The sky is full of fire

Dahaer was about to retreat to the corner of the wall, with a look of horror on his face. At this time, he suddenly raised his feet and kicked a black cloth bag at his feet. He kicked it up, and all the things inside flew out and hit Gong Mohan, Rong Qianzhi and others.

Gong Mohan looked carefully and then he saw clearly what was flying out of the black cloth bag. He shouted: "Stop, don't touch it with your hands and feet!"

However, it was too late for him to say this, Rong Qianzhi didn't recognize this thing. She saw a black thing flying towards her. She raised her feet and wanted to kick it away. Unexpectedly, her feet just touched the thing, but suddenly hurt. The thing was stuck on her feet. She groaned and almost fell to the ground.

"Stop!"

Gong Mohan hurriedly supported Rong Qianzhi, let her sit on the bench, squatted down, and helped Rong Qianzhi take down the things on his feet.

"Husband, what is this?"

"Rat clip, some people use it to catch mice." As he said that, Gong Mohan took off Rong Qianzhi's shoes and socks. Seeing that Rong Qianzhi's feet had been cut by the mouse clip, a long hole was cut out by the mouse clip, and blood oozed out. He felt distressed and asked, "Zhizhi, does it hurt?"

"It's okay, it hurts a little bit."

Rong Qianzhi's mouth was fine, but it seemed to hurt Gong Mohan. He asked Jingyun to take out the golden sore medicine and help Rong Qianzhi treat the wound. He then put on his shoes and socks and said, "Zhi Shi, sit down, don't move."

"good."

Gong Mohan then stood up, and he suddenly turned around and looked at Dahaer. At this time, Dahaer was being held by Pofeng with a big knife. He looked at Gong Mohan with a look of eating him and shouted: "Master, help!"

Before Daha'er's words could be finished, Gong Mohan saw a white shadow flashing through the window at a very fast speed, and his expression trembled!

A hundred miles of dust!

New and old hatreds surged into my heart, Gong Mohan said to Rong Qianzhi: "Zhizhi, you are here to wait for me. This time, I must kill him!" After that, Gong Mohan flew out of the house without waiting for Rong Qianzhi to speak.

"Husband, be careful!" Rong Qianzhi looked at Jingyun and said, "Jingyun, go and follow your husband!"

Rong Qianzhi knew that Gong Mohan and Baili Wuchen's martial arts were just around the corner. If Jingyun helped him, Gong Mohan would have a greater chance of winning.

"yes!"

Gong Mohan followed Jingyun out of the valley with Jingyun, and the white shadow disappeared without a trace. Jingyun punched his fist: "Master, let him run away again!"

"No, we were trapped in the trap of diversion from the mountain!" Gong Mohan frowned his sword eyebrows and suddenly exclaimed: "Stop!" He hurriedly ran to the valley.

At this moment, Gong Mohan was so nervous and even more annoyed. He was too careless. How could there be so many mouse traps in the thatched hut? This is obviously a trap!

Damn, he was actually pecked by an eagle!

When he entered the valley, what caught his eye was the fire in the sky, and the thatched hut was already trapped in a sea of ​​fire.

"Stop!"

"Master!"

Gong Mohan rushed over like a madman. What appeared in front of him was the fire on the Ghost King Slope three years ago, the firelights everywhere, and the wreckage of soldiers burning everywhere.

It seems that history has been staged again, but unlike three years ago, the three thousand soldiers were replaced by his favorite woman!

Qi and blood attacked the heart, Gong Mohan spurted out a mouthful of blood. He staggered and knelt on one knee on the ground.

"Master!" Jingyun rushed over and supported Gong Mohan.

Gong Mohan pushed away Jingyun's hand, stood up, rushed towards the sea of ​​fire again, and wanted to see if the stop was inside.

"Master, it's too late!" Jingyun hugged Gong Mohan and gritted his teeth and said it.

"Let go!" Gong Mohan waved his hand and pushed Jingyun away. He shook his head vigorously: "No, there will be no problem when you stop, no matter how you stop, no!"

And at this moment, a smile came over: "Gong Mohan, the scene from three years ago was staged again. How do you feel? Haha, you can't even imagine what I can't get!"

Gong Mohan could hear that this was Baili Wuchen's voice. The tragic sound rang out in his mind again, and a mouthful of blood spurted out again. He closed his eyes, his legs became weak, and his body fell to the ground.

"Master!" Jingyun hurriedly caught him and exclaimed: "Master, wake up!"

Yan Junyi was hiding behind a big tree. Looking at the situation in front of him, he was very satisfied. He had just learned from his uncle's son's voice but was just a sudden idea. Unexpectedly, it was the most exquisite thing of the entire plan, making his entire plan perfect.

"Master, do you want your subordinates to kill him now?" Chen Bing stood beside Yan Junyi and asked.

"No need, Gong Mohan's guard is very powerful. You may not be his opponent. Also, Gong Mohan suffered such a severe blow this time. Even if he doesn't die, he will probably go crazy. We don't have to worry about him."

"yes!"

Yan Junyi did not stay any longer and left with Chen Bing.

"grandfather!"

The thatched hut was burned out and the fire gradually went out. As Jingyun kept calling, Gong Mohan then woke up quietly. He suddenly opened his eyes: "Stop!"

"Master, Princess," Jingyun couldn't bear to say anything, and just said, "Master, please feel sorry for me!"

"What are you talking nonsense?" Gong Mohan roared angrily, waved Jingyun away, and climbed up from the ground. He turned around and saw several burnt corpses lying in the ruins. His pupils shrank, and his body couldn't help but stagger.

Jingyun hurriedly stood up from the ground. He stretched out his hand and wanted to help Gong Mohan, but he still held it back and followed Gong Mohan silently.

Gong Mohan was cold all over, his head was blank, he lifted his feet stiffly and slowly walked into the ruins.

The corpses in the ruins had already been burnt, and they could not see their true colors at all. They could only judge their identities from the accessories on them.

Gong Mohan stopped beside a burnt corpse, looked at Feng Tiansuo on her wrist, and his body shook suddenly and knelt on the ground.

Jingyun followed behind and didn't dare to speak again. He glanced at him and turned his face away. His eyes were already red and he didn't dare to look again.

Before, when the master was still in a coma, he had already seen him. He had already known that the princess would never come back.

Gong Mohan had no expression on his face. He stared at the corpse in front of him, motionless.

After waiting for a while, Jingyun still couldn't see his master making a sound. He couldn't help but feel a little panicked. He hurried forward, held Gong Mohan's arm, and said, "Master, you want to be more open. The princess has a spirit in the sky and doesn't want to see you so sad."
Chapter completed!