Lu Hua Zhi You Feng Lin Lou

Lu Xiaofeng threw a few thunderbolts over, and Qingqiu and the others who were blown up were a little confused, because Qingye used to pretend to be Tang Wulu and used the thunderbolts, and they were going to throw them down the mountain in this battle, but they didn't want to suddenly leave Flying from behind instead let his own people have a taste first.

Speaking of Qingye, Lu Xiaofeng took a glance, Qingqiu, Zhong Yinyang and Linglong were all there, as well as the mysterious descendant of Akabane, but Qingye was not there.

"Lu Xiaofeng!" The enemy was extremely jealous when they met each other. Without Qingye and Zhong Yinyang, he had just experienced a prison disaster, and he was disgraced by thunder and fire bombs. He was so angry that he drew his sword first, and ignored Qingqiu's order over here.As soon as he made a move, the girl next to Linglong who looked exactly like Linglong also showed her weapon.The gray-robed man didn't move, he just pulled his collar, as if he was afraid of being seen by Lu Xiaofeng

Hua Manlou arrived in time, fanned the girl's weapon, and suddenly said, "Aren't you Linglong?"

"Of course I'm not Linglong!" The girl's words were quite harsh, and she was indeed different from Linglong. "I am Linglang, the elder sister of her mother. She is indecisive, betrayed Lord Yun, and is a descendant of Heiyan!"

"Whether she is doing right or not, it's not for you to say, not for me to say, but for her heart to say." Hua Manlou comforted her a lot, and argued with her, but she also knew that at this point, it was hopeless to say more.Sure enough, Linglang sneered and already slashed.

Lu Xiaofeng intentionally stood back to back with him, and while blocking Zhong Yinyang's sword, he smiled: "It's pretty fast, are you in a hurry?"

Hua Manlou said nothing, but twisted his left hand back, and someone's old waist was sore, and he was almost chopped off by the yin and yang side.

The four of them fought together, and Qingqiu had already calmed down his subordinates and dealt with the soldiers down the mountain.But they didn't expect that as soon as they turned around, the elite soldiers brought by Lu Xiaofeng were already climbing up the vines and approaching with their knives raised.

The men and horses led by Xing Chaoen were climbing the mountain, and were blocked by falling rocks and thunderbolts from the mountain. In this way, they were buffered, and they rushed for tens of meters in one go, and the distance from the top of the mountain was only one more time.

"Roar!"

A shout of anger overwhelmed the shouts of all the soldiers, causing the whole mountain to shake, and some soldiers who were fighting fell to the ground, feeling panic in their hearts.Even Qingqiu's subordinates were taken aback.

"Sure enough, it's the Seventh General." Qingqiu held four musical instruments in his hands. He was still standing in the same place amidst the gunpowder smoke, and looked at the Seventh General who was slowly walking towards him. His ears are facing the wind, his mane is standing on end, every step he takes is a deep pit, and the top of the mountain is full of rocks, one can imagine how much strength his foot has.Lu Xiaofeng kicked Zhong Yinyang away, and he was surprised even if he glanced at it.

The Seventh General walked one step away from Qingqiu, staring at the hand of Qingqiu who was at the same level with his huge eyes. He knew these four things. He met his master for the first time in the dense forest. He laughed loudly at it, and the person next to him handed him the pair of bell cymbals. He compared it to its ears with this thing, and laughed more freely, without any fear of its sharp pointed cymbals. tooth.

I have been walking alone in the dense forest for an unknown number of years. From one piece to another, ordinary living things dare not approach it ten feet away, and I have been lonely for this long time.

The second time I saw the master again, he took a piccolo and sat on the tree to watch the moon. It was agitated because of the red and dim moon, but it slowly calmed down in the long and long sound of his piano.You said, should this king fight this battle?This is what he asked the flute when it died down.fight?Aggressiveness is the nature of a ferocious beast, but it has no opponent for a hundred years. Hearing this, he became excited, let go of his voice and roared, let go of his limbs and ran wildly. The red moon was scared away. , tapped its forehead with a piccolo, then pursed its eyebrows and pursed its lips and said, "Okay, this king raises troops, and you will follow this king to become king on the battlefield, how about it?"

And the little violin was dug out from the ruins on a battlefield. The sound of the violin is hoarse, but it has a bit like the voice of the owner after drinking.And every time the owner drinks, he will allow it to run wildly in the forest, and he also runs madly through the forest, striking to make peace, drawing his sword and dancing.The sound of the building is blunt, and the dancing posture is casual. One person and one beast seem to have forgotten all the disputes and loneliness in the world of mortals. They only accompany each other at this moment, and they do what they want with each other and have fun.

