I buried the host, relying on the prophecy, the whole network exploded Chapter 116: The Mountain Takes Advantage of Others, Sealing Formation Outside the Inner Circle
Chapter 116: The Mountain Takes Advantage of Others, Sealing Formation Outside the Inner Circle
Chapter 116 Mountain·Taking advantage of others’ danger·God, the sealing formation outside the inner circle
Author: Carrot to Heaven
Chapter 116 Mountain·Taking advantage of others’ danger·God, the sealing formation outside the inner circle
This day.
Zhihui Lin was unusually quiet.
The cause was that Yan Jiu restarted the live broadcast and found the unconscious Lang Zongyi under the witness of netizens.
Yan Jiu said seriously: "Does it have to be like this?"
The mountain god and Lang Zong were half lying under a tree. One was tall and the other was short. The contrast between one old and one young was particularly sharp.
The mountain god gestured to Yan Jiu and said very seriously: "What if this guy named Lang doesn't want to take a photo with me after he wakes up? I have no choice but to take advantage of others' danger."
Yan Jiu: "..." Do you know the meaning of taking advantage of others' danger? You have learned Chinese in vain.
The reason why the mountain god was not calm was that after discovering Lang Zongyi, he repeatedly compared the description of Tulanyi in history books and found that Lang Zongyi looked very much like Tulanyi.
It's simply the reincarnation of history.
In the face of idols and dignity, the mountain god decisively abandoned his dignity and made a fuss about taking a photo with Lang Zongyi.
[This guy is so handsome but it’s a foul. It’s a loss for domestic entertainment that he didn’t debut!]
[I was just wondering why there was an extra pair of chopsticks in the live broadcast room. It turned out that I had found the right dish again~]
【This "again" is very spiritual.】
[Everyone, be quiet and listen to me. I finally know who he looks like. He looks like my husband who is far away in Zhihui Forest.]
【You are all thinking about P! I am the real palace! 】
Yan Jiu took a few photos with the mountain god's mobile phone. She always felt like taking her children on a trip and taking photos to check in, and Lang Zongyi was that famous attraction.
This feeling becomes stronger especially when the mountain god is anxious to see the results of the photos taken.
System: [I also secretly took a few pictures. If the host wants it, I can pass it on to the host~]
Yan Jiu: "..." Are you two crazy? Are you really afraid that the defendant will infringe your portrait rights?
The mountain god on the side slides the photo album.
period.
He kept looking at Lang Zongyi’s face.
The mountain god pondered: Who is this person? He looks like an evil ghost. This is not a good appearance.
Only people like Tulanyi, whose hands are stained with blood, can be transformed into evil spirits. What did Lang Zongyi do in his previous life? Could it be the same as what happened to Tulanyi?
Chen Cheng reminded: "After you two have finished filming, you might as well check if Director Lang is feeling well."
The mountain god who had already checked Lang Zongyi's pulse said, "There's no need for you to tell me as an afterthought!"
After "hermaphrodite" and "exhibitionist", Chen Cheng's trip back to the forest has another nickname that is an afterthought.
Chen Cheng tried hard not to let his anger take over. He gritted his teeth and looked at Yan Jiu, who was born to defeat him.
Yan Jiu pressed several acupuncture points on Lang Zong: "Director Lang inhaled too much miasma when setting up the formation, and he is fine now."
【Anchor can still see a doctor? 】
[My wife is not perfect except for people who like to pay attention to Biga.]
[Woman, you have successfully attracted my attention. I order you to get the certificate from me immediately! Dog head holding a rose.jpg]
[Why would a beautiful man accidentally enter Zhihui Forest? This plot reminds me of Sleeping Beauty.]
【It's so "fat" for you!】
[Be bold in your thinking. The person Jiu Ye mentioned earlier was actually saving this person.]
[Master Jiu didn’t clarify within three seconds, so I started spreading rumors about you two! Hey hey hey~~~]
Yan Jiu didn't know that the comments in the live broadcast room had changed direction. She looked at Lang Zongyi's unfinished formation.
There is no doubt that it is a sealing formation.
It’s just that I don’t know what Lang Zongyi encountered. He actually risked his life to seal the inner circle of Zhihui Lin.
Yan Jiu looked towards the inner circle.
Zhihuilin and the others walked quickly for more than an hour before they got close to the inner circle, which showed how vast the forest was.
Yan Jiu had a vague premonition.
She might need to really stretch her muscles.
Yan Jiu's face was full of pain.
Every time she went to war in her previous life, the blood in her pocket would be emptied.
It will take a long time for her to make up for it.
In this life, I am busy looking for customers.
