red dust robbery

When she woke up, it was already noon the next day.

Mu Guiying came into the tent just in time, and hugged the child to show her with a smile: "You have been in a coma for a whole day, I decided to feed him mare's milk, and now he just fell asleep after eating."

"Thank you, Mourinho, take your time." She stretched out her hand to pick up the baby. The little baby was wrapped in a thick swaddle and was sleeping soundly. It looked very thin because of the premature birth, but it was probably because of Yang Jian's celestial power. Because of this, the complexion is very ruddy.

Probably feeling the breath of the biological mother, he actually rubbed against her arms, adjusted a comfortable position and continued to sleep peacefully.

As Ah Jiu watched, her heart softened.

Blood relationship is really a wonderful thing, even her iron-blooded woman who has fought thousands of times on the battlefield, her hard-cold heart made of ice and snow, can be warmed by this little thing.

When Bai Yutang came over in the afternoon, the child had already woken up from a nap, his dark eyes were rolling around, looking at the world around him curiously.

Bai Yutang sat on the side and looked at it for a while, with complicated emotions in his eyes, he said after a long time: "I'm still really a kitten, and the eyebrows and eyes are really like..."

He didn't go on, but Ah Jiu could tell that although the child was young, his facial expressions followed his father's.

"Fifth Brother..."

She leaned against the head of the bed and called softly.

Bai Yutang was slightly taken aback.

They played together since they were young, and even though they were like brothers and sisters, Ah Jiu seldom called him fifth brother in a polite manner, and most of them always called him "Bai Laowu" and "Bai Yutang".

As long as she calls brother clearly and crisply, she will cause him trouble.

Now that she had called him so solemnly, he was at a loss for a moment.

She raised her head slowly, but saw her deep eyes, her voice was low, and she only said a few words: "I don't blame you."

Bai Yutang was stunned, a sense of sourness welled up from the depths of his throat, his hands retracted into his sleeves and clenched into fists, he turned his head away.

After a long time, he said in a low voice: "I should stop him, I shouldn't let him go into battle."

"You can't stop him." Ah Jiu took a deep breath: "You and I should know that he is this kind of person, even if you change places with him, he can't stop you!"

Bai Yutang didn't speak.

Looking at him, Ah Jiu felt that in just a few days, this gorgeous and wanton Chinchilla seemed to be a different person, silent and reticent, suppressing all emotions, but with a deep anger in his brows.

His injuries hadn't healed yet, his breath was still unstable, and his whole body looked bone-stiff.

She didn't know how to comfort her.

She couldn't say that Zhan Zhao's first life was actually a catastrophe for a god. How cruel would it be for these mortals who are struggling to survive and really exist?

Chinchilla's trust and friendship are extremely precious, and once you give it, you will give it all.

Making troubles in Tokyo, seizing the Three Treasures, saving the crown prince, fighting Xiangyang, fencing and fighting wine, riding horses and flirting, all are in front of you through the years.

How can it be erased lightly?

"Fifth Brother..." She sighed, "It's not your fault...really..."

Bai Yutang took a deep breath, and was about to say something just now, but saw the baby suddenly babbling and crying, moving his body to go into her arms.

Ah Jiu knew that the little guy was hungry.

She bent down to pick him up, and when she looked up again, Bai Yutang had already got up and turned his back to avoid suspicion.

"Fifth Brother..."

She called out, but Bai Yutang didn't look back: "You have a good rest, I'll see you again when I have time."

After speaking, he opened the curtain and left the tent.

Ah Jiu watched his back disappear behind the curtain, feeling a little dazed for a moment.

For some reason, there was some inexplicable worry.

Unexpectedly, this worry became a reality at night.

At that time, she had already comforted the child to sleep, but Di Qing met him outside.

He hurried in with a chill in his body, but his face was full of worry: "Your Highness, Fifth Master Bai is gone."

"what?"

Ah Jiu was slightly startled, since Zhan Zhao's background, Mu Guiying strictly ordered the whole army not to act without authorization, but Bai Yutang... He was originally from the Jianghu, and the iron laws of the military did not control him at all!

"I saw him in the mourning hall when I was patrolling the camp an hour ago, but now the entire camp is gone...I'm afraid..."

Di Qing was very helpless, if he really went to that dangerous place, so what if he was a mortal...

Ah Jiu had already put on his clothes and got up: "I'll stop him!"

