On the banks of the Mingshui River, the drizzle continues.

It seems to cover all things in heaven and earth with a light veil.

The village is hidden in the depths of the mist.

Blood soaked the exterior walls, revealing a faint red, like a smear of casual graffiti.

Wei Tao slowly straightened up.

It was so dark in front of me that I almost fell to the ground again.

At his feet was a shapeless corpse.

It looks like it's fleshy and well-organized.

In particular, the blood web that has been finely peeled off and unfolded gives people an incomparably evil and fantastic beauty.

Liu Qingyuan took a few steps forward and helped him slowly sit down on an ashlar stone.

He took out a box of body-nourishing pills from his body and handed it to him.

Wei Tao calmed down his breath a little, "Outside the village, what's the situation now?" ”

Liu Qingyuan said, "The colleagues of the Prison Martial Arts Division are not afraid of death, and they have fought with the rebel Black Turban Army and suffered casualties, which is really admirable. ”

"Are you sure you've lost all the casualties?"

He opened his eyes and asked again.

Liu Qingyuan accidentally touched the wound on his arm, and his expression was a little distorted in pain.

After a while, she took a cool breath and smiled, "Sir, don't worry, there are henchmen brought by subordinates here, even if the heroes of the Prison Martial Arts Division don't want to be loyal to the country, then they can't help it." ”

Wei Tao nodded, his expression was calm, and his tone was calm, "In this way, I will be relieved." ”

"Sir, rest assured."

Liu Qingyuan calculated the time, fed himself a handful of mixed antidote on time, and turned to look at the corpses all over the ground, "After all, the damn ones are all dead, and I am the only one left here, the Shaoqing of the Pilgrimage Division, who has the largest official position, and is naturally the best at talking." ”

"When my subordinates were idle just now, they were already thinking about how to report this matter to the top, so that we could better get the credit into the hands of our own family."

Wei Tao listened silently, and suddenly interjected and said, "Qingyuan, you are wrong, and you are very wrong. ”

"Oh?"

Liu Qingyuan's eyes sparkled, and his voice was as gentle as water, "What does Mr. mean?" ”

He sighed and pointed to the corpse on the ground, "People's joys and sorrows are not connected, the so-called human feelings are like paper, and the world is like a knife, so we need to stand in the position of other people and compare our hearts and empathize."

It's like the military inspector Lu Observer, since everyone has sacrificed their lives for the country, then we must highlight her wisdom and martial arts, bravely kill the enemy, even if she can't return to the city triumphantly before her death, she must be extremely grieved after death.

and the warriors under her command, as well as the various forces in Luoshui City that participated in the suppression of bandits, not only should they have the credit, but they even have to help them add more, so that they can be considered ......"

At this moment, suddenly a figure approached silently.

Immediately afterwards, a crisp woman's voice sounded, "Miss, the slave maid found a person on the river beach, who looks like He Wuye of the Luoshui He family." ”

Wei Tao was interrupted to speak, but he was not angry, he just exhaled lightly and said, "He Wuye died in battle with the Black Turban Army, with three seven and twenty-one knives in his body, and the blood in his body was drained and exhausted, and he is also a man who is loyal to the monarch and the country." ”

Liu Qingyuan coughed lightly, and ordered lightly outside the wall, "Hear clearly, twenty-one knives, one knife can't be more, one knife can't be less, remember to help He Wuye, who is loyal to the monarch and serve the country, drain the blood, don't let people die and be chilling." ”

"Yes, the slave obeys the orders of the young lady."

"What Mr. just said is extremely true, I was just warmed by the sudden credit, and I was bent on doing a big thing, so I might as well be promoted to the Pilgrimage Si Yiwei Zhongcheng earlier."

Liu Qingyuan restrained his smile and shook his head self-deprecatingly, "It's the same, the living, why should you fight with the dead."

What's more, it was this aunt who died, so let her be buried in a grand manner, so as to slightly block the mouths of some people in the capital. ”

She helped Wei Tao to his feet, and made a stumble against the blood-colored network that tiled the ground.

"Sir, what should I do with this thing?"

