Letting the man rest quickly, Dongfang Shiming was silent in the hall alone for a long time, looking at the low canopy, he told himself to stay calm.

Since they are still alive, they should start the immediate danger. It is necessary to unite the forces on this side as soon as possible, so as to respond to each other and brake jointly.

He bent down, picked up his fan, put it in the palm of his hand and patted it on the bone.

Now, because of the influence of the blood mist, the strength of the soldiers has been greatly reduced. However, it seems that the Nine Shadows have achieved their goal, and the battle against the sea of people may not be of much use in the future.

So...... It's just to consider the power of the heroes in the Nether Heaven now.

Without the slightest hesitation, he instantly thought of Shuangqian Town.

There, is the biggest goal right now. Gathering the most elite manpower of the Nether Heaven, it is likely to become the next target of the Nine Shadows to be destroyed.

Closing his eyes and thinking carefully, suddenly, Dongfang Shiming's whole body trembled.

He suddenly felt cold, and the hand holding the fan almost shook it off again. Hurriedly walked towards the table, but I didn't know if it was too late.

He thought of a possibility...... Although it is only a possibility, if the situation really develops like that, I am afraid that it is really possible and irreparable!

As soon as he turned to the table, he hurriedly grabbed a pen and paper. But before he could sit down, he heard a commotion outside the door.

Listening to the voice, it seemed that they were being carried back.

His heart became more and more anxious, but he still put down his pen and paper again and went outside to investigate the situation of the two.

However, when he ran to the door, he was startled by what he saw.

There were several soldiers hugging each other in front and back, carrying the stretchers of Su Beizhi and Jue Tongjun. The gray linen cloth was soaked with red blood, and the flesh and blood of the two were blurred, and they became two bloody people.

Shocked in his heart, Dongfang Shiming was shocked and hurriedly stepped forward.

Jue Tongjun still had a faint breath, but he had fallen into a seriously injured coma. Subetsu is in slightly better condition, but it looks like it's hanging in one breath, and the situation is extremely bad.

Dongfang Shiming ran to Su Beizhi and saw that his face was covered with blood. As soon as he stretched out his hand, his fingers were stained with the blood of Subetsu branches.

"Acting Alliance Leader, we have bandaged them, but the injuries are too serious, we must save ......them as soon as possible," a man carrying a stretcher in front of him was panting, his face flushed.

"Good work." Dongfang Shiming frowned, and hurriedly ordered someone to call the doctor of the wine alliance.

However, at this moment, Su Beizhi opened a slit in his eyes slightly, and saw that it was Dongfang Shiming, so he hurriedly used all his strength and grabbed the corner of his clothes.

Dongfang Shiming felt that his clothes were being grabbed and hurriedly turned back to look. only to find that it was Su Bezhi who was undulating his weak chest, as if he had something to say to himself.

"What's wrong?" He hurriedly leaned down and leaned over to Su Beizhi's face.

Su Bezhi was constantly wheezing, but she was too injured to say a word.

After a few attempts, he had to give up. After pulling the corner of Dongfang Shiming's clothes a few more times, he stretched out his finger and nodded in the direction of his arms.

The signal was over, and Su Bezhi no longer had any strength, and his limp arm fell down.

Dongfang Shiming hurriedly held his hand full of blood and dirt. Looking in the direction of his chest, there seemed to be a strange protrusion there, as if it was hiding something.

Su Bezhi has fallen into a coma. The reason why he has been holding up his spirit is precisely to inform Dongfang Shiming of this.

Dongfang Shiming took a deep breath, and his nose was full of bitter blood.

The probe hand gently entered the placket of his clothes, and Dongfang Shiming instantly touched a moist cloth, as well as a box wrapped in a brocade bag. The two were pulled out together, and it seemed that it was something that Su Beizhi had handed over from his heart.

When I took it out and looked at it, I saw that on the cloth, there were some words densely written, but half of them were soaked in blood. The outside of the wooden box is wrapped in a brocade bag, which should be safe.

After recognizing it for a moment, Dongfang Shiming could vaguely see that these were the study of blood mist. The solution is incomparably profound and unique, could it be that this is the book of the young pharmacist from Sheng Pingtian that Su Beizhi mentioned a few days ago?

The mind suddenly realized, but the heart sank.

The destruction of the Qiongtian Temple...... Not without victims.

Looking at the back of the cloth, it seems to be a letter from home. Dongfang Shiming was even more sure of his speculation, and his brows gradually tightened.

At the same time, the doctors and doctors of the wine alliance also rushed one after another. Dongfang Shiming glanced at them, and slowly walked back to the hall alone with heavy steps.

The wind suddenly became violent, and it sent chills down his back.

Case...... He had more to trust.

Back at the table, he slowly grasped the pen and looked at the flat paper in distraction. After all, the current situation is like this, and he finds it difficult to put pen to paper.

The white pompom hasn't come back yet, but the white pom-pom can't send so much. Dongfang Shiming looked out the door and thought with his eyebrows contemplated.

Bai Wufeng said goodbye, what he wanted to do was actually self-explanatory. In this case, I believe it will be helpful to send these cloth tips together.

After a moment of silence, he began to write. The pen and ink are like flying, and the letter is written immediately.

With another whistle, a brown and yellow eagle flew in from outside the door. This is the messenger of the Wine Alliance, and it seems that this long journey will have to trouble it.

The yellow eagle has a broad body and strong wings. Dongfang Shiming divided the things for it in three times and five by two, and after explaining it, it spread its wings and flew away in a circle.

In the blink of an eye, the Yellow Eagle disappeared into the blood mist.

Dongfang Shiming was still sitting in front of the table, looking out of the door stupidly, and his eyes were confused.

Wish...... It's not going to happen, it's irretrievable.

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Twilight, gradually silent in Shuangqian Town. Like the accumulation of tea leaves, the scattered twilight retreats behind the vague blood mist, and hangs down to the other side of the mountain gorge.

The water is bubbling and the river outside the town is like an emerald under the red man. As the light faded, the undulating water swept over the aquatic plants on the shore.

The mountains and forests were blown by the sound of the wind, and the trees began to turn yellow. After a period of spring and summer, thousands of sparse leaves begin to age, shrinking their bodies in the floating autumn wind.

Zhenkou, looking back at the sparse lights shrouded in blood, Fu Yunge's breathing was cold, and his mouth and nose were cold.

This night was destined to be different.

Shuangqian Town took the initiative to attack, and at this moment the main force has been transferred away. Master, Yue Shenchen, and Kou Wufu led a team of men and horses to the east. Raiding away, the Hanging Lantern Warrior Monk and Drunken Dust Township led another team of soldiers and horses deep into the source of the blood mist.

Double-sided raids are to regain the initiative. If you can take this opportunity to destroy the Nine Camps and investigate the source of the blood mist, it can be regarded as a setback to the Nine Shadows.

It's just that he couldn't participate on either side, but he stayed here without taste, but it was a little boring.