[Sword Three] Chase, Life, Gu II

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Book Title: [Sword III] Chasing · Fate · Gu II

Author: Ah Lan

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Chasing, the short lines and lines on the map of the Tang Dynasty have been going all the way for years;

Fate, fate, everything is both real and illusory, and the entanglement between multiple people will eventually become a fate;

Gu, the only bond that truly connects the two protagonists.

Ah Liang, thank you for not giving up waiting for so long...

Now, it's time for me to get you back.

Content tags: A soft spot for love, hatred, love and hatred, the seven-year itch

Search keywords: Protagonist: Qu Liang, Tang Wuyuan┃Supporting roles: Tang Lin, Fan Zhuo, Shen Ruo, Jiu Ling, Hua Zhanyi, Luo Ci, Li Jinrui, Ye Liancheng┃Others: Tang Du, Shuang Du, Ming Tang, Ce Zang , sheep flower, bei ming

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"Senior Brother Huahua, are you going to see him?!" Hua Yuqi, who was still raining on pear blossoms a second ago, suddenly widened his eyes, looking at disciple Wanhua in front of him with an expression of disbelief.

Hua Zhanyi remained calm, staring directly at Guishuai opposite him, as if waiting for his affirmative answer, not even turning his eyes to his junior sister.

So Hua Yuqi had no choice but to stare at Li Jinrui viciously: "Vicious dog! If you dare to take your brother away, this girl will curse you every day!"

Feeling the strange atmosphere surging in the air, Li Jinrui looked down at Hua Yuqi, and then at Hua Zhanyi opposite.

True, he wanted to get out of here, but the situation in front of him was clearly a headache.

"... If sir wants to see the military advisor, I can introduce you to you after this battle is over, and you will be able to keep him safe. The current battle is urgent, and you and I are masters, so let's go first..."

"That Guishuai don't even think about leaving Haoqi Camp." Hua Zhanyi unceremoniously interrupted Guishuai's friendly proposal, and put his other free hand on the ink pen at his waist.

"..."

Li Jinrui, who was originally not sociable, could only sigh innocently.

"Crack."

The slight sound of treading snow broke the stalemate.

Li Jinrui looked sideways slightly, and saw a person standing outside the half-opened tent. The layers of snow on his shoulders proved that he was not a newcomer. He was wrapped in a pitch-black fur cloak, which was much thicker than Hua Zhanyi, the Wanhua disciple. At this moment, the man was slowly raising his eyes, his mercury-like pupils were half-closed idly.

"Tang Wuyuan."

The identity of the person who came out in one word.He is no stranger to this person, this person's demeanor is too chilling, it is difficult not to leave a deep impression on him; besides, he just stayed outside the tent for so long and he didn't notice it...

"...Tang gangster." Hua Yuqi hummed softly when he saw someone, and then felt the muscles restraining him tense deliberately. When he looked up, he saw the serious jaw line and tight lips of the big bear, obviously subconsciously. On alert.

"Ghost handsome." Compared to the invisible guard on the opposite side, Tang Wuyuan still looked loose. His eyes jumped from Li Jinrui's deep complexion to Hua Yuqi's grimace and then to his friend. After a while, he asked:

"Must go?"

"...I have to go." Hua Zhanyi lowered his eyes, staggering his steadfast gaze.

Tang Wuyuan didn't say anything more, he just walked into the tent unhurriedly, and when he passed by Li Jinrui, he stretched out his hand as if he was picking something out of a bag - he held the dishonest flower and period under his arm with his wrist .

"Go early and come back early, so we can go."

Gently patted his friend's shoulder, Tang Wuyuan turned around.

"I'll give it to you when I'm with you."

The low tone from behind made Hua Yuqi a little uneasy, she tried her best to turn her face away, but felt that the tent was so dark that she couldn't see the brother's expression clearly.

She always felt that senior brother should hate that person, that... Luo Ci.

Hua Yuqi never imagined that the coquettish brother who always talks and laughs without being serious would come back in such a state of despair, staggering all the way south from the Valley of the Wicked, and finally fell ill in Chang'an.

