Huan Zong didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he sighed, and when he was about to speak, he found that Konghou was terrified, as if he had discovered something terrible.
Looking at Konghou's gaze, Huan Zong found that the evil spirit that had been dispelled had not only come back, but it was even stronger than before, overwhelming the sky and covering the whole earth in black.
"How could this be?" Konghou looked around blankly, watching the flowers and trees swaying in the evil spirit, the vitality was sucked away a little bit, and the smile on his face turned into anxiety.
"Stay calm, don't think too much." Huan Zong tapped the top of Konghou's head with his spiritual energy to calm her down, "Let's go and see first."
"I told you earlier that there is no way to break this formation." Xie Xiu said urgently, "Now that you rush over, what else is there to do other than let the evil spirits infest your body? What comes out of the human heart, whether it is a magic tool or a divine tool, is useless to it at all."
If the artifact of the cultivation world is useful to this formation, why should the master of the formation in the evil cultivation world spend nearly a hundred years on this formation.
Decent monks pay attention to self-cultivation first, and suffocation is the most likely to cause inner demons. As long as the decent cultivators are entangled with demons, their evil cultivators will be invincible. It's a pity that he is more unlucky, to be buried with this formation.
Before coming to the mortal world, the master told him that decent monks are all hypocrites, and they like to save the suffering the most. If you encounter a decent monk in the mortal world, you will deliberately pretend to be weak and stupid, not only to let them know that there is a formation, but also to let them not go. These decent monks all have a problem, the more they are not allowed to go, the more they will go.
The cultivator who had a profound cultivation and died in panic in the end was the best introduction to the Thousand Bone Withered Formation.
"Everything in the world is mutually reinforcing, and if there is existence, there must be a way to destroy it." After Konghou's mood stabilized, Huan Zong gave Xie Xiu a cold look, sacrificed his flying sword, and brought Konghou to the flying sword, flying away like a meteor.
"Our son doesn't like evil cultivators, especially wise ones." Lin Hu sighed, "You said, what should I do with you?"
Xie Xiu opened his mouth, his mouth was full of blood, and he never had a chance to speak again. Because his throat was pierced by the sword, the spiritual platform was also smashed by a spiritual energy.
He fell from the cloud head and fell into the bottomless river. His body merged with the evil spirit and sank into the dark river.
At the moment before his death, what he thought in his mind was that decent monks are all liars.
Huan Zong and Konghou sprinted towards the southeast all the way. Konghou was over a huge city and saw the evil energy like a tornado spewing out. The city was filled with the smell of death. The corpse was filled upside down in the pit.
Behind the city gate, some people were roaring, some people were weeping, and their grievances were rising to the sky.
"Mother... Mother..." the barefooted child chased after a wooden cart. His clothes were so dirty that he couldn't see their original color, and his tender horns were full of mud. Go to pull the wooden cart, the corpse covered by the broken seat.
The guard pushing the cart was tired and numb. Seeing the child chasing after him, he was stunned for a moment before reaching out to stop him. He said in a hoarse voice, "Go back, don't make trouble." No compassion for others. It was not only these people who were trapped in this city, but also their guards. Half a month ago, 10,000 guards came here, and now there are only 8,000 people left. Those 2,000 people were burned by their remaining brothers.
Death never stops. Perhaps until all the people in this city die, the smell of death in the sky can be dissipated.
Hearing the cry of the child, the guard continued to move forward. Under the broken straw mat, one arm drooped down, and the swollen and black-blue arm was hideously ugly, but no one who saw this arm was in the least bit frightened.
Who else in this city has not seen a dead body infected with the epidemic
Cries, sighs, curses, prayers.
The city, surrounded by these voices all day, awaits its death.
Konghou jumped off the flying sword, and as soon as he stood firm, an old man not far from her fell to the ground. She quickly stepped forward and tried to help, but her sleeve was grabbed.
"Sister, don't go." A large and small child stared at her with wide eyes, "He is already dead."
These innocent eyes, when talking about death, did not have the slightest emotional ups and downs, as calm as saying that there was no meal this morning.
Kong Hou's voice trembled slightly: "What if... you're still alive?"
"That is also to die." The child said, "I saw that you can fly."
Kong Hou's throat was a little blocked: "Hmm."
"Are you a martial arts master?" There was finally a little light in the child's calm eyes, "Can you leave here?"
The wind whistled past, scratching Konghou's face, she looked up at the city that was engulfed in black mist, and said nothing. A cold object was stuffed into her palm, she lowered her head, and met the child's bright eyes again.
"This piece of jade is warm in winter and cool in summer. It's a valuable thing. It's a real guy. I won't lie to you!" To prove that this piece of jade is real, the child explained, "My grandmother was the former county magistrate, she Ancestors are of royal blood."
"What do you want me to do?" Konghou asked softly, holding the thumb-sized jade.
