The villain has a white moonlight

The flames of the Flying Flame Changqin are only capable of causing great damage to inhuman things such as ghosts and evil spirits, and are harmless to ordinary people. It is only natural for Tang to care about this fairy artifact.

Taking advantage of this gap, Madam Xiao took a deep breath as if she had made up her mind, took out a silver ball embossed with flowers and plants from her sleeve, pressed the small round button on the ball surface, and two small silver wings appeared on the left and right sides of the ball. , humming like a hummingbird.

On the other side, the besieged young man in red raised his knife and dropped a row of heads under the bloody moon. Blood splashed, and a drop of blood splashed onto his pale cheeks.

"Xianzhi!" Holding her frail son, Mrs. Xiao worriedly called out to the young man who was about to kill him.

The young man's brows and eyes were stained with blood and became more and more beautiful, with a strange and enchanting beauty. The red clothes were also stained with blood, and his whole body was like a blood-clothed Asura.

Ji Wuxian was awakened by the call, only to find that there were piles of corpses in front of him.

Before that, the group of Yuanzhengdao people who were crazy and red-eyed made him feel disgusted, and the Chen family who swore to protect the Xiao family in the flames and blood, wailing and despair made him feel sore and grateful. When he swung the knife, he didn't know his He didn't know why he shed tears and where this familiar feeling came from.

When the frenzied slaughtering Tang family came, he seemed to be unable to control himself. After a chill from insect bites in his body, he felt a bloodthirsty agitation.

"Second Master Lan, it feels good to kill wantonly, doesn't it?" Tang Qiong said with a half-smile while holding a fan.

"It's not good, but I'm happy and happy to kill Tang Gou." Ji Wuxian swung his knife coldly to force Tang Qiong to retreat, and motioned for the monks of the Xiao family to surround him. Escort you away."

A snow-white and robust horse came rushing through the clouds and landed in front of them.

It is Xiao's guardian animal, Kuli. It has white feathers and wings. It likes to chase the clouds and the moon, eat the wind and drink the dew. It is not a fighting animal. The owner of the entire stable was overturned, Xiao Yan did not follow the animal trainer's suggestion to use the saddle blessed by spells, but kept it outside according to its nature. Call back.

Mrs. Xiao's expression was unusually calm, her fingers were trembling imperceptibly, "Ju Li can only carry two people, take Wan Yin away."

"Aniang, no! I want to stay with you!" The drowsy young man in Tsing Yi loudly objected, struggling to stand still with all his strength.

Mrs. Xiao shook her head, and only called out: "Good boy." She hugged the boy tightly, tears streaming down her cheeks, and she couldn't speak anymore.

Why doesn't she suffer from heartache, unable to lift the sword, unable to kill the enemy, and without the slightest bit of magic, staying here can't help anything, but she can't leave the rest of the mansion alone and run for her life alone, the monks and allies of the Xiao family also Knowing that the fate that can't be escaped tonight is more ominous than good, but they are still fighting for protection, she can't go, she is the mistress of the Xiao family, she must stay.

Only this only son is her only selfishness.

The sixth miss of the Tang family found the two teenagers who were about to evacuate, and screamed to drive her men and ghosts to chase them, but was stopped by Chen Xiang with a knife.

"Xianzhi, I will leave Wanyin to you," she quickly let go of her hand, and said tearfully to Ji Wuxian, "Our Xiao family owes you too much, and we can only repay it in the next life."

"Aniang!" Xiao Wanyin cried out, holding her mother tightly, crying until her voice became hoarse: "I won't go! I won't go! Aniang, I want to stay with you! I won't go!"

Mrs. Xiao made up her mind and pushed the boy towards Ji Wuxian: "Xianzhi, take him away."

"Auntie, take care." Ji Wuxian sighed softly, and a string of white paper figurines flew out from his sleeves. The paper spirits holding hands were like a white rope binding the young man in Tsing Yi tightly. He pulled the rope and flicked it, He put his friend on horseback.

"Xianzhi! Let go! Let go!" Xiao Wanyin struggled desperately, her crying gradually weakened, "Let go of me! Please."

Ji Wuxian didn't speak, got on the horse, and looked back at Mrs. Xiao, who nodded to him with tears in her eyes.

