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Volume 6: The Smoke Rises Thousands of Miles Chapter 411: The Blood Is Still Not Cold

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    (Full of blood and full of demons, resurrected on the spot. Recommend a song: When I Miss You, by Wang Feng. I have been listening to it for a long time and have shed tears.)

    Snowflakes fluttered in the wind and fell on Du Linlou's hair, shoulders, and some drifted into his neck, but soon turned into water stains. Although the weather was cold, the hand Du Linlou held  Still steady, his gaze fell through the snow shadows on Qian Duoduo and his group who were drifting away, on the Lihuo City that had stood for thousands of years, on the corpses that were too late to deal with, and finally  His gaze stopped at the west side of Fire City. Just when his gaze was fixed, a picture appeared in his mind - a home that is easy to ignore but the warmest.

    Du Linlou has forgotten the last time he played in Du Mansion. That empty and unfamiliar place has always been in decline in his memory. Just when Lu Tianxing ordered him to take charge of the Qilin Army,  He went back once - standing in front of the dilapidated gate, he saw the fallen plaque, scattered tiles, and the long-dead green pines.

    Then he turned around and left silently.

    Like the Gongsun family, those aristocratic families in the early days of the Yan Kingdom were crushed under the wheels of history and never saw their previous prosperity.

    Thinking like this, Du Linlou lowered his eyes slightly, looked at the Waning Moon Scimitar in his hand, and then walked towards the tent. There were warm spirits, delicious mutton, and burning coals in the tent.  Du Linlou held the seat where he was sitting with his left hand, and started to drink from the wine glass in his right hand.

    Hulun Qinghan looked at Du Linlou and remained silent, while Mo Xiao stood at the door of the tent and turned to look at Lihuo City in the distance.

    After finishing the pot of strong wine quickly and saying "good wine" softly, Du Linlou stood up from his seat. When he came to the center of the tent, he looked at Hulun Qinghan and asked: "Are you going up one by one or are you going up?"  Together?"

    Hulun Qinghan looked outside.

    Du Linlou, who knew something, walked out of the tent.

    Mo Xiao turned aside, and Du Linlou came to the outside of the tent. Looking at the five monks from Lingxiu Mountain outside, Du Linlou raised the Waning Moon Scimitar in his hand.

    With the cold light flashing and the wind and snow freezing, Du Linlou's body turned into a shadow and spun rapidly in the open space outside the tent, while the monks formed a sword formation to trap Du Linlou in it.

    Listening to the constant sound of weapons clashing, Hulun Qinghan came to the door of the tent. Mo Xiao, who had been watching the battle, saw Hulun Qinghan coming out. Looking at the figure getting slower and slower, Mo Xiao couldn't help but feel a little regretful.  Said: "Keeping him may be more useful than killing him."

    "He will not surrender." Hulun Qinghan shook his head.

    "If he is willing to surrender, please spare his life." Looking at Du Linlou, who looked a little pale after being hit by a sword, Mo Xiao said with some sympathy.

    Hearing Mo Xiao's words, Hulun Qinghan hummed softly, and then walked forward: "Du Linlou, if you beg for mercy, Dahan will spare your life."

    "I have no intention of leaving alive." Du Linlou said with a smile on his face: "But if you want to kill me, you will probably have to pay a price." After saying that, Du Linlou raised his Huangquan knife and pointed it at the man on the left.  A monk chopped down - ever since he was injured, Du Linlou has been using the trick of injuring the enemy by eight hundred and damaging himself by a thousand. The same was true with this knife. A long sword stabbed Du Linlou in the shoulder, and Du Linlou  The sword energy on the Waning Moon Scimitar made a monk vomit blood and take two steps back.

    The snow is getting heavier and heavier.

    The blood is still flowing.

    Without wailing or leaving, Du Linlou waved the Waning Moon Scimitar in his hand again and again.

    The knife never leaves your hand, the knife is always with you.

    Qian Duoduo, who was walking along the west wall of Lihuo City, suddenly stopped at this moment. Looking back to the north, he could only vaguely see some sporadic firelight. He felt something was wrong in his heart. At this moment, he could only hold on tightly.  Apart from clenching his fists, he didn't know how to get rid of the irritability in his heart.

    "If Du Linlou runs away, no one should be able to stop him." Seeing Qian Duoduo stop, Zhai Rongguang turned back and took two steps to Qian Duoduo's side and said.

    "He is a general, how could he escape?" Qian Duoduo smiled bitterly.

    "Let's go, tell the mistress the news quickly, maybe there is a way." Zhai Rongguang said and took the baggage from Qian Duoduo's hand, but Qian Duoduo refused, "It's all money." After saying that, Qian Duoduo said it himself  Then he laughed, but his laughter was uglier than crying: "Now I really feel that money is really not important sometimes."

    From the military camp south of Fire City, a gust of wind blew up and lifted up a corner of the military tent. Looking at the swaying firelight, Qi Luoge moved her eyes away from the death toll that had just been reported. Feeling a little depressed, she came to the tent.  Outside, butBut his heart became even more irritable. Looking at Lihuo City in the north, Qi Luoge felt an unspeakable sadness in his heart - Qi Yuqiong died under her arrow, and now his body is still hanging on the cold city wall.  Qi Yuqiong's dying cry rang in his mind, and Qi Luo Ge suddenly became dazed, as if she had returned to the days when she stood on Qingyun City to resist the invasion of Mang Kingdom a year ago, just as the snowflakes fell on Qi Luo Ge  On his face, Qi Luoge quickly woke up.

    Thinking of Qingyun City, Qi Luoge couldn't help but think of the Qi family army. With her family's unrequited grudges unresolved, she looked in the direction of Lihuo City for a moment, and then a face appeared in her mind - Su Qin retreated from Qingyun City, and now  They should have arrived in Ningguo, and Du Linlou should have left with Su Qin, right?  Thinking like this, Qi Luoge suddenly became extremely sad for some unknown reason.

    "It's snowing heavily in the Yan Kingdom now. I don't know how Ye Ruoshui and the others are doing." Hei Ling stood at the door of the hall and said looking at the night outside.

    "The longer it drags on, the worse it will be for them." Wang Qifa said and sighed softly: "Lihuo City is the capital of the Yan Kingdom, with high walls and thick walls. Now that Lu Tianxing has transferred soldiers from other cities, it will be difficult to defend.  Attack, coupled with such bad weather, Lu Tianxing is probably secretly laughing now."

    ¡°There are so many cultivators over there, why don¡¯t we just go and kill Lu Tian?¡± Makino muttered quietly to the side at this time.

    "If Lu Tianxing was so easy to kill, I'm afraid he would have died hundreds of times. Even if the cultivator sneaks past the protection of many guards, don't forget that there is still Zhang Zhangzhang." Bai Qi said and glanced at Makino: "Yes.  Tian Zhu Sword¡¯s Zhang Duanzhang¡¯s strength has greatly increased, we must be careful.¡±

    "What if it's a master like Du Linlou?" Hua Qingwu, who remembered the battle outside Qingyun City, said at this time: "If we count the days, I'm afraid he has arrived in Lihuo City by now."

    "I asked him to leave with us, but he insisted on going to Lihuo City." Su Qin said with regret, "I'm afraid he has something to worry about." After saying that, Su Qin looked at everyone in the room: "  Du Linlou saved my life, I always have a bad feeling when I think of him, I hope I am worrying too much."

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