Commanding Wind and Cloud

I have a bottle of Enemy of the Stars here. "Pan Hongji flipped his wrist and took out a purple jade medicine bottle from Doujie: "As long as people don't die, drinking this should generally save people's lives. It is even difficult for Xingchen to bring him back into his embrace. "

"Thank you." Duanfeng Buer snatched the medicine bottle, uncorked the bottle with his teeth, and spit it out on the ground, immediately sending the medicine into Qian Jin's mouth.

The potion walked down the throat into Qian Jin's body, and within a few seconds, another mouthful of blood spewed out. This time, besides the impurities before, there was also a little star enemy in the blood.

Pan Hongji didn't have time to blush, his eyes were filled with astonishment, what's going on? Star Enemy doesn't seem to have much effect!

"Is the medicine not effective enough? I also have a bottle of Star Enemy here." Isabella took out another bottle from her Doujie and gave it to Ke Jin. After a few seconds, the same reaction appeared again.

Everyone focused their eyes on Bahuang Wusheng. Although the horse thief king outside the Great Wall rarely took things personally, any horse thief group would pay tribute to him every year. Some of the good things in his hands were not even available in the palaces of other countries.

Bahuang Wusheng shrugged his shoulders: "The Enemy of the Stars is already the top-level potion, I think you all know it well."

Isabella's complexion sank slightly, she nodded and chose to acquiesce, Star Enemy! Whether it is in the Zhence Dynasty or the Lucifer Dynasty, it is an elite-level potion that is difficult to mass-produce!

This kind of potion is usually only distributed to the strong people who have awakened the celestial pole, or the most important training objects of the bloodline family.

It is a very effective medicine for treating trauma inside the body! Absolutely no money can buy medicine.

However, this kind of potion doesn't seem to be very effective for motivation! The faces of several powerful men were very puzzled, what kind of trauma did Qian Jin suffer? Could it be that Gan Zhanxuan has researched some new killing techniques?

"Why are you still standing?" Duanfengbuer walked quickly with enthusiasm: "Go back to the horse bandits first, the pharmacist there may be able to see the problem, right?"

"That makes sense." Bahuang Wusheng still stood without moving his feet.

"Why don't you leave?" Duan Fengbuer looked anxiously at all the people who hadn't raised their legs: "What are you all doing standing there!"

Bahuang Wusheng raised his finger and pointed to another oblique direction: "You, you are going in the wrong direction. The location of the base is there."

Duanfengbuer twitched his lips and raised his legs to run quickly in the direction directed by Bahuang Wusheng, when his back was suddenly lifted into the air, and when he looked back, he saw that Pan Hongji was flying in the air with a faint smile on his face, his hands behind his back, and he didn't really make a move to catch anyone.

The tyrannical grudge is like a huge package, which wraps Duan Fengbuer and others in it, and they don't even need to touch them with their hands, and they are rolled up into the air together.

Chekfleet looked at the enthusiasm in Duanfengbuer's arms without saying a word, Yunara subconsciously hugged Chekfleet's arm tightly with both hands.

Among the demons here, no one knew better than Yunara the fallen angelic demon warrior of mixed race. His silence was not a remorse, but a real murderous intent.

If you can't kill Gan Zhanxuan, can you also kill the rest of the Gan family? Chekfleet's eyes were cold and devoid of any emotion, only deep in the pupils was the deep desire to kill, towards the Gan family.

Regardless of whether the motivation can survive or not, the Ganjia must have more people to bury Fabredis with him! Chekfleet silently clenched his fists, no one in this world can make Qi Jin sad, anyone who can make Qi Jin sad, no matter if it is a human, a demon, or a barbarian! You have to use your life to heal his wounds!

Fentu Kuangge looked back at the only two people on the ground who hadn't taken off, and Isabella stood quietly beside Mugui Wuxin.

"Don't worry about me, you take care of the energy."

Mu Gui Wuxin's mournful expression no longer had the radiant spirit of the past, and he looked down at the ground beneath his feet in a trance.

"President Mugui, I understand your heart very well..."

"You don't understand!" Mugui Wuxin suddenly raised his head and roared to interrupt Isabella's consolation. His sad eyes turned into countless angry thunders: "You don't understand! You can't understand! My brother is dead! My brother is dead..."

Tears instantly drenched the angry thunder in his eyes, and turned into countless sorrows again. He hugged his head with his thick hands, and knelt on the ground with his knees slowly bent. His head hit the ground and he didn't lift up again. His body twitched repeatedly as he sobbed, and he kept murmuring: "My brother is dead...my brother is dead..."

"My brother is dead... I'm fucking incapable of avenging him..."

"My brother is dead...I'm fucking alive...I'm fucking watching the murderer go away..."

"It's agreed to die together... It's agreed to die together..."

"It's useless! It's useless! I'm really useless..."

