On the other hand, the sun and the moon are dim and the world is chaotic.
Jing Ke’s hand gently resting on that sword is like the arrogance of the god of war in the sky, sending out a strong domineering.
"shua"
Several long swords were hurtling towards Jing Ke, and Jing Ke held the sword blade and hilt in his hands, respectively, to form a ring-shaped shield, and his eyes opened angrily, forming a huge qi resistance, and suddenly burst around, and his face was very pale with great pressure.
"poof"
Jing Ke spat out an old blood directly and said angrily to several people who were watching not far away, "When are you going to watch and where are you going to help me collect my body?"
"Otherwise?"
Mu Xiaobin smiled with a natural expression on his face, but he didn’t do that. He took out a bamboo stick from his Chinese tunic suit. It was an instant when the bamboo stick was attached to a layer of black fog. With a wave of his hand, the flying swords were suddenly unloaded by this move.
"Ghost Emperor"
The little Taoist priest actually picked Mu Xiaobin’s identity in an instant, touched Mu Xiaobin and hesitated for a long time, saying, "The smelly Taoist priest should forgive others and don’t push too hard, or the door will encounter unprecedented disaster."
Qin Yueer stood by and watched Han Meng’s performance when he just broke through the dead city, which made Qin Yueer sincerely fold in Qin Yueer’s heart. Han Meng was a symbol of beauty and wisdom. Qin Yueer whispered to Han Meng, "Let’s start work."
"Ha ha, don’t start work and watch them quietly. Their lives have little to do with us. Those Taoist priests may not necessarily ask us for Liu Yong to come back safely."
After all, I haven’t broken through the ice and come out of the dead city passage. Han Meng turned a deaf ear to everything that happened in front of him. What Han Meng said is also very reasonable. In fact, the situation is the same now. If the war situation on both sides deteriorates, Han Meng and Qin Yueer are not big.
"hoo-hoo"
The Taoist priests who hurried past the imperial sword and the Taoist priests who manipulated the sword rain by the side suddenly reduced a lot of pressure because Mu Xiaobin joined Jing Ke, and the contest between the two sides gradually leveled off.
"Strong is too strong."
Han Meng couldn’t help feeling that a close contest like this has been going on all the time. Naturally, it is also true that the wars of attrition overlap in a flash, and the offensive has not been relaxed at all, but it is overwhelming attack and defense.
I was wrapped in thick ice, and my subjective consciousness has gradually disappeared. Gradually, the ice around me melted little by little and disappeared into the dead city with my flesh. This time, I really died and was completely melted there with my flesh and blood.
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At this time, Han Meng suddenly felt a chill. Obviously, a long time ago, my spirit and her spirit made a special sign. Once my spirit dissipated, her spirit would also tremble. Qin Yueer didn’t know what happened. When she saw her weakness, her body couldn’t help shivering. Her eyes were hazy with a little sluggishness.
"Han Meng, are you okay?"
Qin Yueer Han Meng became worried. Han Meng’s face was pale and a cold sweat fell down her face for about two or three minutes before she recovered from her trance. At this time, Qin Yueer held her from one side, and she put one hand on her heart as if her whole heart was about to jump out of her heart for a moment.
"It’s okay. I suddenly feel a strange palpitation in silence. Should something happen to Liu Yong?"
Han Mengyin’s breath is very weak. It took her a great effort to finish this sentence. Qin Yueer held her left hand. She instilled a little coolness and qi, and her face gradually recovered its ruddy luster.
"It will be all right. I believe that Liu Yong can always be alive and will get stronger and stronger."
Sometimes the wish is good, but the reality is very cruel. Qin Yueer tried to comfort Han Meng. She never wanted to believe that I would die there.
"No, I’m going back to him."
Han Meng bit her lip hard. She wanted to see what happened to me. Qin Yueer was a little worried about me because of her performance.
Mu Xiaobin danced bamboo sticks with Jing Ke to resist the overwhelming sword rain and the rigorous Taoist siege, which made them unable to get out. If they go like this again, they will definitely pay a very heavy price here. The root of this war of attrition is the practice of self-injury and 10,000 injuries to the enemy.
"Qin Yueer help quickly!"
Mu Xiaobin was waving a bamboo stick and wandering back and forth among the Taoist priests. In his spare time, he did not forget to encourage Qin Yueer to help. At this time, Han Meng wanted to go back. Naturally, she helped Han Meng to go towards the long lane leading to the dead city without too much hesitation.
