Misery: my feet step out of the flames of war

Chapter 235 I will go to hell and be buried with you

Three days later, Gong Wuhou's injury improved a lot, and he said goodbye at dusk.

"Thank you for taking care of me. It's time for me to go back to Yandu."

"Don't leave, Fu'er. Let's leave this world and find a quiet place to retreat."

"Ok?"

Bihuihuang couldn't hide his excitement and took out the letter left by Qi Taizu: "You are my son, my gift. It's my father's fault for not taking good care of you!"

"What is going on?"

"I don’t know what the purpose of Guling Dieyan was. You were looking for the Eyes of Blood and Tears everywhere. My father’s friend Qi Taizu took you away and traded you with Guling Dieyan in exchange for Hen Qiangu to kill for him... It’s a pity that you were only two years old at that time. .”

"I understand why he always looks at me with such greedy eyes. It turns out that he is looking at the eyes of blood and tears on my face."

Gong Wuhou touched the corners of her eyes.

The fate of life has a "tragic" ending already written at birth.

Don't burst into tears at dusk: "It's all your fault that dad mistakenly thought the devil was your friend. It's dad who is sorry for you."

"Oh, how can I blame you? As long as I have the eyes of blood and tears, the dying smoke of the ancient mausoleum will find me sooner or later."

No one in the palace understands the reason why holding a jade is a crime.

He stood up unsteadily: "I want to go back to Yandu."

"Don't leave, Fu'er. Dad just wants you to be safe."

"The ancient tombs are gone, but none of us can retreat from this world."

Gong Wuhou left, her bright red body walking farther and farther in the white sky and earth, like blood in the snow.

At the same time, Xuanming found his best time at the door of Lianzhuang's house.

"I'll use the favor of saving Xiao Mi Tao in exchange for your action. From now on, you and Binglou will be clean."

"Old dog must repay kindness and seek revenge. Tell me, who should I kill?"

"Tomorrow at dusk, the setting sun will break the bridge, and the ancient mausoleum will be surrounded and evaporated."

Finally, he patted Xiaomi Tao and said, "My dog ​​and I will be on time for the appointment."

Leaving this quiet little village, the Xuanming clan hurriedly walked on the Qiushan Baiyao Road.

He already knew what Ghost Desolation Hell wanted.

As long as he kills the ancient mausoleum, he will not hesitate.

The atmosphere on Baiyao Road is gloomy, the Holy Infant Lord has only his last breath left, and the seven days left by Yexiao are about to come.

Without the trace of the princess, the Xuanming clan did not know where to hide, and the demon world was helpless.

"Emperor Xuan?"

"If Linglong Bone cannot be found tomorrow, then the entire demon world will attack Huguang Lese and force Yexiao to release the Holy Infant Lord."

Fallen Angel Que said: "If we attack Huguang Lese, I will ask Lord Wu for help."

At this time, Xuanming asked to see him.

Emperor Xuan, Fallen God Que, Hell Transformation, etc. all rushed out.

"Bing Wang, you brought it to your door automatically, don't blame us."

Emperor Xuan waved his hand and was about to take action.

"Wait a minute, if the demon world meets one of my conditions, Linglong Bone will be given to me with both hands, otherwise the Xuanming clan would rather self-destruct."

"Huh? What are the conditions?"

"Use the power of the demon world to help me kill the Grand Master of Yandu."

"it is good!"

Emperor Xuan agreed.

Hellbender has already made enemies with Yandu before, so why not take this opportunity to kill Yandu, eliminate future troubles, and obtain Linglong Bones at the same time.

"Tomorrow at dusk, the sun sets outside Yandu and the Broken Bridge awaits the demon world's army. Remember, if the ancient mausoleum evaporates and the smoke does not die, it will be you, the Holy Infant Lord, who will die."

After Xuan Ming left, everyone asked Emperor Xuan anxiously: "What should we do?"

"The whole cauldron is broken. Tomorrow the entire demon world will go to Yandu. If successful, we will take Linglong's bones. If successful, we will kill them in Huguang Lese."

"Do you still want to ask Tiandu for help?"

Emperor Xuan thought for a long time and then said: "No need, there are wolves around, there are no weak ones, the demon world has to rely on its own strength to stand firm."

"Yes."

Xuanmingshi returned to the Ice Tower.

The day of the scorching sun has passed, and the Ice Tower has returned to a world of ice sculptures and snow. The deputy owner of the building, the Roubing clan, is leading the surviving subjects to clean up the battlefield and bury the bones.

Under the ice, wisps of blood can still be seen.

"Bing King, you are indeed safe, great!"

Xuan Ming suppressed the injured body, came to the palace, and sank the coffin of the emperor's brother Mi Monologue and the jewelry of the emperor's sister Shuang Qi Yueke into the deepest ice chalcedony in the deepest part of the ice tower.

The Roubing clan asked in confusion: "Bing King, what does this mean?"

"Deputy Lord, please immediately lead the remaining subjects to leave the Ice Tower and go to the miserable place to find another place to live."

"Ice King?"

"Tomorrow, I will go to war with Yandu. I will definitely avenge Feng Zuo and the emperor's younger brother!"

"Let your subordinates fight alongside you."

"No, I ask you to preserve the bloodline for Binglou. When Jingping comes, you can lead the people of Binglou back. If the imperial sister is still there, she will continue to lead you."

