Chapter Fourteen: Beauty Like a Dream, Xie Wilderness
The Sky Fox, which was rumored to have been sleeping for thousands of years, was actually released, so the odds of winning were really uncertain.
Wei Moyan has never dealt with such a legendary beast, but judging from its huge body and sharp claws, it must be a ferocious beast. I wonder what the power of this mysterious power of the sky fox is.
Rong Zhen made the decision to release the sleeping Tianhu without telling all the guardian elders. What she wanted was not the world of martial arts, but revenge for the former leader Hua Cong, even if it cost the lives of everyone in the Tianhu sect.
Seeing that his last hope appeared, Rong Zhen was so excited that he knelt down on the ground, his eyes full of fanatical joy. However, as a holy object, Tianhu did not show more love to his believers, and swung his powerful giant tail to the right.
It hit Rong Zhen on the chest, and his tattered white clothes flew against the hard marble wall with a little bit of blood. It seemed that he would not live long.
After clearing the obstacles behind him, Tianhu turned his green eyes to Wei Moyan, exerted force on all four legs at the same time, and rushed forward like lightning.
He was just a beast, but he was actually faster than Rong Zhen. Wei Moyan blocked his left and right stabs, but the sky fox was so nimble and cunning that even a few swords could not damage its fur.
Time passed little by little, and there was not much left in the two hours. Xia Qingluan was seriously injured and poisoned, and he could no longer drag him down. The more anxious Wei Moyan became, the more helpless he was to deal with the beast in front of him. After all, he had been raised for many years and was about to become a spirit.
Animals become more energetic after exercising their muscles a little.
Just when Wei Moyan was unable to do anything, Tianhu suddenly stopped his lightning-fast attack, as if he was being held back by something.
"Do it..." A faint voice came, and it was the dying Xia Qingluan who tried his best to restrain Tianhu!
The slender dragon string was tightly wrapped around Tianhu's hind limbs and waist. In the face of the powerful force, Xia Qingluan, who was holding the end of the string tightly, was like a small boat in the ocean. In order to limit Tianhu's pace, Xia Qingluan
Qingluan tied himself to the railing of the stone platform with a dragon string. Pulled by the huge force, the tight dragon string was as thin as a sharp blade and cut into his palms and shoulders, causing blood to flow.
If she delayed any longer, she would definitely die. Wei Moyan raised his sword and poured all his power into his wrist. This sword must kill Tianhu no matter what, otherwise he would never have another chance.
After all, it is a spiritual creature that has lived for hundreds of years. The concentrated murderous aura around Wei Moyan alarmed the holy god of the Sky Fox Sect. His green eyes were fixed on the tip of the sword, and all his strength was used to get rid of the dragon string.
The restraints. The tight wounds deepened gradually. Xia Qingluan could no longer feel the pain. She only felt cold all over her body, and all the scenery in front of her gradually darkened.
The frightened and violent Tianhu screamed in a low voice, the restraints on his body were weakening, and he could get rid of it in just a moment. However, Wei Moyan did not give it this chance. The moment the dragon string broke, Mo Heng's sword, which was as cold as an ice blade, fell deep into the air.
It penetrated deeply into Tianhu's heart.
The roar of the fox, the sound of blood splashing, the change of tone of the strings being destroyed, and the call that seemed to be from another world, all the sounds suddenly disappeared from his mind. All Xia Qingluan could feel now was the coldness, endless darkness and
Dead silence.
The revenge between the Xiao family and Shuangtian Village has not yet been avenged, I have not yet seen my younger brother Xiao Bai, and I have not yet guarded Wei Moyan until the day he died. I thought I was not afraid of death, but when I was about to die, I realized that there was still so much reluctance and reluctance.
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The rich red flowers bloom in the center of the stone platform, which is extremely charming.
The huge white body fell on the stone platform, and the last few screams were inaudible. Wei Moyan stood in a mass of flesh and blood, his face pale, and the hand holding the sword trembled slightly.
"Qingluan..." He tried to wake her up, but got no response.
She couldn't die like this. She clearly promised to avenge her. After all the grievances were over, she would see the flowers in Lanling bloom into snow and the world in Donghu. From then on, they would stand by each other for the rest of their lives. Nothing had happened yet. She can't just leave before it happens!
In this lonely life, who should he look for in this life to count the years?
The loud noise in the main hall had already attracted the attention of several people outside. The two guardians' faces changed greatly after hearing Fox Zhi's mournful cry, and they cut off their meridians with despair on their faces. Shen Yuqing realized that something had happened inside, and hurriedly took Shaozai and the other four people with him. He broke into the main hall.
"Pavilion Master!"
"Red string girl!"
On the dark stone platform, the red and black seemed to be still. Wei Moyan, who had always been indifferent to life, was holding the woman in red in a daze, with blood on his clenched hands, like a red thread representing the bond of life and death.
Shaozai was trembling all over, the color on his face suddenly receded, and he fell to his knees in front of the two of them like a man possessed.
"Pavilion Master, Miss Hongxian...is dead?"
Dead? Who allowed her to die? How dare she disobey orders and leave him?
"Xia Qingluan! Wake up! I haven't allowed you to die yet!" Wei Moyan suddenly roared lowly, and an unprecedented panic gripped his heart.
Shen Yuqing stood behind with an expressionless face. He knew that Xia Qingluan was just on the verge of death. If the master of the pavilion continued to be in such chaos, he would have to die. It would be better to die. Once Xia Qingluan died, he would become nothing. The lonely king with weak points has no shortcomings on his way to unify the world.
Hoarse intermittent laughter came weakly, and Rong Zhen's eyes were distracted as he looked back, but he still refused to give up the last curse: "Wei Moyan, she won't die, she won't die now. The poison won't make her intestines pierce. Damn, you can save her. I want to see you two living in the world, and see how you love her but can't get an answer. I want you to suffer for the rest of your life! Haha..."
"Pavilion Master, if we rush down the mountain now, it may still be too late..." Shao Bi had little contact with Xia Qingluan. He was the calmest one at this time. He immediately reminded him when he found that Xia Qingluan was still breathing.
Shaozai became impatient for a while, so he took Xia Qingluan's arm and put it on his back.
"Tianhu Cult, leave no one alive." The cold sword hilt sensitively flicked away Shaozai's hand. Wei Moyan numbly picked up Xia Qingluan and refused to allow anyone to touch him. The only word in his mind was the word "go down the mountain".
Only by going down the mountain could she be saved.
——————————After two days of mountain road, Wei Moyan only took half a day to reach the town at the foot of the mountain, leaving Shen Yuqing and others far behind.
Along the way, he had to use his internal strength to protect Xia Qingluan's heart and travel down the mountain as fast as possible. Even Wei Moyan was a little overwhelmed when he arrived at the town. He closed his eyes after finding a medical center and settling Xia Qingluan. Sit aside.
The person who treated Xia Qingluan was a woman of about 20 years old. She looked soft and frail, and spoke softly. The rules of the medical clinic prohibited the presence of male family members when treating a woman, but this cold man did not leave at all. It means that even if he is sitting with his eyes closed and concentrating, he will open his eyes when there is the slightest noise, and he will not put down the sword in his hand for even a moment.
"Young master, you can go to the next room to rest and wait. This girl has not hurt any vital parts, so don't worry."
Wei Moyan rubbed his forehead tiredly, his blurred eyes still refused to leave Xia Qingluan: "The first person she sees when she wakes up must be me."