Yumei's eyes followed the back of "Master Qingxu" and turned to the night sky. In the midnight night sky, the moon exuded a dim halo, the stars were sparse, and the grassland seemed to be sleeping.
There is a big tree not far away, like a forgotten sentinel, standing alone in the vast night.
"Boom...boom boom!" One long and two short enemy warning firecrackers suddenly flashed in the night sky in the distance.
Yu Mei stood in front of the formation with a heroic posture, waving the black flag in her hand, "Light the fire to fight!"
With a short command, the first defensive line instantly ignited a fire. The firelight reflected the surrounding night like daylight, intertwined with the red light of the "Blood Orchid", and the stars in the night sky were suddenly eclipsed.
"I swear to live and die with the position!"
Twelve cold-blooded demon warriors with extremely pure hearts and minds stood in front of the formation on horseback and holding swords. They lined up in a row full of fighting spirit and raised their swords to swear an oath.
Although the battle-hardened war horse was blindfolded, it still raised its head and neighed, "Iron horse rustling"... The sword in the hand of the cold-blooded warrior was even more murderous in the firelight.
The ferocious beast Qiongqi didn't wait for Yu Mei's order, and flew into the vast night sky in a flash, flapping its wings and galloping away...
Time passed by minute by minute, and a quarter of an hour passed. The strange thing was that the night and the earth were as calm as ever, as if nothing had happened.
"Da da... da" A crisp and rapid sound of horse hooves came from far and near. In the dark night, a horse galloped over. Sitting on the horse's back was the guard who had just left.
The panting guard explained to Yumei the whole story of the alarm - it turned out that an "honorary guard" secret sentry, due to a long period of nervousness, mistakenly identified the "Master Qingxu Fa" and others who had just checked the sentry as "the most important person".
The men and horses of the "Dark Ghost King" made a sneak attack, and in panic the enemy alarm was sounded.
After everyone heard this, they took a long breath, put down their nervousness, and laughed and complained about this false alarm.
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The flowering period of "Blood Orchid" slowly ends in a thick fog in the early morning. When the first ray of sunlight shines through the thick fog on the petals of "Blood Orchid", the extremely gorgeous red light suddenly disappears...
"Thank you to the Immortal God!"
The "Guide" Master raised his hands above his head, bowed and chanted loudly... In an instant, a burst of cheers resounded throughout the valley. People hugged each other, celebrated, and cried with joy. The whole valley was boiling,
Looking at the excited cheering crowd who had won without a fight, Yumei frowned slightly and stood still in the wind. However, she always felt that something was wrong, but she could not find any concrete evidence.
"Sister, we won!" The young mage excitedly ran to Yu Mei... and threw the sheepskin she had written before the war into the fire. The sheepskin made a "squeaking" sound, and a burning smell filled the air.
When it came out, it immediately turned into black smoke and dispersed into the thick fog.
Yan Mei looked at the young mage with a smile and asked in a low voice: "What do you think the Flower of the Darkness is afraid of and has given up this only chance? She doesn't even have the faith to give it a try. Isn't it weird?"
The young mage was startled when she heard the words and was silent for a moment. She raised her eyes and followed the charming gaze to look at the "Master Qingxu Fa" not far away, "Could it be... that he?"
Yumei's smile disappeared suddenly, and she whispered calmly: "The next leading role in the opera is up to you!"
"Could it be that he was the riddle that my sister wanted to solve a few days ago?" The young mage asked with wide eyes and confusion.
Yu Mei looked solemn, looked into her eyes, and nodded gently.
…
The woman hurriedly walked up to Ke Yue, with a look of shame on her face. She looked around the crowd and said hesitantly: "Thank you for your shirt, which covered me and kept me warm. I think... I may have lost it in the eyes of the Kongxuan Sect.
For the original value, I sincerely cooperate with you on a mutually beneficial basis, okay?"
Seeing that everyone was just looking at her speechlessly, the woman added very diligently, "Maybe I can help you get out of here."
"All we need now is shelter and a campfire..."
Ke Yue resisted the cold and wet air, her face was expressionless, and she spoke in a soothing and calm tone.
The woman seemed a little overjoyed at Ke Yue's answer. Her body trembled slightly, restraining her inner joy, she bent down and hugged Ke Yue tightly, "It's a deal, come with me!"
After the woman finished speaking, she threw off her long legs and walked straight forward.
…
By the flickering flames of the campfire, Ke Yue saw a simple stove in the cave and judged that this was the woman's usual hiding place.
"It's hidden and safe here, don't worry."
The attentive woman saw Ke Yue looking around and spoke.
The cave was filled with the warmth of the campfire. After eating the herbs, Yao'er snuggled next to Chu Qi and fell asleep deeply.
Dorje's leg injury was not optimistic. The wound was soaked by the flood, and blood was constantly oozing out, and he was accompanied by fever and coma.
Mingyu and Ke Yue tried a variety of methods, but with no obvious results, and they couldn't help but feel a little panicked.
Kelsang Lhamo was even more worried. He knelt down and kept wiping Dorje's forehead to cool him down.
"Let me try! When I was young, my master treated such an injury."
Chu Qi, who was sitting next to him, gently moved Yao'er to the side and stood up. Yao'er said "hmm", turned over and continued to fall asleep, breathing evenly.
Mingyu and Ke Yue looked at each other, and Ke Yue said softly: "Okay, what do you need me to do?"
Chu Qi handed her a small wooden stick and said, "Put it in Brother Jie's mouth and bite it. Don't hurt your tongue."
"Do you know how to treat the injury? Does it hurt?"
Gesanglam grabbed the words anxiously and looked at Chu Qi in surprise.
"Come on brother, I can hold on!"
Before Chu Qi could speak, Dorje suddenly opened his eyes and said.
"Expose Brother Jie's wounds..."
As Chu Qi spoke, he walked to the bonfire, squatted down, picked up a burning stick, and slowly rotated it on the bonfire, "Brother Jie, you have to hold back, you will be fine soon!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Chu Qi suddenly pulled out the red-hot wooden stick. He was so angry that he blew out the flames of the wooden stick with one breath. He quickly turned around and pressed the hot red wooden stick hard against Dorje's wound...and then
With the sound of "chi la", the air was instantly filled with the smell of burnt flesh.
With a click, Dorje sat up suddenly, biting the wooden stick in half in his mouth. He couldn't help but let out a sigh, and beads of sweat like soybeans appeared on his forehead.
Gesang Lhamo hugged Dorje tightly with both hands, "It hurts...just shout out!"
"It's okay... Brother Jie, lie down and don't move. Wait a moment and you can apply the medicine and bandage."
Chu Qi hurriedly threw away the wooden stick in his hand, held Dorje's shoulders and said.
"Thank you! Brother! It's okay, I can handle it."
Dorje insisted on sitting still, and everyone had no choice but to follow him.
"It's time to eat..."
Jinmei's shouts mixed with the aroma of beef rice stirred up everyone's hungry nerves.