After a light sound, it is absolutely quiet.

Diesel Salt walked out of the carriage, and he looked at Lin Yi with a very complicated expression, and naturally connected Lin Yi with the supreme existence among the Three Saints of the South Heaven.

He is a worshiper in the palace. Logically speaking, he should be closer to Shen Yue and He Xiuxing. However, the more he has such an identity, the more he knows what the gap is between him and the Three Saints of the South Heaven.

He is already strong enough in the world, but compared with the Three Saints of the South Heaven, if the other party is a tall mountain that is so majestic that he cannot see the top, he is just a child who sheds sheep on the slope of the mountain.

Now he finally understood why Li Moxiao said that Lin Yi is the most worthy of protection here.

He is different from Bai Yuelu, and he does not know how many people the legendary Demon Sect of the Northern Wei Dynasty followed him out of the desert after unifying the practice sects in the Northern Wei Dynasty.

However, in short, it is very rare, and over the years, he has not heard of anyone killing the real Demon Sect clan.

Now, including the one who was killed in the Taoist city, two real demon clan members had already died at Lin Yi's hands.

"Come and have a look!"

Before he felt more emotion and shock, a sound that almost cried sounded on his side.

The one who makes this sound is Rong Yi.

Because Chen Jinru.

This Chen family military advisor, who was probably stronger than diesel salt at his peak, seemed to be in a deep sleep at this time, but blood was constantly seeping on his skin.

His breathing was weak and unstable.

At this time, Rong Yi hugged him and almost cried, but he didn't wake up.

Maybe he will never wake up.

At this time, no one could be faster than diesel salt. With a gust of wind, he immediately appeared in front of Rong Yi who was holding Chen Jinru.

He was originally the one who hoped Chen Jinru's death the most, but at this moment, there was no joy in his heart.

He frowned, reached out to take out a pill and stuffed it into Chen Jinru's mouth, and then used his true energy to cross it.

"How about it?"

Lin Yi walked up and asked softly as he looked at the silent diesel salt.

What he was thinking about at this time was that what Qi Zhuji said sometimes was indeed very reasonable. For example, diesel and salt, an enemy who had almost had a life or death with them not long ago, seemed to have become much closer to him invisibly after facing a terrible opponent.

"It won't be long, if there is no powerful doctor..." Diesel Yan turned around and saw that it was him, and his mind became a little unconsciously trance. In his life, he had never seen any practitioner who could still be so calm after experiencing such a battle, just like no one.

Rong Yi raised his head fiercely.

There was a fog rising in his eyes. He looked at the diesel salt and couldn't help but wonder how he would have been like this if it weren't for you. However, looking at the diesel salt, he felt sad in his heart and couldn't curse.

"How long can you last."

At this time, the last glory of the sunset had disappeared in the sky, dusk swept across the earth, and Lin Yi's face fell into the darkness.

He nodded to Rong Yi and signaled Rong Yi to help Chen Jinru into the carriage to place him.

In the darkness, his brows furrowed together.

Chen Jinru didn't know how long it could last, and they didn't know how long it could last. Taoist City was broken. Even if Xiao Donghuang was seriously injured and dying, it might be able to slow down the movement of his army, Zhongli City and other fortresses everywhere did not know how long it could last.

The darkness completely submerged the carriage.

Although he knew that Chen Jin had fallen into a coma at this time and had no sense of consciousness, Rong Yi still made Chen Jinru's lying down more comfortable as much as possible.

He made more room for Chen Jinru. Looking at Chen Jinru who was like a mud doll, thinking about how powerful this person was in the battle, the sourness in his eyes finally couldn't bear it, and it turned into tears, falling down drop by drop.

His mood was extremely complicated.

Crying at this time seems to be a sign of weakness, and Chen Jinru doesn't seem to have much to do with him, and even to Tie Ce Army, it seems that he may be a potential enemy.

However, such a powerful man seemed to die soon after fighting for the Southern Dynasty, but he still couldn't help but feel sad.

His tears fell on his knees, and several drops fell on Chen Jinru accidentally. He hurriedly wiped them, but his hands trembled unconsciously. In the darkness, he turned his face away and couldn't bear to look at them anymore.

In the darkness, there are also people who are very sad.

The Demon Sect member who always tiptoed during normal walking or fighting stared at the two carriages from afar in the dark, his eyes full of sadness.

In fact, he is also a tribe under the throne of the Demon Sect, and he is not very familiar with the dead companion.

Most of them belong to different sects in the desert they called Tianmo, and many of them have been enemies for generations.

Even if they follow the will of the Demon Sect, after walking out of Tianmo, many of them also implicitly hostile, but at least they can be regarded as similar among the aliens.

Although his choice was not a problem according to their habits, he really did not expect that such a result would be, especially in such a short time, he would lose two companions who came out of the sky mound.

His feet actually hurt.

When most of the true Tantric practitioners in Tianmo start practicing, they will use some unique Tianxia iron and meteorite crystals to cooperate in their practice, and they will also pay a considerable price while gaining powerful strength.

While he has amazing speed, the price is that his feet cannot walk like normal people, and they will suffer severe pain after exerting force.

But compared to pain, what eroded his heart in the dark is loneliness.

There are fewer and fewer practitioners of Tianmo Tantric Buddhism like him, and perhaps few will understand the meaning of their battle in the future.

And the most important thing is that as far as he knows, there are only three existences like him in this area.

Now he is the only one left.

......

In the dark night, on another road leading to Zhongli City, Qi Zhuji took apart a secret note.

This is the military information he sent to him at the fastest speed at home.

When he saw the content of this military situation through the starlight, his breathing completely paused, and his body became drastically cold during the summer night.

When the sun rises tomorrow morning, the Southern Dynasties troops in the surrounding counties will receive such military information.

This will be a disaster.

The military order they received before was to go to Sicheng, where more than 70,000 Southern Dynasties commanded by Lan Huaigong were defended. Lan Huaigong's troops themselves were the main force of Zhou Counties in the surrounding area to resist Zhongshan King Yuanying. However, now Lan Huaigong is dead and Sicheng has been destroyed.
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