I will not recognize the debt of the previous life!

Scene Six: A Scene of Sorrows and Joys ([-])

That night, the entire imperial city was caught in a fire. When the people fled to the city gate in a panic, they found that the city had already been sealed.The fire spread to the whole city, and the flames and the cries of the children and women rushed into the sky.They cried and begged, but they couldn't open the door

On the cliff outside the city, Xu Mo was pushed to kneel on the ground, listening and watching.He saw a woman running away with a baby being crushed to death under the collapsed eaves, and a limping old man trying to survive finally escaped to the city gate, knocking on the burning iron gate with his hands desperately. They were burned until green smoke came out, but there was no hope of surviving, and they had nowhere to escape.

He closed his eyes, but even if he didn't look, he couldn't stop the sad cries and cries for help from reaching his ears.

The cries gradually weakened, but the fire kept burning, blocking all possibility of these people surviving.

He couldn't get up on his knees, in fact he was so badly injured, what could he do if he could get up?Only now did he realize how weak people are, so he could only pray in his heart that the fire would be extinguished soon.

No one would be indifferent to this appalling scene, Yang Cheng's lips were already biting pale behind him, I don't know if it was more shock or disappointment.

Houqing has already left, he has always been indifferent to human life, no matter whether it is life or death, he has no interest in watching.The fire burned for a whole night. I don't know if it was God's mercy. The night was still clear and the sky began to rain. The rain became heavier and heavier, and finally put out the fire, but the imperial city was already in ruins.

He couldn't see anything, couldn't do anything, and was escorted back to the prison car.

Shen Yan was also locked there. Although he couldn't see the scene, he knew what happened.It was still raining, and there was no place to hide from the rain in the prison car, Shen Yan held him in his arms silently, using his body to block the falling rain for him.

Xu Mo has been humiliated by Hou Qing these days and has not given in. He has endured seeing the imperial city being burned, and the pain of breaking bones and gouging out flesh has long been numb, but he shed tears amidst this warmth, with endless despair in his tone.

"Is there anyone else who can defeat him?"

Such a disastrous defeat, can it still be turned around?Is there any hope?How else to fight?

Shen Yan didn't answer, because the answer would only disappoint him.

In this silence, the rain stopped. It turned out that there was a paper umbrella covering the hazy sky above the iron railing of the car. Xu Mo glanced at the person holding the umbrella but ignored it.

The man stood in the rain, holding an umbrella to block the prison car, but he didn't know what to say.His hands stretched out, the rain fell on his shoulders, wet his long hair into strands, and his lips turned purple with cold when the cold wind blew.

Xu Mo thought that he was going to stand till the end of time, but he finally spoke, and what he said was: "I'm sorry."

Xu Mo smiled wryly: "What's the use of saying this now? Shouldn't you have known this would be the end when you revived him?"

These words were so heartbreaking, Yang Cheng's body trembled, and he was stunned at a loss.His clothes were completely soaked, and they were clinging to his body, making his body thinner and thinner. After thinking for a long time, he suddenly made up his mind to put the umbrella on the car and turned around to leave, but Xu Mo sighed helplessly behind him: "Do you think that is the case?" Don't you have to bear the responsibility if you die?"

After hearing these words, Yang Cheng finally spoke: "I was sold as a slave when I was nine years old. It was the master who saved me and taught me how to play flute and read. He is the only person in this world who treated me well. Although he was a little ridiculous in the past , but it is not as violent as it is now..."

Before he could finish speaking, Shen Yan interrupted coldly: "Then do you know that when he treated you like a family member, he hacked my elder brother to pieces and threw my second brother into the frying pan, forcing my brother to death?" Mother? I don't want to hear your nonsense, get out."

Yang Cheng hesitated, "I've never heard of it...but no matter what, I can't betray him."

Xu Mo was tortured several times, and he lost even the strength to reason, so he just begged: "Young Master Yang, can you please stop talking for the sake of saving your life. What does it matter to me?"

Yang Cheng wanted to say more, but saw that he was so exhausted that he didn't even bother to speak, and realized that his words were indeed annoying, so he had to leave.However, within two steps, Shen Yan reached out and took off the rain umbrella, and threw it to the ground in disgust. The paper umbrella fell into the puddle and splashed mud and stained the corner of his clothes.

