But what's the point of thinking about this now?

If even Chang'an could not escape the current disaster, then other parts of the world...

Thinking of this, Feng Yishu couldn't help but shudder.

Will there be only one Luoyang left in the world?

...

Inside Daizong Mountain, Liulang held his breath and listened to the sound of the wind in a pine forest on the top of the mountain.

He was so cautious that the little movement around him could arouse his alertness.

After confirming that there was no one around, he finally jumped out of the needles of the pine tree and jumped to the next pine branch. However, as soon as he showed up, he felt a familiar line of gaze coming from the diagonally behind.

Liulang's dagger turned rapidly, half of his body swelled, and followed the attack from the diagonal rear.

That was Du Kuangfeng's golden whisk.

Liulang gritted his teeth and was really annoyed - this old guy had been following him all night, and it was already afternoon, and he was still lurking nearby, as if he was eyeing him.

Since it was exposed, he no longer concealed his whereabouts, but left the mountain as fast as possible, and Du Kuangfeng followed almost immediately.

Last night, he went into the mountain again to find He Kui, and first went to the bamboo house where they met last time. However, there was already empty space. Although there was no evidence, Du Kui Feng had a faint intuition in his heart. He always felt that He Kui would not die in that bloody rain so easily...

What's more, it seems that he and Xiaying are probably very close.

So Du Kuangfeng searched the mountains all night, and never expected to find He Kui, and first discovered Liu Lang who was crazy on Liufu Mountain.

"Where do you think you can go?"

Du Canfeng, who once again captured Liu Lang's journey, was more cruel than ever before. Liu Lang dared not underestimate him and tried to avoid having a direct encounter with Du Canfeng in order to prevent him from being forced into a desperate situation by his combo.

However, now it seems that even if you escape from the heavens, it may be a delusion.

He could feel that the distance between him and Du Xuanfeng was slowly shortening, and it was probably only a matter of time to be caught up.

Taking advantage of a cliff somewhere, Liulang suddenly turned around and stood on a high place, looking like he was about to confront Du Kangfeng.

"What the hell do you want?"

"Either go back with me or die here," Du Huanfeng's face turned gloomy, "You choose one."

"...Master Du Tian, ​​why do you have to fight each other like this? Even if I am a spirit-sacrificing person... Isn't what I want to do now the same as you? The monster at the foot of Liufu Mountain has not been destroyed, so you will kill me now. If Mr. Xia's plan is delayed, then everyone - there will be only a dead end!"

Du Huanfeng's murderous aura had not changed. Now he didn't believe a word of what Feng Liulang said. He stretched out two fingers to the enemy in front of him.

"Prisoned or die?" Du Huanfeng's golden whisk lit up slightly, "If you don't answer, I will think you are the next one."

Liulang gritted his teeth and remained silent. He grabbed the dagger in his hand—some battles, and before the fight started, the participants knew the outcome...

At this moment, the only freedom for a person is indeed the only way to die for himself...

He felt that every inch of his skin seemed to become tense under this pressure, and his breathing became rapid. Liulang made a response posture and silently gave Du Qiangfeng the answer.

The next moment, he saw Du Xuanfeng jumping up from the low stone rock. Du Xuanfeng's speed was too fast, and he could only see the afterimage, and he couldn't even catch up with the position of the Golden Fur, let alone resisting.

The fear of death came instantly, but Liulang understood that he would not be tortured for a long time with Du Kuangfeng's hand speed. However, at this moment, there were too many scenes in his mind, so that time seemed to be infinitely extended between breaths and breaths.

He remembered the first time he saw Mrs. Feng when he was young, and he even remembered that someone from the Feng family smiled and sighed at him, "This thin and small one is suitable, and it doesn't look like a child who is almost four years old at all."

He remembered that his parents were arguing all night in the house where the house was barely walled, and he remembered that he was put on his new clothes and was sent to Weilu Mountain. There, he saw Li and Feng Yuandao for the first time, and Feng Yishu and Feng Wan who were about to learn how to walk for the first time.

The world around him has undergone earth-shaking changes since then, but for him, except for the little tail that always sounds like a "sixth brother" behind him, other changes seem to be irrelevant.

Until the eleventh year of Tianfu, this year, Mrs. Feng took him to a pass in Daizong Mountain and told him that there were strange movements in the wild spirits here earlier, and someone found his mother's handkerchief not far from here... Although his family was missing at this moment, everything was full of danger.

He remembered his tears and those dark days.

Shortly after that, he met Xiaying.

From Xiaying's mouth, he heard the truth about the so-called "wild and supernatural movement" for the first time, but at that time he was too immature and didn't know how to do things without any leakage. Those behaviors of secretly investigating wild and supernatural movements were almost immediately discovered by Mrs. Feng. The old man solemnly warned him not to do these suspicious things.

It was Xiaying who sent all the materials recorded by Sitiantai to his hands and told him to burn them all after reading them, and not leave a piece of paper in this world.

Oh……

Everything when you think of it, it seems to happen yesterday, fresh and deeply engraved.

He felt that Du Kuangfeng's golden whisk was close at hand, but at this moment, Liulang was too lazy to raise his hand to stop him.

This life without beginning or end... When recalling it, it's like a joke.

He closed his eyes and waited for the Jin Whisk to take his life.

A wind blows by.

"I can't tell, do you mean you are the kind of person who will wait for death?"

A female voice came from nearby.

Liulang opened his eyes.

He saw the rainbow hanging upside down in front of him like a bat.

This scene made Liulang take a step back involuntarily, and Hong jumped off the tree.

"Why are you... here?" Liulang murmured at the person in front of him, and had not yet come back from the line of life and death just now, but soon, he saw Sand and Ayu standing on the edge of the cliff, looking into the distance towards the other end of the mountain.

Liulang also looked in the direction they looked into the distance, and soon saw another familiar figure in the mountains and forests-

Jiaguheng.

For a moment, Liulang's legs were soft and he almost sat on the ground.

Saved...

Saved!

In the distance, the offensive and defensive momentum reversed instantly. Du Xuanfeng also recognized this old friend and felt very regretful. If he had known this, he would not have thought of "capturing" Feng Yiwen alive today!

If he had taken his life directly from the beginning, why would he have killed Jiaguheng halfway?

Jiaguheng's eyes were full of surprises. Although he could block Du Xuanfeng's way at any time at this moment, he still followed Du Xuanfeng with his hands and feet, chasing him slowly, watching Du Xuanfeng jump up and down and dodge.

"Tianshi!!" Jia Guheng smiled so hard that he couldn't stop, "Hello!!"
Chapter completed!