Has Marquis Anping been beaten today?

Di Jia Ao Teman suddenly felt a chill on his neck, a cold light flashed in front of his eyes, and his heart skipped a beat.

His pupils shrank suddenly, and he turned his head suddenly. Where was Jiang Yue's figure, standing in front of him was a man with a majestic orchid and a jade tree, with a handsome appearance.

The man is exactly Xie Fan.

"How's it going? Have you played enough?" Xie Yan increased his strength in his hands, and glanced coldly at Di Jia Ao Teman.

Di Jia Ao Te came back to his senses, met Xie Fan's eyes, pondered for a while, and smiled brightly: "It's a nightmare technique, but I thought that King An was so vulnerable that he couldn't even open the barrier. Isn't His Royal Highness going to save your sweetheart? If you don't go, it will be too late."

"Or does King An have other plans?"

Xie Wen's eyes turned cold, and he raised his hand to slap Di Jiaao Teman a few times, saying: "For the safety of the people of the two countries, I will not kill you. But I will never let you go, together with the person behind you, I'm going to settle for his stuff."

Di Jiaaote glared at Xie Fan angrily, and said with a cold snort: "Some things are really out of your hands, you see when you arrive in the northwest, what things are as you wish?"

"Not to mention Jiang Jingyun, look at what he looks like now. He has been tormented by a group of people and has no power to fight back, hiss—"

Xie Yan raised his sword and pierced Dijia Aoteman's chest without saying a word, the hand holding the sword hilt turned rapidly, the muffled sound of flesh and blood tearing made his scalp numb.

Di Jiaao Te was so painful that his body kept shaking, and his back was dripping with cold sweat.

"Thank you, why are you bothering?" Di Jiaaote twitched the corner of his mouth in pain, "All this is only good for you."

Xie Fan didn't bother to talk nonsense with him, he urged Ti Jia Ao Teman to tie him up, kicked him downstairs, but was caught by the guards below.

Xie Fan tapped his toes and landed on a tree not far from the high-rise building. He lowered his head and glanced at the man who was sitting on the branch with his arms folded and pretending to sleep. He patted his face with his scabbard and said, "I I didn't let you come here to sleep, and if you don't open your eyes, you will never have to open them again."

Hearing this, the man's eyelashes trembled.He yawned with an attitude of just waking up, looked lazily at Xie Han, and pretended to be sad and complained: "Disturbing people's dreams, Xie Shuyu, I have left my brother all this way! Come here to help you, and you treat me like this?"

"Don't talk nonsense, there's no time. I'm not good at magic circles, and I know very little. Do you know what kind of formation it is?" Xie Man raised his head and glanced at the spider web on the sky that was temporarily trapped by his magic circle. .

He glanced again at the group of people who kept running away like ants on a hot pot but couldn't find the exit at all. His gaze finally settled on Jiang Jingyun who was being held up by them, and his brows frowned.

Lu Jiusi originally wanted to make his friend feel relieved, but seeing his friend's appearance, he immediately restrained his thoughts, and said seriously: "This is not a powerful formation, but it is vicious. The name of this formation is 'Fear Spirit', which was created by Qianqiu Kingdom Secret technique. A few years ago, because of the drought in the Qianqiu Kingdom, riots broke out among the people, and the people revolted one after another. At that time, Di Jiada, the lord of the Qianqiu Kingdom, came to power by using shady means, and few people obeyed him. This happened again, and rumors continued for a while, which was quite criticized."

"Di Jiada is also an unreasonable player. He directly sent troops to suppress it and activated the Dread Spirit Formation. In order to take care of the soldiers at that time, the Dread Spirit Formation did not cause any harm to monks, but only affected ordinary people. Therefore, those trapped It didn’t take long for the people in the formation to become bones. I heard that it was as high as a two-story building.”

Xie Wen asked: "Then is there a solution to this formation?"

Lu Jiusi paused for a moment, with a complicated expression on his face, and said slowly: "After all the people trapped in the formation are dead, they will be released automatically. Apart from this, there is no other way."

