In this life, I have never been so scared as I am now.

He is not afraid of parting, not afraid of life and death.

When he left Chang'an Shucheng with a group of classmates and friends more than ten years ago, he was reluctant, but he was not afraid. Because of the long road, everyone has their own choice, and everyone will meet again.

Later, on Shaomu Mountain, even in the face of the fierce Yaowang Valley, in the face of those enemies that he could not defeat, he had timidity, but he was not afraid. Because beside him is a group of like-minded people. Those people are trustworthy, trustworthy, and each other's strongest backing.

When he made up his mind to escape Allure seven years ago, he hesitated, but he was not afraid. He knew that those things he couldn't hold on to would always be lost, but those he cared about and cared about him would always wait for him to come back someday, or somewhere.

When Changbai Mountain faced the snow, he had regrets, but he was not afraid. Who can have no regrets? Who can have everything as desired? He has made a choice, and even if he has regrets, he does not regret it.

Even when Namjin was taken away by Monroe, he was worried, but he was not afraid. He believed that Monroe would not hurt Nam-jin.

Even when he faced Hu Longfei and Aqiu Alu in Shangjing, he flinched, but he was not afraid, he believed that he would definitely turn evil into good fortune.

Even now, in the face of so many surging medicine people, he had despair, but he was not afraid. People are inherently mortal, for the sake of friends, if it is meaningful, what is there to fear?

But now, he's scared.

The heart-wrenching scream has faded away, and a group of medicine people are running in the direction of the north of Jishitang with this sound, and the figure of Ah Chou has disappeared, and even Wuya is caught in the crowd, pushing and shouting and passively moving forward.

What Wuya fears is that he may never see Ugly again.

As soon as he thought of this, a sense of sadness welled up in his heart, and he let those medicine men devour him.

Seeing that the army of medicine men had retreated, Yu'er and the wild ghost stepped forward to investigate Xilei and Urging's injuries. The poison in Xilei is not fatal, although Yu'er can't help her get rid of it at once, but there is also a way to restrain it. Urging was covered in sword scars, but he still held the Weeping Sword tightly, guarding against the wild ghosts.

Haotian and Xiaosi finally untied each other's knots. After Xiao Si's luck and healing, Aqiu was also out of danger, and she fainted in Haotian's arms.

But the drunkard who had fainted before, after Yu'er's simple treatment, struggled to wake up at this time. After this battle, everyone was exhausted.

Huai Shan's body was flowing with qi and blood at the moment, and his pulse was fluctuating, and he knew that this was a mad man. But he couldn't relax yet, he could only forcibly suppress his killing intent and concentrate on it.

He knew that if Ah Chou hadn't single-handedly led away those medicine people, even if he went mad himself, he wouldn't be able to save everyone.

At this moment, a pair of gentle hands pressed his head. The thumb gently rubs the temples, the index finger goes up to the Shenting acupoint along the Yintang acupoint, the thumb goes down around the root of the ear to the Baihui acupoint, and finally stops at the Fengchi acupoint.

After these acupuncture points were pressed by Yu'er's fingers several times, Huaishan's restless heart finally calmed down a little, and he said, "Yu'er, thank you." ”

Yu'er shook her head, just looking at Huaishan distressedly.

"Would you blame me? If I had been braver and stronger, as Thousand Hands Regulus had wished, it wouldn't have been. Yu'er said.

"Yu'er, you must know that your bravery and strength are not for the Medicine King Valley, not for the Thousand Hands Xuanyuan. Why do you have to listen to him?" Huaishan comforted Yu'er, "If you have to bear all this, I will bear it with you, and if you want to leave all this, I will take you away." ”

"However, it was my choice that angered him and hurt everyone. Yu'er said. "I want to take revenge, but I don't have the ability to do it. Although he has been vowing to swear, in the end, he has lost even the determination and courage to take revenge. Over the years, I have affected you and everyone, I'm sorry. ”

"Don't say you're sorry, you're not sorry for anyone. Huaishan interrupted Yu'er's words, "Do you remember? From that day on, from that moment on, our destinies were connected. ”

"But Wuya and Ugly ......," Yu'er said sadly, "Will Qingyang and Blue Bird be in time?"

"I don't know. Huaishan replied. He grabbed Yu'er's hand tightly, and then hugged her into his arms.

He said in Yu'er's ear: "Whether it's too late or not, when all this is over, no one can threaten you anymore." Believe me, freedom is just one step away. ”

Yu'er hugged Huaishan tightly, and then nodded.

At this point, the drunkard stumbled to his feet, coughing incessantly.

"Master drunkard, how are you?" asked Huai Shan to the drunkard. The drunkard didn't speak, just shook his hand to show that he was still alive.

"You heal them first, and Haotian and Mr. Wild Ghost will protect you. Huaishan said to Yu'er, and then he walked to the door of Jishitang, looking at the medicine man in the distance, as if he was entangled in his heart.

Finally, he forced himself to make a choice.

"Wuya, don't die. Huai Shan said, and then he turned around and flew in the opposite direction, towards Lingxiang Pavilion.

And the drunkard finally stood firm, he shook off Yu'er's hand, and chased in the direction of the medicine man's run without thinking.

Yu'er couldn't stop him, just looked into the distance, and said sadly: "Master drunkard, Wuya, ugly, don't die......

To the north of Jishitang, there is a fire repulsion road. By the time the fire was blazing, the screaming had stopped for a long time.

Flames poured out of the fire repulsion channel like a long dragon and burned on the medicine people's bodies, and for a moment they wailed.

When the knife slashed at them, they did not cry out in pain.

When the sword stabbed them, they did not cry out in pain.

But at this time, the fire burned on them, as if it had awakened the minds of these medicine people.

