Gu Mang skimmed over the eaves and beams of the rooftops, breathing fast.
The night wind was blowing his black robe. Under the gold mask, his face had not the proud and flying look of the day before, but was distorted by pain.
His mind was aching and his memory was jumbled.
He knew very clearly that the demonic energy was becoming more and more oppressive in his body, and he did not know how long he could hold on. At least… He had to send the captured blood demon beast to Chonghua's barracks.
He could keenly sense that the elite guards of the Guoshi and the black devil solders were approaching him. At this speed, he couldn't reach the place where Mo Xi was battling. His only choice was to escape to the gate of the city.
"Gu Mang, why do you still have to be stubborn! Chonghua has given you the title of altar beast. Are you going to be a dog for them all your life?"
Before the Guoshi arrived, his voice had been whispered into the secret and tapered into Gu Mang's ear.
Gu Mang, with more and more confused consciousness, gritted his teeth and retorted. "I fight for myself, and I will be your uncle's running dog!"
After that, he accelerated the pace of his lightness skill and rushed to the city gate, where the two armies were fighting fiercely and splashing fire everywhere. The wind was blowing in his ear, and the gate of the city was getting closer and closer. But at this time, Liaoguo's Guoshi, who was supported by his snow magic, rushed up. His wide robe was like a floating paper kite.
"Piaoxue is Li Chun's first lightness skill." The Guoshi sneered at Gu Mang from a distance behind him. "Gu Mang, do you think you can escape from the world?"
Gu Mang's forehead was already dripping with cold sweat. Suddenly, his eyes caught a glimpse of dozens of detonating talismans in the inner city. Almost without thinking, he ran towards the direction of the talisman papers.
The smile of the old god in the corner of the Guoshi's lips did not disappear, so Gu Mang landed steadily in the city and did not run away.
Gu Mang turned around, half facing him. "Hey, who do we want to be more crazy than?"
The Guoshi suddenly responded, "Gu Mang - you!"
In the strong wind, Gu Mang sneered, raised his hand, and pointed to the wall.
Fire from his fingertips, hit the wall in a moment and triggered a powerful explosion! The Guoshi cursed and was forced to go back, but seeing the fire, he set off a lot of heat waves. Gu Mang tightened his body at the moment when the fire paper detonated, and swept back - boom!! The continuous explosion almost shook the sky and the earth, and the bricks and stones rolled, and the wind and waves bullied the sky, quickly separating him from the traitors of Liaoguo.
This move was too dangerous. However, Gu Mang was absorbed in it and retreated quickly, or he was thrown off the roof by the air current. He did not care about the pain. While the Guoshi had not yet come, he climbed up from the ground, dragging his wounded body forward to continued to run.
The magic light spell in his eyes was more and more bright, and the fighting sound of the two armies was close to his ears. In the end, he leaped up and broke through the Liaoguo garrison, which had no response, and broke into the Chonghua array!
At the gate of the city, there was already blood floating around. The fire of war burned half of the sky into daylight. In the billowing smoke of gunpowder, the practitioners of Chonghua and Liao Jun fought and fought with each other. The collision of skills, the roar of spirit beasts, people who killed with red eyes, and blood splashing were everywhere.
Gu Mang took a breath. He didn't feel a moment of relaxation because he escaped here. His vision had become more and more heavy. It seemed that he would be swallowed by the black devil's breath and lose consciousness at any time. He opened his eyes anxiously to look for the commander's flag in the scuffle——
Found it.
But at this time, a chill rose behind him, and he felt that the angry Guoshi of Liaoguo had broken through the fire and was approaching. He could not help shouting,
"Murong Lian!!!"
Murong Lian, the commander in charge of the attack of the city gate, straddled on the golden thoroughbred. He seemed indifferent to the war situation. He looked on the wall with the guard made by the Royal Guard cultivators. He didn't even mean to fight in person. He even bit his pipe and sipped his life like a dream squinting.
When he heard such a cry, Murong Lian was shocked. He coughed a few times and looked down at the confused army.
At this glance, he could see that from Liaoguo's side, dressed in white and gold, a close servant of Xihe Jun was approaching, just like a ghost in the dark. And just then, it was the little bodyguard who was in a mess running and asking for help.
