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The miserable moonlight reflected Xiao Wu's miserable appearance, and the white toad light showed the bright red of blood.

Yan Zhao, who was not far away, supported his body with a long sword, and walked to Xiao Wu's side step by step, looking at Xiao Wu, who was completely out of breath, he couldn't help but feel sad in his heart.

Although the two have only known each other for three or two days, the bond between people is far from being measured by time. Yan Zhao admires Xiao Wu's resourcefulness and chivalry, but it is more of an indescribable feeling, Yan Zhao can be very relaxed and unrestrained when facing Xiao Wu, just like friends who have met for many years.

Even though Xiao Wu always likes to joke about Yan Zhao, and the two always like to make fun of Yan Zhao verbally when they get along, it is this natural feeling that makes Yan Zhao feel a little less Jianghu and makes Yan Zhao feel more comfortable.

You must know that the people you usually meet in the rivers and lakes either admire Yan Zhao's strength, or admire the inheritance of the Heavenly Master's Dao, and more will look at the Jinyang Divine Sword in Yan Zhao's hand. On the contrary, Xiao Wu neither valued his Heavenly Master Dao background, nor did he ask about the Jinyang Divine Sword, but he always set the topic on his own cleverness and Yan Zhao's stupidity.

Yan Zhao already regarded Xiao Wu as his confidant and friend.

The tiger's eyes were red, and Yan Zhao was full of sorrow in his heart, but there was even more monstrous anger and burning.

"If I hadn't underestimated that old witch's kung fu, how could you be like this, Brother Xiaowu!"

The two who thought they knew the level of their grandmother roughly paid a painful price tonight, thinking that their grandmother was only mortal under her serious injury, even if the old devil was stronger than herself, especially Yan Zhao had fought with her grandmother in the broken temple, and the two of them were even more sure that once they joined forces to get rid of their grandmother, they would just be able to catch it.

"Brother, don't worry, even if I am poor, I will kill that demon woman all my life, avenge you, and avenge the people who were innocently killed by her!"

As he spoke, Yan Zhao wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, straightened up, and pointed his sword at the sky with one hand.

"I, Yan Zhao, swear here, if I don't take revenge on this demon and don't destroy this demon, I will be robbed by five thunders!"

Slowly put down the right hand that raised the sword, and couldn't bear to look at Xiao Wu's miserable appearance anymore, but after thinking about it again, how could Xiao Wu's corpse be in the wilderness, so he leaned down again, but he was suddenly shocked.

"This!"

I saw that Xiao Wu's body was hazy and illusory, and the misty true qi that came out of the hundreds of points around him enveloped his whole body, as if he had transformed into another Xiao Wu, as if the soul was out of the body, the two Xiao Wu gradually separated, and the Xiao Wu composed of true qi floated into the air with a pop and shattered into a bubble, and disappeared with the wind.

Seeing this, Yan Zhao was stunned and at a loss.

・・・・・・

"Drunk dreams of death, drunk dreams of death・・・・・・"

A man in black armor paced back and forth in the room, babbling incessantly.

There is a fierceness between his eyebrows and eyes, it is the white-fronted king of the double-forked Lingnan Mountain, General Yin.

Next to General Yin sat a middle-aged man with a broad and fat body, born white and clean, with a pair of squinted eyes, this is the number one military division under General Yin.

The special sergeant saw that his own leader had been talking about this drunken dream of death and drunken dream of death every day for the past month, so he couldn't help but ask.

"I said, big brother, what do you mean by being drunk and dreaming of death every day?"

General Yin's thoughts were interrupted by the special sergeant, and then he looked at his own military advisor and pondered for a long time before speaking.

"Third child, do you remember the boy named Xiao Wu who was rescued by me a month ago?"

The sergeant thought about it carefully.

"Yes, it's such a boy. The ranger who saved the niece of the Xu family, wasn't he seriously injured by a vulture that day, and was rescued by you, eldest brother. I remember that kid, he was not bad, but I heard that he was scared away by Lao Xu. Hey, you said that the niece of the Xu family is so beautiful and a beautiful embryo, this kid can't take a fancy to it. ”

For Xiao Wu, who can speak well, the special sergeant still has a very good impression, especially his own ghostly niece, the special sergeant does not use Xiao Wu's things to make fun, and as soon as General Yiyin mentions Xiao Wulai, the special sergeant remembers.

"Yes, it's that kid, third child, you only know that I saved that kid, but you don't know that the kid was poisoned at that time. ”

"Oh, and that else?"

