Blood mixed with rainwater floated out from the forest, and it was so rich that even a heavy rain could not wash it away.
Many of the leaves on the tree fell from the fierce battle just now and fell into a pool of blood.
Withered leaves, green blood.
Five of the Seven Kunlun Sons were lying in a pool of blood, with their eyes wide open, full of disbelief and horror, just like King Xiaoyao who was lying on Black Wind Mountain at this moment.
But the difference is that their fatal injury is just a bright red mark on their forehead, just like a small hole from a mosquito bite.
Dongfang Bubai killed them, but he was so stingy that he didn't even want a little bit of Baqi's poisonous blood to stick to the needle.
Fortunately, there is at least one whole corpse. Their pupils reflect the bright clouds in the sky and the gradually thinning rain. The journey of life has ended, the disaster and misfortune have also ended, but the disaster of those who escaped has just begun.
Neither Lu Xiaofeng nor Xiao Feng pursued him anymore.
They still have plenty of strength in their bodies, but their hearts are a little tired.
Jiang Dali had expected this kind of tiredness, so Jiang Dali had told the two of them that if no more powerful enemies showed up, they would not have to do anything too tiring.
They didn't understand what Jiang Dali meant by "too tiring things".
How can it be said that it is too tiring to be able to block some enemies for a brother and a benefactor?
Even a wise person like Lu Xiaofeng is puzzled. They feel that as long as it is a matter of brother and benefactor, they will never be tired.
But now they finally understand that it is really tiring.
When they understood this, they couldn't help but want to go to Black Wind Mountain as soon as possible and find Jiang Dali and have a drink.
It's the village leader who understands them. Although they are tired, they suddenly feel less tired. This contradictory mentality can be summed up in one sentence - a scholar will die for his confidant!
They rushed straight to Black Wind Mountain in the wind and rain. Not only did they want to stay away from the bloodshed of the Righteous Alliance, but they also wanted to rush up the mountain immediately to see the outcome of the battle between King Xiaoyao and the village leader.
Although they all have full confidence in Jiang Dali, King Xiaoyao has been famous in the world for a long time. The best result they all thought of at this time was that King Xiaoyao could not help but retreat due to the indestructible steel body of the village leader.
If this is the result, then the best situation they want to see has already occurred. The Righteous Alliance has lost its troops and will lose a strong man like Xiaoyao King to lead the battle. They will definitely not think about causing trouble to the village leader in the future.
The so-called battle between good and evil is no longer necessary.
Moreover, they never thought that the Righteous Alliance must be righteous and the leader of Black Wind Village must be black.
...
"Bata, bah".
The heavy rain, which has become much weaker, hits the leaves in the forest like countless drum heads.
Liao Kong did not shed any tears, but the expression on his face seemed more tragic than the tears. This was undoubtedly the case in the so-called great sadness without tears.
He panted violently, clutching the wound on his chest that was getting increasingly numb and corrosive, and walked quickly through the forest with a severed arm and a whisk in his arms.
The arm belongs to Shaolin Abbot Xuan Ji, and there are nine scars on the palm similar to the one on the top of the monk's head, which looks rough, cold and stiff.
The whisk belongs to Emei Mie Shitai. Although the strong Mie Mie is not the best among all the people, his fighting spirit and will to die are the strongest among them all. He fought until the end and was killed by the demon of Queen of Yin.
Be willing to take a step back.
The Righteous Alliance has suffered heavy losses so far in the battle. Xuanji and Mie Mie are dead, Sanmao Palace Sanshou Zhenren is dead, Tang Sect elders Mrs. Tang and Mr. Tang can run fast with oil on their soles, but they are afraid that they will not be able to get rid of their bodies today.
Even under the pursuit of Dongfang Bubai, who was extremely fast, he could not escape death.
Even he himself felt that the rain that had weakened his life was about to end.
But he was still running, still holding on to some hope in his heart. He wanted to escape, but he heard the news that King Xiaoyao had killed the leader of Black Wind Village.
The shadows of the trees ahead are sparse. Is the road ahead exhausted?
At this moment, a delicate woman's chuckle sounded in the empty eardrum.
"The master once had a close relationship with his concubine Xuandu. How come he is so afraid of me when he sees me and refuses to stay thousands of miles away?"
Liao Kong couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.
A white shadow flashed through the woods like a ghost, and suddenly disappeared. A whistling sound like a chirping ghost sounded in the empty eardrum.
The roar suddenly expanded like a wave, and in an instant the whole world seemed to be changing with wind and rain, filled with the terrifying sound of howling wind.
The waves cracked the shore and surged.
Suddenly, I felt that my whole body had lost all concentration and energy. I felt as if I had fallen from a high altitude. All the five kandhas were confused. The world was spinning. I shouted with all my strength, and slammed the golden clock in my hand against my forehead. After the collision, I made a clear sound of "dong".
Break this demonic voice and stand firm.
When I looked up again, I saw that I had already rushed out of the forest. The cold raindrops mixed with the cold wind were beating on my face. I felt like my insides were turning upside down. I felt extremely weak with cold sweat on my forehead. I spat out a mouthful of gall.
His legs gave out and he fell into the muddy water, feeling extremely embarrassed.
At this time, the thunderous sound of horse hooves actually vibrated in the wind and rain, as if thousands of troops were marching straight to this place through wind and rain.
