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Jiang Lizhou was covered in wounds, and he managed to jump off the roof with him, but he couldn't stand still, and was staggered and fell to the ground.

Lin Qinghe was still in a state of confusion, grabbing the corner of Jiang Lizhou's clothes ferociously, as if to pounce on him and give him another bite.

Jiang Lizhou didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and he didn't want to be cruel to him, so he had to bite the bullet and think it would be a big deal to be bitten again.

Thousands of households in Qiandeng Town are still brightly lit, flowing into another long winding river.

Jiang Lizhou fell into a narrow alley, as if he could touch the stone wall with his hand.This alley extends in all directions, and if you turn a corner at random, you don't know where you will come out.

The lingering gust of wind roared in, Jiang Lizhou pulled Lin Qinghe to the side, the stone wall collapsed just now, and broken stones and wall foam flew in an instant.

Jiang Lizhou flicked his sleeve to block the stone, but was still coughing from the flying debris.

A black cloak fluttered in the evening wind, and the white faceless mask didn't even reveal his eyes, but his gaze was fixed on Jiang Lizhou's back.

Jiang Lizhou was startled by a chill, and quickly turned his head and raised his eyes to meet the face of the faceless man. The blackness in front of him was still black, but the coldness rushed into his limbs and bones in an instant, and even the bones were groaning uncomfortably.

Jiang Lizhou turned around slowly, the lights beside him reflected on his bloody side face, and a bright line of yin and yang was drawn from the tip of his nose.

He was covered in blood, and the light-colored clothes that he wore today to meet with Deng Deng were also in tatters, but the faceless man seemed to see the young general in the yellow sand and blood sea thousands of years ago.

His face is full of blood, but his eyes are like the moon.

The face hidden under the mask smiled.

"Long time no see, General, are you alright?" The voice was hoarse and dragged, and it was hard to distinguish between male and female.

There was a sharp smile on Jiang Lizhou's lips: "I'm just a Taoist priest with a low level of cultivation, and I can't bear your supernatural powers."

The faceless man let out a noisy laugh: "Today I just came to say hello, so don't be nervous. Although I am not talented, I will not take advantage of others."

Lin Qinghe stood up clutching his heart, smiled before the man's voice fell, and said, "I did a lot of nasty things."

The faceless man tilted his head slightly, as if a little surprised: "You're not crazy yet? You're different from those little bastards."

He seemed to think of something interesting as he said it, and laughed again: "It seems that the heart barrier Gu is still a little lighter." He turned his eyes to the silent Jiang Lizhou, "It's obviously the same Gu, but this one, why is it different? .”

Jiang Lizhou's eyelashes trembled slightly, and his heart was shocked. During the fight with Ji He that day, his memory suddenly flooded back. He thought he had broken some blockade, but was it because of Gu worms?

Lin Qinghe pursed his lips and remained silent, and suddenly got up and attacked the man, the faceless figure disappeared in a flash, Lin Qinghe held the sharp blade between his fingers, but his hands couldn't help shaking.

All of a sudden, several black shadows surged up, screaming and rushing towards the monster with sharp fangs.

Lin Qinghe was caught off guard for a while, and his arm was torn several times, and then he was awakened by the dull pain. He raised his hand and split the black shadow into two halves, but he was entangled more and more tightly, and the black shadow seemed to be unable to burn. The exhausted weeds rushed up layer by layer, like blood crows melting into the night.

Just now, the demon backlash was the most powerful he had done in these years. He was already exhausted, but he remembered every word he said clearly. He didn't know how to face Jiang Lizhou.

Those harsh words really came from his own injustice and resentment, and he couldn't even face himself.

The black figure behind him bared his fangs, biting straight at his neck, as if he wanted to bite his neck off.

He was startled to feel a heat on the side of his ear, and saw a still-hearing fire in his side eye.

Jiang Lizhou's voice was cold: "What are you spending with them, go back."

At this time, there are many people on the street, but it is no longer the noise just now, only a few scattered pedestrians, and the watchman who passed by just knocked the bell.

Lin Qinghe was cramped and uneasy, and saw his bloody body when he looked sideways, and didn't know whether to apologize first or ease the atmosphere first.

Jiang Lizhou lowered his eyes and remained silent all the way, as if he didn't notice the trembling eyes beside him.