"... What's the situation?"
"Take this spatial bag!" The valet shouted and rushed to him through the flames of war. His eyes were both anxious and urgent. "Take it to Mo Xi!"
"Don't even think about it!" The Guoshi fell to the ground in the wind. He made a quick move and caught Gu Mang's shoulder.
Gu Mang slammed him away, and they split up more than ten moves in an instant. Although the Guoshi was not energetic enough, Gu Mang's injury was more serious, and he immediately fell down. But between the battles, the closer they fought to Murong Lian's border. Gu Mang turned his head and threw the bag with blood devil's soul to the border, then shouted, "Go!"
Murong Lian was a very cautious man. He was afraid of fraud. Instead of picking up the brocade bag immediately, he stared at Gu Mang and asked, "What you did was the black magic of Liaoguo."
"I..."
Murong Lian narrowed his eyes. "How can I believe that you are not the false fraud of Liao Jun?"
Gu Mang suddenly felt speechless.
He could only use the Liaoguo national skill. His spiritual core is damaged, and the spiritual incantations of Chonghua couldn't be used. How could he prove himself at this moment?
One side of the grid blocked the attack of the Guoshi, while the other anxiously thinking, blue eyes disorderly rotating. The Guoshi clapped his hand and put it close to his ear and said with a light smile, "What did I say? As long as you are full of the power of black devils, Kyushu has no place for you except Liaoguo."
After that, we will take the ghost. Gu Mang quickly backed up and rolled over to protect the spatial bag in front of his chest. However, although he took the brocade bag, he couldn't escape the attack of the Guoshi. At the moment when he got up to avoid the flash, a flower suddenly appeared in front of him, and then the spell of the Guoshi hits his waist.
Gu Mang suddenly choked a mouthful of blood and fell on his knees in the border of blue light. He raised his head and looked at Murong Lian, whose eyes were drifting.
He could not say that he was Gu Mang. Once he said that, the soldiers around him would be furious. But he couldn't explain why he only used the black magic spell of Liaoguo.
His bloody lips trembled and opened and closed, and his fingers pasted the light of the border.
Murong Lian's eyes narrowed. He could not see what kind of face was underneath the mask. Even for the reason of the mask spell, Gu Mang's eyes were the most normal, not the blue eyes that would expose his identity. Murong Lian still couldn't tell if there was any deceit in it for a while, but he felt vaguely that this man's eyes were very familiar.
When he was trembling in his heart, he heard the man whisper, "I went to your house that day because I missed her so much."
"... What? "
The valet spat out two words which were enough to prove Murong Lian's identity: "Aunt Ni..."
It was like Murong Lian was killed by thunder!
——Gu Mang?!!
At this time, the second attack of the Guoshi cut off!
Blood splashed!!
Only in the lightning and firestone, Murong Lian's array suddenly opened, but he did not have time to drag Gu Mang into the array. As soon as Gu Mang threw the spatial bag into the border, his back was hit by the Guoshi. If not for the Guoshi's fear that the flow of spirit would suddenly affect the demon beast spirits, he would have been able to achieve his goal. He was afraid that Gu Mang was now dead.
Murong Lian's face was white, and he saw Gu Mang choking a mouthful of blood, but he still waved to fill up the border light array.
"To Xihe Jun..." "You..."
"You don't know his technique, you won't be his opponent," Gu Mang gasped. "Go!"
"..."
"What are you doing? Do you hate me for this?!"
The light and shadow in Murong Lian's eyes were extremely complex. He bit his lower lip and ordered people to present the spatial bag that had fallen on the ground and held it tightly in his hand. The spatial bag had already been dyed bright red by the blood. There was the energy of an unspeakable evil spirit in it. Murong Lian's heart was pounding. For a moment, he didn't know what it was
like.
Gu Mang shouted angrily, "Go away! I can't stop it!"
He don't know about the situation, let alone the mystery that the close attendant wearing the gold mask played with Wangshu Jun. However, Murong Lian's face was complicated. Finally, he put the brocade bag in his arms, and then ordered the top Chonghua imperial guard practitioner around and said, "Withdraw the north gate and receive Xihe Jun!"
"Yes!"