At that time, Hua Yuqi, who heard the news, rushed to the Haoqi League stronghold in Chang'an, and she shed tears when she saw the pale young man on the sick bed—the senior brother was almost covered with bandages, you can imagine it just by looking at the appearance What a serious injury, not to mention... What's more, the doctor at the base said that the brother's right hand tendon has been completely severed, and he can no longer use needles...

So the heartless Hua Yuqi burst into tears for the first time, and she just flung herself on the young man's body, sobbing and choking.

Senior brother used to be the brand-new pride of Xinglin's lineage, but now this pride has been ruined, ruined by that person!

He clearly promised that he would guarantee his brother to get out of the valley safely, and he clearly promised that as long as he heals the general who loves and hates Rengu, he will write off all debts.

Hua Yuqi regretted it, why didn't she stop him when the senior brother proposed to exchange back to himself, and passed by!

Or... I regretted saving that person, this military advisor in the Valley of the Wicked.

The turquoise of the star lake is blurred in front of my eyes. The former white-robed Taoist is obviously gentle and calm, so convincing. Why did he do this to his senior brother in a blink of an eye?

Hua Yuqi didn't know which one was more sad, resentful or bewildered in her heart, she couldn't say a word, she could only hold the wrapped steamed bun and shed tears.

"...Yuqi, senior brother is fine." Sighing words came softly, and the warm palms in a trance rubbed the top of his hair. The temperature of the body slightly calmed down the negative emotions in his heart. At the beginning, he was smiling at the young man's weak and gentle smile.

"Brother..."

"It's just that the subtlety of the Taisu Nine Needles depends on you to inherit it."

The senior brother had never spoken to her in such a serious and gentle tone, which made Hua Yuqi feel a little panicked.

Sure enough, after gently wiping away her tears, the young man said slowly:

"From then on...the unparalleled master, the sealing needle."

There was a relieved three-point smile on the corner of his mouth.

But those eyes that were once full of ridicule and slyness are now only black and empty.

There is no hate in it.

"Hey, Big Rogue Tang, let me down, I'm leaving by myself." A muffled voice sounded amidst the snow treading.

Tang Wuyuan turned Hua Yuqi's eyes, and let go of his arms.

"Hiss~ It hurts... This girl's waist is definitely green..." She frowned and rubbed her back as if venting her anger, then raised her head and said, "Hey, you're just watching senior brother being taken away by a big bear!"

Tang Wuyuan turned a noncommittal glance at her.

"It's really... the big bear is still injured, it's not like you can't beat him... the senior brother has been hurt so badly by Luo Ci, and you still let him mess around. Fortunately, you are still best friends, hmph...except It's not serious to bring senior brothers around..." Hua Yuqi lowered her voice as she lowered her head to look at the ground, and kicked up the snow like a cover-up.

Then, she saw a piece of soft silk handed to her eyes.

The beautiful face was lifted up in astonishment, with tears that had not yet fallen.

In the cold soft light, the white-haired man suddenly hooked his mouth and told her:

"It's okay, Luo Ci's head, put it on my account."

The man waved his hands in the snow and walked away in the wind.

Hua Yuqi stared blankly at the purple soft silk in his hand, and suddenly felt that this big hooligan Tang was not so unreliable anymore.

Compared to myself who can do nothing but be sad...

"Senior Brother Huahua...you must come back safely..."

Sunset Ridge handsome tent.

Not long ago, this place was part of the Ice Blood Camp, but now it has become a temporary stronghold of the Haoqi League.

Ye Liancheng slowly peeled off the torn wet top, gritted his teeth and threw it aside.

The wound on the side of the waist was deeper than expected, the emergency snow had already been melted by the body temperature, and the tender flesh with white edges opened a gap fiercely, and the blood inside was slowly oozing out.

He clutched his waist and moved to the shelf where the groceries were displayed, carefully identified the large and small bottles for a while, picked out a plain earthenware bottle, bit off the silk seal on the bottle mouth, and poured all the white powder on the bottle. waist.

