Chapter 679 River
“What are you going to do?”
Outside the small bamboo house, Hua Xiaolan, who finally arrived at the front line, widened her eyes: “Go deep into the sinkhole?”
Fu Qingzhou scratched his head: "Ang."
"Ha." Hua Xiaolan crossed her arms and sneered: "If you want to die, you can find other ways. There is no need to go around like this."
Fu Qingzhou smiled: "You seem to be very dissatisfied with me...because I didn't kill Rong Yu?"
"...It has nothing to do with you."
Hua Xiaolan looked slightly gloomy. , turned his face and looked at the northern sky: "I'm just in a bad mood lately."
Fu Qingzhou suddenly realized: "It turns out that I miss my lover."
"I killed him. You!" Hua Xiaolan turned around and glared at him.
"Okay, let's go to Luoyi together. You will be able to see Brother Hua soon." Fu Qingzhou smiled and said: "But for now, let's focus on dealing with the evil spirits."
"...It's not feasible to go deep into the tiankeng." Hua Xiaolan pursed her lips and said softly: "Elder Ma is dead, and there is no more Heaven-Devouring Demonic Body - Rongyu has not entered the cave, and his realm is far from enough to bring people with him. "
"So I said, don't refuse in a hurry." Fu Qingzhou smiled and said: "I have sorted out the confession just now, you can read it carefully first."
After that, he handed over Rong Yu's signed and pledged confession.
Yes, he made a special confession.
This is not a waste of time but necessary preparation.
What if... what if, the demons really cannot be stopped and let them rush into the Central Plains, then the court will definitely anger the Miao people.
Perhaps not when demon disasters are prevalent, but as long as the country returns to peace, it will definitely happen.
Even if he could convince Emperor Zhao Yuan, the imperial court was not a man of his word. Such a big matter could not be dealt with in one fell swoop.
The purpose of leaving a confession is to let Rong Yu bear the blame firmly and firmly if something goes wrong in the future, and at the same time, he will unceremoniously drag Huijue, the Lord and the others into the blame.
In this way, even if the court is dissatisfied with the Miao people, there will be no direct excuse.
“You can’t take the blame that shouldn’t be yours.”
Fu Qingzhou smiled at Hua Xiaolan and said, “How about it, have you finished reading it?”
“Yes. Hua Xiaolan's expression was still gloomy: "You want to start with Yinquan water?"
"Not bad"
Fu Qingzhou nodded and said: "What do you think?"
"The corpse poison in Yinquan water is not a big problem and can be solved." Hua Xiaolan frowned and said: "If we can follow the trace from Yinquan water to the sky The deepest part of the pit can avoid the endless evil spirits in the sinkhole... But what can we do there?"
She asked the most important question: "Even if we get there? What about the deepest part of the sinkhole?”
“I don’t know.”
Fu Qingzhou said frankly: “But it will take a lot of time to repair the formation, right?”
Hua Xiaolan's eyebrows jumped slightly.
She looked to the other side of the camp.
Many young disciples of Wandu Mountain have gathered there. They are busy, holding boxes one by one, not knowing where they are going.
"Now, only Elder Yu is left in the mountain."
Hua Xiaolan's tone was a little bleak: "If the formation was shaken and damaged in the past, several elders, plus the front line The senior brothers and sisters can repair it within half a day...but now, it will take at least five days.”
"Five days."
Fu Qingzhou said lightly: "With the current level of craziness of the monster, do you think Wandu Mountain can last for five days?"
"..." Hua Xiaolan His face darkened, and after taking a breath, he asked: "If we fail..."
"Hey, Hua Xiaolan."
Fu Qingzhou grinned: "You are so hesitant. ”
Hua Xiaolan was startled at first, and then she laughed freely: "That's right, isn't it just death? If you really can't do it, everyone will be finished anyway, so there is no need to compete for priority."
Her eyes brightened He stood up and said: "It is better to have a plan than no plan, then do it!"
"That's it."
Fu Qingzhou nodded with satisfaction: "Also, call the Spirit Mirror Sect "Headmaster Lin?" Hua Xiaolan understood immediately: "You want to use his water-bending skills?"
"Yes."
Fu Qingzhou said seriously: "Since the Yinquan water is related to evil spirits, maybe manipulating the Yinquan water can have an effect on them to some extent... Treating a dead horse as a live horse doctor, try Try it."
......
"No!" A tall, strong man stood in front of Fu Qingzhou and Hua Xiaolan like an iron tower, his face as black as a piece of coal: "Headmaster Lin is now one of the strongest combat forces on the front line and must never leave!"