The Guoshi's eyes were sharp and fierce, and Liaoguo's senior practitioners wanted to stop him immediately.
But unexpectedly, Gu Mang wiped the blood on the corner of his lips, and marked a curse on his chest…
"No!" At the same time, a strong black devil spirit that engulfed the sky was like a raging wave. It burst out continuously from Gu Mang's body!
Gu Mang's eyes flashed with the cold light of wolf-like blue, and behind them rose the demon flame of the lone wolf.
This move was obviously out of the expectation of the Guoshi, because once used, Gu Mang was doomed to be swallowed by the black devil, and could only last for a short time.
As soon as the bloody lips opened and closed, Gu Mang stopped Murong Lian from going on his way, raised his eyes and knocked down four words:
"Gu Lang. Jie Yin!"11
Suddenly, there was a strong wind and the clouds converged. It seemed that hundreds of millions of wolves were howling from the outskirts. Then the sand and stones rolled up, and the mat rolled around his body.
In the eyes of the Guoshi, there was a flash of light. His teeth clenched. "Ok. Very good. Did you melt this spell?"
"Gu Mang, I look down on you. You really are… The afterlife is to be feared!"
"But you have to think about it clearly. After this move, no matter the demonic path or the valuing arts of Chonghua, I'm afraid that you can't use them anymore. And you can only keep it for one incense at most… What are you going to do after that?"
Gu Mang raised his chin slightly, and there was some fierce anger and unruly arrogance between his eyebrows and eyes.
"You shouldn't care what I do after that. You should take care of it before I beat you."
The Guoshi sneered, "I'm full of my will."
"I'll be happy."
After all, the body of the burning demon wolf spirit leaped into the air, like an arrow from the string, straight towards the Guoshi on the ground!!
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The author has something to say: basin friends! Tomorrow, wo will begin to have a more interesting post-war experience! Then erha and the rest of the pollution are temporarily replaced by the next day's shift. The reason lies in the following explanation
I promised the readers of Er Goudi that I would write the ten day talk of Honglian water pavilion after the end of the residual pollution. But recently, I was really too strict in the examination, and I didn't dare to send ten cars, so I simply chose to send a post-war sweet cake funny bird on June 22, the end of the two-year Harbin document last year.
So I started to save the manuscript after having this idea, began to float, started to fly, thought that I could make daily changes on both sides together, anyway, fanwai would not be very long, tired and able to pass, but I might overestimate my physical strength, and rolled into the hospital bird QAQ some time ago. But when I think about what I need to do, I still need to do it. At last, I plan to drive on time, but I collide with the time of residual pollution too much, and then I am warned by the doctor to pay attention to rest. So I want to ask for a little holiday, either to stop watch, or during the period of the second half of a year, both sides are changing every other day, one day is changing, one day is changing, so everyone It can also be updated every day
Another reason is that as I said before, Yu Wu was originally a police officer wearing books and articles. The day before the change, he was temporarily informed by the editor that the subject matter touched the line. Before the change, he lost a lot of saved manuscripts (I will send them to you as colored eggs at that time). Therefore, Yu Wu was temporarily changed. He had made enough preparations to soak in soup, which led to the fact that he kept manuscripts all the time I have been in a hurry, and I can't have the leisure to get to the most satisfactory state before I write. Now I've hit the second to last story book, but the card is very powerful. Seeing that the manuscript is burning, it's not polished, the new copy is still stuck, sometimes I have to work overtime without touching the keyboard at all, so I'm very manic when the plans are disrupted. So I think it's better to take a breath every other day to save the manuscript more, rather than rush the manuscript manically. Hope you guys My friends can forgive me! However, I will try my best to finish the saved manuscript on either side in advance, so that the residual pollution will immediately return to normal daily work. Otherwise, both sides will burn their manuscripts together, organize them together as tickets for talking overlord, and work together. I'm really afraid that I can't bear the bird's QAQ!
Love you! In order to get back to normal quickly, I'll roll to the coder! Oh! During the second half of the year, I spent one day of pollution and another day of pollution. If I met a Saturday with more pollution, it would also be more. The next day is more frequent. I don't rest on Saturday, but tomorrow Saturday is more pollution. The day after tomorrow is more pollution!