Legend of the Tang Dynasty

Mo Buwan subconsciously supported the stone wall, and after the tremor ended, Mo Buwan said: "It seems that the evil fiend is really inside."

While thinking about it, Mo Buwan suddenly thought: "If this is the case, wouldn't Chi Ming be in danger..."

"Ming!" Mo Buwan yelled

And then there was no movement other than the echo of his voice. A strong uneasiness came from Mo Buwan's heart. He was looking for the exit or mechanism of the cave with his almost blind sight. At this juncture He didn't care about any fear, he was alone in his heart, and he didn't know where Chen Yuming was in this cave.

When Chen Yuming reached the bottom of the cave, although he didn't see Mo Buwan, the scene here was very different from the pitch black Mo Buwan saw.

Not far away, there was a large piece of light coming in from the gap at the top of the stone wall in front of him. Chen Yuming followed the light source and walked over. He found that this place was very suitable for hiding or shelter.

He looked at the large empty valley floor around him, where rotten and sparse grasses were withered in a mess, and there were residual claw marks on the uneven wall rocks.

Chen Yuming looked at these traces deeply embedded in the stone wall and said, "It must be here."

As he spoke, Chen Yuming looked around and said, "It's not too late? Can you hear me?"

No one responded in the cave, but something that shouldn't be alarmed was disturbed. A sound of rock breaking came from behind Chen Yuming, and he frowned slightly as if he had sensed the sudden rise of evil spirit around him.

Turning around suddenly, he saw a huge black shadow slowly coming out of the shadowy place. The terrifying posture of this monster became more and more obvious in the boundary between light and darkness. The only eye hidden under the hair stared at Chen Ximing, as if questioning the existence of this living person.

Chen Yuming turned his body slightly, and made an offensive gesture: "The legendary beast of disaster, who lives on Mount Tai all day long, would not hesitate to get you here. Seeing your demon king, it really cost money."

The evil scorpion made a deafening sound like a bull's cry. Unlike some other ancient beasts, the evil scorpion was frightening, but it lacked a lot of virtues in terms of being human.

Chen Yuming originally wanted to ask it about Mo Buwan's whereabouts, but now it seems that talking to it is tantamount to playing the piano against a cow. In short, it will not let him go, so it is better to let go and fight it.

Chen Ximing drew his sharp blade out of its sheath, pointed the tip of the sword at the beast and said, "Even if I risk my life today, I won't let you leave here safely."

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Yuming stabbed at the beast. Although the evil monster was huge but clumsy, the seemingly innocuous monsters often hid more terrifying things.

Feishou first ran to one side to avoid Chen Yuming's attack, but Chen Yuming made a wrong step and swung his sword sideways towards it, and a wound was cut on the rib of the monster beast, so it seemed that Chen Yuming had the upper hand But it was shattered with the arrival of the next second.

Chen Ximing's sword is powerful, and the hideous beast's skin is much thicker than other monsters' skins, and Chen Yuming's sword is only a mortal thing after all, so this sword did not hurt its root, but alarmed these parasites. Plague on the fur of a terrapin.

Seeing these flying insects fluttering out, Chen Yuming's instant reaction was to block his mouth and nose and retreat, but at this time the beast had already rushed towards him, and at this critical moment, with a loud crash on the stone wall, Could it be too late to fly and appear in front of him.

"It's not too late!" Chen Yuming put down the hand that was in front of him.

Mo Buwan turned around while guarding in front of him and said, "I'm late."

Chen Yuming's heart skipped a beat, but in an instant he saw that the beast had already pushed towards them, and he pulled Mobuwan over and said, "Be careful!"

Mo Buwan's stress response was extremely sharp, and after dodging the monster's attack, he suddenly slashed at its left corner. Chi Yan's power was no longer comparable to that of Chen Yuming's sword just now, and the left corner of the evil monster was directly cut off After the root was cut off, it suddenly backed away, and amidst a deep wail, the one-eyed beast emitted a blood-red fierce light.

Seeing that something was wrong, Chen Yuming and Mo Buwan attacked the Flying Beast with a tacit understanding. Mo Buwan was still attacking its front, and Chen Xingming responded from the side. When the two were about to encircle and suppress it, the snake's tail of the Flying Beast suddenly became longer. Throw it at Mo Buwan violently!

Mo Buwan didn't know that it had such a change, but when he was caught off guard, he saw Chen Keming flying in front of Mo Buwan, and the snake tail that was supposed to stab Mo Buwan's arm also cut a bloody hole in Chen Keming's arm.

Chen Yuming frowned in pain, and he helped him to avoid the attack of the monsters again and again. Seeing the blood that had penetrated into the sleeves of Chen Yuming, he could only feel the abnormal movement in his blood vessels surging again. The last time he felt this way, was it The night he fought against the python with Shen Yin.

Mo Buwan turned his back to the villain, and held Chen Yuming's arm with both hands. When they looked at each other, Chen Yuming saw that the monster behind Mo Buwan had already attacked him, and Chen Yuming's pupils shrank suddenly. I saw that Mo Buwan's eyes turned red for a moment, and then he said softly

"Don't move, wait for me to come over."

