What Murong Lan saw was the bald man who was strangled to death by Liu Yu with a bowstring. This man was not a Ding Ling man, but a disciple of Tianshi Tao with strong martial arts. He was from the north and was good at riding and shooting.
He committed murder and fled to the south. He was regarded as his right-hand man by Xu Daofu. This time he set up a trap and teamed up with Liu Tingyun to make Liu Yu fall into the trap. However, he did not expect that the play was too realistic and even the man himself lost his life.
, it’s no wonder that when the three masters of heaven were discussing together just now, they were very sad.
Murong Lan's eyes were streaming down her face. This heroine, who had always been strong and brave, finally couldn't bear the grief in her heart and burst into tears. She knelt in front of the scorched corpse and patted the ashes from it.
, while shouting: "Liu Yu, Liu Yu, wake up, wake up!"
Suddenly, the corner of Murong Lan's eye fell on the corpse's head. It was as bare as a cow mountain. She touched it with her tentacles and found that there was not even a hair root. It was obviously not that the hair had been burned just now, but that it was actually a corpse.
With her bald head, Murong Lan suddenly turned from sadness to joy. She wiped the tears from her eyes, then picked up the head and took a closer look. She saw that the top of the charred head was full of pits and several long knife marks, which were obviously left in the past.
Liu Yu was a highly skilled martial artist. Although he fought bravely, he had never suffered so many stab wounds on his head. Obviously, this person was not Liu Yu.
Murong Lan breathed a long sigh of relief and put down the body. She felt clear in her heart that Liu Yu's horse fell dead here, and there was also a dead horse next to the body of this man. He was obviously killed in a fight with Liu Yu.
But what happened to the fire here? The fire was so intense that it was obviously ignited by the black demonic water. In this uninhabited place, the black demonic water must be used to deal with Liu Yu, and he even lost his bald head for it.
The big man and the four Ding Ling guards who seemed to be highly skilled in martial arts. Liu Yu, where are you now?
Murong Lan's heart suddenly became extremely anxious. She held a porcelain bottle tightly in her hand, which was given to her by Murong Chui when he talked to her today. She still remembered that Murong Chui said to her seriously at that time:
"Alan, please keep this thing away. This is called Snow Mountain Jade Dew. It can restrain the eternal fire ignited by the black demon water. Anyone who is hit by the black demon water can apply this jade dew on his body as long as he still has breath.
It can also transform bones into muscles and resurrect life. This dew is extremely precious. Since my ancestor of Dayan discovered the black demonic water, he has only been able to refine three bottles. This bottle is given to you. Do not use it unless absolutely necessary.
"
Murong Lan gritted his teeth and murmured: "It turns out that ambushing Liu Yu here was the plan of you and Qinglong. Since you have long wanted to kill Liu Yu, why do you want me to rescue you? Are you?
I want to use this disaster to test whether Liu Yu is really like what I told you, the king will never die?"
Thinking of this, Murong Lan straightened up, looked around, turned on his horse, put his hands to his lips, like a microphone, and said loudly: "Liu Yu, Liu Yu, where are you?"
The fog is vast, the heavy rain has gradually stopped, and most of the fires have been extinguished. The Zhangshui River is flowing quietly, and the sound of rushing water is endless. In the mist, a horse is riding slowly on the river bank, beside Murong Lan.
While walking, she looked at the river and would not let go of even a piece of wood. She was already four or five miles away from the scene of the incident, but she found no trace of Liu Yu along the way.
Murong Lan looked up to the sky and sighed: "Ancestor, please protect Alan. No matter Liu Yu is dead or alive, please let him appear in front of me. I am willing to use my ten years of life to fulfill this promise."
"Rumble, rumble, rumble", a thunderbolt streaked across the sky and hit the water surface. With a "peng" sound, a big hole exploded in the river. The water column rose into the sky and sprinkled in all directions, killing Murong Lan and her mount.
, he was soaked all over his body, and as a burst of sludge and sediment rose from the bottom of the river, a charred body emerged from the water, head down, floating on the surface of the river.
Murong Lanfeng's eyes widened. He untied the long rope around his waist, drew a circle above his head, and threw it violently. This skill of catching prey with a lasso is a must-have for almost every child of the prairie. On the battlefield,
The above is also the best skill for breaking shields and capturing enemies, but Murong Lan never dreamed that one day, she would actually use this skill to save Liu Yu.
The long rope entered the river and was wrapped twice around the waist of the body, tightly tangled into a knot. Murong Lanjiao screamed and pulled hard, and the body weighing more than 200 kilograms with armor fell out of the river.
Flying up, more than ten pieces of broken armor, like charcoal, completely black, shattered and fell down at the moment when the body came out of the water. It can be seen how terrifying the burning power of this black demonic water is, even if it is fine steel armor.
, it was difficult to withstand the scorching heat and turned into charcoal.
And this body also fell heavily on the river bank. Murong Lan turned over and dismounted, ran forward in a few sprints, and turned over the body. She saw that on this iron tower-like body, the head and face had solidified.
There was a thick powder like black charcoal, making it difficult to see the appearance, and the mouth, nose, and eyes were blocked by this layer of black powder. The whole body was almost burnt, and there was almost no intact skin on the whole body.
Part of it has been fused with the skin on the body and is difficult to peel off, while the fine steel nail plate that has not yet fallen off is tightly attached to the body. The flesh, flesh and yellow fat have become the adhesive between the nail plate and the body.
In normal times, even ten lives would have been lost long ago. And with such a brutal death method, I am afraid that even when I am reincarnated in my next life, I will never forget the pain.
Murong Lan gritted her teeth. She wanted to use her hands to peel away the black dust on the face of the body to see clearly whether this person was Liu Yu. At least, she wanted to expose his mouth and nose so that he could breathe.
Otherwise, even if you are spared the pain of being burned by the fire, you will still be suffocated to death.
These black paste-like powders are the fire ignited by the black demonic water, which combines various dusts and ashes from the violent burning on the ground, through the violent breathing of the person burning in the fire, the saliva in the mouth and the stains on the face.
The thing that was mixed with sweat and solidified, after experiencing the blazing fire and the cold Zhangshui, was almost frozen on the face. Murong Lan's long nails scratched and tore several times, and the two jade armors burst out, but there was no
Pull off a little bit of this black powder paste.
Murong Lan gritted her teeth and instinctively wanted to draw the knife from her waist, but suddenly she had an idea and took out the bottle given by Murong Chui from her arms, opened the cork, poured out a little powder, and sprinkled it on the body.
On the face of the body, bursts of foam suddenly appeared on the face of the powder, just like ice melting and snow melting, and Liu Yu's sharp-edged and heroic face was completely displayed under the moonlight, but the mouth
The nose is closed tightly and there is no breath!