After being homeless, he was picked up by God and brought home to be his husband.

"Elder! The Celestial Clan army is already attacking the mountain. They put a gate upstream. After they crossed the river, the flood had completely drowned the Lingyi River! I'm afraid they will attack the mountain in less than an hour!! "

The guards broke into the Tianchi Cave in a panic. They were caught off guard by the Celestial Clan army. They never expected that they were determined to die. They abandoned all their baggage and left no escape route. Injuring a thousand enemies would be extremely dangerous. The whole army may be wiped out. If the attack on the mountain fails and the Lingyi River cannot be crossed for the second time, then there is only a dead end!

The fifth elder is setting up a barrier in the cave to protect the soul and body. As long as the red lotus is fully opened and the soul body comes to the world, there will be no hindrance in the world. Liyuan's summit is just around the corner!

Seeing that the red lotus was gradually blooming, only a few petals were left, and the barrier was gradually taking shape. The fifth elder could not bear it visibly, and there was cold sweat on his forehead. He turned around and said sternly:

"Hold! You must hold on even if you can't hold on! Hold on no matter what! Pass the order! Guard the canal to the end of the mountain!!"

The guard received the order and crawled out of the cave. The water in the soul pool was turbulent. The soul body was about to be born, so it must not be damaged in the slightest. The fifth elder formed a seal in his hand. The barrier was about to come to an end, but the cave suddenly shook and gravel began to fall. The dome rolled down, the ground trembled, the five elders were shaken, and the barrier was interrupted. Another person hurriedly rolled into the cave to report:

"Elder!! There is also an ambush in the back mountain!! They have followed the secret passage to the mountainside, Elder!! They are about to reach the top of the mountain!!"

The fifth elder had a fierce look on his face. He flicked his sleeves and looked back at the barrier that had not yet fully formed. He was unwilling to do so, but he could only be forced to respond to the enemy. When he came outside the cave, smoke was everywhere, and he raised his sleeves and shouted. drink:

"Everyone! Guard the canal and welcome the mountain! Waiting for the arrival of the young master!!"

*******

All the locust flowers outside the yard withered overnight, and their remaining petals were swept to the ground. The edges were slightly yellow, and they were blown away by the wind in pieces, leaving only the lingering fragrance on the ground.

This time, Chu Yitang slept deeply, but not well. He was groggy. There were many people and things in his dream, which were noisy and chaotic. They gathered into an incompatible picture in his mind. He seemed to be searching for something in his dream. What, but it's all in vain, only touching nothing.

When he sat up holding the edge of the bed, his forehead was still throbbing with pain. Chu Yitang frowned, his throat was dry and sore. He rubbed his temples and called out as usual:

"Lanyu?"

The windows were still closed in the room, which was surprisingly quiet. Incense was burning in the incense burner on the small shelf beside the bed, and the lingering smoke drifted away. The light aroma was inexplicably familiar.

He leaned against the bed frame for a moment, and after a period of chaos, he stood up, but slowly found that no one responded. Chu Yitang was stunned. He looked around, and then opened the door. He stood on the corridor, confused. Looking from the ground, I saw an empty courtyard.

There was no one in the yard and no one on the porch.

Chu Yitang's hands on the railing were clenched unconsciously, his nails turned white, and his throat was rolling hard. He barely swallowed a mouthful of nothingness. He trembled his lips and called again:

"...Lanyu?"

The answer to him was still only panicking silence. Several birds flew past in the sky, wrapped in clouds, leaving an afterimage. Chu Yitang lowered his eyes and slowly retracted his hand. He walked on the corridor, but his pace became faster and faster.

He went down the stairs and started looking everywhere, including the kitchen, the woodshed, and the small granary at the back. He searched everywhere, but everything was empty. He stubbornly pushed open every door. The door was not left open anywhere.

Until he stood under the locust tree, looking at the deserted alley. Under his feet were fallen flowers and fallen leaves, which were rolled up on the hem of his clothes. The corners of his robe were shaking. He raised his neck numbly, and he didn't know when all the locust flowers had fallen. All that is left is the branches of the trees, intertwined and intertwined.

Chu Yitang pinched the tiger's mouth tightly, his face was as pale as paper, his eyelashes were drooped, and blood was coagulated from head to toe. He looked at everything familiar around him, but he felt like the world was spinning.

The severe pain that stirred flesh and blood in his heart hit him in an instant. The moment he turned around, Chu Yitang's knees went weak. He hit his knees heavily on the stone road. He knelt on one knee, and his lips were a shocking purple color. The pain came from It was too fast and too turbulent, and I wished he would die immediately.

Chu Yitang tried his best to hold his heart. He was forced to stand up by the severe pain. Blood dripped down and dyed half of his clothes red. He propped himself on the ground with one hand in embarrassment. There was a fishy and sweet taste in his throat. This kind of pain, he couldn't remember how long ago. Got it once.

Be of one mind and feel the same.

Chu Yitang bit down on the mouthful of blood, his heart was strangled, and every drop of blood was painful. The red pearl on his wrist was dazzling, like a pool of blood, and Chu Yitang's eyes were about to split, as if he had been stabbed by that red thorn. My eyes hurt, as if something was lingering between life and death, and it was about to reveal itself, stripping him of everything, eating him alive, and never being reincarnated.

He staggered up from the ground, stumbling, and the corner of his clothes was cut with a long gap by the sharp thorns on the wooden door. He was almost unable to walk under the severe pain. Chu Yitang climbed up the stairs desperately, his eyes full of dense pain. Bloodshot, he pushed open the door suddenly. The room was dark, but the lingering fragrance had not dissipated.

With a "clang", everything on the shelf was overturned to the ground. Chu Yitang used all his strength to grab the incense burner. The cover of the burner was knocked over, and the burnt ashes burst out. Chu Yitang stretched out his hand tremblingly and pushed it away. There was a small piece of incense flakes that had not yet been burnt inside. He didn't even need to look at it a second time.

That is a piece of dream agarwood.

It was made from the bones of a red dragon, and the fragrance burned there lasted for three days.

But he still remembered that Lan Yu used iris scented tablets when he put them away that day, saying he wanted him to sleep better.

And this dream agarwood has been burning for a while.

He held the small piece of incense tablets, his teeth trembled, and the mouthful of blood finally spurted out, and the blood all over his body became cold. At this moment, he finally recalled all the unusual things about Lan Yu during this period. He told him to remember him, otherwise he would not be found.

He made sophora nectar for him and a lot of shortbread for him.

He said he didn't regret anything, he just wanted him to be happy and happy.

…………

So it wasn't words to make him happy at all, it was a request. It was the last thing he could leave to him before he died. It was his sincerity before his death, his determination to sacrifice for him even though he was reluctant to give up. .

Together, they sacrificed their lives for martyrdom.

He had made such a plan long ago, before everyone else, before bringing him to Yuehua Mountain.

Lan Yu told him, Ah Tang, those are not your fault.

Everything he did for him was done willingly and he had no regrets until his death.