The dust fell, and from the broken gate of the Mo family, a man and a woman slowly walked out. Behind him, more than a dozen corpses lay in pools of blood, and the death was horrific. As they looked over one by one, the woman noticed that the young woman behind the old man was gone, and the blood-red footprints on the ground were heading east, and there was a little more anger in her eyes.

"One escaped. She said.

"No, it's two, she's seriously injured, and one person can't go far. The man walked over to the corpses and looked over them, the feather necklace around his neck fluttering slightly, shining a blinding glow in the sun.

The woman glanced at the feathers, and her head ached, as if something lurking in the depths of her mind twitched violently.

"What's wrong?" the man asked.

"No problem, no problem. She turned her face away, trying to avoid looking directly at the feather, and replied.

"Then what to do with the rest of the Mo family?" the man looked around, "This and the Bo tribe have already been cleaned up, and the rest of the tribes are left." ”

"It's the same as the bamboo family, grab half and put half. ”

"Is this an order from an adult, and what is the purpose?" the man's tone was a little more puzzled and complaining, "Waste of time." ”

"Bring them despair, and let them flee to survive. These people will inevitably think about rescuing their companions in fear, and then try to challenge the Dementors, using their mantis arms as a car, which is very interesting to think about. The corners of the woman's mouth lifted, and an excited expression appeared on her face. "You know, if the ants resist, there will be many unexpected effects. ”

"You're vicious, Mo Ting. The man stared at the other man's face, but he didn't expect that there was an incomparably sinister heart beneath her gentle surface.

"Aren't you too, Mo Yuyi?" Mo Ting turned around and looked at the destroyed Mo family's mansion, "However, the rules of the game have been set, and we are just executors, and we have no right to violate them." ”

"Don't you think this place is a bit familiar. Mo Yu touched the pattern on the wall, a sword and a shield, the body of the sword was covered, and only the hilt and blade of the sword were exposed. His face twisted, and the pain sealed in his memory emerged little by little, and Mo Hao's face actually appeared in front of him, the man's relieved expression, and warm hands, as well as all the vague pictures.

Mo Yu's hand naturally drooped, and a metal badge also fell. He bent down and held the glossy badge in the palm of his hand.

The pattern of the badge is exactly the same as the pattern on the wall.

"Father?" he said involuntarily, his heart shuddering, wondering why I had pronounced those two words.

"What are you talking about, father?" Mo Ting frowned when she heard the two words Mo Yuyi said.

Mo Yuyi shook his head: "It's nothing. ”

Mo Ting turned her head and looked at the council hall in the distance, "Let's go, let's carry out the final general attack, once the central area falls, the entire black dust is like a candle in the wind, about to be extinguished." There's going to be a good show. ”

"What about the two fish that slipped through the net, don't you chase them?"

"Don't worry, you'll meet in the end. ”

On the border, the battle between the Black Dust Army and the Dementor was inseparable, however, what scared Situ Zhenyang was that the Dementor soldiers were almost not damaged, not because their own attack power was not enough, but because they all had strong self-healing abilities, coupled with the tireless fighting, the Black Dust soldiers were slowly at a disadvantage.

"Why hasn't Ah Hui rushed back yet?" Situ Zhenyang became a little anxious, and used a trick to Dragon Fury Hongtao, and now there was not much power left in his body, but the enemy army became more and more brave the more he fought, and the Black Dust soldiers completely fell into disadvantage. At this moment, he desperately hoped that Ah Hui would come with reinforcements as soon as possible to relieve the border war.

"Brothers, even if you die in battle today, you can't let the enemy step into the black dust for half a step, otherwise, the homeland is no more, and the relatives are no more!" Situ Zhenyang raised his scepter and shouted loudly, vowing to fight the enemy to the death. With his encouragement, the morale of the soldiers was boosted, and the morale of the army was greatly boosted. Once again, the two sides are entangled in the entanglement.

"Shangguan Hua, that kid has two hits, I'll go play with him. Lei Guang looked at Situ Zhenyang, who was standing in the center, and suddenly became interested. With that, he jumped to his feet and rushed forward with his knife.

"Situ Xiao'er, it seems that you have two hits, I will meet you!" Situ Zhenyang followed the prestige, and on the top of his head, Lei Guang slashed at himself with a knife, and his figure was fast.

Situ Zhenyang was startled, and hurriedly took more than a dozen steps back, and in an instant, a large stone beside him was directly smashed, and the clods of soil flew up. He couldn't help but gasp, and secretly sighed that he hadn't been hit, otherwise he would have died in Huangquan.

