Chapter 11 eleven

"It's just that the left hand of the devil can gain power from death." Zhen Lan's eyes gradually became serious, looking at the night outside that was reddened by the flames of war—there are countless faint red silk threads floating under the dark sky, and countless souls are being captured by invisible forces. Pull out the dead body and inhale Garuda's bilge.His voice was as low as a prophecy: "The more the flames of war spread, the greater the power of the demon... If you can't eliminate it as soon as possible, Pojun will no longer be able to contain it!"

Yanxi suddenly stood up: "Then, let's do it as soon as possible!" "No, no," Zhen Lan waved her hands again and again, "Now is not the time...try to leave Yecheng first." "That's right." Na Sheng recalled the current situation, and murmured dejectedly, "I don't know how to get out." The people in the cellar fell silent again, and before they knew it, it was already dark outside. After Yan Xi settled the sheng, he got up and searched for food in the cellar——Yang Gongquan and his wife had made detailed preparations in order to take refuge. Food and bedding are readily available.

Nothing to say that night.Early the next morning, Na Sheng opened his eyes, only to see Zhen Lan's severed arm crawling quickly on the ground, drawing a big spell, surrounding the two of them.Seeing her wake up, Zhen Lan raised her hand to say hello, "You guys rest well in the cellar first, don't go out of this circle, so that foreign things can't hurt you—" "Hey, what are you doing?" Na Sheng was shocked, "Are you going to run away by yourself?" "Girl, have you forgotten Xiang and Yesaier? In order to let us leave smoothly, they deliberately led the pursuers away. We can't just leave her here." Zhen Lan stopped Raised his hand, pointing at the soldiers of the Restoration Army, "Yanxi, take care of this girl."

"Hey!" Na Sheng saw the hand crawling towards the cellar door, and couldn't help shouting, "You haven't recovered yet! How can you crawl around? At least let me follow to be safe!" "With you following me, I will probably die faster." The broken arm made a helpless gesture, and quickly crawled into the night amidst Na Sheng's scolding. - "Bai Ying, I'm going out to find someone, you bring Ma to Yecheng as soon as possible when night falls to meet him." The head in the colorless city opened his eyes briefly at that moment, and gave a command to the princess beside him.Then, without waiting for the opponent to object, the soul and spiritual power were transferred to Ye Cheng's severed arm again, and he closed his eyes immediately.

"No, Zhenlan, you can't go out..." The princess in white changed her expression slightly—the Liuhe seal has not been completely released, and only one arm remains on the ground. Crown Prince Kongsang is still fragile.Yecheng is full of wars and dangers, so it must be extremely dangerous to go out rashly.Although Zhenlan looks casual on the outside, she has always been meticulous in her work.What is it for, but to venture out so anxiously to find someone? ——Is it because of that Ye Saier... that woman in red whom he often stares at with the mirror on? Baiying turned her head with complicated feelings, and looked at Crown Prince Kongsang who was sitting under the Tower of Light.However, Zhenlan's soul is no longer in the shell, her eyes are closed, and her newly sewn body is piled up in a pile, like a lifeless puppet.She recalled that during this period of time, she would often see Zhen Lan turning on the water mirror alone, gazing silently or talking to the person on the other side of the mirror—sometimes, the other party was Murong Xiu who was a military adviser, and more often But it was the red-clothed Yesel.

What kind of existence does that woman in the Western Wilderness that he has been silently staring at for a hundred years exist in his heart? Zhenlan... After a hundred years of struggle, we finally chose to stay together.But do we really understand each other? ――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――― Two, reunion When dawn came, the fierce fighting all night finally subsided temporarily. The merman puppet next to him manipulated the Lovebird back to Yecheng. Fei Lian came out of the cabin and slid down the silver cable to the ground, feeling the smell of sweat and gunpowder smoke all over his body, and he was almost in a trance when he landed.However, without stopping for a moment, he ran through the blackened urn city to the equally exhausted army in the outer city.

——It was this foreign surprise army that tore through the enemy's defense at a critical moment last night and reversed the situation. "Major General Fei Lian." Far away, a half-blooded middle-aged soldier was staggering and being helped off his horse, calling him. Is it General Qi Ling? ! ——I was a little surprised that it was this noble general who had been stationed at the Chishui Gate for many years and had never fought a tough battle, but Fei Lian still had a grateful smile on his face, and went straight up: " General Qi Ling! So it was you?—Yecheng was able to repel the invasion of the rebel army last night, it was all due to you!"

The middle-aged soldier had an expression of happiness and embarrassment, but after all, he was honest and honest, and he couldn't bear to take credit for it. He turned around and pointed to a soldier who was resting in the corner next to him, and said in a low voice, "No... I just arrived last night. At the foot of the outer city, he broke his arm—it was this colleague who led the troops later.” Fei Lian was taken aback, and looked back at the young soldier leaning against the corner of the wall panting, and that man also raised his face blackened by gunfire to look at him, his eyes were bloodshot but shone like a wolf.