"Hiss—" The severe sharp pain made his scalp numb, and even half of his upper body fell into temporary paralysis. Ye Liancheng held onto the shelf and took a few deep breaths before picking up the clean cloth strips prepared on the other side, Half-biting the wound with difficulty.

Fen Yu...

This person is very strong, regardless of the restraint in internal strength and mentality, if there is no such variable as Xiao Qian, his courage and skill alone are enough for others to drink a pot.In my impression, there has never been such a low-key master in the Valley of the Wicked. If I hadn't been careful, I am afraid that even the eagle would have missed it.

He casually pulled off his bare upper body wrapped in ferret fleece, tried his best to walk steadily to the outer tent and looked at the map on the table in the middle.

The situation is good now, and the construction of the East Kunlun Base is proceeding quite smoothly under the noses of the enemy - originally this was his top priority; but now it seems that if he is lucky, he can also deal a big blow to the wicked people in West Kunlun and the Central Ice Field The Gu forces might be able to take this opportunity to completely swallow the Sunset Ridge.

then……

Then…………

He pressed down on his waist, trembling in excruciating pain, and slammed his fist on the table in front of him.

Although he had tried his best to restrain his strength, there were still obvious finger bone indentations on the wooden tabletop.

What should I do.

What should I do with Li Jinrui...?

Since that day, no matter when or where, Ye Liancheng's mind is full of mottled and dazzling red and white, flashing like a nightmare: that is the young man's taut profile buried in the snow field, blood-clothed silver armor , Familiar and unfamiliar, except for the "Young Master", there is no one to face him.

The five years of unrelatedness have swallowed up too many things. If he is like this, Li Jinrui should be like this too.

This farce-like willful wishful thinking...

"Commander, there is an urgent military situation!"

The voice outside the tent brought back his vain consciousness, he took a short breath, and shouted in a low voice: "Come in."

The one who stepped into the tent was a plain-looking Tiangangwei.

"Several turmoil occurred in the central ice field. The two sides won each other, but there is a tendency to expand to the east..."

"Order Wei Lan and Yu Shishui to hold off the villains from the Second Battle Group of the Snow Demon Hall. I will form another attack in the near future to disperse the villains' forces."

"Yes. Also, regarding the pacification of Changlefang, due to the long-term negative impact of the Evilman Valley, most of the villagers don't seem to trust us..."

"It doesn't matter, as long as our people go away in peace, too harmonious will make people suspicious, explain it: keep the status quo."

"And, I just received a secret report from Tianxuan Altar today."

"Bring it up."

Raising his hand a little tired, Tiangang Wei stepped forward a few steps after hearing the words, took out a wax-sealed paper roll and put it in his palm.

The thumb caressed the body, and quickly touched a rough pattern, and the sensitive fingertips rubbed and pressed on it calmly, and there was a word "Rin" between the strokes.

Ye Liancheng raised his head, his voice was a little hoarse: "Thanks for your hard work, go down and deliver the order first."

"Yes, Commander." Tiangangwei nodded respectfully, then hesitated for a moment and said, "There is one more thing..."

"Huh?" A little doubt flashed in the amber pupils.

"Boss Ye...do you want to send a doctor to accompany the army? Your complexion looks very bad."

"...No need. You go out."

Hearing the words, Tiangangwei still stood there hesitantly, with an undisguised worry on his face.

God knows that Ye Liancheng is most afraid of seeing such an expression now. Avoiding distracting thoughts and handling official affairs is already the limit of his spirit, but this person in front of him still puts on this kind of appearance-almost overlaps with the boy in the past.

He bowed his head with a headache, and his heart was in a mess.

"Boss Ye—"

Suddenly, there was a burst of noise outside:

"and many more!"

"The commander-in-chief is explaining the military affairs, and idlers should not approach the commander-in-chief!"

wow——

The curtain was lifted straight away, and the cool light came in.

A man with a black burqa covering his head and face walked in with the wind and snow, leaving footprints with icy particles on the animal hide on the floor.

