The peach blossom wind chimes are towards the white dew, and the gold pen grinds everything.

Wuzhen, Central Plains

"How are you feeling right now?" Yun Musheng asked Qiu Weiwei who woke up.

"I'm nothing, it's just Nao... Qiu Weiwei caressed the back of his neck with one hand, and there was an indescribable look on his face.

Yun Musheng recalled what had just happened in the spiritual realm that he had also been to, as if he had a dream, and this dream ended after Nao was sucked into the black hole created by the explosion of Yan Jun, and he didn't know what would happen to her.

"She... Is it still there? Yun Musheng then asked.

"I can still feel her presence, but there is no response, and...

"And what?"

"And somehow, her spiritual power seems to be constantly increasing, which doesn't seem to be the spiritual strength that a hundred-year-old resentful spirit can have."

"Be careful!"

Wanshi Wu flew over and pushed Yun Musheng and Qiu Yuwei away, only to see that he seemed to be violently hit by something behind him, making a loud noise.

But the strange thing is that Wan Shiwu was not knocked to the ground by it, not even staggered forward, he turned to look, there was a pigeon on the ground that was hit with bloody flesh, he subconsciously touched his back, there was no pain, no scars.

Just when he felt strange, another one rushed out of the gap in the shield in front of him, and he wanted to rush into it, and he was exhausted after the battle, so he had no time to dodge, so he had to raise his hands slightly to resist.

Who knew that when the flying pigeon with its sharp beak like an arrow was only a fraction of a distance away from him, there seemed to be an extra wall of qi in the air, and the flying pigeon was once again in front of everything.

Wan Shiwu felt it carefully, and then took out the chain in his clothes, the amulet that Mr. Ghost Car gave him before his death, only to see that it was slightly shining, and after the light dimmed, the original white jade-like amulet was half black.

The painful cries of the soldiers came one after another from the front, and even the soldiers wearing armor and holding strong shields could not resist the endless residual power from Yan Jun.

The originally tightly knit shield array was already full of holes at this time, and from time to time there were pigeons rushing out of it, straight through the soldiers of Nahou Mansion or the chests of the people of Wuzhen who were originally hiding behind the shield.

The blood on the ground flowed down the rain to Qiu Yu's feet, and Qiu Wei suddenly felt a burning burn in the back of his neck, and fell to his knees in pain.

Yun Musheng on the side was also at a loss, even if he used the cold qi of his cold internal strength to put his palm on the back of Qiu Yu's neck, the burning sensation that kept coming from his body was still lingering.

"Qiuqiu! How are you, how can this be?! ”

"No... It's not me, it's her, Nao, who seems to be being burned by fire. ”

Wanshi Wu seemed to have thought of something, gathered his spiritual power and pointed at the back of Qiu Yu's neck, he closed his eyes and perceed, he saw a pair of eyes that were smoking the flames of hell, not the Yan Jun who was sealed by him, as if something more powerful.

Beneath those huge eyes was Nao Suzuhara, who was being scorched by the flames, her clothes were already burned to shreds, her body was twitching, and she was constantly rolling in the flames, and her mouth was letting out a terrible wail.

Wan Shi Wu was a little stunned by this scene, and suddenly those huge eyes glared at him, Wan Shi Wu suddenly felt a chill down his spine, and was so frightened that he instantly retracted the hand that was originally on the back of Qiu Yu's neck.

He collapsed to the ground in a cold sweat, and pushed his hands to the ground behind him, but he felt a pile of sticky things, and he hurriedly turned his head in fright to see that there were already many pigeon corpses behind him.

Looking around carefully, I don't know when, it seems that after the group of flying pigeons under Yan Jun broke through the strong shield, they basically attacked him, and the talisman on his chest was already black.

He remembered those eyes, could it be that the pigeons were coming at him? Thinking of this, Wan Shiwu hurriedly stood up, since Yan Jun's residual power was for his life, then it was a knowing move to stay away from others at this time.

He walked away from Qiu Wei and Yun Musheng, but the scene in the next second made him panic, and the flying pigeons flew one by one, not towards him, but towards Qiu Wei.

Fortunately, Yun Musheng on the side was astute, and although he couldn't adjust a trace of spiritual power at this time, the internal force he originally retained in his body was still enough for him to gather his qi into a blade to cut down a few pigeons.

It's just that the number of pigeons is getting more and more, and there are a few that are almost about to pass through Yun Musheng and rush straight to the door of Qiu Yu, which is extremely dangerous.

Only then did Wan Shiwu realize that he just wanted to stand in front of Qiu Zhuao and Yun Musheng again, but the talisman that was originally hanging around his neck suddenly had some cracks.

This made Wanshiwu stop again, and he remembered what Mr. Ghost Car had told him before, "The old man handed over this talisman to you, which is naturally its original mission, and after the task is completed, it will naturally leave you, and you have something you have to do." ”

It seems that this amulet will no longer protect itself, and the unblessed Wanshiwu is only a mortal child.

The shield formation of the Hou Mansion Jiashi was finally broken through a big hole, and a flock of pigeons rushed straight towards the autumn bird, and Yun Musheng, who was unable to cast the fast snow and sunny days, could not resist it.

Yun Musheng glanced at Qiu Weiwei, threw a warm smile at her, and then stood in front of her, glaring at the flock of pigeons that were about to collide.

Qiu Weiwei endured the burning sensation on the back of his neck and shouted hard to Yun Musheng.

Yun Musheng closed his eyes, and at that moment, a loud sound of collision came, and Yun Musheng opened his eyes for some reason, and found that it was the black that was blocking him.

The pigeons of the shuttle had not hurt him in the slightest, but the amulet around his neck had already added dozens of cracks.

The noise in front of them quieted down, the soldiers of the Hou Mansion and the people of Wuzhen poked their heads out from behind the shields slightly, and in the distance of the official road was a dry forest, and it seemed that there were no pigeons flying towards here, and Yan Jun's aftermath was over.

The soldiers and the people collapsed to the ground in relief, including the joy of being able to recover from the clutches of Yan Jun, and the grief of the deceased.

Wan Shiwu also knelt on the ground, feeling that he had never been so tired as at this time, Jin Yan who fell to the ground on the side still had no breath, Wan Shiwu could see him, but he couldn't perceive him as much as he could.

There were no raindrops in the sky, but the blood under everything was rippling.

"A generation has a mission to be completed by a generation, and when the mission is achieved, the clothes will be brushed away, and the dust will return to dust, and the earth will return to the earth."

This was when he first fought against Yan Jun five years ago, the previous Fengxing Spiritual Envoy spoke to him, but when his old friend left, the pain that pierced his heart still hit him wave after wave.

The back of Qiu Wei's neck was still burning, and Wan Shiwu remembered the big eyes that he had just perceived, and he hurriedly took off the amulet around his neck, although it was black and full of cracks, I don't know if it was still useful, but with the idea of giving it a try, he had already put it on Qiu Weiwei's neck.

The talisman unexpectedly regained its original white jade-like luster from the moment she put on Qiu Zhuo's neck, and the burning sensation on the back of her neck gradually receded, and Yun Musheng and Wu Wu felt pleasantly surprised.

A black shadow suddenly crossed the air at the entrance of Wuzhen, passing by the side of the soldiers of the First Marquis Mansion, and in the next second, the blood in the mouth of Wanshi Wu couldn't stop overflowing.

"Ten thousand adults!"

Everyone followed Yun Musheng's exclamation, only to see the last pigeon, from behind Wanshiwu, straight into his heart.