Tianbao Fuyao Lu: 169|After the war

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Li Jinglong reunited with Artai, Lu Xu, and Ashina Joong. Artai used hurricanes to continuously attack the surrounding enemy forces and protect several people. He shouted: "Youkai and people are all mixed together! There is no way to avoid people! "

"Fight." Li Jinglong gasped, "An Lushan has already given up."

So the four rushed through the battlefield, and under the cover of Artest, they released flowing flames and swept around.

The carp demon in the sky also manipulated Jingwei, spraying around. Looking back, Liang Danhuo shouted in the night sky: "Zhao Zilong! You traitor!"

The carp demon yelled with horror and hurriedly avoided Liang Danhuo who was chasing him.

"Don't spray here! Your own people!" As Naqiong was beheading, he found something wrong, and hurriedly avoided the green light. The ground around him instantly formed a deep ditch, and even the rebels and the monsters fell into it! The force of Jingwei's reclamation moved mountains and rivers, wherever he passed, almost unstoppable, Li Jinglong shouted: "Fly to the opposite side!"

The carp demon swooped and flew away. Everyone slashed and killed in the chaos army. Artai’s blazing flames were so dazzling that the monsters almost came out of their nests, leaving the Tang army in disregard. Furiously rushing towards them, a dense encirclement was formed.

Jingwei flew around the encirclement for a week, and more reinforcements from the rebels joined the battlefield. The Tang army was finally demoralized and fled everywhere.

"Can't hold it anymore." Ashnajon gasped.

"Cover them to retreat." Li Jinglong said, "Liang Danhuo is coming."

Liang Danhuo chased Jingwei, and the carp demon sprinted at the extreme speed, but found that Jingwei could not stop, and shouted: "I'm going down! Stop it!"

At the same time, black clouds burst out in the back formation, and wherever they passed, no matter the rebels, the Tang army, or the monster beasts, they were all stranded by this devilish energy, and a hoarse and low voice said: "Death Stop!"

An Lushan emerged from the black fog, turned into a billowing magic cloud, and swept into the battlefield. There were no fingers in the surrounding area. The Tang army outside the black fog was completely terrified. They abandoned their weapons and shouted and panicked. escape. Li Jinglong saw the darkness and shouted: "Withdraw!"

When all the exorcists saw the demon energy group, they were ready to turn around and escaped from the black mist. The rebels were also terrified and evacuated from the demon energy group in a hurry. The demon energy group covered their feet. For a mile, black fire meteors were constantly jetting outwards, and even Liang Danhuo had to avoid its sharpness.

In an instant, the demon energy group rushed rapidly, over the camp, over the trenches, and into the woods. Thousands of trees were all withered, and the living people where they passed were suddenly dead. The exorcists rushed, and the situation was completely reversed!

"Why have you become so strong!" Ashnajon shouted.

Artest kept fighting against the violent winds, and was unable to blow away the devilish energy. Outside the forest, the 200,000 Tang army had been defeated and the defeat was already evident. They rushed to flee, trampled on each other, and trampled soldiers along the way.

After the defeat of the Tang army, the billowing magic cloud still hadn't let go, and roared in a low voice, "Li Jinglong--"

"His goal is me." Li Jinglong gasped.

The battle at Daming Palace almost wiped out Anlu Mountain. The power of Mingtang's veins almost burned this monster to ashes. Li Jinglong knew that Anlu Mountain could not let him go. Except for Yang Guozhong, perhaps his only thorny eye is himself.

In the plains outside Shan County, late at night, the 200,000 Tang army fled hurriedly, and the black clouds were chasing them. The exorcists could not escape it at the speed of running on foot.

"I can take someone to run first." Lu Xu said, "Quick! Who will lift off with me!"

Li Jinglong slowed down and said: "If you don't stop it, the whole Tongguan will be completely finished! You all go, go!"

Speaking, he turned around, pulled out the wisdom sword behind him, and faced the dark clouds that were close at hand.

"Long history!" everyone shouted.

"What's the use?!" Artest roared.

Ashna Joan shouted: "You can't beat it!"

"It's only a gamble." Li Jinglong gasped, "I hope your speculation is correct. A miracle will happen... In this life, my luck has never been better. Let me bet to win..."

Lu Xuwanwan didn't expect that a few words of comfort that made Li Jinglong cheer him up would become his last straw.

"Go!" Li Jinglong shouted angrily, "Get out of here! I will give you the queen!"

"No way!"

Lu Xu is about to rush towards Li Jinglong, but the black cloud has covered them, and everyone loses their way in an instant, all the light disappears, and it is replaced by utter coldness and despair.

"Go!" As Naqiong shouted in the dark, Lu Xu was caught by his wrist and was forcibly dragged out.