"Boss!" The man was followed by several Seven Star Guards, seeing that Ye Liancheng had met the man, they all lowered their heads in panic.

"It's okay."

You don't need to look to know who is coming. Quan Haoqi is the only person who can have such a domineering and domineering style, but who really has the ability to completely restrain him, including Tianxuanying.

"Tang Wuyuan, you're not staying in East Kunlun..."

"Li Jinrui is gone."

"—!!"

Ye Liancheng's whole body trembled, his pupils shrank: "What did you say?"

"Li Jinrui is gone." Tang Wuyuan repeated indifferently, took off the fur hood to reveal a messy silver hair, then turned his head to look at Tiangangwei next to him, squinted his bright silver eyes, and laughed in a low voice like talking to himself : "Idlers and others should not come near...then what is this stuffing?"

"Stuffing...?" Ye Liancheng's mind was in confusion, but he instinctively looked at the herald in front of him.

A low laugh rolled out of Tang Wuyuan's throat, and with a raised hand, a large rainstorm of pear blossoms was shot at. Tiangangwei was only slightly taken aback for a moment, then rolled sideways, and his figure disappeared into the shadows.

Tang Wuyuan turned his head and took two steps forward, the mechanism spring inside the burqa rang, he raised his hand and pointed at Ye Liancheng's face.

Ye Liancheng was startled by the indifferent silver color in the backlight, the pervasive murderous aura made people feel like soaked in ice and snow, when Fang wanted to speak, he felt dizzy in his head, then his whole body tightened, and a thin, sharp coldness lay across his throat.

"You!? Coo—" Ye Liancheng struggled to turn his head, but the person behind him hit him hard on the side of his waist with the hilt of a knife. The pain made him almost cry out, and the strength he had gathered suddenly dissipated. clean and dry.

"Don't move around, young master~" An unfamiliar magnetic male voice sounded next to the ear, with a damp voice, "You don't want to... be stabbed right by me, huh?"

"Commander Ye!" The seven-star guards outside the tent exclaimed anxiously, looking at each other, not understanding how the situation turned into this.

Only Tang Wuyuan remained unmoved, and stared with great interest at the...Mingjiao disciple who was holding Ye Liancheng hostage, and said leisurely as if reminiscing about the past with an acquaintance: "Long time no see."

"Long time no see..." A pair of glowing blue eyes were raised from the lowered hood. The tall man lay on Ye Liancheng like a resting cheetah, his chin resting on the ferret fur on his shoulder; Compared with taking hostages, this posture is more like embracing a lover.

"Tang Wuyuan, do you know each other?" After the initial confusion subsided, Ye Liancheng temporarily suppressed the fear in his instincts and regained his composure. Even though he was controlled by others, he showed the composure that a coach should have.

"Acquaintance? More than just acquaintance." Tang Sect disciple licked the corners of his lips and smiled viciously, "We are deadly enemies."

"Thank you." The disciple of the Ming Cult dragged Ye Liancheng back a few steps, "I'm just... a bounty earner."

Ye Liancheng frowned, he was a little confused about the identity of this person: in terms of behavior, he should be a spy from the Valley of the Evil, but it seems that he is not a simple spy - this person has a taste similar to Tang Wuyuan: unruly, bloodthirsty, Do whatever you want.

Just when Ye Liancheng was considering the possibility of escaping, he heard the person next to his ear say regretfully:

"...Young Master Ye's head is valuable, but it's a pity that there is no price in the market, so it's not easy to explain to my brother..."

The chains entangled his body obliquely to the back, and the Mingjiao disciples wrapped his waist with a knife and broke out from behind the tent. The cold wind outside and the rough tent cloth greeted his face, Ye Liancheng subconsciously closed his eyes, suddenly I felt that my body was light and cold, as if it was thrown out, and then my arms were tightened and pulled back by another force.

"This time, I will accept a meeting gift first... This thing looks quite valuable." The lazy and mellow voice was mixed with the sound of wind from mid-air, and I saw a big owl flapping its wings in the air.

