Misery: my feet step out of the flames of war

Chapter 220 Ji Nuxia and the young master’s journey of fighting monsters

Staring at the smaller and smaller black spot on the horizon, Liao Tian was a little anxious, the monster would soon fly out of his sight.

"Thank you sister for saving my life."

"You're welcome."

"I'm going to chase that monster so that it doesn't harm the people. My sister bid farewell."

"You are no match for it, I will go with you."

"it is good."

Ji Wuxia grabbed Liao Tian and chased away in the direction where the monster disappeared.

At this time, the atmosphere in Tiandu was solemn.

When Xianling carried Suzaku back to Tiandu Hall to rescue soldiers, Liao Tian had already been taken away by the monster, and when Luo Hou and Yucixin rushed to the other side of the West Sea, there was no trace left behind.

There was no blood on the ground, which gave Luo Hou some peace of mind.

He stopped Yu Ci's hand that was about to hit Xian Ling violently, and said warmly: "This monster is the giant demon god who ran down from the Zhanyun Realm. Judging from the scene, Liao Tian should have been taken away by the giant demon god. He immediately launched all Allies, find the whereabouts of the Troll God."

"Xianling, that brat, left his brother and ran away. He is so greedy for life and afraid of death, he deserves to be beaten up!"

"There is no greed for life and fear of death. It is the right choice to come back and bring reinforcements. If both brothers fight to the death against the troll god, then they are brave and foolhardy."

Looking at Xian Ling who was crying, Luo Hou didn't want him to leave a psychological shadow, so he reached out and stroked his son's head: "Liao Tian will be fine, go and treat Suzaku."

Although Suzaku's bloodline is noble, he is still just a fledgling. When he was sprayed by the troll god's lightning, not only his feathers were burned off, but there was also a power of thunder and lightning lingering in his body, which needed to be slowly released.

"Father, is my brother really going to be okay?"

"Believe in Liao Tian."

Of the two young masters of Tiandu, Liao Tian is more like Lord Wu in both appearance and personality. Everyone knows that Tiandu's property will be entrusted to Liao Tian sooner or later.

If something happened to Liotian, no one could imagine how Wu Jun would feel.

Wu Jun's expression remained the same: "We will use Tiandu as a dot and conduct a carpet search in four directions. The Troll God is such a huge monster. As long as it appears, it will definitely leave traces."

"Yes!"

Master Chaoyi was very uneasy: "I'm sorry, if Qingshuangtai and I hadn't come here, this would not have happened to me."

"Don't blame yourself. This incident was purely accidental... Is Buwu Donghuang dead?"

Master Chaoyi shook his head: "Qingshuangtai was in a critical situation at that time. I didn't care about fighting with him, so I left Panlongding. He was hit by Qingshuangtai's sword in the chest, but with his cunningness, he would not die so easily. ."

Buwu Donghuang, who was not so easy to die, was really dead.

After Master Chao Yi left, he also left Panlongding, his identity was exposed, so he naturally wanted to find a more secluded place to recuperate.

Halfway through the journey, an extremely beautiful girl walked towards her.

The fragrant wind curls up and passes by.

Although Buwu Donghuang was secretly on guard, he passed by the girl in a flash and did not conflict.

After a few more steps, suddenly Buwu Donghuang stumbled and fell, vomiting thick black blood from his mouth.

"It's poison! Such a strong poison!"

The girl who had already walked away turned around slightly and returned to Buwu Donghuang.

She knelt down and said with a smile: "How is it? The Three-Yin Lianhun was carefully crafted by Tushan Poison Queen. No one in the world can solve it except her."

"The Poison Queen? You, who are you?"

The girl still smiled beautifully, but what she said shocked Qi Taizu more than the poison: "Donghuang Buwu, if you hadn't been behind the scenes to control the death ban, Ouyang Jin would not have died, and I would not have lost anything. Mother."

"Are you Ouyang Jin's daughter? I am your uncle, please save me!"

"Uncle? Humph, you want to kill him just like your own father!"

The girl stood up and walked lightly, Buwu Donghuang held his throat unwillingly, and let out a low cry of pain.

The poison soon entered the brain, leaving him unable to recover, and a generation of talented martial artists perished in the wilderness.

jingle.

jingle.

The ringing of the bell echoed, and a radiant swordsman came here, bowed his head and took away the body of Buwu Donghuang.

The setting sun is shining, and the tower is high in the yellow sand.

There was a new tomb in the cemetery under the tower, and the swordsman buried Buwu Donghuang.

"Taizu Qi, I will bury you, Hen Qiangu, and my son together. You can walk with Hen Qiangu under the underworld. If you see my son, please tell him that his father has never forgotten him."

The bell of the tower is leisurely, passing away with the wind.

Just after the swordsman left and the moon rose, a thunderbolt without warning struck the tomb in Xinlei. Dust suddenly rose and the tombstone collapsed.

The black body of Qi Taizu was exposed.

Suddenly, there was a strong wind, the tower bell rang crazily, and strange breaths burst out from Qi Taizu's body and poured into the depths of the ground.

The cracked tomb is like the earth's open mouth, constantly absorbing these breaths.

After a long time, the last ray of breath dissipated, and Qi Taizu lost all his flesh and blood, leaving only a pale skeleton.

At this time, in Lingzhou in the distant Beihai, a hero who looked exactly like Taizu Qi seemed to have sensed it, and sighed to the moon: "I didn't expect you to die so easily."

At the same time, Liao Tian almost collapsed from running.