The nostalgic eyes moved from the four musical instruments to Qingqiu's face, slowly turning into anger, loss, until hopelessness.Then turned around, it slowly walked towards the stone engraved with the sea of ​​no return, jumped up, looked up at the endless sky, I don't know if it was the blood of the soldiers stained red, or the many visions in the middle of Sichuan, the sky that should be white at this moment, unexpectedly Half of it is crimson like blood, reflected in the eyes, it is a brilliant color, like the face of sunset, making people suddenly blur the time.

"It's broken!" Lu Xiaofeng kicked away Zhong Yinyang who was entangled with him again, looking at this scene, a sense of uneasiness welled up in his heart.At this time, Xing Chaoen's men had already attacked, and there was a scuffle at the top of the mountain.

"What is it going to do?" Huamanlou's fan hit Linglang's wrist, she took off the knife and backed away, resentful but was hit by a pebble by Lu Xiaofeng again, unable to move.Sensing that the atmosphere was different, Hua Manlou also looked at the Stone of No Return.

"Zhizhi!" "Zhizhi!" The dark circles under the eyes that Lu Xiaofeng had just placed in the corner rushed over at some point, stood in front of Lu Hua and the two of them, and shouted anxiously at the Seventh General, no longer indifferent before. The state of knowledge.

Hearing its cry, the Seventh General turned his head, seemed to hesitate for a moment, and then jumped off the stone again, walked over and touched his head with the black eye circle, the black eye circle stretched out its front paws to hug its neck, but because it was too small I can't hold it, and I am very anxious.The Seventh General didn't comfort it, just picked it up, looked up at Lu Xiaofeng, then at Huamanlou, whimpered a few times, as if he was asking, then put the dark circles under the two of them's feet, but he himself Walked back to the stone.

"I can't persuade you anymore!" Lu Xiaofeng picked up the dark circles under his eyes and put them in Huamanlou's arms, then he swept towards the side of the mountain, gathered his inner strength, and shouted down the mountain: "Xing Chaoen, obey my order, and run up the mountain immediately with people. ...." Before he could finish his words, a louder beast roar rang out, which completely overwhelmed his voice, and the whole mountain trembled suddenly, and the soldiers couldn't stand still and began to sway.

"Wait a minute!" Lu Xiaofeng turned around and shouted at the Seventh General, thinking he could buy as much time as possible to avoid more casualties, but as he said before, it was of no avail.

As if he knew that he would never be able to wait for that person again, the person who said he wanted to be king on the battlefield with him, this fierce beast that had only been warm for a moment in his lonely life, could no longer find a trace of meaning in his life at this moment, it roared up to the sky, the roar Earth-shattering, weeping and bleeding, it seems that this voice full of longing and melancholy has been wanted to reach the sky, go straight to the underworld, and convey it to the soul that will never return.

With its last cry, this unnamed mountain, which suppressed the soul of its owner and let it guard alone for 200 years, collapsed just like that. Cracks and cracks exposed the crimson stone beneath the ground, which seemed to be full of blood. The soldiers screamed endlessly, their flesh and blood were so horrible that they became hell on earth in an instant.The bamboo sea in the past was also buried in Dashu, a desolate and desolate scene. Originally, the flowers bloomed and the bamboos disappeared, and it would be restored in more than ten years. Now it is buried by mountains and rocks, but it is unknown when it will grow. Perhaps, it will be so completely decayed.

Lu Xiaofeng took Hua Manlou's arm and told him to be careful where he stepped, at this moment all words would be overwhelmed by this roar, so it's better to just watch the shattering in silence.

Blood overflowed from the Seventh General's mouth, dyeing the feathers red, and his roar gradually became lower, as if he had come to an end.

Seeing that the mountain was collapsing more and more, Lu Hua, Qingqiu and others couldn't stand still, so they had to retreat, and they could save one or two soldiers on the way, regardless of whether it was the court or the rebels , Save those who can live.

It finally fell to the ground, and it was almost close to the original tent in Zhuhai. It can be seen how high the mountain is and how thoroughly it collapsed.

The black eye circle in his arms was still screaming and screaming, struggling to go up the mountain, Hua Manlou hugged it tightly, and looked at the mountain together with Lu Xiaofeng, the last mournful roar spread across the vast ruins, entangled in mid-air However, the figures of the seven generals in the ruins gradually faded away, and they went to the deeper mountains behind this mountain. Their backs were still tall and straight, their footsteps were still steady and strong, but they had the solemnity and determination of a lonely figure.

Since the world can no longer wait for the master, it is better to look for it in Huangquan Biluo.

When its figure disappeared into the vast mountains, the dark circles under its eyes also quieted down, as if the panic and anxiety just now came out of nowhere, and now it was leaning on Huamanlou's shoulder, tilting its head and rolling its eyes, thinking—who is that? Ah, why does it seem to let it hug?

"It shouldn't have lived with its parents since it was a child." Lu Xiaofeng touched the dark circles under his eyes, and then sighed, "I don't know what this little thing will look like?" Will it become lonely like its father one day? King?

"I wish it could live a simple life." Hua Manlou disagreed.