Before the lingering sound fell, Mo Buwan turned around and threw Chi Yan heavily at the same time, and then flew himself into a dive, leaping into the air with a lunge, and after half of the rotation, he stretched out his hand to catch Chi Yan. When the blade fell, it was already bloody.

Mo Buwan's head had been chopped into pieces, but Chen Yuming behind him shouted, "It's not too late! Be careful of the pests on it!"

Could it be too late to see what happened? He turned his head and said, "Plague?"

As he said that, the beast suddenly trembled all over, and the air was filled with plague insects flying out of it. Chen Yuming said: "This insect is poisonous. If it flies out, it will cause a great plague in the world!"

And what Chen Yuming didn't expect was not only Mo Buwan's explosive skill, but also his extraordinary calmness at this moment. He saw Mo Buwan slashing the knife in front of him, his eyes flashed red, and his voice was deep and cracked.

"The raging flames burn the plains, shaking the ancients forever."

The turbulent spiritual power in Mo Buwan's body turned into a raging fire and poured on Chiyan. As Mo Buwan swung his knife around, these flying insects like dark clouds were instantly incinerated by the flames, and they were instantly wiped out.

Chen Yuming's heart hanging on the tip of the knife finally fell steadily, and after a stagger, he was supported by Mo Buwan. Looking at his rapidly deteriorating wound, Chen Yuming only felt that his whole body seemed to be gradually losing strength.

Seeing that his lips were pale and his forehead covered with sweat, he suddenly said anxiously, "Qi Ming! What's wrong with you?"

"The epidemic poison...it's on it..." Chen Yuming collapsed before finishing his intermittent speech.

It was not too late to understand that the evil scorpion not only had poisonous insects on its body, but itself was a source of poison. The blow that Chen Yuming suffered for himself went straight to the flesh and blood, and he was naturally infected with the plague.

"Why do you want to block it for me?" Mo Buwan held Chen Ximing in his arms and said

Chen Yuming smiled, and said slowly: "Of course I want to, I will...block it for you."

The tears in Mo Buwan's eyes trembled a bit, and said: "Okay, then do you want me to hate you, or do you want me to love you?"

"It's not too late..." Chen Yuming paused every word in his heart, his eyes were already shaking, and he said: "What do you mean by this statement?"

"If you want me to hate you, you just die of such a disease, if not...you just tell me, I will do what you can do to survive." Mo Buwan said firmly

As an exorcist, Chen Yuming has always been indifferent to life and death, but his desire to live has never been as strong as it is now. He tried his best to search for all the ways to save his life in his confused mind, and finally remembered a medical classic. The exchange of blood was mentioned.

"Seal my blood...force out my poisonous blood, maybe there will be life..."

After hearing this, Mo Buwan nodded repeatedly, and then sealed several important points of Chen Yuming with two fingers to prevent the poisonous gas from attacking his heart. Mo Buwan slowly helped Chen Jiaoming up and said, "I can use my true energy to force your poison out, but if the blood flows What should I do if there is too much bleeding? Excessive blood loss can also be life-threatening.”

Chen Yuming only motioned him to do it, and said, "This is the only way, trust me."

Mo Buwan had no choice but to agree, but what he didn't know was that the most important thing in this blood exchange technique was to find someone to donate blood to himself.

And Chen Yuming didn't say a word about it, because he knew that as long as he opened his mouth, Mobuwan would cut his blood to him without saying a word, and he didn't want Mobuwan to be hurt, even if his life was at stake, he wouldn't let him die. May it not be too late to hurt.

Would it be too late to transport the true energy into Chen Yuming's blood vessels slowly, and with the accelerated flow of blood and the sealing of several acupoints, the poisonous blood could only flow out from the wound on Chen Yuming's arm.

Time flies like years, and it's not too late to see Chen Ximing's blood flowing in lines, he is very anxious. He wants to stop but is afraid that the poisonous blood will not be cleaned up. If he doesn't stop, he is worried that Chen Ximing will lose too much blood. The blackened blood gradually turned red, he withdrew his strength slightly

"Qi Ming, is it alright?"

Chen Ximing, who was already on the verge of coma, was already extremely weak. He suddenly lowered his head to look at the bright red blood flowing out of him, and said in a floating voice, "Mmm..."

Mo Wuwan immediately withdrew his hand when he heard it, and didn't even care that such a hasty retreat would hurt himself. He embraced Chen Gongming who was lying in his arms and said, "Qiming, what else should I do?"

"Use your...spiritual power, burn..."

Chen Yuming no longer had the strength to hold on, and buried his head in Mo Buwan's arms. Although he hadn't finished speaking, Mo Buwan already understood what he meant.

"You asked me to burn your wound. Although this can prevent your injury from getting worse, but...it is painful to the bone with ordinary fire, let alone the magic power of spiritual fire..."

Mo Wuwan felt sorry for him and wanted to endure a lot of pain, but if he didn't do so, he would be even more afraid of his life being ruined because of it.

"Ah!" Although Chen Yuming had fainted, he still let out a bone-piercing howl from his throat.

Mo Buwan couldn't bear to close his eyes, and quickly withdrew his hands after treating the wound, then hugged Chen Yanming who had completely fainted and said: "Qi Ming, I lied to you earlier, and I even lied to myself. So I really am, I like you."