After saying goodbye, he didn't even say goodbye, and saw a white shadow flashing, and he actually floated away. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info Zhao Tianshu shook his head with a smile, took Ruo'er's hand and continued to walk towards the city.

"You...... Won't you kill me? The injured Moon Shadow on the side suddenly asked in a low voice.

Zhao Tianshu looked back at the moon shadow who was lying softly by the city wall, and couldn't help laughing: "Why did I kill you?" Killing people is not a pleasant thing. ”

Moon Shadow lowered her head and was silent for a while. Finally, as if she had made an important decision, she raised her head to meet Zhao Tianshu and said softly with gentle eyes: "You...... If the purpose of your entry into the city is to find Wu Xiaotang, I advise you not to go. Because...... for he has fled from the city......"

"Oh? Kindness? Zhao Tianshu was overjoyed when he heard this, and finally got the news of Wu Ruotang after all the hard work. Ruo'er was even more overjoyed, shouting to find her brother Wu quickly. Zhao Tianshu and Ruo'er thanked Moon Shadow, their figures flashed, and they disappeared on the way they came. Looking at their vanishing figures, a deep loneliness and loneliness suddenly emerged in Moon Shadow's heart. Even a stinky monkey-like character like Wu Ruotang has so many people who care about it, but father, it seems that you have never cared for your daughter in your memory. I really want to hold your warm hand, even once...... Her heart was sour, and tears slowly slid down her pale cheeks, shining in the moonlight.

At the same time, at the Fengling Ferry. The east has gradually turned white, and the fresh air has diluted the smell of blood on the soldiers of the Heavenly Demon Eight Banners a lot. After a whole night of bloody fighting, everyone's face was deeply tired, and the bones in the whole body seemed to fall apart, sore and painful.

Rolled blades, broken armor, bloody wounds. Despite this, the eyes of the soldiers were filled with unyielding fighting spirit and the joy of victory. In any case, being able to successfully break through the enemy's bucket-like pursuit and killing net is undoubtedly a thing that everyone should be happy about. In order to regain their strength and prepare for a more fierce battle, the soldiers of the Heavenly Demon Army, who had temporarily escaped the pursuit net, either lay on the ground or leaned against the trunk of a tree, closing their eyes and pretending to sleep.

Hou Ying stood on a raised high post, looking down at the soldiers who were extremely tired physically and mentally under his feet, and couldn't help but sigh softly. Huo Tianyun is not a complete stupid person after all, if he hadn't finally realized that the situation was wrong and chased and killed himself with the elite, maybe the damage of the Eight Heavenly Demon Banners would not be so serious. In last night's battle, the Eight Banners of Heavenly Demons suffered the most serious setback since their founding. The two banners of lightning and Changfeng, which were responsible for breaking through the attack, were more than half damaged, while the Ruijin and Agni two banners, who were responsible for the breakdown, suffered even more heavy losses under the crazy pursuit of the Tianshan Sword Sect, with nearly two thousand fighters and less than seven hundred people able to retreat. Fortunately, the enemy commander Huo Tianyun is not good at jungle field warfare, and he has often made mistakes in offensive and defensive scheduling, and he is afraid of Yang Si's unpredictable use of troops, so he does not dare to do his best, otherwise the outcome of this battle is really unpredictable. Thinking of Yang Si, Hou Ying's brows couldn't help frowning slightly, this was the thing he was most worried about.

Since killing Du Tuzeng, Yang Si has never spoken, lost his soul, and can't do anything, like a walking corpse. At this critical juncture, without Yang Si's support behind him, the future of the Heavenly Demon Army was really worrisome. It turned out that the status of Feng Sanhua in Yang Si's mind was so important, why didn't he see it before?

His eyes searched for Yang Si, who was sitting silently in a corner, and a strong sense of guilt and self-blame passed through his heart. In order to achieve his hegemony, Yang Si has been trying his best to help himself without asking for anything in return, but what has he done for him? In this way, he is really a very annoying character at this moment.

Hou Ying gently walked to Yang Si's side and sat down, wanting to say a word of comfort to Yang Sicheng very much, but when he opened his dry lips, he found that he couldn't say anything. If the pain of losing the love that goes deep into the bone marrow can be soothed with a few shallow words of comfort, there won't be so much sadness and hatred in this world.

"Three hundred miles west of Fenglingdu is Yong'an. The river is narrow, and there is a ropeway across the river to cross the river and go north. After this night's fighting, the Tianshan Sword Sect suffered heavy damage, and within three days, it was unable to gather all its strength and make a powerful attack against us with one blow, so it could only send a few elites to harass us behind us. Therefore, these three days are the best time for us to flee for our lives. As long as we collect fast horses along the way, rush to the Yong'an boundary within three days, and after crossing the river, cut off the cableway connecting both sides of the Yangtze River, the Tianshan Sword Sect has no choice but to take us. After going north, retreat westward, pass through Hanzhong, pass through the Sword Pavilion, and then enter Bashu and return to the Heavenly Demon Palace. Just keep in mind that this way you have to pass through the territory of the Wen family in the "Jiangbei Eight Valves", and you must pay attention to hiding your tracks at all times, so as not to cause unnecessary misunderstandings and make another wave. As if he was just muttering to himself, Yang Si didn't look at Hou Ying beside him, his eyes were just staring at the thin morning light in the sky, and his voice was hoarse and dry, with an indescribable tiredness. As if it was cold, his entire body was curled up, blood oozed from the sword wound under his ribs that had been simply bandaged, and his eyes were empty and lonely when he looked at the sky in the distance. At such a moment, he did not forget to plan an escape route for the Heavenly Demon Army. However, how can he escape from the never-ending sorrow when he is lonely and lonely?

Hou Ying was excited for a while, and choked up: "Mr. Yang Si...... You...... I'm seriously injured, so I'd better rest for a while......"

As if he hadn't heard Hou Ying's words, Yang Si continued: "After this battle, the elite of the Heavenly Demon Palace has lost most of it, and it is no longer capable of competing with the Tianshan Sword Sect, and the great foundation of the Heavenly Demon Palace in western Sichuan will sooner or later fall into the hands of the Tianshan Sword Sect, which is the general trend and cannot be forced. However, the ambition of the wolf son of the Tianshan Sword Sect will never be satisfied with the south of the Yangtze River, and with the support of the huge wealth of the land of Bashu, it is bound to point to Jiangbei and advance into the Central Plains. If my prediction is correct, within a year they will cross the river and go north. Therefore, the best way out for the Heavenly Demon Palace in the future is to temporarily preserve its strength and retreat from Miao Jiang first. The Miao region is complex, with poor mountains and bad waters, and miasma. For this kind of place, the Tianshan Sword Sect will definitely not be interested, and it is precisely the benefit of our Taoguang recuperation and recuperation. When the Tianshan Sword Sect goes north to fight, we will send troops from Miaojiang to attack western Zhejiang. In this way, the Tianshan Sword Sect must be defeated under the enemy's back. (To be continued.) )