He also maintained the pride in his bones and did not pick up the umbrella, and his figure silently sank into the silky rain curtain.

Shen Yan looked away in annoyance, knelt up and hugged Xu Mo tightly in his arms, the rain slapped on him, but it didn't hit the person in his arms at all.The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and only the sound of sparse rain could be heard in his ears. His fingers turned white from the cold. Xu Mo raised his hand to caress his cold cheek, and couldn't help but smile.

He did not love the wrong person, this person can still protect him from wind and rain even in desperate situations.

At this time, they heard footsteps approaching them: "Who are you showing this appearance to? Do you want me to take pity on you?"

It was only then that Xu Mo saw Qin Xian who was standing not far from the prison car. He bent down to pick up the paper umbrella on the ground, and opened it to cover the sky above the prison car.

Xu Mo only looked at the thick clouds above the imperial city and sighed, "Did you see that the imperial city was burned?"

Qin Xian looked directly at him and replied calmly, "I'm watching, but so what?"

After saying that, he took half a step back, swung his sword and cut off the lock that sealed the prison car, and opened the door.

Xu Mo didn't know what tricks he was going to play, but just watched suspiciously, their current situation could be changed with hard work, so what's the difference between inside and outside the prison?

There was no time to think about it, and with a bang, the soul suppressing gun and Liuyun sword were thrown at their feet.Qin Xian urged impatiently: "Didn't you hear? Xuan Wei is in the Wan Yao Kingdom, and we must have a way to deal with Hou Qing by joining forces with him. Why don't you go find him soon? You're going to die or live, I'd rather die." annoyed."

Shen Yan said angrily: "You are not allowed to talk about him!"

"Inkstone."

Xu Mo endured the pain and leaned on the railing to kneel and sit up. Rubbing his hands, he struggled to reach for the soul-suppressing gun, urging: "He is right, we can't sit and wait for death. Hou Qing said that the next thing is Guanchen Mountain, The Lei Ze Clan still has you. Although I am disabled, you and Xuan Wei may be able to defeat him."

Since he said so, Shen Yan helped him pick up the sword and put it on his waist, and helped him out of the prison car.

When they got out of the car, the winter rain that had fallen all night suddenly cleared up. Under the sunlight, Xu Mo stood opposite him. The vertical shadows reflected by them intertwined, one south and one north like the two colors of Tai Chi, covering everything.They grew up together, with different personalities. He pretended to be strong, but he had a passionate and soft heart. Qin Xian was always easy-going, but there was a line that could not be crossed, so they took different paths.

He couldn't help but ask, "What about you?"

Qin Xian's eyes were like melting glaciers, and he smiled at him and said, "I will go too. But before that, I still have to go to Guanchen Mountain, otherwise, then Qing will send someone else to go." As he spoke, he patted Shen Yan's shoulder, staring into his eyes and said meaningfully, "The mountain road is difficult to walk, you must take him out."

Shen Yan's eyes were full of turmoil instantly, sensing the meaning of his words, hesitating for a moment, looking at him, nodding solemnly, and said resolutely: "I promise you, take care."

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Yang Cheng didn't know how he walked back, when he came to his senses, he found that he was already standing outside Hou Qing's tent, he always spared no expense in luxury and had fun in time, so that tent was naturally the tallest, most luxurious one.He felt that he shouldn't have come, and was about to leave when he heard Hou Qing's voice from the tent, with a bit of indifference and a bit of impatience: "Say what you have to say."

Yang Cheng had no choice but to bite the bullet and push open the curtain. It was freezing cold outside, but warm inside the tent.Hou Qing was reclining on the spacious tiger-skin chair, his gaze fell on him casually, but Yang Cheng felt that his shoulders were under heavy pressure, and he knelt down silently.His whole body was wet, his clothes and boots were splashed with mud, and even his eyes were blurred, looking extremely embarrassed.

Afraid of seeing the dancing flames, he just bowed his head and knelt without saying a word, and Hou Qing didn't want to talk nonsense, until his clothes were dried by the fire next to him, he silently put the other jade flute at his waist in front of him, and kowtowed Bye, looking up at him, the light in his eyes is like a person walking in the dark night seeing the lights in the distance, but the warmth is out of reach.

