The night on Maomao Mountain is like a piece of ink.

There was only one road when crossing this mountain forest. More than 500 men in black jumped out from four directions with various sharp blades in their hands, surrounding the jungle.

Xia Ao dragged a long iron rod to open the way in front. His left shoulder was cut. At this moment, the blood was already numb and torn apart, and his robe was whimpered by the night wind. Tuosan looked at the long dark night. Behind him were dozens of guard monks led by Danba from the Holy Palace. Especially for the fourth and fifth ambush, the opponent dispatched more people every time. Although there were many powerful martial arts disciples in the Holy Palace, under the attacks of dozens of times more manpower from the other party, more than 300 guard monks sent by the Holy Palace one after another. After the fifth ambush, there were only a few dozen people left.

As soon as he entered the mountain road jungle, Tuosang stopped and said in a deep voice: "Be careful, everyone."

A sharp roar suddenly came from the jungle, and countless hidden weapons, powerful bows, arrows and crossbows, and even the Lei family firearms that exploded as soon as they landed.

Although I was prepared, more than a dozen monks with slightly lower martial arts skills could not avoid it, and screams came one after another. Soon, in the light of a firearm, hundreds of men in black who had already ambushed came up from all directions.

The church members fell down one by one in front of him. Tuosan could no longer see the splatter of blood in front of him, and the smell of blood could no longer smell the fishy smell of blood. The robe on his body was stained with blood and dust. He had been injured by several arrows. At this moment, he was waving a long staff, and even the first-class masters in black were invincible.

At 10:00 a.m., Tuosan was left with only two escortists brought by the shaking Shaao and the one-armed Master Danba.

There were only seventy or eighty people left in hundreds of men in black, and even though the rest were still fighting hard, they were all frightened.

Eight men in black jumped onto the high treetops, their small bows spread out, and carried the sound of wind and thunder and shot straight at the lonely churchman. The churchman screamed, and Tuosan flew up, and his sleeves brushed off seven or eight sword crossbows, pulled him over, and turned around. A powerful small crossbow was piercing his shoulders. A burst of blood surged, and Tuosan's steps couldn't help but shake.

The remaining dozens of men in black were overjoyed. The leader issued an order, and everyone immediately attacked Tuosang. Master Danba raised the golden cymbals, and Xia Ao and two other escorts dragged the iron rod and staff. Everyone knew in their hearts that they would have to fight until the last moment to get out of the jungle.

The eight men in black fired dozens of swords and crossbows in succession. Tuosan looked at the high treetops, waved his staff, jumped up in the air, and brushed a few times. The eight men in black fired bows and crossbows immediately fell to the ground in silence.

The men in black had seen him finally get injured by arrows and were about to rush forward. At this moment, when they saw this momentum, no one dared to come up first.

At the stalemate, a sudden sound of rapid horse hooves sounded behind him. More than a dozen cavalrymen in uniform rushed into the jungle and attacked the man in black. The leader was tall and wide, and with a swing of his sword, all the people who were welcomed were invincible. The exhausted men in black saw that the situation was not good, three of them immediately fled, and the rest also woke up and did not dare to fight again, so they followed him immediately.

Xia Ao dragged the iron rod, bowed deeply, and was overjoyed: "Lu Ling, it's you!"

Since he was rescued by Jun Yu in the Qinghai territory for the first time, Xia Ao has known Lu Ling and others who went to the Northwest Military Camp with Jun Yu. Later, he met Lu Ling many times in the Northwest Army and knew that Lu Ling was someone Jun Yu trusted very much.

Lu Ling returned the gift and looked at the man with the hat and belt in front of him. He was about to introduce him to both sides. Suddenly, he saw the man with the hat and belt in front of him with the hat and belt in strange eyes, so he took a step back without speaking.

Tuosan suddenly felt a strange feeling when he looked at the man with a crown and belt - just like looking at himself ten years later.

The man with the crown and belt also looked at him carefully, and he felt a very strange feeling in his heart - just like looking at himself ten years ago.

"Mr. Nongying?!"

"TaoSan?!"

The two spoke at the same time and smiled at the same time.

At this time, a rising sun had slowly risen, and the sound of dewdrops sliding in the forest was clearly heard. Lu Ling and others were busy bandaging the wounds for Xia Ao and others, and then took dry food and water to everyone.

Several minor injuries on Tuosang's body have been wrapped with special medicine powder by Mr. Nongying. At this time, Mr. Nongying was distributing the pills he carried with him to everyone according to their injuries.

Tuosan sat on a piece of wooden stake, watching Mr. Nongying's every move. During the retreat, one day, Jun Yu had told him in detail about his parents and teachers, and there was a very important part of it about Mr. Nongying. At that time, Tuosan hoped to have the opportunity to meet Mr. Nongying. Now he finally met, and he felt that no one in his life could match his spirit and demeanor, and the bright and clear moon.