Kong Kong was shocked and reluctantly raised his head to look, only to feel that after vomiting, his whole body was weak and his old eyes were dim. In the blurry rain curtain hundreds of steps ahead, a huge team of black-armored soldiers came like a black dragon, like a strong wind, trampled by iron hooves.
Mud and water burst out below, mountains and rivers trembled, and ghosts and gods fled in fear.
"Elite soldiers of Song Dynasty?!"
Liao Kong looked shocked.
Suddenly I felt something. Looking back, I saw the shadows of trees swaying in the wind amid the rain.
A pretty woman in simple and elegant clothes, with a beautiful face shrouded in the mist and rain, is standing in the wind. Her graceful and slender figure rises and falls slightly as the shadows of the trees sway. Her soft voice echoes the sound of horse hooves like water waves.
came from.
"Since the master is determined to leave, I will not force you to stay. I wish you a safe journey..."
Liao Kong's expression suddenly changed and he hurriedly got up from the mud.
A large number of cavalrymen rushed like wild thunder and quickly spread out and formed a circle. The horses' hooves were like paddles tumbling in the fast river water, trampling the ground into mud spots and shooting out. The swords and spears were like a forest, and they were gleaming and almost shaking.
Blind Man Eyes faced the sky with shocking murderous intent, and thousands of cavalry shouted loudly.
"Anyone who insults the champion will be killed without mercy!!"
"Insult the champion and divide the body into pieces!!"
"The person who insults the champion deserves to die!!!"
A loud shout, like thunder, rushed into the sky, shook the wind and clouds, and filled the land with evil spirits.
Liao Kong's face turned pale, his blood faded away, and his body trembled violently. He felt that the belief he had formed in forming an alliance to kill was completely shattered by the scoldings of the elite soldiers of the Song Dynasty, and could no longer be condensed.
What is right?
What is evil?
What is elimination of evil.
What is evil?
What is right?
People in the Song Dynasty regarded the leader of Heifeng Village as a hero.
The righteous way of martial arts regards the leader of Black Wind Village as a devil.
If the leader of Black Wind Village is a demon, is King Xiaoyao a hero?
Do you want to get rid of the demon for the Jianghu people and Cihang Jingzhai, and become the hated demon in the hearts of the people of Song Dynasty, or do you want to recognize the hearts of the people of Song Dynasty?
It turns out that the insistence on good and evil and eliminating evil from the beginning was already wrong. Different ways do not work together. If your way is not my way, you are the devil.
Bah!
The broken arm and fly whisk fell to the ground and mixed into the mud.
Kung's body was hunched, he sat cross-legged on the ground, and all the energy in his body was scattered. The skin of his originally middle-aged face suddenly collapsed, and in the blink of an eye, he looked like a waning old man under the astonished eyes, just like the one in the portrait of Jing Nian Zen Sect.
Old look.
"Amitabha! If you see me with forms and seek me with sounds, you will be practicing wrong ways and will not be able to see the Tathagata. All conditioned dharmas are like bubbles in dreams, like dew or lightning. You should observe like this..."
His eyes were slightly closed, and he was chanting Buddhist sutras with his rosary beads in his hand. Suddenly, blood began to bleed from the corner of his mouth, his heart was broken, and he died in front of the eyes of all the soldiers.
Almost at the same time.
Every player in every corner of the world who triggered and received the Class A mission "Righteous Public Enemy" received a message that the mission had failed.
This kind of prompt is not surprising to the players.
Everyone believed that this mission was destined to fail from the very beginning.
However, no one knew that there were still so few people who once again received new mission instructions due to the opening of the side mission of the appearance of the inner heavenly monk of Jing Nian Zen Sect.
...
In the dark mountain forest, three dark figures stood.
No one noticed that these three figures had been watching Heifeng Village for a long time, looking cautious and extremely fearful that they were about to make a move but finally chose to give up.
After a while, the clouds dispersed and the rain stopped.
An arc-shaped, translucent rainbow emerged between the mountains and forests, filled with light brown, bright yellow, and reddish halos, looming in the mist, as if pulled out of the misty deep ravine, and drawing an arc on the horizon.
, and fell into a deep ravine.
On the Black Wind Village, Jiang Dali's burly body sat on the broad ridge of the roof, with the black cloak behind him rustling in the wind, like strong arms made of steel bars holding the fiery red Dali Fire Lindao.
He closed his eyes and concentrated on the blazing blade and the strange and mysterious realm-breaking bead, without thinking and feeling the feeling of the wind blowing on the blade.
In a daze, he gradually felt that the burning and ferocious pain in his chest seemed to become weaker, and the powerful fire sword seemed to become a part of his body, extending continuously. This was a subtle feeling that could never be described.
The Dali Fire Lin Sword seemed to have suddenly become an inseparable part of him at this moment, like an extension of his spirit.
Discussions from the players came from various locations on the distant courtyard walls and corners, like a chaotic stream of messages rushing into their minds.
The sound of two robes breaking through the wind appeared at the foot of the mountain, and the sound of footsteps approaching quickly.
Tuk-tuk...tuk-tuk...
Just by listening to the two completely different foot sounds, one can tell that they are Xiao Feng and Lu Xiaofeng.
In the dark, a sense of danger like a needle suddenly came from the east. It stung for a while and then subsided, as if it had never happened before.
"Um!?"
Jiang Dali was suddenly alert and opened his tiger eyes. A cold light flashed in his eyes, and he looked towards the mountains to the east...
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