The bright moon sits on the ground

absurd.

Meng Qiuze watched Qi Qianyuan's figure turn into a drop among thousands of drops of water, and he disappeared in an instant.

absurd.He said these two words again slowly between his lips, silently and imperceptibly, like a gust of wind.

He lived the same life as the sky, commanded thousands of stars, and was never said to be "a burden". He was always able to bring victory, whether it was for Emperor Donghua or Qi Song,? As long as he is there, no matter how dangerous the situation is, it is impossible to lose.

Even though Qi Qianyuan has practiced martial arts since he was a child and is familiar with military books, he is a mortal child after all, and it is difficult to restore this precarious situation.

How absurd, he thought, how could Qi Qianyuan say this so easily, and how could he walk so decisively.

Meng Qiuze knew that this Fifth Highness did not believe in ghosts and gods.The last sentence he replied, "When I pass Huangquan Road, I will carefully criticize your dereliction of duty" is clearly meant to be mocking, because Qi Qianyuan does not believe that the so-called Huangquan Road really exists.

What kind of mood did he have when he said this? Meng Qiuze didn't know.Come to think of it, Qi Qianyuan probably didn't think about anything when he said it, but he was brooding over it, and the torrential rain poured down his thoughts.

The sound of the rain gradually became louder, like a drum beating, but the water droplets were disturbed by the spiritual energy overflowing from his body, and retreated, and scattered in all directions, not daring to wet his clothes.He suppressed the spiritual energy flowing in his body, and the bean-sized raindrops approached cautiously, and soon drenched him thoroughly - he looked at the gray rain curtain in front of him, sneered lightly, and thought, Meng Qiuze's illness How could Yangzi successfully escape the siege, brave the heavy rain, walk through the muddy mountain road, and spread the news to Liuguang Mansion?

Not far away came the sound of weapons clashing, sharp and ear-piercing, just listening to it, as if you could taste the bloody smell rising from your throat.

Po Jun stood in place for a while, finally moved his footsteps, turned around, and walked in the direction of Liuguang Mansion.

There is no need to explore, he knows that he and Qi Qianyuan are walking in completely opposite directions, and if they continue like this, they will never meet each other.

Every step he took was very slow, and the sporadic hesitation disintegrated with the reflection the moment he stepped into the stagnant water. The hem of his clothes was wet by the rain, and it stuck heavily to the knees, with occasional drops of water dripping down It fell and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Qi Song vainly tried to imprison Xing Jun in a cage formed by a corner of the palace, so Po Jun cut off the corner of his clothes without hesitation, and left without looking back, as if in those few years, he had never, never will He would never cast a light glance at Qi Song.

And many years later, Qi Song's son, Qi Qianyuan, asked Po Jun to leave this place, but he hesitated.

The enemy army was pressing on every step, and the soldiers split into two groups, attacking from front to back. Po Jun sensed a faint killing intent coming from the dark, but it was very obvious to him, and there was nowhere to hide. In the reflection of the water, the figures of those soldiers moved slightly.

Look, if you encounter such a situation, a powerless person like Meng Qiuze should die in the wilderness.

Whether Qi Qianyuan trusted him too much or not enough, he couldn't tell, so he felt even more anxious.

General Po Jun put the dagger in his arms that was too exquisite, and he put it in his arms. His thoughts wandered, he didn't even raise his eyes to look at it, and he didn't show any surprise. He easily avoided the soldiers by turning sideways. s attack.

Then, his eyes gradually turned cold, changing from warm and light to icy cold, brewing an ice field full of wind and snow.For a moment, people couldn't tell whether it was the rainstorm or the look in his eyes that sent chills down the spine.

The Qiongzhi Gun appeared silently, he folded his five fingers together, and extended it.The gun was clenched tightly, and there was a moment of silence between the sky and the earth. Then, the cold light pierced the rain curtain, and the scarlet blood splashed out like a waterfall, splashed on the ground, and fell into the turbid stagnant water.