Without the protective body of battle qi, the warrior was just an ordinary body of flesh and blood. Mu Gui Wuxin hit the ground with his forehead repeatedly, and his cheeks were covered with blood mixed with mud.

Isabella looked at Mu Gui Wuxin who was crying on the ground, this moment! There is no longer Mu Gui Wuxin, the domineering leader who controls a huge force in Yongliu City.

At this moment, there is only a middle-aged man crying because his brother died, and the crying sound is like a child.

Isabella turned her head and looked at Fabredis standing outside the Great Wall. The glorious destiny of a warrior is to die in battle. The most glorious destiny of a warrior is to die in battle to protect what he thinks is worth protecting.

Fabredis did it! Even if he died in battle, his body still stood, and he still refused to submit to the mighty Gan Zhanxuan.

The cries continued for a long time in the desolate beyond the Great Wall, and the wolves wandering outside the Great Wall silently surrounded the surroundings, their green eyes staring at the dead body and the sad Mugui Wuxin, without any intention of attacking.

Isabella even noticed that the eyes of these wolves were full of sadness, as if infected by Mugui Wuxin's sadness.

Together they raised their necks and howled towards the bright moon in the sky, making hundreds of sounds one after another, as if they were seeing Fabredis off.

After the wolves howled, the pack of wolves turned around and left silently, without attacking everyone here.

After an unknown amount of time, Mu Gui Wuxin stopped crying. He slowly straightened his blood-soaked forehead and looked at Isabella: "Go and take care of Gan Jin, I want to be alone with my brother for a while and have a good talk with him."

Isabella looked at Mugui Wuxin and sighed softly, turned around and flew into the air and disappeared among the stars.

Mu Gui Wuxin sat quietly at Fabredis's feet, staring at the stars with blank eyes: "Damn, you just left like this, leaving me alone."

"I know that you have been unhappy all these years. Ever since Yuying returned to the embrace of the stars, you have never been really happy. Even if you became a saint, your happiness is only because you have the power of revenge, and you went to the demons to find your enemies."

"Now, are you happy? Did you see Yuying in Xingchen? Bring me a treat and tell her! After a while, her elder brother Mugui will visit her and bring his favorite candied fruit to visit her."

"Thinking about it, there is no distinction between humans and demons in Xingchen's embrace, right? This damned distinction between humans and demons! When is a head?"

"People kill demons, demons kill people, when will this endless cycle of reincarnation end?"

"In the end, who can end this endless cycle?"

pain!

It seems to have become an indispensable seasoning on the road of vigorous life.

Some people are used to being taken care of by others, some are used to taking care of others, some are used to eating sweets, and some are used to eating salty food, and they feel like they are used to pain.

Qian Zhanxuan's Kun Dou Skill is far more powerful than any previous Gan family. It's not just as simple as breaking the arm bones, but even a lot of them rush into the body, exerting gravity impact everywhere they pass, but such gravity impact is weakened by the shield and body, and its power is not as fierce as before.

Otherwise, just the impact of a finger can completely beat a person to death. Now, its power is much, much smaller, and it has instead become... nutrition!

That's right! In a state of coma where he can't open his eyes, the three major fighting spirits in his body are still active. The understanding of Kun fighting skills is the fighting spirit generated through the heart of earth and fire. He has refined the order of Kun fighting skills little by little, absorbing and digesting them into the fighting spirit composed of Fengyun Dou Qi.

The fragments of Kun's fighting skills were swallowed up? This kind of thing had never happened before, and Gan Zhanxuan couldn't have imagined that not only did he not kill Qian Jin with his blow, but he gave some of the sequence of Kun Dou Skills as a gift to him, helping him to condense the complete Kun Dou Skills one step faster.

Kun fighting skills are not what really makes Gan Jin faint from pain, what really makes him unconscious is the shield! The shattered shield turned into countless metal powders, they did not dissipate between the sky and the earth, but were driven into the vigorous body by the impact pressure of Kun's fighting skills.

These have turned into powder invisible to the naked eye, and after entering Qian Jin's body, they began to scurry around, and even the flames of the fighting soul from the Heart of Earth Fire couldn't completely melt them.

How can we get rid of these things? The energetic person is in a coma, but he has a kind of ability that seems to be used to the coma. He is obviously in a coma, but his brain is still running at high speed, looking at everything in his body as if looking inside.

These metal powders seemed to gather together, but because of the initial bombardment, they were scattered throughout the body, making it extremely difficult to gather again.

The energy is even more afraid to let these powders get together, God knows if these things will combine in the body and become half a shield again.

If it really condenses into a half-shield in the stomach... the energy suddenly feels dizzy, this kind of thing must not be true, otherwise I really have to cut open the stomach and take things out from the inside.

The powder of half of the shield kept fluttering in his body, and he was thinking about all possible ways to solve this special shield that caused his body to suffer heavy injuries.

ps: This chapter is about Uncle Mugui. Salute to the older generation of soldiers!