The man walked up to them and knelt down on one knee, "Are you okay?"
Jie Lan nodded.
The man also nodded in relief. He stood up and chanted a few spells. A big black bird emerged from his body and stood in front of him. He caressed and stroked its head in an imperative manner. , "Take them out of here!"
The black bird crowed and squatted down. The man helped Jie Lan and put her on the bird's back. Then he lifted the injured Lomo bike and carried it up. He turned towards Jie Lan, "The things here will naturally change. Someone will deal with it, and the person you mentioned will also have someone to help you save him, so it is better for you to take your companions out of here!"
"There will be someone? Who?" Jie Lan couldn't help asking.
"If he wants to tell you, he will naturally tell you. If he doesn't want to tell you, I am not qualified to tell you!" This person's words are like frozen ice, without the slightest feeling.
"Then thank him for me, I don't need help from others, I will save them by myself!"
After a long silence, the man didn't speak any more, he whistled, and the bird flew up, carrying Jie Lan away from the tunnel like a flying fish.
And this person is holding a long sword, facing the remaining demons alone!
There was another severe pain, as if he was held in his heart by a monster hiding in the dark, making him breathless, and there seemed to be something in his body gnawing his soul, bit by bit, suffocating His pain rushed into his somewhat turbid brain. He just wanted to pull up the long sword beside him and kill wantonly. However, the remaining reason in his brain made him endure this cruel desire.
In the past ten years, this kind of pain has become deeper and deeper, as if stuck in his heart, unable to pull out. Who would know that every time the high-ranking city lord arrives at the time, he is like stepping into hell.
But none of the imperial doctors could diagnose and cure him. He always prescribed some medicines for angina pectoris and calming nerves. On several occasions, he was completely killed because of disappointment with these imperial doctors.
But City Lord Duju faintly understood from his heart that this seemed to be a curse he planted ten years ago, a curse that his dearest son and beloved city queen cast out of hatred.
"But he is not at fault!" He has been thinking this way as the lord of the city for ten years.
The voice of the maid's announcement came from outside the palace: "Master, General Kongjing, come to see you!"
It is rare for Kong Jing to come to disturb him at this time. City Lord Duju was surprised. He propped up his painful body and asked the maid to undress for himself, and only declared into Kong Jing after his clothes were neatly arranged.
Kong Jing knelt down on one knee and said: "Frighten the Lord in the middle of the night. The minister is here to plead guilty, but the minister has something important to report to the Lord immediately."
Because of the pain in his heart, Ju Ju said weakly for a long time: "Say... Come on! What's the matter?"
Kong Jing noticed that the city lord was suffering from illness, and asked, "Can the lord be sick again?"
"The group of quack doctors can't cure the Lord's illness. What's the use of staying in the city? The Lord doesn't want to see them again tomorrow."