Tianbao Fuyao Lu

Hong Jun understood a little bit, and Li Jinglong explained to him again: "The cities outside the Saipan have been looted, and now they are attacking Liangzhou, all for the purpose of killing people and increasing the number of members of the legion. Zhang Hao's origin is unknown, but as a spreading plague The monster must be instructed, and Morigen, the old general, and the soldiers in the city all fell on this guy. "

"Who will the instructor be?" Hong Jun asked.

"Then you only know it by asking him." Li Jinglong ordered, "Go ahead."

Hong Jun first put the arms of the ice cube apart, and the guards stepped forward to bind them tightly with iron chains, and then his feet. After the iron pail and the cast iron lock, Li Jinglong was still afraid that he would break free again, and tied wet soaked cowhide ropes on his ankles and wrists.

Finally, the soldier dragged the iron chain and dragged the dead ghost king in the ice coffin to a bundle of stone pillars. The ice coffin shattered apart, shaking the ground with ice scum, and the ghost king was out of sleep!

"Liu Fei?" Li Jinglong asked with an ice towel on his swollen left eye.

The ghost king was tied to the stone pillar, and when he heard the name, he slowly raised his head. The eyeballs, like all war dead corpses, appeared cloudy white. The only difference was that the pupils were looming.

"Hand over the antidote." Li Jinglong said in a deep voice.

Hong Jun raised his throat in one heart.

The ghost king didn't answer, only raised his head slightly, his expression didn't change, his eyes seemed to be facing the sky. Lu Xu wanted to go forward, but Hong Jun pulled him and shook his head.

"Hand over the antidote!" Li Jinglong almost roared, and then released the light of the heart lamp in his hand, shining on the ghost king, and the ghost king screamed and struggled constantly, obviously extremely painful.

When Li Jinglong closed his heart lamp, Hong Jun couldn't help but feel terrified. This was the first time he saw him torture a monster, but without torture, Mo Rigen's life with so many people was at stake.

"They can't speak?" Hong Jun recalled that he didn't seem to see any war dead corpse talking.

"Give him pen and paper." Li Jinglong ordered the soldiers.

So some soldiers took paper and pens and handed them to the ghost king. Li Jinglong knew that he had no time to delay. First, he had to ask how to detoxify, and secondly, the man behind the scenes.

The ghost king held the pen, and the soldier put the wooden disk on the paper and asked him to write.

Li Jinglong said: "If you want to survive, you can tell me honestly."

Li Jinglong's words are quite ambiguous, and it is indeed strange to say "want to live" to a dead person. However, the ghost king was silent for a moment, and suddenly swept the pen with bound hands, and shouted at the soldiers!

As soon as the ghost king roared, the soldiers wailed and ran away with a roll, Li Jinglong finally couldn't bear it, raised his fist, and was about to punch the face of the ghost king. I'm tied up, have the ability to let me single out?

Li Jinglong couldn't stop his anger, reluctantly suppressing his anger, and turned to leave.

"What should I do?" Hong Jun chased behind Li Jinglong and asked anxiously.

"I don't know." Li Jinglong was restless and asked, "How is the patient?"

Hong Jun had seen Mo Zhigen and Ge Shuhan once before, but after taking the medicine, he remained stable, that is, he had been in a coma, but he didn't know how long it lasted.

"Let me think about it." Li Jinglong sat down cross-legged on the couch in the side hall. The lack of rest day after day made him very tired.

"Liu Fei, Liu Fei ..." Li Jinglong recalled what Zhang Hao said and said to himself, "Who was this ghost king before his death? Is there a general who called Liu Fei in the ancients?"

The most important thing now is to let him speak, Hong Jun is about to go out, but Li Jinglong said: "Be with me for a while, Hong Jun, I am too tired."

Li Jinglong was cautious in planning, one ring clasped one ring, and successfully made a trick to catch the thief first. But he was at the last step, and Zhang Hao's rebellion was beyond his expectation. With a heart, Zhang Hao was detained, maybe there was a way.

