Puppet show

The pot on the stove was bubbling and steaming, and the aroma was overflowing when the lid was lifted.In the clear yellow soup, a fat and tender old hen "sizzled" straight out of the oil, and various medicinal materials floated and sank in the soup, making people salivate.

Today is the day when Tang Jingyun came back, Hua Moci got up early to prepare food, pouring out a large table of medicinal food to nourish Tang Jingyun's body.

Busy inside and out, a porcelain spoon was accidentally dropped from the hem of his sleeve.When Hua Moci lowered his head and saw the indigo spoon handle on the ground, his pupils shrank slightly, and he felt a little uneasy.

He has plenty of spoons here, but this one is the only indigo one, and the surface of the spoon is a pear blossom in full bloom.Although fresh and elegant, it is not the most brilliant handle among so many spoons.Bisheng Tang Jingyun fell in love with it at first sight, and used it often, and over time it became his exclusive use.

The blue and white broken porcelain scattered on the ground, is it an accident or a coincidence, or is it the fate that quietly circulates in the dark...

Hua Moci absent-mindedly picked up the fragments, the sharp tiles cut through the tender skin, and the drops of bright red fell, just like the enchanting red flower blooming in the snowy field.The slender fingers caressed the left eye, where it was beating violently uncharacteristically, heralding an unknown future.

Jing Yun... Jing Yun... Jing Yun...

The heat from the delicate meals gradually dissipated, only the chicken soup on the stove was still bubbling, but still no one came back.

Unable to bear his temper and waited quietly in the room, Hua Moci stood directly in front of the room, unconsciously pacing and revealing his anxious heart.There is only one road leading to here, and anyone can find it at a glance, but the sights that are cast frequently are always in vain.

The fire on the stove was extinguished at some point, and the chicken soup on the stove had already been completely cold, with a thin layer of grease forming on the surface.Hua Moci sat in front of the door with her knees hugged, staring blankly at the path in front of her, eager to see through.I always look forward to the next second that person will run towards me with a smile, but I am always disappointed again and again.

The orange-red twilight lengthened the shadows of all things, as if he was the only one left in the whole world.

It turned out that the world without Tang Jingyun would be so quiet, it was terrifyingly quiet.

While thinking about it, there were slight footsteps in the distance, messy and hurried, and a small figure appeared at the end of the winding path.

Hua Moci stood up abruptly, his legs were slightly numb from sitting for a long time, but he didn't care so much and just staggered forward.His bright black eyes were as bright as stars, and he stared at the figure in front of him, but gradually dimmed as the person approached, and finally stopped slowly.

The ordinary face, the too thin body, and the vain steps that obviously don't know martial arts, this is not his Jing Yun.

Before the visitor could breathe a sigh of relief, he grabbed Hua Moci's hand and dragged him away, "Hua...Doctor Hua, something serious happened, hurry...follow me...!!"

Hua Moci recognized the person in front of him as Xiang Ruojian's attendant Liu'er.Xiang Ruojian was already alarmed, thinking that the situation was far from normal, he grabbed Liu'er's hand and hurriedly said, "Liu'er, what happened!?"

"I don't know what happened, but I heard from the master that it seems that they were ambushed in the Valley of the Wicked, and many people were injured. Now my son is in front of the Zhengqi Hall. Doctor Hua, go and save them! !!"

ambush! ?Valley of the Wicked! ?

"Liu'er, have you seen Tang Jingyun? Is he okay? Is he hurt?"

Hua Moci exerted force with his hands in worry, but Liu'er was caught in pain but couldn't break free, "Tang...Tang Jingyun?" He frowned and thought for a while, then shook his head again, "It's too messy there, I didn't look carefully."

As soon as the words fell, a figure passed by like a frightened crowd, and went straight to the Zhengqi Hall.

Liu'er blinked, there was no one around him, if it wasn't for the pain in his wrist, he might have thought he saw a ghost.Can't help sighing, Physician Hua looks thin and weak, and he runs too fast, and disappeared like those heroes in the league.

Hua Mo Ci seldom uses lightness skills, and prefers to walk on weekdays.Seeing it now, this lightness kung fu is by no means inferior to the disciples in the alliance.

