The tentacles of the different flowers stretched out to the hearts of the two of them with lightning speed.

Jiang Butai took out the Five Emperors money from the cloth bag.

"Surrender the demons and suppress the evil kings." Jiang Fei was not late and threw the Five Emperor Coins into the air. The Five Emperors were divided into five directions, hooking out a suppression barrier to isolate the strange flower.

"It's dangerous." Yang Mingdong and Scar on the side were relieved for Jiang Butai.

It was really a thousand moments just now, nine deaths and one life, but fortunately, Jiang Bu was not too late to react quickly.

"Whew-" Jiang Butai himself was also relieved and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

The alien flowers were cut off, and somehow, they quickly withered, shrinking back into weak little flowers in the cracks of the stone.

"What's that? ****”

"Fuck, almost died!"

The survivors were speechless and speechless, and then began to curse after a while.

Zheng Junli was stunned, his fists were clenched, and his eyes were mixed, as if he was controlling himself to go crazy again.

"You won't ...... ...... again, "Jiang didn't find out later that Zheng Junli didn't run when he stood just now because he was sick again."

"Run, run." Zheng Junli muttered in his mouth, and there seemed to be a bright spring under his eyes.

"It's okay, it's okay, there's no need to run." Jiang Buwan gently shook his hand and softly soothed his fear.

Yang Ming saw Zheng Junli's appearance, and suddenly remembered the scene when Zheng Ren was still in a coma in the hospital, and Zheng Junli raised his fist and smashed the wall in front of him.

What the hell happened to him?

Turmeric land was littered with corpses, everyone had a huge blood hole in their chests, and the construction site became a slaughterhouse, except that it was not livestock that was killed, but living people.

Yang Mingdong was in a trance, he always felt that today's situation was a little familiar. It seems that one day many years ago, he had also seen such a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.

"Are you scared silly?" Scar patted Yang Mingdong and said, "This is all a small scene, you big man be brave."

It is not too late for blood corpses to break into the river, and the minced flesh here is full of blood, and the smell of blood is strong. A dignified person before he was born is now a hideous face, with stiff muscles, and it is creepy.

Jiang Bu was not late, and his heart was filled with unbearable sorrow.

Before Jiang Butai came to this era, he only thought that he could subdue the demons and demons to display his talents, but he never thought that after these ruthless ghosts and ghosts in this world, countless innocent people would die under their evil.

Jiang Buwan lowered his head and lowered his eyes, suddenly realizing how narrow he was before.

"I've seen this scene before." Yang Mingdong's eyes couldn't focus, and he couldn't see clearly in front of him in a blur.

"What do you mean?" Scar didn't expect Yang Mingdong to suddenly come up with such a sentence.

"Four years ago, I studied at the Hubei Military Academy with Junli, and then I was pulled by Xue Qintong to fill the army and attack the three cities in southern Chongqing. At that time, we were all students of military academies and had no actual combat experience, so many of our colleagues died on the battlefield not long after they entered the front line. "Yang Mingdong was panicking." Junli is the military advisor of our class, because because of him, we can protect ourselves on the battlefield almost every time. Except for that time...... The one that almost wiped out the entire army. ”

"Almost all wiped out? What happened? Jiang asked without a later time.

"I don't know. I was stunned by a grenade and fell asleep for a long time, and when I woke up, all my colleagues and enemy soldiers were dead, just like these workers and the Qingyu Gang. That day, Zheng Junli hugged him and hid in the trench, as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Zheng Junli's face covered with blood, and Zheng Junli's clothes were almost not wet with human blood.

"Then didn't you ask Young Master Zheng what happened?" Scar thought, although Yang Mingdong was dizzy, Zheng Junli was always awake.

I asked, but he was in a trance, as if he couldn't hear me at all, so I had to take him back to the camp first. After he returned, it took him a long time to regain his senses. But that part of his memory seemed to have been washed away, and he couldn't recall it no matter how much he recalled, and then we didn't force him anymore. Yang Mingdong frowned, feeling faintly uneasy in his heart.

Zheng Junli's current appearance, is it related to the original battle?

When Jiang Bu heard this, he also began to suspect that the thing that Zhuo Feibai said before that caused Zheng Junli to feel helpless was the war that Yang Mingdong was talking about now.

"Let's go back and rest first, shall we?" Jiang Buwan picked up the trance-stricken Zheng Junli and entrusted him to Scar.

"Scar, you take Junli back." Jiang said without delay.

"What about you, miss?" Scar wondered.

"I still have some things to do. After you send Jun Li back, invite my eldest brother over. Jiang explained not too late.

"Okay." The scar should be down.

"Nope." Zheng Junli suddenly grabbed Jiang Buwan's hand. "You can't stay here, run."

He was nervous, his palms were hot, for fear that Jiang would not be too late to leave.

"You don't have to worry about me." Jiang Buwan patted the back of his hand, her eyes were firm and reliable, and she actually had an incomparable sense of security.

Zheng Junli loosened his fingers slightly, Scar pulled his sleeve, and said, "Young Master Zheng, let's go?" Our young lady is much more daring than you are now. ”

Scar pulled Zheng Junli away, since the last time he was on the Golden River cruise, Scar can see that his young lady has grown a lot in recent years, after all, she is the one who dares to break into the snow and the tomb like a painting boat.

