The wind with a dampness passed by his ears. The raindrops fell and poured on Zhong Mo's forehead, making his mind a little clearer.
Shu Jun, is he dead? Zhong Mo looked at Shu Jun lying on the ground, motionless, with black venom soaked in the surface of his skin, with a dull expression. How could this kid die? This kid doesn't often say that as long as he doesn't want to die, in this world
Isn't anyone going to kill him? But why are you pretending to be timid now?
"Boy! Wake up!" Zhong Mo shouted to Shu Jun with a thick cloth wrapped in his hand.
But Shu Jun did not react at all, and he didn't even breathe.
"Boy! Have you been bragging before?" Tears flowed down involuntarily. Even a man as strong as Zhong Mo couldn't help but shed tears of sadness, "Your grand career has not been completed yet! Yours
Brothers are still unknown. Do you just want to leave like this?" Zhong Mo asked with hatred, shaking Shu Jun's shoulders.
"Shu Jun is dead!" Zhao Fan, who returned, said coldly.
Upon hearing this, Zhao Butian was extremely surprised and couldn't help laughing wildly, "Shu Jun is finally dead! He finally died at my hands! Hahaha!"
"Fuck! How could our lord die?" Sikong Jianheng said angrily. His body was covered in blood and his physical strength had been overdrawn. The reason why he supported it until now was entirely due to a sense of obsession in his heart and a sense of unwillingness to give up.
The obsession. Luo Jiutian and the Peak of Eternity have reached the end of their strength, and they no longer have the strength to resist Zhao Butian and others.
Shu Jun is dead. This news was like a thunderbolt in the sunny day, exploding in the ears of Luo Jiutian and others. Although they didn't want to believe it, Zhao Fan was not the kind of person who lied. The facts were in front of them, and they had to believe it.
Thinking of Shu Jun's death, the only force left on Luo Jiutian's body disappeared. The flying sword in his hand fell to the ground, and his expression fell to sit there with a dull expression, motionless.
"Military advisor!" said the Peak of Eternity in shock.
Luo Jiutian turned a blind eye, his expression was as if he had forgotten the enemies around him. Seeing this, Zhao Butian turned his sword and stabbed towards Luo Jiutian.
"Military advisor! Be careful!" Sikong Jian turned around and waved his sword, barely blocking Zhao Butian's flying sword. However, because he was injured, he staggered back a few steps and fell to the ground. Before he could get up, Shadow Twelve
The killer's weapon was already on his neck.
Sikong Jianheng was captured, and Luo Jiutian was also captured, leaving only the Eternal Peak, who struggled to support it. In less than a stick of incense, even the Eternal Peak was captured by Zhao Butian.
Sikong Jianheng and the other two were dejected, sitting on the ground with a gray face without any resistance. Shu Jun's death had defeated all the beliefs in their hearts. Living seemed to have lost its meaning. Shu Jun died, they were like this.
How many people, where should we go?
"Don't you kill them?" Ying Yu asked lightly.
Zhao Butian showed a strange smile on his face and said, "I wanted to kill them before, but now, I suddenly changed my mind."
"Huh?" Hearing this, Ying Yu frowned slightly and couldn't help asking, "What does it mean?"
"Although killing these people is good for us, it's better to keep them." Zhao Butian said slowly, with an uncontrollable excitement on his face, "As soon as Shu Jun dies, the eldest prince will definitely not be able to hold on for long, and wait until you win the Qin Dynasty.
After the throne, the only remaining enemies are Qianlin Immortal City and the Great Yan Dynasty. The army of Qianlin Immortal City is not weak. If we keep these people and use them to threaten them, we will get Qianlin Immortal City without bloodshed.
OK?"
Ying Yu thought about it again and felt that Zhao Butian was right, and nodded, "No, it's really good to do this." After a pause, Ying Yu looked at Zhao Fan, hesitated for a moment, and asked, "Princess Ningxin
Where is the body of the body?"
