Li Changan was covered in blood.

Every heavy gasp was filled with fishy sweetness.

He was covered in bruises, he was exhausted, but the siege of the rampant soldiers was still not in sight.

With a blank face, he pulled out a fang, piercing into his chest and abdomen, the last gift of a rampant general who had turned into his original form.

Li Changan threw it on the slit in the eye of a heavily armored rampant soldier in front of him, and the rampant soldier subconsciously lowered his head to dodge, and the Taoist priest had already taken the opportunity to crash into its arms, and the tip of the sword drilled into the heart, and the nail piece was biting "creaking".

Blood then gushed out, staining the priest's clothes even more red.

Meantime.

An octagonal copper hammer slammed into the back of his heart, and the phantom of the armor on his body flickered twice, and the last talisman shattered silently.

Li Changan made a backhand sword and cut off the head of the sneak attacker.

But the big shields and heavy armor were already covering more enemies to surround and kill.

As a last resort.

I had to jump high and jump out of the encirclement with the help of the gods.

But in mid-air, he heard the rattling of the bowstring, and more than a dozen cold arrows were shot out of the rampant army.

In normal times, he has summoned a strong wind and swept away the arrows.

But now, under the Dingfeng flag, it is difficult to prosper.

He had to rely on his superb swordsmanship to try his best to block, but after all, he had been fighting hard for a long time, and his movements were inevitably out of shape, and although he pushed away all the arrows that were shot at the vital point, he still let a short arrow peek into the gap and burrow into the flesh of his thigh.

The Taoist priest snorted, like a bird with folded wings.

Below.

The dense rampant soldiers have already erected a forest of swords, guns and swords, waiting for him to throw himself into the net.

The Taoist priest then bit the tip of his tongue (harmony) and used the last talisman.

Suddenly, there was a burst of fire, burning the abbot's place under his feet.

was able to land in embarrassment

But after all, it was too hasty.

He slammed himself on the hard bluestone floor tiles, and most of his chest was shaken away, but he didn't care too much, and quickly turned over and got up.

A look up.

The shadows like a hill pressed down, and on his head, a huge rampant general smiled fiercely at Li Changan.

Airplanes!

This is the mace in the hand of the rampant sweep, setting off a surge of air.

Swish!

It was a mace that swept across the ground, plowing up a splash of rubble.

The sound is terrifying and overwhelming.

Li Changan's first reaction was:

Hide!

His body reacted instinctively, too.

But just stepped out of the dodge step.

Not only his leg injury, but also the weakness caused by many injuries, and the fatigue caused by hard fighting, all pressed his body firmly in place at this time.

Oops.

He could only raise his long sword horizontally, and he didn't even have time to unload it with skill.

Bang!

It's like a hammer beating a drum.

The great force of the mace smashed firmly into the sword, and in the tooth-aching steel wail, the modern metal forged sword suddenly bent and slammed into the left arm of the Taoist priest.

"Click. ”

In the crisp cracking sound, Li Changan flew lightly.

This moment.

The Taoist priest didn't even have time to feel the pain, but in a trance, he felt that he had become a feather, a trace of catkins, and with a slight wave of someone, he flew up, flew over the swords, guns, swords, halberds, rampant soldiers, and sharp teeth and claws, and then at the moment of pain, he turned into a stone and a clay pot, and slammed it on the stone stairs in front of the temple.

Then it was coerced by inertia, like an innocent and vicious naughty boy, like a poor doll in its hands, beaten, rolled, thrown away, smashed, and finally greasy, tattered and discarded next to the cloud platform.

Li Changan fought hard and wanted to arrive next to the cloud platform.

But now, when it's time to come, what's the use?

His leg was hurt and his hand was broken. After some torture, I don't know how many bones were broken.

The long sword was also bent, but it was not bent, and he did not have the strength to swing the sword.

The talisman and magic weapon have long been depleted, and the mana is almost dry, and there is no energy left to urge the change of supernatural powers.

It's a flying sword...... It flew over with a whirl, and landed beside its owner, like a fish on the shore, fluttering a few times, but finally there was no movement.

What other threat can such a Li Changan have?

So when Yu Mei descended from the platform, she didn't rush to look at the poor insect covered with mud and blood under her feet, and even waved her hand to repel a few rampant soldiers who came up to bite her.

She just looked at the long street, at the rampant crowd, and at the place where Li Changan fought all the way.

