The blood flowed into a river, and Chang Yunfei's blood flowed. Before his blood could dry, the man in black and the man holding the white sprig had disappeared.
The man who played the piano cleaned up the xylophone and left.
The light rain outside the pavilion was still there, but the autumn wind blew a little harder. The rain also washed the ground outside the pavilion with the wind and hit Chang Yunfei's body. The blood wafted along the small stream of the rain-forming stream, buried the pavilion and buried the corpses on the ground.
Just when the rain was getting heavier, several figures flashed here. These people were Wuya Gui, Chi Moqiu, Feng Huayang, and Chang Yunfei's corpse was already split when the three of them arrived.
The three of them were shocked when they saw it. They were surprised and picked up Chang Yunfei's body and carried it into the pavilion. Chi Moqiu looked at Chang Yunfei's mouth twitching, and he planned to follow Chang Yunfei's plan.
After leaving the Flame Mountain, Chi Moqiu prepared to return to his own world, but unfortunately he met Chang Yunfei. Chang Yunfei was with Wuya Gui and Feng Huayang, and they met and got together.
When they met, they asked at the same time: "Why are you here?"
But everyone had already answered, and at the same time pulled out a bright red satin from his hands, with big black words written on it: Murong Qing is in the Flame Mountain!
Chi Moqiu said as soon as he saw it, "You have received it too?"
Yes, everyone received it together. The reason why Duanqing and Yuanqing did not arrive is that they did not receive it? Everyone asked themselves, but they didn't know the answer.
Then Chang Yunfei said, "But you didn't find two other huge auras outside the Flame Mountain?"
Everyone was silent after hearing this. Silence means that they naturally felt it. Then Chi Mo begs: "So you plan to go and have a look?"
"Good! Go and have a look!" everyone replied.
Then they divided into four groups and ran towards the Yuting Pavilion outside the Flame Mountain.
But when Chi Moqiu, Feng Huayang and Wuya Gui arrived, Chang Yunfei was already dead. Looking at the terrible corpse, the three of them didn't say anything. Now they were afraid of the most except for a sense of hatred. They were all geniuses who were rare in a century. They had experienced countless battlefields and they had never been afraid.
But today they all felt scared. An unknown force was rushing towards them, and they immediately had to surrender. They could not imagine the degree of power that they could not imagine. People often feel confused and fearful when facing an unknown powerful enemy.
Chi Moqiu looked at Chang Yunfei's body and finally spoke: "Clean and clean, kill with one knife!"
Wuya asked in surprise: "Is this a knife?"
He didn't understand that Chang Yunfei in front of him was killed by three blows, so why did he kill him with one blow?
Feng Huayang said: "Only one knife, only by using three knifes at the same time, can such neat wounds be caused. The three swords have already come out, and Chang Yunfei has no room for fighting back. I want to kill him to kill us!"
Wuya Ghost said in surprise: "But now the only one who can kill Chang Yunfei with one knife is probably Murong Qing. If someone can kill him in one move, I think this person..."
Wuya Gui didn't finish speaking because he was afraid that his words would become facts.
But Chi Moqiu was not afraid, and he followed, "This person can only be a person from the three major worlds!"
Feng Huayang nodded and said, "Only people from the three major worlds can do it, but the three major worlds have only appeared twice so far. Could it be that this time it only appears for the purpose of killing people?"
Chi Moqiu said again: "But why did Chang Yunfei die?"
Feng Huayang said: "This is very simple, because he knows what he shouldn't know!"
Wuya asked: "What should be the matter?"
Feng Huayang continued: "He should have seen the true face of the person who killed him!"
Wuyagui nodded and said, "This is indeed a good reason to kill people!"
Chi Moqiu said, "But why can't he let him see his true face? Could it be that people from the three major worlds cannot be seen?"
Feng Huayang's eyes suddenly lit up: "Because we have seen this person, and Chang Yunfei has also seen it!"
Wuyagui's expression began to numb. His empty eyes were staring at the flowing blood flow, and then he said, "So he must die!"
Chi Moqiu asked again: "If this person is not a person from the three major worlds but a person we know, who will this person be? Who can kill Chang Yunfei in one move with such ability?"
Feng Huayang said: "I don't know, I'm afraid no one knows it now, but I believe there will always be someone who can clear the clouds and fog to let us see the sunshine!"
Gradually the light rain stopped, and the sun finally showed up. The west wind was gone, but the palace maid in the Flame Mountain stayed outside the Huoyun Cave. She couldn't walk over and could not save Shao Jian, so she could only sit, wait, and look forward to it. The only thing she could do now was this. Wei Zhuang and Yang looked at this woman from afar, and couldn't help but admire her.