Ah Jiu chased it all the way for dozens of miles, and with the faint skylight, he could vaguely see the white shadow galloping in the Populus euphratica forest in front of him.

Her eyes sank slightly, and the crescent moon pendant under her ears flashed a cold light, turning into two blades of light, as bright as the moonlight, piercing through the air like a dragon. In the night, the wind was rustling, and before Bai Yutang had time to rein in his horse, his body was thrown off Get off your horse.

He got up in a hurry, but saw that Ah Jiu had already caught up with his horse and stood in front of him.

"Bai Yutang, stop for me!"

Bai Yutang was stunned for a moment, seeing her undecided panting, he sighed in his heart, and stopped asking, "What are you here for?"

"I'll stop you from going to die!" Seeing him like this, Ah Jiu burst out angrily, "Isn't it enough to walk through the gate of hell, and feed the wolves in such a hurry?"

Bai Yutang actually sneered, patted the dust off his body, and got on his horse again: "Why don't you know, maybe I, Bai Yutang, are destined to enter the gate of hell!"

"You—" Ah Jiu was out of breath, and took a deep breath: "Zhan Zhao is dead, Qisha has become a demon, this matter is a foregone conclusion, even if you go, it won't help!"

"So, do you want me to sit and watch my brother die in a dead end?"

Bai Yutang looked back at her, his eyes were deep and boundless, Ah Jiu was startled.

"You are acting on your own will!" She was stunned for a moment, and almost shouted, "Even if Zhan Zhao has a spirit in heaven, would he be willing to watch you die?"

"I won't go, so are you going?" Bai Yutang asked her back, "I'm a mortal, so aren't you and Mu Shuai? We're both made of flesh and blood, so what's the difference?"

He breathed a sigh of relief: "Don't worry, I'm just checking the situation in the formation, and I may not die."

After finishing speaking, he let out a long sigh, reined in the horse's head, added a whip and rushed out again.

Ah Jiu was startled, and he had already run a few miles away in the blink of an eye.

She was finally out of breath, the light of the knife in her hand flew up, the crescent moon was like a moon, bright like an eagle's eye, circling staggered and went straight to his back.

Bai Yutang heard the murderous aura behind him, he turned around and drew his sword, Hua Ying unsheathed, but saw the blade whirling like lightning in mid-air, the knife was at the vital point, forcing him to be exhausted in parrying.

In an instant, several bloodstains were drawn on his chest, and he couldn't stabilize his body and fell off the horse.

Bai Yutang was horrified, he didn't know where this powerful magic weapon came from, and it forced him to be helpless.

At this time, Ah Jiu had already galloped up to catch up, and looked down at him from above: "I can't even pass through this mere flying knife formation, so why are you talking about the seven evil formations!"

Bai Yutang was taken aback for a moment, and his face became very ugly.

Huaying had already staggered to the ground, he picked up the sword slowly, but it was even heavier, the hand holding the hilt was trembling in the night.

He, Bai Yutang, was a man all his life, and he was rarely afraid of anything.

But no matter how unafraid of ghosts and gods, he must not admit the gap in strength.

The devil in the seven evil formations is not an existence that mortals can match.

But knowing this, he just wants to give birth to more unwillingness.

He clenched the hilt of the sword with great difficulty, his eyes were bloodshot, probably pulling the original injury, and a mouthful of blood spewed out when his chest felt tight.

The long sword, which was half buried in the yellow sand, was immediately stained with mottled blood.

Taking advantage of the darkness, Ah Jiu's eyes suddenly moved: "Fifth Brother, your sword?"

When Bai Yutang looked at it again, the spots of dark red blood gradually spread to the long and narrow sword, and for a moment the snow-colored long sword was covered with a magnificent halo.

This is--

"It was the same in the formation that day..." He was in a daze, and drew his sword. The situation was so urgent that day that he had no time to care about Huaying's abnormality, but now this sword?

Ah Jiu jumped off the horse, and looked carefully at the long sword glowing with crimson halo, and suddenly thought of something, which was a bit unbelievable: "This is... Huaying's sword spirit?"

"Huaying is the sword of life. It was owned by the Zhuanyu Gaoyang family in the past. It is rumored that this sword refers to the growth of wood and the retreat of water. It fell asleep in the sheath, and there was no trace of awakening, so it has been nothing but a famous sword in the world for thousands of years."

"But now..."