And this person is the most important guide on Jun Yu's life. He taught Jun Yu's martial arts strategy. In the first few years when Xiao Jun Yu left Qiansi Academy, it was precisely because of his protection that he would not be wandering and helpless. In a sense, he was not only Xiao Junyu's husband, but also had a deep grace to Xiao Junyu. He cut the flute for Jun Yu and taught her to play "Guangling San". He loved and protected her from childhood, and always appeared around her in times of difficulty and crisis! This is the best person to her, like a father and a brother.

After checking the injuries of several people, Mr. Nongying walked over and saw Tuosan's smile on his face. He couldn't help but laugh: "I once heard Jun Yu talk about you. Except Tuosan, there will be no such person in the world!"

The day when Mr. Nongying dreamed that Jun Yu was in danger, Junyu told him how he was saved by Tuo Sang in the secret room of Hanjing Garden. Tuo Sang not only ruined the Buddha's teeth but also ignored his life. Therefore, in the mind of Mr. Nongying, he had long had a great favor for this mysterious "Bokedo" that he had never met. Now, when he saw him, he was even more impressed in his imagination and suddenly felt like an old friend.

It turned out that Mr. Nongying had developed the new type of artillery. The Northwest War had ended. He thought that it was useless for the time being, so he did not send it. He knew that Jun Yu was granted the position of Grand Marshal, and he probably would be suspected sooner or later. After the end of the Northwest War, Zhao Manqing was immediately arranged before she went to Beijing to report her job. May Feiyan and others entered Beijing as her fiancée. However, although Jun Yu had been on leave for a year, he had not returned to Fenghuang Village for a long time and had lost contact with everyone.

After Dongfang Jiong received the news that "Bokedo" was deposed, everyone did not know who "Bokedo" was, and they didn't care if they had nothing to do with him. However, Young Master Nongying knew that Tuosang and Jun Yu had a great relationship. Now, Jun Yu had no news, and the matter could not be made public, so he only brought a dozen people along the way to inquire about the news, wanting to save Tuosang first and then find Jun Yu's news.

Unexpectedly, after nearly three months of investigation, I had no gains. It was not until I entered the Sichuan-Shaanxi border that I secretly found some news. I followed along the way and happened to meet the end of this big fight.

Takusan remembered that Mr. Nongying had been traveling for a stranger he had never known for three months, and couldn't help but feel grateful. After a while, he said: "Sir, do you have news about Jun Yu?"

Young Master Nongying shook his head. Although he didn't know the exact reason for Tuosang's deposed identity, his guess was more related to Jun Yu. Because over the years, Jun Yu had never told him such a "friend" in such a tone and expression. Now seeing Tuosang ask about Jun Yu's situation so worriedly, especially the unconcealed sadness and affection in his eyes, it further confirmed his guess.

Mr. Nongying said: "I don't have any news about her, but I think she won't be in any danger. You don't have to worry too much about her."

Tuosang suddenly stood up and bowed deeply to Young Master Nongying. He had a special identity and had never given such a gift to anyone in his life: "Junyu's ideal is to start a college and live a peaceful life. In the future, only the teacher can help her take care of her. When the teacher sees her, please do not tell her about my situation. Tuosang thanked her here."

Seeing that he gave such a great gift, Young Master Nongying understood how important Junyu occupied in his heart. He was shocked and shook his head: "I understand your mood. However, it is impossible to hide this from Junyu forever. She did not return to Phoenix Village. I can be sure that she was walking on the way to find you. Maybe you will see her soon..."

Takusan raised his head and looked through the jungle with dense leaves. At this moment, although he felt unwilling to let her get involved in the same danger as himself, at the end of his eyes, he was so strongly eager to see the last time he had longed for the last time that he had longed for the last time.

Young Master Nongying looked at Tuosan's face, then reached out and touched his pulse, and was very surprised: "You have been infected with illness for a long time, so you should treat it quickly..."

Tuosan shook his head. Once, when he passed through a miasma land, dozens of believers died without fighting. He was also vaguely infected with miasma energy, but he kept suppressing it with his profound internal strength and not immediately erupting. Over time, the miasma energy had penetrated into the bone marrow and had no room for rescue.

Mr. Nongying took out a green medicine bottle with him, poured out a pill and handed it to him: "Although it's useless, you should take it."

Tuosan himself was also familiar with medical principles and knew that it was useless. However, seeing the concern in Mr. Nongying's eyes, he was inconvenient to refuse, so he took it.

At this time, Xia Ao and Master Danba had already come over. He looked at Master Nongying and then looked at Lu Ling and others: "Thank you, Mr. and everyone for your help. We are going to go on the road, so let's go."

Lu Ling immediately said: "We will give you another trip!"

"No. Please come back."

Seeing that his attitude was firm and inconvenient, Young Master Nongying said, "Since that's the case, take care of each other."

Tuosan took a few steps and a subtle voice sounded in his ears: "Tuosan, you have to hold on, Jun Yu must be looking for you, you must wait for her!"

That was the skill of "transmitting the voice into secrets" by Mr. Nongying, and only he could hear it.

He stopped, turned around, Young Master Nongying looked at him with a smile, nodded, and then turned around and left.

