Thinking of this, Poinsettia grabbed another book with a headache.
There are thousands of wonderful medicines in the world. If there was a glimmer of hope, he would not just watch Fu Yunge die.
Because he must never let the same past happen again.
On a small table, the wick burns slowly. The shadow of the candle sways gently, reflecting the figure who reads tirelessly at night.
After a while. Gradually, the sun rises outside the window.
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A fierce battle took place all night, and the battlefield was divided into several parts. The battles were raging, and the sound of fighting transcended the boundaries of day and night.
In Qingyuan Horse Market, the fighting was particularly fierce. As the first shortcut into the Heart Lake Canyon, the melee is even more difficult to separate.
The Tosai people were unable to stop the army that was coming like a wave of darkness. Bai Rong tried his best to command, but was seriously injured. Fortunately, Dongfang Shiming and others arrived later and were able to reverse the situation.
Some of the dense and turbulent soldiers rushed into the canyon from both sides, bypassing the horse market. Dongfang Shiming and others had no time to care. They only wanted to protect the safety of the people in Ma City first, and they were too busy with other matters.
The swords and halberds were opened to compete with the invading Jiuche Xiaoying.
More and more troops began to retreat from here. Dongfang Shiming probably knew the direction they were going, but he couldn't control that much now. Tens of millions of people should not become bets on the battlefield. He must deal with it with all his concentration and not allow any distraction!
At this moment, Shaoxia finally had some breathing time. Several Touzhai disciples couldn't hold themselves back and went to the rear to see Bo Rong's condition.
Bo Rong was near Dongfang Shiming, and it was he who had just asked a local family to temporarily take him into treatment. However, Bai Rong's old injuries have not healed yet, and new ones have been added, which may be a disaster.
Dongfang Shiming stood guard behind the street. When he saw a Touzai disciple rushing back from the front, he did not stop him.
Because, I am afraid that this cruel battlefield will not give their senior brothers much time.
The three or five disciples rushed into the house quickly. But after a while, Dongfang Shiming heard a low whimper coming from inside.
Dongfang Shiming's nose felt sour. But he still suppressed the pain in his heart and shouted sternly: "Everyone has his own destiny. The battlefield is ruthless, come out quickly!"
Soon, the disciples slowly opened the door curtain and walked out wiping their tears.
Dongfang Shiming bit his lip tightly. He was indeed shaken, because he always had all the feelings in his heart; but he could not be shaken, because his current position was that of a military advisor, a chess player, and a person with the entire horse market behind him!
Ahead, the rumble of battle was deafening.
Suddenly, a cunning soldier crossed the crowd and rushed to the rear!
He raised his weapon and was about to smash it down on the heads of those disciples. Dongfang Shiming made a quick decision and flew out the iron fan, cutting the man's neck unexpectedly.
In an instant, hot blood spurted out and splashed all over the bodies of the distracted disciples.
They were like frightened sleeping birds, mentally returning to such a real and tragic reality. When he looked again, he saw that the man had fallen to the ground dead, with a red iron fan still stuck around his neck.
Dongfang Shiming glanced at them sideways and leaned over to pick up his fan.
"This is real fighting. Someone can die anytime, anywhere..." Dongfang Shiming took a heavy breath and said slowly, "This is not your usual practice."
"If you don't want the people you cherish to be hurt anymore, you have to fight to the death to protect them now!" Dongfang Shiming looked serious, his brows and eyes were filled with sadness, and his tone was sonorous like never before, "Otherwise, how can you be so virtuous? Can you hold the knife in your hand?"
Those disciples reluctantly stopped crying and raised their heads to look at Dongfang Shiming.
Gradually, Dongfang Shiming noticed that their hands holding the sword were getting tighter and tighter.
"Go, I hope you... can all be safe."
Dongfang Shiming's tone became softer than before, as if the breath just now had finally been exhausted.
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In the winding canyon, the sound of killing was loud. The war was raging, and Dragon Halberd was the first to bear the brunt. The situation of sudden stalemate was extremely dangerous.
In a dilemma, Master Long and others were fighting against the invading Jiuche Xiaoying, while trying to prevent them from ascending to the main sect. The attitude of Long Xiao and others is unclear, and it is difficult to say whether they will switch sides to Jiuche Xiaoying later.
Long Tao rushed left and right, as if there was no one in the desert. Just after experiencing the painful pain, Long Tao's blood surged. Regardless of his own injuries, every halberd seemed to be filled with anger and strength throughout his body. After fighting for a while, the bodies that died under his halberd were already in piles.
Master Long led a group of disciples to guard in front of the stone steps of the cliff, blocking enemies who wanted to break through the defense line. Although the mountain gate has been captured by Long Xiao, they will never allow these evil obstacles to take a step.
Both offensive and defensive forces form a beautiful and beautiful scene under the Longji cliff. The war is raging, smoke is everywhere, and blood is flowing everywhere.
Among the Dragon Master and others, there were also those who were injured when they resisted the Jade Faced Rakshasa Halberd Army, and they were getting weaker and weaker now. In addition, many Jiuche Xiaoying soldiers wanted to win the first victory as soon as possible, so the crowd that gathered around them increased instead of decreasing.
A lonely tree cannot support itself, and Master Long and others are besieged by the crowd, like a kite with its string cut off, an isolated island isolated from outside support.
Soon, the situation fell into disarray.
I don't know who slashed him with the knife, and a disciple standing not far from the dragon master was suddenly injured and his blood was like a fountain.
The weak defense was finally torn open. When those big men with red eyes saw the omission, they immediately rushed through the defense net with a scream and rushed towards the mountain gate!
The leader of the dragon is one against three, and he has no skills at all. Seeing those gangsters pouring into the sect, and the long delay going to waste, he couldn't help but feel heartbroken and shouted in despair:
"No, no!!"