Po Jun raised his hand to wipe away the blood splattered on his cheek, and he didn't hide it at all. He took off his camouflage, and the silver armor tightly wrapped his body. The raindrops fell on the armor, making a crisp sound. , like the sound of the wind blowing the wind.When the gravel touched, it could be seen that the wind was coming, and it was quite leisurely, but when it was placed on him, another kind of chilling and cold evil spirit was born.

It takes at least an hour to travel from Yanghe to King Liuguang's territory, which is just a short time for Po Jun.

Of course he can tell King Liuguang the news immediately, but if he returns with King Liuguang, Qi Qianyuan may feel suspicious when he sees this scene, suspecting that Meng Qiuze can come and go freely even though he clearly doesn't know martial arts... It's hard to explain then.

Po Jun weighed the quiet poor gun in his hand, stepped into the stagnant water with black boots embroidered with silver threads, the blood floating in the water was stepped on by him, and the stagnant water that was not clear at first became even more turbid , yellow, white, red, and eventually brown.

The reason why he is so unscrupulous and does not need to worry about his identity being exposed is because——

In this battle, no living person will see his appearance, and the dead have always been the best at keeping secrets.

As for those who take off their bodies and turn into ghosts, there is no need to worry. They can always detect danger at the first time, and they don't need him to do anything at all. Many mortals are to be wise.

Po Jun didn't want to turn back, and there was no need to turn back. In the vast rain, he held a gun, like a torrent running through the canyon. Wherever he passed, his skin was ripped apart, and his flesh and blood splattered. Many soldiers didn't even have time to scream. Has arrived at the door.

It was Qi Qianyuan who asked him to go, he thought, so he left, heading in the opposite direction, running against Qi Qianyuan.

He is a little numb to life and death, however, every time hot blood splashes on Po Jun with cold rain, he can't help but think, if Qi Qianyuan died, he probably wouldn't have too much emotion, However, he had to admit that if Qi Qianyuan really died, he would feel troubled. The plan that was built in one day fell apart in an instant, how desperate it was.

As the last soldier fell, the scene in front of him suddenly became clear. Although it was rainy and foggy, he could see the Yang River not far away.

Po Jun threw the Qiongzi spear in front of him, and made a tactic with both hands.

I saw that the original dark and mottled lines of the Qiongqi gun gradually faded away, revealing the inner white, as clear as white jade, without any impurities.A few bow-like ribs emerged from the poor soot gun, with the tip pointing downwards, followed by flesh and fur, like wildly growing vines, ignoring the laws of the world, and quickly assembled into a beast, like a tiger, but with eagle-like wings .

It retracted its sharp fangs, lowered its head, and slowly opened its pair of huge wings to show its submission.

Pojun has already cut off Qiongqi's tongue. Although it has something to say, it can't speak. It doesn't know what Pojun is calling it out at this moment. The Liuguang Mansion, which was very close, looked at the place of battle mixed with the bloody smell coming from behind him, and finally looked at Pojun Xingjun, the beast was full of doubts.

"Go and watch Qi Qianyuan for me."

Qiongqi was overjoyed, upon hearing this, he wanted to leave immediately.

Po Jun briefly looked at Qiongqi, as if he had read its mind, before it could turn around, he frowned and overturned his own words, saying, "You haven't eaten flesh and blood for a thousand years, and you I'm afraid I don't know how to repent."

Qiongqi shook his head again and again.

"You don't have to go." Po Jun didn't like it, and he knew that although Qiongqi showed his surrender, but his stomach was full of flowers, once he got out of his control, he might show his previous vicious look, "You Come with me to Liuguang Mansion."

Qiongqi was very disappointed, and couldn't help but think that most of its strength had been cut off by Po Jun long ago. To use it as a mount, to be honest, it would be faster for Po Jun to go to Liuguang Mansion by himself. Pojun Xingjun, what are you thinking?

It kept muttering in its heart, but it couldn't ask, and didn't dare to ask, so it could only respectfully bow its head in response.

Along the way, Qiongqi deliberately slowed down his pace according to his instructions. The wings of the sky separated the rain curtain. If there were ordinary people, they would only see a stream of water flowing across the sky. Of course, at this time, no one would be so stupid as to It's raining outside, so stay at home.

