Chapter 169: After the War

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date="2021-02-07"

title="Chapter 169: After the War "

weight="127409"

series = ["Tianbao Fuyao Lu"]

mode = "manual"

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Li Jinglong reunited with Ah Tai, Lu Xu, and Ashnajon. Ah Tai used hurricanes to continuously attack the surrounding enemy forces and protect several people. He shouted: "The monsters and people are all mixed together! There is no way to avoid people!"

"Fight." Li Jinglong gasped, "An Lushan has already given up."

So the four rushed through the battlefield, and under the cover of Ah Tai, they released flowing flames and swept around.

The carp demon in the sky also manipulated the Jingwei, spraying around, looking back, Liang Danhuo shouted in the night sky: "Zhao Zilong! You traitor!"

The carp demon yelled with horror, and hurriedly avoided Liang Danhuo who was chasing him.

"Don't spray here! Your own people!" When Ashnajon was beheading, he found something wrong, and hurriedly avoided the green light. The ground immediately formed a deep ditch, and even the rebels and the monsters fell into it! The force of Jingwei's reclamation moved mountains and rivers, wherever he went, it was almost unstoppable. Li Jinglong shouted again: "Fly to the opposite side!"

The carp demon swooped down and flew away. Everyone slashed and killed in the chaos. Ah Tai's blazing flames were too dazzling, causing the monsters to almost come out of their nests, leaving the Tang Army in disregard of them, and only directed at them. The craziness came, forming a dense encirclement.

Jingwei flew around the encirclement for a week, and more reinforcements from the rebels joined the battlefield. The Tang army was finally demoralized and fled everywhere.

"Can't hold it anymore." Ashnajon gasped.

"Cover them to retreat." Li Jinglong said, "Liang Danhuo is coming."

Liang Danhuo chased Jingwei, and the carp demon sprinted at the extreme speed, but found that Jingwei could not stop, and shouted: "I'm going down! You stop!"

At the same time, the black clouds burst forth in the back formation, and wherever they passed, no matter the rebels, the Tang army, or the monster beasts, they were all stranded by this devilish energy. A hoarse and low voice said: "Die!"

An Lushan emerged from the black fog, turned into a billowing magic cloud, and swept into the battlefield. There were no fingers in the surrounding area. The Tang army outside the black fog was completely terrified. They abandoned their weapons and shouted and fled in panic. Li Jinglong saw the darkness and shouted: "Withdraw!"

When the exorcists saw the demon gas group attack, they were ready, turned around and escaped from the black mist. The rebels were also terrified and evacuated hurriedly outside the demon gas group. The demon gas group covered a full mile. , Constantly spraying black fire meteors outward, even Liang Danhuo had to avoid its sharpness.

In an instant, the demon energy group struck quickly, over the camp, over the trenches, and into the woods. Thousands of trees were all withered, and the living people where they passed were suddenly corpses, and the exorcists rushed to reverse the situation!

"Why have you become so strong!" Ashnajon shouted.

Ah Tai kept fighting against the gust of wind, unable to blow away the devilish energy. Outside the forest, the 200,000 Tang Army had collapsed and the defeat was already evident. They rushed to flee, trampled on each other, and trampled soldiers along the way.

After the Tang Army was defeated, the billowing magic cloud still hadn't let it go, and shouted in a low voice: "Li Jinglong——"

"His goal is me." Li Jinglong gasped.

The battle at the Daming Palace almost wiped out An Lushan; the power of Mingtang's veins almost burned the monster to ashes. Li Jinglong knew that An Lushan could not let him go. Except for Yang Guozhong, perhaps his only thorny eye is himself.

In the plains outside Shan County, in the middle of the night, the 200,000 Tang army fled hurriedly, and the black clouds were chasing after it.

"I can take someone to run first." Lu Xu said, "Quick! Who will lift off with me!"

Li Jinglong slowed down and said: "If you don't stop it, the whole Tongguan will be completely finished! You all go, go!"

As he said, he turned around, drew the wisdom sword behind him, and faced the dark clouds that were close at hand.

"Long history!" everyone shouted.

"What's the use?!" Ah Tai roared.

Ashnajon shouted: "You can't beat it!"

"It's only a gamble." Li Jinglong gasped, "I hope your speculation is correct. A miracle will happen... In this life, my luck has never been better, so I have to bet on my bad luck over the past 20 years. win……"

Lu Xuwanwan didn't expect that his few words of comfort that cheered Li Jinglong would become his last straw.

"Go!" Li Jinglong shouted angrily, "Get out of here! I'll give you the queen!"

"No!"

Lu Xu was about to rush towards Li Jinglong, but the black cloud had covered them, and everyone lost their way in an instant, all the light disappeared, and replaced by a bitter cold and despair.