"It’s okay. You guys resist. Bye."
Qin Yueer said to Mu Xiaobin with the wave and full of comfort to him, and then took Han Meng in the direction of the dead city.
"Nima, are you crazy and ready to go back?"
Mu Xiaobin couldn’t help cursing that it was more foolish for him for Han Meng and Qin Yueer to choose to go back than to think of not helping him. Even if he didn’t help him, he would have to throw him back to the dead city. This really made him want to rush to the front of Han Meng and Qin Yueer and enjoy a slap in the face. The impulse was that he had to continue to choose to fight with these Taoist priests.
Qin Yueer held Han Meng and gradually moved away from the war and went to the depths of the deep alley. Naturally, Han Meng’s fingernails and fire Guanghua pointed to the lights in this deep alley. The surrounding area of this alley was very damaged, forming a scene of ruins. It was so difficult to go back. Every time Qin Yueer waved his hand, he was afraid of overexertion, which made the whole road even more difficult to walk. However, after this repetition, they finally reached the periphery of the dead city.
"At last."
Qin Yueer appearing Han Meng fingernail firelight looked around and was very sure to Han Meng nodded and said.
"Good Qin Yueer, you instill more qi in me. I want to see the whole dead city."
Han Meng’s voice just fell and Qin Yueer instilled some true qi into her through her palm, and then the golden light of her body jumped to her head, and then generate came to illuminate everything in the dead city. They looked up and tried to find my solid ice, but it became traceable. They opened their eyes and looked at me with surprise. Where can I find my trace in the dead city?
"Bupoof"
Han Meng’s excitement was instantaneous, and generate’s eyes were full of tears, and she felt a pain in her heart. She didn’t want to believe what was happening in front of her. She screamed at the top of her lungs and exhaled blood from her mouth, and the whole person fainted.
Qin Yueer also helped Han Meng to her back with tears. It was difficult to walk along the long lane towards the dead city, not because Han Meng was too heavy, but because she lost her backbone in an instant, and tears dripped along the way.
By the time Qin Yueer walked out of the long lane and saw it, he was very flustered. Everyone was in a short moment, and their struggle was close to the end.
"Jing Ke, you will never have such good luck again. Let’s go."
The short Taoist priest left with other Taoist priests. At this time, Mu Xiaobin and Jing Ke were all scarred. There were blood and residual limbs on the ground. As you can imagine, just after they fought to the end, many Taoist priests died in it. They no longer had the strength of World War I. They sat on the ground and tried hard to make the breath even before making other plans.
Mu Xiaobin saw Qin Yueer carrying Han Meng and appeared at the exit. Mu Xiaobin struggled to move his roots and didn’t pay attention to Qin Yueer’s gloomy expression to meet him.
"I just asked you to help us, otherwise we wouldn’t be so miserable. Do you have a brain or not?"
Mu Xiaobin was obviously condescending for a long time and lost his temper. Qin Yueer looked up as if deliberately letting him see the tears in his eyes. He saw Qin Yueer’s icy eyes and the whole person was petrified. It seems that all this is a precursor to the storm, but not far away, Jing Ke naturally found the roots and would not wake up.
"I don’t have a brain, and it doesn’t seem as good as saving you. I just want you to die."
Qin Yueer held out his hand and grabbed Mu Xiaobin’s neck without a trace of emotion. Mu Xiaobin said that he didn’t know how Qin Yuer was stimulated in front of him in order to get such an outbreak. Mu Xiaobin deeply wanted to stimulate another Qin Yuer himself, so he would inevitably be swept away.
"What’s the matter with you?"
Mu Xiaobin’s voice was a little timid and his face was blank. Qin Yueer could not help but increase his palm strength when he saw his face blank.
"Fortunately, Han Meng just had to go back and see what happened to Liu Yong. His mind and body have dissipated in the dead city."
Mu Xiaobin didn’t know why Qin Yuer lost himself. His anger has obviously angered Qin Yuer, who is already on the verge of an outbreak. He can’t wait to dump himself. He is still a ghost emperor. He doesn’t have any eyesight. It’s really "no, he won’t die". He also blames Qin Yuer for wanting to kill himself first. He closed his eyes and waited for Qin Yuer to start work.
"Liu Yong will really die. Qin Yueer, if you tell us what you have seen, you will kill whoever you want. If you don’t tell us clearly, we don’t know what the situation is. Wouldn’t it be very wrong to die like that?"