"Ice King..."

"Go."

"Farewell, my subordinates." Soon, riots broke out in Binglou, and the people who abandoned their homes and businesses looked back at a loss as the Roubing clan turned around step by step, leaving this home where they had lived for thousands of years.

Xuanming stood on the city tower and watched the people slowly walk away.

Still pity the water in his hometown, seeing off the boat for thousands of miles.

As a monarch, he cannot protect them, so he should keep them away from the flames of war. The Xuanming clan does not want to see the tragedy of Zhanyun Realm performed in Binglou again.

"The ancient mausoleum is gone, and even if I die, I will drag you to hell with me."

Dusk the next day.

The setting sun breaks the bridge outside Yandu, and the clouds in the sky are like fire.

Xuanming walked onto the broken bridge, jumped into the air, and threw out the snow element in his hand: "Frozen for thousands of miles, drink!"

Countless snowflakes fell in the form of storms, forming thick clouds of snow over Yandu.

Between heaven and earth, there is only a vast expanse.

Gradually, the black and white mountains and rivers in the city condensed into a fortress of snow, like another ice tower.

Yan was alarmed, and Xi Gong Diaoying rushed out.

"Ice King, what does this mean?"

Xuan Mingshi said coldly: "Let Gu Ling Die Yan abandon his martial arts and come out to die, otherwise Yan will not be alive in two hours."

"Bing Wang, you are so cruel, you actually threatened the Grand Master with the people of Yandu!"

"A life for a life is fair."

Xi Gong Diao Ying left helplessly.

Protect the people or yourself?

Time passed by, people outside Yandu were waiting, and people inside Yandu were also waiting.

The snow in the city is getting thicker and thicker, and the temperature is getting lower and lower. Soon, the houses and people are connected, starting from the soles of their feet, and gradually turning into icicles.

"Help me~"

"The child is frozen, what should his father do?"

"Grand Master, help me, Grand Master!"

"Grandmaster~"

The desperate cries formed a river and spread to the deepest part of the world.

Xi Gong Diao Ying waited quietly, and Gong Wuhou who returned to Yandu also waited quietly.

The people behind Leng Chuang's fame finally moved, and the Grand Master came out with Eida Kunwu Sword in his hand.

"Grandmaster?"

"I underestimated the Xuanming clan, so I called the palace to have no queen, and released the giant demon god to fight."

"Yes!"

Shizhang Ruanhong, Zhu Han put on his hat and belt for Gong Wuhou: "Sir, will the Grand Master surrender?"

"Oh, how could he?"

"Sir, be careful."

Gong Wuhou grinned silently.

From the city gate of Yandu, which had long been condensed into a wall of ice, Gu Ling Dieyan walked out. He looked calm, followed by Xigong Diaoying and Gong Wuhou.

"Xuanming clan, if you withdraw your troops now, Yandu and Binglou are still allies."

"Dream!"

Suddenly, with a roar, the giant demon god flew in like a black cloud and rushed towards the Xuanming clan.

The exquisite bones backfired, and Xuanming's body, which could not support itself, fell sharply.

At this moment, a huge demonic force shot straight into the sky, blocking the attack of the troll god, and the Ghost Desolate Hell took action.

Facing the troll god for the second time, Hell Transformation already had considerable experience. He uttered ghost words word by word and slowly pulled the troll god out of the battlefield.

The troll god's electric arc burst out, but was unable to penetrate the Hell Transformation guarding Guiyan. In shock and anger, he broke away from the control of Nishinomiya Diaoying and chased the Hell Transformation hundreds of miles away.

Seeing that the Xuanming clan was well prepared, Kunwu slowly drew out the dying smoke from the ancient mausoleum: "Kill yourself, kill yourself!"

"It was a waste of time, spent, and most of all, the time has turned into foam."

The last time he appeared on the battlefield, the bone knife faced the famous sword: "Grandmaster, your opponent is an old dog."

"What did Binglou give you? My ancient mausoleum's passing smoke can give you the same, or even better conditions."

"Then let's wait until you escape today's death."

"Insanity!"

With a cold glance, Gu Ling Dieyan judged the situation on the field. The demon world must come for Linglong Bone. If our side captures the Xuanming clan first and threatens the demon world with Linglong Bone, today's danger will be lifted.

"The palace has no queen, capture the Xuanming clan, and first relieve the danger of the ice."

"Yes, Master."

Gong Wuhou slowly walked towards the injured Xuanming clan, but saw the shadow of a knife flash in front of his eyes, and the person who appeared in front of Gong Wuhou was Huangchu Jinshe.

"At the beginning of the prehistoric period, the sky limit was opened, and all forbidden spirits were forgiven and the earth was opened. This road is blocked!"

Everyone has their own plans, no need to say more.

The Buddha bone demon sword bloomed in an instant, the Buddha's light merged with the demonic energy, and the wind and clouds rushed across the sky, overwhelming the battlefield.

Gong Wuhou wears red clothes and a red sword, dancing with light and shadow, with murderous intent.

In addition to Huangchu Forbidden Pardon, the figures of Hell Sky Xuanhuang and Fallen Angel Que appeared on the broken bridge one after another, fighting together with Xi Gong Diao Ying and other Yandu generals.

Gu Ling Dieyan's eyes were sharp: "I didn't expect that the demon world would come out in full force."

(End of this chapter)