Remnants of Filth

Blood Warcraft absorbs the magic of the whole city, which takes about half an hour. During this period, it was surrounded by the magic gas barrier, and no one could approach it.

Yue Chenqing led half of the garrison to Zhanhunshan first, while Gu Mang led the remaining half of the monks, guarding him by the rolling waves of Laoshui River.

At this time, the sky was about to brighten, and above the battlefield filled with smoke, white fish appeared in the sky. Gu Mang looked back at Mu Rongli and Mo Xi who were fighting the National Teacher in the distance. It seemed that he wanted to say something to them, and he just looked at them like that.

All that has been said has been said, the grievances have been resolved, and the misunderstanding has disappeared.

Only for the rest of his life.

But how can there be so many fulfillments in life.

Gu Mang did not miss any more in the end, perhaps because he had already previewed such departures many times in his own plan.

Others only thought he was going to contain Blood Warcraft, and only he knew what he was doing.

He summoned the Golden-winged Snow Horse, straightened Yinglie's robe, and wore bright red and blue gold. He flew up, led his robes, and ran behind the Blood Warcraft.

There was a faint movement in the direction of the Battle Spirit Mountain. Looking closely, we can see that Sergeant Zhonghua between the trees and trees was constantly approaching the buried queue on the top of the mountain.

Yue Chenqing is completing the assignment as he said, and that is also the countdown of Gu Mang's life ...

Yunxia was clear through the sky, and the sky was breaking. When the first ray of Jinhui tore the darkness and flowed out from the depths of the night, Blood Warcraft suffocated the last ray of magic in Zhonghua City.

At the same time, the top of the battle soul mountain rang loudly, seven towering statues of the princes slumped, and the golden red of the forest and the trees erupted, and the bow of the gods broke out!

Gu Mang knew that it was the movement of Yue Chenqing who completed his entrustment and successfully summoned the magic bow.

It's the final showdown.

He noticed the sweetness of the decisive battle, and the Blood Warcraft naturally smelled of danger. It roared, swallowed the magical breath, swallowed the thick magical energy, paused in place, and finally rose into the air and grinned Mighty fly towards the battle soul mountain.

At the top of the battle soul mountain, the arrow of Wan Shi is ready to go. Under the command of Yue Chenqing, he points directly to the key points of Blood Warcraft.

But Blood Warcraft was flying so fast that he couldn't aim at seven feet under his chest. Yue Chenqing was slightly discolored. Seeing that it was flying closer and closer, she could not help but swallow and swallow the throat knot.

At that moment, Gu Mang drew his sword, Ying Ri Gao Zhao, swiftly ordered: "Curse!"

At this time, he controlled the golden-winged snow horse, and soared over the rolling waters of the Laoshui River. He shouted at the millions of lions behind him. The sound was transmitted by the loudspeaker, passed through the smoke of war, and passed through. Out of the wilderness.

"Body!"

"Yes!!"

Following his order, the monks responded deafeningly. Immediately afterwards, each of them slammed a golden stream of chains, and those slender chains converged into a celestial net like a rainbow flame, flying away from behind Blood Warcraft, tightly bound in It was stiff on the limbs and neck.

Blood Warcraft was enraged and issued a more groaning roar. It grinned and grinned irritably, and a million gold locks broke when it moved.

"Bind again!"

Countless golden light diffuses again, rushing towards the blood Warcraft again.

Gu Mang was garrisoned in the clouds, and the rising sun began to rise. He broke out from the dark abyss, and the glare of the sky began to splash more red than the blood on the ground. Light and shadow.

When the monks were bound by the curse for the second time, he raised his hands and printed his seal, and closed his eyes—in a blink of an eye, he stunned with the eyes of the blood and the dust of Warcraft, and saw Yue Chenqing, who was on the battlefield hill and prepared for him. Seeing the run-down kings, seeing crying children, helpless old men, monks who never retreated.

In the five years of Lao Guo, he had to hurt these people, and at this time he went to see with the eyes of Blood Warcraft.

He saw the despair that had made him embarrassed and the regretful hatred, but this time, he finally did not need to hurt them again.

He can finally protect them.

Protecting the life, kindness, youth, and newness of this world—he is bruised and blood-stained, and he is willing to be mud, as long as they can bloom beautiful flowers on his blood.

"Come on," Gu Mong said quietly in his heart.

He seemed to see another soul standing in front of his soul, the soul belonging to the Blood Warcraft. It looked so stubborn and tall, pitched to the sky.

But he didn't feel the slightest fear and invincibility.

He walked towards it.

"Come on, you are me and I am you."

He opened his arms to the Blood Warcraft in the miracle of the consciousness that he had seen with his eyes closed, just as Shen Tang had done in his memory.

"It's over."

Blood Warcraft was pained by Gu Mang's thought interference, it was firmly bound, but growled but couldn't break free for a moment.

