Mozun's sultry whitewashing strategy

On the battlefield, no one cares whether the massacre is a sin or not.

When the swords met, there was blood all over the sky, and the swords slashed all over the sky, no one regarded the other as the same kind, the stumps twitched on the ground, the blood seeped into the yellow sand, and finally turned into stiff corpses and were trampled to pieces by people and horses.

Day and night, blood flowed like a river.

Killing makes people jealous, but no one is willing to compromise.

Li Qu, the young emperor who was newly enthroned last night, was not yet eight years old, and was trembling in Li Feng's arms with fright.

Prime Minister Zuo also disappeared, Taixitai was closed tightly, all hopes were extinguished, and everyone was peacefully waiting for death.

The ghosts of the dead fled into the palace and climbed up the high platform along the red wall.

On the high platform, the black robe was blown slightly by the wind, the silver lotus ghost, and the person under the exquisite mask were staring at the war with downcast eyes.

The slender figure melted into the dead silence, watching the dead souls crowding through the cracks of the spells around him, shouting in his ears.

Really noisy.

I didn't kill it.

The urgent report could not enter Taixitai, the dead souls were noisy enough, and Yuan Shiwu had no time to save the common people.

With his fingertips, he played with the skulls on the Ten Thousand Sounds of Bone Bells, listening to them chattering about their crimes.

Like every dying person, summing up his life.

In his life, his life was really not very good. The blood on his hands was enough to prevent him from going to hell.

But where can I go?

Fortunately, Qin Lin would want him.

Yuan Fifteen swiped his long finger, sneaked away amidst the wailing of thousands of dry bone bells, and took a look at the scene where the Huguo Temple was still safe.

Qin Lin was still sitting under the bodhi tree reading a book. The tree had been watered by him with magical techniques over the past few years, but it was only big enough to cover two people.

Qin Lin didn't know anything, he was definitely still waiting for him to go home, and today, during the Mid-Autumn Festival, he could rush back to give him a firework.

Just kidding, how can I rush back like this.

The soldiers in Xilin died, as well as those in Beishuo and Nanjiang. In order to activate the mass grave, Chu Mingxiu and Chu Yu made a lot of calculations.

Who knows if Chu Mingxiu wants to be resurrected, but Chu Yu wants to die.

It is clear.

There is also a traitor in Zhongzhou, how can he win?

Anyway, left and right are going to die, anyway, what should come will always come.

Yuan Shiwu tapped the dead soul that got into the gap of the spell with his fingertips, and it instantly shattered into ashes.

You see, life is so fragile, how difficult it is to protect.

Suddenly, outside the barrier of spells that spread golden light, there was the sound of eager footsteps, and a person walked from the golden light, "Fifteen, save him, I beg you."

He Mian's voice was hoarse and bitter, Yuan Shiwu lazily raised his eyes, he almost didn't recognize the beast in front of him, but his attention still fell on the person in He Mian's arms, "Help him! ?”

"Save him..." He Mian said more urgently than when he wanted to usurp the throne, "No matter what the price is."

"The last time you said that," Yuan Shiwu thought about it, "you wanted him to die, no matter what the price. Now that you got the keel, are you going back on your word?"

"I can give you the keel." He Mian placed the person in his arms next to the high platform, walked over, and handed Yuan Shishi a shiny and translucent bone.

"Since you have taken it all," Yuan Shiwu only glanced at it, somewhat disdainful, "What? Don't put it in purgatory? The dragon bone can pull me in, and the exercises you have calculated for so many years are all yours , Zhongzhou, Sihai...you don’t want it anymore?”

"Fifteen, save him." The beast in clothes took off its disguise, and after all it was just like a beast in the vicissitudes of life, "If you don't want to be trapped in the Taixi Tower forever, you save him, save him, and I will break the seal of the mirror of delusion .”

"Don't save." Yuan Shiwu touched the spell in front of him with his fingertips, and immediately ignited a fire, burning his skin and flesh to charred black, "I don't care."

"You don't care? Where's Master Qin?"

Yuan Shiwu withdrew his fingertips and paused, "You can't move Huguo Temple."

"Of course I can't move. You put all your seven successes in the Huguo Temple. That place is safe." He Mian finally showed his true colors, "But if Master Qin knows that the blood is flowing in rivers outside Zhongzhou City, you can say that his sage Can you still read the book?"