Wei Tao stared at it for a long time, thought about it and said slowly, "You can't fold it, let alone fold it, you go find a flat door panel and collapse it on it, and take it back secretly first to find a way to rub it." ”

Taking a breath, he let out another long sigh, "I don't seem to be able to walk anymore, and I'm going to trouble you to carry me back." ”

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A few days later, the weather cleared.

The battle that took place on the bank of the Mingshui River was like a gust of wind, instantly sweeping away many forces in Luoshui City.

It's more like an earthquake, which stunned everyone and didn't know what to say.

In the following period, groups of spies went to the abandoned village, and returned to the city one after another, spreading the bloody and tragic battle more widely.

Although it had been washed away by heavy rain, there were still large traces of blood that had not been removed.

Immediately, the already fancy rumors spread more widely, and it also added a bit of cruelty and blood.

even alarmed the Yamen, who was far away in the city.

and the Yuanyi sect on Qinglin Mountain.

Both sides sent experts to Luoshui to learn more about the situation.

Since the rebellion of the Qinglian Demon Sect thirty years ago, it was the first time that the Qizhou Territory had experienced such a large-scale sword and soldier disaster during the time of Chengping Banjiazi.

For a while, I couldn't help but feel confused.

All sorts of gossip are flying all over the sky.

It is impossible to tell which is true and which is false.

Half of Qizhou was uproared about it, and began a larger-scale search for the Red Lantern Society and Moxianglou.

Qingfeng view, green bamboo garden.

Wei Tao held on to the table and chair, moving his body a little.

The chaotic and entangled blood network in his body greatly affected his every move.

Even if he wanted to straighten it out, it gave him the helpless feeling that a tiger was eating the sky and had nowhere to eat.

This is different from the injuries sustained after the previous battle.

This time he fought with Lu Zhihe, and the two sides drove their qi and blood to run their veins at the same time to fight the enemy.

The two blood nets come from the same source, strangling and entanglement with each other, devouring and biting each other.

It really hurt his roots, and his body has become a mess.

No matter how hard Wei Tao tries, it is difficult to sort out and put together, and he cannot prescribe the right medicine to solve the problem.

After a moment, he lay back on the bed, holding a bronze mirror in his hand, and carefully observed the center of his eyebrows.

It was pitch black, and the blood-colored lines inside were wildly twisted, still slowly winding as the angle of his gaze changed.

He lifted a finger and touched it lightly.

Suddenly, an indescribable tingling pain struck, as if the soul was about to be torn apart and turned into scattered pieces.

It's irritating to the extreme.

Suddenly, there was a soft ding.

Wei Taoqiang couldn't resist the feeling that the world was spinning, and the status bar quietly appeared in front of him.

Before you know it, a new gold coin is in your pocket.

He let out a slow breath and began to think about how to use the gold coin to improve the situation he was facing.

At this time, there are only two exercises left that can be improved.

The first is the outbreak of the real strength of the Wufang Floating Massacre.

The first is the Demon Elephant Xuangong that increases the total amount of qi and blood.

After being silent for a long time, he recalled that when the blood network in his body had just been connected, it was by improving the progress of the Demon Elephant Xuangong that he had replenished the deficit of the sudden expansion of the qi and blood path.

Then, if you continue to raise the Demon Elephant Xuangong to the level of the sixfold blood elephant.

Is it possible that the chaotic blood web can be sorted out a little bit?

Even if he can't, the Demon Elephant Xuangong can also increase his qi and blood, and it can be regarded as enhancing the strength of his physical body again in disguise, no matter what, he can increase his defense power again, adding a means of saving his life when he is most weak.

To put it bluntly.

Although now he has limited mobility, like a crippled person.

But even if he stood still, he let the black hidden guarding the door rush in and attack him.

As long as he doesn't use divine weapons, even if he exhausts Wu Yin to the point of sweating profusely, he can't break through his physical defenses.

As soon as he thought of it, Wei Tao took a deep breath, and immediately used up the gold coin he had just bought and threw himself into the cultivation of the Demon Elephant Xuangong.

Swish!

A large amount of mysterious aura instantly poured into the body.

Rumble!

His eyes widened sharply, and his expression twisted abruptly.

The whole body exploded and the pain was excruciating.

The blood web suddenly surged and twisted, and even the whole person trembled.

It's like taking him apart and putting it back together.

(End of chapter)