Invisible threads formed a huge net, blocking Shi Wuqi's army from the outside. But they kept pulling at the threads, causing this weak defense line to slowly collapse. A hidden weapon penetrated the center of gravity.
Huailan, her steps were obviously slower. The wound was on her side. I don't know if it hurt any internal organs, but she had lost her strength.
Before Tang Qinglan swung his sword for the second time, Tang He slashed at his blade. Qinglan grasped the handle of the knife tightly with one hand and pressed the back of the knife with the other hand. Tang He's knife stood slightly tilted in front of him and was falling.
There was a gap in his blade.
"Knife and man, you have to give up one of them." Tang He said, using more force on his hands. At the same time, Qinglan heard the sound of the person behind her falling to the ground. But she was still conscious, and she held on
Using the grass on the ground, she tried her best to hold up her tired body, and quietly took out the short knife from the side of her boot with her other hand. Even though she knew that her remaining strength was not even enough for her to insert it into an ordinary piece of flesh that would not resist, she still
Go all out.
Otherwise Qinglan will...
"Click."
It's too late.
The barrier knife split into two, and the sharp blade penetrated his jaw, neck, collarbone, chest, abdominal cavity...
Hot blood splashed onto Tang He's face. When the broken knife and the lifeless body fell backward, the woman holding the dagger jumped up.
Shi Wuqi had rushed to the fine net and grabbed a large handful of invisible threads with his bare hands. All the threads were melted in his hands. A large number of corpses swarmed up. When the dagger was only an inch away from Tang He's left chest, he took advantage of the situation and lifted it.
He picked up the horizontal knife and hit her temple with the back of the knife.
A buzzing sound exploded in her ears, as if it overlapped with the tremor of the broken knife. Tang Huailan's vision was blurry, and only the outlines of countless shadows could be seen clearly. She felt very cold, and the action just now caused more blood to leave her side.
There was a penetrating wound on her waist, but she knew that compared to Qinglan, the blood was not as light as a feather.
Their blood melted together and slowly seeped into the earth. The blood slowly took away her body temperature, but she did not feel cold. She tried hard to touch Qinglan, touched the handle of the broken knife that he had clutched until death, and cut it
Hands covered it. His person and knife were colder than hers.
"Huailan!!"
The last thing she heard was Mu Wan shouting at the top of his lungs.
When Tang Huailan opened his eyes again, it was already dark.
The surrounding was very quiet, which made her wonder if she was deaf. But the sound of gasping for air when she stood up made her clearly realize that her hearing was still very good. She felt pain in her abdomen, and although the hidden weapon penetrated her
It was not poisonous, but the wound was still hot and hot. She lowered her head and touched it. The gauze was very clean and no blood seeped out. She pressed it gently and she could feel a medical bag, which should be used to stop bleeding.
There was a bowl of cold medicine on the ground, and a full bowl of old gauze soaked in blood was piled beside the straw mat. Her temples were still aching faintly, and there was a burning sensation and a burning sound on her side. The fire burned very small, but quickly.
It went out. Tang Huailan checked his clothes again and found that most of the hidden weapons were missing, but there were some left.
Her hair was untied, the outermost layer was cut in half, and it suddenly became thinner around her shoulders. No one combed her hair, so the long coil of steel needles left in her hair was still there. She stretched out her hand
, and quietly grasped it.
When Mu Wan walked towards her with firewood in her arms, a figure appeared from behind the tree and pressed a cold weapon against her neck.
"...No one will hurt you." Mu Wan quickly calmed down, "If you don't add more firewood, you will freeze to death."
"Where is Qinglan?"
"..."
Mu Wan didn't say anything, and hugged the firewood in his hand tighter. Tang Huailan suddenly let go, walked tiredly to the straw mat, and collapsed on it again. She looked defenseless, but Mu Wan knew that if she got even one foot closer to her
Within that period, that piece of steel needle will definitely penetrate any part of your body.
"The good news is that we got the Night Screaming Stone. In addition, we also found the other things we needed from the child. But... when we wanted to take her away, she refused even if she died, and even took Shan Hai's
My hand was bitten."
"What does that kid do?"
"..." Mu Wan tried to find a gentler explanation, but couldn't find one. "Anyway, the child will be killed by him sooner or later."
"Does she know?"
"I have no idea."
The two were silent for a while. They still didn't let down their guard against each other, one was psychological, the other was behavioral, but it was far more than these two. After a while, Tang Huailan said lightly:
"Be servile."
"You can't say that. He is just a child. He will believe whoever he spends a long time with. We are just a group of strangers, and it is normal for her to be afraid of us."
"You let him run away." She said, "Let Tang He."
Hearing that name, Mu Wan gritted his teeth: "I can't wait to kill him. He killed my senior sister, my friend, and my brother."
"He also killed my brother."
Mu Wan sighed. It seemed that Tang Huailan had realized and accepted this fact. Her waist was still weak, so she could only use her hands to push herself up and stand side by side with Mu Wan. Mu Wan threw the firewood beside the fire.
There was a barrier knife inside that was familiar to Huailan. She picked up the scabbard and handed it to her with both hands.
"It broke. We put both pieces inside."
