Chapter 312: Blood rain

The dog looked at the shooting star, then closed his eyes and ignored him.
The meteor saw it so, and then lay on the grass, looking at the blue sky and white clouds, feeling a little bit inexplicably emotional.
In Le Qicheng, Wufeng thought that Yunguo should be solved by him himself, but now he understands what Feng Aotian's intention is? He said that he wanted to stay by her side and did not want to shoulder the responsibilities of Yunguo. She gave him a promise. Now, let Longyin go forward, he raised his eyes and looked at the people who were still fighting under the tower, calmly. With a smile, he turned his eyes to look at Xing Wuyun, "You said it will take a few more days for Long Yin to capture the country of Yun?"
Xing Wuyun looked at the windless, his legs folded, just glanced at him lightly, raised the tea cup, raised his eyes and looked forward, "It's only half a month left."
"Half a month..." Wufeng smiled again, "Actually, I am more suitable for mountain life."
Xing Wuyun could hear the meaning of his words. He didn't want to be involved in the court. Yunguo was always a nightmare for him. He had no love there, only hatred, but in Wuxiemen These days, he gradually forgot all the calculations and hatred of Yunguo. He was unwilling to go back and get involved in the vortex of those disputes, but later, when he met Feng Aotian, he returned to Yunguo for her and entered. Gong, until now, he is reluctant to enter the world from beginning to end, he has his own persistence.
"In the future, the affairs of Yunguo will have nothing to do with you." Xing Wuyun looked at Wufeng. "Did you figure out something?"
The windless side looked at Xing Wuyun, "Well, I figured it out, I understand what I haven't seen through before."
"What?" There were drums and gongs in the ears, weapons colliding, roaring and killing, but they were still able to talk and laugh in such a situation.
"Really." Wufeng raised his head and looked into the distance. Nowadays, the smoke is still everywhere, and the smoke is enveloped. However, he can see the brilliant sky through the smoke.
Xing Wuyun's mouth ticked, "You only see through it now?"
"Yeah." Wufeng nodded, "Before, I never knew what the true heart was, maybe, I never did."
"Really?" Xing Wuyun stepped forward and patted Wufeng, "You have been suppressing yourself, always letting your own heart drift around, but you should look back. The talents around you are the most important thing. ."
"Yes." Wufeng looked at Xing Wuyun, "Are you talking about yourself?"
Xing Wuyun raised his eyebrows, looked directly at Le Ling, and then said,
I used to be like you. I couldn’t see what true heart is. It’s just because I locked my heart and thought I was deeply in darkness. My heart has long been darkened, so where does my heart come from?"
No wind curled his lips and smiled, "It turns out that we are the same sick."
"Otherwise, how could you become a senior brother?" Xing Wuyun's mouth twitched, "He is also a person I once respected, but he has gone too far."
Windless looked at Le Ling sitting on the carriage, his handsome face, and the snow-white brocade robe was not stained with a trace of dust, "Fortunately, I haven't gone far."
Xing Wuyun smiled and patted Wufeng's shoulder vigorously. This intensity is a kind of trust and a kind of relief from him.
Feng Aotian had been extremely at ease these days, and his life was very leisurely, but he was waiting for their victory.
Meteor has been listless these days, and the black green under his eyes has become heavier. He raised his eyes and looked at Father Cat with a grievance. He wanted to cry but couldn't cry.
The cat father-in-law looked at him all these days, and he was a little surprised, "What's wrong with you?"
Meteor leaned against Father Cat's arms in a daze, and squirmed a few times, "I feel so tired to be alive."
Father Cat listened to him, chuckled, then touched his head, "How old are you?"
Meteor raised his eyes and glanced at Father Cat, and replied feebly, "It's not too small."
Mr. Cat saw that the meteors weren't the same as he used to laugh all day long, "Are you sick?"
"Yes." Meteor nodded, "Heart sick."
"What's the matter?" Father Cat couldn't help asking.
Meteor whispered, "I have always been restless in the night and have some strange dreams, but I don't remember it after waking up. What do you say?"
Father Cat raised his hand and grasped the pulse of the meteor. Seeing that the pulse was stable without any discomfort, he looked at him again, "When did it start?"
"Come back from the altar." Meteor leaned weakly against the cat's arms and whispered.
Father Cat saw that the meteor is indeed the case, "I'll fry you some medicine to calm the nerves and brain, and see if it works."
"Okay." Meteor nodded, and then dropped his head, lying on the soft couch.
Feng Aotian glanced sideways at him, "Did you dream of what you saw in the holy pond?"
Meteor raised his eyes and glanced at Feng Aotian, shook his head, "I don't know, I can't remember anything."
