Stepping on the bricks of the city wall, the figure crossed the defenders on the battlements in a blink of an eye. Sima Ling just pushed Ma Teng, who had passed out on his back, towards Wei Ye in full view of the defenders.

If Li Daxiong hadn't reacted fast enough, he would have knocked Wei Ye, who was closing his eyes and supporting his jaw, into a heel.

was stirred up by Sima Ling like this, and Wei Ye's high-ranking shelf couldn't stand it anymore. The immortal warlock hurriedly jumped up, looked at Sima Ling and shook his head helplessly, and then walked towards Li Daxiong and looked at Ma Teng who he was holding: "How is Shoucheng's injury?"

Li Daxiong couldn't help twitching slightly at the corner of his mouth at the uneasy routine of the pair of uncles and nephews, but he still replied truthfully: "Ma Cheng's body is just an ordinary flesh wound, and the bell girl is still measured, please rest assured." ”

"That's it, after all, he Ma Shoucheng is also a man who has been working hard all year round, if he is an ordinary person, he eats a fist from my bell and does not have intracranial hemorrhage, he must be regarded as his ancestor has accumulated virtue. ”

Wei Ye said as he stretched out his hand and rubbed Sima Ling's dumpling head into a mess: "Although there is some chaos, this time it is well done!"

The half-demon girl struggled hard in Wei Ye's arms: "Uncle, let go! Pay attention to your image!"

But as soon as she broke away from Wei Ye's arms, she found that Wei Ye's movements suddenly stopped.

Not only Wei Ye, but also Li Daxiong and the defenders on the city wall also became extremely dignified, staring at the direction of the Qiang army camp.

Black.

A dark canopy that seemed to be impossible to see suddenly rose from the camp of the Qiang army. All the light that could be seen in the eyes seemed to be swallowed up in the darkness, so silent that it was so silent that one could only hear the sound of one's own breathing.

Wei Ye let go of his hand and pushed Sima Ling towards the stone steps of the lower city: "Bell, go to my senior brother, remember, the war does not stop, don't run around!"

As he spoke, there was a glimmer of light in the sky, at some point, falling flutteringly.

Those glowing like fireflies are snowflakes the size of goose feathers. In this thick darkness, human vision is almost useless, but the snowflakes can be seen reflecting the light coming from nowhere, which is unusually beautiful.

In the small garden of the fine house, Zuo Ci raised his head lightly and exhaled. Seeing that breath turned into a white mist, the lame old man's face was neither sad nor joyful, just calm.

A grain of snow fell on his fingertips, and then it brought a tingling sensation of cold air entering his body. However, the cold aura only stayed on Zuo Ci's fingertips for a moment, and then dissipated invisibly.

"It's snowing. Looking at the snowflakes rolling down in the sky, Zuo Ci muttered, "It's really a big deal." ”

As if to agree with his words, the cocoon in front of him, which had been sleeping, sensed the incomparably striking divine presence in the outside world, and shook violently.

However, the restlessness of the tree cocoon quickly quieted down as Zuo Ci stroked the tree with one hand.

"Don't worry, just wait, what we have to see now is what kind of response your teacher has. ”

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Fanhe County Court also gathered a lot of people at this moment.

As Wei Ye collected a large number of refugees into Fanhe City, he expanded the shack area where the refugees lived, and demolished a lot of houses in order to collect wood, rolling stones, and ash bottles to defend the city. Among the people who were forcibly demolished, there were many officials from Fanhe County, and they had no choice but to swallow their anger and temporarily move their families to the county court to live temporarily.

To say that these little officials don't hate Wei Ye deeply, it is naturally false. However, in front of the red-eyed Qiang army, even the guys who say the loudest strange things on weekdays really don't have the courage to shout anything, "The Qiang people are coming, I will lead the way", so they can only grit their teeth and endure it, waiting for the end of this war, what Wei advises to pat his ass and leave.

At this moment, Wu Jie, who was dressed three layers inside and three layers outside, was standing under the eaves, followed by two Taoist soldiers sent to him by Wei Ye.

Wu Xie has experienced such a few days of war, but his courage has been honed a lot, he looked at the bright snowflakes that gradually fell on the dark sky, and he was also a little bit of a head: "This strange situation, I think it is that the rebels have asked the demon god to cast a spell again." As expected by Duke Wei, some are not bad, two, let's follow the policy agreed by Duke Wei in advance, right?"

Before he finished speaking, there was a miserable cry in the front court of the county court!

In the midst of this miserable cry, there was also the exclamation of the county court officials: "It's amazing, dead people! Knives are falling from the sky!"

With this exclamation, Wu Xie saw that the clerk he used the most on weekdays ran towards him with a cauldron: "Du Wei! Du Wei! The snow falling from the sky is like a knife, and when it touches the flesh, you will see blood! In the blink of an eye, it will cut off the throat of the doorman!"

He screamed like this, but he didn't notice that a snowflake was falling on his lap, and immediately a puddle of blood splashed and fell to the ground.

If it weren't for the cangtou who was accompanying Wu Xie to drag him under the eaves in time, I am afraid that he would not be able to escape.

At this time, without waiting for Wu Xie to urge, the two Taoist soldiers had already walked quickly to the main hall of the county court, sat down on both sides of the iron tripod that was set up on the main hall and divided the gossip, and at the same time took out a piece of rune paper and threw it into the iron tripod.

Not only the county court, but also in the ancestral temples of the Golden Urn Altar and the Danzao Altar, the Fang Market, the streets, and even the homeless camps full of shacks, there are such iron tripods, which are lit at the same time.

The refugees who had just taken refuge in the city of Fanhe also encountered this deadly snow at this very moment.

The people beside him didn't understand what was going on, and the village scholar in clothes had already shouted at a shrill voice: "Find a place to hide, there is magic in this snow!"

At the scream, he immediately pulled a village boy next to him who stupidly looked up to see the snowflake, and as soon as he raised his hand, he protected him in his arms. The few petals of snowflakes that seemed to have a spirit towards the child stumbled on the dirty robe of the village pedant, but they disappeared in an instant, leaving no trace.

And at this moment of crisis, Wei Ye, who was standing at the head of the city, suddenly unfolded the Dantianliu Pearl Flag in his hand against the life-threatening snowflakes.

The Dan Tianliu Pearl Flag was the guide, but in an instant, a red fire red lotus rose at the same time in the iron tripods that were burning with fire. The flames were soaring, the red light and flames, the entire Fanhe City was shrouded in a firelight, and the rising heat wave recoiled upward, actually melting away the falling deadly snowflakes!

This is the five-way fire array that Wei Ye accidentally comprehended when he deduced the Eight Yan Transformations of Dongyang. The simple formation, which could only be used for winter heating, became a city protection array to resist the ice and snow power of the White Tent Lord after several days of arrangement and expansion, and it came in handy for the first application!