Seal of Chaos

It was not until dusk that the troops were withdrawn, and it ended with the loss of a general from the Yaozu.However, everyone in Wumeng City couldn't be happy anyway.There are corpses everywhere outside the city, and the arrows in the city are exhausted. The monster race will not give them a chance to breathe. What greets them at night will be a real siege battle.

Zhou Junti ordered people to collect the fire oil in the city into one place, and counted the soldiers and arrows. The situation was not optimistic.If no reinforcements arrive within a few days, Wumeng City will be destroyed.

Lang Fengke was not sad at all.He didn't place his hopes on reinforcements, but being able to live and die with Zhou Junti was the best ending he could think of.As for the others, why bother to think about it.

23. Chapter of Life and Death: The Eve of the Great War

"Cui Daochi, you have neither faith nor righteousness, so what's the use of living?"

Shi Wudi came, and he walked briskly up the mountain road, seeming to be in a good mood.Behind him is the ghost-masked swordsman who has taken off his ghost mask, Si Buqun.

Lang Fengke couldn't help but sneered: "If you say it's meaningless, I'm afraid no one can compare to your piercing palm."

Zhou Junti silently drew out the Wugui sword, and with a single step, he blocked Lang Fengke behind him.

Shi Wudi didn't intend to make a move, he just said sadly: "So it's Mr. Yuheng. Oh, now that you don't have inner alchemy, I should call you Yuheng trash."

Lang Fengke said angrily: "Without the inner alchemy, I can still pierce your rotten palms, and then pierce your black heart."

Shi Wudi sneered and said: "What's the point of being brave with your tongue? If you have the ability, don't hide behind others!"

Since the other party came prepared, there may be some conspiracy.Seeing that Shi Wudi was aggressive, Lang Fengke subdued his anger and said with a smile, "I'm still willing to hide behind my Ling Dejun, if you have the ability, come and arrest me!"

Seeing that he was not fooled, Shi Wudi stopped entangled with him, and instead gave a very proud salute to the retired Nanye: "Half a month later, Immortal Weiren invited all the immortal monks from all over the world to Zhushan Island to witness him together. The old man ruled the two worlds of fairy and demon." Nanye retreated with a cold snort and turned sideways, not accepting his courtesy.Shi Wudi didn't care, and said to himself: "This invitation from Cangwu must be delivered by me in person to save face."

Lang Fengke and Zhou Junti looked at each other, knowing it clearly.Sure enough, Shi Wudi had caught the mole, or the mole was originally coming towards Shi Wudi.Faced with such a big temptation, Tan Tingzhu finally couldn't hold back.It's just that I don't know why there is such a big battle under the premise of knowing that there is a fraud.

Questions were quickly answered. "Immortal Weiren also has something to tell the two of you, and I just met now, so I won't have to chase after you." Shi Wudi said with a sinister smile on his face, "Reverend Hanzhang is currently visiting under the residence of Immortal Weiren. He will also be present at the grand event on Zhushan Island. At that time, I hope you two will be honest for the sake of Brother Ling and the countless monks on the island." After finishing speaking, he squinted at Lang Fengke's face. face, let out a burst of unscrupulous laughter.

Lang Fengke couldn't hold back the anger in his heart anymore, he almost rushed forward to tear Shi Wudi apart.However, this is not the time to be brave and fierce. Zhou Junti grabbed his hand that was about to make a formula, and said to Shi Wudi first: "Such a grand occasion cannot be missed, we must go to congratulate Xianjun!"

Seeing that he was calm, Shi Wudi knew that aggressive generals would be useless, so he didn't say any more, he shook his sleeves and left the mountain, feeling more relaxed than when he came.Seeing his retreating back, Nanye retired soldier couldn't stand anymore, took two steps back and fell down.Zhou Junti hurried forward to support him: "Senior..."

Retired Nanye raised his hand to interrupt him, and said, "You don't need to comfort me. I was seriously injured back then and it's hard to recover, and my heart is already ashamed. What does it matter if I suffer some humiliation now?" He stretched out his hand to greet Lang Fengke: "You Is it Lang Fengke, the son of Zhou Zaiyou and Miss Langyue?"

Lang Fengke asked in surprise, "You know Xianci?"

The Nanye retired scholar smiled and said: "I can't talk about knowing each other. It's just that Zhou Zaiyou has retreated for her for more than ten years. How could I not know it. There are sons and apprentices like this. His life is really worthwhile. It's just you two, one The body and the soul are not in harmony, the body and soul are about to be separated at any time, a cultivation base is unstable, there is a pill in the body but it has not been refined...cough cough...so much..."

"He only has less than three years to live, can senior do anything?" Lang Fengke saw the situation of the two of them at a glance, knelt down and grabbed his hand, and asked eagerly.

Retired Nanye coughed violently for a while before continuing: "You boy... I am not a real god! It is rumored that there is a medicine in the ghost world called Melting Soul Pill, which can solve his problem. But how to find this medicine, probably only It’s only recorded in ancient books.”

Lang Fengke was suddenly hopeful, but suddenly disappointed, he also fell down and sat down, weakly listening to the Nanye retired soldier continue to say: "Although I can't solve his problem, I can solve yours. Although the refining of demon pills is not a one-off But if you want to speed up, it's not impossible..."