Lifting the Qi in the belly, walking all the way to the Zhengqi Hall, a little closer, you can hear the continuous wail.When I saw it with my own eyes, the injured disciple was either lying or sitting, his face full of pain.The originally innocent floor tiles were already stained with the blood dripping from the wounded, and the entire Haoqi League was shrouded in depression and pain.

Hua Mo Ci shuttled among the crowd, hearing the never-ending pain like hell, and the wounded allies under their feet. The nasal cavity was filled with a strong bloody smell, which made people sick.Faces distorted by pain flashed before his eyes, but the person he was thinking about was still missing.

Standing quietly with head bowed, all the hustle and bustle and colors around him receded like a tide, and the whole world was terrifyingly quiet and empty.

No, nowhere, his Jing Yun didn't come back...

Dirty hands gently tugged at the hem, his small face was covered with blood stains and it was difficult to recognize his appearance, but looking at the thousands of receivers scattered at his feet, it could be seen that he was a Tang Sect.The little guy was thin and small, obviously still a half-grown child, his left leg was completely missing from the knee down, and he was only roughly bound up with coarse cloth.

I don't know if it's because of Aiwujiwu, but Hua Moci always has an extra fondness for Tangmen.At this time, seeing the injury of this little disciple of the Tang Sect, he couldn't help squatting down, and quickly treated the wound with his hands and feet, but he heard the child's soft and waxy voice trembling with a hint of crying, "Doctor Hua, please save brother Jingyun!" !!"

As soon as Hua Moci heard the name, Hua Moci unconsciously used force, which caused the Tangmen child to cry out in pain, and immediately broke out in cold sweat.

"Where is Tang Jingyun!? Why didn't he come back with you!?"

"Go... The superior gave an order to let Brother Jing Yun and the others stay behind. There are so many people in the hateful valley, and he blocked the sword for me again. Isn't this death in vain!!" Terrified, he tightly twisted the corner of Hua Moci's clothes and burst into tears.

He followed Tang Jingyun all the way into the Haoqi League, just to grow up to be as powerful as him in the future.Unexpectedly, he was suddenly ambushed by the Valley of the Wicked, and blood and flesh flew everywhere. It was already hard to tell who had the hot blood spilled on his body.The thousand receivers fired the guns mechanically, fighting purely for survival.

Such an experience has never been done before, and how can a child accept it all at once.What's more, in order for them to escape smoothly, Tang Jingyun was imprisoned, his life and death were uncertain, and the immature child felt uncomfortable.

Hua Moci didn't know what to do, so he could only comfort himself over and over again, Jing Yun is very powerful, he must have escaped, but he can't come back for the time being, and the league will send people to meet them soon.

However, contrary to expectations, from dusk to moonrise, the wounded were generally settled.Luoyan City has increased its defense force, as if facing a big enemy, guards on patrol can be seen everywhere, but no one has mentioned the matter of sending people to help Tang Jingyun's team for a long time.

Hua Moci stayed up all night, and did not wait for the order to respond, but was told the news that the rear troops had been wiped out.

Hua Moci couldn't understand why he didn't send someone to save him when his Kyung Yun was still there! ?

However, the Haoqi League not only directly gave up the rescue, but even used this as an excuse to arouse the fighting spirit of the allies, vowing to recover the blood debt for the brothers who died in the war.

"Great spirit lasts forever——!!!"

"Great spirit lasts forever——!!!"

"Great spirit lasts forever——!!!"

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The roar of the Haoqi League resounded through the sky, and Hua Moci saw the people around him holding up their weapons to avenge their brothers, and he saw the little Tangmen who had lost a leg with tears in their eyes but still firm eyes.He didn't know what expression to use to face everything in front of him, he just felt ridiculous.

completely annihilated…?die…?

What are they talking about, it's ridiculous!His Jing Yun is so powerful, how could he die! ?

By the way, Jing Yun also said that when he came back, he had something to tell himself, and he would never lie to himself! !Jing Yun... Jing Yun must be waiting for him there! !

That's right, even if everyone gave up, he must go to Tang Jingyun's side! !

