The Melancholy of the National Teacher

"This... this is impossible?!"

Zhulan rushed towards Helian Yu.

Helian Yu gently pushed her hand away, and at the same time called out a small fire spirit, lighting a lamp in the dark.

Zhulan saw that his complexion was indeed as pale as she imagined, and his facial features lacked blood color, but he was definitely not as lifeless as Zhulan thought, nor did he look like he would die in the next moment.Zhulan staggered back two steps, realizing that she had been completely played by this man.

"No," she sat down on the cold ground, gnashing her teeth on her fingers, murmuring to herself vaguely, "Just now you were indeed forced by a half-demon to use sunlight, and every time you use sunlight, it should hurt your body The body is right, the information we got clearly said that..."

"Even if I'm a black witch, I'm still a human being." Helian Yu said.

It is true that black witches use evil witchcraft. Their strength usually does not depend on their own spiritual power and understanding of the world, but only on the strength of the magic bones in their hands. There are countless black witches in history. The power that belonged to him eventually degenerated into something not much better than demons.

But Helian Yu has not fallen, he can easily obtain these powers, and he can also easily discard them.

Just like the Sun Gold Medal.

His spiritual power tends to be dark and gloomy, and is incompatible with the sun's radiant and hot power. When the power of the sun gold medal flows in his body, it will indeed hurt him.

But Helian Yu is not a snowman, it will melt when exposed to the sun.

Da Wu had no intention of explaining her mistake to Zhulan, nor did she want to explain that the sunlight that was released before came from the dagger, which also belonged to the relic left by Naren to him.He only made a gesture, asking Feng Ling to lift her up for him, and put her on the protruding rock opposite him.

"The secret medicine in the drink has been replaced with frozen pomegranate seeds. To be honest, it is not easy to find so many pomegranate seeds in this place, but your plan has been completely exhausted. I think the rest of the time should belong to me," He said. Lian Yu said, "I have a few questions that I would like to ask you."

Under the firelight, the big witch's blue-green eyes were as bright and bright as lapis lazuli.

"First of all, is Commander He's death related to you?"

***

Touching the gold medal of the sun on his forehead, Uren jumped into the bath.

What happened today made the young man dizzy. First, his uncle took him to his father’s grave. Then, at the grave, his uncle handed over the Sun Gold Medal to him. He managed to rush back to the city. After a few breaths, another riot broke out in Cloud Screen City. He followed everyone to the secret passage, but he stumbled suddenly for some reason, and lost sight of the others after getting up.

At that time, Uren was stunned.

...Do you want to run so fast!

He could only grope forward by himself, and soon he found strange people running in the secret passage, who didn't look like the city lord. Uren avoided them, turned out of a trap door somehow, and returned to the ground.

Seeing this room with white carved coat of arms hanging everywhere, Uren realized that he was in the king's tent.

At this moment, the king's tent is not much cleaner than the altar. During the riot, some bastard who deserved to kill a thousand knives kicked over the charcoal basin. The sparks fell on the silk and tanned sheepskin, and burned like velvet. The maids and servants Reluctantly fulfilling his duties, he tried to put out the fire, but buckets of water were poured into the spreading flames without any effect.

After Wulun realized that he was locked in the king's tent by fire, and his throat was hurt by the thick smoke when he shouted, Ulun remembered what his uncle had told him a few days ago.

"The number of wizards who contract with the Fire Spirit is the most. When fighting with such wizards, you need to pay attention not only to the gorgeous and eye-catching fireballs, but also the abnormal temperature rise, vessels that suddenly turn red, and thick smoke. This is especially true in small, unventilated locations."

Smoke can also kill.

Uren panicked for a moment. This situation was too much for a child like him to handle. He barely calmed down until he saw something familiar.

He found the bath.

The bath was filled with water, clean, without any flower petal spices.Ulun carefully recalled Helianyu's instructions, tore off a piece of cotton cloth from his underwear, soaked it in water to get wet, covered his nose and mouth, and jumped in.

Uren celebrated for saving his own life for a moment. Just when he realized for the first time that knowledge is power and was happy about it, a Zoroastrian priestess opened the curtain of the bathhouse.

She and Wu Lun breathed in each other's big eyes, and then raised the silver mirror in their hands. The sunlight was like a flying arrow, drawing a straight line, trying to penetrate the boy.The speed was so fast that Uren only had time to close his eyes.

The expected pain did not come. When Uren opened his eyes again, he saw that the beam of light turned into a small and light ball of light in front of him, floating in midair. The golden light passed through the gap between the hair and the hair, but he could see that the light ball quickly changed from dim to bright, and then exploded.

The witch with burned eyes screamed and fell into the sea of ​​flames, but Uren, who had his eyes open, was still not affected by the light. The boy carefully controlled his breathing, and once again called out a small ball of light.

Then he looked at the shrine maiden who had fallen into the sea of ​​flames.

The witch can walk in the burning king's tent, so she naturally has self-defense equipment. The flames can't burn her. Uren thought for a while, and according to the knowledge he learned these days, he untied all of her body while the witch continued to scream. Something that might have psychic powers.

The witch's hair burst into flames immediately after he pulled out the step shaker. After thinking about it, Uren finally threw her into the bath. As for whether she can escape, it is not up to the young witch to decide.

Ulun escaped from the king's tent with the help of fireproof steps.

