For the next three days, Falling Flower City was surprisingly calm, compared to the distant place where the vultures kept flying, it seemed to be a paradise, although there was also sadness, but most of them were still alive, but it was in this atmosphere, the faint sense of security of people who were constantly impacted by rumors. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"It is said that Jiang Xiaobai was brought out of the white mist by the city lord, and the raging vulture also came from the white mist, and the silver vulture he subdued was originally released by him to kill us and take our children!"

Like a spark falling into a fire overgrown with withered yellow hay, everyone looked in fear at the young man in a green shirt walking down the street, and the silver vulture on his shoulder.

Shi Xiaoqian, who used to surround Jiang Xiaobai, was also gone, and when Mo Qingxue, who had been busy with the aftermath, knew about it, even though she had made a lot of efforts, she couldn't eliminate the panic that lingered in people's hearts, and the hatred that was constantly amplified in their hearts was hindered by the silver vulture on Jiang Xiaobai's shoulder, everyone hid and looked at their children firmly.

"Xiaobai, I'm sorry, let's go!"

Mo Qingxue was holding a gray package, which contained a white brocade dress that she had made in a hurry.

"I'm leaving, what are you going to do?"

Jiang Xiaobai didn't think that the matter was as serious as he imagined, after all, he had saved many people's lives.

"Maybe you'll die, everyone! If you don't leave, you'll definitely die!"

Mo Qingxue rubbed the white robe in her hand, and secretly thought in her heart that Xiaobai would definitely be very handsome when she wore it.

"Is it because of that young city lord?"

Jiang Xiaobai combed Xiao Yin's feathers, and a few imperceptible golden sticks were mixed in them.

Mo Qingxueyu's hand shook and looked at Jiang Xiaobai in surprise, she would never have thought of this little monk who came down the mountain for the first time, so easily thought of the key.

"Half of it!"

"Thank you, Miss Mo, for sending me clothes!"

Jiang Xiaobai took the package, raised his feet and walked towards a tree in the inner city, sitting quietly cross-legged, from time to time a piece of peach blossoms fell, with a fragrance that could not be found in many places.

Mo Qingxue watched quietly, glanced at the people around her, and left worriedly.

At night, countless braziers illuminate the city walls, as if to drive away the restlessness that has been shrinking for a long time.

Under a peach tree in the inner city, Jiang Xiaobai was still sitting cross-legged, the slightest cool mist made his green shirt a little damp, and the branches of the peach tree, the silver vulture seemed to sleep.

Bite!

A soft roar sounded three feet behind Jiang Xiaobai, and the cold light appeared, tearing through the night, like a thunderbolt shooting towards him.

Phew!

An abrupt cry sounded, and a ray of silver light shot out, and in the blink of an eye, it roared with the light that shot towards Jiang Xiaobai.

But at this moment, there was a ghost-like figure standing in front of Jiang Xiaobai, holding a faint dagger in his hand, turning into an afterimage.

Jiang Xiaobai Huo Ran stood up, his feet changed in a hurry, he was shocked to feel the sharpness of tearing his green shirt from time to time, and his heart sank to the bottom, obviously the people who came already knew that he had subdued the silver vulture, so he sent two assassination masters to attack and kill him.

Wow!

Seeing that Jiang Xiaobai was in a critical situation and couldn't kill the enemy in front of him for a long time, the silver vulture was a little furious, and his body turned into a silver thread couldn't help but speed up a little.

On top of a ruined tower in Luohua City, Mo Qingxue frowned and looked at Jiang Xiaobai, who was dodging in embarrassment, her palms couldn't help but clench a little, and her knuckles clicked.

"Heh, City Lord Mo wants to make a move?"

An iron tower-like figure stood in front of Mo Qingxue, holding a silver knife with a cold light in his hand.

"Baili Yuan, don't wait for death in your Stone Soul City, run to my Falling Flower City to find death, people are as cheap as you, never before!"

Rumble!

The broken stone of the tower collapsed, and the tower-like Baili Yuan glared at Mo Qingxue angrily, and blood gradually filled his pupils.

"Haha, Nan Fengyue is not here, you are still so spicy, I like it!"

Bailiyuan's bloodthirsty eyes instantly regained their clarity, just because he suddenly remembered the handsome boy who used to hold a white umbrella.

"That kid killed my son Bailitian!"

Baili Yuan said fiercely.

"I was chased and killed by Liu Yunxi in Qingyun City, fled into the thick fog, and when I came out, I heard your son full of foul language, and then, I killed him!"

Mo Qingxue said casually, as if she was narrating an inconsequential trivial matter, but there was a gathering of evil qi in her eyes, obviously Baili Yuan's presumptuous just now, which successfully angered her.

Baili Yuan's pupils shrank sharply, looking at the battle below, the silver knife in his hand couldn't help but tighten a little tighter, and he no longer had half a point of contempt for Mo Qingxue in front of him, and even felt a little depressed.

Mo Qingxue didn't know when she raised a white umbrella, just right to cover the falling raindrops, and the sound of dingdong was endless.

Jiang Xiaobai, who was being chased and killed in the city, was covered in a wet green shirt with cuts cut by sharp blades everywhere, and he was embarrassed to avoid the cold light that stabbed the raindrops.

The surrounding stone chambers were lit with dim light, and everyone seemed to be very focused on their own affairs, and there was no sound of rain in the courtyard, and the young men struggling in the rain, if it was in the past, there would definitely be many people coming out to shield the peach tree in the rain from the wind and rain.

Rumble!

