This Lord is Too Cruel: 313 Can you remember the Lord? (Seeking monthly pass)
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"Yes." The soul replied, only to go to the altar this time. Naipuo was ordered to follow, and he was receiving news from the border gate.
Beside the holy pool, the saint looking at Su Ri's clear water is now a pool of blood, and the surface of the pool is shaking, even the entire holy altar is shaking violently.
"How can this be good?" Zuozhu raised his eyes to look at the situation, and asked worriedly.
When the saint saw this, her eyes sinked slightly, and she looked straight at the holy pond, seeming to be thinking about countermeasures.
In the holy pond, Feng Aotian supported the Tianzhu with both hands, and saw that the aura of the meteor body really slowly dissipated, her eyes dimmed, "Meteor, hold on to the Lord, do you hear me."
Meteor vomited blood again, and he was limp on the ground, unable to move.
Feng Aotian looked at her like this, then raised his eyes to look at Tianzhu, and raised his voice, "Who dares to move him with a master?"
Meteor opened his eyes that were already a little loose and stared at Feng Aotian, with a bright smile on his mouth, "Holy Lord..."
Feng Aotian looked at the meteor, and saw that his whole person became imaginary and real, and seemed to dissipate in an instant. Her phoenix eyes were slightly sinking, and the corners of her mouth were cold. "
Listening to Feng Aotian's voice, Meteor slowly raised his eyes and looked at Feng Aotian, with a smile on his mouth, but he couldn't move anyway.
At this time, Feng Aotian can’t be cloned. If this Tianzhu collapses, then the entire saint clan will be ruined. She watched the meteor become weaker and weaker, and the small figure exuded a faint silver light. It’s like a sky full of stars, just blow it lightly, it will scatter and disappear, and her heart will follow, a feeling of powerlessness that has never been felt before, she wants to keep the meteor in her arms, At first, Feng Yinqi drank the thousand-year-old powder for her, but what about the meteors? Could it also disappear in front of her like this?
Meteor feels that he is about to disappear. Now he has only regrets left in his heart. This is the real divine condemnation. He has revealed the secret, but now it has caused the disaster of the holy race. If he can use his life alone But if he saves the saints, he will die without regret, but it is a pity that the cat father-in-law has not eaten enough food, he has not accompany the dog to lose weight, and the Lord's country has not been unified, so he left like this?
Feng Aotian's heart tugged fiercely, she stared at the meteor, but her hands were supporting the Tianzhu, "Meteor is supporting!"
She felt that now she could not say anything other than this sentence, and the meteor was limp in the center, and the whole person had become translucent, "Holy Lord...Meteor... I can't stop..."
Feng Aotian shook her head, she felt that she couldn't do anything, she couldn't help anything, she felt more heartache when she remembered the sound she heard at the Gate of the Future that day.
"No..." Feng Aotian shouted loudly. What else can she do at this time?
By the side of the sacred pool, the saint looked at the blood-colored pool water that became more agitated, and felt that the whole world was shaking, she immediately sat on the ground, letting the blood rain wet her clothes, her palms folded together , Closed his eyes, the whole body exudes aura, shrouded in the holy pond in front of him.
When the two ambassadors saw this, they immediately sat down and used their own aura to stabilize the holy pond. Suddenly a black shadow flashed by, and then fell into the holy pond. The dog fell into the white light and looked around. The white light, then entered the fourth white light, and saw the shooting star lying in the middle of the altar, the aura has dissipated, and the whole person is gradually disappearing.
It closed its eyes, and then rushed into the white light, standing in front of the shooting star, the shooting star clearly saw that it was a **** dog, and said in a weak voice, "It's great, I can see you before I leave. ."
The dog snorted, and then the whole body exudes a golden light, closed his eyes, and saw the golden light covering the meteor, slowly gathering the aura that was about to dissipate.
Meteor looked at the dog and wanted to stop it, but he couldn't do anything. He shook his head, "No, you can't do this."
The dog closed his eyes, but didn't pay attention to him. He watched that the aura around him had returned to Meteor's body. Time slowly passed, but the golden light on the dog's body slowly faded.