On the battle soul mountain, Yue Chenqing saw this only opportunity.

Naturally, he didn't know how the death of Blood Warcraft would hurt Gu Mang. He immediately raised his hand, and according to the order he had given him before taking care of him, said, "Put an arrow!"

With a sigh, Jingyu flew.

When the arrows of all spirits hit the main points of Blood Warcraft, just as the sun broke through the clouds completely, the dazzling Jin Hui shined on the earth from the dark mountains, and the world was glorious.

The morning should always be quiet and pure, and even the painful roar of the evil beast was diluted in this solemn rising dawn, not as horrible as in the long night.

People on the top of the battle soul mountain looked, people on the banks of the Laoshui River looked, and people in the city of Chonghua looked.

As if wrapped in a sticky gel paint, the monster moves slowly. It raises its head in the grand sky, seven feet below the chest, the arrowheads are deep, and the blood is dyed along the fur.

He lifted his head and yelled abruptly, his four claws breaking away from the shackles of all the monks on the shore.

"not good!"

"Useless! It's going to be violent!"

Gu Mang didn't snor. He sat on the horse's back and hovered over the end of the Laoshui River. He opened his eyes and looked at the World of Warcraft in a brighter and brighter light.

It howled angrily and stood up--

Gu Man looked at it quietly, and he could feel severe pain, just like the dying pain when he was dug out of his spiritual power and poured into the power of the black devil when he was ordered to enter.

But this time, perhaps because he knew that his pain originated from this Warcraft, so he didn't feel any sadness, but felt relieved, relieved, and calm ...

But there is still resentment and regret.

He chose a thorny road long ago and never thought of turning back. This is also one of the reasons why he never dared to promise to extinguish any future with Mo. He always felt that it was too unfair for Mo to extinguish. No one should be with someone who is ready to sacrifice at any time.

In Gu Mang's heart, the flowers in the world are as important as his younger brother.

Just in the end, go around, after all ... can't do both.

Gu Meng turned his face to see Mu Rongli and Mo Xi who fought with the Chinese teacher in the distance. He thought about what he said to Mo Shi last time, but he couldn't remember it.

He seemed to have the intention to end with one of the gentlest sentences, but when he saw Mo Xi's face, he couldn't help saying one more thing, and another one, and it was all about trivial matters that were not irritating.

In fact, who would really like to be a hero and a secret agent? Everyone hopes to have a place to live, three or five friends, a lover, and laugh together for the wind and snow in the book, worrying about tomorrow's rain will not be able to dry clothes, the worry is that the prices of vegetables in East City have gone up The new rice noodles are not as good as the first.

But when someone came to the door, someone had to leave.

No one wants to leave, but someone always has to do something—because he has tasted the pain of begging for help and understands the pain of love and parting, he is gentle and reluctant to let others experience it.

It's just that everyone's heart has moved in the past, with care, the chess is one step behind, and finally he has lost his life's love.

"The ink goes out." Gu Mang said silently to the distant ink out.

His soft lips seemed to want to say something, but he didn't know what to say. He had known Mo Mo for so many years, after so many things, said so many things, they knew many things in their hearts. So in the end Gu Mang just silently read the name Mo Mo again and again, until he heard the monk around him shouting ecstatically: "Look!"

"Look !!!! Blood Warcraft, it will not work!"

Gu Meng turned his head, he laughed.

I take you home, I cross you ashore, not because of how good this land is, but because I have always believed that good will always replace bad, brand new will always replace old, as if the night always returns, dawn Sooner or later. There are always too many seeds and hopes in this world.

I hope they all bloom. Even if it's just a tiny ... trivial.

Blood Warcraft was struggling, and finally fell suddenly-its life was passing, turning into a bit of light, flying towards the sky that was washed in the morning.

The crowd died, and then the cheers first erupted from War Soul Mountain-more young people. Gu Mang wanted to laugh, he knew that young life is always full of more tension and hope. He can discover victory and find happiness earlier than his aging heart.

He was also young, once with Lu Zhanxing, and Mo Xi, and his brothers on the Lili Grassland.

The breeze at that time seemed to wipe out the dust of a lifetime, covering the face.

Later, he left all his brothers in Fengming Mountain. He watched Lu Zhanxing's head fall to the ground, and he personally put the dagger into the heart of Moxi. He has been aging since the first innocent man was killed, and Gu Shuai of Chonghua is old and dead.

In fact, he has been struggling very tired. He had long been broken into ashes, and it was his belief that made him barely stick together.

This time, the dead man finally fulfilled his unfulfilled promise in the 39th battle—

"I take you home."

Gu Mang murmured these words in the cheers of the mountain and the sea. He laughed like he was young, he watched the blood warcraft fall into dust and light spots, and he watched the people in the mountains and the city shouting enthusiastically and laughing. From those crowds, he saw Lu Zhanxing, he saw Mo Ju when he was young, he saw himself when he was young, he saw all the people who died in Fengming Mountain, those who were not remembered, and he was never forgotten first name.