"Tell me, if he knows, what will he think of you if you stand idly by and disregard the lives of the common people?"

Yuan Shiwu chuckled, "What does the common people have to do with me? Besides, he won't know."

If he can still get out, he will use the old method to make him forget, if he can't get out, it just so happens that Yuan Shiwu will evaporate from Qin Lin's life forever.

"is it?"

He Mian suddenly started laughing, laughing and laughing, and finally shed a few tears in the maniacal smile, "Should I say Master Qin is innocent? Or are you two deeply in love?"

He Mian suddenly waved his sleeves and pointed at "Li Ze" lying beside him. The corpse gradually became alive and began to struggle slightly. Yuan Shishi could hear a thin, distressing signal, "Ah Yuan..."

——Qin Lin!

This beast exchanged the spiritual consciousness of the two with the delusional mirror!

"What do you want to do?!"

"Fifteen, we grew up together, you know, when I was in Chang'an Street, I planned for the great ambitions at the age of seven, and when I was 14, I made every step of the way, and it took only a year for the little emperor I wanted to be on the board. Ji." He Mian ignored the strength on his neck and continued to talk to himself, "You have been looking for him for so many years, why do you think you met Master Qin in that year?"

The black energy looming around Yuan Shiwuzhou was struggling, his palm pierced through the talisman, was licked and scorched by the flames, and seized He Mian's neck as soon as he exerted force, "I advise you not to touch him, I can let him Live, let you die."

"Then die together?" He Mian snapped his fingers, Qin Lin curled up on the ground and coughed twice, "I'll be buried with Ozawa, Master Qin will die for you, it's not bad."

"You can be buried with him." Yuan Shiwu's pupils turned completely red, and he laughed, evil spirit seeped into his bones and blood, "Brother will not die, no one can touch him."

The strength of Yuan Shiwu's hand is getting stronger little by little.

Very good, he is out of control, He Mian smiled satisfied.

"A Yuan!" Qin Lin endured the discomfort of the Gu worms biting his body, and slowly got up, "Don't kill people..."

"Brother..." Yuan Shiwu tilted his head, his red eyes faded a lot after seeing Qin Lin again, and he explained in a gentle voice, "If I don't kill him, I will scare him."

Qin Lin finally struggled to stand up, and said with great restraint, "Prime Minister Zuo, Zhongzhou is now bleeding like a river, such a fight will only hurt both sides, let Yuan Shiwu go and let him save people first, no matter what you want is the world or your majesty." , incomplete, ultimately not good."

After that, he took out a short knife from nowhere and put it on his neck.

"Don't touch him!" After being startled for a moment, He Mian immediately came back to his senses. The one holding the knife was Mr. Qin who wouldn't even trample on an ant to death. Why is he panicking?

He smiled confidently, "How could Master Qin do it?"

"If Prime Minister He speaks politely, I won't move." Qin Lin's eyes kept falling on Yuan Shiwu's hand licked by the spell, which made him feel distressed. "You also know what Yuan Shiwu means to me. What, I am willing to die for him, and naturally I am also willing to lay down the butcher knife for him."

The blade drew a light red mark on the thin white neck of "Li Ze". Qin Linqiang pretended to be calm, but at this moment his fingertips were still trembling slightly.

He believes in gods and Buddhas, and in the cause and effect of good and evil.

But for that bad boy, he gave up everything.

The smell of blood came out first-rate, and the souls of the dead around began to crawl towards "Li Ze" in search of the smell.

"Brother!" Yuan Shiwu pulled He Mian into the barrier, and watched his face licked by the fire, "Untie it!"

He Mian also wanted to protect Li Ze's body.

He crippled Li Ze for the rest of his life. In the end, if he couldn't even keep his body, then there would really be nothing left between them...

His face was licked by the flames, and his flesh and blood were almost burnt. After chanting the spell intermittently, the array of golden light suddenly collapsed.

Yuan Shiwu threw him aside and hurriedly hugged Qin Lin in his arms. Qin Lin raised his eyes to look at him, but his eyes made him suddenly feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

——That look is very similar to Xi Ci, cold and clear, and no emotion can be seen in it.