Feng Aotian looked at Meteor like this, and then said, "It should be all right after a while, anyway, it's not like thinking of spring."
Seeing Feng Aotian teasing him, Meteor became more and more unhappy, and said in a low voice, "Holy Lord, Meteor is still small, so I don't think about spring."
Feng Aotian curled his lips and smiled, tilting his head and looking at him, "Not too small."
Meteor snorted coldly and turned his head not to look at her.
Upon seeing this, Feng Aotian got up from the soft couch and walked outside the camp, and saw Leng Qianye standing alone on the grass in a daze.
She took a step forward, suddenly wrapped him around his waist from behind, hugged him, looked sideways, and stared at him, "What are you thinking?"
Leng Qianye turned around and hugged Feng Aotian in his arms, "I am thinking of the emperor."
Feng Aotian squinted her phoenix eyes slightly. Today she passed a crescent brocade robe, the style is the same as Mu Hanjin Suri's, but the outer robe is white gauze, and her handsome face shows a faint soft light. A bit fierce, a bit more gentle.
Leng Qianye lowered his eyes and stared at her blankly, and suddenly approached her ears, and asked softly, "When does the emperor plan to give the minister a physical examination?"
Feng Aotian twitched the ghost and charm at the corner of his mouth, raised his eyes and looked into the distance, "Can't wait?"
"Yeah." Leng Qianye replied truthfully, "The emperor, do you know that holding it like this every day but not being able to do anything is a torture for the minister."
Feng Aotian lowered his head and looked at him, then raised his voice and laughed, "Then it is better to hit the sun than the sun."
"No." Leng Qianye shook his head, "The first time the minister can't be so hasty."
Feng Aotian twitched his mouth and looked straight at Leng Qianye, "Then what do you want?"
Leng Qianye rubbed Feng Aotian's cheeks, her indifferent countenance flashed a gleam of light, "Naturally, she wants to choose a good day."
"Okay." Feng Aotian responded happily, "The day is up to you, and the master is waiting for your arrangements."
"Okay." Leng Qianye looked down at Feng Aotian, with a bright smile rising from the corner of his mouth. He had never smiled like this before, but looking at it like this made him look more handsome.
The cat father came over with the fried medicine, watching the successful smile flashing in Leng Qianye's eyes, he curled the corner of his mouth, and then walked to Feng Aotian's side, "Master, but want to go in ?"
Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at Father Cat, smiling and replied, "Master will be outside."
"Yes." Father Cat raised his eyes and glanced at Leng Qianye, then turned around and entered the camp.
Meteor was still lying on the soft couch, feeling weak. When Mr. Cat saw him like this, Shi Cai was less jealous of Leng Qianye's birth. He stepped forward, put the tray down, brought the medicine over, and looked at Meteor. Drink it."
Meteor leaned softly on the soft couch, took the medicine, pinched his nose, and drank it with his head up. Father Mao pinched the candied fruit into his mouth, suppressing the cry of Meteor.
Meteor was holding the candied fruit, and felt that the bitterness in his mouth gradually faded. He raised his eyes and looked at Mr. Cat, "I don't know if it works."
Father Cat looked at the meteor, "It should work, but you are not a human being."
Meteor raised his eyes slightly to look at Father Cat, and whispered, "I am a human."
The corner of the cat's mouth clicked, and he followed his words, "Yes, you are a human being, and you are not a human being."
Meteor glanced at Father Cat again, "Why does this sound like a curse?"
Father Cat hurriedly supported the meteor to lie down and covered him with a blanket, "Close your eyes and sleep."
Meteor glanced at Father Cat reluctantly, then closed his eyes obediently, and after the medicine took effect, he heard the sound of even breathing.
The dog looked at the meteor like this, but with his dark eyes open, he glanced at it.
Long Yin took 300,000 horses, and now only lost 50,000 horses. Now he has captured half of the city of Yunguo. This makes Yun Wuxu in the capital panic. Mo Fan is the most powerful general of Yungu, but he cannot The war dragon that has resisted these thousand years, then, who else can resist? Is it true that innocence is going to perish Yun Nation?
Yun Wuxu thought this way, and put all his hopes on the secret technique in Wufeng's hands. He immediately sent someone to pass the message to Wufeng, if he did not give the secret technique to Wufeng within five days. He, he destroyed the Tianlong cicada.
Wufeng received the letter from Yun Wuxu, turned his eyes to Xing Wuyun, "Is he trying to die with me?"
