"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Duan Yifei roared to the sky, and his long ice-blue hair danced behind him like a crazy demon. He patted Master Zhiwen's heart with both hands, and frantically rushing into the true energy, but was blocked by the ice and could only scatter in the wind and snow.
Master Zhiwen absorbed all the extreme cold power in Duan Yifei and Ling Feixian's body into his body, and while in exchange for their lives, he ruined his last trace of life.
Ling Feixian's beautiful eyes were filled with pear blossoms, and tears slowly flowed down her pretty cheeks, and the moment they dripped, they would condense into crystal ice flowers. They were light blue ice flowers, but there was a faint golden look in them.
Pure yang spirit!
Before the artistic conception, the Xuanbing Saint Maiden practices cold energy. After entering the artistic conception, it will condense the extreme cold power in its body. However, the so-called lonely yin does not grow but does not produce yang. To further the further, a little heat must be nurtured at the core of the extreme cold power. Now Master Zhiwen has condensed the pure yang energy extracted from the Xuanyang sword rhyme into the hearts of the two of them. In addition, their bodies have experienced the baptism of the vast power between heaven and earth. Their cultivation naturally takes great steps forward and has reached the threshold of the peak of the artistic conception!
But the improvement in cultivation obtained by Master Zhiwen's life made Ling Feixian not happy. Her pair of tender horns held Master Zhiwen's cold palms tightly, feeling the extremely cold power that was solid enough to solidify, and completely cried herself into tears.
"Shaohuang Duan, who told you to die, who allowed you to die! Wake me up!!!"
Duan Yifei roared heart-wrenchingly, and the internal strength of the palm squirting in the long roar increased a little, but Master Zhiwen was still as unresponsive as a stubborn stone. The unclosed eyes seemed to be looking at Duan Yifei who was holding him through the crystal frost. There was nothing else in his eyes except kindness and peace.
Faced with Duan Yifei's madness, Chu Linxu and Ziqi just silently guarded the side. Although they didn't know what was going on, they knew that it would be much better to let Duan Yifei vent all of them at this time than to keep them in their hearts.
When Ziqi's mother died of illness, it was exactly the same as Duan Yifei at this time.
The Great Wei army and the Luo Su army behind them did not come forward to disturb them. Everything they said seemed too pale at this moment. Mu Yuntian stopped Mu Zheng who wanted to go up, and Nangong Ye also shook his head at Nangong Fu.
I don’t know if it was because Master Zhiwen absorbed all the extreme cold power in the long wind and snow dragon, and the wind and snow that had been falling for a full half month finally stopped.
Duan Yifei insisted on walking back to the city with Master Zhiwen who had frozen into ice. Chu Linxu and Ziqi were with him. Bai Fuqi pulled Ling Feixian, and with Wanyan Jing's kind words of comfort, Ling Feixian only informed everyone of the battlefield little by little.
The God of Fallen in Chu Linxu's hand tightened. He suddenly turned around and stared at the north. In the distance where he looked, a black flag was waving in the wind. The God of Fallen suddenly came out of the sheath in a long roar, and the sound of Chu Linxu was inserted into this extremely solid land that had been frozen by the extreme cold power.
"I, Chu Linxu, swore that in my lifetime, I would drive the captives out of Yunzhou.
I will never dare to offend me again in the Central Plains!"
"Count me."
Ziqi and Chu Linxu looked north side by side, and there were crystal clear light in his eyes. After his mother passed away, Ziqi had been so sad for a long time.
"It's also included my Bai Fujiu."
"Ziqi, no matter what, I will accompany you!"
Bai Fuqi and Wanyan Jing walked on the left and right of Ling Feixian respectively. At this moment, they suddenly turned around and inserted the long sword on their waists and the short sword in their sleeves to the ground together with Chu Linxu's fallen god.
Ling Feixian stopped, and he looked at Duan Yifei who was stopped in place, hugged Master Zhiwen who had not spoken for a long time, and bit his lips and murmured: "Senior Brother, wherever you go, Feixian will go."
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Duan Yifei rejected Wei Jin's intention to bury Master Zhiwen, and insisted on returning to the East Courtyard directly.
Wei Jin and Zheng Pingyi did not force it. After all, there were too many things in the city that they needed to deal with. After sending a few people to the East Courtyard, Wei Jin and Zheng Pingyi said goodbye first. Looking at the devastated and even half of the East Courtyard was smashed by a catapult, everyone was filled with emotion for a moment.
"Master? Is my master back?"
