The black moonlight brother dressed as the male protagonist

The old man finally released them from the Clothes Tomb, because he couldn't get out of a ghost, so he begged Gan Ting to stop Qinghe, even if it wasn't for the whole family, he didn't want Qinghe to be destroyed forever.

Xianyang City.

Fang Cun looked up at the tall city gate with his head up, dumbfounded.

In front of the city wall, a golden barrier spanning the entire royal city was built, blocking everything. The huge barrier illuminated the sky and the earth. The carp jumped over the Xianyang city gate and swam in the fiery red magma.

Fang Cun's eyelids twitched, and he scolded: "Is this fish crazy? Do you want to burn or drown the people of Xianyang City?"

The invisible barrier turned Xianyang City into a huge pond, and carps swam around the gate of the city.

Gan Ting stared at the city gate, "Let's find a way to get in first."

Fang Cun was about to be sweated by the hot rock at the city gate, "How do I get in? I'm sure I'll be burnt bald."

Gan Ting turned his head and smiled at Fang Cun.

This terrible laugh made goosebumps drop all over the floor, and he took a step back, "What do you want to do...what?"

Gan Ting said calmly, "It's up to you."

"I?!"

When Qinghe arrested them, he didn't seal up Fangcun's spiritual power. Facts have proved that Qinghe did the right thing. It doesn't matter if Fangcun's spiritual power is not sealed.

His own sword was already unstable, and now he brought Gan Ting, the two of them were floating in the wind, precariously on the verge of falling.

Fang Cun was ashamed, "I seem to have seen this scene somewhere..."

Gan Ting was in a good mood, and expressed his novelty to this rickety Yujian, "Yeah, I haven't made any progress, it's still such a waste snack."

Fang Cun threatened viciously, "Be careful I'll throw you down."

Gan Ting stopped arguing with him and looked down at the red Xianyang City, with fiery magma pouring down every inch of the land.

"I saw Jian Jian!" Fang Cun shouted loudly, and waved his hand in the direction of the Taishou's mansion in the distance, "Zhi Jian!"

The golden roof of the prefect's mansion is very high, standing tall in Xianyang. Qian Jian took the children to hide in the secret room of the prefect's mansion, but the magma was boiling hot, so he had no choice but to flee to a high place and take refuge on the cornice.

The distance was too far, Qian Jian didn't seem to hear him, and he was focused on helping the little boy in front of him wipe his sweat, and the baby in the swaddle was crying endlessly.

"噗——!" Hongfeng suddenly pressed down with a black cloud, hitting around the cornice and turning into a puddle of magma rolling down, silver flowers and fiery trees were shining brightly.

Qian Jian quickly protected the children behind him and drew his sword to resist.

Holding the pen, Qing He hung in front of Qian Jian with a lofty attitude and forced him: "I will give you a chance, as long as you hand over the others, I will leave immediately, and those children will not be hurt, otherwise, the magma will surely The entire city of Xianyang was submerged."

The children hid behind Qian Jian and shivered. Qian Jian held his sword in both hands, "Thank you for your kindness, but please allow me to refuse. If you want the people of Xianyang City, you should step on my corpse first."

Qinghe closed his eyes irritably, gritted his teeth and said, "I don't know what to do."

"boom!"

As soon as the words came out, flints fell to the ground overwhelmingly, the temperature was getting higher and higher, the flames were smoldering, the magma surged, and the rapid rise visible to the naked eye was approaching.

Qian Jian was already in poor health, and he was as weak and sick as Fang Shenyue. Even though he had survived the catastrophe now, facing such a formidable opponent, he still had more than enough heart but not enough strength.

The overwhelming maple leaves were blocked in mid-air and floated to the barrier, falling sparks scattered, the light burst and slid down, Qian Jian reflexively closed his eyes, and stood in front of the children, waiting for the hot sparks to strike.

"boom!"

There was a cracking sound, and Qian Jian raised his eyes slightly, and a sword hung upside down in the air with a cold light, and its sharp edge blocked all the sparks.

"Your Highness?"

"Here, are you okay?" Fortunately, Fang Cun remembered the spell given to him by Xiao Pixiu, and activated it at this critical moment, saving Qian Jian's life.

Seeing Fang Cun and Gan Ting again, Qing He was furious and said, "How did you get out! Teacher Mingming is guarding the tomb, how could you get out without spiritual power!"

He said loudly, "He let us out."

Qinghe stared angrily, "Impossible! It is our clan's mission to kill Qin Wu! It is impossible for him to let you out!"

Gan Ting took out a golden bead from his cuff, which was a token given to them by the old man, "Stop it, there are thousands of ways to get revenge, but this is the only one that will not only disturb the safety of the world, but also cause you to suffer backlash."

Qing He's eyes widened, and he looked at Jin Zhu in disbelief, it was the teacher's personal belongings, but Qing He still turned a deaf ear to it, "You two are powerless trash now, what right do you have to persuade me! "

Holding the pen, Qinghe wrote Qian Jian's name on the rice paper.

Fang Cun's face was livid, "Between! Be careful with the pen in his hand!"

For a moment, the mountains and rivers shook, the red maple and flint shot straight into the sky, the landslides and ground cracked were deafening, Yin Hong and Jin Hui entwined and rushed straight to Qian Jian.

"Qian Jian, right? You dare to protect them! Die for me too! Die for me!" Qinghe laughed, frantically writing words cursing Qian Jian on the paper.

The violent impact hit the money one after another, raising a cloud of dust.

"Between!" Fang Cun hurriedly rushed over.

"Ahem..." The dust gradually dissipated, Qian Jian covered his mouth and nose with one hand, and waved the dust beside him with the other. There was no injury on his body, and he was safe and sound.

Fang Cun was stunned.

"Impossible...this is impossible!" Qinghe couldn't believe it, holding the pen and said madly, "Why is this pen useless to you! Why!"

Seeing that the little carp was crazy, he couldn't bear to pierce the square inch, and said in a low voice: "Because he is an old friend who has been abandoned for a long time."

Just kidding, the author's person is the owner of this pen between rounding the money, how could it hurt him.

Qinghe gritted his teeth, "What did you say?!"

Fang Cun pretended to be stupid, "It's nothing."

Qian Jian was a little confused, "Long Abandoned? Such a familiar name."

Before Qian Jian could recall who Chang Abandoned was, the pen broke free from Qing He's hand, slowly hung in the air, and finally stopped in front of Qian Jian.

Fang Cun's face was full of shock, what?So simple?This special meow is the halo of the legendary hero, right? !

"Did I hug the wrong thigh? Between us is the golden finger hero?" Fang Cun stretched out his hands and threw himself at Qian Jian, "Jia Jian! I'm Cun Cun, come here and let my brother kiss!"

Gan Ting frowned, raised his hand and lifted his collar to stop his idiotic behavior.

Seeing that the general situation was gone, Qinghe just laughed at himself, raised his sword and put it on his neck.

Qian Jian unceremoniously waved his hand and knocked down the sword in his hand.

Qinghe raised his eyes and glared, "If you want to kill or cut, it's up to you."

Qian Jian said softly: "Don't be afraid, I won't kill you, I just want to know what happened 20 years ago."