I see the snow

Yin Hun still has a strong inexplicable rejection of Sheng Yang's city, but if compared with Mu Ziling, the latter scares them a little more.

The nobles of Yunyan, who had no choice but to catch up with the ducks, rushed to the battlefield helplessly.

However, as soon as they approached a certain distance, they seemed to have touched some invisible barrier, screaming and wanting to back away——

Mu Ziling immediately suppressed them with the blood contract, forcing them to have no way to escape. In just a few seconds, the ghosts died down, like a fistful of fresh snow melting into the air.

With a blank expression on his face, Mu Ziling stretched out his hand to pinch a few more dead souls, and piled them on the barrier recklessly.It seems that using soul piles will pile up a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, forcing them to break this formation.

At the same time, down the slope against the wind, the scuffle continued.

It was probably the first time for Liang Cheng's soldiers to see such a strange situation. It was okay at first, but gradually they saw their comrades screaming and being pulled into the ground, and the psychological bottom line of fear began to collapse.

"...What are these things..."

Someone shouted in horror: "Gong Ziyin, Gong Ziyin! Isn't he the best at these things!!"

"Has Young Master Yin betrayed... This is his ghost soldier!"

Suspicions and cries of pain came and went, and morale was about to collapse.

At the critical moment, Qin Yi suddenly raised his halberd to stab deeply, and stabbed hard at a place on the bottom of the sand with a "pounce".Blood immediately dripped from the sand, and when the halberd was pulled out again, it brought out a dead body with a pierced head!

"...Calm down."

Panting, Qin Yi threw away the long halberd with the Sand Nightmare in it, and picked up another one from the ground: "This thing can't move if its head is nailed."

The surrounding soldiers' eyes were full of shock and astonishment. Although they were still apprehensive looking at the motionless white corpse, they finally stabilized their situation.

Qin Yi's face was covered with blood, and during the fight, he indifferently wiped off the greasy blood on his palms with his battle robe, then clamped his horse again, and charged into Sheng Yang's encirclement.

He could see the place where Mu Ziling was standing, on the top of the slope, there was a long, slender and snow-white shadow.

However, just as Mu Ziling knows that he and Qin Yi don't have much friendship, so does Qin Yi's understanding of their relationship.

He didn't think that Mu Ziling would find a way to support him, although they had a contract: Mu Ziling would help him attack the city, and he would give Mu Ziling a place of protection.

But Qin Yi felt that Mu Ziling had probably skipped the ticket by now.

"The yellow sand wears golden armor in a hundred battles..."

The young emperor in pitch-black armor raised his halberd and shouted sharply: "...until you break Loulan, you will never return it!! Liang Cheng's good boys, rush into the city with you alone!!"

Tens of thousands of soldiers responded in unison, shouting together with the blunt sound of swords piercing into the body, which together became an insignificant footnote on this page of history books.

In the 11th year of Huai'an, under the personal leadership of Qin Yi, Liang Cheng fought a bloody battle with Sheng Yang at Chifeng Pass.This battle established the distribution pattern of Zhonglu for the next hundred years, and the battle was extremely fierce.

When they started to confront each other, it was Maoshi when the sky was not completely bright, and when the setting sun was like blood, the battle continued.

"It's so tenacious..."

On the tall and prosperous city tower, Wang Weiliang watched the battle outside the wall, with a slight look of surprise and admiration in his eyes: "Can a human body of flesh and blood actually fight against ghost soldiers? This is equivalent to one With such courage, it's no wonder that Liang Chengneng has risen rapidly in his hands."

His eyes followed the bloody figure straddling the horse and rushing forward all the time. His tone of voice didn't know what it meant, it seemed a little sour and a little disdainful:

"Qin Yi, he talks nonsense, and people live like ghosts—isn't he afraid of death?"

The lieutenant at the side hurriedly flattered: "Maybe it's because I've been hanging around with that Mu Ziling ghost for a long time, and I've been contaminated with Yin energy."

Wang Weiliang laughed, and casually asked the silent boy on the other side: "Where are the children on the city wall, are they all right?"

