Facing the moonlight, Zhao Yun rushed past like a startling roar.
"I'm just kidding." The mustache was still there, with one hand covering his waist, like a follower. He had been following him for most of the night, shouting a lot, "Wait a minute, why are you running so fast?"
"Someone is chasing you." Zhao Yun was too lazy to talk nonsense.
"That's right, this is the top card of Zuimenglou." The old man with the mustache glanced at Mengdie again. To be honest, this girl's condition is not very good. When she watched the dance earlier, she was still at the peak of her true spirit. Now her cultivation has faded. At the end of the day, let alone longevity, it is like a deflated rubber ball. Time is passing by. There is no trace of rosiness in the pale cheeks, and there is a trace of pain that cannot be concealed.
Zhao Yun didn't say much and just ran away risking his life.
I actually thought about putting Mengdie into the Lord of the Rings, but living things couldn't get in. As for Liu Ruxin, she was an exception. She became a living dead due to her bloodline awakening, and the ice coffin was sealed, so she could barely put it inside. At this moment, even if there was another An ice coffin may not be easy to use, and Mengdie's situation is special.
"We are destined to meet each other. Let me help you." Mustache took a white talisman, breathed a sigh of relief on it, and put it on Mengdie's back, "This is a covering talisman, which can isolate the space between the curse seals in a short period of time." Mutual connections.”
"It's easy not to."
“It definitely works.”
"Is there any more? Give me one!"
Zhao Yun looked at Mustache's small baggage and saw that there were many good items in it.
"Just this one, it's worth a lot of money." The mustache looked painful.
"Thank you." Zhao Yun smiled and speeded up.
"Wait for me." The mustache followed again. Maybe he was really bored and wanted to find someone to chat with.
They left, and the pursuers stopped.
Both those flying in the sky and those running on the ground have their bodies fixed.
Just in the first few moments, the connection between the curse seal and the curse seal became blurred. At this moment, it seems to have been isolated, and the direction can no longer be determined. The world is so big, it is really difficult to find.
"Covering charm?
"An old man in purple robe frowned.
"It seems that there is help from an expert." A young man with blood hair holding a folding fan said with a faint smile.
"Since it's a curse, it has its own time limit, so just wait." A hunchbacked old woman said calmly.
Here, Zhao Yun has settled down and stopped at a dilapidated ancient temple.
The mustachioed man was panting, and he caught up with him soon after. He looked up and down at Zhao Yun, wondering where he could get so many quick-traveling charms. He changed a dozen of them along the way. He chased Zhao Yun all the way, and almost lost him.
"girl?"
Zhao Yun put down Mengdie and called softly.
Mengdie had fainted at some point, and blood was still flowing from the corner of her mouth from time to time. Not only her cheeks were pale, but her whole body was pale without a trace of redness. Just like that, the remaining energy and blood were still slowly passing away.
"Am I very ugly at this moment?"
Mengdie didn't even open her eyes, she seemed to have exhausted all her strength in speaking.
"It's beautiful." Zhao Yun smiled and continued to instill essence and vitality.
"Give her a good time! She won't have to suffer like this." The mustache took out the cigarette rod and stuffed it with tobacco. Although it was not very serious, such a tragic scene was really unbearable to look at.
Zhao Yun remained silent and would not take action.
Perhaps it was obsession and kindness that caused trouble, and he wanted to bring the living Mengdie back to Wangchuan.
At least, let her take another look at her hometown before she dies.
"The time limit for hiding the spell has expired. If I take her with me anymore, I will be a living target." The mustache clicked as he smoked a cigarette, exhaling the smoke deeply, "You should know the background of Zuimenglou."
"It all depends on man."
Zhao Yun took off his mysterious robe and covered it with Mengdie. This robe also had the ability to conceal opportunities. Although it could not conceal the curse seal, it could
It can also have a vague effect, but it always takes some time.
"If we're not relatives, why are you doing this?" The mustachioed man knocked the ashes from his cigarette, stuffed a ball of tobacco into his mouth, and said slowly, "In today's world, compassion is rampant, and you may lose your life if you don't care."
"I promised her."
"How much is a promise worth?" The mustache couldn't help but smile.
"My mother said, promise to others..."
"Yes, yes, I am really convinced by you." The mustache interrupted Zhao Yun's words, reached into his arms, took out a red pill, and threw it to Zhao Yun at will. There were three stripes on it, extremely
Eye-catching, it is obviously a three-line elixir, and its ranking is not low among the three lines.
"Fake Death Pill."
Zhao Yun took it and recognized it instantly. He once wanted to be an alchemist, and he had worked hard in this area. He had read too many ancient books about detailed explanations of elixirs, and the most common ones were from Linglong Pavilion. However, those ancient books
The scrolls were all destroyed in Guimingshan Cave.
"Boy, your horizons are not low!" the mustache said with a smile.
"Thank you."
Zhao Yun expressed his sincere thanks. Without thinking, he stuffed the Suspended Death Pill into Mengdie's mouth and poured a mouthful of spiritual liquid into it. The pill dissolved, and Mengdie, who was still breathing weakly, gradually
She lost her breath, even her beating heart stopped, and the blood flowing in her body slowly solidified. Her body was covered with a layer of white frost that was visible to the naked eye. At first glance, it looked like an ice sculpture.
It is portrayed lifelike.
This is the power of this elixir.
The fake death pill, as the name suggests, can help people fake death. Once taken, they will be no different from the dead. After the potion wears off, they will be resurrected. The mustache gave him this pill, which has an obvious meaning. He should use it to isolate the connection between the curse seals. Mengdie
He is now dead, and his pursuers can no longer sense him through the curse seal.
"Verbal thanks are not real at all." The mustache curled his lips.
"Then let's do something real." Zhao Yun brushed his hands and said,
He took out a stack of charms.
"Oops? The hanging talisman."
Seeing the eight-character nonsense, I stopped smoking, and Ma Liu took it. This is a good thing, more precious than a quick-moving talisman. With it, you can go straight up out of thin air, walk in the air, and your imagination is full of imagination.
"Really not."
"It's true." The mustache smiled happily.
Zhao Yun waved his hands and put Mengdie into the Ring. He was already in the state of a dead person and could enter the Ring. As for the mustache, he was still a good person and would always give him a surprise at critical moments.
"See you."
Zhao Yun said that and left the ancient temple and hit the road again.
"See you."
The mustache said that it was a good idea, and followed him quickly.
"Why are you still following me?"
"After you finish sending this girl off, let's discuss something."
Accompanied by the sound of conversation, the two of them gradually drifted away.
It is worth mentioning that the mustache with the hanging talisman is really ostentatious. He uses the hanging talisman and the quick-moving talisman to fly in the sky, and sometimes he makes a sound, just like a big bird.
Jumping back and forth, Zhao Yun felt quite excited about bending a bow and setting an arrow.
An arrow shot through. It was perfect.
"The curse seal disappeared?"
Under the moon, the pursuers stopped again and looked at each other in shock.
"died?"
"It's only been one day, how could it be so fast?"
"It's not safe, it's because it was destroyed. There's a lot of chaos outside these days."
"Search separately. If you want to see the person alive, you want to see the corpse if you die."
The purple-robed old man said lightly, the light in his old eyes was uncertain, and he felt that it was another trick to hide his eyesight. He used a concealing spell, and maybe there was also a fake death pill. In order to escape, Mengdie must have worked hard.