Xing Wuyun just smiled uninhibitedly, "This Tianlongchansi can know the future, but you have to sacrifice your life. To her, you are more important than this Tianlongchansi. Therefore, you don't need to care, he will destroy it if he wants to destroy it. ."
"Yeah." Wufeng nodded. If he had been in the past, he would have been reluctant, but now, he has become more and more indifferent, and vowed to ask what is more important than staying by her side?
Yun Wuxu waited for five days, but he didn’t see any news from Wufeng. He was immediately angry and became angry. Now, Long Yin is even more powerful, speeding up his attack on the city and sweeping the pool. During the first battle, now 25 days have passed, and a total of 2 million people have been wiped out in the country of Yun, but he has only lost 80,000 horses. Such a disparity has never been seen in this thousand years.
Jin Yao admired Long Yin even more. She raised her eyes to look at the city in front of her and was about to be taken down. She turned her eyes to look at Long Yin, "The general is really martial, and now, the 100 cities in the Yun Nation have already captured 80%. It’s just around the corner to flatten the country."
Long Yin raised his eyes and looked at the tower in front of him. The setting sun shone on his handsome face. The depth of the blue wave was even more lingering than the afterglow. He just smiled faintly. For the past twenty-five days, he has been He is constantly fighting and rarely rests, but his heart is very at ease.
Yun Wuxu looked at the hundreds of officials in the Jinluan Temple and under the high hall. They were all silent and without ideas. He just waited for him to give orders. He had planned for so long before he was on the throne of the emperor. Is he going to be taken away like this? He is not reconciled.
After the next dynasty, Yun Wuxu went to the secret room alone, took out the dragon cicada silk that day, and studied it carefully. What exactly is this secret technique?
There are still twenty cities left, and the generals sent out are either killed or captured alive. Now, there is no more general to send, he can only put all his hopes on this heavenly dragon cicada silk.
In Caicheng, Gu Yefeng’s ears were not shouting for killing, but for the cheering of the soldiers. It was because, at Shicai, after a month of hard fighting, they finally put down the rebellion. He put his hands on the city wall, hanging Looking at the corpses under the tower, there is no joy, but a heavy weight.
Standing beside him, Feng Qianning also sighed, "This is only a rare occurrence."
Gu Yefeng turned his eyes to look at Feng Qianning, "I don't know how many people will die?"
"It's not you who died, or I died. This is the law of survival in the world. You and I can't escape." Feng Qian's eyes were cold and cold, and Fu Han was stained with blood. His face was full of blood, and he was instructing the soldiers to clean up the corpse.
The rebels who came here never survived, and they were all wiped out. It was not that they were unwilling to stay alive, but that these rebels had no intention to live, so they had to kill them all the way.
Gu Yefeng sighed with emotion, "I'm afraid another wave will come."
"Yeah." Feng Qianning nodded, "It's just that this wave will be more turbulent."
Gu Yefeng looked at the people under the tower only as unexpectedly. Fu Han went up to the tower after a while, looked at Feng Qianning and Gu Yefeng, and whispered, "They are all sons of the Zuoxiang."
Gu Yefeng also thought about it. He didn't expect it to be true. He looked at those people, but smiled, "Good death."
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Feng Qianning looked at the coldness in Gu Yefeng's eyes. She knew that after this battle, Gu Yefeng had seen more clearly some things, the cruelty of this world.
Feng Aotian got the good news from Caicheng and smiled. Father Mao looked at her, "Master, I didn't expect that Princess Qianning, Lord Ma, and King Ping are really capable."
Feng Aotian looked at Father Cat and said with a smile, "Master always believed that they would defeat the rebels."
Grandpa Cat knows what kind of arrangements have been made in each place. She has been arranging them one by one. At first, he didn't understand why Feng Qianning and Fu Han stayed in Caicheng, but now she understands.
Meteor has improved a lot in the past few days, although he will dream, but it is less, and now his complexion has improved a lot, raising his eyes to look at Feng Aotian, returning to the previous smile.
"Holy Lord, is there still a wave in Caicheng?" Meteor asked with a smile looking at Feng Aotian.
"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded, "but I'm afraid this group of people will never go again."
"Why?" Meteor asked puzzledly.
"Because Leling now has no extra people to attack Caicheng. He now wants to put all his energy on Xing Wuyun." said, "In a few days, Yunguo is attacked by Long Yin, so there is nothing left. Leqi will go down, and Le Ling will fight to the death."
Meteor nodded, "Holy Lord, this should have been calculated by you in the morning?"
Feng Aotian looked at the meteor, "Little devil head."
The meteor smiled, and then leaned forward, "Master, when everything is calm, will this place become more lively?"
"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded, "Master has been waiting for this day."
