I was flustered, grabbed the bedding, leaned against the cabinet, my hands and feet were shaking. When I think of seeing the living dead with skin removed in the secret prison that day, I get scared. I don't want to be such a beast.

"If you are asked to die, there will be a red light in the candle shade, and we can't explain it to the city lord, so it is logical that we should pay the previous debt first," the rudder lord changed his tone and angrily scolded him. Secret Forest."

A few people pressed me so that I couldn't get rid of it, but I had to follow them obediently.

On the way, I wanted to scream, but I realized that I was a dumb; I wanted to run away, but I realized that I was blind.

The forest is shady and shady.

In a hostile atmosphere, I seemed to be back in the secret prison again.

For some reason, they all stopped as they walked. I couldn't help but stop.

Then a gust of wind blew on the face, and only felt that the hostility in front was very heavy. The oncoming wind is accompanied by a fresh smell, as if the place where I was led to by the coldness just now. It's just that it seems more dangerous here, I just feel the violent hurricane battered my face like a knife.

"Changsheng, you shouldn't be alive. The reason why the rudder master erased your memory is because the rudder master has known your identity for a long time, but because of the red light of the candle, he is afraid that the city master and the princess will learn about it. The purpose of this game is clear to you and I. You really shouldn’t stay here. Below is this blood-smeared wasteland, and the Qimai wildfire will make you lose your skin," Yuan Ce supported me and said with a smile. , I don't know when, his tone was so calm, "This is also one of the reasons why they didn't appeal for you later."

Why are you telling me this?

I think Yuan Ce looks extremely cold.

It turns out that the underground hostility and violent wind are the power of the Qimai Wildfire. No wonder, my heart will throb.

I shook my hands and shook my head frequently.

He patted me on the shoulder and continued: "After receiving the wildfire, Leng Qi will send you to the wild land. From then on, there will be no such person as Drunk Changsheng in the world." He stuck to my ear. Talk in detail.

I broke free, turned and walked quickly, before I took a few steps, he grabbed my wrist, and then the helmsman slapped me back with a backhand slap.

The rudder master sternly said: "Who will come to save you in madness? In this world, you shouldn't exist. Your existence is a mistake. If you get in this bloody wasteland, no one can see clearly. You look like you." Then, he pushed me hard.

I staggered, my heels were unstable, my feet were off the ground, and I fell.

...

I just feel that the ground is hot.

Without a trace of wind, the four loneliness are all raging fire. I was rolling on the ground.

"Changsheng! Changsheng!"

I seem to hear someone calling me.

I took out the hot jade pendant, when the wild fire started to burn me. The jade pendant is broken.

My mind was blank, and many familiar images suddenly appeared. In the Qing Palace, I am a minor servant of Emperor Guangxu, the past of the Summer Palace, the street of drunk family violent corpses, I am the drunk monarch of Qishan Mountain in Kyushu. , Under the Jueyun Pond, is my shadow.

I was gasping for breath, but my heart was very tired. All the epiphanies, these memory fragments recombined with the shattering of the jade pendant, tightly squeezed in my mind, I covered my chest, painfully, trying not to remember.

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It turned out that grandpa and aunt's entrustment were right. They are to let me break the blood curse and find the candle. From now on there will be no more Kyushu and Seven Mountains, no more illusionists, this is also the mission of Nan Huan Zuijun.

Take up the sword, you will be a god of war.

My muscles are twitching. It turned out that all this was in the dark. Before the jade pendant, after the jade pendant, the jade pendant was broken, and the truth became clear. Candle shade, candle shade, is my belief.

In fact, many people told me: Changsheng, you will never live forever in this life, even if your face will not be old, but you will eventually experience ups and downs, you will still be betrayed. Because only then will you become more tenacious. Tenacity is the most important quality of a god of war.

And there are a lot of people wishing me to die because they want to make the world more complicated, and the seven mountains of Kyushu dominate the world. But the world must be peaceful, no one can go against the sky. The reason why Jueyun Jianling arranged all this was for his own sacrifice.

The former Linglong was the messenger who escorted me to the candle shade, Princess Luo Qing. Each of them has the same mission, how can I avoid it?