The Mingjiao disciple grabbed Xiao Xiao's toes with one hand, and with the other hand waved the fluffy white fur that seemed familiar to him to wave goodbye.A gust of wind blew his white hood askew, revealing strands of curled dark blond hair.

Tang Wuyuan retracted his paws, glanced at Ye Liancheng, who was next to him with his bare upper body, took off his burqa and threw it on his head, watching the uninvited guest flying away in mid-air, he put away the thousand receivers with great regret.

"Tsk..." Ye Liancheng was a little annoyed at being led by the nose, "Who the hell is he?"

"Fan Zhuo. A killer who offers a reward for his head, let's just... be considered a villain."

"I think that you are the least qualified to say that others kill stars." After quickly searching in his mind, Ye Liancheng was discouraged and found that he had no memory of this name.

"What is his... purpose..."

"Purpose? Heh, what purpose can there be? It's probably boring." Tang Wuyuan shrugged, stretched out his hand to compare the big gap in the tent behind him, "By the way, let's mend the handsome tent first, huh? —— Young Master?" The tone of voice The room was full of malicious ridicule.

"I am four years older than you." Ye Liancheng tightened his burqa angrily, and was suddenly paused by the sharp pain on his side. He reached in and groped for a moment, and as expected, his hands were covered with blood.

Yingqi's brows frowned even tighter, Ye Liancheng clenched his fists together and asked, "Where is Hua Zhanyi now?"

"do not know."

"I don't know...? Could it be that he went to collect medicine in this icy world?"

"No, he is with Li Jinrui." The answer was calm.

"..." Ye Liancheng suddenly had a headache again, "Can you explain in detail what's going on?"

"It's a long story...compared to this," Tang Wuyuan raised his chin at Ye Liancheng, "Don't you want to read the information?"

"How do you know that this information is not stuffed?"

"Since it was brought by Fan Zhuo, it must have been snatched from our own hands. He has no interest in the information itself."

Ye Liancheng didn't say a word, silently scraped off the wax seal and unfolded the paper scroll, only to see the eight characters in the upper book:

The main force moved northward to quickly attack the high ground

Move north at this time?

Even if it is to strengthen the defense force of the inner valley, there is no need to call on the power of the West Kunlun Highland Regiment, right?Ye Liancheng was a little puzzled what the purpose of Luo Ci's action was to lure the enemy?But Tang Lin would not be unable to judge such an obvious lure, and besides, the cost of the lure of abandoning a main position is a bit too high.

After thinking about it again and again, Ye Liancheng decided to hold a pre-war meeting overnight, trying to make a surprise attack tomorrow to avoid long nights and dreams.

After relaxing slightly, he suddenly remembered something belatedly.

"Tang Wuyuan, you came here to inform me about Guishuai's escape, right?"

"I'm looking for someone."

"Who?"

Turning his head in a daze, Tang Wuyuan pondered for a moment and then spoke slowly:

"...Did you go out with a Gu doctor?"

Quiet the flags and drums, call the gold and withdraw the troops.

After dismissing Tang Dapao casually to patrol the camp, Tang Lin tilted her head on the floor in her own tent and sighed a little tiredly.

Thinking of Qu Liang rushing towards his boss without hesitation, Tang Lin felt a little stuck in his heart, probably because of a disturbed conscience?

Too.Feeling the conscience, Qu Liang is good to him. There is nothing to say. Leaving aside those subtle factors, even from the standpoint of a junior who has been mixed with water, Qu Liang is also a gentle and reliable senior. It's like that when he gets along.

But who told me to be an undercover agent...

It happened that he was being followed by Tang Wuyuan by coincidence...

Letting out a long breath, Tang Lin shook his head and decided to give up thinking about these things. The information has been spread while the troops are withdrawing. With his qualifications and strengths, he will not be sent to join the army. Stay behind to ambush and bury organs.

Sitting cross-legged on the bedding, dismantled the miniature crossbow on the arm, took off the leather and metal gloves, retracted the fists and palms a few times to soothe the knuckles, then loosened the belt, took off the saber and put it beside the pillow.