Li Jinglong stood in the boundless darkness, holding a dim wisdom sword, facing the surging black clouds.

The purple-black light lit up at the end of the darkness, it was floating in the air, a black figure, surrounded by black fire, making the sound of An Lushan.

"Li Jinglong." An Lushan said in a compassionate voice, "I have always wanted to return this thing to you."

Speaking of the humanoid monster gathered by the black fire, it threw something and fell on the ground, rolling, rolling to Li Jinglong's feet.

Li Jinglong bowed and picked it up.

It was an alloy finger. It was what Hongjun did for him in Luoyang. However, too many things happened in it. Li Jinglong didn’t even look at it, but simply took it. . Afterwards, everyone even made this finger pull into a fake magic weapon. They exchanged the ring of God and Fire before the First World War in Daming Palace, and was taken back by An Lushan to wear it on their hands.

Li Jinglong was holding the finger in his left hand, crossing the Wisdom Sword with his right hand, blocking him, and raising his head to face the darkness.

"Do you still have the illusion of saving the world?!" An Lushan's voice frantically laughed.

Li Jinglong looked at the figure and replied: "Not anymore, now I just want to...save someone."

At dawn, the sun shone on the mountains, Hongjun woke up and yawned.

The climate in early spring is still cold, and the period after leaving Shiwei is the most comfortable time Hongjun has had since the Battle of Dunhuang. Every night, he no longer had nightmares, and there would be no feeling of heavy pressure on his heart.

He seemed to be one with the mountain and forest, wrapped in the thick fur brought out by Morigen, curled up by the fire at night, and lying on the back of the wolf during the day, dozing off, half awake.

"I had a dream last night." Hongjun rolled up his fur coat and came to the stream.

The gray wolf lay in front of the stream, sticking out his tongue and licking the water constantly, and asked: "What dream?"

"I dreamed that I was flying in the air at night." Hongjun said, "It's all dark all around..."

He squatted down, washed his face with the cold stream water, looked at his unkempt reflection in the water, shaken his hands, and said: "Jing Long is holding the wisdom sword horizontally in front of him, still holding his left hand Something, he just looked at me like this, he said, "Hongjun...I can't do it, I failed."

The Canglang turned his head and glanced at Hongjun.

Hongjun pondered for a while, then thought for a while, and said, "Why is his heart lamp gone like this?"

The gray wolf replied casually: "Because he can't look away."

Hongjun stared at the grey wolf in a daze. The grey wolf walked towards him and lay down on the grass. Hongjun turned over and rode up. The grey wolf leaped over the creek and ran towards the south.

"I think he looks quite open." Hongjun said, "You see that he doesn't even need his own life and burns the soul to solve An Lushan."

"Sacrifice yourself." The gray wolf replied in a low voice while running, "It's not just looking away."

"But life is alive." Hongjun replied, "How many people can really look away? When facing the dream tapir, don't you also..."

"This is the key point." The Canglang ran to the fork in the road and replied, "I ran along the official road and I was seen when I was seen. In a hurry."

Hongjun answered, and he will be able to reach Tongguan in a few days. It took too long to leave everyone this time.

"Why do you say that?" Hongjun asked again.

Early spring arrives, but the northern fields are no longer cultivated, barren and overgrown with weeds.

"He always gives me a feeling: he believes no one, only himself." The gray wolf ran across the official road and sniffed the smell of blood in the air.

Hongjun said: "How is it possible? Which time is not everyone together..."

The gray wolf replied: "That's right. Every time, everyone works together to defeat a powerful enemy. But you think about it, in order to protect everyone and protect you, you even sacrifice your own life. Yourself No matter how difficult the situation is, I am unwilling to let my comrades take risks. This is certainly protection, but it is also a kind of indecision."

Hongjun: "It's just his character."

"The three words he most often said were'trust me.'" The wolf said in a daze, "'trust me, we will win', all the difficulties fell on his shoulders, and he didn't even want Anyone will bear it for him."

Hongjun pondered for a moment, and the gray wolf said: "Sometimes I always wonder, is the Exorcist really sharing life and death? Maybe this is what Fudo King wants to tell him. The demon rope is handed over to you, and eclipse Yuegong gave it to me, you said, what is hinted here?"

Hong Jun: "..."

"That is to say..." Hongjun murmured, "Maybe, the next artifact will be in Artai or Yongsi, or..."

"The bound demon rope is under the Zhenlong Tower, and the eclipse moon bow is in the solitary peak." The gray wolf murmured, "This should not be accidental."

A few days later, the wolf carrying Hongjun was stationed on a hill in the northwest of Shan County, overlooking the plain. After they entered the Central Plains, Canglang proposed to go around Tongguan, pass through Shan County, and explore the situation in the Anlu Mountain camp by the way. However, what they saw was barren.

