When Lu Qiji said to kill, the people she naturally wanted to kill were the Song family, or the people of the Lu Family.
Whether it was the Song family in Tiandu or the Lord of Wind City Lu Wuyong, they were not easy to deal with. Her old injuries had not healed and her body was exhausted. If she went out now, she would only die.
Even if she didn't go out now, the West Wind Kingdom had sent several armies to frantically search for their whereabouts in the White Horse Plains, wanting to slaughter them all. Why would she take the initiative to run into a trap?
Qiandu pondered for a moment, before she said aloud, "I know you don't like me, and similarly, I also don't like you. However, the situation is like this, we are now grasshoppers on the same rope. So, can you listen to me? "
Lu Qiji remained silent, tacitly agreeing.
"Although you Undead have the endless lifespan of eternal reincarnation, but your body is not immortal, and every reincarnation requires the support of strong strength. Otherwise, if the heart of the Phoenix does not reach the power of nine revolutions, there is no way to rebirth, and even if the reincarnation is successful, your strength will be weakened. "
"Unless you want to give up the body of this life, or, with your current physical condition, you will only die. Why don't you wait for Li Muyang to wake up, then we can discuss at length? "
"Li Muyang — — with his physical condition, how would he have the strength to fight now?" Lu Qiji said in a cold voice. "Although I have the identity of the Undead Phoenix Clan, but Gongsun Yu is my birth mother of this life, she gave birth to me and raised me. The Lu Family has collapsed, and my birth mother is missing. As a child, how can I be indifferent because I am afraid of death? "
"Your mother is also Li Muyang's mother, and what you have to do is what he has to do — — You two should be brother and sister. Brother and sister are united, and their strength can cut through metal. If it were me, I would definitely wait for brother to wake up and discuss a way to save him. "
"Besides, I have sent a lot of people to investigate, as soon as they find Aunt Gongsun's whereabouts, they will immediately send someone to help. Aunt Gongsun has the three souls and seven spirits, they are all masters that the Lu Family has raised for many years — — nothing will happen. "
Lu Qiji thought for a moment, before she said: "I'm going back to sleep."
"Rest well." Qiandu said aloud. "I'll have someone send you some nourishing medicine. If you need external help to recuperate, I can ask the priest to transfer Qi to you … "
"No need."
Lu Qiji loudly refused, then turned around and walked towards her tent.
Behind her, was the figure of Qiandu standing tall in the snow and the figure of Li Muyang rolling around in the tent, screaming and wailing.
※ ※ ※
When Li Muyang opened his eyes, the distant skyline was already showing the white of a fish belly.
For the horse hunters on the White Horse Plain, the visibility was good enough for them to drink and celebrate in the middle of winter with heavy snow and no sun.
Last night, he was tormented by the Netherworld Nail to the point where he hovered between life and death. He couldn't sleep for most of the night.
Only when the pain subsided and his body was exhausted to the extreme could he sleep peacefully for a short while.
The ground was a mess, and his body was even more battered and battered, more terrifying than the scars from several fierce battles.
There was no mirror in the tent, and Li Muyang had no way to see his face clearly. But he knew that he must look terrible.
Hu — —
He abruptly got up from the ground, looking around for the figure of his father Lu Qingming.
Lu Qingming was lying in the northeast corner of the tent, face down and back up. His clothes were ragged, and he looked to be in much more pain than Li Muyang.
Li Muyang was also suffering at the time, and he did not know if the pain of the netherworld nail had awakened his father from his coma.
His movement from the fur mattress to the corner of the tent was most likely an unconscious action, right?
Thinking of this, Li Muyang's heart was even more heavy.
He had two fathers and two mothers. Logically speaking, he should have had double paternal love and double maternal love. He should have been luckier than others.
However, one of his fathers had fallen into a thief's lair, and the other father was seriously injured and unconscious. One mother's life and death were unknown, and the other mother was on the run — —
Life was so difficult!
Li Muyang walked out of the tent, grabbed a handful of snow, and wiped his face, washing away the blood on his face, and reducing the swelling on his forehead.
He tidied up his clothes, untied the ribbon that bound his hair, and simply let his long hair loose. In this way, there was a bit of a sad and carefree charm.
Just after doing all this, Qiandu appeared in front of Li Muyang with a big bowl.
"You're awake?" Qiandu asked with a smile.
"I'm awake." Li Muyang looked at the broth in her hand. There was a large piece of meat bone in the big bowl, and the broth with a layer of oil floating on it was emitting a strong aroma.
Li Muyang's stomach was growling, and it was only at this time that he remembered that he had not eaten good food for a long time.