In the turning camp, the lights in the military tent were brightly lit. Mu Guiying looked at the long sword lying horizontally in front of him, and the auspicious brilliance could be faintly seen in the plain white scabbard.

"Perhaps it was sensed by the bloodiness of the master, so the sword spirit was awakened."

Ah Jiu said slowly.

All ancient swords have spirits.

It's just that most of the sword spirits are sleeping in the sheath, and it is usually difficult to wake up.

Even the famous swords like Zhanlu and Juque, if the sword spirit is not awakened, they are nothing but sharp weapons in the world.

And if the sword spirit wakes up, the sword becomes a divine weapon.

Mu Guiying thought for a moment, as if she realized something.

Di Qing on one side also raised her eyebrows.

Ah Jiu met the searching gaze from the opposite side: "The power of the Qisha formation comes from the evil spirits and evil thoughts in the formation, and it is precisely through the power of these tens of thousands of resentful spirits and evil spirits that Chi You completes the art of gathering souls and resurrecting the soul with corpses. And If Huaying really has the power to transform the souls of the dead, as the rumors say, then it will surely be able to transform the evil thoughts of these resentful spirits in the formation. If Huaying can be inserted into the eyes of the Tianshu formation, it can make the formation If we turn around, dissipate our grievances, and weaken Chi You's own strength, we may still have a chance of winning!"

Mu Guiying was silent for a while: "What are the chances of winning?"

But Ah Jiu didn't answer, and said after a long time, "Mourinho, the enemy we are facing now is not the party members, nor the demon Dao He Lianpeng, but Chi You, the god of war who killed countless people in ancient times. Resentment is coming back, and we are just mortals with flesh and blood, what do you think the chances of winning are?"

Mu Guiying looked solemn and did not speak.

Even Bai Yutang stood beside him with his arms tied, his breathing stagnated for a moment.

"All we can rely on is this body of martial arts and enthusiasm. Even with the protection of the divine weapon, it only adds two or three points to the chance of winning. The rest..." Ah Jiu took a deep breath slowly, raised his head Looking at the high dome of the tent, "It depends on God's will."

When Chi You came back to life, the Heavenly Court would definitely not sit still.

And now that Yang Jian has returned to his throne, he will eventually fight with him.

Di Qing understood, and went out to cup his hands: "Mu Shuai, the law of heaven reincarnates, and evil cannot prevail. Chi You's tyranny violates the law of heaven, so he will not end well. We will not be defeated again if we have a divine weapon to protect us. I ask Mourinho to order, Fight it again!"

Bai Yutang has been silent all this time, with his eyelids lowered to hide the waves in his eyes, he suddenly raised his head, walked over to put away his shadow: "The ancient sword has spirit, since it has the will to fight, how can Bai not fight?" Ying--Mu Shuai, although I, Bai Yutang, do not understand magic techniques, if I can use my sword to slay demons, I will not hesitate to smash my bones to pieces!"

When he said this, he stood tall with a sword in his hand, his white clothes were like snow, his eyes were as sharp as a knife, Mu Guiying looked at the young faces in front of him, and remembered the past from a long time ago.

How many old people were there who were as young, so brave, so passionate, and so soul-stirring as they regarded death as home?

Those warriors who went forward indomitably charged for their homeland are now ashes to ashes, and dust to dust.

And these young people in front of them, will they also follow in the footsteps of their ancestors to die for the country with their lives and practice righteousness with their lives?

She sighed.

"This battle is fierce, and life and death are nothing to worry about. You...although you are still young, you still have people who care about you at home, and even... there are still children waiting to be fed." She shifted her gaze to Ah Jiu: "You guys, think clearly ?”

Ah Jiu's shoulders trembled slightly, but she took a deep breath and raised her voice: "Under the overturned nest, how can there be any eggs? Once Chi You becomes a climate, the Three Realms may be overthrown. How can I escape? Why not take this opportunity and give it another go!"

Mu Guiying looked at her, and then slowly looked at Di Qing and Bai Yutang who were beside her. She was silent, but her heart was already full of blood.

"Okay!" Suddenly, she raised her voice, took two steps, looked at the huge sand table in the center, her eyes were as sharp as an eagle, and she could faintly see the heroic posture of riding a horse and spear: "In this case, I have nothing to fear. Please, all of you, work together to save the people of Song Dynasty and the people of the Three Realms from the present catastrophe!"

A palm strike, crisp and powerful.

☆、Chapter 43