The pursuers have arrived, the flames illuminate half of the night sky, and the air is filled with bloody and scorched odors. The once luxurious and majestic Immortal Mansion has become a purgatory on this cold night.

The young man in red has a murderous look in his eyes, and the gorgeous scimitar shows its sharpness. In the blood and flames, he forcibly carves a way out between the enemies and the ghouls. Breaking out of the siege, Juli finally breaks free and kicks several times away with one hoof. A Tang dog, flapping its wings and flying to the sky.

Tang Qiong, on the other hand, unhurriedly held the fan and cut off the blocker's head, narrowed her eyes and looked at the white horse disappearing at the end of the dark blue sky, and sneered.

The silver planet was buzzing and vibrating its wings to lead the way ahead, the low-hanging clouds were sinking down, and the thick clouds were within reach, like clusters of black nightmares floating in the sky. Kuli avoided the center of the huge black vortex, rubbing Yun Xiao, who was not involved in the chaos, passed through the dangerous area, and finally passed through the clouds smoothly and safely, flying towards Xiangyang.

The sound of howling wind mixed with icy snow flakes cut across the faces of the teenagers like sharp blades.

Ji Wuxian supported his weak friend with a serious expression and said nothing. After the dissection, Xizhi was worried about his health and asked him to stay in Gusu to recuperate and not to accompany him. He simply sneaked to the front line of Heluo, first to visit Xiao Wanyin, and then asked to assist Xiao Yan in his rebellion against the Tang Dynasty. He did not expect such an accident tonight.

Xiao Shi was doomed, he didn't dare to look at the continuous sea of ​​flames under the clouds, his body trembled unceasingly due to the chills caused by the ghost curse, he tried his best to swallow the blood gushing up his throat, but his heart was full of qi and blood.

The dust-observing mirror caused a group of monsters to cause disasters, and a hundred ghosts walked at night. The Tang army was blocked in Heluo for half a year, which left enough time for the south to deploy its defenses. The Lanxie two coalition forces built a second line of defense with Wushan as the boundary. Then, with the big and small fairy gates in the south, they will build a defensive formation at Jianmen Pass.

The battle in Heluo became more and more tense, and the Lanxie family allocated some allied forces to help. At this time, they had already traveled north to Xiangyang, which was still some distance away from Heluo.

Judging from tonight's situation, it is inevitable that Heluo's line of defense will be breached, and he must return the news as soon as possible.

Ji Wuxian raised his hand, hooked his fingers, and Huoxiwu lit up with a glittering light, and the red line snaked down from his fingertips, piercing through the heavy black clouds, not entering the endless night sky.

"Brother..." Ji Wuxian called out to Lan Xizhi in his heart, chanting the mantra.

The red line on the fingertips trembled slightly, and a familiar gentle tone came from over there: "A Xian, I'm here, what's wrong with you? You don't seem to be in a good mood."

"Brother, something happened to the Xiao family... The barrier in all directions is about to be broken, and Heluo City...maybe we can't hold it anymore." Hearing that reassuring voice, Ji Wuxian's eyes twitched, and he told Lan Xizhi what happened tonight , When recalling the narration, my heart became more and more heavy.

He wanted to save people, but at that time he couldn't save anyone at all, all he could do was take Xiao Wanyin away, the sense of futility and powerlessness overwhelmed him, making him almost unable to breathe.

After listening quietly over there, they were silent for a while, and then asked, "Ah Xian, are you injured?"

"I'm fine, but Heluo City needs support," Ji Wuxian took a deep breath.

"Well, I understand. We're leaving tonight and meeting halfway."

"Brother, I'm sorry, I left Gusu without telling you."

"I'm used to it, Axian, you're always like this," Lan Xizhi seemed to sigh slightly, "Just be safe."

"Thank you, brother." Ji Wuxian heaved a sigh of relief.

"The Xiao family's surprise attack tonight is really unexpected. Our tactics may have to be adjusted. I will discuss the specific matters with Uncle Xie first. Be careful yourself."

"Okay brother, see you later." Ji Wuxian said softly, watching the ray of light disappear, the slender red thread coiled around his finger, like a red ring, and looked down at the person in his arms, feeling sad for a while.