It's just... what is the motivation for the deployment of the Zhengu military division?

Tang Lin thought about it, but he didn't understand the meaning of this thankless way of fighting to give up the stronghold. After all, this is the territory of the Valley of the Wicked, and it is obviously not in the law of war to give up the location.

Forget it, leave complicated things like the art of war to the superiors, because the so-called superiors exist for this reason.

Tang Lin took off his belt and threw it aside, and began to peel off the complex leather jacket, planning to lie down and sleep for a while to recharge his batteries.

"The surname is Tang!"

At this time, a menacing soprano voice filled his ears like a magic voice, and Tang Lin bounced up his upper body with a jerk.

He seems to have an impression of this voice... Oh no, it's not just an impression!

The curtain was completely torn off, first leaping into the sight of two spirit snakes walking close to the ground, and then a tall and coquettish woman with a crisp breast and half exposed, with soft waist and limbs but a strong aura, beautiful almond eyes With upturned corners of the eyes, turbulent anger rolled in the pupils.

——"Poison Fairy" Miao Suge.

Tang Lin covered his face in pain, then quickly tore back the clothes that had only been half removed.

You said Qu Liang was sent away, why is this aunt still not letting her go! ?

"Blowing the cool breeze with your chest exposed every day, are you reserved now?" Seeing his little movements, Miao Suge raised her thin eyebrows and "hummed".

"..." Tang Lin simply pulled off the quilt and wrapped it tightly.

Miao Suge gracefully walked aside, and sat on the only low cabinet in the small tent. She raised her slender legs and brushed her hair. The queen looked down at Tang Lin with great momentum, and said leisurely: "I Let me ask you, the surname is Tang, where is my junior brother?"

"...This question should be asked to the registered envoys of each team." Tang Lin remained calm.

"Heh, who doesn't know that Ah Liang has been clinging to that Tang Baobao recently, isn't that your subordinate?"

"I have no right to interfere with the private affairs of my subordinates."

"Don't pretend to be stupid." Miao Suge's face suddenly darkened, "On the battlefield, A-Liang was around the two of you from beginning to end, but now I can't find him..." The spirit snake on the ground seemed to feel Seeing the master's impatience, he raised his head, and spat out the scarlet snake letter back and forth, "You...where did you hide him?"

"Ms. Miao, Qu Liang separated from me when we closed the team, and he also has his own freedom. Miss Miao presumptuously convicts himself based on a single thought... Doesn't it seem inappropriate?" Tang Lin Still not changing his expression, he raised his head and looked directly into Miao Suge's eyes.

"Okay!" Miao Suge gritted his teeth a bit as his plump breasts rose and fell, "Then I'll let you understand! In fact, that Tang Dapao is not alone at all, right?"

Tang Lin was slightly startled, grabbed the quilt with his fingers and remained silent, just pursed his lips and looked at Miao Suge.

Seeing that the young man in front of him remained silent, Miao Suge narrowed his eyes and continued, "Ah Liang, he will act stupid when he sees people like you. Gu; but just now I saw that Tang Sect again, because I felt that it was a little different from usual, so I tried it with the mother Gu, who knows... there is no Gu in his body at all!"

"Maybe it was Qu Liang who found out and got rid of it. I have also been healed."

"Impossible! This Gu is harmless to the human body, and it only occurs when people are lustful and want to harm Xiaoliang."

"..." Tang Lin felt slightly powerless.

This woman... is really troublesome... Should I say that she is a Poison Fairy?

"What else do you want to say?" Miao Suge squinted at Tang Lin with determination.

Sighing again, Tang Lin looked up helplessly, a smile appeared on Qingjun's face: "I have nothing to say."

"Then you haven't...!!"

In the flash of phantom, the young man in front of him has disappeared.

Tang Sect's secret skills are fleeting.

Miao Suge quickly pulled out the worm flute and jumped off the low cabinet to fight. The twin spirit snakes quickly coiled up around her master, and she looked around the narrow space, tightly holding the worm flute in her hand.

where... where would he be...