The boy nodded: "I used a lot of 'inventory', but the barrier is still there."

Wang Weiliang was very satisfied, and said quite complacently: "I knew that there must be something we can emulate in the relationship between Gong Ziyin and his elder brother. As long as I have my official here, Mu Ziling wants to break through the last city of Chifengguan. It's wishful thinking!"

The young man lowered his eyes and looked very docile.

Only when Wang Weiliang spoke confidently, his eyes moved slightly, but soon, this trace of strangeness disappeared very quickly.

Night fell slowly, the sky turned from orange to dark, and the blood-red sunset was about to fall down the mountain.

"Isn't Liang Jun going to be overwhelmed?"

Wang Weiliang looked at the beacon fire in the distance, and said quite comfortably: "Tonight we will put on a grand display——"

However, before his words fell to the ground, the invisible barrier outside Shengyang City suddenly "boomed" and trembled slightly, as if hit by something——

Immediately afterwards, there was an even bigger tremor, and the children standing on the city wall cried out in pain, vomited blood without warning, and fell backwards!

At the same time, Mu Ziling stood indifferently on the slope.

The evening wind blew his hair slightly, and there was a vague smell of blood from the battlefield in the air.

Mu Ziling's eyes were indifferent and calm, even though he had lost a lot of ghosts in his hands this day, the little ghosts who usually like to haunt him so much didn't dare to come out and wander around at this moment.

A'Zhu wrapped it around his lonely wrist, yawned lazily, and opened his mouth when Mu Ziling suddenly pinched it, and the ground also trembled loudly.

Seeing that the invisible barrier that had always stood in front of them finally collapsed, a smile slowly appeared in Mu Ziling's cold eyes again.

"The sun is going down."

Mu Ziling said in a soft voice, he clasped his fingers together, and the dense green flames immediately appeared behind him. In the dark sky, the cinnabar tear mole under the corner of his eye also became obsessive, as if it was about to cry.

Holding the seven inches of the Snake King with cold fingers, Mu Ziling put it on his shoulder and said with a smile:

"Now, it's my hour."

Those who practice witchcraft should choose night time more, when the Yin Qi is strong here, they can get things done.

...Anyone with a bit of common sense will know when those psychics who keep their heads down and drive out little ghosts like to be active most.

It's just because Mu Ziling is so strong, he never chooses the time to kill people and slaughter cities, and he also manipulates ghost soldiers and generals in broad daylight as usual, making people forget that night is when he is the most powerful!

With 4 people in Shengyang and 3 people in Liang Cheng, nearly 7 people saw Gong Ziyin's appearance of "expelling all ghosts and causing ten thousand poisons" for the first time in a living state.

I saw that the sun had just set, and it was suddenly dark.

There was no moon overhead, the wind started to blow from nowhere, and the laughter of women and children could be heard from far or near.

"...I'm hungry, Fenghuang."

"Eat...? Eat..."

"Let's start, hurry up and start...!"

The strange and erratic voice was faintly visible, the soldiers on the battlefield were slightly stiff, and the battlefield, which was fighting fiercely, suddenly fell silent.

After a while, I didn't know which Shengyang person was the first to shout: "Don't be afraid! Don't be afraid, sons and daughters! Don't play tricks and kill them!!"

He shouted loudly and swung his knife. The Liang Cheng soldier who had intersected with his weapon gritted his teeth to resist, but suddenly, the strength disappeared——

But the Sheng Yang man who swung the knife felt that his knife had landed on a soft place, and the next moment, he felt a sharp pain in his abdomen——

I saw that his body was suddenly cut horizontally from the armpits to the waist and hips, but the arc of the knife was exactly the same as his own swinging trajectory!

...It was he who killed himself!

"Ha ha ha ha."

Such a horrific scene, but some children giggled and laughed, which seemed to have contributed to a fun prank.

They danced around the fallen corpse, yelling, "Stupid, stupid!"

Thick fog filled the surroundings, and the battlefield was so dark that you couldn't see your fingers in an instant, and something sticky and cold was licking and groping on the bare skin of the person.