The most important thing now is how to make the ghost king speak.

Hong Jun put forward another idea: "In case he is a string puppet, neither the ghost king nor the ordinary corpse has his own idea, but is being manipulated?"

"Impossible." Li Jinglong pondered, and replied, "His martial arts and skill, and the ability to command the formation, are by no means borrowed from others."

Hong Jun was silent, Li Jinglong was lying in front of the case and said, "I sleep for a quarter of an hour."

Hong Jun threw a stove for Li Jinglong. After he fell asleep, he got up and went to see the patient. After a round of patrol, he returned to the corridor. Several soldiers were standing in the schoolyard. The sunlight was down, and the ghost king finally had an expression. His eyes narrowed in pain, his hair spread out, and he was tied to a stone pillar, obviously afraid of the sun.

Hong Jun suddenly remembered one thing—when the dead corpses concentrated in action, it was either at night or a snowy day, that is, a day without sunlight. And they are more afraid of Li Jinglong's heart lantern than ordinary monsters.

Lu Xu was still waiting on the school ground. When Hong Jun and Li Jinglong had failed to discuss, he said anxiously to him: "Hong Jun!"

Hong Jun motioned him to be less anxious and replied: "There will be a way."

He slowly approached the ghost king and stopped three steps before him.

"Liu Fei?" Hong Jun asked.

Lu Xu followed, the ghost king bent his head, his hair was covered with ballast, raised a little under his eyes, and looked at Hong Jun with his turbid eyes.

"I am also a demon." Hong Jun said suddenly.

The ghost king did not answer.

Hong Jun took off Peacock Ling and handed it to the ghost king to show him, saying, "This is my father's relic, he is a monster. Liu Fei, why are you doing this?"

Ghost King did not look at Peacock Ling, but just raised his eyes and stared straight at Hongjun. At the end, his throat squeaked loudly.

Lu Xu looked at it for a moment, and suddenly turned around, then left the school.

Hong Jun: "Where are you going?"

Lu Xu had run away, Hong Jun had no choice but to care for him, and said: "I know you saved Qin Liang, you are not a bad person, Liu Fei, our friend is dying, can you tell us what happened For what? "

The carp demon said: "How do I think he seems to have lost his soul, Hong Jun, do you say that the soul is still on them after the corpse is dead?"

Hong Jun frowned tightly, still remembering that Qingxiong had given himself a book that contained birds and beasts, but he had no record of ghouls alone.

Hongjun observed the ghost king and said, "I don't think he doesn't want to talk, but he can't talk. What should I do ..."

Hong Jun was running out of time, and not far away, Lu Xu shouted, "Hong Jun!"

Hong Jun glanced back, but saw that Lu Xu helped Mo Rigen and walked out of the school step by step. It was a shock. Hong Jun turned around and helped him. Mo Rigen slept for a long time, barely waking up, coughing, body temperature Cold.

Hong Jun said, "Go back and lie down, Lu Xu, what do you let him do?"

Mo Ri was seriously ill. At this time, the pace was like cotton, and he acted reluctantly. He gasped and asked, "Who is this? Who happened? What happened?"

Lu Xu said: "Dawn Star, Dawn Star!"

Lu Xu insisted that Mo Rigen be held in front of the ghost king, Hong Jun quickly let Mo Rigen sit on his shoulder from the other side, Lu Xu extended his hand, volleyed a few circles, said a few grunting words, then pressed On Hongjun's forehead, he turned to look at Mo Rigen, and then pointed to the ghost king.

"What do you mean?" Morigen's eyes could not be opened anymore, and his whole body fell weak.

Lu Xu was very anxious and kept pressing Hongjun's forehead with his hand, then pressing the ghost king's forehead, and then watching Mo Rigen.