The corpses were in disarray, and the blood was pouring out.

Yu Yu sighed.

"Li Daoyou must have guessed the truth about Xiaoshui, right?"

Li Changan's eyes were scattered, and he stared at the blue sky in a trance.

"You should also guess why the old body wants to attack you. ”

Li Changan tilted his head, letting the broken mask slide off his face.

Because of Yu Mei's self-talk, chatter.

“...... It's not that the old body wants to harm Daoyou, but this Xiaoshui City is the only thing left in this body, and there can't be a little bit of a difference, and the old body has to do it as a last resort. ”

"Friends of the Tao can go with peace of mind, and the poor will ......"

Yu Mei's gaze finally fell, but the words were abrupt.

Because she was surprised to find that at this time, Li Changan lifted the mask and had no nose on his face.

The center of the face is smooth, and there is not even a hole.

At the same time, there seems to be a sizzling electric current in the air, and even some small, imperceptible electric sparks will burst out in Li Changan's chest.

"What god does not subdue, what ghost dares to rush ......"

She followed the sound.

The platform was lowered, and the Wind Flag was also retracted.

There was a morning breeze blowing, and the Taoist priest's scattered clothes were lifted, revealing the villain hidden on his chest.

A villain whose facial features are the same as Li Changan's, but they have shrunk dozens of times.

The nose god rushes to the dragon jade.

He was sitting upright on Li Chang'an's chest, with his heart facing the sky, solemnly reciting:

"When the tiger sniffs, all ghosts disappear. ”

Yu Mei hesitated for a moment, and the next moment, the sympathy on her face was torn away violently, and her face became pale, frightened, and hideous.

Because this incantation is nothing else, it is to summon the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder that has reached the Nine Heavens, set down the Yellow Spring, and swept away all evil demons and demons.

These days, Yu Mei has been hiding behind the scenes, using Li Changan and monitoring Li Changan.

After Li Changan finally found out the true identity of the Hundred Illusion Butterfly, she jumped to the front of the stage from behind the scenes and staged a one-sided bird bow to hide.

So.

Yu Mei knew that Li Changan had the ability to resist the wind, so he prepared the wind flag.

Knowing that he had a flying sword, he prepared a silver wire mesh.

Knowing that his swordsmanship is superb and he has the method of destroying evil, he prepared a heavy armor shield.

knew that he had Feng Chong and Yu Mei's magic weapons and talismans in his hands, so he prepared a large amount of cannon fodder.

And now, she finally knows that Li Changan still has a hole card in his hand.

A hole card that cares about hurting the innocent and has never been cast in the city.

A divine thunderbolt.

Wind and fire thunder!

"Kill him!"

Yu Mei's voice was sharp, and the rampant soldiers around him had already swarmed in, and he didn't care about any heavy armor shields, wind flags, and silver wire nets, and unraveled the human form one by one, revealing the true appearance of the demons, and rushed to the scene with the fastest and most ferocious posture, wanting to break Li Changan's corpse into ten thousand pieces.

But.

Li Changan grinned, white teeth floating in his red blood, he raised his hand with difficulty, and stretched out a trembling middle finger.

And the nose god Chong Longyu had already recited the last sentence.

"I'm calling today, hurry out of the palace. ”

"Haste as the law!"

......

Li Changan lay on his back on the stone steps.

In the blurred vision, I saw the hideous rampant soldiers, the distorted faces of Yu Mei, and the blue sky above their heads that was suddenly torn apart.

Inside was tumbling thunder and raging flames.

This moment.

The sky was dark, and everything was silent.

The next moment.

Rumble!

Divine thunder descends from the sky.

All I could see was blazing lightning, and all I could hear was deafening thunder.

I don't know how long.

When Li Changan opened his eyes after the violent dizziness.

What he saw was a quiet moonlit sky.

The full moon is embedded in the middle of the sky, and a few thin clouds linger like a veil and mist.

You can deflect your gaze slightly.

But I can see that in the eastern sky, it is the rising sun in the east, and the red glow is rolling.

The sun and the moon, day and night, coexist at the same time and in the same sky, and their only boundary is a wandering line of fire above the clouds.

This is the case.

It is as if someone made two paintings of "day" and "night" at the same time, and stacked the two paintings on top of each other, but accidentally caught fire, and the flames burned through the "day" on the face, revealing the "night" underneath.

He struggled to his feet.

