The bright sunshine shines on both ends of the river, and the winding paths in the mountains and forests are paved with white light.
When people walk in this world, they will inevitably make demands on others.
Fu Wen's personality followed that of his father Fu Yi, and he was a very strong and courageous person. After his mother, teacher, and nanny passed away, he became calmer and stronger. In addition, he also has one of the biggest characteristics, that is, he never loses his temper. Asking for help, even his current right-hand man Jia Xuanshuo, he has never asked for help.
Today, he suddenly opened his mouth, and it seemed that he was really in a desperate situation.
Hearing that the person secretly protecting him refused, Fu Wen suddenly felt like he had fallen into an ice cave. He wanted to cry but had no tears. He was at a loss. He felt in his heart: It's hard to ask for help, but it's even harder to ask for help!
When people are in despair, even if they lie down and listen to the wind, there will be bursts of mournful cries, like dire wolves scurrying, or Wuxia apes crying.
Just when Fu Wenwu was hurting himself, his mind suddenly went blank.
A figure vaguely appeared in his mind, and the figure changed from illusory to clear, until Fu Wen saw the person clearly.
But I saw that this man was about fifty years old, dark and fat, with an oval face and a pointed nose embedded in his small face. It was really gratifying. The man's long hair seemed to have not been combed for a long time, and under his thick eyebrows A pair of big eyes flashed, and the black eyes moved around with dignity. At this moment, he was looking at himself up and down.
Seeing this scene, Fu Wen was filled with doubts: Is this an illusion or reality? Could it be a dream before death?
A moment of trance passed by. After thinking for a while, Fu Wen felt happy and hurriedly asked in his mind, "Senior, are you the master who secretly protected me all the way?"
The old man seemed to be able to read people's thoughts and smiled, "That's right! Boy, don't be too frightened. This is the top move of Kuilong Mansion's eight moves, 'Kuilong Fantasy'. Anyone who uses this move can , can enter other people's dreams, and can kill people in their dreams. This top-grade stunt from the Kuilong Mansion is much more elegant than the Kuilong Crossing the Sea used by the little girl next to you!"
The other party was not a bad person, and Fu Wen was not wary, so he hurriedly said, "Senior, are you also from the Kuilong Mansion? That's easy to handle. The Qin royal family and the Kuilong Mansion have a long history of friendship. Senior does not look at the monk's face when looking at the Buddha's face. , just come to the rescue once!"
The man was a little displeased, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Boy, from whom did you learn your ability to observe people's emotions and find opportunities to find opportunities?"
"Haha, I lost my mother when I was young, my master passed away, and I have no one to rely on. Naturally, I have to learn some skills of catering and flattery to make a living! Seniors, don't worry about such minutiae. I, Da Qin Erlang, will fearlessly sacrifice every moment in this formation. , I also ask seniors to lend a helping hand and save our Great Qin soldiers from life and death!".
Fu Wen is a resolute and observant person. In normal times, he would never say such pitiful words as "losing his mother and losing his teacher". At this moment, even if he doesn't want to say it in every possible way, in this time of life and death, he still has to say it. explain.
In the face of life and death, nothing matters. ——Fu Wen
The man was very indifferent to this matter. He continued the topic he had just talked about and said in a naive voice, "Haha! Boy, I have been by your side for more than a year. I know what you said, so you don't need to talk about it."
Seeing that the man did not answer, Fu Wen felt a little disappointed. He planned to give up the idea of continuing to request for the time being, and asked slowly, "May I ask your senior's name?"
The man's figure was sometimes clear and sometimes misty in Fu Wen's mind. He replied loudly, "A nameless person, a dandy that people in the world have long forgotten, Zhu Long Fengyu!"
In the Earthly Lie Formation, everyone saw Fu Wen lying there, with the birthmark on his forehead emitting a faint blue light. Jing Yuejian stretched out his delicate and delicate hands and touched Fu Wen's handsome face, hoping that he would wake up soon.
Fu Wen heard the miserable cries of the soldiers, and became anxious again. He hurriedly imagined in his mind, talked to Zhu Long Fengyu, and begged, "Senior, now we are on the line between life and death, if senior can do anything, With a helping hand, the younger generation will tie the grass, tie the ring, and repay each other with generous gifts."
In Fu Wen's mind, Zhu Long sat on the ground in the wind and rain, and said in a cold voice, "Huh! Repay the generous gift? Are you a street performer? Do you think I am a street performer? Do you still need you to repay the generous gift? My great Qin Majesty is broad and frugal. , gentle and polite, leader of the world. When I was entrusted to protect you, it was entirely out of respect for your majesty and the past. However, I promised your majesty to protect you, but it did not include other people in the Earthly Formation, including and Jing Yuejian, a young student from the same school as my teacher, is not included!"
Zhu Long Fengyu paused for a moment and said in a cold voice, "When you come out to join the gangs and lakes, you must be prepared to die at any time. If you are not even prepared for this, huh, why are you still living in the gangs and lakes? Go home and farm as soon as possible. Bar!"
Time is ticking, and the conversation between the two is passing quickly.
At this moment, Fu Wen has become a grasshopper on the heat.
Seeing that his plea was useless, Fu Wen thought for a moment and began to change his strategy. He flattered Zhu Long Fengyu and said, "Hee hee, I don't know the righteousness of my senior. It's really superficial, superficial! However, all of us here are heroes of Great Qin. And your disciples, disciples and grandsons, just use your hands and help!"