Tang Huailan took the knife and pulled it out of the scabbard, and it turned out that it was only half-cut. The first half of the blade was still in the scabbard, which was heavy. She held the remaining half of the knife upright in front of her eyes, and the flames made it glow brightly. Huailan just stared at it like this.
Looking at herself on the blade, her face was cold and calm. Old and new scratches were all over the blade, appearing on her highlighted face, like the wounds she was born with.
Mu Wan didn't look at her. She squatted down and added firewood to the fire one by one.
After a long while, Tang Huailan inserted the knife back and asked casually: "Where is the half-demon?"
"Long Miao. He's... okay. Shanhai has controlled the demonic nature in his body. But the incense burner is still in his body. We have to find a way to take it out. Cang Yu is afraid that we will dissect him alive and he keeps an eye on us.
.Ah, mountains and seas and Wuqi
They were all seriously injured. They had a head-on confrontation with the Tengu, and now they are lying on the other side. Here, there is the fire over there. All your medicines were applied by Aluan. You are the most seriously injured, and our medicines are very limited.
But my life was saved."
"Thanks."
Mu Wan was stunned for a moment. She originally thought that Tang Huailan was a cold person. When they rescued her, they were already prepared to be scolded or get bitten back. Doing good deeds and whether the other party accepts them or not are two different things. She didn't expect her to be so disrespectful.
Although he was stingy about thanking him, this made Mu Wan a little unprepared.
"Uh, hey, it's okay, that's right. It's just...Miss Tang, we must not be able to give it to you that night when you cry for stones." Mu Wan's tone was a bit regretful, "At least not for the time being. Please forgive me, there is nothing we can do.
.”
"fine."
This was the second time that Mu Wan was stunned. She agreed too simply and without any theoretical meaning, which made her very confused.
"But, in this case... you won't be able to deal with the Tang family. Will you be punished? And your partner... will they be lenient? At least, they should realize that this time the enemy is not what they imagined.
That’s easy to deal with.”
Mu Wan shook his head gently.
"I have no intention of going back."
"Ah, is that so...that's right, they won't be soft-hearted. Then, do you want to go to Zuofenmen?"
"We will definitely be found. If we still obey the orders of the hall master Tang Huansheng... who is our adoptive father, he will think that there is no need for me to go back. The mission failed over and over again, and his adopted son was involved. He
He will be so angry that he wishes I was buried with him, and wishes I would never appear in front of him again, and he will not admit that he has educated two such failed disciples."
"Where's the master's house..."
"They win no matter what. If we die, we can weaken the power of Tang Huansheng who made them suspicious; if we do not die, but have made meritorious service, we will be transferred to the master's house and be sent around; if we fail, we will be
He must be punished, and there will be endless orders to obey in the future. As for crying at night, it is not important at all. It is just that it is said to make people think that the Tang family has been embarrassed. In fact, compared with the benefits of their internal rectification, it is a sure profit.
"
"..."
Mu Wan knew that the family power was always in chaos, but she didn't know that the water was so deep that she couldn't see the bottom. She couldn't do anything more about the current situation. But she knew that if it were her former self, she would probably say something like this:
"Want to come with us?"
But she didn't. She wasn't the same person she used to be.
"Well, as for Tang Qinglan..." Mu Wan carefully tested, "Do you want to take him away, or..."
"Where is he?"
"We put it far away and covered him with a cloth..."
"I'll bury him in the middle of the night."
"Uh, eh?" Mu Wan's expression was a little strange. Apart from surprise, there were too many emotions that she didn't know how to express, because Tang Huailan's tone was a little calm, as if the cat that died here was just a cat that had been raised for several years.
Cats and dogs, "Are you sure? Isn't it a little rushed and crude..."
"It doesn't have to be too much trouble. Jianghu people don't have that many rules. We don't have a family, and no one cares about us. We made an agreement before we were alive that whoever dies will be buried there."
"This, this is fine."
Mu Wan observed her carefully. She did not show much sadness or hatred. But Mu Wan firmly believed that these feelings were hidden deep in her heart. As a person who had also lost her close relatives and friends, she could be keenly aware of it.
This unique sadness is like the fragrance of flowers in the middle of the night. Even if you don't search for it deliberately or express it clearly, you can still smell this kind of sadness that appears and disappears.
Neither the moonlight nor the firelight could penetrate Huailan's eyes. There was a layer of ice on her eyes, which had not melted due to the heat, but under the gloomy eyes, the part that was not good at expressing had tended to boil.
She looked at her palm, and it seemed like there was still a lot of fresh blood on it.
"Just tell us what you want us to do for you. If Shan Hai is in good health, he can help you with the rituals... If you can't move him because he's injured, you can wait until daybreak and let Shi Wuqi think of a way."
"I've got it, I'll do it myself."
She always speaks so briefly.
"Then, if there's nothing else, I'll go over and rest first." Mu Wan pointed to the bonfire over there, "If you need anything, come to us at any time. We'll help you if we can."
"good."
So Mu Wan stood up and patted the dirt on her body. Halfway through, she looked back and found Tang Huailan standing there looking here. Those faint eyes looked like a sneaking cat in the dark night.
The ghost seemed to disappear at any time. Mu Wan turned around and continued walking, approaching the bonfire of his own people.
When she looked back, she could no longer see the shadow there.
