[mouse cat] special way

The flirtatious red seal gradually receded, the forehead retracted and a drop of scarlet liquid flowed out of the body, and the person in his arms finally recovered his old warmth.

"Cat..." Bai Yutang wiped the blood off his lover's mouth with his sleeve, and sobbed softly, "Stupid cat, stupid cat, smelly cat, three-legged cat..."

Zhan Zhao seemed to be in a deep sleep, with a faint smile hanging from the corner of his mouth.

"Zhan Zhao, if your soul has never gone far, please listen to me." Bai Yutang put Zhan Zhaoping on the ground, took off his robe and covered him, "I, Bai Yutang, swear to the heavens, I will definitely write the 'Book of Heaven' Annihilate, protect the Great Song Dynasty. You..." He picked up the Yanling Saber and put it in Zhan Zhao's palm, and he raised the Juque himself, "You...you walk slowly, otherwise, I'm afraid I won't be able to catch up with you... "

Zhan Zhao is so good, how could he be willing to let this little silly cat walk on that icy road to hell alone.When he finishes his mission and follows him away, that person has always been soft-hearted towards him, so he will definitely not blame him.

The young man picked up two dim "Books from Heaven" on the ground, chuckled, and put them into the treasure bag at his waist——Before entering the battle, Shao Shuzu gave each of the generals a piece of talisman, and these talismans can temporarily Lock the breath of the "Book of Heaven", so that people will not be affected by the "Book of Heaven".

Bai Yutang put away the treasure bag, took one last look at the sleeping Zhan Zhao, turned around and walked into the mist.What he didn't notice was that behind him, Xiao Meng's dead body started to squirm slowly.

Not long after, the newborn zombie stood up unsteadily, walked tremblingly to the side of the white "grave", stretched out its black fingers...

Suddenly, a green soared out, pushing it staggeringly, and then a long arrow passed through its shoulder blade, leading it to fly far away.It fell to the ground and roared, its pale eyeballs almost popping out of their sockets.

Ouyang Chun jumped up, and the Guiling Qibao Saber harvested the last head.

"I didn't expect that there was only one zombie here. Could it be that he is particularly powerful, or that no one has passed here?" Ouyang Chun put his knife back into its sheath, turned around and greeted, "Come here, it's been cleaned up. Hey, what's going on ?”

Shang Fengyue broke away from Ai Hu's supporting hand, and ran towards a white figure in a staggered manner. Seeing that person's face, the Immortal Doctor couldn't stand anymore and knelt down: "Zhaoer——"

Ai Hu was also dumbfounded, and also knelt down, reaching out to touch Zhan Zhao's breath, but was stopped by the shadow guard behind him.Ying Xu shook his head, his eyes were flushed, with such a color, Zhan Zhao has...already...

"Zhao'er! Zhao'er!" Shang Fengyue caressed Zhan Zhao's neck, his fingertips were as silent as death, and there was no wave at all. He finally couldn't help it, hugged his nephew and cried bitterly, "Zhaoer, my Zhao'er, it's Uncle, open your eyes and look at Uncle..." We just got together!

Ouyang Chun stood aside in a daze, although he knew in his heart that the possibility of Zhan Zhao surviving was extremely low, but facing such a situation, he still couldn't accept such a parting.

Suddenly, as if thinking of something, Shang Fengyue laid Zhan Zhao flat again, and reached out to untie his lapel.

The white robe was taken away, and everyone saw the Yanling Saber in Zhan Zhao's palm, and... and the hideous wound on his chest.

"Bai, Yu, Tang!" Shang Fengyue gritted her teeth and said, "Did Bai Yutang kill Zhao'er?!"

Ai Hu hurriedly interrupted: "Genius doctor, don't be angry, Bai Wuxia cares so much about Big Brother Zhan, he will definitely not hurt him, there must be some misunderstanding!"

Shang Fengyue ignored him and just peeled off Zhan Zhao's shirt layer by layer.Surprisingly, Zhan Zhao's body was soft to the touch, not as cold as the dead.The wound on his chest was faintly whitish, although it was extremely deep, but there was not much blood flowing out. Looking carefully, a smear of green could be faintly seen in the wound.

"He's not dead yet!" Shang Fengyue exclaimed in surprise, took out a small wooden box from her bosom, opened it and took out a pill the size of a little finger, broke the wax seal, and a burst of fragrance wafted out, dissipating the surrounding air With the rancid smell, hope surged in everyone's hearts.

Shang Fengyue broke Zhang Zhan Zhao's jaw, and poured down this precious pill with water: "Zhaoer, swallow it."

How could the dead throat be swallowed, Ouyang Chun frowned and took Zhan Zhao, put two fingers on his neck and throat, and pushed the pill down in a daze.

Ai Hu and Ying Xu hurriedly unfolded the cloak and other items, and hastily spread a couch on the ground, helping Ouyang Chun to place the person on the couch.