"Uncle Lian..." Hua Xiaolan bit her lips and made a pitiful look: "Just pass a message for us, just a message..."
"Stop doing this!"
The Uncle Lian did not show any mercy in his tone: "Senior Brother Hua appointed me as the general of the Miao Army in Southern Xinjiang back then, so I alone have the final say in matters here!"
Fu Qingzhou sighed helplessly.
Hua Xiaolan had told him about this person on the way, Lian Shanyao, a strong man in the ninth level of Wuqiao, a general of the Miao Army on the southern frontline, and the person in charge of the entire frontline.
Personality... She described it. After listening to it, a name immediately came to Fu Qingzhou's mind.
Li Yunlong.
This kind of person, even if he is the special envoy of Mingjiang Pavilion, it is useless to use power to suppress him.
"General Lian, right?"
Fu Qingzhou took a step forward and said calmly: "I'm Fu Qingzhou."
"I know you." Lian Shanyao looked over calmly: "I also know who you are - useless!"
"General Lian is worrying too much."
Fu Qingzhou Smiling at him: "I just want to ask, Elder Rong, who recommended him to be an elder?"
Lian Shanyao's face, which was originally as black as coal, instantly turned black again. Several degrees.
Hua Xiaolan almost didn’t laugh out loud.
Fu Qingzhou blinked... Rongyu came from the frontline Miao army. His cultivation at the ninth level of Lingqiao proved that he was definitely one of the best in the Miao army, most likely just below Lian Shanyao.
And Lian Shanyao said that among the Miao army, he was the only one who had the final say.
So a guy who is most likely the number two figure in the army is going to leave the Miao Army and return to Wandu Mountain to become an elder. Who can recommend him?
“Cough, cough, cough, cough...”
As he asked, Lian Shanyao suddenly started to cough, and the more he coughed, the worse he coughed. He waved his hands repeatedly, walked aside, and then As we walked farther and farther, it seemed that we had forgotten that Fu Qingzhou and Hua Xiaolan were there.
"In terms of treachery, you are the one with the most tricks." Hua Xiaolan smiled at Fu Qingzhou.
Fu Qingzhou raised his eyebrows: "Okay, hurry up, we don't have time to take it slow."
Further forward, there is a war zone.
Of course, the two of them did not go to the areas where the fighting was most intense. The places they visited were mainly places where the wounded and dead were temporarily placed.
The two shuttled between the temporary tents, each step with a heavy heart, and the air was filled with the complex smell of herbs and blood.
Fu Qingzhou's eyes passed over the rows of busy figures. The Miao witch doctors in colorful costumes were using various strange methods to try to remove the poisonous poisons and witchcraft from the injured - they chanted complex Spells, waving herbs and poisonous insects in their hands, fighting for every life with death.
On the surrounding ground, you can even see the messy corpses of monsters.
Individual monsters lurked here and were killed again. Their bodies were scattered randomly, but they also showed their madness and the cruelty of the front line.
Not far away, there is a more crowded tent area, where a large number of soldiers who are suffering from poisoning have gathered. The witch doctors of Wandu Mountain are almost overwhelmed. When the two of them passed by, they almost He watched helplessly as the moans of a Miao warrior became weaker and weaker until they disappeared.
“Alas...”
Fu Qingzhou sighed deeply.
But when he looked at Hua Xiaolan, he was surprised to find that there was no trace of sadness or heaviness on her face.
She seemed to have guessed what Fu Qingzhou was thinking, and said softly: "I have seen this kind of scene since I was a child. Today is just more serious than usual - sighs and sadness have no effect on changing everything. That’s the most important thing.”
Fu Qingzhou’s pupils narrowed slightly and he said nothing.
Soon, they found Lin Wangshu’s location.
This leader Lin seemed to have just fought a big battle. He was covered in blood and no one knew who it belonged to. He was sweating profusely and panting. He sat on a big rock and stared at someone seriously. In the distant battle situation, where is there any trace of a gentleman?
After saying goodbye at Lingjingmen and seeing each other again, Hua Xiaolan didn’t feel any stranger, so she went up and said hello.
Fu Qingzhou slowly stepped forward...
The situation was urgent now, so he was not in a hurry to ask Qiluo Palace about borrowing the piano.
If the evil spirits are not resolved, they may not be able to live long enough to go to Qiluo Palace.
Soon, the two of them explained the whole story.
"Yinquan? Deep in the sinkhole?"
After hearing Fu Qingzhou and Hua Xiaolan explain their intention, Lin Wangshu's pupils shrank, thoughtfully, and murmured: " Styx?”
(End of this chapter)