Meteor looked at the dog like this, tears gushing from his eyes.
Feng Aotian is now fully concentrating on integrating spiritual power with the thousand-year-old spiritual aura condensed here, and pour it onto the pillar.
Outside the holy pond, the violently shaking world and the earth gradually calmed down, and the blood rain in the sky gradually stopped, until finally, the sky cleared, and the water in the holy pond also faded blood red , Restored the peace of the past.
The saint put away her aura, raised her eyes to see them still stained with blood, but the low-pitched rain of blood has disappeared, she didn't care about wiping the blood on her body, just looked at the holy pond, and immediately relieved. "It seems to have escaped."
"Yes." The two envoys from the left and right were also relieved, and looked up at the saint, "Justice, I saw a black shadow rushing into the holy pond, what is that?"
When the saint heard it, she thought to herself, and then said, "It should be the dog that the meteor brought last time."
"Oh." The right ambassador nodded slightly, and then saw the saint, "It's just that why is the world shaking, and it rains blood?"
"It should be the Tianzhu in the holy pond shaking." The saint looked at the holy pond indifferently, "I just don't know if it will appear again after this time."
"The blood rain in this day was also a thousand years ago. Is it possible that the saint race will experience another catastrophe?" Zuo Shi also asked worriedly.
The saint sighed quietly, "This matter is not what you and I can stop, everything is God's will."
The two ambassadors of the left and right nodded in response, "Yes, God's will."
In the holy pond, Feng Aotian saw that Tianzhu had stabilized, she immediately put her palms away, then turned and fell in front of the meteor, and saw that the meteor had recovered, and he was watching with tears lying on the ground God dog.
Feng Aotian lowered his head, watching the **** dog lying motionless on the ground, his eyes closed tightly, and seeing that he was much older, he didn't seem to have much strength, and he would disappear in an instant.
The meteor stroked the head of the dog and whispered, "It will give me all of its spiritual power, but it can't escape life, old age, sickness, and death. It's already old."
Feng Aotian looked at the **** dog, and then at the meteor, "You can accompany it to the end."
"Yeah." Meteor nodded, then hugged the huge body of the dog, and whispered, "How can I get fat again? I can't eat too much in the future."
Feng Aotian looked at the meteor like this, then looked at the dog, remembering the dog’s former appearance, her eyes were dull, is this their fate? So, will the things in the door of the future come true one by one? She suddenly felt a pain in her heart, clutching her chest, but spit out a mouthful of black blood.
Meteor turned his eyes and watched Feng Aotian vomit blood. The black blood dripping from the white jade on the ground was quickly eroded by the jade and penetrated into the jade, shocking.
The meteor is holding the dog, but he feels that it has come to the end of life. His heart is sour. He blames himself for too many mouths. Now it is him who is dead, not the dog.
Feng Aotian left the sacred pool with the meteor and the dog. The saint and the two envoys waited for her. Seeing her and the meteor came out unharmed, then he saw the dog held by the meteor and the body of the dog. It is about the same size as a meteor, and the meteor is holding it like this, and only the top of his head can be seen.
Feng Aotian didn't say a word, but left the altar with the meteor and the dog. Instead of going to the border, he returned to Fengqi.
In the capital of Fengqi State, Mu Hanjin looked at the light beam that symbolized the dog’s natal chart was dimmed, he sighed quietly, "After all, he did not escape this disaster."
Feng Qing and Feng Yang stood on both sides of Mu Hanjin, both silent. The age of the dog is much older than them. They have lived in the Feng Clan for hundreds of years, but now, they... …
Meteor hugged the dog from beginning to end, and didn't let go for a moment. Feng Aotian looked at him like this, and didn't say much. It had been five days after riding Aoxue back to Fengqi.
And on this day, a historic moment occurred when Long Yin finally took the only 200,000 horses left, slashed all the way, and now wields his army in the capital of Yunguo, and his soldiers are under the city. The sky was gray, with breathless depression.
Yun Wuxu sits in the Golden Luang Temple. In these days, no matter what method he uses, he can't crack the secret technique of the Tianlong cicada silk. Is this the fate of the real cloud kingdom, and he has become the king of the subjugated kingdom.