It was found that the entire long street had been destroyed by lightning fire.

In the distance, there are still remnants of fire intertwined with blazing white electric light, through these churning flames, you can see the prosperous and peaceful Xiaoshui City behind the flames, and the rampant soldiers who stand silently by the fire but dare not take a step beyond the thunder pool.

Li Changan didn't bother with the fish that slipped through the net, because he found that after the thunder fire, what was left behind was not ashes, but ruins.

This is not the black, sparkling, scorched ruins of the kind, but the remains of civilization that have been washed away by time.

The waterways that were once used for boating are clogged with algae and fish can be faintly seen, the rows of shops are only in ruins, morning glories and unknown flowers are clustered on the weathered low walls, and dense vines are woven into the roofs instead of green tiles, and under the feet, all kinds of weeds grow from the cracks in the masonry, one after the other, and the slightest movement of the foot provokes a few mosquitoes and startles away a pair of toads.

At this moment, this is the situation.

Although there was pain inside and outside his body, Li Changan couldn't help but want to laugh out loud.

I see.

And so it was!

No wonder there is chaos outside, but Xiaoshui is prosperous and peaceful.

No wonder it's summer and autumn outside, but Xiaoshui is late spring.

It is no wonder that Xiaoshui wine sells well in the north and south, but I have never heard of her name.

It is no wonder that after the Dionysian sacrifice, it is the old wine that is sold, and the new wine is brewed for the first time, but there is no sail on the river outside the city.

All prosperity and all peace are false.

It's a fantasy.

It's a mirage.

It's a dream that someone has carefully weaved.

Just as it is difficult for a person in a dream to realize that he is dreaming, he can only remember the absurdity of the dream when he wakes up.

Now that the Xiaoshui Fantasy Realm has been burned through by wind, fire and thunder, Li Changan's mind is completely clear.

He took a deep breath, but frowned abruptly.

Just now, what I smelled in my nose was still the smell of grass and dew, but now it was mostly the ubiquitous faint smell of wine in the Xiaoshui Fantasy Realm.

He leaned over and touched the floor tiles, and what he saw in his eyes was a layer of moss, but what he felt on his skin was the roughness of the slate.

Look up again.

The "moon sky", which represents the real sky, has been invaded by the "day", which represents the illusory, to the point that only a small circle remains.

Li Changan understood that this was a remnant fire that was slowly extinguishing, and the illusion was gradually recovering.

If you don't want to be caught in the illusion again, and be caught by the remaining five rampant soldiers and horses, you have to ......

Li Changan turned to look back.

On the long stone steps, in the center of the thunder and fire, Xiaoshui's once most magnificent, conspicuous and magnificent building, the Temple of Wine, now only a few fallen beams and pillars on the periphery and a huge well in the body remain.

Li Changan staggered and moved, picked up the flying sword embryo like a dead fish along the way, and the matching sword that was smashed and bent by himself, stepped into the stone steps step by step, climbed the high platform, and crossed the ruins.

In front of the huge deep well, the last glance at Xiaoshui, the remnants of the fire are almost invisible, the phantom of the bustling street market and the cold ruins gradually coincide, and the remaining rampant soldiers are still quite numerous.

One by one, they all showed their true colors, their claws were sharp, their faces were hideous, and they wanted to devour Li Chang'an alive, but they were stopped by the remnants of Mars and could only stare dryly.

Li Changan gave them a good look and grinned.

Jump into the well.

Jump out of the illusion.

............

There are two flowers, one on each branch.

Water Moon View.

The small courtyard where the lonely grave is located.

The wisteria plants suddenly grow wildly, and the new vines become entangled with each other.

A moment later.

Another Yu Mei came out of the vines.

It's just that she trembles all over, her face is pale, her eyebrows and eyes are upside down, and she looks like a demon, and she has no true appearance on weekdays.

She gritted her teeth, her voice resentful.

"Thief Daoist, you are bound to break your corpse into thousands of pieces and scatter your soul!"

"Daoist Li's life is not long in coming, why should a real person be reckless?"

Yu Mei suddenly felt a thrill and raised his head suddenly.

But when he saw the gate of the courtyard, Lang Zhong leaned against the door and smiled.

His eyes were full of anticipation, satisfaction, and joy, and looking at her was like looking at a meal that had been planned for a long time.

And around the courtyard, on the walls where there are no rampant murals, there are all demons who have escaped from trouble.