He didn't realize that he was no longer panicked or hesitant, relying on his own strength to break through the predicament would bring great changes to people, but it would take him a long time to realize it.

When escaping from the king's tent, neither the attendants nor the maids were there, and two or three witches who contracted with the water spirit took over the job of extinguishing the fire. In such weather, it hardly required much effort to bring down the rain, and the flames were surrounded by rain. , gradually turned off, and everything turned in a good direction. Uren hid in the dark and watched these people. He found that the mood of these people was happy and relaxed, which obviously should not belong to people who had just experienced riots.

This is also true... When the commoners rushed to the altar, the witches and warriors on the altar were defeated at the first touch, and they retreated too quickly. Not someone who cares about civilian casualties.

...So, this is a trap, the boy thought.

Of course the young man didn't know that Yunping City had long been set up as a trap to fight against the Da'an Guoshi, but after the arrival of the Emperor Da'an, even though he and the Da'an Guoshi soon fell into a strange cold war, he and the Da'an Guoshi still had a very tacit understanding. Set up new traps that belong to them outside the old traps.

The bait of the old trap was commoners who had eaten the secret potion, forcing the witch to use a power that would damage the witch himself, leaving him weak enough to die.The new trap uses Dawu and Yunping City as bait to catch all the black hands behind the scenes.

Compared to what Le Dao and Helian Yu wanted to catch, the witches of the Sun Salutation Church were nothing more than a thumb-sized head.But here in Wulun, there is still a lot of trouble.

There was a ball of light floating in front of the nine-year-old boy, and he was confronting three witches. These beautiful women looked at the golden medal of the sun as if they saw mountains of gold and silver. The greed and fiery desire in them scared the boy back a lot. step.This step is to show weakness, and the witches rushed forward like three female leopards.

Uren rolled on the ground, and the ball of light dazzled the eyes of one priestess. She chose the wrong direction and bumped her head into the head of another priestess. They rolled on the ground together, hindering the other priestess. The path of the witch.

Uren, who quickly got up from the ground, turned around and ran, but before he could take two steps, he bumped into another witch.

He looked back, sure that he was surrounded by two sides.

The witch at the back rushed forward with a smirk. She found that the little boy who was the prey continued to run forward without thinking. It was a wrong choice. She thought that her companions would catch him. Grabbing Uren by the collar, he lifted Uren up like a kitten.

The witch who rushed over laughed at her companion, and her companion gave her a smile back, and then...

Le Sheng, disguised as a witch, knocked her out neatly.

"Finally found you," Le Xing said, and he led Wu Lun to run along the path, avoiding the drunks and crazy women wandering on the avenue, "I almost thought something happened to you."

"Where's my uncle?" Uren asked.

"Master Guoshi...probably in the midst of torture." Le Sheng accidentally choked on the air, and after finally calming down his cough, he asked, "Your Highness Ulun, can you do me a favor?"

Le Sheng's requests were almost never rejected, although Ulun felt that what Le Sheng asked him to do was very difficult and beyond his ability.

After losing the trace of Da'an Guoshi, the mob's brains squeezed out of their skulls by drink and food probably came back a little bit, and they realized what crimes they had committed in the cold wind.This is treason, and even if there is inside information, the officials and nobles will not let them off the mob.They heard someone say in their ears that it is better to go all the way to the dark, but when they turned around, they couldn't see the person who spoke.

Going all the way to the dark is indeed a way to fight for life. Some young men are ready to move, but the older ones only feel cold sweat.

At this moment, someone stepped onto the altar.

Uren felt that this thing could not be called an altar, but that it would be more appropriate to call it a pile of rubble. However, it still has a certain characteristic of this altar, that is, it is much higher than the surrounding ground.Even if the short Uren stands up, it can ensure that everyone can see him.

He climbed up with the same hands and feet. When he turned back to look for Le Sheng tremblingly, he saw Captain Feiyanwei giving him a thumbs up in the corner.

It's okay, it's okay, just say a few words.

Uren felt that he had used up all his courage in his life, and he opened his mouth, trying to make his voice less trembling.

"Calm down! Standing in front of you is He Wendu, the warrior praised by heaven, and the monarch of the grassland, the son of Khan Qinglu Naren!"

Helian Yu, who broke through the wall and came out from under the tower of the city wall, heard Ulun's voice.

He raised his eyebrows in surprise, and then showed his only sincere smile that day.

Zhulan, who was dying, grabbed his ankle, her eyes seemed to be stung by the smile on Helianyu's face, the woman was dying to curse, but her eyes never left Helianyu's face.

"Do you think it's just like this... black witch! The army of the tribe... has arrived! You will die! Everyone will die! My Naren... she... she is dead... dead?"

"Ah."

"Was she...painful when she died?"

"Except for being a little worried about me and Uren, she went to the Styx very calmly."

"That's it..." Zhulan's voice was barely audible, "That's it...that's fine."

She closed her eyes, and Helian Yu saw a flash of light on her forehead, and the waves of the Styx took her away.

As a spy of the second largest tribe in the north, she was sent to Naren's side as a maid, but she fell in love with her enemy in the fear day after day. This woman is as sad as her love, Helian Yu thought.

But he has no qualifications to show mercy.

Thinking of her own love, Dawu climbed up the tower very unhappy. As Zhulan said, the border between the night and the earth has been covered by soldiers and horses from afar.

The war is imminent.