The exit has been sealed by us, Zijun finished breathing, and stood there for a long time, there was a person she missed under the ground.

"It's all over, and those who are alive have to continue to live. I said to her. She ignored me, walked out of the cave, and let the scorching sun scorch her delicate skin. Tingxiong wanted to pull her back.

Mingyue and I pulled him at the same time. Let her be quiet, we say.

In less than a minute, Zijun returned, and I thought to myself that the greenhouse Jiaohua really couldn't stand the scorching sun. But Zijun's face was serious.

"I saw a group of soldiers, about 17 people coming towards us. Zijun said.

"What does it look like" Mingyue stood up and prepared to walk out of the cave.

Zijun said that they rode camels, armed with scimitars, and wrapped in black turbans.

"It's the special forces of Steel Fang, you get out of here, I'll find a way to hold them back. Mingyue began to "protect" us again.

"It's not an option to go now," I said, "and the sun outside is roasting us to dry corpses." ”

"Then what do you say" Mingyue glared at me because I always pinched her.

"You can only fight with them," Tingxiong said.

"But they are special forces, and there are more of them than us. Mingyue was a little excited.

"That's all there is to it. Zhao Pu also supported our opinion.

We waited in the cave for the steel-toothed soldiers to arrive.

Half an hour later, they found the cave where we were hiding, and shouted in a steel tooth we didn't understand.

Mingyue translated, saying that we broke into their border, and this is the mausoleum of their 56th generation elder Kim Ji-ja. Give us five seconds to consider whether to surrender or not.

"We'll wait for them to come in," Tingxiong's eyes were rarely murderous.

They shouted five times outside the cave. I walked in. Tingxiong kicked it with a flying kick, but the person who came was extremely fast, and he dodged as soon as he retreated. The men hesitated, then formed a formation and slowly moved into the cave. The five of us hid in the corner of the cave, and it was dark in front of us, except for the white light at the entrance of the cave, which looked like a white sword.

Zhao Pu was the first to rush over, he was a very righteous person. I think it's a friend.,Always rush ahead.。 The Pavilion Bear attacked from behind.

I don't know how these special forces are cultivated, or if they are fighting badly, anyway, Zhao Pu is injured. In the darkness, I felt his aura getting weaker and weaker. The pavilion bear also stirred together and fell to the downwind. We escaped with our lives under the scythe of death, and now we are in the clutches of Satan.

"Ahh

I didn't have time to think about it, so I pulled out the willow leaf sword on my waist and unfolded the willow wind step. Silent. Like a ghost. Cut off their tendons and disappear towards the screams.

"Mingyue, how are you" I touched her covered in blood, "Mingyue, you speak"

Mingyue was killed!!I thought so, and the anger in my heart was far greater than that of poisoning the sun.

My voice drew enemies, and they struck at me with their swords.

I jumped lightly, people are like willow swings, willow leaf swordsmanship is like ghosts and ghosts, like the void wind in the forest. The small cave is under the willow leaf swordsmanship, chanting and singing, crying like a ghost.

The blade of the sword was as cold as a ghost prison, and even I felt terrible - the murderous willow leaf swordsmanship was so evil.

When everything was quiet and only the wind outside the cave was left, Mingyue turned on the flashlight. The seventeen black-clad special forces had fallen in a pool of blood. Zhao Pu was seriously injured, and Zijun was slashed in the back in order to protect Mingyue, and blood gushed like a spring. Mingyue's scream probably came from this. Tingxiong is fine, only slightly injured.

We carried them out of the hole and put them on our camels. Galloping towards Twilight Moon City, lest his feet be a little slower, and his friend will die in Huangquan.

At night, the moon is like jade, and the breeze is gentle.

Tingxiong paced back and forth in front of the infirmary in a panic, and when he came back from the desert, he was like this.

Zijun was still in danger, and she lost too much blood. I think she traveled thousands of miles and tried hard to get to this treacherous desert, and in the end she didn't find her brother and was seriously injured.

Therefore, I sighed silently in my heart, thinking that the world is impermanent.

"Tingxiong, you go and rest first. I'm here, and I'll tell you as soon as I hear it," I said to him.

"It's okay, I'll hold on. He said.

I think whether you can hold it or not, it has nothing to do with whether Zijun is healthy or not, why not rest. But I also know that people and emotions are not so objective. I don't know that infatuation is like a moth to a fire, and there are many people.

Tingxiong only drank some gruel, and I stood for a while before leaving. Mingyue was depressed, fiddling with the books in her hand, and when she saw me coming, she asked Zijun about his injury. I said it was still in danger, and she was even more sad.

"It's all my fault, it's useless to blame me, if I had been braver, I could have avoided it. ”

"People are scared when they are in danger," I wanted to comfort her. But because of her fear, Zijun blocked a knife for her, but it is an indisputable fact.

"But my fear hurts others," she insisted, on her fault. I suggested that if she felt guilty, she would go and see Zijun.

Mingyue and I came to the infirmary, just as the old military commander came out of it (he was a doctor in charge of treating Zijun), and he was even thinner than when we came the day before yesterday.

"How's Zijun doing?" we asked him.

"I've helped the gold sore medicine, I'm still in a coma, I hope it will get better tomorrow, I have to go and rest. Mingyue, you help me take care of them. Once again, he threw the problem at Mingyue. The man disappeared at the end of the hallway.

"Buddha bless, Zijun will wake up tomorrow" Mingyue folded her hands and prayed to the sky.

We don't think about how sad it would be if Zijun didn't wake up. Nearly three hours of trekking, running under the scorching sun, that bone-piercing knife mark. Don't say that a woman is as strong as Zhao Puxing, and she can't hold it.