Yun Wuxu raised his eyes and looked into the distance. He had only been on the throne for two months, but now he watched Yunguo being breached. Even if he died, he was still a sinner of Yunguo.
"The emperor..." The hundreds of officials knelt in the Golden Luang Temple, all sorrowful.
Listening to the sound of the horn from outside the palace, it resounded across the sky, and then I saw guards coming to report urgently, "The emperor, Feng Qiguo’s army has begun to attack the city, and General Mo personally led his troops out of the city. Door, fight to the death."
Yun Wuxu just raised his voice and laughed, always sitting in the Golden Luang Hall, while the officials kneeled on the ground without saying a word.
He held the Tianlong Cicada Silk tightly in his hand, even if he were to die, he would take the Tianlong Cicada Silk to hell.
Long Yin raised his eyes and looked at the last city wall. His face was solemn, without a half smile. In the past month, he finally broke through Yunguo, because he had been in Yunguo for two months. He is very familiar with Yun Nation, so he knows how to dispatch troops to attack Yun Nation at the fastest speed with the most advantageous advantage.
Jin Yao thought of the hard fight along the way. They were invincible, and finally came to the last line of defense. Now that they can break this place, then the whole country of Yun is in their hands, thinking about the original ruin and sinking. The picture of the success of the ten thousand bones withered, her heart is full of emotion, this is the first time since the war, she has felt what is the real battlefield, what is the difficulty and joy.
She turned her eyes to look at Long Yin, feeling more and more that he was a veritable **** of war, the **** of war, she turned her eyes to see that the soldiers were eager to try, he raised his hand, the horn sounded, and the soldiers rushed forward .
The city gate was wide open, and Mo Fan personally rushed out with the men and horses. After repeated battles and defeats, Mo Fan’s past pride has long been crushed by tramples. He only now knows what is called God of War, but , He understood even more that even if he died on the battlefield, he could not be a subjugated slave. As a soldier, he would rather die in battle than survive.
The officials knelt in the Jinluan Temple and kept silent. Time passed by little by little. Less than two hours later, they heard the guards report again, "Enjoy the emperor, General Mo Fan has died in battle."
The whole hall was in an uproar. Now that even Mo Fan has died in battle, then Yunguo is afraid that it has reached the calamity. They are all worried about their own life and death, and the fate of Yunguo.
Two hours later, the sky was getting dark, and the sky suddenly started to rain heavily, and the entire palace was washed again, but the officials were trembling, not knowing what to do.
Immediately afterwards, I saw the guards coming again to report, "The emperor, the enemy has already invaded the city and is now rushing towards the palace."
When the hundred officials heard this, they trembled all over, and then Cheng Xianxian hurriedly said, "The emperor, you are related to the future of Yunguo, this place is blocked by old officials, you should go first."
Yun Wuxu raised his hand to look at Long Chansi that day, the corner of his mouth twitched, and then he slapped his palms. He saw that the gate of the Golden Luang Temple was closed, and the officials watched in horror as the hall closed, and the hall flickered With the shining palace lantern, the thunderstorm outside the hall shook the sky, but the breath of death flowing in the hall made them shudder.
Yun Wuxu clicked the corner of his mouth, "All the Aiqings are willing to live and die with Yun Country?"
When the hundreds of officials heard this, they knelt on the ground and trembled. The prime minister naturally knew what would happen next, and then knelt in the center of the hall, "The ministers are waiting to coexist and die with my country. ."
As soon as his voice fell, some officials were ready to die and responded in unison. However, some officials who were timid and afraid of death did not dare to speak out. They were already scared to the corners of their mouths. trembling.
Yun Wuxu laughed loudly, and then heard a report from the guard outside the door, "The emperor, the enemy has invaded the palace, and the humble ranks are swearing to guard the palace."
