Seeing Luo Fengtang rushing out desperately, Tuoba Xian was anxious and panicked. After chasing for two steps, suddenly her vision went dark and she almost collapsed.

Xiaoyu and Xiuzhu came from the side to help her in time.

"Brother that day, hurry up and go to Uncle Bai in the military camp!"

Xiaoyu said loudly to Risong, "Uncle Bai is a kitchen guard in the military camp. I heard from Qing'er that he has good kung fu."

"He is Tang Yazi's master, and he has made Qing'er his goddaughter."

"Go find him quickly!"

That day Song rushed out of the house like a gust of wind and went to the military camp to find Bai Laowu.

At home, Xiuzhu and Xiaoyu helped Tuoba Xian into the house and patiently comforted her.

Tuoba Xian had never been so anxious as she was at this moment. Her entire face turned pale, and what she couldn't forget was Luo Fengtang's situation.

Having no choice, Xiaoyu had to privately ask Dr. Zhao for some medicine that could help her sleep, and asked Tuoba Xian to drink it to force her to fall asleep.

"I hope the Bodhisattva will bless them and bless them with the blessings of God!" Xiuzhu hugged Baby Luo and walked around the room with a sad face.

Xiao Yu covered Tuoba Xian with the quilt beside the bed and sighed softly after hearing this.

"It's really not easy for Qing'er and Tangyazi. How long have these good days passed?"

"In my opinion, they have never had a smooth life. God, I miss them the most." Xiao Yu said.

Xiuzhu nodded: "How do you say this? It's bitter first and then sweet! I hope they can survive this disaster and everything will be fine!"

…

The setting sun was like blood, dyeing the western sky red.

On the endless road, one person and one rider are like black lightning, raising dust all over the sky.

The black horse king is majestic and exudes a domineering spirit that makes all war horses tremble.

The man on horseback, although tall and mighty, has a cold appearance.

However, the condition is extremely bad.

A face as pale as white paper, without even a trace of blood.

Lying on the horse's back, he held the reins firmly with one hand and hugged the horse's neck with the other, trying his best to stabilize his body and prevent himself from falling off the horse.

The wind roared, lifting his black hair and dancing wildly in the wind.

On his stern face, the veins on his forehead protruded one by one, like writhing earthworms.

He closed his eyes in pain and pressed his lips into a straight line.

Suddenly there was a bump, and Mengdi opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of black blood.

His eyes also opened slightly.

All the blood in his body poured into those eyes.

The blood-colored pupils were like two clusters of burning fire. It seemed as if it was going to burn itself, and it also seemed that it was going to burn the world.

"Qing'er..."

"Qing'er..."

The clear color in his eyes was burned away bit by bit.

Consciousness is also getting scattered a little bit.

In my mind, everything I have experienced in the past twenty-one years is like falling leaves, floating away one by one.

More and more places are being vacated in my mind.

The fat girl in his memory, with her two pigtails swinging around, holding a meat bun and chewing it, stubbornly appeared in his mind.

No matter how bright the fire burns, it will never burn this area.

"Qing'er..."

"wait for me……"

"wait for me……"

He murmured and groaned in pain.

The horse king underneath him seemed to feel the heat of his master on horseback, as if he was carrying a burning fire.

The horse king couldn't bear it anymore. After letting out a painful neigh, he suddenly raised his front hooves and jumped out like a sharp sword.

With this leap, the man on horseback was suddenly thrown away from the horse, drawing a graceful arc in mid-air.

Finally, it landed heavily on the ground ten meters away, rolled several times, and finally stopped after hitting a big rock.

"Wow!"

He clutched his chest, curled up, and spit out several mouthfuls of black blood.

Sprinkling on the golden grass is shocking!

After several more violent coughs and coughing up blood, Luo Fengtang fell straight to the ground.

Breathing heavily, eyes closed tightly.

The horse king is very spiritual. With one turn, he rushed back to Luo Fengtang like a gust of wind.

First, he lowered his head, gently touched Luo Fengtang's body with his mouth and nose, and then stretched out his tongue to lick his hand.

Luo Fengtang opened his eyes again, and a streak of blood shot straight into the sky from his eyes.

Suddenly, he roared violently, slammed his hand on the ground, and his body rose into the air like a cannonball.

The horse king seemed to be inspired and ran wildly in his direction.

The figure fell down in mid-air and landed firmly on Ma Wang's back.

He grabbed the reins with one hand and clamped the horse's belly with his legs.

"drive!"

A powerful voice escaped from his stern lips, and he drove the horse king to gallop away like a fashion chasing the moon!

As if he felt the changes in the owner on the horse, the blood in the horse's body seemed to boil.

It hissed loudly, lifted up its front hooves and rushed out.

The reason why this area is called Nanqiu is because this area is full of hills.

The hills are connected one after another. Although they are far less majestic and majestic than Mianniu Mountain, these hills have their own characteristics.

Just like the hilltop called Wuling Mountain where Yang Ruoqing and the others are currently trapped, its characteristic is that it is easy to defend but difficult to attack.

At this time, Yang Ruoqing had distributed the soaked cloth strips to the soldiers, and everyone covered their mouths and noses with them.

Whether it is poisonous smoke or thick smoke emitted by burning trees, it can be filtered.

At this time, at the foot of the mountain, the Black Lotus Army has not yet retreated.

"Holy girl, look at the intensity of this fire. If it burns all the way up in this formation, and adds poisonous smoke, in two hours, even if the people on the mountain are not burned to death, they will be poisoned and smoked to death. Haha

Ha ha……"

The older man stood aside, facing him on a big rock. A little girl in a white dress bowed her waist and reported this.

"My Lady Saint, your plan is still profound. This method of preventing fire from burning the mountain is really ingenious!"

"By then, we will capture Prince Nan and his party without spending a single soldier!" the older man said.

The corners of the saint's lips curved with a hint of confidence, which was a kind of confidence that she was sure to win.

"Elder, pass on the order, the grass must be passed through the fire, the stone must be passed through the knife, and the people must be rekindled," she said.

A voice like the sounds of nature sounded from the corner of her mouth, and the words she spoke sent chills down people's spines.

"Yes, my subordinates will do it now!"

The elder bowed and was about to leave. At this moment, he suddenly raised his head and looked somewhere behind him, and the astonishment in his eyes deepened little by little.

"What's wrong?"

The saint noticed that the elder was acting strangely and couldn't help but look over there.
Chapter completed!