At this time----, Yao Tianshuo, the dragon general who was sitting on the Ruyi futon, the anti-sky magic weapon given to him by the prince, observed the movements on the battlefield in the distance, and found that Cao Hongliang was inexplicably killed, and couldn't help but gasp. Later, when he saw General Di Xiang turn around and prepare to return to the formation, he knew that he wanted to lead the enemy into the formation and annihilate him. Yao Tianshuo knew that the situation was urgent, and he didn't dare to slack off, so he immediately ordered aloud:

"Due north, the wind is in place, releasing the storm phantom fog. ”

"The array is due east, the word rain is in place, releasing the plum rain phantom fog. ”

"Directly west of the array, the thunder word is in place, releasing thunder and fog. ”

"The array is due south, and the cloud character is in place, releasing floating clouds and mist. ”

"Southwest, northwest, all put dense forest fog. ”

"Southeast, northeast, all let the swamp fog go. ”

I saw all kinds of misty smoke floating up from the eight directions in the formation, and in a moment, the entire formation was enveloped, and the already unpredictable maze was now covered with a more mysterious veil.

Li Mengluan looked at the thick fog rising in the distance and stood in place for a long time, until a bright red smoke reflected in her eyes. At the moment when he saw the color, without the slightest delay, Li Mengluan rode his horse and galloped, rushing straight to the northeast direction where the smoke was released in the formation.

Di Xiang had not heard any movement behind him since he turned around, and he once thought that the strategy had failed, and he was very annoyed in his heart. But at this time, the sound of horses' hooves and the sound of dust and sand made Di Xiang regain hope, and it seemed that the original decision was not wrong.

Di Xiang looked back to confirm Li Mengluan's movements, but found that she was running straight to the northeast of the array, and when he was feeling anxious in his heart, he saw Yao Tianshuo in the distance raise an apricot yellow flag and wave it at him twice, and then he was relieved.

The apricot yellow flag turned out to be a tool for the generals of the Tang Army to communicate with each other, as long as one party showed the apricot yellow flag, it proved that the task had been handed over to him, and the other person's duties would be over.

Under Yao Tianshuo's command, the formation in the northeast direction changed slightly. The originally tight line suddenly dispersed a little, revealing an entrance that could be passed through by one man and one horse. Not long after the team dispersed, a black figure burst into the formation at a speed that was not clear to the naked eye. Even so, everyone clearly found that only a human figure rushed in, and there was no trace of the mount.

Before Lin Xiusheng could open his mouth to tell Li Mengluan that he was poor and not chasing, Li Mengluan had already rushed out, and when he was anxious and worried, he saw Li Mengluan's mount returning alone. Lin Xiusheng's blood suddenly rushed back when he saw this scene, his eyes turned dark, and he almost fell off his horse. Yin Feng's eyes were quick and he supported Lin Xiusheng's crumbling body. In fact, the generals are also as mixed as Lin Xiusheng in their hearts, and they are all anxious, hoping that Li Mengluan can turn evil into good fortune and return safely.

One mile behind the formation, Ming Wei, the commander of the Tang Army, was never calm in his heart. The spies have sent three in a row, but there is still no response, and when Ming Wei, who is eager to know the situation in front of the battle, is about to send a fourth spies, he sees the first spies who have not returned for a long time hurrying back.

The spy galloped to Ming Wei's horse, knelt down on his knees, and said before Ming Wei could ask: "Your Royal Highness the Prince, Shenwei General Cao Hongliang was beheaded by an unknown female general of the Jing Army. ”

"What? Is this true?" Ming Wei, who had always been extremely calm and calm, could not be patient at this moment, showing his frightened expression.

"Not only that, but the female general only used one move to behead General Cao under the horse, I really see it. However, General Di Xiang had already used a trick to introduce the female general into the formation, and General Yao Tianshuo had also prepared the phantom fog. ”

Hearing this, Ming Wei breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "There are probably very few people in this world who can kill General Cao in one move." Even so, as long as she stepped into my mist maze, it would be impossible to fly. This woman is very dangerous, and she quickly went to inform General Yao to be vigilant and must not let her escape from the formation. ”

"Yes, Your Highness the Prince. ”

When observed from the outside world, the vision is blurred, and it becomes more serious in the formation. Smoke of all kinds scattered and floated, enveloping all corners.