"This subordinate thanks Master for saving his life."

How could Houqing not know what he wanted to say, seeing him hesitating, he asked for him: "You went to see that person? Do you also want to ask me why?"

Yang Cheng just shook his head: "Subordinates dare not."

Hou Qing looked down at him from above, and suddenly replied: "I don't have human feelings, so I don't understand what you mean by pity."

Yang Cheng looked up at him and murmured: "You will be angry, you will be happy, and even...you will be afraid. How can you not understand? It's just that no one taught you."

Thinking of that person, Hou Qing frowned inadvertently, his eyes filled with murderous intent, and then someone came to report: "My lord, the prison van was destroyed, Xu Mo and Shen Yan escaped."

His eyes were clouded with darkness again, and his eyes fell on Yang Cheng with a sneer. Although he didn't speak, he was full of sarcasm. Yang Cheng knew what he meant, opened his eyes in surprise, and eagerly explained: "I didn't Betray the master!"

"That's it."

Hou Qing was too lazy to listen to him, so he stood up and waved his hands to let his subordinates take care of him, and strode away with a knife.Worried about the cold outside, Yang Cheng handed him his coat and followed him for a few steps, but was stopped by the guards and returned to the camp.Of course he can force his way in, but if he can't resist Hou Qing's order, he has nowhere to go.

He stared at the soaring fireworks in a daze, wondering if it was right or wrong to repay this century, whether it was sadness or joy to be saved by him, and finally realized in a trance that he had nowhere to go.

After awakening, he pulled out the sharp blade hidden in Xiao Zhong. The sharp blade reflected the red light of the charcoal fire, just like the fire that broke through the sky that day when the capital of the empire was destroyed.

"I only regret not dying in that war a hundred years ago."

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Xu Mo's tendon was broken, and Shen Yan was injured. Even if he didn't look at the footprints left on the muddy ground after it rained, his breath would still leave traces. It was not difficult for Hou Qing to catch them.He followed the trace, but found that this direction was actually the ruins of the imperial city.

To the southwest of the imperial city is the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Monsters, to the southeast is the Immortal League, but to the north is the jurisdiction of the Holy Dynasty. How could Xu Mo and Shen Yan find their own way to escape to his territory?

After thinking about it, Hou Qing knew that it was a blindfold, but it was too late. The young man in front of him with the long sword upside down had been waiting for him for a long time.He was born handsome and unrestrained, but he wore the simple white Taoist robe to look coquettish, and with a smile, even the sky became clearer.

"Don't look for it, this is my battlefield."

As he spoke, he pinched his finger with one hand and recited the mantra.Hou Qing only felt the ground shake, and saw the spectacle of waterfall-like water flowing down from the sky. The water continuously came from an invisible edge, and that direction was... the raging sea.He is a fellow practitioner of Dragon Soul, and the water is his world, but Hou Qing is afraid of water, so how can he fight in the sea?So he poured the water of the angry sea into the entire imperial city, turning this dead city into a vast ocean and his battlefield!

Xu Mo was being walked with one foot deep and one foot shallow by Shen Yan, when he suddenly heard a loud rumbling sound from the sky, he turned his head and saw the magnificent spectacle, no need to think about who can do this, he knows who it is, how could he Unable to guess what was going on, he struggled and shouted like a collapse: "He lied to me! He wants to trade himself for the two of us! Yanyan, help me back quickly..."

Shen Yan looked at him coldly, without saying a word, he slapped him on the back of the neck and knocked him unconscious, then carried him on his back along the mountain road and continued to flee in the southwest direction, holding the fairy tightly in his hand and quietly stuffing it into his palm He knew who Qin Xian asked him to hand over the token of the head of the sect.

He didn't raise his head, didn't stop, he didn't even wipe the tears that slid down his cheeks, he just remembered the words he promised him.

The mountain road is difficult to walk, you must take him out.

In the midst of the huge waves, Qin Xianqiang drew his sword out of its sheath and pointed at him sharply: "Who do you think I am? I am the head of the Qingxiao Immortal Sect! Hou Qing, do you really think we were afraid of you?! "