"Brother... Are you frightened?" Yuan Shiwu comforted Qin Lin's hair over and over again, "My fault, I am here, I will protect you, don't be afraid..."

"Yuan Shiwu." "Li Ze"'s body, even if Qin Lin used his will to support it, it was difficult to make a big move, but Yuan Shiwu still felt Qin Lin gently push him, "City Outside, save people."

"Brother..." Yuan Shiwu's words were blocked by Qin Lin's eyes, and he asked uneasily for a moment, "What about you?"

"I'm fine," Qin Lin said, "go save someone."

According to the legend, he was born as Fuze of Zhongzhou.

But he is like a canary raised in the garden by Yuan Shiwu. The stability in this world that Yuan Shiwu constructed for him is turned upside down at this moment, as if tearing apart the mourner behind him, making him helpless and helpless.

He thought that he was not Zhongzhou's blessing, but because Yuan Shiwu was his blessing, so he could use his light to protect this place.

"No." The dead souls crawling around were scattered by Yuan Shiwu's sleeve, Qin Lin suddenly grabbed his cuff, where there was still the silver lotus embroidered by him, "If Zhongzhou falls, I will not be able to survive."

A person who clearly has no strength to restrain a chicken, but is so threatening.

Yuan Fifteen is really cowardly.

"Don't be angry, I'll save you." Yuan Shiwu finally felt helpless, and pressed his forehead against Qin Lin's. Qin Lin felt that his spiritual consciousness was wrapped in layers...

"You want to..."

"You have to remember this time." Yuan Shiwu rubbed against his forehead, "Okay, I've given you [-]% of my spiritual knowledge. If something happens to you, I will die for love."

The talisman dyed the last trace of bright yellow, Yuan Shiwu placed the person in a safe place, and he stepped down step by step on the high steps of the Taixi Terrace.

The black shadow Qin Lin couldn't see, but climbed up Yuan Shiwu's feet... entangled... like asking for help, but also like asking for his life, and then seeped into Yuan Shiwu's flesh and blood bit by bit with blood and resentment...

The redness in his pupils became thicker and thicker, and finally it couldn't melt anymore.

His thin consciousness was struggling, and he silently recited "Xi Ci" countless times in his heart. This is what he recited about the common people in the mountains and rivers, and he prefers him, so he loves the house and the crow.

Yuan Shiwu blocked the soldiers who had not yet besieged the city, and urged Yan Wu to deal with the remaining soldiers on the battlefield.

He didn't want to watch Yan Wu and Chu Yu's bitter love scene, so he hurried back to the Taixi Terrace dragging his blood stained body.

But he didn't expect He Mian to be so crazy that he wanted to use the mass grave to revive Li Ze.

The two "corpses" were placed in the center of the formation, and the glowing spells hit the two of them one after another like burning red marks.

The black souls of the dead frantically rushed towards Taixitai, the black crows gathered for some reason, covering the blue sky into night, and the bone bells were tinkling...

Yuan Shiwu went completely mad, he hit the scepter into the center of the formation, and all the dead souls running in the formation were sucked in by the thousands of dry bone bells.

Wansheng Dry Bone Bell was one with him, and too much evil qi eroded his mind... He needs more of this bloody aura.

With a curse-like blackness all over him, he pulled He Mian over, narrowed his red eyes slightly, "Say don't touch him."

After all, before He Mian had time to activate the delusional mirror, Yuan Shiwu lightly twisted his neck.

The black soul crawled out of the body, and finally merged into the inextricable threads of Yuan Shiwu's evil thoughts.

Then, Yuan Fifteen killed all the living beings in Zhongzhou.

Finally, in the sudden thunder and rainstorm.

He became a devil.

Everyone in the reincarnation is dead, and the universe mirror starts to operate, with the formation as the center, replacing the world layer by layer...

Before Yuan Shiwu took a step, the world behind him began to collapse. The rain couldn't wash away the blood stains all over his body. He walked to the center of the formation and crushed the spiritual consciousness occupying Qin Lin's body. He wanted to replace his Xici go back.

The scene shrunk to the end, and Gudu climbed onto the broken wall, shouting——

【elder brother!Come out quickly!Come out and you can return to reality! 】

Gu Xun picked up the complete Xici and said, "But I don't want to go back."

"I want to bring him back to Yanling, he hasn't watched the fireworks for this year."

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