Zhao Fan was stunned, sighed silently in his heart, and said, "I didn't break them up with Shu Jun's body."
Ying Yu smiled bitterly, "Well, with Shu Jun's company, my sister will not be alone on the road to the underworld." As she said that, Ying Yu held her hands behind her back, raised her angular side face, and looked at the gloomy blue sky.
There was loneliness in my eyes.
In the gloomy sky, a long raindrop floated again. Ye Jianxing and Zhou Tianxuan, with hundreds of monks, ran from the imperial capital to the outside of the city.
From afar, when he saw a few black dots in front of him, Ye Jianying said in surprise: "Brother Zhou, that person seems to be Brother Zhong!"
A trace of surprise flashed in Zhou Tianxuan's eyes and said, "Go and take a look!" After saying that, he accelerated and rushed over quickly.
"Old Zhong!" When Ye Jianxing and Zhou Tianxuan rushed to Zhong Mo, they couldn't help but exclaim, "What happened?"
Zhong Mo looked up at the two of them, and the tears on his face were not dry. "Shu Jun is dead, this kid is dead."
Hearing this, Zhou Tianxuan and Ye Jianying saw Shu Jun lying on the ground and almost turned into coke.
"Lord!" Ye Jianying fell to the ground and was about to go over and help Shu Jun up.
"Don't touch him! Sword shape! Never!" Zhong Mo stopped him in the alliance, "He was infected with Bai Feng's poison. Once he touched him, you would also be poisoned!"
"Bai Feng!" Ye Jianxing said viciously, "Is this woman's murderous move?"
Zhong Mo nodded helplessly and sighed, "It's almost the case."
The night sword wrapped in a cloth strip, holding Shu Jun. When he wanted to see if Shu Jun was still breathing, he was a little afraid of taking action, afraid that he would be disappointed. In the end, Zhou Tianxuan explored Shu Jun's breath.
"Brother Zhou, is there any help from the lord?" Ye Jianxing asked with anticipation on his face.
Zhou Tianxuan smiled with compassion and shook his head secretly, and said nothing more.
Seeing the expression on Zhou Tianxuan's face, Ye Jianying sat on the ground and murmured: "How is that possible! You must be lying to me, you must be lying to me."
Zhou Tianxuan patted Ye Jianying's shoulder and comforted him: "Sword-shaped, people cannot be resurrected when they die. I feel very uncomfortable and I am unwilling to accept such a reality, but... But Shu Jun, he...he is really dead,
Unless there is a miracle happening.”
"Miracle?" Ye Jianying's eyes lit up and she shouted: "There will definitely be a miracle! There will definitely be a miracle! In the past, the lord was creating miracles! Brother Zhou, right? Am I right?"
Zhou Tianxuan was stunned, not knowing how to answer the question of Ye Jian. Although Shu Jun has indeed created many miracles in the past few times, he cannot be resurrected. This time, I am afraid he will never have the good luck as good as before.
Is it right?
"Oh no! Jiutian and the others are still trapped by Zhao Butian and the others!" Zhong Mo suddenly remembered Luo Jiutian and others who were cut off the rear.
"Let's go and save them!" Ye Jianying regained his senses and stood up suddenly.
"Leave a few people to carry Shu Jun's and Princess Ningxin back, and the rest follow me!" Zhou Tianxuan gave the order, the iron wings stretched out from the red python's armor quickly swung and flew forward.
Ye Jianxing, Zhong Mo and others followed closely.
A moment later, Ye Jianxing, Zhou Tianxuan and others arrived at the place where Luo Jiutian and others fought fiercely with Zhao Butian. However, there was no one here long ago.
"Are you no longer here?" Zhong Mo looked at the peach blossom forest that was empty in front of him and frowned.
Zhou Tianxuan also frowned and said in a deep voice: "Will Zhao Butian and the others take Jiutian and Jian Heng away?"