Sheng Yang's soldier was almost frightened, the hairs on his body stood on end, and he had goosebumps all over his body.

"Don't come near me...don't come near me...!"

In the darkness where nothing could be seen clearly, Sheng Yang's soldiers frightened and waved their weapons in the air, trying to drive away those invisible enemies.However, the weapons they wield always land on themselves, no matter which direction they draw, the last thing they cut off is their own body!

The successive screams, dripping blood, and blinding fear, like a curtain, enveloped everyone on the battlefield.

Liang Cheng's soldiers kept silent like cicadas - Sheng Yang's screams kept ringing in their ears. The despair and fear seemed to be real, and could spread to their whole bodies along the ear canal, and the heavy armor would be covered in cold sweat. drenched.

——The only luck is that those ghosts did not attack them.

Qin Yi was riding on the horse, watching all this with serious eyes.

And behind the thick fog that could not be cleared, finally a figure appeared indistinctly.

As if transformed by condensed smoke, Mu Ziling slowly appeared from the thick darkness, riding a snow-white skeleton horse on his crotch.

His long black hair hung down to his waist, and the red rope that had always been tied was untied, and his thin and thin wrist held the rein.

The horse's hooves made a slight sound of "poof" in the yellow sand.

Dressed in white clothes, with thousands of will-o'-the-wisps, Mu Ziling came with all the ghosts. From then on, all the rules of "surrender means no slaughter" will become abolished!

He walked towards Qin Yi indifferently, and then met each other, passing by without the slightest pause, and walked straight to an unremarkable soldier in a team.

That Liang Cheng soldier felt cold all over his body, and his legs were so weak that he could hardly stand up.

Mu Ziling hooked his fingers in the air, and his chin was lifted by a wet, cold, invisible hand.In the direction of Mu Ziling.

Mu Ziling looked at him, the soldier's eyes were full of fear, and his teeth were chattering.

"...Young Master, Young Master."

"wrong."

However, Mu Ziling lowered his eyes and said, "That's not what you called me this morning."

The man's pupils shrank suddenly—yes, when Sha Yanjiang first appeared in the morning, he did curse Mu Ziling together with his comrades... But how could Mu Ziling know from such a long distance!

Mu Ziling laughed and said softly, "I don't like people scolding me, so even though you are Liang Chengcheng, I don't want to save you."

The soldier's body was suddenly icy cold, but before he could react, there was a sharp pain in his jaw——

I saw a little ghost directly squeezed his jaw open, and tore his throat with his bare hands!

In an instant, warm blood splashed everywhere, and one of the flying blood droplets landed on Mu Ziling's boots on the saddle.

He glanced blankly and didn't say anything, but immediately a ghost came over and licked off the dirty blood on his snow-white boots little by little.

Mu Ziling took the reins slightly and continued to walk forward.And all the soldiers along the road who had talked about Mu Ziling as a traitor and pet in the morning all screamed and fell down without any surprise.

Qin Yi gently wiped his iron halberd, bow and arrow, even though Sheng Yang and Liang Cheng's soldiers were crying out one after another behind him.

He wiped off the blood on the sharp blade, and his silent and dark eyes were reflected on the snow blade.

This is the time when Qin Yi is most annoyed, and it is also the time when he and Mu Ziling's ideas and habits conflict most obviously.

They clearly dislike each other, but they have to make do with each other and endure it.

For the sake of skin, the impatience he suppressed and the harmony and tranquility he pretended to be are all stripped of the vulnerable disguise at this time.

"enough."

Qin Yi raised his head, and finally frowned impatiently, telling Mu Ziling to stop properly.

However, the moment he raised his eyes, a bright light flashed in the darkness at the Shengyang City Tower——

"Mu—"

Qin Yi opened his mouth subconsciously, his pupils constricted, wanting to remind Mu Ziling of that silent cold arrow.

But at the same time, Yun Yin's words flashed through Qin Yi's mind:

"When Mu Ziling dies, His Highness Huai'an will return home."