"Go!" Ashnajon shouted in the dark, Lu Xu was grabbed by his wrist and was forcibly dragged out.

Li Jinglong stood in the endless darkness, holding a dim wisdom sword, facing the surging black clouds.

The purple-black light lit up at the end of the darkness, it was floating in the air, a black figure, surrounded by black fire, making the sound of An Lushan.

"Li Jinglong." An Lushan said in a compassionate voice, "I have always wanted to return this thing to you."

Talking about the humanoid monster gathered by the black fire throwing something, falling on the ground, rolling, rolling to Li Jinglong's feet.

Li Jinglong bowed and picked it up.

It was an alloy finger, which was what Hongjun did for him in Luo Yang. However, too many things happened in it. Li Jinglong didn't even look at it, but simply took it. Afterwards, everyone even made this finger into a fake magic weapon, exchanged the ring of the gods and fire before the First World War in the Daming Palace, and was taken back by An Lushan to wear it on his hand.

Li Jinglong was holding the finger in his left hand, crossing the wisdom sword with his right hand, blocking him, and raising his head to face the darkness.

"Do you still hold the illusion of saving the world?!" An Lushan's voice frantically laughed.

Li Jinglong looked at the figure and replied, "Not anymore, now I just want to...save someone."

At dawn, the sun shone on the mountains and Hongjun woke up and yawned.

The climate in early spring was still cold, and the period after leaving Shiwei was the most comfortable period Hongjun had had since the Battle of Dunhuang. Every night, he no longer had nightmares, and there would be no feeling of heavy pressure on his heart.

He seemed to be one with this mountain and forest, wrapped in the thick fur that Morigen brought out, curled up by the fire at night, and lay on Chang Lang's back during the day, dozing off, half asleep.

"I had a dream last night." Hongjun rolled up his fur coat and came to the stream.

Chang Lang leaned in front of the stream, licking the water with his tongue out, and asked, "What dream?"

"I dreamed that I was flying in the air at night." Hongjun said, "It's all dark all around..."

He squatted down, washed his face with cold stream water, looked at his unkempt reflection in the water, threw his hands down, and said, "Jinglong is holding the wisdom sword, lying in front of him, and holding something in his left hand. Just looking at me like this, he said, "Hongjun...I can't do it anymore, I failed.""

Chang Lang turned his head and glanced at Hongjun.

Hongjun pondered for a while, then thought about it, and said, "Why is his heart lamp gone like this?"

Chang Lang replied casually, "Because he can't look away."

Hongjun stared at Chang Lang blankly. Chang Lang walked towards him and lay down on the grass. Hongjun turned over and rode up. Chang Lang leaped over the stream and ran toward the south.

"I think he looks quite open." Hongjun said, "Look at him, he can not even have his own life, and burn his soul to solve An Lushan."

"Sacrifice yourself." Chang Lang replied in a low voice while running, "It's not just looking away."

"But life is alive." Hongjun replied, "How many people can really look away? When facing the dream tapir, don't you also..."

"This is the key point." Chang Lang ran to the fork in the road and replied, "I ran along the official road, and I was seen when I was seen, in a hurry."

Hongjun answered, and he could reach Tongguan in a few days. It took too long to leave everyone this time.

"Why do you say that?" Hongjun asked again.

Early spring arrived, but the fields in the north were no longer cultivated, barren and overgrown with weeds.

"He always gives me a feeling: He doesn't believe anyone, he only believes in himself." Chang Lang ran across the official road and sniffed the smell of blood in the air.

Hongjun said: "How is it possible? Which time is not everyone together..."

Chang Lang replied: "That's right. Every time, everyone worked together to defeat a strong enemy. But you think about it, in order to protect everyone and protect you, even at the expense of your own life. No matter how hard you are facing In such a situation, he is unwilling to let his comrades take risks. This is certainly protection, but it is also a kind of indecision."

Hongjun: "It's just his character."

"The three words he most often said are'trust me'." Chang Lang said in a daze, "'trust me, we will win', all the difficulties fell on his shoulders, and he didn't even want anyone to help him. bear."

Hongjun pondered for a moment, and Chang Lang said again, "Sometimes I always wonder, is the Exorcist really sharing life and death? Maybe this is what Fudo King wants to tell him. The demon rope is handed over to you, and the eclipse bow is given to you. I, you say, what is implied here?"

Hongjun: "..."

"In other words..." Hongjun murmured, "Maybe, the next artifact will be in Ah Tai or Yongsi, or..."

"The bound demon rope is under the Zhenlong Tower, and the moon eclipse is in the lonely peak." Chang Lang muttered, "It shouldn't be accidental."