Zhong Mo sighed in his heart. Zhao Butian's character would never be so kind. Once he captured Luo Jiutian and others, he would definitely kill him. Zhong Mo did not dare to continue thinking, but the hope in his heart was like a candle in the wind.
The fire can be extinguished at any time.
The ground was full of steps and was messy. It was obvious that Luo Jiutian and others were struggling to wait for the arrival of reinforcements. Unfortunately, they were still one step late.
"Brother Zhong, military advisor and others..." Having said this, Ye Jianying could no longer ask, and looked at Zhong Mo without moving.
Zhong Mo sighed and said in a deep voice: "Jiutian and the others should have been captured by Zhao Butian, otherwise we would have seen their bodies."
"Then we will go directly to the Fourth Prince's mansion! No matter what, we must save the military advisor and the others!" As he said that, Ye Jianying was about to take off the flying sword and find Zhao Butian and others.
"Sword shape! Stop!" Zhou Tianxuan shouted, "No reckless!"
"Brother Zhou! The military advisors and others will definitely not have any good results when they fall into Zhao Butian's hands! Are we just watching them suffer?" Ye Jianying's eyes were red and she screamed anxiously.
Zhou Tianxuan sighed in his heart and said, "I understand the current situation, but if you come up like this, you can only give Zhao Butian and Ying Yu a discount. We must go back and discuss this matter carefully."
"Brother Zhou, what else to discuss? When we discuss the results, the military advisor and the others had already encountered an unexpected situation!" Ye Jianying shouted.
"Sword Shape! Lao Zhou is right!" Zhong Mo interrupted Ye Jiansha's words, "We must discuss this matter again. If you rush up like this, you can only let Zhao Butian capture it. Now, we have lost Shu Jun
, can't lose anyone anymore!" Zhong Mo tried his best to calm his voice, but he still had undepressed sadness.
Ye Jianying was also filled with sad memories by Zhong Mo's words, standing there in a daze, motionless, and tears flowed down involuntarily.
That night, everyone returned to the imperial capital and gathered in the residence of the eldest prince. When the eldest prince and Sun Taozi learned about Shu Jun's death, they couldn't believe it, but the facts were right in front of them, no matter how they didn't believe it.
, to no avail.
In the lobby, Shu Jun and Ning Xin were placed in the corpses. The eldest prince and others sat in the hall. The atmosphere was very depressing. The scene was extremely quiet.
The faint candlelight jumped from time to time under the night wind. The firelight reflected on everyone's faces, and his expression was very tired and vicissitudes.
Shu Jun is all their beliefs. Now, Shu Jun is dead, and all their beliefs are defeated in an instant. In the future, what else can you use to fight Zhao Butian? What's more, Luo Jiutian and Sikong Jianheng,
The three people of Eternal Peak still fell into Zhao Butian's hands. I don't know whether they are dead or alive.
The situation was originally very good in this battle, but who could have expected that such a situation would occur?
It was not until a while before Ye Jianxing spoke and broke the silence, "Mr. Sun, what should we do now? The military advisors and the others are still in Zhao Butian's hands. If we don't discuss a countermeasure, they may encounter an unexpected situation."
Sun Mouce sighed slightly and stood up slowly, "Zhao Butian is fierce and cruel. Since he captured Jiutian and the others, but did not kill him immediately, he must have his plans. If I was not wrong, he should want to use Jiutian.
They come to threaten us. After all, there are still tens of thousands of troops in Qianlin Fairy City, and this power cannot be underestimated."
Hearing this, everyone's hearts seemed to be covered with a shadow. If Zhao Butian really threatened Luo Jiutian and others, what should they do? If they go to save Zhao Butian and others, they will lose the army in Qianlin Immortal City.
But if you don’t do this, you will have to watch Luo Jiutian and others die.
For a moment, the atmosphere became depressing again. The situation had never been as desperate as it is now.