Qin Yi froze——

The old man seemed to whisper secretly in his ear:

"Your Majesty, which one would you like to choose?"

"Are you all trash!"

When the situation on the battlefield changed, Wang Weiliang, who was standing on the city wall, slapped Xue Harrier boy hard.

He watched Mu Ziling stepping through the barrier, ghosts and ghosts came out in response to the call, and stepped towards the battlefield step by step, almost furious.

"...There are still people, there are still people!"

Wang Weiliang said: "Pile them all up for me! What are you waiting for, restore the barrier!!"

However, the young man covered his face, knelt down and said in a low voice, "It can't be built anymore. As soon as the sun goes down, the ghosts are at their strongest."

"..." Wang Weiliang was so angry that he didn't know what to say, so he pointed at him with his hand: "Why didn't you remind me of such an important matter earlier!"

The boy didn't answer, Wang Weiliang paced back and forth anxiously.

"Send all the people out!" After a long while, he said, "At this time, the only way to fight with him is to fight to the death with Qin Yi!"

The young man responded, and Wang Weiliang said again: "There are also 'glass arrows'. Ten...take them all out!"

At this time, like a drop of thick ink dripping into clear water, the black mist that Mu Ziling summoned had already ravaged the battlefield.

The man in white took the lead, and the bell was tied to the skeleton immediately, and the sound of "jingle ding dong dong" seemed extremely empty and distant in the yellow sand.

"You go back and stand by."

Seeing that the previous advantage was gone forever, Wang Weiliang clenched his fists and said in a cold voice: "Once something happens, maybe even you will join it."

The boy nodded, tame and silent as always.

Snow Harrier landed on his shoulder, tilting its head slightly to look around.

This is a vicious battle that is foreseeable to the naked eye.

Wang Weiliang stared at the boy, his eyes couldn't tell what made him feel uncomfortable, he just felt like a fox staring at its prey.

"Fifth Brother, don't be petty in front of me."

After a long confrontation, Wang Weiliang grinned.He raised the boy's jaw slightly, and said in a low voice, "Do you know how those 'glazed arrows' came from?"

The boy's hand hanging by his side clenched slightly imperceptibly, but still nodded submissively.

Wang Weiliang's fingers went down from his chest, stopped at the ribs and pressed:

"The next time you play tricks in front of me, I will take out all your bones and make arrows...!"

……

When the flying arrow hit Mu Ziling's back, Qin Yi paused slightly, but soon, he reacted again:

Now is not the time.

It will take at least six days for Yun Yin to travel from Liang Cheng to Chifeng Pass. Once Mu Ziling dies, his body will turn cold after a few hours, and no one can change Mu Huaian back!

Qin Yi grabbed a broken arrow beside him, and threw it at the flying arrow casually. The two arrows met in the air, making a slight friction sound, and then the one that was shot at Mu Ziling was changed direction and deviated from the original target. Lost his head and fell on the yellow sand.

When Mu Ziling heard the sound and heard the movement, he turned his head, and Qin Yi rode his horse to his side, and when he was out of shape with him, he said:

"Leave it to me here. You go to the city wall, there is a formation to deal with you."

Mu Ziling curled his lips into a smile, and without saying anything, he drove the skeleton white horse down the tower in the black mist.

In the desert yellow sand, only a string of "dingling dingling" bells are left.

The black cloud was pressing down on the city and the city was about to be destroyed, and Jiaguang opened golden scales to the sun.

The frontier is full of bones in the sand, still like a person in a spring girl's dream. [*Note 1]

"Okay, so there are so many fish that slipped through the net here?"

Walking to the bottom of the city tower, Mu Ziling looked up at the towering high wall.

I saw more than a hundred children standing on the last solitary city of Chifengguan, each separated by a few meters, their faces pale and trembling in the wind.

They are "defective products" cultivated by Sheng Yang based on Mu Ziling.Most of them came from the [-] Yunyan captives that Qin Yi handed over to Wang Weiliang——

It was also this group of children who had the same bloodline as Mu Ziling's that together suppressed Mu Ziling's Yin soldiers.