But what Li Mengluan saw in his eyes was not this smoky scene.

The moment she stepped into the maze, it was as if she had been transported to another dimension. Now she was trapped in a huge sludge swamp, empty all around, with nothing to cling to. Li Mengluan wanted to leap outward, but found that his whole body seemed to have been drained and he couldn't move. The body kept sinking downward, sinking into the endless mire.

Is it the body or the soul that has fallen?

The sunken consciousness has been difficult to awaken for a long time, why on earth?

Isn't it commendable to climb to the top, to forge ahead to the strongest, to pursue perfection? Why does it only lead to endless depravity and fall?

Know that the five colors are blinding, the five tones are deafening, and the five flavors are refreshing.

Ordinary people's lives can't escape being disturbed by all kinds of desires. The more you want, the less you get, and in the endless whirlpool of desire, there is no perfection, only incompleteness, no satisfaction, only regret.

The more you get, the more you greed, until you finally do whatever it takes to "seize", and when you find out, you have sunk to the bottom of the abyss and can't extricate yourself.

Li Mengluan gradually suffocated in the struggle, and a second before he stopped breathing, the scene in front of him suddenly changed drastically.

She came to a desert, a desert where the wind howled.

The strength of the wind is difficult to describe in words, Li Mengluan couldn't stabilize her figure no matter what, she was easily swept up by the storm, and she was taken away like this.

The wind is like time.

Time can take everything, not just a person's lifespan.

Time flies, a hundred years in a flash, nothing will not pass.

All the people, things, and things that have appeared in the past years are like empty phantoms, and when they pass, they no longer exist, and when they disappear, they are difficult to find again.

Even if they know that one day all realms will be empty, people still keep clinging.

The more beautiful the flowers are in the fog, and the fuller the moon is in the water.

In the long river of history, it can be seen who sits in the world when he is alive and carries it with him when he dies?

The wind blew shocking scars on Li Mengluan's body, and just when Mengluan thought she was about to be crushed by the wind, the wind sent her to a lush forest.

The air in the forest is fresh, the flowers and trees are fragrant, and the birds are singing.

I don't know when the injuries on my body will heal, Li Mengluan has no time to think about it, just strolling quietly in the forest. I don't know how long I walked, but I found that I was still in the forest, and then I realized that the forest was vast and boundless, and I was lost before I knew it. But is it really all there is to it?

It's not the way to be lost, it's the people who are lost.

It's not scary to get lost, as long as the heart isn't lost, you will always find a way out. But if the mind is lost, even if it is a great way, it can still confuse people.

Those who know others are wise, those who know themselves are clear, those who win are powerful, and those who win are strong.

Those who don't know themselves dare to ask how they can win themselves?

Only those who fully understand their own flaws have the opportunity to reform and be reborn. Only those who know themselves can have an unwavering heart, know their own needs, and therefore be free from external interference.

After walking like this for a long time, the originally clear sky suddenly dimmed. Dark clouds covered the sky and the sun, and the thunder rolled, muffled like a drum.

In an instant, a cyan lightning bolt carried the power of thunder, flashing with the glow of blindness, slashing down obliquely, mercilessly hitting a towering tree.

The tree fell in response, and its unusually hard trunk seemed to be vulnerable, but the seemingly weak weeds next to the tree survived the lightning, and were not damaged in the slightest by the threat of lightning.

What seems like an ordinary scene is a mystery.

If the soldiers are strong, they will be defeated, and if the wood is strong, they will be broken. The strong are below, and the weak are above.

The more you show your edge, the more likely you are to be frustrated. The more self-righteous you are, the more likely you are to become the target of public criticism and lead to death. If you don't show it, you won't be jealous, and after you live in others, others won't find a reason to hurt you.

The sky flashed brightly, and a second lightning bolt brutally bombarded Li Mengluan's head.

In the midst of the cyan splendour, a journey came to an end. Maybe the maze can't hinder Li Mengluan's actions, maybe the power of demonization can prevent her from being harmed by everything, but it can't stop her from feeling the deepest pain of the human heart.