She had no time to replenish supplies.
So far I only have a bunch of talisman papers in my pocket.
Who knows if it will be enough for fighting.
Just when Yan Jiu was deep in thought.
She didn't notice that the wolf fang on Lang Zongyi's wrist was broken, and a ray of residual soul floated out from the wolf fang silently, and finally penetrated into the unconscious Lang Zongyi.
Suddenly.
Lang Zongyi frowned.
It's like falling into some kind of painful memory.
Tick tock.
Tick tock.
Lang Zongyi was struck by the rain.
When he opened his eyes.
I found myself on a battlefield, an ancient battlefield with rivers of blood and corpses everywhere.
Death and blood filled Lang Zongyi's eyes.
Lang Zongyi was a little surprised.
Is he dead?
Died in Zhihui Forest?
So, what's going on now?
Lang Zongyi looked at his scarred hands and his body riddled with holes.
He knew very well that this body was not his.
Based on the shirt on his clothes, Lang Zongyi judged that he was possessed by a deceased general.
Lang Zongyi got used to his new body, knelt on one knee, and stood up holding a sword.
A memory came to mind.
"It's Turany who has brought you all into trouble."
"I don't regret dying, but I can't harm everyone..."
"If you continue to follow me, you will die without a burial place..."
"I'm here to lure the enemy with my own body, no need to persuade!"
The memory suddenly flashed, and the voices of countless soldiers filled Lang Zongyi's mind.
"The last general will follow the general to the death!"
"Without a general, there would be no Green Cavalry..."
"If the general doesn't allow us to follow, we will commit suicide! We will explore the road to hell for the general!"
The memory stopped abruptly.
Lang Zongyi firmly held the sword that killed his horse.
The memory of just a few words was too heavy and was bending his back little by little.
He looked out into the rain.
A section of the navy blue flag was broken, but it was still firmly held in the hand of a soldier and remained standing.
Lang Zongyi looked around.
The sound of swords seemed to be still in my ears.
The smell of decaying corpses filled the nostrils.
It dissipated a bit under the baptism of rain.
This body was hit by several arrows and should have died, but he mysteriously used the body to restore its soul.
Lang Zong considered each word carefully: "Tulan Yi? General Turan of the Ming Dynasty?"
He moved half a step with difficulty.
And when he saw the reflection in the puddle, he couldn't help but be a little shocked.
This face is very similar to his.
It's just a little more vicissitudes of life.
In particular, there was a finger-long scar between his eyebrows, which suddenly turned his face into a sinister look.
He wants to talk.
But found that I couldn't speak.
Don't wait for him to figure out the current situation.
Lang Zongyi found himself being pushed out of his body.
In his soul state, he witnessed the corpse fall into a pool of blood of his companions who depended on him for life and death.
soon.
A group of iron cavalry came through the rain. The man in green clothes at the head fell off his horse and knelt in the distance, not daring to get close.
The wolf howled suddenly, from far to near.
Lang Zongyi looked at the gray wolf running towards him. The gray wolf was panting and leading his cavalry through the rain.
The wolf flexed its forelimbs.
It first stared at Lang Zongyi fiercely, and then tilted its head suspiciously.
Lang Zongyi's words were questions, but his tone was affirmative: "Can you see me?"
The gray wolf's tail twitched.
His human eyes suddenly showed unbearable expression.
When the soldiers screamed in surprise.
The gray wolf pounced on the general's body, took a bite, and ran away without turning his head.
"General, General, he will be humiliated like this after his death!?"
"As expected, he is a white-eyed wolf who has not been raised well!"
"Master Military Advisor, let us wait and kill..."
The man in Tsing Yi interrupted his indignant unfinished words and raised his eyes to look in the direction of Lang Zongyi.
He said: "Everything has a certain number."
The wind was strong.
Swept across the entire desert.
The heavy rain poured down like a sharp sword.
The man in green knelt straight on the ground.
Place the palm of your left hand on the back of your right hand, place it on your forehead, and bend down respectfully with your shoulder and hand in hand.
"The official An Gong sent General Turan away."
The words have not yet fallen.
The cavalry all knelt down.
"Congratulations to General Turan!"
The heavy rain is like countless whips.
Hit everyone hard in the face.
It also hit Lang Zongyi’s heart.
Lang Zongyi couldn't tell how he felt. He seemed to have accepted the courtesy of all the soldiers on behalf of the dead general.
But is he worthy?
And why did he come here?
(`It’s the end of the month, I’m asking for monthly tickets again, Luo Luo is working hard to save the manuscript, I’ll take some time during the May Day holiday to update~