"Boy, you'd better use your glib tongue on other people. Don't be too respectful to me." Zhu Long Fengyu laughed dryly, and then said seriously, "Boy, remember, I only look at the scenery, not into the water. I I have made an appointment with His Majesty to only protect you. The life and death of others has nothing to do with me. Do you really think that a person of my level can be driven around at will? Humph! Besides, if you don’t know that I have this arsenal, So, how do you interpret today's situation? Could it be that Fu Yi's son only shakes his head and begs for mercy and asks others for help? "
After Zhu Long Fengyu finished speaking, he disappeared from Fu Wen's mind. No matter how much Fu Wen shouted, it was to no avail.
After calling to no avail, Fu Wen fell silent.
Fu Wen has always known that strength is very important. Today, he understands the truth again: strength is very important.
Unable to continue pretending to be dead, Fu Wen sat up after a brief handover between heaven and man, looked at Jing Yuejian who was ecstatic to see that he was safe and sound, and said, "Yue Jian, have you found the formation eye?"
Jing Yuejian and Zou Fuling lowered their heads and said nothing, Fu Wen already understood.
Young Fu Wen looked deeply into the distance.
Not far away, purple sky thunders as thick as a hugging tree are still falling with crackling crackles. Although the speed is a little slower than before, it is difficult to avoid ordinary soldiers when they hit them, and they can only fall on one person. The fate of dying hatred.
He glanced at the surrounding sergeants secretly, and all of them had the same expression, despair!
There is no way to heaven and no way to the earth. Fu Wen's gray eyes changed from disappointment to despair, from despair to determination.
He bit his lip lightly, an idea brewing in his mind, a desperate idea.
At the right time, a sergeant next to Fu Wen was about to be struck by lightning. Fu Wen stood up suddenly, jumped away like a leopard, pushed the sergeant away, and shouldered a purple thunder blast by himself.
Amid everyone's astonishment, Fu Wen smiled, his nose bleeding.
Then, while everyone was stunned, the second person, the third person, and the fourth person were saved one by one!
The fifth purple sky thunder struck down, Fu Wen's flesh and blood were already mangled, and the birthmark on his forehead was no longer blue. He felt that he could no longer resist this purple sky thunder, and he suddenly felt the heart to die bravely. Seeing his face of determination, He strode towards the sergeant who was about to be struck by lightning.
"I am the crown prince. Whenever there is an opportunity to live or die, I should die first!"
Boom, this time, Fu Wen was really knocked unconscious!
The people in the formation were extremely anxious, and suddenly there was a strange sight outside the thunderous sky.
Su Ran and Feng Xin were watching Fu Wen's every move with interest, commenting from time to time.
In front of the two of them, a mysterious figure suddenly stood in a group of shadows holding a sword. The mysterious figure's dark robe tightly covered his body. His long hair was over his shoulders, swaying in the wind, looking carefree and unrestrained. He wore a ferocious mask on his face. The bronze mask turned out to be Zhu Long Fengyu who had just met Fu Wen’s spiritual thoughts.
Zhu Long Fengyu had an insight into the movements in the Earthly Formation. He knew that Fu Wen's actions just now were a gamble with his life. If he, Zhu Long Fengyu, really cared about Fu Wen's life, he would definitely rescue him. Otherwise, then, Before his death, Fu Wen could still strive for a good reputation as "loving the people like a son".
Zhu Longfengyu admired Fuwen for having such courage and courage at such a young age. After careful consideration, he decided to make an exception.
However, in order to avoid being discovered by the people around Fu Wen, Zhu Long Fengyu did not rescue him in the Dilie Formation. Instead, he traced the source and found the location of Feng Xin who had used the formation. He was holding a long sword shrouded in black mist. Flying into a dense forest on the north shore.
At this moment, the two poles of Zhu Long Fengyu's sword reversed from black to white, standing proudly against Su Ran and Feng Xin.
Zhu Long Fengyu relied on his realm and said in a lonely voice, "Listen carefully, I will only say this once, withdraw!"
"You'd better break the formation!"
Before Feng Xin could speak, Su Ran took the lead and flatly refused, laughing and saying, "Although we are not as good as you, but in a fight with you, it will be difficult to tell the winner. By then, the people in the formation will be dead or alive." Life, I can’t say for sure! Hahaha!”
It was obvious that Su Ran planned to use the knife trick to drag the people in the formation to death.
"Since your Majesty refuses to give way, don't blame me for being rude."
Time was running out, Zhu Long Fengyu didn't hesitate at all, he took off his long sword and put it on Feng Xin's neck. Then, Zhu Long Fengyu looked at Su Ran with a cold eyebrow.
With just one move, Zhu Long Fengyu subdued Feng Xin, which clearly shows his strength.
Now that the matter is over, Su Ran shakes his head and smiles, "Xinmei, withdraw from the formation."
Chang Shuiwei, who was secretly observing, had already found out everything about the situation, and would naturally report it to the emperor afterwards. Since he, Su Ran, had tried his best, the emperor would definitely know about today's situation, so there was no need for him, Su Ran, to die. .
Feng Xin, who had already retained his subordinates before, had already made preparations to close the formation. Su Ran gave an order, and Feng Xin thought about it. A gleam of light flashed across the sky, and the Hunyuan Yiqi banner returned to Feng Xin. in hand.
The thunder suddenly stopped, everything on both sides of the river was silent, the sky was bright again, and there was peace.
Su Ran and Feng Xin rode back to the city.
The days are long and the world is far away. Fu Wen, we will definitely meet again!
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At dusk, the sun tilts, and the setting sun is like blood.
Seeing that the formation had withdrawn, Fu Wen, who had just woken up, felt a little relieved. With a low groan, he fell to the ground and passed out again.
In my ears, the Zhulong Guards, who had less than 200 people left, under the leadership of Ye Li, shouted loudly that shook the heaven and the earth.
"The fourth prince cannot bear to abandon me, so I will repay him with my life!"