Those who rushed to the front were already burned by the fire, and they were retreating. But the people behind are still rushing forward.

They wailed and shoved. Some of them fell, and others stepped over him.

So people are constantly being pushed down, and people are constantly being trampled.

The scene was chaotic, and the overcast sky looked like it was going to rain again. But the dark clouds scattered, only darkening the sky, but making the burning fire even more arrogant.

Until a large number of birds appeared in the sky, the sound of Sanskrit singing and bamboo poles hitting the ground came from the ears.

Qingyang and Blue Bird finally appeared.

And behind them, a large number of beggar gang and Shaolin disciples have also crossed the Wind Tribulation Road to the Valley of the Medicine King, led by Wang Tianbao, the leader of the beggar gang, and Master Zhide of Shaolin Temple.

It turned out that Huaishan had already seen Qingyang, and during the time when Qingyang and Blue Bird disappeared, they went to the Beggar Gang and Shaolin Temple respectively to move the rescuers.

The reason why Blue Bird was with Qingyang was because she knew that she alone would not be able to rescue the Shuzhou City Lord from the Medicine King Valley.

As a result, on the side of the beggar gang Wang Tianbao, the four elders of the Tianzi generation, Yin Tianyuan, Wu Tianwei, Gao Tianwei and Zhang Tianhui, have already led many beggar gang disciples to fight with the medicine people.

The warrior monks on the side of Master Zhide of Shaolin Temple are not to be outdone.

Some of the medicine people were fleeing for their lives, and some of them were wielding swords in order to escape for their lives.

Under the firelight, the sound of killing rose again. The birds also rushed towards the medicine man like sharp arrows.

Whoever is stained with blood is an executioner. The beggars are, the monks are too, the medicine people are too, and no one is innocent.

If you don't kill me, I'll kill you. Either you die or I die.

Seeing the seriously injured drunkard, Zhide hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "Did you catch up?"

"The others are fine," the drunkard gasped, "save Wuya first, and there is a girl who lured away the medicine man, and must find them." Dead or alive. ”

Ji-deok nodded.

The medicine people fell batch after batch, but they were still fierce. The number of beggar disciples and Shaolin warrior monks is also gradually decreasing.

The medicine people of the Medicine King Valley use swords, they have no feelings, and they kill decisively, while most of the weapons of the beggars and Shaolin disciples are bamboo poles and wooden sticks, and they usually fight against people, and they pay attention to injuries but not killing, so now facing the medicine people of the Medicine King Valley, they have fallen behind for a while.

But no matter who wins in the end, there is no real winner in this battle with heavy casualties.

The fire of the Fire Repulsion Road is always burning, and there is no tendency to stop.

On the battlefield, the medicine people were finally forced back by the beggars and Shaolin disciples, and the dead died, the wounded were injured, and the fleeing fled.

Win?

Did you win, what if you win, what did you win?

The drunkard trampled on the corpses under his feet, and looked at them vigorously, one after the other, and he looked very carefully, lest he miss any of them.

"You can't die, you can't die, you can't die!" shouted the drunkard as he rummaged through the corpse. He hated himself so much at the moment, because he couldn't even remember what color clothes Wuya was wearing today, and in the face of the colorful corpses in front of him, he had completely lost the ability to think.

Zhide saw it in his eyes, and he commanded the still alive warrior monks to join the drunkard. Although he knew that the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment, but even if the hope was slim, he thought the same thing as an alcoholic. To live to see people, to die to see corpses.

The beggar gang disciples were also counting their dead and wounded, and Yin Tianyuan asked Wang Tianbao, "Do you want to go forward, or stay here?"

Wang Tianbao looked at the busy drunkards and Zhide, and then looked at the people around him, and just said lightly: "Life and death are fate." ”

Then he took the rest of the beggar disciples and walked towards Jishitang without looking back. The drunkard didn't stop them, and neither did Zhideok.

The four elders of the beggar gang each bowed to the dead man, and then turned to leave as well.

Zhide knew that in the eyes of the beggar gang disciples, revenge on the Medicine King Valley was obviously more important than looking for a friend whose life and death were uncertain.

Death, in the eyes of the beggars, has long been accustomed to it. Beggars are people who live at the bottom, and they think that they are cheap. The beggars, after all, are just a group of beggars.

Benefiting society and defending one side is not what beggars should do.

Life is the same for them, whether they care or not. They're not ruthless, it's just that they have to.

Because since they have become beggars, what they can cherish has long been lost.

Master Zhiyong once said that monks and beggars are actually losers.

One is still resisting Hongchen, and the other has already fled from home.

"Found it!!" a monk shouted to the crowd.

Wuya was finally turned out of the pile of dead by a monk, and the drunkard and Zhide hurriedly stepped forward when they heard the sound.

At this moment, Wuya's eyes were closed and covered in blood. The drunkard probed Wuya's pulse, and when he was happy, he wanted to help him up and take him to Yu'er, but found that although Wuya was unconscious, he still said something without saying a word.

Because his breath was weak, Wuya's voice was too small for the drunkard to hear clearly, so he leaned his ear close to Wuya and finally heard Wuya's words clearly.

He said, "Ugly...... Ugly ......"

The drunkard looked at Zhide, who seemed to understand something, so he instructed the Shaolin disciples to continue searching.

But the fire in front of them was still burning and was gradually reaching their feet. Fortunately, Boundless was discovered in time, and if it was one step later, it would also be swallowed in flames.

The birds that had been hovering in the sky, after losing the control of the blue birds, did not care whether the people on the earth were dead or alive, they all rushed down to peck at their flesh, and the people had to wave their hands to drive them away.

On the other side of the Fire Fighting Road, many people have already been burned to ashes.