Hong Jun suddenly remembered that one night, when he was caught in a nightmare and was awakened by Mo Zhigen, he chanted a few mantras and pressed his hand on his forehead.

Hong Jun understood that Lu Xu must have been woken up by Mo Rigen from a nightmare, knowing that he had this special ability. Lu Xu saw the ghost king's expression and thought that the ghost king might be dreaming!

"Mo Rigen!" Hong Jun said, "Wake him up with spells and appease his nightmare!"

Morrigan: "..."

Mo Zhigen said weakly: "I'm so cold ..."

"Hold on." Hong Jun busy.

"You also let a half-dead man cast a spell." Said the carp demon, "Is there any conscience! Send him back to rest!"

Morigen raised his hand reluctantly, his eyes blurred, trying to think of the spell.

Hong Jun's heart jumped wildly, and he seemed to be too cruel. Lu Xu also helped him aside. Mo Zhigen couldn't raise his hand. Hong Jun moved his hand and said, "You read The mantra is enough, or you teach me, I will come? "

Mo Zhigen shook his head: "You can't learn ..."

He intermittently, read a few words, lifted his breath, strengthened himself, and pressed towards the ghost king's forehead.

At that moment, behind Mo Zhigen appeared a shadow of a giant blue wolf, almost rising from the ground, a deafening roar towards the ghost king!

The ghost king was shocked by this force, and the whole body burst into a sky of black flames, blowing back like a raging wind. Mo Zhigen shouted repeatedly, his palms pressed against the ghost king's forehead, trembling. The ghost king seemed to be hit by powerful mana, and gave a painful roar, his hands constantly struggling, dragging the iron chain!

Li Jinglong heard the voice and rushed out immediately, seeing Lu Xu and Hong Jun holding Mo Rigen. Mo Rigen pressed one hand on the ghost king's forehead. Although he didn't know what happened, he hurried forward.

Mo Rigen's expression was very painful, and there was black gas behind the ghost king. He gathered as a roaring monster and wanted to swallow towards Mo Rigen. The shape of the wolf was fading. Mo Zhigen back.

Bai Guang immediately filled Mo Zhigen's whole body, and Mo Zhigen's spiritual power was strengthened again, gathering into a storm, and he went straight to the black smoke behind the ghost king! For a moment, the black smoke seemed to wailing, and the sound of "boom" shattered and scattered in this white light hurricane!

Morigen's spiritual power was taken away, and he spit out blood and fell down.

Lu Xu busy holding Mo Rigen halfway, Hong Jun and Li Jinglong stepped forward to catch Mo Rigen's heavy body.

The ghost king's lowered head slowly lifted up. In the turbid eyeballs, the gray area kept converging, showing the pupils, his eyebrows twisted, looking at the three people in front of him, and then looking at his iron chain.

At the same time, Yadan, the sky was overcast with clouds, and snowflakes were floating in the stone valley.

Deep in the ground, in the darkness, Zhang Hao dragged his broken body and stumbled into the tomb.

A woman in a white robe stood in the center of the tomb and said coldly: "You messed up the whole thing, Zhang Hao, you can't explain to the demon king now."

Zhang Hao said, "How can I blame me? The dead corpse army is still outside. As soon as I got out of the Yumen Gate, I dumped them. No hurry. The rattle is still there. We just dive back, release Liu Fei, and retake it. General Sword ... "

The woman in white robe turned and gritted her teeth, saying one by one: "Liu, Fei, Ye, Jing, Jing, Xing."

Zhang Hao was shocked, with fear on his face, his teeth trembling, and the two looked at the height of the tomb together.

The tomb was filled with neat 50,000 sarcophagi. The sarcophagus was almost half empty. There was a white jade coffin with an open lid on the top. The coffin was engraved with: King Liu of the Great Hanjiang Capital.

The coffin was empty.

At the top, there is a dark coffin, the characters engraved on the coffin are vague, the word "Daqin" can be recognized vaguely, and a small rattle is placed on the coffin.