the wrong master, you will definitely become the light of tomorrow in Chang'an. Huo Lanyuan put the box on the ground, held the sword in one hand, and bowed to Shi Jian, "Count it out, you are still my seniors." ”

"Your father, Hawthorne, is also a good man. Back then, Hawthorne and Gu Yansheng were called 'Chang'an Shuangjie'. But now, one is a celebrity in front of the Son of Heaven, enjoying countless glories. One was brutally tortured by Ling Chi, and he couldn't even find his bones. It's really a matter of time. ”

After Huo Lanyuan finished the salute, he made the first move.

This secret passage is cramped, and only two people can walk side by side at most.

This time, the two fought, blocking all the space in front of Xuanyi.

From time to time, their long swords stabbed against the wall, making a "bell-" sound.

"I once heard my father say that Gu Yansheng has a beloved disciple under him, with a peculiar body and unfathomable martial arts. Every time my father mentioned this person, he sighed and said that if this person was still there, there would be nothing to do with my Huo family. Every time he makes a move, he will definitely win a full house. ”

Huo Lanyuan gradually lost his strength and retreated. was forced out of the secret passage.

But my father also said that this person has a life. This life gate is hidden in the Shen family's nightless sky. ”

。 Nine Heavenly God Emperors