Lord of the Desert

Chapter 455 Juggernaut
Hong Fan was in a daze and was dreaming.

In his dream, he was running a business in Xijing. Everything went smoothly for many years and he finally saw the opening of the railway.

To celebrate this achievement, he held a banquet in Tinghai Pavilion and gathered with a large group of people including Hong Jian, Wu Ruyi, Qu Luoyi, Duan Tiannan, Gu Yixin and others.

People came and went at the banquet, and dozens or even hundreds of faces changed.

Hong Fan was slightly tipsy and saw Shen Moya and Tang Shaoyou each dragging Shen Tiexin and Tang Xingqing to the table, insisting on marrying them. As a result, the two old men had a few disagreements over the position after the marriage and actually started fighting in the hall.

The guests burst into laughter.

Hong Fan stood up to persuade them, but he inadvertently found that Hong Jian, who was sitting in the main seat, had left at some point, and Duan Tiannan was quietly walking out of the main gate. He suddenly felt panic in his heart.

"What's the hurry?"

He was about to chase out the door, but was grabbed by the shoulder and pulled back, falling straight into the sky.

When he woke up, the first thing Hong Fan saw was a weathered old face with stubble all over it.

"you're awake?"

Shi Yuanwei said in surprise, a spicy taste of raw garlic gushing out of his mouth.

"Oh, yes, I was just dreaming."

Hong Fan turned his head and saw the flickering candlelight on the table and darkness outside the yard.

"What time is it now?"

he asked.

"It's the evening of the 28th, almost 9pm."

Shi Yuanwei threw the remaining clove of garlic in his hand into his mouth and chewed it, then limped to the table and brought back a glass of cold water.

Hong Fan raised his head and took a drink from the cup. He discovered that the cup had a small hole missing and that the porcelain glaze was glittering with many colorful spots. This meant that it was definitely not an ordinary product.

“This is not my cup.”

he wondered.

"I was wondering how the Wei family could possibly give you a chipped cup. It must have been left behind by His Highness."

Shi Yuanwei suddenly realized.

"Why is her cup here?"

Hongfan leaned back against the pillow.

"She stayed by your side for the first few hours you were unconscious, and she even bandaged you herself."

Shi Yuanwei's tone was sour.

"The medicine you are using now is called 'White Snow Fragrant Ointment', it is a royal product from the Forbidden City. It is said that one ounce costs two to three hundred strings of cash. I estimate that half a pound was applied to you."

Hong Fan felt warm at the words, and looked up at the neatly bandaged body: "Your Highness, as the commander-in-chief of the three armies, is indeed meticulous in his work."

"cut."

Shi Yuanwei sneered.

"Your Highness changed the bandages you wore this morning. Now you are wearing my bandages!"

While they were chatting and laughing, the news that Hong Fan had woken up spread, and within a quarter of an hour, more than twenty people gathered in the yard.

Xiao Chu was also among them. Although his face had not yet returned to normal color, his temperament was as dashing as usual, as if all the laughter and tears on the city wall had never happened.

At the hour of Hai, Zishou Wen Changqing, the most skilled doctor in the city, performed acupuncture on Hong Fan, and then changed the bandages.

Midnight.

Everyone had left, the courtyard was quiet, and the only team of the princess's guards was guarding outside the wall.

Hong Fan slept for half the night and was awakened by the itching on his calves. He endured the pain and got up to untie the bandage.

Under the thin moonlight, the carbonized skin from the burns has formed a scab.

The vitality of an innate warrior is extremely strong.

Although the injuries he suffered this time looked horrific, the treatment was no more difficult than the invasion of external evil or the occupation of true essence. In addition, with the assistance of top-level trauma medicine, he recovered quickly.

But the faster the wound heals, the more unbearable the itching becomes.

"Just three tickles, just three ticks..."

Hong Fan couldn't hold on any longer and scratched the new scab, which indeed started bleeding.

But the blood frightened him.

Hong Fan forced out blazing fire energy from his fingertips to illuminate the room. After looking at it for a moment, he struggled to get off the bed, went to the table, lit a candle, and stepped on the table to use the light to look again.

