Chai Bo nodded, "Just ask Shaojun to rest assured, his subordinates will definitely take care of Luomo."
Qing Zhan nodded, then turned around and prepared to go on the road. Behind him were the evil disciples Lu You, while Jie Lan Chengfeng and others walked behind. From time to time, she looked back at Wuluan, Bonejian and others who were escorted to the road after the army. She was worried, and she only hoped that Luomo would recover. Otherwise, she would not be able to guarantee Wuluan's life.
The long mountain road twists and turns, and the army is walking between the mountain roads, making the mountain become majestic. The sound of horse hooves, footsteps, and beasts all resounded in the foothills, scaring away the flying insects, birds and beasts along the way.
But the hearts of the group of people also seemed so heavy, as if they were colder and more gloomy than this majestic mountain. Not only for Lomo, but also for the fate they are about to face, because everyone knows in their hearts that the future battle will be the most cruel and painful.
07 Possession
The verdant mountains are shrouded in mist, floating and lingering like silk. There was a profound bell from the mountain, and every blow of the bell awakened the elves in the mountain.
There is a small temple in the belly of the mountain. The temple was built around the mountain and covered in the vegetation and jungle, and the morning bell was also emitted from this temple.
The temple is very small, only the main hall and the side hall. There is an empty space outside the temple where the incense is entered. At this time, a little novice is cleaning the fallen leaves, and the sound of wooden fish in the temple is quiet.
In the wing of the temple, the sound of the morning bell awakened the sleeping man. His face was scorched and some parts of his skin seemed to have been burned by fire. He opened his misty eyes and looked at the crude roof. Suddenly do not know where you are? He wanted to roll over and get out of bed, but the severe pain suddenly came. He grunted and stretched out his hand to support the wooden bedboard, but when he saw his scorched arm skin, he was suddenly frightened. Yelled.
He touched the skin on his face again, and suddenly a rough sensation struck him. He was shocked, thinking that his face might have been ruined, and suddenly his brain was blank, his eyes were hollow, and there was nothing in his mouth. He only murmured: "My master's face, my master's face, impossible, absolutely impossible."
This person is Duju, the lord of Chiyan City. Chao Ya took him out of the city that day and hid behind the shrine of the ruined temple. He was finally set on fire by Kong Jing and burned him in the temple, but he did not expect that he would actually be burned in the temple. Still alive.
However, his appearance has been ruined. For the high-ranking him, he can't bear it any more. What's more, now that he is betrayed by his courtiers and cannot return to the city court, he is like a prisoner who has been taken off his crown and banished as a sinner. Actually reduced to such a point.
Fear, despair, anger, and grief occupied his whole heart.
A monk outside the room heard his yelling sound and hurriedly walked in. The monk seemed to be 60 years old, holding a prayer bead. After seeing some crazy and out of control Duju, he calmly said: "The donor is awake?"
Duju heard this person's voice and wanted to get out of bed, but couldn't move.
"The donor's body has not healed completely. Please calm down and don't be too agitated, otherwise the illness will be difficult to heal." The monk's words were low and his eyes sparkled.