Nerves all over his body were tense, and Miao Suge, who had lost the opportunity, had to defend carefully to avoid the chance of being killed by a back arrow.

In the quiet tent room, there was a soft and crisp "click" sound suddenly.

It seemed that someone snapped their fingers.

"See you in the picture."

"Boom!——"

Sulfur and poisonous mist exploded from under his feet, and Miao Suge quickly flashed to the side——

"despair."

A black and faint iron claw suddenly appeared on the empty ground and grabbed her ankle. Once the cold metal touched the bare skin, it was stained with a layer of black mist.

poisonous!

Miao Suge twisted a few times and couldn't break free, so he could only drive the Gu worms in his body to resist the toxins entering his body, while angrily yelling at the air: "Tang Lin——!! It's a pity that the younger brother treats you like this, you -"

"despair."

The last organ exploded under her feet and swallowed her words. The jade-colored bone flute was kicked up, and after spinning a few times in the air, it fell to the ground weightlessly, making a crisp "clang".

The thick white mist slowly dissipated.

Tang Lin patted the dust off his body, half-embracing the ragged and disheveled Miao Suge, first took out a bottle from the low cabinet, bit off the cork and poured a green pill into her mouth, then touched the water bag Give her a few sips of water.

"Yeah... Qu Liang treated me well... It would be even better if you didn't come to my door, sister..."

Putting the unconscious Poison Fairy on the bedding that was still half left, and listening to the noise and footsteps approaching outside, Tang Lin knew that he would not be able to sleep today.

I guess this place can't stay any longer... How about going back to the camp to get a penalty and start over again?

Let's talk about the future, the most important thing now is to run away, if you don't run away and wait for a while to catch all the stolen goods on the spot, he will lose even the chance to go back to the camp.

Putting on the boots hastily, Tang Lin paused, bent down to cover Miao Suge with the quilt, then picked up the receiver, pulled out the waist knife and cut the tent.

Suddenly, a lazy voice sounded slowly by my ear.

"I just came back... Let me see a good show..."

——! !

Tang Lin turned around and swung the knife violently. The person in front of him suddenly leaned back to avoid the blade, and kicked Tang Lin's wrist with one hand on the ground. The next bloody mouth.

When did this person appear! ?

Or, since when has he been here! ?

The explosion just now attracted some villains nearby, and now their voices have reached outside the tent, Tang Lin even heard Tyranny's trademark loud voice.

But in front of him, this young man who appeared out of nowhere easily took him first, and now he has resumed his standing posture, slowly setting up two forest white scimitars.

Tall, with a white hood and a scimitar—Mingjiao.

It was terrible!

Tang Lin's mind was spinning rapidly, thinking about how to get out of the predicament in front of him, he held the slit of his right wrist, his eyes flickered coldly - maybe he had to find a way to defeat the person in front of him, or get out of his hands!

It's just... just now I used up three organs in one go, and now there is only the last Kunpeng Iron Claw left, how can I make a quick decision...

Before he finished thinking, the white shadow in front of him moved, and his blue eyes lit up instantly——

There was almost no way to avoid it in this small space. Tang Lin turned to the right side with difficulty, but found that Miao Suge was unconscious under his feet, so he had to change his lunge into a jump, and threw the mother and child claws upwards. Staying on the top of the tent to avoid the blow, he threw out three sleeve arrows at the same time.

"Ding" "Ding Dong"

The Mingjiao disciple blocked the hidden weapon with a side cut, and burst out orange-red flames with a backhand knife.

Tsk.In such a small space, they can only be chased and beaten!Tang Lin frowned, another somersault to avoid the volley, and snapped his fingers.

"despair."

The black Kunpeng iron claws grabbed the Mingjiao disciple's boots and embedded them in the golden shell. He was taken aback by the sudden appearance of the gadget, and when he looked up again, he saw that Tang Lin had seized the opportunity to break out of the tent.

"Want to run?" With a grin, Mingjiao Zhou rolled around in a circle of golden mist, and suddenly, the fine iron mechanism under his feet was smelted and deformed. He slightly bent his knees, and jumped after Tang Lin with all his strength. out of the tent.