The army was all withdrawn.

Hong Jun was surprised: "Retired?"

"Don't be too happy." Morigen and Hongjun walked through the camp abandoned by the rebels and came to the trench. This was obviously a battlefield. There was blood in the trench, and tens of thousands of Tang Army armors were discarded.

Hongjun picked up a halberd, danced a few times, and said, "What's the matter?"

The plain is full of criss-cross ravines, and it seems that someone has used a huge plow to turn the whole land around.

The trees in the forest are all withered, and there is a scorched black for a few miles.

"Be prepared." Morigen pounced forward and turned into a wolf.

Hongjun hasn't understood yet. Looking at the sword stuck on the ground, he turned over the back of the wolf. The wolf quickly rushed to Tongguan. As the destination got closer, Hongjun had an ominous premonition deep in his heart. Also getting stronger. They didn't talk, and when they ran across a clearing, the wolf stopped briefly.

Hongjun always feels very familiar here, but he can't tell where he has seen him. This is just an ordinary open space outside Tongguan. Immediately afterwards, Canglang set off again, rushing towards Tongguan almost at the fastest speed. The mountains on both sides of Tongguan seemed to have been burned once, the door was closed and the walls were full of blackened traces.

"No...no." Hongjun only felt a tingling from his back to his scalp, and his voice trembled with grief.

The guards were no longer there. They rushed into Tongguan. The houses in Tongxian County were destroyed, and the school grounds in the Guan were full of discarded armor.

"Why are there so many armors?!" The wolf said in disbelief.

There is a saying called "throwing the helmet and abandoning the armor". When the two armies are at war, if one party is defeated, they will throw down the armor and flee. Some people will throw away the inner armor or leather lining.

The gray wolf lowered his head and sniffed the armor around, but Hong Jun got off the wolf's back and walked towards the end of the school in Tong County. The gray wolf turned his head and said: "Don't go far, you have to find their whereabouts immediately!"

Hongjun walked to the center of the schoolyard and saw two headless corpses across the field. These were the only two corpses they saw along the way. A figure crouched, leaning slantingly under the school field, the blood on the broken neck had dried up and appeared purple-black. There is a cane on the side of the schoolyard.

The other, wearing armor, was tall and kept kneeling, but it didn't fall for a long time after being beheaded.

The gray wolf followed, and said in a deep voice: "Hongjun."

Hongjun trembling, picked up the crutch. He had seen it more than once. It was in Feng Changqing's hand and was waved high when he scolded Li Jinglong.

Mo Rigen and Hongjun fell into a long silence. Hongjun walked to the corpse and looked down into the wooden trough. There were two human heads inside—the heads of Feng Changqing and Gao Xianzhi, both full of anger. open eyes.

Hong Jun: "..."

Morigen turned his head and looked into the distance.

"Someone beheaded them." Morigen said, "They didn't even collect their bodies."

Hongjun said: "It was just breached? How could it be?"

Morigen whispered: "It doesn't look like a rebel."

Hongjun looked at Morigen suddenly, and Morigen said: "With the temperament of the rebels, if they cannot be persuaded to surrender, they will be left with their corpses or hung on Tongguan. Or they will be enchanted for An Lushan to drive. "

Obviously as soon as the execution was over, the rebels broke through Tongguan, and everyone fled in a hurry, no longer caring about collecting the bodies of the two guards. Poor Feng Changqing and Gao Xianzhi, the first wise, just fell under Tongguan.

Hongjun said: "They have to be buried."

Mo Rigen said: "It's too late, Hongjun, the other people are still alive or dead."

Hongjun looked at Morigen, with sorrow and intolerance between his eyebrows, Morigen finally gave in and said: "Fine."

Hongjun came over to the straw mat, picked up the heads of the two of them, and placed them on their necks, holding the heads of Feng Changqing and Gao Xianzhi, smoothing their eyes that were not staring at them, and the gray wolf plowed away the soil. , Put the straw mat in, and the two men worked together to fill it.

The sky was dark. After finishing it, Hongjun leaned in front of Tongguan and said, "Where did they go?"

The gray wolf said: "Nothing will happen, all of them are powerful, walking along the rebel army, maybe you can find it."

"Who?" Someone found them, Hongjun was shocked instantly, and the wolf shouted: "Come on!"

The patrolling rebels came and shouted. The gray wolf jumped over the ruins and galloped around the ruins. The gray wolf roared wildly. The horses fled in chaos, throwing off the rebel soldiers.

"Go!" Hong Jun said.

The gray wolf suppressed the urge to bite the enemy, turned his head and rushed to the west, leaving Tongguan.