Ten days later, Zhou Junti and Lang Fengke left Cangwu Mountain.They took away the half-life cultivation of the Nanye retirees, and left behind a promise to kill Shi Wudi and Si Buqun.

"Zhou Gan, I have a gift for you." Lang Fengke pulled out a piano from his sleeve as if conjuring.

Zhou Junti tugged at his sleeve and said in wonder: "You don't have a treasure bag, how did you hide this piano?"

"What do you keep teasing me about, do you have some unreasonable thoughts!" Lang Fengke pretended to be annoyed.Then he smiled triumphantly and waved his hand at Qin, which instantly turned into a green bug and flew to Zhou Junti's palm.

Seeing him playing with the bug curiously, Lang Fengke became more and more complacent, and moved closer to him: "I found a Jutong insect spirit on Cangwu Mountain, and I spent a lot of ancient ink to get him Grab it, and it took a lot of effort to refine it. Name it Zhilan, do you like it?"

Zhou Junti shook his head and said, "Not good."

Seeing that the corners of Lang Fengke's mouth instantly lost its curvature, he smiled and said: "The piano is good, but the name is not good. Yuan Youzhi and Li Youlan, you have never dared to say anything."

Lang Fengke laughed and hugged his neck, and kissed him on the cheek.His eyes caught sight of a peach tree beside him, and he stretched out his hand and tore off a section of green branch from it, holding it in his palm to use his mana.I saw a brilliant peach blossom blooming on the branch.He stretched out his hand to pick off the flower, touched it to Zhou Junti's temple, and said with a bright smile, "Why don't we call it Taoyao."

Zhou Junti took off the flower, put the hairpin back on Lang Fengke's temple, then embraced him in his arms, and it took a long time before they separated.

"I also have a gift." Zhou Junti took out a folding fan from his treasure bag and handed it to Lang Fengke.

Lang Fengke's eyes lit up: "When did you buy a fan, yo, the fan bones are still Polygonatum?" He opened the folding fan with a snap, and saw a silk tree flower painted on one side of the fan, and a small pavilion under the flower. Discussion between people.The other side is blank.He thought for a while, but when he turned his head, he saw that Zhou Junti had already prepared a pen and ink in his hand.He took the pen and ink with a smile, and wrote on Zhou Junti's back:

When I am drunk and singing, you are in harmony. When I am drunk, I need you to help me. Only wine can forget my worries, and only you can not bear it.

A few days later, it is bound to be a fierce battle to meet them.But since we are living in the present, why worry about the future.Let him go with violent winds and waves, tsunamis and landslides, let him be demons and ghosts, ghosts and ghosts, as long as he can stand shoulder to shoulder with his bosom friend, nothing is worth fearing.

Perhaps in the future, the two of them will also have a day when their beards and hairs will be white, green ants and new wine, and night chats around the stove. When talking about this period of time, they will be able to recall the bravery of the past and lament the pride of yesterday.

24. Accompanying Chapter: Love and Hate You Don’t Know

At nightfall, the Yaozu launched an offensive again.

Nearly a hundred Zibai cattle with teeth like bulls waved their giant teeth and bombarded the city gate, and thousands of monkey-faced monsters who were good at climbing climbed towards the city tower with iron hooks in their hands.Buckets of kerosene were poured down, and torches were lit one after another. The flames ignited by the corpse oil illuminated the entire night sky, and the scorched smell of burnt fur permeated the entire battlefield.

The Yaozu had almost reached the city wall, but was stopped by everyone in the city desperately.The Golden Lion Empress deeply hated Zhou Junti for killing her husband, and took the lead in attacking the city with the will to die, and then blew up the demon pill in front of Zhou Junti.

The power of this blow almost shattered an entire section of the city tower.Lang Fengke saw this scene from a distance, thought that Zhou Junti was going to die, and it was too late to save him, his eyes were almost tearing apart.However, Zhou Junti did not die, it was Xiao Shanqing who threw him out at the last moment, but he was seriously injured and unconscious.

Zhou Junti narrowly escaped death, his heart was not without agitation.Sending Xiao Shanqing back to the city, and then back to the city wall, the fighting spirit in his heart and the spiritual power in his whole body could no longer be suppressed, almost breaking out of his body.He vented all his anger on the demon soldiers who attacked the city wall, and the more he killed, the more desperate he became.The Wugui sword in his hand was full of the blood of the monsters, and it also hummed excitedly.

On the other side, Lang Fengke stared fixedly at the corpse of the Golden Lion Empress who had been blown beyond recognition, and then at Zhou Junti's almost ferocious face, but felt an uncontrollable sense of grief in his heart.Seeing that the city was about to collapse, and seeing that he was about to die with Zhou Junti, his heart was getting heavier and heavier.He has never had a chance to ask him if he is really willing to live and die with him.He has always been confident, but now he is extremely skeptical.

Suddenly his expression became firm, and he walked to Zhou Junti's side and said, "Zhou Gan, lend me the qin!"

Although Zhou Junti had doubts, he also knew that now was not the time to ask questions, so he took out the Guqin Qiao from his treasure bag and handed it to Lang Fengke.

He took the qin, stroked it gently, then carried the qin up to the tower, stood at the highest point in Wumeng City, and played the qin on his lap.

Among the piano