As soon as the voice fell, I heard the sound of horseshoes, shouts of killing, footsteps, and the sound of weapons colliding from outside the hall. With the sound of rain, Yun Wuxu slowly got up, and then he was ready. The sword was picked up, and the sword was out of its sheath, radiating a cold light of bloodthirsty. He held the sword and stood in front of the prime minister step by step. The sword pierced the prime minister’s chest, and the blood splashed on the bright yellow carpet. On his dragon robe, there was a murderous smile at the corner of his mouth, then he pulled the sword from the prime minister's chest, and then stabbed the officials beside him. Then he saw that the loyal officials had risen one after another, tall. He shouted long live, hitting his head on the red pillar, and the whole closed hall was filled with blood. The other officials retreated in fright and fled one after another, but Yun Wuxu seemed to kill his eyes with scarlet eyes. He was stabbed to death one by one with the sword in his hand. Until the end, he was the only one left in the huge Jinluan Temple. The corpse was everywhere. He walked slowly to the dragon chair, looked down at the dragon cicada that day, and laughed wildly. , And then picked up the candlestick on one side and lit the bright yellow curtain on the side. A gust of wind blew up, and the entire Golden Luang Temple was swallowed in the fire in a flash. Yun Wuxu sat back on the dragon chair, holding the dragon cicada silk in his hand, and then I lit it and watched it burnt to death with his own eyes. He just laughed wildly. He felt that he had taken everything away. Even with these hundred officials who were loyal and patriotic, he wanted to see. What is left in Yunguo?
Outside the hall, Long Yin stood under the jade steps on a horse, raising his eyes to look at the burning hall. At this moment, the heavy rain also stopped. Without heavy rain, the whole palace burned more and more presumptuous. The palace burned for three days and nights before it stopped.
The sky is getting darker, but the sky above the capital of Yunguo is blazing, but the people in the capital are afraid to come out. They can only hide in the house, with the doors and windows closed, waiting for them is not burning, killing, looting, but safe. thing.
The next day, when they walked out of the house, they saw the fire from the palace still lit and the sky full of smoke billowing. They couldn't help feeling sad, and then they knelt on the ground one after another, saluting.
Long Yin took the remaining men and horses, quickly gathered the entire capital city, and then reorganized it. Feng Aotian had sent a message earlier that he was temporarily in charge of all affairs of Yunguo, and Jin Yao assisted.
When Feng Aotian rushed to the capital of Fengqi State, he had just received news from Po, that Yun State had been broken, and now only Leqi was left.
Meteor hugged the dog and got off the horse. Mu Hanjin also stepped out of the imperial dormitory, and saw Feng Aotian approaching. He saw the dying dog, and his gentle eyes flashed. Sadly.
Feng Aotian stepped forward and looked at Mu Hanjin, but there was no smile. She felt that her current self was no longer the coldness and indifference of the past.
She held Mu Hanjin's hand, "Is there any way to save it?"
"Huifeng Clan." Mu Hanjin held Feng Aotian's hand, and could feel her cold from the inside out. Even now that she knew that Yunguo was breached, she was not too happy.
She raised her eyes to look at Po, "How good is Dragon Yin?"
Pouthang headed back and replied, "Everything is fine with the dragon. He once again created a myth."
Feng Aotian could hear Po's admiration for Long Yin, she barely evoked a smile, and then replied, "Well, let him pay attention to his body, I will visit him in a few days."
"Yes." Po responded, and then flew away.
Lan Jingshu and Leng Peihan came out, "The emperor."
Feng Aotian looked at Lan Jingshu and said with a smile, "Come over and let the master take a look."
"Yes." Lan Jing replied, stepping up to her side, Feng Aotian raised his hand and caressed his face, "Don't work too hard. I'm thin after a few days."
Lan Jingshu responded warmly, "Yes."
Feng Aotian looked at Leng Peihan, "Your complexion has improved a lot. The imperial examination is coming soon, so pay attention."
"Yes." Leng Peihan responded with a smile.
Feng Aotian took Mu Hanjin's hand, turned around and looked at Meteor holding the dog, "Go ahead and talk about everything when the master comes back."
"Chen Gong sent the emperor to the emperor." Lan Jingshu replied, knowing that Feng Aotian is now in a bad mood because of the dog's affairs, but he can't help much.
Mu Hanjin looked at Feng Aotian like this, he seemed to think that she was like this she had never seen before, and Feng Aotian in the past, no matter what time it was, she was in the world, invincible, proud and confident , However, she is now in a somewhat downturn. Could it be that what happened to her during this time? Still in the holy race, what did she see?