Seeing that the special sergeant looked puzzled, General Yin nodded and said quite seriously.

"When I found him that day, he was so badly wounded and poisoned that even if I had arrived, I was powerless. ”

General Yin said sincerely, and the special sergeant was even more puzzled.

"He vulture, and the poison that you can't do anything about, big brother?"

Speaking of this, a sharp light suddenly flashed in General Yin's eyes.

"It's not the poison of the vultures, how can those horse bandits have that kind of poison, I suspect it's the impermanence of the ・・・・・・ Difu. ”

When the special sergeant heard this, he was immediately startled, and as soon as the name of the underworld came out, the pupils in his small eyes shrank, and he continued after a long while.

"Then・・・・・・ how can that kid still be alive?"

"I got rid of the vultures when I got there, and it was a pity that the boy was poisoned and died soon. But I saw that he seemed to have a great method of protecting his life, and the whole person seemed to be virtual and real, and the poison had been removed in a short time, and even the knife edge behind him was gone. ”

"And such miracles?"

The special priest was unaware that in addition to surprise in his eyes at this time, there was also a trace of greed.

"Before I returned, I searched his body, but I found nothing. Only he seemed to be muttering drunk and dreaming of death in his sleep, and then when he woke up, he didn't seem to know that he had saved himself, but kept thanking me for saving his life. ”

The special priest pondered carefully, but he couldn't figure it out.

"Big brother, you say that there are such miracles of regeneration and creation in the world? Why have I never heard of such miracles in the world, brother, which family or sect has such miraculous skills? ”

But he saw that General Yin was deep and thoughtful.

"Yes, the ancient Commentary Sutra, isn't it rumored that there is such a miracle・・・・・・

"The !! of the Interpretation of Doom"

The special sergeant couldn't help but shout loudly, and then calmed his voice, and continued.

"Big brother, don't be kidding, which of the volumes of the Commentary Sutra is not in the hands of those top characters, and how can it be in the hands of ・・・・・・ kid・・・・・・"

The special priest said but it became less and less conclusive, even though it was unlikely that the Commentary Sutra would reach the hands of Xiao Wu, a ranger, but what if, it would not be ・・・・・・ great creation.

"Big brother, then why don't you keep that kid?"

At this time, the special sergeant hurriedly asked, if General Yin wanted to keep Xiao Wu at that time, Xiao Wu would not be able to escape.

General Yin said leisurely.

"At that time, Chen Zhao of Hezhou Wei sent me a letter, and the end of the letter mentioned that kid・・・・・・"

There is a lot of helplessness and unwillingness in the words.

・・・・・・

At this time, Xiao Wu seemed to be hovering on the edge of life and death, and some illusory scenes kept flashing in his mind.

"The drunken living are still alive, and the dreaming dead are dead, both of which are false, but fake death is not life, and there is no beginning and no end. ”

The passages of text that I recalled in my mind were the only one that I couldn't understand among the three cloths that the drunken ghost master threw to Xiao Wu back then.

The inscription on that cloth is drunk, and dreams of death.

"Drunk to the dead, to the dead, to the dead. Those who dream of death and seek to survive will not die. ”

Xiao Wu read softly in his mouth, only to see the phantom around him change, until the last solid figure floated away from Xiao Wu again, the phantom seemed to be real, the same covered in blood, and his chest collapsed. The phantom floated, then shattered, turned into bright points of light and floated down, falling on Xiao Wu.

Looking at Xiao Wu again at this time, although his body was still bright red, his collapsed chest had been restored, and his face, which was originally like gold paper, was also bloody, and the breath like a gossamer gradually stabilized.

Yan Zhao looked at the scene in front of him in a daze, obviously completely stunned. After a long while, Yan Zhao rubbed his eyes vigorously, squatted down and pressed his big hand on Xiao Wu's chest, and probed Xiao Wu's snort.

"Brother・・・・・・ what is the situation ・・・・・・ you?"

At this time, Xiao Wu slowly opened his eyes, and as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw the bright moon in the sky, and said softly.

"It turns out that the moon in the world after death is so round and so bright. ”

Then he noticed Yan Zhao standing beside him, and said with a smile.

"Brother Yan, I didn't expect you to come too. ”

Yan Zhao didn't react at first, and then he didn't seem to recover from Fang Cai's shock, and stumbled in his mouth.

"Brother・・・・・・ brother, the two of us are not dead ・・・・・・. ”

"Heh, I'm not dead・・・・・・ I'm not dead!!"

(To be continued)