"You guys who stood against me when you were in Yunyan, are you still so persistent in fighting against me?"

Mu Ziling asked softly, with a faint mocking smile on his usually indifferent face. "Okay, then I will fulfill you."

I saw Mu Ziling curling up his fingers slowly, he didn't know what he was manipulating, and suddenly the city wall shook, and the sand vibrated——

Sha Yanjiang, who had just attacked Liang Cheng's soldiers, was suddenly pulled up from the ground screaming...!

Mu Ziling's face was pale, but his every move and every move was full of sickness and hostility:

"Dead things that don't see the light of day, come out and see who is your master!"

In the darkness that covered the sky and the sun, he was alone with a bone and a horse. His figure was invisible in the desert, but the killing and ruthlessness that came out from the inside out seemed to be the master of the world.

"You're crazy..."

Wang Weiliang, who could not stand firmly on the city tower and was almost thrown off by the shaking city wall, was startled and angry.

He watched the Yunyan children who had been trained with great difficulty in front of him and fell down in pain clutching their throats. He couldn't help but paw to the city wall and shouted:

"Mu Ziling, these are your fellow clansmen, you want to kill them!?"

Mu Ziling's eyebrows and eyes were calm, and he was about to crush a child's head calmly:

"What are you talking about? The wind and sand here are too strong."

He slaughtered them one by one, and Mu Ziling stopped in surprise when he was in front of a pair of twins.

Among this group of Yunyan's children, there is actually a pair of twins who are the same as him and Mu Huai'an——

And obviously, one of the pair of children has been trained to lower their heads.

The elder brother hugged his younger brother tremblingly, looking at Mu Ziling with timid eyes:

The pale little man in his arms had black hands and feet, and his eyes had rotted away, but he could vaguely tell that it was a face exactly like his.

"..."

Mu Ziling was dumb for a moment, and his movements stopped slightly.He didn't expect that Yunyan had already perished, yet someone believed in the prophecy of the "Twin Ghost Emperor" and killed his younger brother!

"……kill."

Mu Ziling stopped, but the twins refused to let go.

Despite the fear, the elder brother still ordered: "Yanyan, kill him!"

The lower-headed figure in his arms immediately rushed towards Mu Ziling, attacking stiffly and fiercely.

Mu Ziling dodged sideways, his expression full of disbelief. Looking at this little ghost Jiang who was indeed more ferocious than ordinary Jiangtou, he still found it inconceivable:

...Twins, twin brothers, what a birth worthy of blessing.

But just to get a more vicious head-down, can even give up the siblings?

"Damn you..."

Mu Ziling's eyes gradually filled with murderous intent, and he recovered from the astonishment and shock.

He stared at the elder brother who controlled Jiangtou, with a cruel and cold smile on his lips, and pronounced the sentence: "I will make you into Jiangtou and give it to your younger brother as a doll."

As Mu Ziling is the master of all ghosts, no one can beat him alone.

The young man showed his weakness very quickly, and he was unable to support himself by hiding.

"The damned person is you..."

When death was imminent, the older boy still refused to admit defeat, yelling stubbornly: "My brother loves me...he is for Yunyan, he is Yunyan's hero!"

Mu Ziling's strikes became more and more fierce, and the boy couldn't hide, so he was forced to yell loudly:

"Do you think everyone is as selfish as you, betraying relatives and country!"

He said: "Young Ziyin, my brother died voluntarily for Yunyan, he is different from you! You are Yunyan's traitor, my brother's last wish before his death is to kill you for His Royal Highness Huai'an!—— "

Before he could finish his last word, Mu Ziling suddenly grabbed the young man by the throat, and slowly lifted him up:

"I used to think of cutting off Yunyan's blood for you..."

Mu Ziling said: "It's ridiculous, why don't I understand, mice in the gutter are only fit to stay in the gutter."

He pinched the young man's throat so that it made a "cracking" sound, and the Yin Qi in his whole body rose instantly.

