It was halfway through the night, and the fighting outside the city was still continuing. The Tiance army was chasing the dead and rushing north, and was about to drive the remaining troops of the Northern Dynasty to the Yellow River and then do the destruction.

But in Luoyang City, all kinds of affairs have come to an end.

The Demon Cult who sneaked into the city suffered heavy casualties and had been evacuated before. The decent knights were injured more and were unable to fight again. Where the fire broke out in the city, there was the Mo family's Tianji Pavilion, who led the people to fight.

The innocent people who were withdrawn from the White Horse Temple were also placed in the Heluo Gang's schoolyard.

Luoyang was soaked in blood that night. On the school ground, there were tourists from the world distributing freshly cooked hot soup.

The crying child was held in his arms by his parents, and everyone had unexplained fear in their eyes, and almost everyone in the world was injured.

At this moment, there is no difference between those who have martial arts and those who have no martial arts.

Chong and Laodao, Lin Wandong and other decent masters were in charge of command on the school field, and calmed people's hearts, but everyone's hearts were heavy.

No one expected that the Luoyang incident would develop to this point.

This time it's different from Suzhou.

Suzhou has an absolute advantage in upright people and protects the innocent people. But tonight, those demon clans and Northern Dynasties came for this city and the innocent people in the city.

When dawn comes, I will go to count the casualties in the city, and I am afraid that another tragic thing that shocks the world.

"Follow me!"

Zhang Tugou, the leader of the Beggars' Sect, looked heavy and rushed into the school field. He hedged with the old Taoist and Lin Wandong said:

"The monk, it's not possible."

The two of them suddenly changed their fear and reminded their disciples behind them. They immediately left with Zhang Tugou. In the yard not far away, the medicine king Feng Yafu was checking a patient in the yard.

Those who can be sent to him are all people with important identities and cannot tolerate any carelessness.

Liu Zhuoran, who was injured by Qu Xie, had just taken the medicine and was not asleep yet when he heard the news that Lang Seng was in danger. With the help of Wei Changbo, he rushed to the yard, but found that the yard was full of people.

In the wing room, Ren Hao, who was still covered in ice and snow, was sitting on the chair at the head of the bed, injecting the true energy hidden in his body into the Lang Monk's body, hanging his life for him.

The life-saving medicine used by the Medicine King to expel the demons of all poisons was also asked to boil it back, but after the Lang Monk continued to drink it, it only lasted for less than an hour.

This does not mean that the Medicine King’s medicine is not good, it is because Lang Monk’s situation is too bad and bad.

He broke his arm and had more than a hundred wounds of all sizes on his body. In a short period of time, he used the self-sacrifice many times to explode the meridians in his body. When he was sent to the Medicine King, most of the blood in the Lang Monk's body was almost empty.

Such injuries can be held to life for more than an hour, and it can be said that this precious medicine is powerful.

This is completely a desperate attempt to take the monk back from the King of Hell and let him stay in the world for a while.

And Lang Seng has been with it until now, just to say a few more words to Lei Shiyin who is worried about before he dies.

The remains of Mr. Lei who died of hard fighting were placed beside the monk. The two brothers were miserable and miserable, and the people around him were also sad.

Shen Qiu, who had just been awakened by a dose of medicine, changed his clothes with the help of Xiao Tie, and his broken arm was bandaged, hung it around his neck, and sat next to Ren Hao, looking at the already confused monk.

Shen Qiu was a little weak, but the problem was not big. Dongfang Ce's pill was powerful, so he did not hurt the injury. He only needed a few days to recover and would get better.

The cold air in the body dissipated, and Xue Ji's true energy continued to flow through the broken arm. With the good medicine from the King of Medicine, the fracture can be recovered in just ten months.

Qingqing beside him almost cried, hiding in Yaoqin's arms and choking.

Yaoqin's veil was covered with tears. The person in front of her was her uncle. Even though she spent a lot of time together, she was one of her only few relatives left.

Xiao Tie turned his head away and refused to look at the miserable corpse.

The scene in front of him reminded him of the scene when his father died in battle, as if he was in his heart in one breath, unable to go up or down.

It's extremely uncomfortable.

Li Yijian and Yi Sheng also had red eyes. No matter how Lei Ye acted in his life, he died in battle to protect Luoyang City tonight.

Before his death, he and Lang Seng and Zhang Tugou killed all the twelve masters of the Demon Sect with the power of three. This was a complete heroic move.

The relationship between Zhang Xiaohu and Lei Ye and Lang Seng was a bit complicated. He was not in the room, but squatted outside the room, and occasionally reached out to wipe his tears.

Mr. Lei and Lang Seng killed his father.