Tang Lin had just transformed the thousand receivers into mechanical wings in mid-air, when he felt the fiery air waves coming from behind him, and when he turned around, he saw the Ming Cult coming at an astonishing speed, slashing upwards suddenly, the target actually It's his organ wing!

Tang Lin threw out the sleeve arrow and hit the young man's blade, using the weak advantage of the air force to avoid the blow very reluctantly, and when he regained his balance, his back was already wet with cold sweat.

At this time, he was more than thirty feet away from the ground, I really don't know how that Mingjiao caught up with him just now... Could it be that he could fly...

Will... fly...! ?

"Hey, Little Tang Sect~" Feng Li's lingering voice sounded.

Tang Lin looked up in astonishment, only to see that Mingjiao appeared less than ten feet away from him at some point, and above him was an owl?

Before Tang Lin could recover from the mental shock, Mingjiao in front of him suddenly swung the owl's claws with both hands, and then threw it forward suddenly——

"!!"

Caught off guard, the tall Mingjiao put his shoulder on his chest, bumping him into a mess, and Tang Lin let go of his hands before falling from the air.

"Tsk!" He slammed his knees up and slammed into Mingjiao, but before he succeeded, he was punched straight in the chest by the other party. One blow was counted and he made up several times, and each blow hit the same place.

The air was squeezed out of the chest cavity during the impact, and the severe pain was accompanied by tinnitus. Tang Lin coughed like a spasm, only feeling the numbness coming from his right wrist and chest cavity, and black mist surged in front of his eyes.

That Mingjiao shoe has material...

Tang Lin cursed secretly, and finally lost consciousness unwillingly.

Thus, Tyranny, who came cursing and rushing over, saw such a miraculous sight - a Mingjiao flew and knocked down a Tang Sect, and after the collision, he still hugged him and beat him up in the air. Don't forget to play with your heartbeat, and when you are about to fall to the ground, you call out to Big Bird to grab your clothes, and finally land unscathed.

"What the fuck is this shit doing?" Tyranny frowned and trotted over, and gasped suddenly when he saw the Ming Cult disciple with a happy expression, "You...you are Fan Zhuo!? You kid How did you come back at this time?"

"Long time no see, Tyranny, you've grown flesh again." Fan Zhuo took off his hood, and waved his hands familiarly at him.

"Forget it and come back, it's better than dying outside, but it's a pity that Brother Tao went out with Brother Wang, otherwise... hey," Tyranny shook his head and sighed, and pouted at Fanzhuo, "You... ...what are you doing?"

"Oh, this." Fan Zhuo looked at the young man in his hand, blinked, and then touched his chin deeply:

"Probably... spies?"

The author has something to say: The second part has begun!

The battle line is going to be very long_(:з」∠)_

The first new character is here!Xiao Baimao's position in the general offensive is in jeopardy [laughs]

☆, if

Qu Liang's consciousness is wandering.

As in a long dream without end, the center of the world is dark and silent.

As far as the eyes can see, only oneself can be seen, and the sound of breathing and heartbeat is subconsciously amplified, which is disturbing.

Suddenly, a touch of soft dark blue fainted from the hazy other side, and the clearness and stability permeated from afar, accompanied by an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

In his consciousness, he instinctively approached the soft light, and gradually discovered the outline of a human being—it was a young man with a slender and flexible physique and an immature breath, lying motionless on the ground.

The heartbeat quickened without warning, Qu Liang stared at the figure with wide eyes, opened his mouth silently, then ran over desperately and knelt beside the young man, stretched out his hand tremblingly, in the pitch-black chaos Gently caressing the childish eyebrows and eyes.

It's him……

it's really him...

"Tang Zimo!" He hugged the young man's torso and hugged him with all his strength, trembling with excitement; he buried his face on the young man's thin shoulders, his chest was rolling with unspeakable excitement... and Viscous sorrow.

Qu Liang knew it must be a dream.

Although even in his dream, he hadn't seen him for a long, long time.

The boy in front of me is forever