After the soft ringing there was absolute silence.
Diesel Yan walked out of the carriage and looked at Lin Yi with a very complicated expression. He naturally connected Lin Yi with the supreme being among the Three Saints of Nantian.
He is a worshiper in the palace, and logically speaking, he should be closer to people like Shen Yue and He Xiuxian. However, the more status he has, the more aware he is of the gap between himself and the Three Saints of Nantian.
He is already powerful enough in the human world, but compared with figures like the Three Sages of the South, if the other person is the kind of mountain that towers into the clouds without reaching its top, he is just a child herding sheep on the slopes of the mountain.
Now he finally understood why Li Moxiao said that Lin Yi was the most worthy of protection here.
Unlike Bai Yuelu, he did not know how many members of the legendary Demon Sect followed him out of the desert after he unified the cultivation sects in the desert land of the Northern Wei Dynasty.
However, it was very rare anyway, and in all these years, he had never heard of anyone killing a real member of the Demon Sect.
Now counting the one who was killed in Taoist City, two real members of the Demon Sect have died in Lin Yi's hands.
"Come and take a look!"
Before he could feel any more emotions and shock, a voice that almost sounded like crying sounded beside him.
The one who made this sound was Rong Yi.
Because of Chen Jinru.
This Chen family military advisor who should have been more powerful than diesel and salt in his heyday seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep, but blood was constantly oozing from his skin.
His breathing was weak and unsteady.
At this time, Rong Yi hugged him and almost cried, but he didn't wake up.
Maybe he will never wake up.
At this time, no one could be faster than Diesel Yan. Following a gust of wind, he immediately appeared in front of Rong Yi who was holding Chen Jinru.
He was originally the one who wanted Chen Jinru to die the most, but at this moment, there was no joy in his heart.
He frowned, reached out and took out a pill, stuffed it into Chen Jinru's mouth, and then used his true energy to drink it.
"How about it?"
Lin Yi stepped forward, looked at the silent Diesel Salt and asked softly.
What he was thinking about at this time was that what Qi Zhuji said sometimes made sense. For example, diesel and salt, an enemy that had almost separated them from life and death not long ago, seemed to have become more powerful after they fought side by side against such a terrifying opponent.
We have become a lot closer invisibly.
"It won't last long, if we don't have a powerful doctor." Diesel Yan turned around and saw him, and felt a little unconsciously in a trance. In his life, he had never seen any practitioner go through such a battle.
After that, I can still be so calm and calm, just like a normal person.
Rong Yi raised her head fiercely.
There was mist rising in his eyes. He looked at Diesel Salt and couldn't help but wonder how he would be like this if it weren't for you. However, looking at Diesel Salt, he felt sad after all, but he couldn't curse out.
"I can hold on as long as I can."
At this time, the last brilliance of the setting sun had faded in the horizon, twilight swept across the earth, and Lin Yi's face fell into darkness.
He nodded to Rong Yi and signaled Rong Yi to help Chen Jinru into the carriage and place him there.
In the darkness, his brows knitted together.
Chen Jinru didn't know how long he could hold out, and they didn't know how long they could hold on. The Taoist City had been destroyed. Even if Xiao Donghuang was seriously injured and dying, it might be possible to slow down the movements of his troops, but Zhongli City and other fortresses didn't know how long they could hold on.
Darkness also completely flooded the carriage carriage.
Although he knew that Chen Jinru had fallen into a coma and had no consciousness at this time, Rong Yi still tried his best to make Chen Jinru's lying posture as comfortable as possible.
He made more room for Chen Jinru. Looking at Chen Jinru who was being manipulated by him like a clay doll, thinking about how powerful this man was in battle, the sourness in his eyes finally became unbearable and turned into tears, drop by drop.
fell down.
His mood was extremely complicated.
Crying at this time seemed to be a sign of weakness, and Chen Jinru didn't seem to have much to do with him. Even to Tie Cejun, he seemed to be a potential enemy.
However, such a powerful person who had been fighting for the Southern Dynasty for so long seemed to be dying soon, but he still couldn't help but feel sad.
His tears fell on his knees, and a few accidentally fell on Chen Jinru's body. He hurriedly wiped them away, but his hands were shaking unconsciously. In the darkness, he turned away, unable to bear to look anymore.
In the darkness, there are also people who are sad.
The member of the Demon Sect, who always stood on tiptoes whether walking or fighting, stared at the two carriages from a distance in the darkness, his eyes filled with sadness.
In fact, they were both members of Lord Demon Sect, and he was not very familiar with his deceased companion.
Most of them belong to different sects in the desert they call Tianmo, and many of them have been enemies for generations.
Even if they all respect the will of Lord Demon Sect, after leaving Tianmo, many of them have their own hidden hostility, but at least they can be regarded as the same kind among the different kinds.
Although his choice was not problematic according to their habits, he really did not expect that it would be such a result, especially that he would lose two companions who came out of the desert in such a short period of time.
His feet actually hurt a lot.
The vast majority of true Tantric practitioners in Tianmo will use some unique Heavenly Iron and Meteor Crystals to practice together when they first start practicing. While gaining powerful power, they will also pay a high price.
While he has amazing speed, the price is that his feet cannot walk like normal people, and he will suffer severe pain after exerting force.
But compared with the pain, what eroded his heart in the dark night was loneliness.
There are fewer and fewer Tianmo Tantric practitioners like him, and perhaps few will understand the meaning of their fight in the future.
And the most important thing is that as far as he knows, there are only three people like him in this area.
Now he is the only one left.
In the dark night, on another road leading to Zhongli City, Qi Zhuji opened a secret letter.
This is the military information that his family sent to him as quickly as possible.
When he saw clearly the content of this military information through the starlight, his breathing stopped completely, and his body became suddenly cold in the summer night.
When the sun rises tomorrow morning, the Southern Dynasty armies in surrounding counties will receive such military information.
This would be a disaster.
Previously, their entire Tiece Army had been ordered to go to Sicheng, where more than 70,000 Southern Dynasty troops commanded by Lan Huaigong were stationed there. Lan Huaigong's tribe itself was the main force in the surrounding Zhou counties to resist Zhongshan Wang Yuanying, but now
Lan Huaigong is dead and Sicheng has been destroyed.
More than 70,000 Southern Dynasty troops have been dispersed.