He declined Ji Wuxia's help and insisted on tracking it by himself. Starting from Xiwulin, the giant demon kept flying randomly, changing its route several times, and the two of them chased it for at least three thousand miles.

Transforming into light and flying requires a lot of internal energy, and Liao Tian's real power has been exhausted to the limit.

Ji Wuxia looked at this strong young man with admiration and unbearableness: "Stop, now it is hiding in the clouds through the night, we can no longer chase it."

Liao Tian clenched his fists with an expression of indignation on his face: "It destroyed three villages along the way and killed more than a thousand people!" "I understand your feelings, but now not only are you exhausted, but you are also Its wounds are still bleeding, and even if we catch up, we can't defeat it."

"At least we can drive it away and avoid civilian casualties."

The two of them chased the troll god all the way. As long as it lowered its flying height, Ji Wuxia would draw his sword.

The sword with red ink in its mouth is called the Tairuoshan Sword. It can strike with one strike and cut the sky and the earth. In addition, the icy power contained in the sword energy can condense the fleshy wings of the giant demon god in an instant to prevent it from hitting the ground. .

Liao Tian took the opportunity to evacuate nearby villagers or use his Wangshu spiritual power to treat the seriously injured.

After several chases and fights, the giant demon god was also seriously injured, and actually became afraid of the two of them. At this moment, he took advantage of the cover of night and hid in the clouds.

The two sat down in the wild forest and lit a bonfire.

"I'll bandage it for you."

Ji Wuxia took off his cloak, tore it into several strips, and wrapped them around Liao Tian's wounds.

"Thank you, I'm fine."

"Your physique is very special. If an ordinary person is exposed to the power of this extreme thunder, his body will be burned. But you only bleed normally. I can see that there is no trace of lightning left in your body."

"I am familiar with the scroll of life, and the spiritual power of the King Tree of Broken Island to protect the body."

Ji Wuxia showed curiosity: "What is the Scroll of Life? What is the King Tree?"

"The Scroll of Life is a martial art from the Killing Broken Island in the Four Realms. The details are as follows..."

After listening to the story about the Four Realms, Ji Wuxia became even more curious: "It turns out there are other worlds beyond the suffering world, so I will definitely go there one day."

Liao Tian was also curious. Ji Wuxia's martial arts was so extraordinary, why he had never heard his father and mother mention such a figure.

"Sister Ji, you don't know the Four Realms, but do you know the Tiandu? My father is Luo Hou, the lord of the Tiandu."

"Tiandu?"

Ji Wuxia still shook his head: "I've never heard of it."

"Sister Ji, then you must be an expert outside the world, having lived in seclusion for many years to practice."

Ji Wuxia tried his best to recall his past, but unfortunately his mind went blank.

"Sorry, I don't remember anything except my name."

"It doesn't matter. In addition to Ji Wuxia, you will know one more name from now on, and that is me - Liao Tian."

"Ha, Liotian, I remember it."

"Ji Wuxia, I also remember it."

"Liao Tian, ​​why don't I send you back to Tiandu? Your parents must be very anxious at this time."

Liao Tian rejected this proposal:
"If we return to Tiandu first, we will lose the trace of this monster and cause greater casualties. Moreover, with the power of Tiandu, they will definitely be able to find this monster, and they will find me if they find the monster."

"That makes sense. I didn't expect you to be so decisive at such a young age."

Liao Tian was a little embarrassed: "Because Sister Ji protects me, I dare to take risks. Sister Ji's chivalrous heart is really worth learning from me."

"Hahahahaha! Ji Wuxia only wants to be a happy swordsman in the world."

"Then I will be a swordsman."

The two chatted casually, a heroine with amnesia and a calm young man, with no communication barriers. On the contrary, Liao Tian talked more.

The night wind came and went, blowing the branches and leaves in the forest.

The bonfire was extinguished, shining on the faces of the two people.

"You have a heart for the world, but you have lost a lot of love. My landscape falls between your eyebrows, are you willing to paint... So your aunt has not agreed to the proposal of Uncle Nanfeng yet?"

"Auntie is very stubborn."

Ji Wuxia thoughtfully said: "This is not stubbornness."

Liao Tian scratched his head. This was not an area he could understand. He was just repeating Uncle Huang Quan's usual complaints to Ji Wuxia.

"what is that?"

"I can't find anyone better than you in this world."

"Sorry, I don't understand very well."

Ji Wuxia couldn't help but laugh: "You are still young."

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, tongues of fire flew into the sky, and then an inexplicable low moan sounded in the wild forest:

"Silence and color are difficult, the heart of the world is profit-seeking, Boye breath is released, and the body is sad when it is lost."

"Familiar voice...terrible voice...I don't want to go back, my head hurts!"

Amidst the constant low moans, Ji Wuxia held his head in his hands and cried out.

"Sister Ji! Sister Ji! Drink~"

Seeing that something was wrong, Liao Tian patted all the newly restored true energy into Ji Wuxia's back heart. Immediately, the inner breath with Wang Shu's holy energy and the three-pole true energy entered, suppressing the strange voice.

"I……"

The impact of various forces made Ji Wuxia fainted.

Liao Tian hurriedly helped her up, explored her wrists, and put his hand under her nose. He was relieved when he saw that her pulse was normal and her breathing was normal.

He sat cross-legged and rested Ji Wuxia's head on his lap.

"Sister Ji, don't worry. I won't allow anyone to hurt you before you wake up."

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