Pojun Xingjun didn't like to talk to people originally, and when facing Qiongqi, he didn't even want to say a word.

Qiongqi could feel that he was in a bad mood. Although the Pojun Xingjun was not happy at all, but such a gloomy and dense wind and snow that was about to condense into reality was suppressed by him forcibly, and it was brewing instead. Gives another hint of danger.So Qiongqi became more and more cautious, trying his best to keep his wings away from Po Jun, so as not to accidentally touch him and get burned.

For this short distance, it was forced to fly for half an hour.Qiongqi thought, if this matter got out, it would probably be ridiculed for its fierce reputation, not to mention Shangxian and Qixing, those little gods who didn't know what to do would dare to laugh at it.

It secretly made up its mind that it must never let this matter get out, only it and Po Jun knew it was enough.

Seeing the Liuguang Mansion finally come into view, not only Pojun Xingjun, but even Qiongqi felt a little relieved.

As a result, Po Jun insisted on not going down. He held his breath and stood on the eaves of the palace, with his arms crossed and his eyes raised to see the stars hidden behind the rainstorm and clouds. Do anxious next to.

It went around and around a few times, couldn't take it anymore, leaned over and touched Po Jun's waist lightly - Qiongqi swears, its strength is absolutely light, even a rabbit in the world can't be hit to death - In the end, Po Jun viciously grabbed the piece of flesh at the back of the neck and picked it up. The fur turned into quicksand, and the flesh and blood turned into breeze, and it was stripped off again, leaving only the spine.

I don't know how long it took, but Po Jun reckoned that the time was almost up, so he turned into Meng Qiuze's appearance. Illusion is always very useful at such a time. Pretending to be dying and having a high fever is not good for him. It's easy to say.

Meng Qiuze staggered, his body was covered in mud, his hair was disheveled, and he could hardly stabilize his figure. As soon as he stepped on the steps of the palace, he couldn't hold on anymore, his knees gave way, and he fell straight down.The guard at the door was about to chase him away, walked over a few steps, and barely recognized him as the person who used to serve Qi Qianyuan before, was taken aback, and wanted to ask him what happened.

He showed a delirious appearance. In fact, his consciousness couldn't be more lucid. Naturally, it was impossible for him to say those words directly. He just kept shaking his head and chanting about the King of Liuguang, as if he wanted the King of Liuguang to come out in the middle of the night to greet him. He can't.

The guards seemed to have noticed something, and one of them turned back and entered the palace. Not long after, King Liuguang rushed over. He was obviously still asleep not long ago, his hair was tied up in a mess, and his robe was loosely wrapped around his body.

Meng Qiuze noticed that the people in the next room probably heard the movement and were woken up, so he pushed open the window, and only half of his face was exposed through the gap. There was still sleepiness in the brows and eyes. It was a girl he didn't recognize.Vaguely, he felt that this person's appearance was somewhat similar to Qi Qianyuan, and there were sporadic memories churning in his mind. He knew that Qi Qianyuan had probably mentioned it to him.However, he has no time to think about it now, because he has already focused all his attention on the Liuguang King.

He managed to support himself up, but his hands and feet were weak, and he couldn't get up no matter what, his feet slipped and he fell down again.

King Liuguang saw that Meng Qiuze was in a mess, not only muddy but also bloodstained, probably injured somewhere, so he raised his hand to stop him, squatted down, and leaned over to ask him what happened and where is Qi Qianyuan .

"Second Highness... I have made a move against Fifth Highness, the enemy is outnumbered, His Highness is still near Yanghe, if it is later..."

Meng Qiuze seemed to be heaving a sigh of relief, his breath was like a thread, and before Liuguang Wang continued to ask, he passed out completely.

Po Jun no longer cared about Liu Guang Wang's reaction afterward.He transformed the astrolabe into Meng Qiuze's appearance, even if a mortal doctor came to take his pulse, he would not be able to see it. The only drawback is that the astrolabe has lost its martial arts and has no wisdom. At least during this period of time, Meng Qiuze might not be able to wake up for the time being, but this also helped him to confuse many problems.

Po Jun hid his figure again, turned and left, and rushed to the never-ending rainstorm to Yanghe.