Logically speaking, Zhang Xiaohu should have a broad mind when he saw the two enemies die at this time, but he didn't feel any relief. Although Lei Ye's death had nothing to do with him.

But Zhang Xiaohu felt like he was a murderer at this moment.

This young man really doesn't know how to face all this.

"I'm back, Miss Lei Shiyin is back!"

A shout came from the entrance of the yard. He heard the news and rushed over. The people standing in the yard met Miss Lei Shiyin, who was pale and walked out of the carriage with the help of a long-legged girl.

I saw the weak Master Mustard Seed, who was also supported by two injured monks and walked down.

They made way out silently

Some are kind-hearted and hide in the crowd and turn their faces away, secretly wiping away tears from their faces.

Lei Shiyin's face was pale. This girl was as big as Qingqing. She was only fifteen years old this year. She was still wearing the long gauze dress she was sent away today. Her hair was a little scattered and her face was covered with a dull expression.

In her arms, she was still holding her own wandering chicken.

If Xuanyu hadn't supported her, Shi Yin's current state would have fallen if she took a step.

"Where is Daddy? Where is my Daddy?"

The girl's voice was gone, like a puppet carrying a string, her body stiffening forward, she didn't care about the people in the world who made way for her.

She was just searching.

Dad must be in the crowd, he must be there, just like before, hiding in a corner, smoking hookahs and playing games with himself.

The night is dark, and although it is illuminated by candlelight, it is full of shadows and cannot see the human face clearly.

The surroundings were spinning, and there was noisy. Lei Shiyin felt a lot of sounds ringing in her ears. She was confused. She didn't know how she walked to the front of the wing room, but stood under the steps, not daring to take that step forward.

"Poetry sound?"

Xuanyu felt very uncomfortable when she looked at the eldest lady of the Lei family. She wanted to push Shiyin up, but the girl didn't know where she got the strength, so she just pushed her under the steps and didn't want to go up.

How smart she is...

How could she not guess what she would see after entering the house?

"If you don't go, I won't go."

Lei Shiyin struggled in Xuanyu's arms, and the fear accumulated in her heart seemed to have reached its limit. Even the rooster in her arms was thrown aside, and was grabbed by the dark-faced iron-bullock monk.

She didn't go in and couldn't see her father. Maybe her father was still alive. Maybe he was still hiding somewhere in the city, waiting for his precious daughter to find him.

This is definitely the case.

This is definitely the case!

"Let me go!"

Lei Shiyin struggled, she wanted to rush out of the yard and go to the city to find her father and Uncle Lang.

They loved her so much, how could they just leave her alone?

"Amitabha."

The weak mustard seed monk preached the Buddha's name, stretched out his hand, and placed it on Shi Yin's shoulder. The gentle Nirvana true energy was injected into Shi Yin's body, allowing Lei Shi Yin, who was confused about the heart, to wake up.

"Shi Yin, come in!"

Chen Qiu's voice came from the room, with a hint of depression.

"Master Henming is waiting for you. He has something to say to you. If you come in later, you will be afraid that you will not see him."

Lei Shiyin was shocked when she heard this and quickly stepped onto the steps, but stopped in front of the door, and seemed to feel something was wrong and dared not step in again.

"Go and pick her up."

Chen Qiu said something to Qingqing beside him.

Qingqing wiped her tears, quickly stepped forward, took Lei Shiyin's hand, pulled her into the room, and reached out to cover her eyes to prevent her from seeing Lei Ye's miserable body.

But after entering the house, a sense of courage surged in Lei Shiyin's heart. She pushed Qingqing's hand away and saw her father.

Still a round figure.

But the wealthy shirt on his body was covered with blood, and his hands were placed on his chest. His left leg was lost from his knees. His calves were everywhere, and his neck was covered with blood.

The gauze covered the eyes, and blood stains oozed out, but on the face and the corners of the mouth, there was a satisfied smile.

It’s like, finally completing the duties that a father should perform, and finally, I can go to another world without any worries and meet my beloved wife.

It was as if he knew that even if he died, his daughter would have a bright future.

He no longer has to worry about the things in this world...

"Cough, cough"

Lei Shiyin's eyes widened, and there seemed to be a sensation on her chest, which made her chest feel stuffy. Everything in front of her became blurred, her feet were soft, and the green calls around her also became ethereal.

"Swish"

Two needles were stabbed from behind on Lei Shiyin acupoints, and Feng Yafu's left hand was placed on Lei Shiyin's neck, sending a ball of true energy into her body in the gentlest way.

It was like a lock that pulled Lei Shiyin back from the dream and back to the cruel world.
To be continued...