Now Shao Jian has woken up, and after waking up, he found that he had a lot of strength on his body. He could turn it around and his sternum was retracted into his body. He was shocked. It turned out that the turtle's blood could do this level.
But even if the bones are connected, he still cannot move because all the joints are stiff and the blood is lost too much, which makes the true qi in his body unable to be raised at all, so he can only move now.
He never thought that he could survive, and he also knew that he was relying on Murong Qing to survive.
He looked back and Murong Qing was already asleep, sitting in the corner of the stone slab with skillful snoring.
Shao Jian knew that there was another person behind Murong Qing. He could smell the fragrance of osmanthus flowers. This was a proof that Murong Qing killed people because of this. At that time, Shao Jian still didn't understand why Murong Qing wanted to save him? Could he still have consciousness? Shao Jian really wanted to see Murong Qing's appearance, and he hoped that he could find the reason for Murong Qing to do this.
But when Shao Jian had just climbed over an inch, Murong Qing had already woken up. He was too easy to wake up. He was like a wild beast, and a little movement could awaken him. After Murong Qing woke up, he looked at Shao Jian, and then Murong Qing took a step forward and raised Shao Jian, then raised it above his head. With a crack, he turned Shao Jian over. Shao Jian suddenly felt a stinging pain spread throughout his body.
Then Murong Qing threw Shao Jian to the ground again. Shao Jian felt that all his joints were separated. And he couldn't even climb anymore. He looked at Murong Qing, but Murong Qing jumped down and jumped into the hot water.
After a long time, he jumped up again and stuffed more turtles into Shaojian's mouth. Shaojian's taste became more sensitive at this time. As soon as the turtle's blood was poured into his throat, he almost vomited it out, but he knew that he could not vomit. Although he didn't know why Murong Qing did this, he still drank it, one sip after another, and each sip was extremely difficult to drink, and Shaojian began to fear this smell.
After drinking, Murong Qing suddenly raised him up and then fell back. Hearing a crackling sound, Shao Jian could only endure this pain. Murong Qing threw Shao Jian down again. Shao Jian crawled on the ground for a while, and then he realized that his joints had closed and he could walk around now.
Apart from internal injuries, he has no other injuries now.
Shao Jian didn't understand even more. He looked at Murong Qing's eyes. There seemed to be no Shao Jian's figure in the hollow dark sockets, but Shao Jian still saw a strange light in his empty eyes. Shao Jian thought it was sad.
But why was Murong Qing sad? Did he know that he was being used? Did he also know that his child had been buried in the loess? Shao Jian couldn't figure it out. In addition to his gratitude to Murong Qing, he also had a lot of sympathy.
But Murong Qing didn't seem to want anyone's sympathy. He looked at Shao Jian and stood up and retreated back to the corner.
Shao Jian could only stare blankly, but Murong Qing had already fallen into a deep sleep again. Why did he sleep so fast and why did he sleep so deeply? Isn't he afraid of Shao Jian's sneak attack? Is he a little wary of Shao Jian?
In late autumn, there is wind, and he can no longer feel the alternation between night and day. He can now prey on his own, and he can also use his energy to heal his wounds and sublimate his skills in the dark.
He waved his sword desperately and refine his inner elixir. When he entered his inner elixir again, he realized that since he refined the fifth inner elixir last time, the sixth inner elixir was ready to move. After eating the bearded turtle in the past few days, he found that the inner elixir had dark red light. He knew that in a while, he would definitely be able to break through.
After a month, Shao Jian's injury has completely recovered, and all this depends on Murong Qing, so he has more and more favorable feelings for Murong Qing and is also increasingly eager for the outside world.
He hoped to go out sooner, he wanted to see people outside earlier, and every time he pretended to be indifferent and tried to put the people around him out of danger, but today he no longer thought so.
He misses the dead deeply, while he misses the living very much. The help Murong Qing has given him these days has made him feel the meaning of his friends. Friends are definitely not trying every means to relieve them when they are in danger. Friends face them together when they are in trouble, and no one will regret it even if they die.
Shao Jian regretted it very much at this moment. If he had told them everything that day, they would not have died.
Shao Jian began to rush around the Huoyun Cave just to find the exit. He knew that the outside had been blocked by Feng Huayang and the others, but every move had flaws, so he believed that Huoyun Cave must have another missing exit.
Murong Qing's cry was getting louder and louder, but Shao Jian's heart became calmer and calmer.
A month is not long, but it is never short. When the autumn is strongest, the air is as cold as the heart of a dead person. It does not jump, but can only make people feel inactive.
The palace maid has been here for a month. She has been staring at the Fire Cloud Cave where the flames are still surging in late autumn. Weizhuang and Yang are still standing there. The three of them are like birds looking at the hometown in autumn. In the cold and desolate air, the three of them are just looking at the Fire Cloud Cave where there is no movement.