Envy

The bright moon in the sky is covered by dark clouds.The stars dimmed.The howling of the ghosts in the valley became weaker and weaker.Meng Tou could see the sword lights piercing the night sky on the cemetery.The disciples who lasted till the end lay tiredly on the top of the mountain, letting the evening wind blow their sweaty foreheads.

Gradually, Jianguang appeared less and less frequently, and finally disappeared in the night.Li Xingfeng's shout suddenly came from the dark valley bottom: "Brothers! All the ghosts have been wiped out!"

In an instant, the disciples all over the mountain got up and looked towards the bottom of the valley, cheering.The senior brother next to Meng Tou dropped his sword and uttered an obscenity: "Fucking finally wiped out these ghosts, I won't worry about dying!" Tears welled up in his eyes again.

Someone couldn't help but yelled towards the valley, and the voice was still echoing in the valley, and the other brothers followed suit.The sounds from all around continued one after another, for a long time.The brothers guarding on three sides, some with swords and some on foot, all met at the top of the west wall.Some people directly turned over the mountain and rushed down to meet Li Xingfeng and the others.

Meng Tou cast his eyes down subconsciously, and the little ghost who was standing at the bottom and close to the mountain wall had disappeared at some point.It may have been wiped out.His chest was congested, and a strange mood came to his mind.He felt vaguely uneasy.

……

The dark clouds covering the moon in the sky dissipated, and the moonlight poured down.Xue Ye's clothes were drenched with sweat.The heart of his right hand holding the sword was also full of sweat.And because of holding the sword for a long time, his hands were already red and painful.Fortunately, there is a gust of night wind blowing, which makes people feel cool.He couldn't help but sigh that the wind came in a timely manner.

He walked in front of the group and hugged every senior brother who came to greet him.Shen Gui's disciple also jumped down from the west wall, surrounded Zhao Ce, and asked him about his condition with concern.

Li Xingfeng and Jiang Yi were at the end of the group.It had rained during the day, the cemetery was muddy, and their brocade boots were covered with mud.

After the battle, Jiang Yi was still awake and didn't feel tired. While walking, he told Li Xingfeng that he would go back to the city lord's mansion to cook a bowl of noodles together.

Li Xingfeng was very sleepy, and he became excited after hearing the supper, so he even said yes.He just wanted to go back quickly and eat something, take a shower, and sleep well.

A painful scream came suddenly, and someone frantically shook his arm.They looked in Xue Ye's direction, trembling for a while, without any sleepiness.The man's arm was severely bitten by a wild spirit.I can't see the appearance of that wild spirit clearly, but as long as I see that green thing, I will never forget it in my life.

Green light spots appeared on the overgrown grass around it.Those who don't know will think that the green dots floating in the wind in the cemetery are fireflies in midsummer.Their footsteps stagnated for a moment, not knowing where to go.Xue Ye pointed in Jiang Yi's direction with trembling fingers, and his voice trembled, "Jiang Yi, behind you..."

Uncle Nishizawa clenched the sword in his hand: "Quick! Get out of here quickly! Yujian flew to the top of the west wall!" The disciples who reacted quickly drew out their long swords in unison, kneading Yujian, either alone or with another person Jump out of this side of the land together.

Li Xingfeng flew to a high place, and just looked down, his blood was about to freeze—groups of wild spirits covered the graveyard, and there was a tendency to keep growing.

One of the brothers was a step too late, and was about to jump on the sword, but was dragged back by the wild spirit.Dozens of wild spirits jumped on him at once, biting his body.A wild spirit bit his neck.His limbs continued to struggle, but he couldn't get rid of these wild spirits.A piece of flesh was bitten off by the ghost on the arm and leg.

He yelled out in pain, but he was surrounded by wild spirits, and the air he could breathe was thin, so he couldn't finish his yell and got stuck in his throat.His chest heaved violently.My head started to feel dizzy, and the pain in my body was intense and then gradually disappeared.

Xue Ye wanted to go back to save him, but was stopped by Jiang Yi.Xue Yehong stared at him and called out "Jiang Yi".Jiang Yi immediately changed direction with Yujian, placed him on top of the west wall, and flew back to the sky above the cemetery by himself.

The wild spirits accumulated into a small hill, covering the disciples who could not escape.Uncle Nishizawa led several disciples wandering in the night sky, cutting through the wind and thorns, but he was still unable to rescue the trapped disciples.

Meng Tou also came from the top of the mountain with his sword to help Master Xi Ze get rid of the spirit.to no avail.The wild spirits quickly spread all over the mountains and plains.At this moment, he gave up on continuing to rescue his senior brother, went against the wind, and flew to the top of the west wall.The wild spirits had flooded up the western wall like a tide.

"Everyone retreat! All retreat!"

The hundred or so brothers at the back withdrew to the west wall.The brothers who were near the cemetery were all haunted by wild spirits and frantically fought against the wall with their swords.Meng Tou went among them to fight with them.

Meng Tou said to Senior Brother Xing beside him: "I'll let them form a barrier later! You go to the bushes to the east and tell the senior brothers who come and go here to evacuate quickly!"

"Listen to my orders! The uninjured disciples are enchanted, help the injured disciples and leave first!"

Meng Tou's thought-safe offense and defense had an accident.

The wild spirits in the barren graves were chaotic and crazy that night, desperately biting the guarding disciples.

……

It was a little cool at night in the bush.A gust of wind blows, Yan Miao can't help shivering.Her hands are also a little cold, and her lower abdomen is always aching.She sat on a stone and gave some medicine to the injured disciple Mu Mi.

It was very quiet in the woods, with a few lanterns on the ground.It's not far from Dongtan River, but you can't hear any noise.When they first came here, there were only two people, Yan Miao and Huo Zhi.Huo Zhi didn't talk much, she felt bored and had to chat with him every now and then.

After chatting with her, she regretted it. Huo Zhi was as cold as ice, and he couldn't get warm at all.Unlike Meng Tou, who seems to know a little bit about all kinds of poetry, poetry, poetry, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and he speaks nicely, and girls like him.

When she mentioned the sword, Huo Zhicai had a few more words with her.He told her the history of Jianzong, the origins of various famous sword masters and famous swords.When he spoke, his voice was low and gentle.Yan Miao listened for a while, feeling a little nervous for no reason.

The strange thing is that she didn't want to listen to the long and boring history of Jianzong told by her husband in Fulian, but at that moment she listened very engrossed.Although she didn't remember what he said at all, she was just obsessed with that calm and pleasant voice.

He occasionally raised his eyes to see her expression.His eyes were bright, reflecting the light of the lantern.An icy and cold person, with fine black hair on his forehead, a high nose bridge, and a particularly beautiful lip shape.It must look better when you smile, she thought.

She was distracted while applying medicine to the injured disciple, and her subordinates didn't know the severity.The disciple cried out "Ouch".

She said guiltily, "I'm sorry, are you okay?"

The disciple looked at her face and smiled: "It's okay, I'm not afraid of pain. You continue to take the medicine..."

From the very beginning, his gaze has been wandering on Yan Miao.Yan Miao was in a trance thinking about her own affairs, but didn't notice.Huo Zhi looked at the man for a while, and saw Yan Miao shrank back shiveringly in the cool wind, took off his cloak, put it on her shoulders, took the medicine in her hand: "Let me do it."