"call......"
Wisps of smoke were coming out of Li Mo's body. He smelled the strong smell of blood and exhaled a puff of white air.
Many bloody holes appeared on his body, which were caused by the bursting of his meridians. He had never allowed the power of the world to stay in his body for such a long time before.
Most of the enemy troops had already collapsed and didn't even dare to look back.
But some disaster beasts keenly sensed his weakness.
More than just feeling weak, he now felt as if his body was no longer his own.
The only feeling...
The winter in southern Xinjiang is really cold.
Li Mo couldn't stand any longer, and he couldn't help but fall backwards. However, the feeling at the back of his head was not the hard ground, but...
Soft and elastic.
Feeling the brain waves, Student Li raised his head.
It was that frosty face, her eyes were cold and deep, and she stared into those sinister gazes in the chaos of war.
Although he has such an expressionless face, the sense of oppression is quite strong.
But when I lay in her arms, the back of my head could indeed feel the sweet, soft warmth.
This damn sense of security.
Li Mo blinked, tired and serious:
"Ice Tuozi, you might as well let me fall to the ground."
Ying Bing reached out to wipe the blood off his face and frowned as he said:
"Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
"It's so comfortable. I'm afraid I'll fall asleep if I'm not careful."
"Then go to sleep."
Ying Bing took off the green jade hairpin and let her soft black hair fall down. After all, the jade hairpin was a mortal object and somewhat fragile.
Li Mo: “......?”
This is not right.
Look at what is written in the storybook. The atmosphere has been set to this point. Shouldn't you be patting his face, anxiously telling him not to fall asleep, fearing that once he closes his eyes, he will never be able to open them again?
Well, even if I slap his handsome face until it’s swollen, I’m afraid it won’t stop him from falling asleep.
The chaotic thoughts pulled at his eyelids becoming heavier and heavier.
In a trance, he heard the sound of soldiers guarding the city gate behind him rushing out in formation.
The last thing he saw before he fell asleep was a feather.
Feathers seem to be the most exquisite creation in the world, and they can be remembered at first sight.
If it were a phoenix feather, it would probably be no more than this, right?
........
Nanguan, Zhennan Palace.
A figure on horseback, looking exhausted and anxious, stopped at the door. He went up and pushed the door open impatiently.
If an ordinary person did this, he would have been arrested long ago, but the guards did not stop him.
"Where's my dad?!"
Zhong Zhenyue saw the housekeeper at home and asked loudly.
"The prince was summoned back to the capital by His Majesty a few days ago to report on his duties, and he is no longer in the palace."
The butler wiped his sweat.
"How is this possible?!" Zhong Zhenyue widened his eyes.
The housekeeper sighed and said, "It's absolutely true. How dare I lie to you?"
Zhong Zhenyue had the answer in his heart, but he still didn't want to believe it. He rushed into the yard where his father lived, but saw only a mulberry tree in the courtyard, swaying in the cold wind.
He and Zhong Ling searched everywhere, but he didn't see the tall and majestic figure in his mind.
"Father really left and went to the Imperial Capital?"
Zhong Zhenyue's face gradually turned pale.
"Commander Qu... lied to us?" Zhong Ling bit his lips until they bled.
Under what circumstances would Qu Sheng lie to them?
Without Dad’s help, how can Qingmu City resist the disaster beasts and the armies?
Whether you can survive seven days is a question!
Zhong Zhenyue didn't dare to think further.
"Zhenyue, what are you doing?"
"I want to go back to Qingmu Castle, to be with Brother Li and the brothers!"
"What's the point of you going back alone? Are you going to die? We should catch up with Dad and tell him the military situation in Aoki Castle. That's the most important thing!"
......
Qingyuan Sect, the main peak hall.
The beast charcoal made crackling sounds, echoing in the hall, making it seem a bit empty and dull.
The elders sat together, and no one spoke for a while.
"If the South Pass collapses, the war will definitely spread to the East Wilderness. You all know the reason."
"Whether to go or stay, we have to make a decision together."
Shangguan Wencang broke the silence by puffing on his pipe.
"Our roots are here. Without Qing Yuan, how can we still be called the Qing Yuan Sect in the future?"
Qian Bufan sighed and ate his roujiamo in confusion.
Ziyang Prefecture was a fiefdom granted by the imperial court.
It sounds easy to just walk away, but if they leave Ziyang Prefecture, the Qingyuan Sect cannot establish its own sect somewhere else, as that would be someone else's territory.
Unless you go to Beifeng or overseas, no one cares about those places.
This means that the sect is in name only.
"If you ask me, let's fight those beasts and die on our own land!"
Elder Han He clenched his fists, very angry.
"Old man Han He, I love what you said!"
Shang Wu drank his wine gourd and gave a thumbs up:
"When I ascend the throne in the future, I will make you the prince, and Elder Qian will be our crown prince."
It can be seen that the beautiful master has already entered the combat state, and the first move of the King of Fighting Skills comes out as soon as she opens her mouth.
She is worthy of being the inventor of the secret.
One sentence can offend two people.
Qian Bufan: “?”
Han He: “?”
Even if the Shang Dynasty had not perished, it would not be your turn to become emperor.
"I think we can pack up the important things first and then wait and see the changes for a while."
Xue Jing frowned, his face full of worry and concern.
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