The first thousand four hundred and thirty-six chapters live to see people die and see corpses
This is the first time in hundreds of years that the sacred ceremony of worshiping the heaven has been interrupted. Fortunately, the sacred beads and soil sacrificial flowers are not seriously injured and are intact.
Rang Sikui sat on a rock blankly, with tears on her face still wet, and holding the Holy Pearl of Sacrifice to Heaven tightly in her arms.
Rang Si Que has disappeared, and I don’t know whether he is dead or alive.
The injured and corpses were carried down the mountain. There were many people alive, many more dead, and many Caohai people who were worse off alive than dead.
The dead Caohai tribesmen include men and women, old and young, and few of them have intact bodies. Most of them are missing arms or legs, and some are completely unrecognizable. It is impossible to tell who died. Some of them are missing.
There was no burial place, the corpse was broken into flesh and mud, and it was indistinguishable from these rocks.
Lu Ye Naga is sad everywhere, and the joy of the rest of his life is insignificant amidst the sadness.
As dusk rises, mourners fill the fields.
Halfway up the mountain, Xiang Liuer coughed a few times and held his shoulders with his hands. His face was as pale as paper, and he frowned from time to time, revealing bursts of pain.
Hu Lu Fenghan accompanied Xiang Liu'er, his forehead was wrapped in white gauze, his right hand and his entire arm were also wrapped in white gauze, and there were blood stains oozing out. He was also seriously injured after this disaster.
"How is Zhuo Ye's injury?"
"Senior brother suffered internal injuries, which are not serious. He will need to recover for at least half a year."
"He's really a lunatic."
Hu Lu and Feng Han sighed. Although they were enemies of each other, they had to sigh in admiration at this moment. Li Luo was so powerful that he was willing to be so cruel to him. There are probably not many people in this world who can do such a thing.
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Hu Lu Fenghan smiled bitterly and said: "The mountain collapsed. In this situation, he could still swing such a stunning sword. Three eagle claw masters were killed with one sword. If the senior brother hadn't intercepted this sword, the consequences would have been disastrous.
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"Will this sword become unstoppable from now on?"
"I hope so." Hu Lu Fenghan responded solemnly.
Xiang Liu'er looked at Hu Lu Fenghan blankly, showing a rare hint of fatigue, and asked softly: "Are you afraid?"
Hu Lu Fenghan took a deep breath and responded calmly: "I'm afraid, if he doesn't die, given time, maybe Master, his master, won't be his opponent."
"There is an old saying in the south, which is that in every generation there are talented people, but there are many heroes who ask the sky and sing songs. Maybe we still underestimated him."
"Actually, in the opinion of my subordinates, the chance of him surviving is very slim. I'd better think about how to deal with the aftermath. The Holy Ceremony of Sacrifice to Heaven died midway, and the tribes suffered heavy casualties. People's hearts are unstable. I'm worried that someone will stir up trouble and ruin the situation.
Khan’s big deal.”
Xiang Liu'er smiled softly, put away the disappointment in his heart, and returned to his usual calm and strategizing appearance. Although there are many things to worry about, there are not many equally matched opponents like Li Luo. A clown is nothing to worry about.
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"Go down here with the order and find Li Luo's body. You have to see the dead body."
"I'll take care of it now." Hu Lu Fenghan bowed respectfully and retreated.
Xiang Liu'er looked at the devastation and murmured to himself: "Do you want to die..." Suddenly, a crystal white flower floated down from the sky. Xiang Liu'er was startled and reached out to catch it in his palm. The white flower fell on
In the palm of my hand, it disappeared after a few breaths, leaving only a drop of water.
Xiang Liuer opened his red lips, looked at the wilderness at the northern foot of Luye Naga, and murmured: "It's snowing."
The aftermath of Luye Naga's sacrifice to the sky was not over yet, and the hearts of the tribes in Caohai were in turmoil. The dead were gone, but the survivors would not give up. Caohai was in turmoil for a while, and rumors spread everywhere. When Xiang Liu'er calmed down the people and quelled the rumors,
It's three months later.
In the past three months, the Caohai Allied Forces entrenched in Dagan Beifu remained stationary. The fighting in Beifu suddenly calmed down, giving the Dagan court a chance to breathe. Whether it was building a defensive front or deploying troops, it finally had some room to move.
There was room to take a breath.
When Xiang Liu'er led his troops to Tiannan again, it was already autumn.
Li Luo didn't know that the desperate fight on Luye Naga Mountain was just to buy three months of breathing time for the Dagan court. A landslide did not take away Xiang Liu'er's life. After a brief stagnation, the war in Beifu fell into another
There was a stalemate. Fortunately, these three months were enough for the Da Gan court to do a lot of things. Even if the court was decayed and the courtiers were mostly uneducated and scheming, but it was a matter of life and death, Emperor Wanlong would still do it.
Worried about his own life, he would not turn a blind eye to the situation in Beifu.
A biting chill woke up Li Luo. Li Luo opened his eyes with difficulty. Every time he took a breath, he felt as if there were thousands of knives between his chest and abdomen, cutting away his flesh and bones fiercely. The pain was so painful that he could no longer live without mercy.
"Are you awake?" A woman's voice suddenly came from beside her, which was the most commonly used Mongolian language in Caohai.
Li Luo turned his head slightly, and there was a slender woman squatting not far away, her head lowered and she was fiddling with something.
"Where is this?" Li Luo was startled as soon as he spoke. His voice was hoarse and low, like the struggle of a dying person.
The woman noticed Li Luo's astonishment, stood up and walked over, helping Li Luo up a little. Her every move was natural, like an old friend she had known for a long time.
Li Luo was not wary, nor was he extravagant. He was a little shy, as if men and women were not close to each other. He looked at the woman in front of him, whose appearance was very similar to that of Ruang Sikui, and softly thanked her.
The woman smiled slightly and said: "This is at the northern foot of Luye Naga."
"oh."
The woman's beautiful eyes turned to Li Luo and she said loudly: "My name is Rang Sique, and I am Xiaokui's sister."
"Um."
"You were seriously injured. All your internal organs were displaced. You were unconscious for a day and a night. I originally thought it would take at least three days for you to wake up, but I didn't expect you to wake up so quickly."
"That's it..."
Rang Sique raised his eyebrows. Li Luo's nonchalant answer made Rang Sique quite angry. He was about to retort when he heard Li Luo ask softly: "Why save me?"
Rang Sique was silent for a moment, then slowly asked: "Then why did you save me?"
Li Luo didn't speak, his face was as calm as before, just like what Rang Sique said, this time he fell off the cliff and was seriously injured. His internal organs and meridians all over his body were deeply injured, but it was a little different from the Pingshan crisis.
There is pain like a thousand cuts, but the internal energy is still there. The internal energy of Bingxinjue still travels in the eight extraordinary meridians all over the body, nourishing the damaged vital points of the meridians. Based on this alone, it can be concluded that Li Sique is not there.
Li Luo had to use his hands and feet when he was injured, otherwise when Li Luo was unconscious, he would just be a lamb waiting to be slaughtered in front of Rang Sique.
"One thought saves people, one thought kills, one thought becomes a god, one thought becomes a devil."