My destination is the candle shade under this bloody city. The Qing Palace, Drunken Home, and the Seven Mountains of Kyushu are all slowly leading me here. But here is full of danger.

They didn't know that I was wearing a jade pendant that broke the blood curse, and the Qimai wildfire couldn't fade my skin. It could only hurt me and awaken my memory for me.

How desperate I crawled in the wildfire underground, bruised and bruised. Skin trauma is not important, but I am at a loss.

If I can, I would rather be an ordinary man. The relationship between the seven mountains of Kyushu and the whole world requires me to solve it, but I am destined to become the master of this battle.

A blue light is like a bright arc, opening a halo of ice blue. The long dress was eroded by the wildfire, and she supported me: "Changsheng...Do you remember me?"

I raised my eyes and looked at: "Linglong." My throat can make a sound.

It turns out that everything in the blood-stained city is the reflection of reality, Yuan Ce is Li Xun, and Mu Yan is Zui Changxiao, everything is the opposite.

"That day, you were pushed down from Jueyun Pond by Li Xun, and you came to the blood-coated city. I also jumped into Jueyun Pond with you. A mortal who was washed by the water in the pond must die. By accident, I am Luo Qing who is missing from Qishan Mountain in Kyushu. . I am the messenger of the bloody city, helping you find the candle shade." She smiled.

"But Linglong, once I rush through the bloody city in the shadow of a candle, I will be the god of war. There must be a catastrophe between the seven mountains of Kyushu and the whole world, but if the war does not break out, it will be against the sky, and the common people will be even more troublesome. Hazard. This battle will be charcoal," I slowly stood up, "I want to go back, and wait until I look at this world, before I come back to the bloody city to look for candle shade, okay? After all, it was mine over there. Family."

The vast sea is twilight, the wildfire burns, blindly cool.

The silver finger, the blood coating the city was blood red. Rudder Master was wondering, Linglong had already pulled me and drove this blood-red halo to escape from the bloody city.

My time is running out. I know that this battle is going to be fought sooner or later, and now I also understand the sustenance of the drunk family. For the rest of my life, it is just for the blood-stained city.

Withered tung leaves fall, flying and clouding. The lone goose returns south, it is a good autumn.

The circling ripples are like the prosperous blossoming flowers, and there are endless cloud pools.

There was no trace of temperature on the ground, and I opened my tired and sore eyes. He was dressed in white, but his sleeves were stained red with blood.

The cold wind of ecstasy swept in, faintly scented.

Linglong wanted to help me, but I shied away.

I lay prostration on the cold ground, and Jueyun Jianling jumped up from the pool with a "swish".

"Gong Ying Nan Huan Drunk Lord." Jian Ling turned into a young guy.

Jueyun Sword Spirit is the oldest of these Qishan Mountains in Kyushu, how can I bear his hand-in-hand composing ceremony. He hurriedly got up, exchanged a few words, and flew to the Drunken Studio on Yun'er alone.

I haven't seen the red clouds in this drunk photo studio for a long time, and it really makes people deeply intoxicated.

With a wave of my long sleeves, the white light shook, and the door was opened.

The eldest brother's face seemed ugly.

He cast his gaze inadvertently, his eyes widened suddenly, his mouth opened as big as a fist, and he stared at me in astonishment.

I haven't seen it for a few days, it seems that I am a little old; maybe something big happened in the seven mountains of Kyushu, which made the eldest brother work so hard.

I staggered and couldn't stand firmly. He rushed over and supported me. In addition to the surprise, he also noticed the blood wounds and hostility on my whole body.

He stared at me blankly: "Xiaosheng, Qimei Wilderness..."

I was a little sleepy, and blinked and said yes.

However, the eldest brother, who has never shed tears, is crying today.

"I'm sorry," he buried his head. "Actually, I knew it very early. Once the war starts, the Qishan Mountains of Kyushu will probably no longer exist. We illusionists of the Qishan Mountains of Kyushu will at most be reduced to ordinary mortals, but you It's different. Become the God of War and you will die..."

Brother Changxiao's words seem to be very pertinent, but he has heard such words many times. But from the mouth of him, my only dearest relative in this world, it was very cruel.

The oblique moon is like cold frost, ten miles of fallen leaves, a lone wine, but also sad.