Yu Mei's words made Master Qingxu's anxious mood suddenly surge with excitement, "Please rest assured, Great Protector! I will never betray your trust!"
"Master Qingxu Fa" cupped his fists and bowed before retreating. Yan Mei looked at his back, thinking about his last words, a mixed melancholy filled her heart, and she let out a long sigh.
The sunlight after noon reflected the polar valley like an uneven bronze mirror, reflecting a strange and bizarre scene.
Under the leadership of "Master Qingxu Dharma", the demonic team with fat horses and strong men marched along the Gobi Desert at the foot of the mountain into the deep mountain valley. The rapid sound of the horses' hooves instantly tore apart the silence of the valley.
The people of the demon world once again stepped into this barbaric and silent valley of evil spirits. "Master Qingxu Dharma" did this intentionally. He had done enough homework for this and was looking forward to becoming a king in one battle and establishing his own prestige and authority in the demon world.
dignity.
He never expected that there would be a gap in every secret, and that the slap in the face would come so quickly.
The evening sun became lazy, and the winding dry river dragged the marching team loosely. When they reached a gentle slope, under the dim sunlight, several unusually bright and beautiful flowers appeared on the top of the gentle slope, graceful.
Swinging and dancing with the wind.
The two black warriors who were guarding the right outpost were so happy when they saw such graceful flowers that they dismounted and ran up happily.
Walking in front, a tall middle-aged man with a beard chose the most beautiful flower and picked it off. He happily held it under his nose and smelled it. However, the flower did not have the fragrance he imagined, but there was a smell that said no.
The smell of sourness... He couldn't help but retched, frowned, and casually inserted it into the horse's head for decoration.
Another young warrior in black carefully picked two flowers, put one on his hat, and rode back to pass the other to the young people in the team to admire each other, bringing happiness to the lonely and boring march.
Some energy and enthusiasm.
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In the gloomy dusk, mist filled the valley, and a black-clothed warrior with a sword on his waist rushed towards the "Master Qingxu Dharma", "Reporting to the leader, the right wing guard of the outpost has completed the detective mission of the camp, please give instructions!
"
The person who came was none other than the shrewd and capable middle-aged flower picker. He looked about thirty-five or six years old, with neatly trimmed beards. He was dressed in decent black clothes, which highlighted his strong and proud figure.
"Master Qingxu Dharma" nodded with satisfaction. The black-clothed warriors who served as escorts were all selected by him personally. He glanced at the visitor and said, "Give me the order and prepare to camp and rest according to the preset plan... Hmm
,Why is there some red rash on your neck?”
"My Lord, I'm afraid it's caused by the unfavorable climate or food allergy. It's not painful, it's not itchy, and it's not a problem."
The visitor replied carelessly, not caring about the small rash at all.
"It's better to have a look at it with the doctor who is accompanying you. Don't delay."
"I have the order!" The man clasped his fists and saluted, then rode away.
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The commotion happened after dinner, so Yu Mei and "Master Qingxu Dharma" were completely unprepared and had no means of countermeasures.
As night falls, the valley is filled with the smell of plague. "When night falls, evil spirits spread."... Yu Mei strictly ordered no one to go out of the camp, and the demon world's great protector Hei, guarded by eight boys of both sexes,
The triangular flag was erected high in the center of the camp, flapping in the wind and sending shock waves in all directions.
The middle-aged warrior in black who was sniffing flowers first developed a bright red rash on his hands and neck, which was extremely itchy. After a while, his limbs began to twitch non-stop, and he screamed in pain, and his limbs began to turn black.
, like a fire burning, but not a drop of blood can be seen coming out... I begged the doctor, "Please... you! Kill... me!"
The accompanying doctor was standing in the middle of the tent, helpless... The doctor came from a well-established family and had been practicing medicine for more than 40 years. His medical skills were so good that he was nicknamed "Ghost Hand Rejuvenation".