Xiao Wanyin no longer had the strength to struggle or plead, his eyes were empty and numb, and his mind was in a trance.

"Wan Yin, close your eyes and rest when you're tired." Ji Wuxian said softly, "I'm sorry, I can't save everyone."

"Xianzhi, don't say that," Xiao Wanyin closed his eyes, but couldn't stop the tears from flowing out, "That's not your responsibility and obligation."

It's raining in my heart, but that's my responsibility and obligation, mother, clansmen, monks of the Xiao family, and Shaluo, I should have been with them and fought side by side.

They have left Heluo now, except for the faintly falling snowflakes and white clouds and mist, there is only the empty night and the whistling wind. There was still the cold cry of weapons, the shouts of killing during the chaos, and the desperate cries of women and children.A few days ago, the celestial family member who was grateful to the Xiao family changed into a strange and disgusting face overnight, facing the Xiao family's swordsman, as if he was facing the enemy.

And his mother, he couldn't forget the look in his mother's eyes when she pushed him away, the biting cold and heart-piercing pain hit him.

"Wan Yin... Ah!" Dong Gongfu caressed her heart and exhaled in pain, her face was already full of tears, her injured body, which had not yet healed, couldn't bear it after all, and passed out.

"Can't you bear it all?" Jixinnu sneered, looking at the woman in the hibiscus skirt who fell among the flowers, "The Xiao family was razed to the ground, there was a gap in the four-dimensional barrier, and countless evil spirits were removed from the dust-observing mirror." It came out from the sky and the ground and started to wreak havoc on the whole city."

Jixinnu's eyes stopped on a white daisy, even though Dong Gongfu could no longer hear her voice, she murmured like a dream, "Your reinforcements have already arrived outside the city, but because of fear of the dense rain Only the Xiao family is guarding and fighting in the entire Heluo City! Only the Xiao family!"

At the end of the girl's voice, she suddenly raised her voice, with a mad look on her face. Luo Yafeng, who heard the sound, quickly made a formula and tapped it on the girl's forehead. The light green warm light flowed, and the girl gradually calmed down.

Mrs. Xiao was taken as a hostage by the Tang family to ask Suzerain Xiao Yan to surrender and hand over the Flying Flame Changqin. Mrs. Xiao committed suicide under the city wall. Xiao Sect fought to the last moment, and finally played the Flying Flame Changqin. The fire burned continuously for three days. The evil spirits in a radius of tens of miles finally broke the string of the long zither, and Xiao Yan died.

Many city residents also followed the Xiao family and would rather die than surrender. The fate of the entire Heluo City under the control of the Tang family was extremely tragic.

Ji Xinnu, who was locked by Miss Six and witnessed the whole process, was often disturbed by nightmares. This empathy brought her back to the desperate, helpless and disgusting predicament at that time.

"Hey, Dalihua, are you okay?" Luo Yafeng asked carefully.

"I'm fine, she has something to do," Ji Xinnu said coldly, who had regained his composure, "Take her back to the cabin, and I'll treat her."

In the gorgeous and noisy Wangxiantai, it was extremely quiet today, Mr. Huang Quan dismissed the dancer servants, and went to the back garden to feed the dragon fish in the Biluo Lake as usual.

When I got to the lake, I found that the lake was frozen, not only the lake surface, but the whole lake was frozen into one piece, like a huge crystal embedded in the ground, and the golden dragon fish was frozen to death in a strange and twisted posture. in a block of crystal.

Suddenly, a sharp long sword rushed towards him like lightning, pressing on his neck.

"You can get here alone, the girl is a master," Huang Quanjun held the stove in his hand, coughed twice, without looking at the man and the sword behind him, he just raised his eyebrows and said, "Huh? The cold fragrance on the clothes is really unique , as if I've smelled it somewhere."

"Stop talking nonsense, Mr. Huang Quan, hand over Dong Gongfu."

Mr. Huang Quan was calm and calm when he heard the woman's voice, but he quickly covered up his emotions and said in a provocative tone: "This is a ghost market, that woman has been killed, what can you do, Miss Xie? "