Meteor looked at Mu Hanjin, and then asked, "Can the dog be saved?"
Mu Hanjin looked at the meteor, raised his hand to caress his face, and whispered, "Let’s talk about the Huifeng clan."
"Yeah." Meteor nodded, and then left the palace with Feng Aotian and Mu Hanjin to the Wind Clan.
Leng Peihan could see that something was wrong with Feng Aotian, and looked at Lan Jingshu, "Is the emperor worried about the dog?"
"Yeah." Lan Jingshu nodded, "The emperor seems ruthless, but in fact he is the most sentimental."
Leng Peihan nodded, "Yes, the emperor has suffered too much, and the emperor is ruthless, but she is the most loving and righteous emperor I have ever seen."
Lan Jingshu looked at Leng Peihan sideways, and said with a smile, "Let’s go and work, and the imperial examination will be six days later. These days, some are busy."
"Yeah." Leng Peihan nodded. Now she has forgotten the pain of losing a child. It is not so much that she has forgotten, it is better that she does not want to mention it.
Back to the Wind Clan, Mu Hanjin asked Meteor to take the dog and put it beside the holy spring.
The meteor hugged the dog to the holy spring, and then carefully put it down, he squatted beside it, and began to chatter, "You said you, when you were outside, you always thought about this holy spring. , Now I’m back, just drink more, I’ll scoop it for you."
"Yeah." The dog fell asleep for so long, but at this moment he slowly opened his eyes and made a noise.
The meteor was overjoyed, and quickly took the water bag to pick up the holy spring, and then he personally fed the dog. The dog opened his mouth and drank some before he had some strength. Looking at the meteor, "You are really nagging."
Meteor saw that the dog was able to speak, and quickly raised a bright smile, "Hehe, only you listen to my nagging, but you..."
The dog didn’t have the strength to get up, then turned to look at the holy spring, “I’ve been in the Wind Clan for hundreds of years, but I’ve never gone out to see the outside world. These days, with you, I’m I'm very happy, and it's not in vain."
The tears of the meteor shed rustlingly, and quickly fell on the dog's body, "You will always be with me, I won't let you go."
The dog hummed a few times, "You want to crush me."
Meteor quickly got up, still looking at the dog with tears, "Holy Lord and Mu Hanjin will think of a way to save you."
The dog said with a smile, "I know that I don't have much time. As long as you live well, even bring my share, it's fine."
When Meteor heard it, he became more and more sad, "But, it's me that **** it, you shouldn't."
The **** dog chuckled, "Really a fool, even if I live a few hundred years, I won't become a human form, but you are different. You are so greedy, you can eat more."
Meteor couldn't help howling and crying. He couldn't help crying all the way along the way, but now, he couldn't help crying anymore.
The dog didn't stop him, let him cry, but it was watching.
Feng Aotian walked to the temple, looked at the golden scroll in front of him, and then raised his eyes to look at Mu Hanjin, "This golden scroll can only be opened once in half a year. Last time, to save Longyin, he used six opportunities. If Long Yin’s body is to be opened now, it will take another month, counting the days, this golden scroll may save the dog?"
"According to the age of the sacred dog, it will not last ten days at most." Mu Hanjin said, looking at Feng Aotian.
Feng Aotian's eyes sank, "Is there any other way?"
"Yes." Mu Hanjin continued, "Now we can use other methods to let him hold the gold scroll until it opens, and then put it in the gold scroll."
Feng Aotian pondered for a moment, "Then what can be done to make it survive?"
"It is said that in addition to Lingyu, the Spirit Clan also has a way to prolong life. You can go to find Yi Mu and see." Mu Hanjin looked at Feng Aotian and said.
Feng Aotian raised his eyes to look at Mu Hanjin, "Then he is willing to come back?"
Mu Hanjin smiled softly, "The emperor personally went to invite him, will he come back?"
Feng Aotian looked into the distance, "But now he can't remember the past at all, and now he is in retreat."