But no matter how you look at it, the red blood flowing from under the scab is tinged with gold.

"Could it be that there is Snow White Fragrance Cream mixed in the blood?"

He whispered to himself, completely untied the bandage on his calf, and made a new cut on the sole of his foot with his fingernail.

The blood that flowed out was indeed inlaid with gold threads.

Hong Fan put the bandage back on, extinguished the candle and sat down at the bedside in a daze.

He had known for a long time that his bloodline would transform into a dragon - at the end of June last year, in Jinhai City, he had seen the sand world from within - but the process from tiny golden spots to conspicuous golden threads was too fast, making it hard to tell whether it was a blessing or a curse.

If a newcomer who suddenly appears reveals his dragon blood, everyone will only think that he is an illegitimate child or a branch of a wealthy family.

However, as a genius, Hong Fan had been wounded in battle many times in public, and many people had seen the original color of his blood.

As everyone knows, there is only one way to obtain dragon blood, and that is to take the blood from the dragon's heir, refine it, and then drink it.

For example, Wan Guangji back then.

Not only is this not a correct method, but it will also arouse strong hostility from the aristocratic families.

[In future battles, you must try to avoid bleeding. In addition, you must wear gold and red clothes. Not only can this help you cover up your injuries, but you can also use the fading of the fabric as an excuse...]

Hong Fan's mind was in a state of confusion, and he was seriously injured and weak, so he soon fell into a deep sleep again.

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During the last two days of April, the insect swarm watched from afar because they were afraid of the "God of Fire".

On the first day of May, all of China and the rest of the country celebrated the Dragon Calling Festival, and the capital held an especially grand ceremony.

The more than 400,000 people in Erbai City were unaware of all this and didn't care.

Amidst the fear and trepidation, they were just thankful to have survived another day in peace.

The second day of May.

In the early morning, dark clouds covered the city and no sunlight was visible.

The heavy rain tortured the world frantically.

In the past few days, nearly ten thousand real insects have arrived, and the number of insects has increased dramatically to twenty-eight thousand.

The balance of power inside and outside the city has become completely unbalanced.

By noon, the swarm could no longer hold back and marched forward despite the unfavorable weather. There were no cannons on the city walls, and the scattered heavy crossbows penetrated the rain, making it difficult to discern the results of the battle.

The battle started directly on the top of the city.

Although the Zerg's three elements are focused on their opponents, they never stray far from the battlefield.

Obviously, this is to restrict Hong Fan from entering at any time.

But they didn't know that the latter itself had no Dragon Soul Fruit to use.

At noon, the rain reached its peak, bombarding the city walls with waves of strong wind, blurring the human flag signals and drum sounds and diluting the pheromones of the insects.

A golden light suddenly appeared in the heavy rain curtain, cutting through all the water droplets in its path.

The purple lightning formed a net, deflecting Vajrabodhi's sharp blade.

While Xiao Tanghuang was dealing with Gu Yixin, he was also feeling an uneasiness in his heart from an unknown source.

Only a few hundred meters away in the city, Hong Fan's forehead twitched and he also noticed something unusual.

He pushed his wheelchair out of the porch, looked up at the clouds in the heavy rain to relax his mind, but soon his senses became blurred.

Showers are retrograde transparent meteors.

And "I" was hanging upside down in the sky, overlooking the gray and wet earth...

【Something big is coming.】

Xiao Tanghuang fought off Gu Yixin, and his uneasiness reached its peak.

[Is this a punishment from God? But everything we have done is for the Ancestral Dragon, how could it be possible...]

He used all his strength to suppress the urge to escape, and used his full Purple Sky True Essence to force Gu Yixin back, then looked towards the east.

There is a rain curtain between heaven and earth.

Xiao Tanghuang clearly didn't see anything, but he still felt it was dazzling.

At low altitude, Zhe Lei knocked Zhou Wenyang away, deliberately brushed past the top of the city wall, and crushed a corner tower.

Those affected flew dozens of meters high and fell to the ground like mud.

The stinging thunder vibrates its mouthparts in a proud and provocative manner.