Lin Qinghe coughed lightly, but was interrupted before she could speak.

Jiang Lizhou's tone was cold and distant, like the snow that had hung on winter plums all night: "There's no need for the mermaid caravan to look for it, they don't have it at all, they only sell one or two on the black market, or they don't have it at all, as for Most of those missing mermen were refined into medicine—that person just now smelled like merman gel, and refining merman flesh can keep the body from rotting or spoiling, probably like this.”

At this time, there are only sparse gray lights left in Qiandeng Street, and the hazy and bright moonlight. The long street has no end in sight, and the jackdaws on the eaves fluttered their wings and croaked twice.The moonlight elongated the shadows of the two people, and they seemed to be inseparable among the swaying clouds.

Lin Qinghe didn't dare to speak anymore, and only hummed in a low voice.

Jiang Lizhou was a little tired and didn't speak anymore. There was no pain in his body, and the left side of his face was on fire.

When he returned to the inn, he dug out the wound medicine he had brought, and pulled Lin Qinghe to wipe the wound on his arm without saying a word.

After a long while, he said again: "Let's go back tomorrow."

Lin Qinghe hummed again, lowered his eyes and said, "Face..."

Jiang Lizhou raised his eyebrows, but didn't show a smile: "It's okay—I don't really understand what happened to Taihuai now. You can go back and check again. If it doesn't work, you'll kill them all. Anyway, it doesn't matter if there is one more or one less."

Lin Qinghe's heart skipped a beat, and he said in a low voice, "I was wrong."

Jiang Lizhou didn't speak, and turned around to wash and apply the medicine on his own.

Lin Qinghe's heart suddenly felt empty.

When he heard the words of the faceless man, he knew that Li Chong had returned long ago.

When did you remember it?

Is he with me because he pities me?

Now that it's paid off, it's time to draw the line.

I didn't become who he wanted him to be, and he hated me.

He sat nervously at the table with his spine stiff, wondering if he had to get out now, so as not to be annoying.

Jiang Lizhou came back at some point and stood silently a few steps away from him.

"Is there anything you want to say now?" Jiang Lizhou said suddenly, and he was so frightened that his back was in a cold sweat.

Jiang Lizhou didn't hear the answer, so he added: "Let me tell you first, I recovered my memory in Huaishan, Taiwan. I was wrong to hide it from you. If you mind, I can apologize-it's your turn."

There was also a thin layer of sweat on Lin Qinghe's forehead, and he said after a while, "I don't know what to say."

Jiang Lizhou came over and leaned over to look at him. The light-colored pupils were obviously just for display at this time, and Lin Qinghe still had a sense of embarrassment that he had been seen through.

"Then I asked, when my soul was broken, what method did you use to fix it?"

Lin Qinghe kept rubbing his fingers, hesitated for a long time before answering bravely: "No, I don't remember."

Jiang Lizhou laughed, Lin Qinghe almost couldn't sit still, he asked again: "I forgot or dare not say?"

Lin Qinghe's hands trembled violently, he reached out to grab the hem of his clothes, and begged, "Don't ask... Please..."

Jiang Lizhou's expression remained unchanged, as if he was determined to ask the question to the end, and he said, "I'm only asking you this last time, and I won't ask again if you don't tell me."

Lin Qinghe's face was pale, even uglier than when the demons turned back just now, his voice was trembling: "Don't be angry, I was wrong."

Jiang Lizhou's expression fluctuated a bit, but he still didn't let go: "I didn't ask you this."

Lin Qinghe trembled for a while and refused to speak.

Jiang Lizhou nodded and said in a low voice, "I see." He turned and went back to bed to catch up on sleep.

Lin Qinghe naturally didn't dare to share a bed with him, so he packed up and threw himself out with a miserable expression, and sat quietly on the roof all night.

The next day there was no talking all the way again, the two separated in Shuzhong, Jiang Lizhou went back to Mingzhu, Lin Qinghe went to Linyun - he didn't even dare to go to Wuchen Valley.

Jiang Lizhou rushed into Yan Zhong's room in a hurry, knelt down without saying a word and bowed down to get up.

Yan Zhong looked at him indifferently, and didn't let him get up, but asked: "What's wrong with this?"

Jiang Lizhou said in a low voice, "I have troubled you all these years. Li Zhou knows that he has done many wrong things in his previous life, and he feels ashamed for not listening to Master's advice."

