Chapter 1139, The Healer's Heart

Under Ran Tianluo's order, the large and small formations on all sides suddenly changed their shapes, and they quickly withdrew outward, and the cold air was exposed, immediately forming a large encirclement, and the rich spiritual power overflowed, forming a protective layer of ring. The countless monsters and dragon giants in the array still didn't understand why the shoe iceman retreated back in twos and threes. The ice ball in the air had exploded, and the arrows that flew out in time swept back in all directions, and the speed and strength were even more amazing.

The sudden addition of the Iceman Clan caught the Kunpeng Rebels and the Lombard armies off guard, and even though the Kunpeng Rebels had lived on the continent for a long time, they had never fought against the Icemen. Who knew they were so powerful. For the Lombarians, those eight giants were a nightmare, although they were huge, they were agile and maneuverable, both in speed and strength, they surpassed them too much, and as soon as they stood down, thousands of Lombers were lost under the hands of that giant. The enemy army couldn't slow down for a while, like a frightened bird, and for a time he withdrew his troops in a panic.

This was almost the first large-scale retreat since the Lombard army changed its strategy. The Iceman Clan, together with the allied forces and the Immortal Alliance, pursued the victory and forced the Longbo army to retreat back to the southern foot of Kongsang.

The time of the battle was less than one-tenth of the battle of Shoulong City, but the casualties were staggering. The battlefield was covered with a thick layer of corpses, like a messy pile of pebbles piled up on the shore. Countless swords, spears and swords were inserted on it, and the cold edge pointed straight at the long sky, where the blood clouds were spreading, the wind was blowing, the grass was swaying the old leaves, and the blood beads falling on the leaves fell to the ground one by one, quickly invading the mud and disappearing.

Looking at the corpses all over the ground, Shi Yunyang couldn't help but feel worried in his heart, and in a trance, it seemed that he had returned to more than 10,000 years ago, and the bloody battle scenes at that time appeared one by one. Ran Qianluo quietly approached behind him, hugged his waist, and his body trembled a little desolately. Shi Yunyang gently pressed her hand and said, "Are you okay?"

"I don't know how long this kind of scene will last, I'm really tired of it. She whispered. The voice was too weak, like a weak wind through the forest, unable to stir a young leaf that had just sprouted, and could only be hoarse.

Shi Yunyang said in a deep voice: "I'm tired of it too, but what can I do?"

As soon as he entered the water demon turtle's nest, Ran Tianluo did not immediately go to the council office to meet with the leaders, but asked a soldier to lead the way, and took the temporary healing place under the city on the east side. The situation in the wounded barracks is always very miserable, and even if there is misery on the battlefield, it is tragic, in addition to sacrifice, there is blood, there is fury and hope of victory. But here there is only pain and death. The wailing sound was like a broken requiem, like a claw tearing at one's heart and lungs.

Shi Ran and the others walked in front of a wounded soldier of the Immortal Alliance, who was dressed in yellow and seemed to be a disciple of the Thousand Machines Palace. One of the wounded soldier's right arms was a blur of flesh and blood, almost flesh. The two soldiers held him down to stop him from convulsing. In order to prevent him from biting his tongue and killing himself, someone had already stuffed a ball of cotton cloth in his mouth, but he bit it tightly, and the cotton cloth was already covered with blood.

Shi Yunyang couldn't help frowning, and said, "It looks like he was stepped on by the Longbo giant." ”

Ran Qianluo hurriedly stepped forward, only to see two lines of tears rolling down the man's eyes, and his eyes looked at her, desolate as snow. As if begging her to give herself a good time. She looked at the two female disciples of Qinghai Pavilion beside the man and said, "It's not okay for you to tie him up so hard, he will die of severe pain." ”

The two female disciples were in a hurry, and they didn't notice anyone approaching them. As soon as I looked up, I saw a woman in white nearby, the snow was over her knees, her eyes were blank, and she knew that it was the ice lord of the Iceman Clan. Now she is a big man, and everyone can see it in the first battle. The two disciples did not dare to offend, and hurriedly got up, their chins standing to the side. Ran Qianluo bowed down beside the disciple of the Thousand Machines Hall. The female disciple was stunned, and suddenly said, "Lord Ice Lord, let's leave this place to us, beware of being stained with blood." ”

Ran Tianluo raised his head slightly, as if looking at her, and said calmly: "His name is in your hands and mine, if you are afraid of being stained with blood, how can you be a doctor." The female disciple bowed down and said, "Yes, the junior is wrong. ”

She smiled slightly, turned to look at the disciple of the Thousand Machines Palace, gently supported his body, and said softly: "Don't be afraid, your right hand can't be saved." I'll take it off for you. After a while you won't be so miserable. ”

Tears suddenly welled up in the eyes of the disciples of the Thousand Machines Hall, and they nodded again and again. Ran Tianluo sealed his meridian acupoints. The cold qi brewed in his hand, slowly freezing his stump into ice, and then the spiritual power turned into a blade, gently cutting off his right arm. Blood suddenly gushed out, splashing large patches on her white clothes, dyed little by little, like the wind blowing a thick layer of crimson that had just landed.