"Wait!" The child ran into a room behind him and quickly came out with a baby in his arms, "You can take her away, you can take her as a slave or a maid. As long as... just raise her and give her to her. All in one bite."
"My sister doesn't eat much, and my father says her sister is like my mother. My mother eats very little at every meal, really." The child's eyes began to turn red, for fear that Konghou would not agree, "Please take her away, I I promised my father that I would take good care of her."
Seven or eight-year-old children are as thin as a bamboo pole, their voices are shaking with fear, but they say they want to protect a baby who is only a few months old.
Kong Hou probed the child in the swaddle, his breath was weak, and he was full of evil spirits. He didn't even have the strength to cry. If he continued to stay in this city, he would probably not survive for twelve hours.
Seeing that Konghou did not speak, the child knelt down, kowtowed to Konghou and said, "Please."
"Get up." Konghou heard the child's forehead slamming on the ground, making a dull sound, and quickly bent down and pulled him up, "Good boy kneels down on his knees, kneels down to his parents, don't kneel on others easily."
She had never held a child before, so she did not dare to move too much. Seeing that the child's eyes were always on the swaddle, Konghou turned his head and forgot, and saw Huan Zong approaching: "Huan Zong, come and help." The child was too soft, She was afraid that her strength would be too strong, making this already weak child even weaker.
Huan Zong: "..."
Staring at the child in Konghou's arms for a moment, Huan Zong stretched out his stiff arms and put the soft and round ball into his arms.
The swaddling seems to be falling down
Is the child about to fall
This position, the child does not seem to be too comfortable
When Lin Hu came over, he saw the young master standing beside the Konghou girl like a statue, and he was holding something under his feet with a powerful spiritual energy. He frowned, could it be an evil magic weapon that could not move, and would burst out with extreme power
He stepped forward quickly, walked to Huan Zong's side and glanced at it, then took three steps back in silence, hoping that the young master hadn't noticed him just now.
"Lin Hu." Huan Zong turned his head to look at him expressionlessly, his profile still so perfect that he couldn't pick out any flaws.
Lin Hu: "Young Master, I'll take a look at Zhenyan."
"You have the bloodline of the demon race on your body, so it is not suitable for you to be close to the suffocating eyes."
Lin Hu: "No, these little blood vessels are not important."
Huan Zong stopped talking, just stared at him with a pair of calm and unwavering eyes.
Konghou didn't pay attention to what Huan Zong and Lin Hu said. She rubbed the lump on the boy's forehead with her fingertips and returned the jade to him, "Give this back to you, this is what your mother left you, I can't have it."
The boy shook his head again and again: "I didn't lie to you, this piece of jade is very valuable, please accept it."
"I will save your sister." Konghou held his face and shook it again, the child's head would fall off, "I not only want to save her, but also you, the people in this city, I want to save."
The boy was stunned: "Are you... a doctor?"
"I'm not." Konghou forced a smile, "I'm a distant relative of your grandmother."
The boy frowned: "But my mother told me that my great-grandfather was the king of the county, and my grandmother's relatives were from the royal family of the previous dynasty. You..." Father rarely mentioned the royal family of the previous dynasty in front of his mother, but when he taught him to read and write in private, But he told him that most of the royal family members of the previous dynasty were arrogant and extravagant, and it was extremely absurd.
Qian Chao has such a bad reputation, this young lady looks so beautiful, why did she take the initiative to get involved with Qian Chao, isn't she asking for trouble
The boy whispered: "Sister, you should go quickly, even the imperial doctor sent by His Majesty will be helpless against the epidemic, so don't stay here to be buried with you."
"You are young, do you know what a burial is?" Kong Hou stood up straight, turned around to look, and found that the swaddle had been transferred from Huan Zong's arms to Senior Lin. She took out a bottle of spiritual liquid and fed a drop into the baby girl's mouth. .
"Huanzong, I'll fly over to the eye of the formation to have a look." Konghou took out the breath-holding umbrella he got from the secret realm from the storage ring, opened it and held it above his head, "You and Senior Lin are waiting for me here."
"I'll accompany you." He stopped her and said, "Don't go alone."
Konghou shook his head slowly: "Just watch me down below. Huan Zong, I want to pay back the debt that the Ji family owes the people of the world."
"I'll pay it back with you." Huan Zong took the umbrella in her hand and looked at her tenderly, "You accompany me to travel through thousands of rivers and mountains to find medicine, and I will accompany you to break through this formation, okay?"
Konghou stared at him blankly, speechless.
Huan Zong suddenly leaned his head on her shoulder and left quickly.
Konghou was at a loss: "Huanzong?"
Huan Zong pursed his lips, and his cheeks were a little red: "I have come up with a new way to act like a spoiled child."
"you… "
In his beautiful eyes, Konghou's dazed look was reflected: "Promise me, okay?"