A childish voice with a little childish voice came from outside the door. It seemed that he had just heard the news and rushed back to the East Courtyard from afar. But when he saw his master lying on the bed, he did not pounce on him and cried as everyone imagined.
Tears came out of Juexin's eyes, but they were wiped away by him with his cuffs. Juexin walked solemnly to Master Zhiwen, bowed respectfully and kowtowed three times. He said nothing, but the tears in his eyes could not stop flowing down at this moment.
Silent, but even more than thousands of words.
"Senior brother, let's bury Master Zhiwen for a happy life first."
Duan Yifei has not moved his eyes away from Master Zhiwen since he woke up. He listened to Ling Feixian's advice, but unexpectedly shook his head.
"I want to take him away." Duan Yifei stood up, his eyes full of determination: "I want to take him away and take him to see my mother!"
As soon as these words were said, they immediately made the surroundings silent. Chu Linxu and Ziqi thought of something even more, and an unbelievable light suddenly flashed in their eyes.
Bai Fuqi covered Ying in surprise~lip: "Senior Brother Duan, you..."
Duan Yifei still stared at Master Zhiwen on the bed without changing his eyes, and said to himself: "He is Duan Shaohuang of Yijian, and he may also be my biological father."
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In the next few days, the entire Langfu was busy. With the help of the Dawei Army, the Great Wei Army urgently repaired the city gates on all sides. Under the guidance of the Great Wei Army, the people began to rebuild their destroyed homes.
After a great battle, the Langfu Wei army, which originally had 120,000 people, was only 90,000, of which nearly 10,000 were disabled, and the losses reached one quarter. But it was a bit exciting.
What was sought was that the corpses left by the captives under the Langfu walls were nearly 70,000! It was estimated that the retreating defeated soldiers were more disabled. Overall, it seemed that both sides were injured in this battle, and there were no winners. Even Zheng Pingyi and Wei Jin were a little scared. If the Luo Su army led by Nangong Ye arrived in Langfu by half an hour later, Langfu would have turned into ruins.
On the next day, the enemy army began to force Langfu again. Although there were no such powerful siege as a catapult, it still had an absolute advantage in number. In addition, the outer gate of the east gate had not been completely repaired, Zheng Pingyi also raised his heart to his throat.
Just as the two sides were about to confront each other again, the good news came from the rear of Langfu. General Ganwu and the rebels in Yiyang City had already broken through Yelu Hefeng's defense line and completely opened up the food route between Langfu and Fengxin. The first batch of food and grass in the rear had been delivered to Langfu, and the soldiers no longer had to fight the captives in hunger!
The Beiming Family Army, the rebel army of Fengyu Pavilion and the temporary recruitment of more than 30,000 militias, Qiu Wei of Yiyang City, have arrived in Langfu from the rear! In addition to the 20,000 elite cavalry of the Luo Su Army who supported it, Langfu is even much stronger than in the previous war!
The news also reached the camp of the lords. Wu Lu looked around the generals in the tent, including the wolf king and the tiger king, and knocked over the sand table in front of him with one punch. He knew that he had lost the best opportunity to capture Langfu, so he could only grit his teeth and say: "The army retreated fifty miles and rested and waited for assistance!"
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It is somewhat out of place with the joyful scene in Langfu City. At this moment, the East Courtyard not only does not have much joyful atmosphere, but is a little low.
Duan Yifei has never left Master Sheng Fang Zhiwen's room since he came back. To be precise, he has not even moved his eyes away from Master Zhiwen.
Behind him, Chu Linxu, Ziqi, Bai Fuqi, Wanyan Jing, Juexin and Xiao Cui whom he was inhabited not long ago were all there. Although they occasionally talked about the battle outside the city and smiled because of the retreat of the captains, they all deliberately avoided Duan Yifei. Duan Yifei was like a statue, squatting in front of Master Zhiwen's bed without food or drink, with no sorrow or joy in his eyes.
"Everyone! I, Shang Zhengyu, are back!"
A refreshing laugh broke the silence of the East Courtyard. Shang Zhengyu pushed open the door with both hands, and the two wooden doors tied into the wall behind and almost broke out.
"I knew you were fine!" Ziqi's eyes flashed with a light. Although his tone was still plain, being able to say so many words at once showed his excitement.
Chu Linxu rushed directly to Shang Zhengyu and hugged him, slapped him on the back, as if he wanted to make sure that he was a real person rather than an illusory ghost.
Not only Shang Zhengyu, but also Qin Feng and Li Yanxue came, and there were also some old brothers Liu An and others behind him. Their arrival immediately made the East Courtyard full of joy. Even Ling Feixian had a rare smile on his face.
Chapter completed!