"What does the emperor want?" Mu Hanjin hugged Feng Aotian into his arms, and said warmly, "Is the emperor on his mind?"
Feng Aotian raised his eyes to look at Mu Hanjin, "If one day..."
She wanted to speak, but she kept the words to the bottom of her heart, just looking at him without saying a word.
Mu Hanjin looked at her who was so hesitant to speak, and felt more distressed, "My lord, you are becoming more timid now."
Feng Aotian leaned in his arms, "Yes, my master is becoming more and more timid now. Sometimes, my master feels more ruthless. At least, he won't be afraid of losing, but now..." /
Mu Hanjin stroked her back lightly and said softly, "The minister will accompany the emperor."
Feng Aotian chuckled and gathered her mind. Even at that point, she wouldn't let them make any mistakes. Even if it was ruining the world, she would not hesitate.
"Well, it shouldn't be too late, I will leave for the Spirit Race now." Feng Aotian let go of Mu Hanjin's embrace and looked down at him, "I will leave it to you."
"The emperor, don't worry. The arrangements have been made in the capital, and I just wait for the fish to take the bait." Mu Hanjin smiled and looked at Feng Aotian, her handsome and jade-like face was full of smiles, he made her rest assured.
Feng Aotian raised his hand to caress Mu Hanjin's face, stepped forward and kissed gently on the corner of his lips, then turned around and left the Feng Clan.
Mu Hanjin watched Feng Aotian leave, her gentle eyes flashed dim, what happened to her?
He stepped forward and went to the Holy Spring. Then he saw the meteor crying loudly. He walked up to the meteor and said, "It's fine now, why are you crying like this? Of?"
Meteor raised his head and was crying sadly. When he heard Mu Hanjin's words, he stopped crying in an instant, wiped his tears, looked at Mu Hanjin and asked sobbingly, "I can think of a way. ?"
"Yeah." Mu Hanjin nodded, and then said, "The emperor has gone to the Spirit Race. There should be a way."
"That's good." Meteor hurriedly smiled and turned to look at the dog, "You are finally saved."
The dog looked at Meteor's suddenly changing expression, closing his eyes and not looking at him.
Mu Hanjin looked at the meteor, "What happened to the emperor in the holy pond? Why did she look at it this time, she seemed to have something on her mind?"
Meteor looked at Mu Hanjin and stopped talking, "I can't say. Last time I revealed my secrets and killed the dog, if I say it again, I am afraid..."
"I understand." Mu Hanjin nodded, looked at Meteor and said, "But what's bad?"
Meteor looked at Mu Hanjin with complicated eyes, "It's not a big deal, it has nothing to do with you."
Mu Hanjin became more and more weird as he listened to him, and she turned her eyes to see the dog looking at him.
"You know?" Mu Hanjin asked while looking at the dog.
The dog nodded, and then looked at the meteor, "I am not a member of the saint race, is it a leak of secrets?"
Meteor shook his head quickly, "If you don't get better, I can't say, who knows if it will be."
Seeing that he was so nervous, the dog looked at Mu Hanjin, and then closed his eyes again.
When Meteor returned to the sacred pool again, he remembered what he saw that day, but in those circumstances, even he couldn't figure out what was going on, so how could he tell Mu Hanjin?
Mu Hanjin saw that Meteor said so mysteriously, so she stopped asking more. It seems that there must be something in it that makes her unable to speak, but it is about them.
Feng Aotian has not rested in Fengqi Nation for a while, and then left and rushed to Yu Nation. It will take as long as nine days to come and go from the Spirit Race. If this is the case, I hope that the dog can hold it.
After arriving at the Spirit Race, she immediately followed the road to the Spirit Race and stepped into the main hall. She saw Yi Mu sitting on the lotus seat, still in a pink brocade robe, but the whole person was With a bit more misty air and a bit less weakness, she felt that such Yi Mu was strange to her.
She stepped forward and walked in front of him. After standing still, she saw the person in front of her slowly opening her eyes, putting away her spiritual power, and raising her eyes to look at her.
Feng Aotian raised his hand, drew his fingertips across his eyebrows, leaned slightly, approached his face, and whispered, "After such a long time, do you remember the Lord?"
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