"Long Yin came, it's just a matter of grabbing hands." Meteor said with a smile.
Feng Aotian looked at Meteor, "This battle is a decisive battle between the Lord and Xuanyuan Yu. No one else needs to intervene."
"Does the master want to be in charge personally?" Father Cat couldn't help asking.
"Yes." Feng Aotian nodded, "He wants to go out in person."
"The minion is with the master." The cat father said quickly.
"Meteor too." Meteor hurried forward.
Feng Aotian looked at them, "Just stay by your father's side."
Father Cat nodded, he knew what this battle meant, what Meteor suddenly thought of, a headache, and he held his head and stopped moving.
Seeing him like this, Feng Aotian then hugged him into his arms, looked down at him, his complexion turned blue, and said in a low voice, "Be calm and calm."
Meteor quickly closed his eyes and stopped thinking about it. After a while, he gradually recovered his complexion. He raised his eyes to look at Feng Aotian, crying aggrievedly, "Holy Lord, is Meteor dying?"
Feng Aotian raised his hand and tapped his forehead, "What nonsense?"
The shooting stars looked at Feng Aotian, "But, why is this?"
Feng Aotian also felt strange, and then turned around and saw that the dog had been unharmed, she continued, "Master will take you back to the holy pond."
"Yeah." Meteor nodded, and then leaned weakly in Feng Aotian's arms, wondering if this was the real scourge?
Father Cat looked at Meteor like this, and he was really uncomfortable. Thinking of what Meteor had said before, he felt even more disturbed.
Leng Qianye and Mu Hanyao stepped into the camp. When they saw that the atmosphere in the tent was very solemn, the two looked at each other, "The minister sees the emperor."
Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at Leng Qianye and Mu Hanyao, "Caicheng has been stabilized, and it seems that Yunguo will not be too late. Now only Xing Wuyun is left. Xuanyuanyu has also received news. On Sunday, once the rebellion subsides, Xuanyuan Yu will do it, and you two will make arrangements early."
"Yes." The two responded immediately.
Feng Aotian then put the meteor aside, then got up and got down on the soft couch, then walked to the side of the book table, then opened the secret letter, wrote it down, and handed it to both of them, "Master will leave for a few days, you two will follow The above arrangement is."
"Yes." Leng Qianye and Mu Hanyao took them with both hands, raising their eyes to look at Feng Aotian, "When will the emperor be back?"
Feng Aotian raised his eyes to look at Leng Qianye, and said with a smile, "How are you preparing?"
"Still preparing." Leng Qianye looked at Feng Aotian, "The minister is waiting for the emperor to return."
"Okay." Feng Aotian responded with a smile, eyes flashing with thick soft light.
Mu Hanyao looked sideways at Leng Qianye, seemingly weird. He and Mr. Cat looked at each other, each thinking.
Early the next morning, Feng Aotian left the border with Meteor and headed to the altar.
Father Cat also stayed in the camp, but the dog did not follow. He stepped forward and touched the dog's head, "These days, the master is not here, you can keep me company."
The God Dog glanced at Mr. Cat and looked very lazy, but it didn't say anything about the delicacies made by Mr. Cat.
Seeing it like this, Mr. Cat couldn't help but smile, "It seems that you are really interested in meteors. It's a pity that you are not a human being. Even if you are a human, you are a male."
The dog listened to Mr. Cat talking to himself, then turned his head away from him.
Father Cat gave a low laugh, then got up, took out the unfinished robe from the closet, and then sat on the soft couch and started sewing.
Mu Hanyao looked at Leng Qianye and asked curiously, "Are you hiding something from me?"
Leng Qianye chuckled, "This is a secret, I can't say it."
A smile flashed across Mu Hanyao's stern face, "Could it be?"
Leng Qianye smiled indifferently, and said no more.
It was three days after Feng Aotian rushed to the altar with a meteor. After falling into the altar, he saw that the saint had recovered her spiritual power and was meditating in the hall. When he heard the sound, he raised his eyes and saw Feng Ao. When Tian and Meteor came back, she immediately got up and walked forward to Feng Aotian's face, "Subordinates see the Holy Master."
Feng Aotian looked at her and whispered, "Has the holy pool changed in the past few days?"
"Everything is normal." The saint replied truthfully.
"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded, "Master takes Meteor to the holy pond again."
"Yes." The saint replied, and then led the way forward.
Feng Aotian watched the saint step forward respectfully, turned his eyes and glanced at the meteor, and then walked to the side of the holy pond. Feng Aotian took the meteor and jumped into the holy pond.
The saint stood by the pool, watching Feng Aotian enter the holy pool, then turned and left.