"Yang Mingdong, the corpse at this construction site may have to trouble you to find an acquaintance to deal with it." Jiang didn't know later that their police department should have a special person to collect corpses.

"I understand that although it is a little difficult, I will try to keep my mouth shut and not let the impact of things expand." Yang Mingdong replied.

"I'm sorry for you. Within the scope of our Jiang and Zheng families, try to give as much pension to their families as possible, and so do the people of the Qingyu Gang. Jiang sighed lightly.

Now that the Shengzhi Road project has just begun, such a major event has happened. There is no impermeable wall in the world, and the troubles in the future will be like a river wave after tide, and it will never end.

Yang Mingdong nodded, and then went to find someone to dispose of the corpses on the construction site and follow up on the follow-up matters.

After Scar sent Zheng Junli back to Zheng's house, he took Jiang Fudong to the construction site.

At that time, Jiang Buwan was standing in front of the purple-red flower that was sealed by the Five Emperors Money Enchantment, staring down at this evil flower.

"It's not too late, what are you asking me to do here?" Jiang Fudong stepped forward and raised his eyebrows to ask Jiang if it was too late.

"Big brother, do you know what kind of flower this is?" Jiang didn't have the heart to pave the way, she asked Jiang Fudong directly.

Jiang Fudong followed Jiang Fei's gaze, and the moment he saw the flower, his expression froze.

"You think I'll recognize this strange flower?" Jiang Fudong did not directly answer Jiang Fei's question.

"Big brother, you can even find those rare ancient books of magic, you must be knowledgeable and rich. This little flower shouldn't be difficult for you, big brother. Jiang was flattering, but there was no expression on his face.

Jiang Fudong glanced at the pool of blood remaining on the dirt and said indifferently: "It seems that something big has happened here." ”

"The name of this flower is Nianhua." Jiang Fudong said softly.

"Nianhua?" Jiang Bu was indeed the first time he had heard of this flower.

"The reason why it is called Nianhua is because it feeds on people's killing thoughts, and where it grows, if there is a killing thought, it will become its nutrients, so that it can quickly give birth to tentacles, and then kill those humans who have killing thoughts." Jiang Fudong continued. "This flower is rare unless it ......"

"Unless what?" Jiang Bu is not late, and he hates it most when others talk halfway.

"Unless troubled times come." Jiang Fudong said in a deep voice. "A thousand years ago, there was a large-scale battle between the north and the south, and the bones of the mass graves left behind at that time have now become attractions. It was at that time that the flowers once bloomed all over the border between the north and the south. ”

"Troubled times are coming...... Jiang is not late in modern history, but he can still guess what Jiang Fudong said about the coming 'troubled times'.

It's just that Jiang Butai suddenly began to doubt himself.

After all, in modern history, there has never been any mention of demons and monsters in the Republic of China. Is the time and space she is in now really the same plane as the time and space before her? If it wasn't the same plane, would the thing she was thinking of now really happen?

"A thousand years ago." Jiang Buwan whispered. "Big brother, you actually know so much about the events of a thousand years ago."

Jiang Buwan turned his face sideways, raised his eyes, and looked at Jiang Fudong like a torch.

"Otherwise, how can I afford your praise before it is too late." Jiang Fudong chuckled, as if he didn't care about Jiang Fei's gaze.

The remnant sun is like blood, and the sunset is gradually falling.

Jiang returned home not late, and the moonlight seized the position of the glow and penetrated the window.

Zheng Junli was lying on the marching bed, his eyes closed and he was sleeping.

Jiang Buwan finally felt Zheng Junli's mood when she returned home in the middle of the night on weekdays and saw her fall asleep.

The surroundings are quiet, peaceful and quiet, as if all the fatigue and fear of the day can be swept away.

Jiang Buwan picked up his pajamas and went into the bathroom to take a shower.

The heat was steaming, and her mind was empty for a while.

She washed, put on her dress, and walked out of the bathroom.

Zheng Junli didn't know when he woke up, he stood in front of the window, his back to Jiang Fei.

The moonlight outlined his back muscles, and the shadows of the trees were reflected, white and black mixed.

"Zheng Junli?" Jiang didn't call his name lightly.

"I deserve death." Zheng Junli muttered to her.

"What?" Jiang was not too late for a moment to think that he had misheard.

Jiang approached and looked sideways at Zheng Junli.

There was a small dagger stuck in his chest, and the night was a little dark, Jiang Buhao couldn't see the depth of the knife at all, and could only see Zheng Junli's blood spilling through the edge of the knife.

"You!" Jiang didn't expect to see this situation. The place where the dagger was inserted is the same place where the flesh and blood of those who were killed by the alien flowers today were hollowed out.

"I deserve death!" Zheng Junli's eyes welled up with tears, and finally rushed out of his eyes and flowed to his cheeks.

Jiang Buwan immediately took off his pajamas and thin silk jacket and pressed it lightly around the knife edge, but it was too much, and it didn't help.

"Zheng Junli! You are crazy! ”

Zheng Junli has already shown a tendency to self-destruct.

It's hard to imagine what Jiang experienced that day.