The landing was not stable, Lei Guang slashed horizontally, seeing that it was menacing, Situ Zhenyang had no choice but to meet it. The swords and sticks collided, and a burst of energy erupted, and everyone around them was shocked.

Situ Zhenyang's hands began to tremble, and fine sweat flowed from his forehead.

At this time, a black light flashed in Lei Guang's eyes, and then the corners of his mouth rose, and the machete slashed off the scepter, and slapped it on the opponent's chest with one palm.

Situ Zhenyang was hit hard and fell to the ground, accompanied by blood spilling down in the air, and the blood-red color was stained with the tender green grass, which slightly suppressed them. Beads of blood lie down the stems and leaves, eventually seeping into the soil.

"Captain!" Situ Zhenyang raised his head, only to see a bright blade pass through Xiao Li's chest in front of him. He spurted out a mouthful of blood, then slowly lowered his head, gasping for breath.

A smile appeared on his face, he opened his lips with difficulty, and said, "Team... Captain... Take me home... Okay?"

Xiao Li looked at Situ Zhenyang, his eyes slowly became more empty and cold, losing the color of life, and the smile slowly disappeared. The knife inserted in his chest was pulled out fiercely, and the body of the team member fell directly in Situ Zhenyang's eyes.

"Brother!" Situ Zhenyang hugged him, tears streaming down his eyes, blurring his vision.

"You're nothing more than that, it seems that I still overestimate you. Lei Guang looked high, his eyes staring at the two of them, looking down on them from an absolute perspective.

"Unforgivable!" Situ Zhenyang wiped away his tears and held back his sadness, he picked up the scepter, looked at those puppet soldiers, and muttered: "Brother, don't worry, I'll take you home!"

"Report--General!" a small soldier stood behind him and reported, "There are a large number of enemy troops in the rear of our army, and now we are under attack in front and behind!"

Situ Zhenyang's face sank, he gritted his teeth, and hesitated in his heart.

"That's all I can do—" He stuck the staff in front of him, closed his eyes, and recited a spell in his mouth. Suddenly, a huge pale blue magic circle appeared under the entire battlefield.

"What does he want to do?" Lei Guang thought to himself, "Interesting, see what other tricks you have." ”

He stuck his weapon on the ground and waited quietly, hoping that the other party would give him a little surprise.

Situ Zhenyang opened his eyes suddenly, and the blue light in his eyes surged. The entire battlefield was blocked by a translucent barrier, forming something resembling a container, and floods rushed in from all directions. The waves drowned the soldiers all.

"This idiot, he will die together!" Lei Guang gritted his teeth and hurriedly dodged. He stepped on the barrier, trying to escape with the force of his pedaling, but the barrier was full of droplets, and he slipped and fell to the ground, and the rushing flood hit him overhead.

Lei Guang immediately got up, the protective shield in his hand was formed, and as soon as he came into contact with the flood, he was instantly shattered by the powerful impact, and he was drowned in the ocean.

Shangguan Hua hung in mid-air, his hands stretched out, palms downward, slowly forming a rotating air flow, his fingers bent up violently, and quickly lifted upward, and suddenly several water columns were erected from the flood and kept getting higher.

"Huh!" his face was bruised, his arms continued to exert force, and the columns of water rose rapidly, breaking through the barrier above his head and spilling out in all directions.

The light wave in Shangguan Hua's hand condensed, looked at the fast-moving magic circle on the ground, and immediately rushed over. "Look at me breaking your formation. ”

The light wave slammed into the earth, and the swirling symbols on the formation stopped. The color of the stripes faded, the power faded, and the surrounding barriers were shattered.

Lei Guang stood up, looked at the soaked clothes, and the messy battlefield, and suddenly became angry, he picked up the knife on the ground, and roared angrily: "What about Situ Zhenyang, I want to kill him!"

"They fled, and the army fled. Shangguan Hua turned around and looked at the flowing water that was evaporating little by little.

Only then did Lei Guang react, he looked around, and really didn't see a single black dust soldier, including the corpse, the corners of his mouth twitched, feeling humiliated. "Situ Zhenyang, I'm going to break you into pieces!"

"Alright, let the army meet up and wipe out the rest of the place, and the two of us will rush to the central district at once. ”

Although he was very unhappy, Lei Guang had no choice but to nod and go with Shangguan Hua.

In the forest, Situ Zhenyang led the troops to flee quickly, non-stop. In the war with the almost invincible Dementor army, the Black Dust army suffered heavy losses, coupled with the sudden "reinforcements", they were attacked before and after, and the casualties increased a lot, so Situ Zhenyang chose to use the forbidden art in the family to get out. The attacks of those Dementor soldiers bordered on madness, and if they had been any longer, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

It was with this in mind that Situ Zhenyang had to do this.