When he fell into the holy pond, the meteor looked at the surrounding clouds and mist, his head suddenly ached, and his face showed pain. Feng Aotian then fell, looking at the white light everywhere, and then looked at the meteor. Lifting his palm and pressing it on the fourth white light, the body was immediately involved.
Feng Aotian placed him in the center of the altar, and Meteor immediately sat cross-legged and began to adjust his breath.
She was observing the surroundings, which seemed to be different from when she came last time. The situation that she saw in the future emerged in her mind, and then a fourth white light appeared, and then she did it again. In the future white light, when the palm was placed on the white light, there was no response. She then placed the palm on the other two white lights, and there was still no response. She couldn't help but feel a little surprised. How did this happen? thing?
Feng Aotian returned to the fourth white light and saw the meteor vomiting blood and fainted in the middle of the altar. She hurried forward and helped the meteor to rise. It was strange that she didn't sense the spirit of the meteor. Power?
She raised her hand to explore the meteor's spiritual power, feeling more and more strange, then raised her hand to gather the spiritual power again, and then shrouded him, closing her eyes and holding her breath.
When the saint returned to the altar, the sky suddenly remembered a roar, followed by thick clouds, and suddenly it started to rain, but the rain was bloody, soaking the white jade of the entire altar.
The saint was shocked, she had never seen such a sign, it was really blood flowing, and then she saw the two envoys rushing in, and the white clothes on her body were also dyed red, "saint, this is..."
The saint hurriedly went up to the front and sat in the center of the main hall, then used her spiritual power to probe, and then said, "The holy lord is in the holy pond now, waiting for me to come and see.
"Yes." The two envoys left and right responded, and then followed the saint to the holy pond.
I saw that the water in the holy pond was also blood red, and the whirlpool appeared again, and the saint’s eyes flashed with a touch of astonishment. She raised her eyes to see the rain of blood pouring down, knowing that the holy altar never rained. This is the first time in a thousand years. The last time there was a rain of blood on the Saint Clan, it was also the event that the Saint Clan was almost extinct. This was a sign of the extinction.
The right envoy looked at the saint beside him, lost in thought, and couldn't help asking, "Holy woman, what should I do?"
The saint knew her current spiritual power, and entering the holy pool would definitely be a death. However, she didn't know what was going on when Feng Aotian entered the holy pool, she couldn't help worrying.
"Everything waits for the Holy Lord to come out." The saint said lightly, and then stood by the holy pond and waited quietly.
Seeing this, the two ambassadors did not say much, and they also stood beside her patiently waiting.
Feng Aotian was in the white light, not knowing what was happening outside, the spiritual power of the meteor was slowly gathering. At this moment, the sacred pillar in the center of the altar suddenly shook and made a violent noise. Feng Aotian raised his eyes. Seeing that the sacred pillar seemed to collapse in an instant, her eyes darkened, and then she got up, her palms condensed spiritual power, resisting the sacred pillar.
However, the spiritual power that was gradually gathering in Meteor was dispersing again at this moment, Meteor was vomiting blood again, obviously unable to support it.
Feng Aotian looked at the meteor, "Meteor, hold on."
Meteor sat slowly, holding his eyes closed, and began to gather spiritual power.
The divine dog far away at the border was closing his eyes and taking a nap, but suddenly felt something was wrong, and then got up and rushed out of the camp.
When Mr. Cat saw this, he rushed out, but he saw that the dog had already disappeared and disappeared, he said, "What's wrong with it? Why did he leave suddenly, looking in that direction, as if he was going to the holy The way of the altar, is it..."
Thinking about this, they turned around quickly and were about to leave. Leng Qianye and Mu Hanyao came to see Father Mao anxiously, "Daddy Mao, what's wrong?"
Father Cat raised his eyes and looked at Leng Qianye, "The dog Shicai rushed out and disappeared to the altar. I am worried that something happened to the master."
Leng Qianye heard what the father-in-law said, and then looked at Mu Hanyao, and saw that the father-in-law had stepped out of the camp and was about to leave.
Mu Hanyao stepped forward to block the path of Father Cat, "Dear Cat, the dog might know something. Even if you rush away now, it won't help."
Father Cat looked at Mu Hanyao, "I can't stay here and do nothing."
Leng Qianye looked at Father Cat, "Hanyao is right, Father Cat, even if you rush now, maybe the problem there will be resolved."
Grandpa Cat looked at them and stood there for a while, but he still felt uneasy. Then he called the soul hiding in the dark, "Tell the news to Mu Hanjin, he is a member of the Wind Clan. There should be news."
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