"That's right." Yu Xi was still powdered on his face, and leaned over white, "Most hybrid animals are thin and small, and they don't give birth to babies. You see, this dark circle doesn't look much like its father. It’s not going anywhere.”

As if to confirm the words of the two of them, the dark circles began to stretch their paws to wash their faces like a cat, very busy.

"That's not necessarily true." Lu Xiaofeng smiled lightly, Feng Huan's tail brushed against the paw of the black eye, it bared its teeth slightly, and continued to wash its face.

Ximen Chuuxue came down again before going up the mountain, saving many people on the way, but also suffered heavy casualties.At this time, he was helping Xing Chaoen to search and rescue the soldiers who were still buried in the ground. Seeing them chatting, a gravel was thrown over, and the three of them turned their heads in shock.

Looking at it, I feel that I don't know what to say. Not only Xing Chaoen's soldiers, but also most of the opponent's people were buried in it. Now there are more or less only a hundred or so people left on both sides, and they are all defeated. Sympathy.Standing behind Qingqiu was Zhong Yinyang who had been beaten to shame by Lu Xiaofeng, while Linglong hugged Linglang whose forehead was smashed.The bad thing that made Lu Xiaofeng secretly think was that he didn't know where the gray-robed man had gone.

"Lord Qing, we meet again." Lu Xiaofeng walked over.

Qingqiu seems to have not yet woken up from the shock. She has planned for many years and sacrificed countless sacrifices. She has always abided by the precepts of her ancestors. When the time comes, please return to the Seventh General so that she can fight freely. For this, generations of people have been exhausted. Make the last effort with your faith, if you succeed, you will regain glory, if you fail, you will be buried everywhere.But now that the seven generals have returned and the battle has begun, all victories, defeats, honors and disgraces have been buried under the mountain in an instant, just like a cloud of dust pouring on a spark that has just lit up, it goes out instantly, and there is no trace of rekindling. hope.

Hearing Lu Xiaofeng's words, he seemed to have reacted for a while before he realized it. The subordinates who escaped from behind were also shocked. The brothers who had fought bloody battles just now were all swallowed up by the rocks.

"Your Excellency is awake from this yellow beam dream?" Lu Xiaofeng took a full view of Qingqiu's expression, the smile faded away, and suddenly said coldly.

Qing Qiu trembled all over, as if coughing again, clutching his chest and coughing violently in a low voice, his originally pale face was extremely red, which further accentuated the panic and despair in his eyes.Zhong Yinyang stepped forward to help him, but his face was gloomy, but he refused to admit defeat: "Brother, we can't give up. Even if we die desperately, we must fulfill his will for King Yunliu. At worst, we will follow the underground. See you!" The ancestors who went to the underworld have no shame!"

Qingqiu seemed to be moved by his words, and a glimmer of light lit up in his dim eyes.

"At a time like this, shouldn't you be thinking about how to save people?" Hua Manlou who came up was the one who spoke. General Ai, let so many people be buried under the mountain, if King Yunliu is alive again, he would rather these soldiers bleed on the battlefield than lose their lives in vain."

Qingqiu gritted his teeth so he didn't vomit blood. Looking up the mountain, he found that the imperial army was not re-arming at all at this time, but was digging everywhere with long knives, and rescued a person after catching them. I forgot that this was still a battlefield full of killings just now.

"Who am I supposed to be, it turns out that you, a scholar, are traitors to the country!"

Xing Chaoen was instructing to save people, when he suddenly heard the movement here, he was so angry that he drew his knife and slashed here.

"Sure enough." Lu Xiaofeng first blocked Xing Chaoen's knife, then smiled knowingly, and looked at Qingqiu: "Muchuan Mansion is a majestic county town, An Neng is controlled by people without the outside world noticing it, you must be the county magistrate of Muchuan, right?" ?”

"It's him with a white eye!" Xing Chaoen was furious, "I told Lord Li earlier that this kid has a gloomy face and hides his martial arts. Sure enough, today has become a disaster!" Mr. Li should be talking about Li Min, the chief envoy of Sichuan.

Qingqiu finally came to his senses at this moment, his frowning brows loosened, but there was still a crease, looking at the devastation everywhere, he said hoarsely: "I am not from the imperial dynasty, how can I be considered a traitor? Inhumanity and injustice have become a fact, so there will be no disloyalty or filial piety." After speaking, he pushed away Zhong Yinyang's hand that was supporting him, and ordered him to regroup his troops, as if he was going to give up here and leave.

"If your mother can walk as far as Mu Chuan today, grandpa will take your surname!"

Xing Chaoen swung his sword forward, and it stuck in front of Qingqiu.

Lu Xiaofeng didn't stop him this time—since it started here, it will end here, and there is no need to let the tiger go back to the mountain to make more entanglements.

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Look at the god dog Xiaoqi, although the plot is sloppy, but Ma Dan shed a basket of tears... Animals have feelings, let alone humans?