The forbidden technique, known as "Turning Water into Shape", swaps places with other rivers and targets that need to be diverted, while using barriers to trap enemies and crush enemy forces with water, killing two birds with one stone. However, the reason why it is listed as a forbidden art is because of the huge amount of energy it requires, and the more people transferred, the more power it needs. Now, there are more than 1,000 soldiers in the black dust, which is a large number, and Situ Zhenyang has overdrawn his physical strength, and he is dying at the moment.

The horse he was riding suddenly stopped, and so did the cavalry that followed.

"What's wrong with the general?" asked the man in the back.

They looked at Situ Zhenyang's back and slowly sank. The horse neighed, and he fell straight off the horse, unconscious.

"General!" Everyone got off their horses one after another to visit, only to see Situ Zhenyang's face pale, and blood slowly flowing out of the corners of his mouth, nose, and eyes.

"There's still breath, find a place to heal!" said an officer, putting his hand in front of his nose.

"But in this forest, where is there a place to heal?" they looked anxiously in all directions.

"Follow me!" a woman's voice came from the shadows of the trees ahead.

"Who is it?" everyone drew their swords and became vigilant, they stared closely at the front of them, and at the same time protected Situ Zhenyang. The soldiers have no bottom in their hearts, after all, the commander faints, and the army's heart is frustrated, if they encounter a strong enemy at this moment, they will be more auspicious!

"Don't worry, it's us. In the shadows, Li Feng and Duan Zhiyu slowly walked out, "You should rest assured now." ”

"Let go of me, I can't leave my people behind!" Mo Chen struggled to break free from Zhu Ziying's restraints.

When the dust rose, Zhu Ziying just arrived, she hurried over to find out, and suddenly her right arm was grabbed by a bloody hand, which was the hand of Butler Mo.

The old man spat out a few words with all his might: "Take the young lady away!" When the last breath was exhaled, the light in his eyes was scattered, and his body stopped moving.

Zhu Ziying held back her tears, bowed deeply, and then rescued Mo Chen.

Before leaving, she saw a man and a woman walking out through the dust, a dazzling light attracted her attention, but she didn't have time to think about it, she could only flee the battlefield with Mo Chen first.

Mo Chen grabbed Zhu Ziying's hand, shook her off, and then turned around and walked in the direction of the Mo family.

"Sister Chen!" Zhu Ziying grabbed her arm, "The Mo family has been captured, and you can't go back!"

"Don't stop me!" Mo Chen seemed delirious, she frantically swung away the other's touch, screaming in her mouth.

There was a "pop", Mo Chen's face turned sideways, leaving a red palm print on the right cheek, and she stood still, her eyes full of tears.

"Can you calm down now?" Zhu Ziying said, "Steward Mo let you survive with his life, you can't go back and die!"

Mo Chen leaned against the toppled wall, silently looking at the ground. She covered her mouth, tears streaming down her cheeks, wetting her clothes.

"It's all my fault! I don't have the power to protect them and let them be ......"

"Sister Chen, I can understand your feelings. Now it's not just the Mo family, the Zhu family, the Liu family, the Lei family, and even the entire Black Dust that have been attacked, it's not your fault, it's the enemy, it's they who are too cruel!"

"No, no, no!" Mo Chen shook his head frantically, "If I hadn't hesitated at that time, then the clansmen, and the housekeeper..."

She recalled the scene: a three-year-old child crawling on the ground, covered in blood, crying for his mother, and Mo Ting walked up to him and stabbed the sword in his hand deeply. The child lay in a pool of blood, and he just froze in place, not stopping her.

Mo Chen whipped himself hard, and Zhu Ziying hurriedly stopped it, "Sister Chen, it's useless to blame yourself, this can't save anything, we have to cheer up now." ”

Mo Chen's hands slowly drooped, she raised her head, looked at Zhu Ziying blankly, and did not speak. Her gaze became misty, and her expression became more and more dazed. Because of the battle, his face and body were injured to varying degrees, and as the despair spread out little by little, Mo Chen's whole person actually became numb.

Now, she became a wooden man, only leaning against the wall and silently crying, muttering those words over and over again.

"Sister Chen, Sister Chen!" Zhu Ziying shook her shoulder, but Mo Chen remained silent.

Seeing that the other party did not react, Zhu Ziying sighed, looked around, and said, "This place is quite secret, Sister Chen, you stay here, I will go back." ”

Zhu Ziying had just turned around to leave, but a hand suddenly stretched out and grabbed her.