A few days later, Chang Lang was carrying Hongjun and stationed on a hill in the northwest of Shan County, looking out over the plains. After they entered the Central Plains, Chang Lang proposed to bypass Tongguan, pass through Shan County, and explore the situation in the An Lushan camp by the way. However, what they saw was barren.

All the troops were withdrawn.

Hongjun was surprised: "Retired?"

"Don't be too happy." Morigen and Hongjun walked through the camp abandoned by the rebels and came to the trench. This was obviously a battlefield. There was a lot of blood in the trench and tens of thousands of Tang Army armors were discarded.

Hongjun picked up a halberd, danced a few times, and said, "What's the matter?"

The plain is full of criss-cross ravines, and it seems that someone has used a huge plow to turn the whole land around.

The trees in the forest were all withered, and a few miles around, it was scorched black.

"Be prepared." Morigen pounced forward and turned into Chang Lang.

Hongjun didn't understand yet. Looking at the sword stuck on the ground, he turned on Chang Lang's back. Chang Lang hurried to Tongguan. As the destination got closer, the ominous premonition in Hongjun's heart became stronger and stronger. . They didn't talk, and when they ran across a clearing, Chang Lang paused briefly.

Hongjun always feels very familiar here, but he can't tell where he has seen it. This is just an ordinary open space outside Tongguan. Immediately afterwards, Chang Lang set off again, rushing to Tongguan almost at the fastest speed. The mountains on both sides of Tongguan seemed to have been burned once, the door was closed and the wall was full of blackened traces.

"No...no." Hongjun only felt a tingling from his back to his scalp, and his voice trembled with grief.

The guards were no longer there, and they rushed into Tongguan. The houses in Tongxian County were completely destroyed, and the schoolyard in Guannei was full of discarded armor.

"Why are there so many armors?!" Chang Lang said in disbelief.

There is a saying called "throwing the helmet and abandoning the armor". When the two armies are at war, if one party is defeated, they will throw down the armor and flee. Throw away the inner armor and leather lining together.

Chang Lang lowered his head to sniff the armor everywhere, but Hongjun got off his back and walked towards the end of the school in Tong County. Chang Lang turned his head and said, "Don't go far, you have to find their whereabouts right away!"

Hongjun walked towards the center of the schoolyard and saw two headless corpses across the field. These were the only two corpses they saw along the way. A figure crouched, leaning slantingly under the school field, the blood on the broken neck had dried up and appeared purple-black. There is a cane on the side of the schoolyard.

The other, wearing armor, was tall, and kept kneeling, but it did not fall for a long time after being beheaded.

Chang Lang followed and said solemnly: "Hongjun."

Shaking, Hongjun picked up the crutch. He had seen it more than once. It was in Feng Chang Qing's hand and was waved high when he scolded Li Jinglong.

Morigen and Hongjun fell into a long silence. Hongjun walked up to the corpse and looked down into the wooden trough. There were two human heads inside, the heads of Feng Changqing and Gao Xianzhi, both full of anger.

Hongjun: "..."

Morigen turned his head and looked into the distance.

"Someone beheaded them." Morigen said, "they were not even collected."

Hongjun said, "It's just been breached? How could it be?"

Morigen whispered: "It doesn't look like a rebel."

Hongjun looked at Morigen suddenly, and Morigen said: "With the temperament of the rebels, if they cannot be persuaded to surrender, they will be left with their entire corpses or hung on Tongguan. Or they will be enchanted for An Lushan to drive."

Obviously as soon as the execution was over, the rebels broke through Tongguan. Poor Feng Changqing and Gao Xianzhi, the first wise, just fell under Tongguan.

Hongjun said: "They have to be buried."

Morigen said: "It's too late, Hongjun, the lives of others are still unknown."

Hongjun looked at Morigen, with sorrow and intolerance between his eyebrows. Morigen finally gave way: "Fine."

Hongjun found the straw mat, picked up the heads of the two of them, and placed them on their necks, holding the heads of Feng Changqing and Gao Xianzhi, smoothing their eyes that were not staring at them, and Chang Lang plowed the soil away and removed the grass. Xi put it in, and the two men worked together to fill in.

The sky was dark. After finishing this, Hongjun leaned in front of Tongguan and said, "Where did they go?"

Chang Lang said, "It will be fine. All of them have high abilities and walk along the direction of the rebels. Maybe they can be found."

"Who?" When someone found them, Hongjun was shocked, Chang Lang shouted: "Come on!"

The patrolling rebels came and shouted. Chang Lang jumped over the ruins and galloped around. Chang Lang let out a roar. The horses fled in chaos and threw the rebel soldiers off.

"Go!" Hongjun said.

Chang Lang suppressed the urge to bite the enemy, turned his head and rushed to the west, leaving Tongguan.