After a short period of silence, Xie Yan caught a glimpse of one place from the corner of his eye, his expression was slightly stagnant, a trace of darkness flashed in his eyes, he looked at Lu Jiusi, raised his mouth slightly, and said, "No, there is a solution."

"How to solve it?" Lu Jiusi became excited when he heard it.

Xie Nan smiled but said nothing, and flew in the direction of the Dread Spirit Formation with Qinggong.

"Could you be thinking of replacing Jiang Jingyun with yourself?" Lu Jiusi was startled, and hurriedly chased after him, "Those people are crazy now."

At this time, there was another strange sound in the air, and the ghost's hand was suddenly split open and divided into thousands of palms.The dense spider silk made a comeback even more crazily.

Seeing this, the people who were constantly looking for a way out got their hearts pumped up again, scrambling to stand under Jiang Jingyun. Some who couldn't squeeze could only rely on the sword in their hand, and unceremoniously plunged into Jiang Jingyun's flesh and blood, hungrily. The overflowing blood was smeared on his face with satisfaction, dancing with joy.

A twelve or thirteen-year-old boy looked at Jiang Jingyun's body that was constantly twitching due to pain, and his hand holding the knife froze. His eyes lingered on him for a while, only to realize that there was no good place, even his ten fingers were covered with blood. It was cut open with a knife, and none of the nails were intact.

Jiang Jingyun opened his eyes in a daze, and happened to collide with the boy's eyes. He was stunned, and slowly raised his hand to him.

The young man stared at Jiang Jingyun fixedly, his nose turned sore, his eyes flushed, he shook his head, took a few steps back, and distanced himself from Jiang Jingyun.

"What are you hiding? Hurry up! It took you a long time to send you to the front." The boy's father's eyes were bloodshot, like a beast in the mountains drinking blood.He pushed the young man into the crowd, and urged impatiently, "That thing is coming again, if there is no more blood, we will die. Hurry up, you are small, if you drill in, remember to pierce deeper."

The young man turned his head and glanced at the unfamiliar father beside him, his throat felt a little congested, and then looked at the dying Jiang Jingyun. Regardless of his father's abuse, he ran towards the opposite direction of the crowd and stopped for a while.

"Did your brain get kicked by a donkey or caught by a door? Are you looking for death? Come here quickly!"

He straightened his back, met his father's angry gaze, let go of his hand suddenly, dropped the blood-stained knife in his hand, raised his foot and kicked it away fiercely.

"What are you going crazy about!" Seeing this, the boy's father was furious, and wanted to go forward to pull the boy back, but when he saw the spider web protruding from the air again, he immediately withdrew his foot again.

"I won't go!" The boy clenched his fists and said stubbornly, "Why? Why do you have to rely on him to survive! Wouldn't he be in pain? Dad, he is also a human being, and he will be in pain! Look at him , he is dying!"

As he spoke, the boy's tears rolled down his face, washing his ashen cheeks.

"This is what he should have done!" The boy's father replied confidently, "It is all because of him that we have fallen to this point. Even if he dies, he deserves what he deserves. This is his fate!"

"That's right!" Someone echoed, "Now that he can save us, even if he dies, it should be done. It is already a great kindness for us not to blame him."

"That's right, what right does he have to blame us? We are in Linglong County well, if he hadn't rushed in rashly, how could we have suffered like this? He just wants to rely on us to give him a good name. We don't blame him, It’s an honor for him to help us now.”

"If you want to die, we won't stop you. It's fine if you die. But you shouldn't speak for this sinner. Look at your father's current appearance. One of his hands is broken. You also It’s not small, but anyone who has a little self-consciousness about being a son of man would not say such things.”

"It's you who asked him to save you!" The young man blushed from everyone's words. He didn't know whether he was ashamed or annoyed. His thin body couldn't help shaking, like a small animal that was cornered. , even though he was single and weak, he still refused to admit defeat and shouted at them hoarsely.

"You were the ones who cried and begged him, begged him to save you!" The young man pointed his fingers one by one in the crowd, "Madam Liu, you were hung on the tower before, and you begged King Jing not to anger the rebels with your nose and tears. Let him save you down."