Jiang Xiaobai was smashed into the air with a punch, and was smashed by the uneven stone pillar grabbed by the vulture.

Burst!

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and he felt a little helpless in his heart, he didn't expect the outside of the mountain to be so dangerous, and the mountain-like eyelids wanted to close to end it all.

"Brother Xiaobai, be careful!"

In front of the wet stone door, a little girl with a timid eye in her eyes was about to pass her small fist in a certain direction, and was pulled back by a large hand wrapped in blood-colored gauze.

Phew!

The silver vulture let out a wail, and its feathers exploded, turning into a silver thunderbolt, rumbling, and shooting towards Jiang Xiaobai's figure.

Burst!

Burst!

There were two muffled sounds, and it was impossible to distinguish whether the sharp blade had broken into the flesh, or the silver vulture had broken through the bones, and under the pouring rain, the two figures lying on the ground were vaguely distinguished, and a black dot that flashed into the stone chamber and then quickly disappeared into the night.

Behind the black dots, two black shadows suddenly appeared, and then disappeared into the night.

"Get out!"

An angry roar burst out from the rain curtain hanging from the white umbrella, and the continuous droplets of water burst apart.

"He's not dead yet!"

Bai Liyuan's hand holding the silver knife tightened, and then let go, smiled at Mo Qingxue, and jumped down, feeling inexplicably good.

"City Lord, the people of Slave Soul City have all withdrawn, Shi Dong and his wife are dead, the person who took Shi Xiaoqian was killed, Jiang Xiaobai was seriously injured, and his life hung by a thread!"

Two figures appeared behind Mo Qingxue, one holding a little girl with tears washed away by the rain.

However, as if she hadn't heard it, Mo Qingxue stood in the rain, and suddenly felt a sense of indifference from this city that she had been guarding so hard.

The chicken-like silver vulture pulled Jiang Xiaobai under the eaves, and anxiously rubbed Jiang Xiaobai, who was pale in face, like a child who had lost his support, sad and helpless.

At the last moment, Jiang Xiaobai heard Shi Xiaoqian's shout, the wail of the silver vulture, and the muffled sound of the blade piercing into his body, and fainted, he was too tired, facing the enemy's attack to kill him, the ghostly figure, the depressing atmosphere, and the passing of anticipation in his heart, everything seemed to have changed.

"Give him this!"

Mo Qingxue stepped on the rain, slowly came to Jiang Xiaobai's side, and handed a red fruit to the silver vulture with vigilant eyes.

The silver vulture hesitated a little, but in the end he still stretched out his head to hold the fruit, and the moment he touched it, the silver vulture was eager to swallow the fruit in one bite, hum, the purple light of the slave soul seal flashed, and the silver vulture reluctantly put the fruit into Jiang Xiaobai's mouth, and then, guarding him left and right, preventing anyone from approaching.

I don't know how long it took, Jiang Xiaobai opened his eyes, he felt as if he had been still in an ice arena, his whole body was cold, his teeth chattered, until there was a familiar warm current flowing into his abdomen, and it gradually warmed up.

"I'm not dead?"

Jiang Xiaobai looked at Mo Qingxue, who was leaning against the wall of the stone room, and his thoughts were drifting to where he was going, and said calmly.

"Well, it's not dead!

Mo Qingxue didn't look at Jiang Xiaobai and said casually.

"It hurts!"

The tingling pain in his chest and all over his body made Jiang Xiaobai say without hesitation.

"Physical pain or heart pain?"

Mo Qingxue's autumn-like eyes looked at Jiang Xiaobai quietly, her delicate face was covered by sludge and blood.

"Hehe, my whole body hurts!"

Jiang Xiaobai smirked, a touch of gloom flashed in the depths of his pupils, perhaps, this is what the master said about cultivation.

"It hurts, and next time I'll be ruthless. ”

Mo Qingxue got up and walked out.

"If you're well, go back, next time I can't protect you, and you can't protect yourself!"

"I'm not going back!"

Jiang Xiaobai's voice was a little weak, but the firmness in it made Mo Qingxue's brows frown slightly.

"Whatever you want, leave Falling Flower City before tomorrow night, don't say goodbye to me, and don't mention it to anyone, killing people is not necessarily doing evil, it can also be doing good, since you are no longer a monk, don't think too much about it in your heart. ”

Jiang Xiaobai looked at Mo Qingxue's somewhat gloomy back, savored her words, and weighed the rights and wrongs of not fighting back in the face of assassination before.

"I really don't want to kill!"

Jiang Xiaobai shouted, as if he wanted to try his best to justify his respect for life, however, the silent Falling Flower City instantly dissipated this voice with kindness.

Haw......

Xiaoyin rubbed Jiang Xiaobai's arm affectionately, his eyes flashed with joy, there was only Jiang Xiaobai in its world, there was no inside and outside of the city, up and down the mountain.

"Xiaoyin, where are you from, do you want to go back?"

Jiang Xiaobai muttered, a little distracted.

Haw!

Xiao Yin's eyes flashed blankly, as if he was trying to think about where he came from.

Jiang Xiaobai smiled bitterly, and sat up with difficulty, I don't know if it was out of habit or what, so that he would quickly calm down, no matter how much he was wronged, at least on the mountain.

Outside, among the rolling mountains, a piece of news flew over one city after another, until a majestic city that seemed to touch the clouds passed a golden eagle.

......

The people who struggled to be in the cities under the ravages of the vultures all showed a curiosity to pay attention to the Falling Flower City, which once made countless people yearn for it.