Invisible threads formed a huge net, blocking Shi Wuqi's army from outside. But they kept pulling at the threads, causing this weak defense to slowly collapse. A hidden weapon penetrated Huailan, who lost her center of gravity, and her steps slowed down obviously. The wound was on her side, and she didn't know if it hurt any internal organs, but she had lost her strength.
Before Tang Qinglan swung his sword for the second time, Tang He slashed at his blade. Qinglan grasped the handle of the knife tightly with one hand, and pressed the back of the knife hard with the other hand. Tang He's knife was slightly tilted in front of him, landing on a gap in his blade.
"Knife and man, you have to give up one." Tang He said, using a little more force on his hand. At the same time, Qinglan heard the sound of the person behind him falling to the ground. But she was still conscious. She clutched the grass on the ground and tried to hold up her tired body. She quietly took out the short knife from the side of her boot with her other hand. Even though she knew that her remaining strength was not even enough for her to insert it into an ordinary piece of flesh that would not resist, she still had to go all out.
Otherwise Qinglan will...
"Click."
That's too late.
The barrier knife split into two, and the sharp blade penetrated his jaw, neck, collarbone, chest, abdominal cavity...
Hot blood splashed onto Tang He's face. When the broken knife and the lifeless body fell backward, the woman holding the short knife jumped up.
Shi Wuqi had rushed to the fine net and grabbed a handful of invisible threads with his bare hands. All the threads were melted in his hands. A large number of corpses swarmed up. When the short knife was only an inch away from Tang He's left chest, he raised the horizontal knife and hit her temple with the back of the knife.
A buzzing sound exploded in his ears, as if it overlapped with the tremor of the broken knife. Tang Huailan's vision was blurry, and only the outlines of countless shadows could be seen clearly, surging up. She felt very cold, and the movement just now caused more blood to leave the penetrating wound on her side, but she knew that compared to Qinglan, the blood was not as light as a feather.
Their blood blended together and slowly seeped into the earth. The blood slowly took away her body temperature, but she didn't feel cold. She tried her best to touch Qinglan, touched the handle of the broken knife that he had clutched until death, and covered it with her hand. His man and knife were colder than hers.
"Huailan!!"
The last thing she heard was Mu Wan shouting at the top of his lungs.
When Tang Huailan opened his eyes again, it was already dark.
It was so quiet that she wondered if she was deaf. But the gasping sound when she stood up made her clearly realize that her hearing was still very good. Her abdomen hurt. Although the hidden weapon that penetrated her was not poisonous, the wound was still hot. She lowered her head and touched it. The gauze was very clean and no blood seeped out. When you press it gently, you can also touch a medicine bag, which should be used to stop bleeding.
There is a bowl of cold medicine on the ground, which is full. Old gauze soaked in blood was piled beside the straw mat. There was still a dull pain in her temple, and there was a burning sensation and burning sound in her side. The fire was small and almost extinguished. Tang Huailan checked his clothes again and found that most of the hidden weapons were missing, but there were some left.
Her hair was untied, the outermost layer was cut in half, and it suddenly became thinner when it fell down over her shoulders. No one combed her hair, so the long coil of steel pins in her hair was still there. She reached out her hand and took it quietly.
When Mu Wan walked towards her with firewood in her arms, a figure appeared from behind the tree and pressed a cold weapon against her neck.
"...No one will hurt you." Mu Wan quickly calmed down, "If you don't add more firewood, you will freeze to death."
"Where is Qinglan?"
"..."
Mu Wan said nothing and hugged the firewood in his hand tighter. Tang Huailan suddenly let go, walked tiredly to the straw mat, and collapsed on it again. She looked defenseless, but Mu Wan knew that if she came within a foot of her, the steel needle would definitely penetrate anywhere on her body.
"The good news is that we got the Night Screaming Stone. In addition, we also found the other things we needed from the child. But... when we wanted to take her away, she refused even if she died, and even took Shan Hai's The hand was bitten.”
"What does that kid do?"
"..." Mu Wan tried to find a gentler explanation, but couldn't find one. "Anyway, the child will be killed by him sooner or later."
"Does she know?"
"I have no idea."
The two were silent for a while. Both of them still have not let down their guard against each other, one is psychological, the other is behavioral, but it is far more than these two. After a while, Tang Huailan said lightly:
"Be servile."
"You can't say that. He's just a child. You will believe whoever you spend a lot of time with. We are just a group of strangers, and it is normal for her to be afraid of us."
"You let him run away." She said, "Let Tang He."
Hearing that name, Mu Wan gritted his teeth: "I want to kill him. He killed my senior sister, my friend, and my brother."
"He killed my brother, too."
Mu Wan sighed. It seems that Tang Huailan has realized and accepted this fact. Her waist was still weak, so she could only use her hands to hold herself up and stand side by side with Mu Wan. Mu Wan scattered some firewood beside the fire. Among them was a sword that Huailan was familiar with. She picked up the scabbard and handed it to her with both hands.
"It broke. We put both pieces inside."