At that time, thunder rolled down with rain, and a faint sound of swords could be heard.

Judging from the angles of the sound, it seems to be the four words "death is imminent".

Xiao Tanghuang was floating on the top of the city wall, feeling uneasy. He was about to call the two insects, Hanyun and Zhelei, but he heard a loud bang from the depths of the universe.

The cloud reef split straight apart.

A ray of sunlight cuts like a knife, breaking the endless rain curtain into two.

Hong Fan looked up and saw invisible ripples flashing over the city, and then all the wind and rain were shattered into water mist.

The sunlight accumulated in the fog, dazzling and blinding, as if a mountain of light was descending from the clouds.

The sound of rain is escaping.

The thick clouds slowly parted, pushing the dividing line between light and shadow across the city and the land.

Xiao Tanghuang clasped his trembling hands together and realized that he had been holding his breath for a long time without realizing it.

He looked up at the sky with all his strength, and saw a figure flash by in the vastness dozens of miles away, and in a breath it reached the zenith.

He wears a Taoist hat, a long beard, his hands behind his back, and a grey robe, the hem of his clothes fluttering in the wind.

His eyebrows and eyes are sharp, and looking at them is as sharp as cutting.

It was clearly within the range of Yuanci's vision, but he could not make out the face.

"No. 6 on the Heavenly Ranking, 'Sword Opens the World' Wan Guiche?!"

Xiao Tanghuang opened his mouth and murmured, but he could not hear his own voice.

"I came here on the orders of the Ancestral Dragon, and there are no taboos."

Wan Guiche held a scroll above his head in his left hand.

As the sun shines, golden light rises and a dragon's roar can be heard.

Then he pointed his right hand at the insect swarm and said in a commanding voice: "Kill you all."

When Emperor Xiao Tanghuang saw the "Zulong Decree", his expression changed from absurdity to anger, and finally to fear.

A burst of purple light appeared and he turned and fled at full speed.

Wan Guiche didn't even look at it, but just waved his fingers.

Transparent sword energy ripples chased out, and caught up and intersected after a moment.

A burst of blood disappeared into the sky.

Xiao Tanghuang's head and corpse flew diagonally for a moment due to inertia, and then fell in a parabola.

A dragon soul fruit emerged from Hong Fan's sea of ​​consciousness.

Almost at the same time, Zhe Lei, who was fleeing in another direction, had his hind half of his body cut off by a sword energy, but he was still flying.

Wan Guiche glanced at it, then struck with a second strike of the sword, completely cutting it down.

Han Yun lost all hope upon seeing this, and opened and closed his mouthparts at a high frequency, flapping his wings and rushing forward like a white rainbow. Before he could get close, he was hit head-on by the fourth sword energy.

Seeing the three enemy soldiers who had been entangled for a long time die in an instant, Zhou Wenyang, Wei Yuanbai, Gu Yixin and others looked happy, but there was also a hint of melancholy between their brows.

The sword just used is named "Gui Yi", which is the most famous killing method in "Tian Tong Sword Classic", known as "it is sure to hit the target, and it is sure to kill the target".

The cold cloud broke into two pieces and fell like a piece of mud under the city.

Xiao Chu held the chaos and witnessed all this, and finally he put down the heavy burden and sat down on the top of the city.

The swarm of insects turned around and headed down the city without hesitation, like the tide receding off a reef.

But Wan Guiche's murderous intention was not limited to the main culprit.

He flew across the battlefield like an eagle, and wherever he went, there was sword energy as thin as silk and as dense as rain, covering an area of ​​hundreds of meters. Killing pests was easier than cutting grass with a sickle.

"Wanhua Sword..."

This was the second time Xiao Chu had seen this unique skill.

The last time was in October of the twenty-seventh year of Zhenghe, when she stood on the top of the mountain and saw the tide stop flowing where the sword flashed, and the broken limbs of the crazy ghosts fell like rain.

"It's over. It's finally over."

Xiao Chu hugged his knees and sighed, and turned back instinctively, as if looking for someone.

But there was no one behind him.

Only the Erbai City, washed by the heavy rain, was shining brightly under the scorching sun.

(End of this chapter)