Suddenly, Zhu Yetong flew over, and the silver spear suddenly stabbed out, and a white shadow flew out from the black cloud. The silver spear hooked the white thing, and a small white snake wrapped around it—
"No mistake! My brother's main goal is this white snake!"
Zhu Yetong turned over and pointed the gun in the sky, and flew back steadily.
"That white snake should be the antidote... Liusu... You are saved!!" Zhu Yetong was immediately overjoyed. It turned out that the eldest brother had already decided that this little white snake could save Liusu!
"Stop!" he shouted, and the soldiers stopped, stood in the distance, looking at the marshal standing on his horse-
"After my command, everyone will retreat for a kilometer. Without my command, you must not act rashly!"
"Yes!" The soldiers obeyed the orders.
"Zuo Mu!"
"The last one will be here!"
"You stay here, I will go back to the camp!"
"yes!"
Above the city gate, Yelu Yinlu, who was full of anticipation, suddenly retreated again when he saw the army led by Zhu Yetong.
"What's going on? Why did you retreat again? Does Zhu Yetong already know that the snake venom will only make Qin Liusu fake death, not really die?"
Zhu Yetong held the little white snake in his hand and rode his horse toward the camp where Liusu was. The eldest brother must mean that the most important thing was to save Liusu first!
The galloping horse roared, and before the horse stood firm, Zhu Yetong jumped off the horse and hurried into Liusu's tent-
When everyone saw the Grand Marshal suddenly returned to the camp, they all fell to the ground.
"Come, draw out the blood of this white snake."
He said as he stepped into the camp. The doctor who followed the army took over the little white snake and bleed according to Zhu Yetong's request.
"Thirteenth Master..." Leng Mei hurriedly gave in when she saw Zhu Yetong.
Zhu Yetong walked to the edge of the bed, Liusu, who had lost his breath, lay quietly on the bed. He held her cold hand and said, "You won't die, you won't die!"
"Thirteenth Master, where is the Crown Prince?" Leng Mei suddenly realized that she had not seen the figure of Emperor Zhu Yao. She curled up in her heart and asked.
"Brother is trapped in the Dragon Armor Formation."
"What?! Your Highness is trapped, I will save him immediately!" Leng Mei heard that she lost her former calmness. Without saying a word, she was about to fight out with a sword.
"Lengmei, stop! Don't go!" Zhu Yetong said to stop her.
"But... Your Highness is trapped..."
"Even the eldest brother can't crack the Dragon Armor Formation for a while, let alone you who don't understand the formation at all. Wouldn't you go and die?"
Leng Mei turned around and said, "Thirteenth Master, from the moment His Highness saved me, my life was his. I once swore that I would protect His Highness the Crown Prince with my own life in this life.
!”
"Who doesn't want to protect his life? We are brothers. Even if I sacrifice my life, I will definitely find a way to save my elder brother! However, this dragon armor formation is even more terrifying than I imagined. Listen, the sound of fighting, the sob
The sound is impossible for ordinary people to resist. The Longmen Formation uses illusions of doubting the mind. Once you are trapped in it, it is difficult to get out, and everyone will fight each other! You will not only disobey the commander's military order, but also send yourself to death.
!”
Leng Mei listened, slowly put down the sword in her hand and said-
"Yes, I understand, Master Thirteen, I obey military orders..."
On this side, the Doctor Suijun walked in with snake blood and presented the bowl to Zhu Yetong. He took a deep breath, took the bowl of blood, and signaled Lengmei to lift Liusu up.
He looked at her neck, and the antidote was in his hand, but he hesitated.
This antidote is the last glimmer of hope. If it is applied, Liusu shows no sign of survival. Then... it is not that there is no hope. Liusu dies forever? If he does not use a bowl of blood, he can still look forward to her.
There will always be a moment to survive.*
"Thirteenth Master..." Cold eyebrows called softly.
Zhu Yetong made a clear mind and untied Liusu's clothes to reveal her neck—
He picked up the dagger and gently scratched the bite of Liusu. A hole appeared on his neck immediately, and the blood oozed out. He poured the snake blood from the bowl into the wound.
Everyone waited, waiting for breath.
*
In the Dragon Armor formation, the demonic wind was harsh, and the crying sounds were loud and the sounds were shaking the sky.
The reason why Emperor Zhu Yao's eyes were everywhere, and blood flowed into a river. The innocent people and relatives and trustworthy people no longer knew each other, and they regarded each other as the target of fighting and venting anger.
This formation gathers all evil and demonic energy and controls people's hearts.
Suddenly, a ferocious fire dragon appeared in front of Emperor Zhu Yao's eyes and rushed towards him-
"Illusion! These are all illusions!" The fire dragon was just something he imagined. Emperor Zhu Yao's sharp eyes were fixed on the fire dragon, and he remained motionless. Suddenly, the fire dragon was destroyed in front of him.
"The fourth brother..." He continued to look for Zhu Minglie's figure.
Suddenly, he saw a familiar figure in a silver battle robe ahead. He held a sharp sword and stabbed towards the ground. The person lying on the ground was Zhu Minglie's loyal personal bodyguard Luo Nian!
"The fourth brother, stop!" Seeing this, Emperor Zhu Yao flew forward and blocked the sword that Zhu Minglie cut with lightning speed. Luo Nian survived.
At this time, Zhu Minglie was seriously injured. His cold and arrogant eyes emitted a gloomy light. His silver robe was stained with poppy blood, and his red and dazzling red face was extremely solemn...