Iron Horse Temple.

One of the three famous temples on this holy land, fires surged into the sky, and bloody rains.

Since the third update last night, Tiema Temple has been surrounded by tens of thousands of troops. By 10:00 this evening, Zanghan Chilahan taught Tieho to break through the gate of the temple. A burning fire completely integrated the flying eaves and pavilions of Tiema Temple and the golden statues of the Buddhist temple into the surging sea of ​​fire, reflecting half of the sky on the banks of Qinghai Lake dozens of miles away.

In the square inside and outside the Tiema Temple, the corpses of the Khan Khan Khan army were stacked with the corpses of the unyielding and dead sects, and they were placed in a row, and broken arms and limbs were everywhere. Hundreds of the church members who came from far and near gathered together with the more than 1,000 monks from Tiema Temple, and after a whole day of fierce fighting, only more than 300 people were left. The Red Jin army still had more than 2,000 people. At this moment, the team of more than 2,000 people regrouped into a formation to attack the hall on the last floor.

Under the huge scented sandalwood tree next to the hall, a famous sacred monk from the Holy Palace was born, and it was also a holy object in the minds of all believers and the people. Now, this scented sandalwood tree has been cut down for seventeen or eighteen axes, and each axe penetrates the annual rings of the big tree.

This was not only the action of the Lakhan Cult to get rid of Bokdo, but also to destroy the Iron Horse Temple first and put the Holy Palace in an isolated and unrestrained situation, clearing the obstacles for the future seizure of power. For this reason, the Lakhan Cult also secretly borrowed three thousand elite soldiers from the Red Jin tribe and put them into the Red Cult and joined the battle.

This land is too familiar. During the period of the Northwest Army, Jun Yu's footprints almost covered the terrain of Qinghai. Not far ahead is Xining Prefecture, where there are garrisons of Lin Baoshan, Zhang Yuan, Zhou Yida and others. However, she would never want to pass there, so she took a detour.

At this moment, she pulled the horse from afar and looked red, and the sky above the Qinghai Lake was reflected in flames. It was the direction of the Iron Horse Temple thirty miles away. Without thinking, she patted Xiaoshuai's head, and Xiaoshuai spread her four hooves and ran desperately.

The burned eaves, bricks, and rotten wood wrapped in the siege, and the fire fell down one by one. The flames made Xiao Shuai dare not break forward. Jun Yu jumped off the horse and ran in, bypassing the crowd of people who were besieging one after another, and headed straight to the hall under the fragrant sandalwood tree.

More than a dozen sharp blades attacked Jun Yu. During the melee, Jun Yu suddenly felt the pressure lighter. Several of the besiegers fell to the ground. On the other side, more than a dozen strong-fitting iron cavalry came like autumn wind sweeping the fallen leaves. The leader was Mr. Nongying with Eguan Bo belt.

The dozen elite soldiers and generals of Phoenix Village were sweating profusely and their weapons were stained with blood. Many of them were injured, either light or severely. Even Young Master Nongying was already in disheveled clothes and had a crooked crown. It was obvious that it had been a long time of battle.

"gentlemen……"

Jun Yu was overjoyed, and hundreds of troops of Zang Khan surrounded her like locusts. Young Master Nongying didn't even have time to answer her and was already surrounded.

"Jun Yu, hurry into the hall, Tuosang is inside... Go quickly..."

Jun Yu heard the anxiety in his voice, and without hesitation, he flew out of the encirclement and headed straight for the hall.

The thousand-year-old tree has been cut down and crushed a corner of the side hall; and the hall in the middle is even more full of fire, full of corpses. Looking around, there are hard-working church members everywhere, but there is no shadow of Tuosang. Jun Yu waved his long sword and entered the formation. Suddenly, the tall body of the abbot of the Iron Horse Temple rushed out of the hall. At this time, a pillar was burned and collapsed, and it was about to hit his vest.

Jun Yu was far away. At this moment, he ran over and could not save him. Suddenly, his eyes flashed. The abbot had been pushed away. The fallen pillar of fire hit another person heavily, but immediately bounced away. The man spitted out a mouthful of blood, trying to stagger, but he stood firm, and his body fell straight down.

"TaoSang..."

The sound was completely cast by passion, causing the burning flames in the hall to dim.

Tuosan fell in the arms of the man who had been thinking about it, and his eyes suddenly lit up. For the past few months, he has been in exile every day, fighting and fighting every day, and his upper body is even more infected with malaria and ill. Now, he is just holding on with his last breath. This is not only the reason for his deposed, but also a contest between the Lakhan Sect and the Holy Palace from dark to light, so he cannot escape or stay away. Therefore, he can only die with the church members before he can stop.

Suddenly seeing Jun Yu, the last breath he had finally relaxed, and his mood slowly calmed down: "Jun Yu, you are still here..."

"I'm here. From now on, no matter how far I go to heaven and earth, I will never leave you."

"Silly kid!" Takusan touched her hair and laughed.

Next to it, a big knife slashed at Takusang again.
Chapter completed!