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Chapter 143 Nanshan recalls the snow on the moss (22)
"Yu Jiu is the imperial concubine on the cusp of the crisis. Great Xia was destroyed. If Yu Jiu was captured, there should have been news. Now there is no movement, maybe he has been buried in the sea of ​​fire?" Lu Shao didn't want them to go to the Great Xia Imperial Capital at all. , disrupted their plans.

"Even if it's a ghost, I'm afraid that her life and soul will be gone... How long has the fire been?" Sui Pian also guessed this possibility.

"It's been three days." Qi Yuan's news was only a few words, at least the date is still clear.

"Yu Jiu is in the capital city of Great Xia. If she is Changle, and she has practiced at that altar, she is also of the Fuyun royal family blood. Even if she is dragged back to be buried with her, she will not dissipate so easily. Go now, and she should catch up." Yan Chengguang counted the time, "It's not too late, we have to leave immediately."

"We will send someone to take you there..." Qi Yuan's words were interrupted.

"No, no, no, no!" Jun Qingqing shook her head like a rattle, "Your carriages are hard to make and full, and we're going to build clouds much faster. You just need to point us in the right direction."

Lu Shao wanted to ask to stay, but Qi Yuan stopped him: "Since this is the case, I won't keep you any longer, Lu Shao, go and show them the way."

"Zhou Mu, if we can get their help, great achievements will be made just around the corner. Why don't you stay for a while?" Lu Shao pointed out the way and came back still puzzled.

"Since they don't mean it, and we can't keep them, it's enough to form a good relationship. If you force it, I'm afraid it will be disgusting." Qi Yuan frowned, "And I don't believe that there are no people from the Taoist sect. We can't win this country by ourselves!"

After the fall of Daxia, he finally stopped hiding his ambitions!

"Pianpian, can you go?" Jun Qingqing didn't release her doubts until she flew into the clouds.

Sui Pian is afraid of ghosts, corpses, and dead people, and at this moment in the capital of Daxia, the most common people are probably dead people.

"It just so happens that the troops need to be divided into two groups. How about you ask Nan Yi about that formation map?" Chang Cheng asked.

"Pianpian and I are going to find Nan Yi?" Jun Qingqing asked Sui Pian worried.

"No, I'll just go by myself." Sui Pian forced the corners of her mouth upwards, forcing out a smile.

She trusted the Great Wall, Fairy Chaochen, and the mission host they picked for her. Nan Yi's merits and virtues showed her character.

On the other hand, on Yu Jiu's side, with such a fierce spell, there might be some unknown dangers.

Jun Qingqing has a high level of cultivation but a pure nature. No one can rest assured that she will go to the center of the war alone.

Although Yan Chengguang has a lot of experience, but now he is in the body of a remnant soul, no matter how high his cultivation level is, he still has shortcomings. He is a ghost, and he cannot imagine the consequences if he is stimulated. Only Jun Qingqing can control him.

"There is no more fighting on this road. I will raise the cloud head higher and go down when I reach the boundary of Nanshan Mountain. If I don't see it, I won't be afraid." Sui Pian took a deep breath, what should be faced must be faced However, she cannot guarantee that every time she performs a mission, the world will be peaceful through singing and dancing. Troubled times occupy a quarter of human history and cannot be avoided.

"Pianpian, aren't you afraid?" Jun Qingqing clearly remembered that she would be confused when she saw a figure that was afraid of the dead.

"I'm afraid, I can't be afraid." Sui Pian didn't dare to think about it. When she closed her eyes, there was a mountain of corpses all over the sky. There was no sea of ​​blood, and the blood had already drained away. Humming and hovering over the restrained corpse.

"But no matter how scared you are, just carry it over." Sui Pian forced himself to smile, "I can't ask you to help me carry it."

Depending on the height of the cloud frame, the walk was a little slow, and when it reached the boundary of Nanshan Mountain, the moonlight was already clear and the stars were sparse.

But amidst the surrounding mountains of Nanshan Mountain, it seems that there is still a galaxy falling to the ground.

The yellow-green light trembled and flickered, ethereal and misty, just like being in the starry sky, the beauty was suffocating.

Walking slowly along the stone path still covered with a little residual snow, a ray of yellow and green stars was caught, which turned out to be fireflies.A faint sound of silk and bamboo came, Sui Pian let go of the firefly and listened carefully, she had never learned a musical instrument, let alone this elegance, she couldn't tell if it was a flute or a flute, she just felt that the sound was very quiet, very ethereal, just to teach The inside and outside of people are clear, without me and without one.

Nan Yi was leaning against the door of Chai Men, her lower body was still empty and there was no smoke, her hands were erected in front of her body, and she was blowing like a flute.

The muffled music stopped, and Sui Pian spoke slowly.

"Layman." She imitated the common people here and saluted, "Fireflies are beautiful."

"Back then she liked this firefly the most, and only this firefly fire can make her smile." Nan Yi held up a handful of firefly, let the light flicker and flow between her fingers, and then gently let go, " She said that the fireflies are like the lights lit up in the street market during festivals in her hometown. That is her favorite scene of Qingping."

"Qingping and prosperity, who doesn't like it?" Suipian watched as the emerald green bamboo leaves swayed, casting a bamboo shadow, and a person rushed out from the mountain path.

It was a young man who looked like an ordinary farmer in his dress, demeanor, and appearance. He was anxious and sweating profusely. He walked through the bamboo leaves on the ground and rushed to the door to knock on it.

"Sir! Sir!"

"What's the matter?" It was like entering another world in the same place all of a sudden, but the one who opened the door was a thin young man in an undyed plain robe with long hair and a gentle but non-smiling expression I mean, look at those facial features, it's Nan Yi.

But, it has feet.

Suipian looked at the man's feet swaying like water, but occasionally exposed the withered yellow soil, saw the thin snow on the moss where he stepped on the stone path but could not leave any footprints, this young man was clearly a real living person, touched it Chin, chuckled, no wonder.

"Sir, my wife is having a difficult labor, please help me, sir!" The young man knelt down as he spoke.

"Don't delay, let's go." Nan Yi carried a medicine box on her back, seemingly in no hurry, but her speed was much faster than the young man.

Passing through the bamboo forest in the mountain col is a village located in the deep mountains. It is larger than the one I met Lu Shao before, but it is not a town without a city wall. There are terraced fields everywhere, which looks quiet and peaceful.There was a family in the village who lit torches, and there were neighbors who looked at each other in harmony.

There was a thick smell of blood in a room, and the surrounding villagers felt like seeing a Bodhisattva when they saw Nan Yi.

Nan Yi washed his hands and entered the inner room. The thick smell of blood could make people stumble, but he didn't care. He walked to the window and saw a pregnant woman who was struggling.

Childbirth is actually quite scary, but it is better than miscarriage. After all, it is life, not death.Sui Pian has practiced in the obstetrics department, so she is not afraid.

"It's a dystocia, do you want help?" Sui Pian took a look, the fetal position is not right, shoulders first exposed, it's not really a big problem, but here it is a dangerous situation of one dead body and two lives.

"You have a solution?" Nan Yi picked up a magic spell in his hand, and continued the life of the pregnant woman.

(End of this chapter)