Hua Moci turned around and went to the stables, picked a strong horse to ride on.The whip came down hard, and the pained horse neighed like the wind and galloped out of the city.On the way without stopping, one horse died and another was replaced. After two days and two nights, we finally arrived at Nanping Mountain.

Hua Moci was panting heavily, he didn't know how to describe the scene in front of him.If there is a hell in this world, maybe it is this place.

Crowds of corpses were mixed together, and broken body parts were scattered here and there on the ground.The originally gray-yellow land has already been dyed dark red at this moment, soaked in blood.The wild dogs in the woods came in groups and gnawed on the corpses on the ground. For them, this was a rare meal.The vultures above their heads hovered in the air, their desolate chirping piercing, wanting to share a share.

I am afraid that the purgatory on earth is nothing more than this.

After running around for two days, his body was exhausted, but Hua Moci couldn't feel it at all, and just looked at the corpses one after another.Every time, he secretly rejoiced that the corpse under him was not Tang Jingyun, but was afraid that he would see that person's familiar face in the next second.

As time went by little by little, a glimmer of hope gradually rose in Hua Moci's heart. The absence of Tang Jingyun's body meant that the probability of him being alive was higher.However, only half an hour later, the cruel reality broke his only expectation.

Tang Jingyun lay quietly in a pool of blood, Xin Chang's body was almost split in half from the waist by the epee, the internal organs in the abdominal cavity were clearly visible, and many intestines fell out messily.Those bright eyes that were always shining had long since lost their color, looking in vain at the gray sky above their heads.

Hua Moci trembled uncontrollably, her neatly manicured nails pierced deeply into the palm of her hand, bright red blood dripped down her fingers, but she felt no pain at all.There is no wind and the whole body is automatic, and the ink hair is flying.The slender eyes faded from their original gentleness, and were ferociously covered with bloodshot red eyes.The cold air rose from the soles of the feet, wrapped around Hua Moci layer by layer, exuding the breath of death, just like the evil spirit descending from the depths of hell.

Sensing Hua Moci's approach, the wild dog gnawing on the internal organs vigilantly lowered its body, baring its sharp fangs to threaten the man in front of it.But in the end, he couldn't bear the too terrifying breath, and would rather give up the delicious food that was in his mouth and turn around to escape.

Before he could run away, his body soared into the air uncontrollably, the wild dog waved its limbs in a panic, and let out a wailing sound of fear.

When Hua Moci raised his hand, the body of the wild dog swelled up like a blow, and with a scream, it burst open with a "bang", and the dirty blood and pieces of flesh scattered in all directions, as if blooming flower of blood.

Hua Moci staggered and knelt beside Tang Jingyun, her trembling hands touching her cold face.

His Jing Yun, the person he held dear to his heart, was lying fragmented on the dirty ground at this moment, letting wild beasts devour his body.

He is such a well-behaved and kind person, why on earth should he be so cruel to him! ?

The person who was alive and kicking and relying on himself to act like a baby not long ago, why can't he feel the warm body temperature in the blink of an eye! ?

How does this make him feel painless! ?How not to hate! ?

He would rather the person lying on the ground be himself! ! !

The blood in his chest was churning, and he spit out blood in a "wow".

"Jing Yun, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." Hua Moci hastily wiped the blood splattered on Tang Jingyun's face with his sleeve.After wiping, transparent liquid dripped from the eye sockets, mixed with the blood on Tang Jingyun's cheeks, shocking like blood and tears.

A drop of tears happened to fall into Tang Jingyun's unclosed eyes, and flowed down the corner of his eyes, silently complaining about the injustice of fate.

Hua Moci wiped away the tear in a daze, and slowly bent down on Tang Jingyun's body and wept silently.

In this life, leaving the scriptures and changing the way is only for one person, but you can't even save the one you love, how useless it is! !How sad! !

That night, there was heavy rain on Nanping Mountain.

The invading rain washed away the blood in the mountains and forests, and the rumbling thunder lamented the bloody wind, joys and sorrows in the world.

That night, the former Hua Mo Ci left with Tang Jingyun, leaving only a remnant body in the world.