Mu Ziling asked in a hoarse voice: "The one is for Yunyan, for Yunyan's sake of killing his younger brother, for Yunyan's six relatives not to recognize him?"

"—Forget it, you're just covering up your indifferent and selfish heart under the guise of being for the country."

He thought of the humiliation and cold treatment he had endured when he was in Yunyan, and then looked at the twin children beside him who were killed by their relatives in a daze, and felt that his heart was about to burst:

"If I were an elder brother, I wouldn't kill my younger brother even if I betrayed the whole country! What is a country? If a country cannot be a country, do you still want to give up 'home' for it in a pedantic way!?"

The boy's face had gradually turned from red to blue, and his fingers were trembling and convulsing.

Mu Ziling looked at the whites of his eyes, and stared at him indifferently, until the boy's whole body became weak, then he threw his hands aside.

The flames of war were everywhere, and among the corpses everywhere, this twin was just another inconspicuous one.

However, Mu Ziling stood where he was, watching the young man silently, and then slowly turned his gaze to the little ghost next to his corpse.

It was a child of about seven or eight years old. Before he was ten years old, he was killed and refined by his close relatives.

His hands and feet were still small, and his pupils were dull and rotten. He stood beside his elder brother awkwardly, motionless in a daze.

Mu Ziling watched him quietly. Looking at this child was like staring at himself in another time and space.

If he hadn't survived those ten days and ten nights, and hadn't met Qin Yi, I'm afraid his fate would not be much different from him, right?

Mu Ziling knelt down and looked at the kid at eye level.

After a long time, he slowly stretched out his hand and gently touched the child's rotten and blackened face.

He involuntarily hugged it into his arms, even though Mu Ziling's arms were equally cold, he still gave away this warm chest——

Trying to pass on to this child who died young some warmth that he never felt when he was alive.

From a distance, it looks like two scarred beasts licking each other's scars.

...However, what is totally unexpected is that at the moment Mu Ziling gently hugged that little devil, that dumbfounded child suddenly penetrated Mu Ziling's chest...!

His left hand passed through Mu Ziling's chest, and his thin and thin hand was stained with Mu Ziling's blood.

Curled up gently in the air.

Mu Ziling felt almost no pain in an instant, only felt a chill in his heart, and slowly choked a mouthful of blood from his mouth and nose.

Panting, he knelt down on the ground, and his body involuntarily leaned towards the little devil, as if his head couldn't support it, and pressed against its shoulder.

The ghosts around suddenly howled wildly, and all the ghost soldiers screamed and rushed towards Mu Ziling in an instant——

However, it was too late.

A'Zhu crawled out of Mu Ziling's sleeve, bit off Xiao Guijiang's eyeballs, and even tore off its entire head——

But the headless little ghost still made a "poof", gently withdrew its hand, and fell to the ground together with Mu Ziling.

Mu Ziling's white clothes were stained with blood. He was ecstatically looking at the dark sky, and he heard the shouts of fighting on the battlefield.

At first, an unbelievable expression flashed across his face, but then that expression flew away, turning into a dazed and incomprehensible expression of blood loss.

so ironic...

He thought that everyone he wanted to embrace was trying to kill him in this way.

This little ghost who has been loyal to Yunyan until his death, fallen into the gods, Yunyan's blood...

Before all the voices in his ear disappeared, the last scene Mu Ziling saw was Qin Yi desperately hacking and killing the person standing in front of him, and running towards him frantically.

He originally wanted to appreciate Qin Yi's rare appearance without a gentleman's demeanor, but unfortunately he didn't succeed, and soon closed his eyes deeply.

"...Retreat, retreat!!"

When Qin Yi rushed to Mu Ziling's side, Mu Ziling had completely lost consciousness.

His lips were pale and cold, and his face was bloodless, Qin Yi picked him up immediately.

When getting on the horse, Qin Yi realized that his arms were trembling——

He had never seen so much blood on Mu Ziling's white robe.

He used to massacre cities and kill tens of thousands of people without letting a drop of blood splash on his white clothes, but now he closed his eyes tightly in a ignorant manner, and even his breathing was very weak.