Yan Zhong laughed and said, "Why should you kneel down to me if you are ashamed? It's really a joke for the people of the world to bow their heads to an old man."

Jiang Lizhou lowered his eyes: "It's all about the past, so I ask Master to help Li Zhou again."

million years ago.

Empress Houtu is reincarnated, and her soul is integrated with Huangquan sand sea.

The reincarnation has been silent for several years, and the cycle of yin and evil and merits and virtues has turned into a spirit.His name is Ling, but he is as famous as the ancient Four Royals.

On the road of reincarnation, the souls of those who come and go can see an old man, who counts the merits and demerits of the past life beside the merit mirror, and his name is Yan Zhong.

In the battle of Yinggou, there are countless mortals who seek Taoism and practice swordsmanship. The three factions stand in troubled times, accepting capable men from all over the world, and can fight in times of crisis.

Wherever the grass grows, there are gods and ordinary soldiers fighting against the chaos with their bodies, and they work together to create a new era of precedent.

When the three factions work together, it is the end of the chaotic war, and it seems that it is the normal state of the world to lose their lives.

The order collapsed for the second time, souls had nowhere to return, and dead souls roamed the wild.Reincarnation has a spirit, and even the way back and forth has collapsed, and it took nearly 300 years after the war to slowly recover.

At that time, the group of demons was rampant, and the world was already a sea of ​​blood.

Li Chong stepped onto the altar for the second time.

He stood silently holding the knife, the empty dust-free valley under his feet, the summer wind stirred his black hair in the daylight, and the blood-stained battle armor pressed against the new wound on his ribs, making the pain particularly vivid.

He remembered the first time he was pushed on the altar years ago.

Under his feet are his clansmen, his elders, and his relatives.

I don't remember how old he was at that time, but before that, he thought that he was a child, and that he should not be responsible for any heavy burdens or heinous crimes.

He got down on his knees.

Kneeling at the same place as Li Chong a few years ago.

He kowtowed to the distant sky and the silent wind.

Dedicate every word to the queen of heaven and earth.

"Li Chongcheng was entrusted by his ancestors to lead the generals to resist the chaos of demons. He failed to do anything for hundreds of years, and he felt extremely ashamed. Today, he pleads guilty to the heavens."

His chest was cut with a heavy knife, and he was still bleeding. The blood penetrated through the cracks in the iron armor, and fell thickly and silently on the stone floor of the altar.

"It is inhumane to fail to pacify the troubled times and cause the people to die."

Fighting in Dongcheng today, the city is full of corpses, like a butcher's shop full of carrion, flies and maggots are crawling around from their eyeball-less holes and smashed sky caps.

"It is unrighteous to let the yellow sand be stained with blood and the corpse be humiliated."

Dozens of people hung on the gate of the city, their hands and feet were broken, their hearts and lungs were empty, their iron armor was shattered, and they could not escape being humiliated even if they died.

"Being ashamed of the entrustment of the gods, not fulfilling the duties of the chief general, is disloyal."

He wanted to die on the battlefield so much, he thought about it every day, this burden almost crushed his spine, and the shattered bones would still be trapped in the flesh, reminding himself of who he was with every breath.

"It is unfilial to violate the will of the ancestors and fail to protect the clan well, causing the entire Jiuli clan to be wiped out."

Back then, the gazes of the clansmen under the altar were imprinted on their bodies like branding irons, which meant that they had given him all their expectations.

"Li Chong wishes to sacrifice his spirit and soul, so that he will never enter reincarnation, so that the prosperous world will be peaceful. Tomorrow's final battle, please protect the gods and Buddhas. Our army will not be afraid or retreat, and will never die!"

In the distant sky, a golden light leaked from the gaps in the layers of black clouds. The distant and heavy bell sounded as if it came from the great wilderness thousands of years ago.

After bowing his head deeply, he let out a long breath.

It's finally over, he thought.

From tomorrow onwards, the entire Jiuli clan will really cease to exist.

He had just stepped off the altar when a yelling figure rushed over.

His heart froze.

"Li Chong, do you feel pain?"

"I know what you teach, take me with you next time, I can help you."

"Well, you haven't come back for a long time, and I didn't run around, just..."

"I miss you."