One hundred thousand mountains and rivers one hundred thousand blood.

Today I'm finally ... to bring you home.

I finally ... can return to you.

Gu Man closed his eyes and fell from the horseback of the Golden-winged Snow Horse, and the blue-golden ribbon fluttered in his hair. He slowly relaxed and fell into the endless cheers. Billowing water in the river.

that's nice.

As if his life was undefeated, Jiejia triumphed.

All suffering is gone ...

He made a splash, and the raging river swallowed it up instantly. He sank, and the sound of water rumbling in his ears. He opened his blue eyes in the water, and finally took a look at the fading sky.

Just like the stars they had seen outside the plug when they were young, under the starry night sky, Lu Zhanxing laughed, the brothers drank wine, and the pear-white fragrance was permeated in the wind. And Mo Xi quietly sat by the bonfire and listened to him saying that the country was picturesque, watching him young and frivolous.

That was the best day of his life.

"Gu Mang ... !!!"

When everyone was ecstatic over the demise of Blood Warcraft, when no one noticed Gu Mang's condition, there was a sudden voice yelling at him.

When the water was stunned, the monks first turned to Mo Xi, and then suddenly realized that when they were happiest, Jinyi Piaoxue was gone without Gu Mang.

People were surprised: "Gu Shuai !!"

"what happened!"

"What's wrong with Gu Shuai!"

"Go and save him! Go down and save him !!"

In the chaos, the Chinese teacher took advantage of this opportunity to violently strum the piano and wounded the heart chaos Mo Xi, who was about to kill again, but was blocked by Murong's pity. Murong Merci knew that it would not be the best policy to fight with the teacher at this moment. He was going to save Gu Mang with the Moshui River at the same time, but he heard the teacher sneer--

"You? Can you save him?"

Murong Pian turned pale: "What do you mean!"

Mo xi did not say a word, he was trembling all over, and he could not hear any more, no matter what, he just went to the flood that disappeared Gu Gumang with red eyes, and Murong couldn't stop pity, and the country The teacher didn't stop, he went straight to the riverside of Laishui.

Murong Qian turned her head to the teacher and said, "What the **** do you mean !!"

"Oh, Gu Mang used a technique similar to that of Shen Tang to defeat and seal the blood Warcraft." The teacher whispered, the pupils behind the mask glowed with dim light, "Shen Tang killed Blood Warcraft , He died. Gu Mang is the same today. "

Murong Pian was furious: "You fart!"

The guru smirked: "If you don't believe me, follow me and the king to find someone-by the way."

He abruptly backed up, standing on a steep stone, and said coldly: "Shen Tang's move made me defeat the siege. After a hundred years, I naturally will not make this happen again. So I am re-quenching blood When Warcraft cleansed, a new spell was smelted ... "

Murong pity, suddenly reacted: "What are you talking about?"

The only blood color faded on his face.

"Did you siege ?!"

The teacher said with a smile: "Yes."

Murong Pian looked like paper: "So, you ... you ..."

The Chinese teacher took off the cover indifferently, revealing a handsome and deep face, but showing a vicious face. Murong Lian, as if thundered, stepped back a few steps.

"You--you are--!"

The teacher raised his head and grinned, exposing white teeth.

"Now that I've reached this step, I don't bother to hide anything-the former master of the kingdom of Guohua is dark, good." He laughed, "it's down."

"!!!!!!"

Murong's throat was dry and she couldn't say anything for a while. At this time, the monks exclaimed, "What's going on!"

"what is this?!!"

He glanced back and saw where the Blood Warcraft dust disappeared, and suddenly a bubble pool of blood appeared. The pool of blood seemed to have life, but it continued to expand outwards at a slow rate ...

Hua Pomian also casually glanced at the blood pool, and tilted his head and smiled, "How about, I learned from the incident of Shen Tang's country that year, and re-added a new spell-once the blood Warcraft is killed, its blood will be It will turn into a blood pool that ca n’t keep expanding. Unless I order it, it will continue to expand, swallowing mountains, rivers, castles, dead people, and all into the pool ... If you do n’t surrender, I do n’t mind heavy Hua has become a sea of ​​blood. "

He licked his lips, his voice softened, and Yousen said, "Anyway, everything will change in a hundred years. I don't have anything to remember in Chonghua."

He said, throwing the mask to the ground at will.

"Leave you alive, go back and say to the people of Chonghua." Hua Po secretly said, "It only takes ten days for the Blood Pond to engulf the city of Chonghua. Give you ten days to descend, or die. You choose clearly."

It is said that the sleeves were swept away, the ground was swept lightly, and the flutter was like a paper kite, and he was not in the depths of the flames of the garrison.

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