Zhan Zhao lay there soundlessly, he didn't look like a living person no matter what.Ai Hu secretly sighed, the Tianmen Formation is so dangerous this day, the divine doctor... hey, the divine doctor... that's all, I just hope that the divine doctor has the ability to bring the dead back to life.

"Everyone protect the Dharma for me." Shang Fengyue took out the golden needle again, and pierced Zhan Zhao's acupoint one after another, "Hero Ouyang, please use your internal force to vibrate the golden needle for half a quarter of an hour at three breaths, and for a quarter with nine minutes of breath. Then Just rush and slow down like this, do it seven times first."

Ouyang Chun acted according to his words without saying a word, until the sixth time his face was covered with a thin layer of cold sweat, probably due to excessive consumption, after the seventh time, Zhan Zhao still did not change, and Ai Hu's eyes began to turn red again .

Shang Fengyue gritted her teeth, took out the green jade slip from her bosom, slashed open her palm and pressed the jade slip to the wound on Zhan Zhao's chest, the blood gushed out slowly and firmly, impregnating Zhan Zhao bit by bit. Thin chest.

"Come again!" Ouyang Chun felt his sweat, and began to exercise again.Time passed moment by moment, and after finishing No.20 nine times, the lying person finally coughed lightly, and his chest heaved.

"Yes, yes, Brother Zhan is breathing!" Ai Hu exclaimed in surprise, "Brother Zhan is really alive, Yi, Master! Divine doctor! Brother Zhan is alive!"

"Huh-huh-yes, you can close the work." Shang Fengyue smiled miserably at Ouyang Chun, and the expressions on both of them were not good.

When Ouyang Chun regained his power, Shang Fengyue also took it away.At this time, a bit of emerald green flew out from Zhan Zhao's wound, and fell into the jade slip in Shang Fengyue's palm, and the jade slip suddenly gave off a soft glow.

"What's the matter?" Ai Hu was a little surprised.

Shang Fengyue said indifferently: "It's just that the 'Scroll of Wood' has been restored to its original appearance." He poured several life-saving elixirs into Zhan Zhao, and screwed all the golden needles into his body.After bandaging her nephew's wound, Shang Fengyue thought about it, and hung the "Wooden Scroll" on her nephew's chest.

Ai Hu carried Zhan Zhao on his back, hesitantly: "Genius doctor, this 'Book of Heaven' can..." Can't control others?

"Don't compare the Zhao family's rough usage with my medicine king's valley." Shang Fengyue wrapped her hands, only to feel that there were snowflakes in front of her eyes, "Who is that, come and help me, let's get out of here quickly."

Yingxu picked up the Yanling Saber, supported the precarious genius doctor, and looked back at the bearded man who also looked unhappy: "Hero Ouyang?"

Ouyang Chun waved his hands and said: "Don't worry about me, I'm just a little tired, nothing serious." He also swallowed several elixirs from Shang Fengyue, and the dry internal energy in his dantian was recovering quickly.Is this the magic of Medicine King Valley?Thinking of Shang Fengyue's words just now, Bei Xia's mind, which has never been so clear, had a flash of inspiration: "Could it be that the medicines in the Medicine King Valley are all grown from the "Scroll of Wood"?"

"Not all of them, only the Shexin Vine." Shang Fengyue took a breath, "How can such a precious medicine be spread and abused? The Shexin Vine is the best of the 'Scroll of Wood', use less."

"So that's it!" Ouyang Chun nodded, the scroll of wood has the ability to bring the dead back to life, and it doesn't matter if the Shexin Teng is domineering, "Mr. Shang, where are we going now?"

Shang Fengyue's eyes turned cold, she gritted her teeth and said, "Go after that damned Bai Yutang!" If he comes later, Zhan Zhao will really die, he must let this unreliable guy know how powerful he is!

At this moment, the soldiers of the other three routes also killed their respective enemies, and were resting their teams and rushing here.

In the depths of the Liao army camp, Princess Qiong'e stood beside the altar, looking at the white-glazed porcelain altar on the altar in silence.

"Commander!" The scout came to report, "Our army's west, north and center roads can no longer be blocked, please show me, Commander!"

Princess Qiong'e didn't even look at her: "How many casualties?"

"Our army has killed more than [-] soldiers and countless wounded."

"What about the enemy casualties?"

"This... the subordinates don't know, but the visual inspection is comparable to our army."

Princess Qiong'e chuckled lightly and said something.

"Brother, Commander?" The scout felt that he must be hallucinating, why did he seem to hear the commander saying that not enough people died?

"Send Princess Yunxia to attack, be sure to block the enemy." Princess Qiong'e said indifferently, "You should follow."

"Yes……"

This talent went out, and another young general came in to present the urgently delivered letter from Beijing.

Princess Qiong'e opened it, and her face finally changed: "It seems that I have to speed up my pace."

The commander-in-chief of the Liao army took another look at the white-glazed porcelain altar, turned around and left the altar. There was no other reason. The urgent letter was only three words—the empress dowager's death.