Tang Huailan took the knife and pulled it out of the scabbard. It turned out that it was only half in length. The first half of the blade is still in the scabbard and is heavy. She held the remaining half of the knife upright in front of her eyes, the flames making it glow brightly. Huailan just stared at himself on the blade, his face cold and calm. Old and new scratches were all over the blade, appearing on her reflected face, like the wounds she was born with.
Mu Wan didn't look at her. She knelt down and added wood to the fire one by one.
After a long while, Tang Huailan inserted the knife back and asked casually: "Where is the half-demon?"
"Long Miao. He's... okay. Shanhai has controlled the demonic nature in his body. But the incense burner is still in his body. We have to find a way to take it out. Cang Yu is afraid that we will dissect him alive and keeps an eye on us. . Ah, Shan Hai and Wu Qi were both seriously injured. They had a head-on confrontation with Tengu, and now they are lying on the other side. Well, that’s the fire over there. All of your medicines were applied by Aluan. You are the most seriously injured. , our medicines are very limited, but lives have been saved.”
"Thanks."
Mu Wan was stunned for a moment. She originally thought that Tang Huailan was a cold person. When they rescued her, they were prepared to be scolded excessively or get bitten back. Doing good deeds and whether the other party accepts them are two different things. He didn't expect her to be so generous with her thanks, which caught Mu Wan off guard.
"Uh, hey, it's okay, it should be. It's just...Miss Tang, we must not be able to give it to you that night when you cry for stones." Mu Wan's tone was a little regretful, "At least not for the time being. Please forgive me, there is nothing we can do. .”
"fine."
This was the second time Mu Wan was stunned. She agreed too simply, without the slightest hint of theory, which made her very confused.
"But, but in this case... you won't be able to deal with the Tang family. Will you be punished? And your partner... will they be lenient? At least, they should realize that this time the enemy is not what they imagined. That’s easy to deal with.”
Mu Wan shook his head gently.
"I have no intention of going back."
"Ah, is that so...that's right, they won't be soft-hearted. Then, do you want to go to Zuofenmen?"
"We will definitely be found. If we still obey the orders of the hall master Tang Huansheng... who is our adoptive father, he will think that there is no need for me to go back. The mission failed over and over again, and his adopted son was also involved. He He will be so angry that he wishes I was buried with him, and wishes I would never appear in front of him again, and he will not admit that he has educated two such failed disciples."
"Where's the master's house..."
"They win no matter what. If we die, we can weaken the power of Tang Huansheng who made them suspicious; if we do not die, but have made meritorious service, we will be transferred to the master's house and be sent around; if we fail, we will be He must be punished, and there will be endless orders to obey in the future. As for crying at night, that is not important at all. It is just that it is said to make people think that the Tang family has been humiliated. In fact, compared with the benefits of their internal rectification, it is a sure profit. "
"..."
Mu Wan knew that the family power was always in chaos, but he didn't know that the water was so deep that he couldn't see the bottom. There was nothing more she could do about the situation. But she knew that if it was her former self, she would probably say something like this:
"Want to come with us?"
But she didn't. She is no longer her past self.
"Well, as for Tang Qinglan..." Mu Wan carefully tested, "Do you want to take him away, or..."
"Where is he?"
"We put it far away and covered him with a cloth..."
"I'll bury him later in the night."
"Uh, eh?" Mu Wan's expression was a little strange. Apart from surprise, there were too many emotions that she didn't know how to express, because Tang Huailan's tone was a little calm, as if the cat that died here was just a cat that had been raised for several years. Cat and Dog, "Are you sure? Isn't it a little rushed and crude..."
"Don't bother too much. People in the world don't have that many rules. We don't have a home, and no one cares about us. We made an agreement before we were alive that whoever dies will be buried wherever he goes."
"This, this is it. That's fine."
Mu Wan observed her carefully. She didn't show much sadness or hatred. But Mu Wan firmly believes that she does hide these feelings deep in her heart. As someone who has also lost a close friend, she is keenly aware of this unique sadness. Like the fragrance of flowers late at night. Even if you don't search for it deliberately or express it clearly, you can still smell this kind of sadness that appears and disappears.
Neither the moonlight nor the firelight could penetrate Huailan's eyes. There was a layer of ice on her eyes, which had not melted due to the heat, but under those gloomy eyes, the part that was not good at expressing was already boiling.
She looked at her palm, and it seemed like there was still a lot of fresh blood on it.
"Just tell us what you want us to do. If Shan Hai is in good health, he can help you with the rituals... If you can't move him because he's injured, you can wait until dawn and let Shi Wuqi think of a way."
"I've accepted it from my heart. I'll do it myself."
She always spoke so briefly.
"Well, if there's nothing else, I'll go over and rest first." Mu Wan pointed to the bonfire over there, "If you need anything, come to us at any time. We'll help you if we can."
"good."
So Mu Wan stood up and patted the dirt on his body. Halfway there, she looked back and found Tang Huailan standing there looking here. Those pair of faint eyes were like a sneaking cat in the dark night, like a ghost, as if they could disappear at any time. Mu Wan turned around and continued walking, approaching his own campfire.
When she looked back, she could no longer see the shadow there.
Tang Huailan was swallowed up by the night.
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