Qin Yi's hand that held Mu Ziling was completely wet and sticky with blood, and he could hardly even hold the reins.

In this battle where victory was in sight, Qin Yi had to retreat in an emergency, and only took Mu Ziling to fight all the way back to the barracks.

"Come on, everyone, let the doctor come in!"

Qin Yi carried Mu Ziling into the dormitory, without even taking off his armor, and roared with blood all over his body, "Bring clean water in!"

He was also shot by an arrow on his shoulder and arm, but Qin Yi only pulled out the arrow hastily, without even bandaging the wound.

"My lord...you, your hand..."

The doctor who came in murmured, "I treated your wound first..."

However, Qin Yi frowned, bowed to tear off Mu Ziling's coat, and said angrily:

"He's dying, can't you see!?"

Yi Cheng almost knelt down in fright from his sudden reprimand, and hurried forward to help Qin Yi check the wound together.

Mu Ziling's coat was completely soaked in blood, and he didn't know where the wound was, so he could only carefully cut the clothes open bit by bit.

When Qin Yi saw the small pair of scissors on the bedside, he felt as if he had been in a world before——

Last night, just a few hours ago, he and Mu Ziling were here to sarcasm, being intimate and testing each other.

He tried every means to get Mu Ziling's three-inch black hair.

Now Mu Ziling was already lying here, breathing weakly, on the verge of death.

When the last layer of underwear was cut off, the doctors around all gasped slightly.

——In the middle of Mu Ziling's entire chest, there was a wound as big as a baby's fist, which ran through his entire body and was rotten black.

"...This is the art of witchcraft, Your Majesty."

Yicheng said: "It's really a powerful poison."

"I can see alone."

Qin Yi said: "What I need to know is how to solve it!"

Yicheng's forehead was dripping with sweat: "This... seems to have no solution."

"The injury is too big. Even if there is no Gu poison, Mr. Mu may not be able to survive. Not to mention the witchcraft, there is nothing I can do."

"..."

Qin Yi walked to Mu Ziling's bedside, and Mu Ziling's complexion was as white as paper.

The formerly bright and gloomy eyebrows were silent, and the fierce temperament was subdued, leaving only a sense of serious injury and helpless fragility.

When he was in such a coma, it was very similar to falling asleep, and he showed a kind of docileness and softness that really matched his age.

It even looks childish.

"Try everything you can."

After a long time, Qin Yi's throat moved slightly, and he said in a hoarse voice: "I don't want to say something too serious. But Mu Ziling must not die now... If you can't keep him, Gu may make you pay what you never want to bear." The price, do you understand?"

The medical officer struggled with each other, knelt down and bowed his head: "Yes."

Qin Yi slowly sat on the head of the bed, tried Mu Ziling's breath lightly, and watched the doctors help him in a daze.

Why do you get hurt?

Qin Yi thought, didn't this person always boast that he knows the best about witchcraft?How could you be so confused to come so close to that little ghost!

He took off his helmet wearily and put it on his knees, feeling like a dream, the world is really a dream.

The person who confronted him yesterday was dying like this today.

Looking at Mu Ziling lying unconscious on the bed at this moment, Qin Yi felt a dull pain in his heart for no reason.

They have never lived in peace and harmony, but at this moment Qin Yi feels sad, as if he feels that he is about to lose something——

Before he knows it, it's lost forever.

"Your Majesty, the ministers need to discuss for a while."

The doctors tried for a long time, but they couldn't stop Mu Ziling's bleeding, so they had to bite the bullet and come to ask Qin Yi.

"Perhaps... needles are needed."

Qin Yi nodded wearily, and agreed to them: "Do whatever you can, as long as you can keep him."

Mu Ziling's body temperature was dropping continuously, and his body was getting colder and colder. The silver needles that the medical officers stuck into his acupuncture points turned black as soon as they touched them.

Even if Qin Yi doesn't understand medicine, he also understands that this is definitely not a good sign.

Sure enough, the medical officers all paused when they saw this, glanced at Qin Yi, gathered together in a voice that Qin Yi couldn't hear clearly, and whispered the next step.