She used the power of ice to freeze his wounds, and used her spiritual power to slowly penetrate the power of the bloodline into the man's body. Gradually, the man stopped talking, and his convulsions became smaller and smaller, until he finally fell into a deep sleep. Ran Tianluo stood up, the female disciple beside her had already hurriedly handed over the handkerchief, she took it and wiped her hands, while explaining some medicine matters. He turned to another wounded person.

Such a fairy-like ice and snow beauty suddenly appeared in the wounded barracks, which attracted countless eyes for a while. She just didn't smell it, approached one by one, checked the pulse, stopped the bleeding, amputated her limbs, and the white clothes on her body had already been dyed bright red, but in the eyes of others, this bright red made the beauty like rouge make her more charming. Seeing this, many of the injured forgot to cry out for pain, and many female disciples of the Immortal League even threw a strong sense of worship.

"His internal organs were already broken, so he made a soup with silkworm pills supplemented with Qianghuo and rice wine, and gave him a small amount to take. Eight to nine times a day, without interruption. She wiped her hands and said calmly.

"Qianghuo and Tian Silkworm Pill complement each other and have been taught. A female voice came from behind her, Ran Qianluo felt a little familiar, and her consciousness spread, and she was suddenly shocked. Because the person who came was none other than Shui Yingrong, the old pavilion master of Langfeng Pavilion who wanted to kill them when he was in Chang'an.

Shui Yingrong smiled lightly and said, "I didn't expect us to meet again, but we were in the middle of war again, I really don't know if it's fate or sadness." ”

Ran Tianluo turned around, gave a salute calmly, and said, "Senior Shui, don't come to harm?"

"I haven't changed much, and I don't dare to take the word senior, but I haven't seen her for a few months, but Miss Ran has changed a lot. He became the ice lord of the Nine Shades of Hanze. But what the girl hasn't changed is still a benevolent heart. It is truly a blessing to the human world. She couldn't help but smile with relief.

"The world is in turmoil, and the beacons are full of fire, but what is the use of me having a benevolent heart. Ran Tianluo said helplessly.

Shui Yingrong said: "The world is in chaos, if even your benevolent heart is lost, what is the meaning of this world." This sentence was a very high evaluation of her, Ran Qianluo naturally understood it, she bowed in return, and said, "Why are your predecessors here?"

"Langfeng Pavilion is divided into two factions, the east and west, the west is Kunlun Mountain, and now it has gradually declined, and the eastern Langfeng Pavilion is still the main force. I was originally one of the elders of the Langfeng Pavilion of the Eastern Sect, and when I heard that there was a war in Penglai, I rushed over. ”

"Senior Gao Yi. Ran said.

Shui Yingrong waved her hand and said, "Now I'm just a little elder, but Miss Ran is the overlord of one side." If Shui Yingrong was offended before, he also looked at the two Haihan. She bowed her hand. Shi Yunyang said: "What Elder Shui did is not wrong, you are for the people, and so are we, even if there is some overlap, it is inevitable." The two of us had some adventures because of that accident. It seems that there has been an arrangement in the dark, and the past has long passed. Ran Qianluo also nodded.

Shui Yingrong smiled comfortably and said, "I'm here to invite the two of you to discuss the matter." If you two are free, let's go now. The East Wangjun and the Cangyun Alliance Leader are still waiting for the two. ”

Ran Tianluo saluted: "It's me who is rude." Please go first, and come after I change my clothes. ”

Shui Yingrong answered. A soldier approached and led the two men to another place. When she arrived at a stone house, Ran Tianluo changed her clothes again, and Shi Yunyang gently pushed the door in, but saw residual tears hanging from the corners of her eyes. He understood everything at once, and walked over and took her in his arms. Now she no longer has a warm body temperature, and no matter what time it is, there is a strong coldness coming from her. His hair has grown grayer, and his complexion has become more desolate, and he seems to be much quieter and more mysterious than the previous Ran Tianluo.

"Maybe in the future, I will always be such a cold person. There is no temperature, there is only pain and cold when you hold me, are you still willing to hold me like this?"

His hand ran through her waterfall silver hair, the corners of his lips pressed against her earburns, and he said softly: "I feel very warm, no matter what you become, you are my favorite person, you are still alive, this is the greatest gift that the sky has given me." ”

Ran Tianluo smiled, smiling very happily, but there was always a little sadness in that smile, she suddenly clinged to his chest, locked his shoulders, and said, "You are also the person I love the most." I hope we can spend more time with each other and walk a little more. ”

The two hugged each other tightly, and the bleak air was filled with thick love, like an indissolable latex falling into the white dye, melting into one, and could no longer be distinguished, so the desolate one was even colder. Time was already a luxury for the two of them, and they were like two survivors crawling out of the abyss, breathing in the fresh air with force and greed. Feel the breath of each other, feel the ordinary but cherished moments in the world.