"Uncle Li, you were stabbed at that time, and you were unconvinced and rushed forward to take revenge, but you were surrounded by rebels, and you were beaten until your nose was bruised and your face was swollen. It was King Jing who rescued you!"

"And Uncle Chen, all five of your family were rescued by King Jing. At that time, King Jing was unfortunately injured, and you took your wife and children to kneel on the ground and kowtowed, saying that you would be like a cow and a horse to repay the king's great kindness. Grandpa Li... "

The young man counted everyone's previous attitudes towards Jiang Jingyun. He didn't know how they were feeling, but the more he talked, the more sad he felt.

"Where is the prince trying to harm you, he is saving you! He has been saving you at your request!" The young man broke down in tears, "but what are you doing? In order to survive, you stabbed the knife at your own body Benefactor, you still keep saying to forgive him. Why! What qualifications do you have to talk about forgiveness! What qualifications do we have to say forgiveness!"

"He is not wrong! He is a hero! He has always been Qingqiu's hero!"

When everyone heard the words, they looked at each other in dismay.

When the mask that has been worn all the time is taken off, those invisible things can only be covered up with anger and indifference.

"Don't pay attention to him, he's crazy." The boy's father looked at the boy coldly, and said coldly, "If he wants to die, let him die."

The spider silk poured down like a torrential rain, and the crowd frantically flocked to Jiang Jingyun.

The young man raised his head to look at the sky, looked at the black spider silk, then lowered his head to look at Jiang Jingyun, the corners of his mouth slowly opened, and his eyes were filled with moving light.

Feeling something, Jiang Jingyun raised his eyelids again and met the boy's eyes.

"My lord." The young man saluted Jiang Jingyun respectfully, "I offended you so much before, I'm really sorry, I'm sorry."

Jiang Jingyun wanted to speak, but his throat felt as if it had been scorched by a raging fire, and the pain was unbearable.

The young man smiled nonchalantly, raised his hand to wipe away his tears, sucked his nose, and continued: "My lord, you are a hero, a great hero. If possible, I don't want you to be such a great hero, because you are too tired. "

While the young man was speaking, the intricate spider threads like tree roots, like Shura from hell, stood gloomily behind him, binding him tightly, and the dark red liquid flowed out from the gap.

Frightened screams erupted from the crowd.

"My lord." The boy's face became distorted and hideous because of the pain.He said intermittently, "Death...compared with the human heart...not at all...not...terrible..."

In an instant, the boy had turned into a bone of bones.

At the same time, even weirder things happened.

Those spider threads loosened from the boy's bones and did not leave. Instead, they invited friends and companions to attract more spider threads, and they rushed towards the crowd in unison.

Even with Jiang Jingyun's protection this time, it didn't help at all.

Even those who were carrying Jiang Jingyun were still restrained.

Someone shouted in despair: "It's useless! It's useless! Ah!"

Before he finished speaking, the spider's thread suddenly tightened, and the whole person was shrouded in endless fear, so much so that he forgot what was wrong.

In a daze, a fast black shadow passed by, and the forgotten Jiang Jingyun suddenly disappeared.

Lu Jiusi, who was catching up, stopped for a moment at the black shadow that was weaving between the spider threads, and then looked at Jiang Jingyun who was carried on his back by Wuchang.

Wuchang approached Lu Jiusi with Jiang Jingyun on his back, and said, "Lord Lu, my lord has something to ask for."

Lu Jiusi said: "If you don't help take care of the widow, no matter how good a brother is."

"My prince means that he wants Prince Lu to take care of King Jing for a period of time." Wuchang said, "After the matter settles down, he will definitely pick it up in person."

Lu Jiusi's face turned pale, his voice was a little hoarse, and he said, "It's not too bad, I agree."

The author has something to say:

Gouzi: Which capable person can unravel this fear spirit formation?

Lu Jiusi: (sneering) It's definitely not me, and it won't be the one I want to take back.

Chen Wuji: Not me either.

Acknowledgment: Can I suspect that the silly dog ​​is playing tricks?

Gouzi: Don't worry upstairs, I don't have that brain.