Qin Yi touched Mu Ziling's hand, it was cold, slightly sweaty, but very soft.

After Qin Yi touched it, he stared at his fingers, as if remembering something, curled up and let go repeatedly, a little dazed.

The old men whispered for a while, but came to no conclusion, but the gauze on Mu Ziling's wound became more and more red, and a dark red color continued to expand.

"If you want to discuss it, take it outside to discuss it."

Qin Yi finally got tired of hearing their arguing up and down. He frowned and said, "Don't argue in front of Gu."

The doctors were stunned for a moment, then answered "yes" with a frown and walked away backwards.

A'Zhu was still wrapped around Mu Ziling's neck.This cold-blooded beast also seemed to sense the danger of its master, and kept rubbing Mu Ziling's cheek with the cold snake's head.

But this time, Mu Ziling didn't respond to it at all.

……

Mu Ziling stood in the darkness, completely dazed.

He seemed to be near a stream, and he followed the stream nonchalantly.

The mountains on both sides are black, the stream is turbid and yellow, and there is no one around, only the sound of "gurgling" water can be heard.

Mu Ziling was both confused and sober in his heart. He seemed to vaguely know that this was Huangquan.

If you follow the stream of Huangquan all the time, you will go to the endless, which is an endless but lifeless sea.

All the water from the Yellow Springs will flow into the Uninterrupted Sea, and all the resentful spirits and ghosts will live in it, and nothing can float on it except the time boat of Emperor Hades.

Once you walk into the sea of ​​infinity, even if this life is over, you will be thrown into the next life.

He walked there silently, and no one had ever called his name along the way.

——If there are family and friends to stay, their cries will also reach Huangquan.

Mu Ziling thought indifferently, it's a pity that A'Zhu can't speak human language, otherwise he would definitely have received mourning and retention.

The past of this life is like a revolving lantern, quietly flowing through his mind.

From living under the fence of others in childhood, to seeing a glimpse of Jiangzhou, and then to the palace of killing father and brother to seize the throne, and falling into the prisoner's confinement of Liang Cheng's palace...

Mu Ziling looked back indifferently, and it was hard to explain what was wrong, but he never thought that he would die at the hands of a little ghost.

And he was the one who embraced that little devil in his arms.

What a joke.

He did not hesitate to fall into a situation of eternal doom, and did all the dirty and evil things in this world, just to cut off Yunyan's blood, so that there would be no more "gongziyin" in the world.

But who knew that he was the only one who betrayed Yunyan, and he was the only one who refused to be content with Yunyan to sacrifice and sacrifice. Besides him, Mu Ziling, there were many loyal twins who were willing to die to serve the country after the country was destroyed!

When a person is in the dark for too long, his eyes will go blind.

At this time, if someone puts forward the desire to take a walk in the sun, it will appear that he is greedy, selfish and inappropriate.

Mu Ziling turned around and looked back, thinking quietly, is there anyone else to keep him?

If not, he would have entered the Infinite Sea.

The young man in the white robe stood alone, this was the place he had been to before.

It's just that he was 14 years old at that time, stumbling around the edge of Huangquan, crying while walking.Later, I finally walked out following the bright orange bonfire that was lit when I was in Jiangzhou in my memory.

……

"...Mu Ziling, Mu Ziling."

In the long and silent night, Mu Ziling was held in Qin Yi's arms.

It's interesting to say that when Qin Yi forced Mu Ziling that day, he relied on his fate as a real dragon, and Mu Ziling's ghost soldiers couldn't help him.

Now that Mu Ziling has been affected by witchcraft, when he is by Mu Ziling's side, Mu Ziling's poison will also miraculously slow down the deterioration.

So Qin Yi guarded him all day and all night.

Qin Yi didn't know why he did this, for Mu Huai'an?

Before Yun Yin came, Mu Ziling died and it was over.

However, when Mu Ziling fell into the yellow sand and his life quickly disappeared, Qin Yi also felt a great panic in his heart.

It was as if an invisible voice told him:

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