Chapter 1413 Fire disappears

The fire was so fierce that it burned into the sky, and the entire mountain stream seemed to be swallowed up by the fire. It was so hot and swaying that it was impossible to see any scenery in front of it.

Li Hao rode towards the fire, but was shocked by the inexplicable sea of ​​​​fire and lost his mind.

But, I always feel like something is wrong.

"General, what should we do now?" The deputy general came to his side and looked at the sea of ​​flames in the sky, but he couldn't think of a way at all.

It was impossible for the soldiers to rush over such a huge fire. They were afraid they would be buried in the sea of ​​​​fire before they could rush out.

There is no river nearby in the mountain stream. If you want to get some water to put out the fire, you have to walk a long way. In addition, there are not many tools that can carry water. After going back and forth, you still don’t know what you are going to do.

when.

If we wait for the fire to go out on its own, considering the sea of ​​​​fire in front of us, we don't know how long we will have to wait.

The fire was so violent that it showed no signs of being extinguished.

It's just that this fire in a deserted land is so strange.

On the other side of the fire, Nangong Mingye was still sitting quietly on the high slope.

The last bit of medicinal powder was carefully sprinkled on his shoulder blades, which were bleeding continuously. His thin lips with perfect lines were slightly pursed, and the heartbreaking pain kept breaking into his heart from the wound.

Long Ji wanted to tear off the strip of cloth at the corner of his clothes and bandage him, but Nangong Mingye waved his hand and rejected him.

"Master, this blood..." Long Ji stared at the scarlet color that was constantly overflowing, and his heart throbbed: "Master's silver needle..."

"It's done." The big acupuncture point has been sealed, and the silver needle has been used in the fierce fight at dusk. Now, I can only get through it on my own.

Big beads of sweat slid down his forehead and face, and even his long hair flying in the wind was stained with sweat and became soaked.

His face was still the same as before, indifferent and cold, without any special expression. However, his face looked extremely pale under the faint moonlight, and even his two thin lips had no color at all.

"Master, they have walked a long way, let's go too." Long Ji stared at his sweat-soaked handsome face, feeling pain in his heart.

Although he has not been with his master for a long time, when has he ever seen him in such a mess? Now he is helpless.

Nangong Mingye still didn't speak, just quietly staring at the movements of the army behind the fire.

If he could leave, he would have left long ago, why wait until now?

There is a lovely wife waiting for him at home, and there will be their smart and lovely children in the future. If he could choose, he would never give himself a half-cent advantage.

Every injury will be the biggest pain in Li'er's heart. He doesn't want to, but he has no choice.

The fire was still burning fiercely. Looking at the flames soaring into the sky, Li Hao always felt very strange in his heart, but he couldn't figure out what was wrong.

He rode forward again, slowly approaching the fire.

Fortunately, the horse was not frightened by the fire, and still walked steadily towards the fire step by step without any fear at all.

Although he was upset, Li Hao still couldn't help but smile brightly, lowered his head and stroked the horse's mane, and said happily: "It's not in vain that I have allowed you to follow me for many years. It is indeed a good horse."

He was afraid and patted the horse's head again, and was about to sit up straight to observe the blazing fire, but unexpectedly he caught a glimpse of the horse's bright eyes, which were clear and reflected the faint moonlight above, but there was nothing in them.

A shadow of fire!

Li Hao was shocked and leaned forward to observe the horse's eyes again.

The horse's eyes were twinkling, and the stars and the moon were still reflected in his eyes, but other than that, there was nothing!

His eyebrows suddenly widened and he looked up at the pile of fireworks in front of him. Although the fire was rising all the way and burning like crazy, such a large sea of ​​​​fire could not illuminate everything nearby, and the surrounding area of ​​the fire was still pitch black.

The fire is burning, but there is no light at all!

His heart tightened, and he suddenly spurred his horse forward: "General, I will entrust my life to you this time. Good horse. If you feel danger, stop. If you don't feel danger, rush for me."

Go in."

The horse neighed, stretched out its limbs and rushed forward with all its strength.

On the high slope behind the raging fire, Nangong Mingye stood up suddenly. Looking at the people and horses rushing towards the fire, his pupils shrank, his big palms clenched, and suddenly he picked up Long Ji beside him with one hand and threw it down the hillside.

Go: "Go quickly, follow the group in front, don't look back!"

The low, magnetic and intoxicating voice accompanies the breeze all the way, which is especially heartbreaking under the quiet night sky.

After Long Ji was thrown out by him, he didn't know how far he fell. When he fell, he rolled twice on the ground with all his strength. He didn't feel any trace of bruises on his body until he stopped.

He climbed up on the ground and looked back. The sea of ​​flames soaring into the sky suddenly disappeared from his sight, and no trace could be found again.

He felt nervous, as expected, the transformed fire could no longer stop the enemy.

He was now dozens of feet away from his master's high slope. With his master blocking him, he still had a chance to leave.

But the master is already so injured, how long can he stop him alone?

Seeing the figure that almost blended into the night fall back into the mountain stream, and hearing the sound of horse hooves approaching, Long Ji felt the pain in Long Ji's heart overwhelm him for a while. He wanted to go back, but he knew that even if he went back, he wouldn't be able to help anymore.

On anything busy.

He suddenly gritted his teeth, let go of his legs and hurried forward.

We can't leave Master there alone. He can't help, so he can only go back and look for fire.

He can't control that much, he only wants his master to be alive, and he will worry about other things after he saves his master.

But his legs were short, and he had only learned Qinggong for half a month. He didn't have time to learn anything at all. He ran all the way, and before he had run very far, he heard several loud noises coming from the mountain stream behind him.

He knew that the master had started a fierce battle with the enemy troops again.

Although the master's martial arts skills are profound and he can block the enemy's steps by smashing boulders with his palms, no matter how profound his skills are, there will be a time when his internal strength is exhausted. With the master's current physical strength, he can no longer hold on for long.

Without any time to think, he took steps and rushed forward with all his strength.

Time passed bit by bit, and his physical strength was exhausted bit by bit, whether it was the master or himself.

After running for another distance, Long Ji was so tired that he only had the strength to kick his legs to breathe.

Suddenly, he accidentally tripped over something and fell heavily.

This fall made him feel as if his bones were falling apart. Huge pain began to spread throughout his body. The pain caused him to twitch all over and almost fainted.

But he still got up from the ground with difficulty and stepped forward with difficulty. The corners of his eyes were sour and astringent, but he must not let the shameful tears fall.

The master is still waiting for him to come to the rescue, and he cannot fall down at this time.
Chapter completed!