Qiandu narrowed her eyes and smiled, handing over the big bowl in her hand, saying, "Quickly eat. They bought the lamb from the horse hunters, the meat is very tender. "
Li Muyang took the big bowl, grabbed the bone and began to chew on it, wolfing down the meat while gulping down the soup.
When he had not eaten, he did not feel that he was hungry to any extent. When he bit down on the first bite of meat, he was attracted by the strong but not greasy taste of the meat, and ate faster and faster, until he completely disregarded his image.
Of course, he knew that he did not care about his image.
While Li Muyang was eating the meat and drinking the soup, Qiandu was standing next to him with a smile on her face. Full of smiles, gentle and compassionate.
"Slow down. Ask them to send another bowl over. "Qiandu comforted.
Li Muyang looked up at her, and finally slowed down the speed of eating.
"Don't you want to ask something?" Li Muyang asked.
"Ask what?"
Li Muyang thought for a moment, before he said, "I'll go to Wind City after I'm full."
"Okay. Let's go together. "Qiandu said. "I've already eaten."
"— —"
Woo — —
The loud and clear sound of a Qiang flute suddenly sounded, coming from a distance and piercing the sky.
Qiandu's face changed dramatically. "There's an enemy attack."
Li Muyang threw away the big bowl in his hand and immediately ran towards Lu Qingming inside the tent.
At any time, the safety of one's family was always the first.
Fatty Gongshu Yuan came out with a pair of panda eyes, yawning, and asked in a daze, "What's the matter? What's going on? "
When he saw a team of Ghost dancer elites dressed in colourful clothes and wearing colourful feathers crowding around Qiandu, he instantly sobered up and roared, "They found us? They found us? "
Qiandu took over the horse pulled by the guards, mounted it, and looked at Gongshu Yuan. "You follow Li Muyang and protect him and his father."
Clang!
Qiandu drew out the long sword in her hand, shouting, "Kill."
"Ao — —"
When the elites of the Ghost dancer corps heard that there was going to be another battle, they were all in high spirits, brandishing their sabers as they followed behind Qiandu.
※ ※ ※
Qiandu came back at noon.
From early morning to noon, the battle lasted for a very long time.
Her long hair was disheveled and her colourful clothes were stained with blood. Even the white feather on her head, which represented the identity of the royal family, was nowhere to be seen.
There were fewer guards behind her, and some of the injured and disabled were brought back by their compatriots to be treated by the priests.
Li Muyang went over and asked, "How is it? Are you hurt? "
"I'm fine." Qiandu chuckled, looking tired. "The Lord of Sky Sea City, Mo Long, led 30,000 soldiers and found our tracks. They sneaked over to catch us all in one fell swoop and gain great merit in front of the new Emperor."
"Where are they?"
"Dead."
Thirty thousand tigers and wolves were slaughtered in half a day's time. The Ghost dancer corps was indeed worthy of being the strongest army in the world.
"It's not good to stay here for a long time. If Mo Long can find this place, others can also find this place. Mo Long died of his own greed. If he had reported our whereabouts to Wind City, then several armies would have encircled us from all directions. No matter how good the Ghost dancer corps is at fighting, how would they have a chance to survive — — "
"Let's go to Wind City." Li Muyang said aloud.
"Wind City is an important border town, the Lord of Wind City Lu Wuyong holds a large number of troops and bears the heavy responsibility of defending the Great Wu Empire and the Peacock imperial court. Moreover, it is adjacent to the Wolf Valley and the Stone Forest Canyon. There are also large armies stationed there, and the officers in charge of the two military towns are also generals of the Lu Family. "
"The three forces rely on each other and help each other. Even if the imperial court sends an army to hunt them down, they would not dare to act rashly. They can attack and defend. If they really can't, they can directly surrender to the Great Wu Empire or the Peacock imperial court. I think everyone will be happy to accept these soldiers and the cities they guard — — If it was before, Wind City would indeed be a good place to avoid disaster. But now that Wind City has rebelled, isn't going now — — walking into a trap? "
"That depends on whether the net they weave is tough enough." There was a fierce glint in Li Muyang's eyes. This was not the time to cry and complain about being wronged. The first problem they had to face was to survive.
Being alive was the biggest turning point.
Qiandu, after a brief thought, her eyes lit up. She issued an order to a clerk next to her, "Take a break. After a quarter of an hour, we will go to Wind City. "
"Yes." The clerk bowed and did not hesitate to issue the Princess' order.
"Uncle Lu will have to work hard." Qiandu looked at Li Muyang and said aloud.
"It is not bitter to live, it is bitter to die." Li Muyang said. If his father Lu Qingming were to die like this, how would his hatred and unwillingness be resolved? Even if he died, he would become an evil spirit that would not be able to live in peace, right?
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