When "Master Qingxu" arrived after hearing the news, the man's pain had disappeared, but his limbs began to fall off, and his skin slowly turned into blood... "Please, Master, kill me quickly so that I can feel better!"
"Master Qingxufa" looked gloomily and took a step forward, "Do you have anything else to say?"
The man looked up at him, with blood in his eyes, and shook his head, "Misfortune arises... from flowers!"
Before he finished speaking, there was a "Bang!" sound, and "Master Qingxu Fa" struck him with a heavy palm. The man tilted his body, and immediately died without even making a sound... He walked away happily, which can be regarded as
Following his last wish.
"Master Qingxu Fa" turned around and met Yu Mei's eyes. He hurriedly knelt on the ground and said, "My subordinates are unable to manage the army well. Please punish the Dharma Protector."
Yan Mei ignored him, but turned her gaze to the doctor, with a half-smiling look on her face, "I would like to ask you, sir, if this disease is contagious."
"I'm sorry for my incompetence, I don't know the reason, and I dare not speak nonsense!"
Yao Mei raised her hand and was about to signal "Master Qingxu"... Suddenly, there was a harsh noise from the campsite again.
Yu Mei hurriedly opened the curtain and got out of the tent. Under the pale moonlight, a dozen warriors in black seemed to have lost their minds, howling and screaming, and tirelessly jumping and jumping like crazy...
When Yu Mei saw this, she couldn't help but take a breath of cold air. For a moment, she seemed to suddenly realize it. She turned back and glanced at the "Master Qingxu" who was accompanying her, "Do you know the 'Flower of Darkness' in the dark matter world?"
"Master Qingxu" wiped the cold sweat on his forehead with his hand, "Returning to the Great Protector, it is said that she is the owner of the 'Darkest Ghost King' and the patron saint of the 'Dark Ghost'. The 'Flower of Darkness' is mysterious and unpredictable.
Her magical powers are so vast that only rumors have been heard about her, but her face is hard to see! No one has seen her true face."
"Well, the legends in the world are somewhat watered down. She also has a little-known nickname called "Infatuated Flower Demon". Now we can conclude that those gorgeous flowers are a trap deliberately set by her."
"Master Qingxu Dharma" made a "collapse" sound when his steel teeth were gritted in his mouth. Hot blood rushed to his heart, and the veins in his temples were beating. Contrary to his usual humility, he said, "This witch has blinded her."
Those dog eyes are seeking revenge and enmity against me, digging their own graves. I will destroy this thief one day, so that I can eliminate my hatred."
Yan Mei glanced at him and thought to herself: "Maybe this is his true face."
Then she turned to the "cold-blooded guard" who was protecting her and ordered: "Go and get some people, tie up all the sick warriors, and make sure they are well settled. If you jump like this, you will die of exhaustion and exhaust yourself."
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Yan Mei rushed to the flagpole with a few quick steps, jumped up and took down the black triangular flag. As soon as her toes touched the ground, she ran out of the camp and said, "Bazi, follow me out of the camp."
On the steep cliff, Yu Mei held the flag high, and the spirit of the flag was passed down from the gods. The spirit of the flag's "soul-hungry and soul-splitting" guardian energy transformed into dazzling light waves that pierced into the night sky... The eight male and female men looked solemn, each holding their own position and holding a sword.
Array guard.
Accompanied by the fantasy light waves, Yu Mei shouted loudly to the night sky in the valley: "We, the people from the demon world, are here just to use the way, but the evil spirits and monsters are entangled in you with dirty and despicable methods. I, Yu Mei, will duel with you, 'Flower of You'.
To fight against ghosts, please show up immediately, immediately!!!"
Following a burst of strange fragrance, a soft and melodious female voice suddenly came from the night sky, "What a huge battle! What are the dirty and despicable means? It's so ugly to say it. The mouse stole human rice, and the world called it despicable.
Cunning; the world steals a bee's honey, but praises it for its hard work and patience... Tell me, are the methods still despicable?"