Eternal gate

Whoosh!

Reflecting the moonlight, Zhao Yun rushed past like a startling giant.

"I'm kidding." The mustache was still there, one hand covering his waist, like a follower. He had been following him for most of the night, shouting a lot, "Wait a minute, why are you running so fast?"

"Someone is chasing you." Zhao Yun was too lazy to talk nonsense.

"That's right, this is the top card of Zuimenglou." The old man with the mustache glanced at Mengdie again. To be honest, this girl's condition is not very good. When she watched the dance earlier, she was still at the peak of her true spirit. Now her cultivation has faded. At the end of the day, let alone longevity, it is like a deflated rubber ball. Time is passing by. There is no trace of rosiness on the pale cheeks, and there is a trace of pain that cannot be concealed.

Zhao Yun didn't say much, he just ran away risking his life.

I actually thought about putting Mengdie... into the Lord of the Rings, but no living thing could get in. As for Liu Ruxin, she was an exception. She became a living dead due to her bloodline awakening, and the ice coffin was sealed, so she could barely put it inside. At this moment, even though It may not be easy to have another ice coffin, Mengdie's situation is special.

"We are destined to meet each other. Let me help you." Mustache took out a white talisman, breathed a sigh of relief on it, and put it on Mengdie's back, "This is a covering talisman. It can isolate the space between the curse seals in a short time." Mutual connections.”

"Good or bad."

"It definitely works."

"Is there any more? Give me one!"

Zhao Yun looked at Mustache's small baggage and saw that there were many good items in it.

"That's it, it's worth a lot of money." The mustache looked painful.

"Thank you." Zhao Yun smiled and speeded up.

"Wait for me." The mustache followed again. Maybe he was really bored and wanted to find someone to chat with.

They left, and the pursuers stopped.

Both those flying in the sky and those running on the ground are stilled.

Just in the first few moments, the connection between the curse seal and the curse seal became blurred. At this moment, it seems to have been isolated, and the direction can no longer be determined. The world is so big, it is really difficult to find.

"Covering Talisman?" An old man in purple robe frowned.

"It seems that there is help from an expert." A young man with blood hair holding a folding fan said with a faint smile.

"Since it's a curse, it has its own time limit, just wait." A hunchbacked old woman said calmly.

Here, Zhao Yun has settled down and stopped at a dilapidated ancient temple.

The mustachioed man was panting, and he caught up with him not long after. He looked up and down at Zhao Yun. How could this guy get so many speed charms? He changed them more than a dozen times along the way. He chased Zhao Yun all the way and almost lost him.

"girl?"

Zhao Yun put down Mengdie and called out softly.

Mengdie had fainted at some point, and blood was still flowing from the corner of her mouth. Her cheeks were pale, and her whole body was pale without any trace of redness. Just like that, the remaining energy and blood were still slowly passing away.

"Am I very ugly at this moment?"

Mengdie didn't even open her eyes, she seemed to have exhausted all her strength in speaking.

"It's beautiful." Zhao Yun smiled and continued to instill essence and life energy.

"Give her a good time! She won't have to suffer like this." The mustache took out the cigarette rod and stuffed it with tobacco. Although it was not very serious, such a tragic scene was really unbearable to look at.

Zhao Yun remained silent and would not take action.

Perhaps it was obsession and kindness that caused trouble, and he wanted to bring the living Mengdie back to Wangchuan.

At least, let her take another look at her hometown before she dies.

"The time limit for concealing the spell has expired. If I take her with me any longer, I will be a living target." He stared at the cigarette with a mustache and exhaled the smoke deeply, "You should know the background of Zuimenglou."

"It's all about human effort."

Zhao Yun took off his escaping mysterious robe and covered Mengdie's body. This robe also had the ability to conceal opportunities. Although it could not conceal the curse seal, it could also have a vague effect, which would always delay it for some time.

"If we're not relatives, why are you doing this?" He knocked the ashes from his mustache and stuffed a ball of tobacco into his mouth, and said slowly, "In today's world, compassion is rampant, and you may lose your life if you're careful."

"I promised her."

"How much is a promise worth?" The mustache couldn't help but smile.

"My mother said that if you promise to others..."

"Yes, yes, I am really convinced by you." The mustache interrupted Zhao Yun's words, reached into his arms, took out a red pill, and threw it to Zhao Yun at will. There were three lines on it, extremely Eye-catching, it is obviously a three-line elixir, and its ranking is not low among the three lines.

"Fake Death Pill."

Zhao Yun took it and recognized it instantly. He once wanted to be an alchemist, and he had worked hard in this area. He had read too many ancient books about detailed explanations of elixirs, and the most were from Linglong Pavilion. However, those ancient books The scrolls were all destroyed in Guimingshan Cave.

"Boy, your horizons are not low!" the mustache said with a smile.

"Thank you."

Zhao Yun's words of thanks were sincere. Without even thinking about it, he saw the pill of feigned death was stuffed into Mengdie's mouth, and he also poured a mouthful of spiritual liquid into it. The pill dissolved, and Mengdie, who was still breathing weakly, gradually... She lost her breath, even her beating heart stopped, and the blood flowing in her body slowly solidified. Her body was covered with a layer of white frost that was visible to the naked eye. At first glance, it looked like an ice sculpture. It is portrayed vividly.

This is the ability of this pill.

The fake death pill, as the name suggests, can help people fake death. Once taken, they will be no different from the dead. After the potion wears off, they will be resurrected. The mustache gave him this pill, which has an obvious meaning. He should use it to isolate the connection between the curse seals. Mengdie Now that the person is dead, the pursuer can no longer sense with the curse seal.

"Verbal thanks are not real at all." The mustache curled his lips.

"Then let's do something real." Zhao Yun flicked his hands and took out a bunch of spells.

"Oops? Hanging Talisman."

Seeing the Eight-Character Hu, he stopped smoking, and Ma Liu took it. This is a good thing, more precious than a quick-moving talisman. With it, you can go straight up out of thin air, and walk in the air. It is full of imagination.

"Really not."

"It's true." The mustache smiled happily.

Zhao Yun flicked his hands and put Mengdie into the Ring. He was already in the state of a dead person and could enter the Ring. As for the mustache, he was still a good person and would always give him a surprise at critical moments.

"See you."

Zhao Yun said that and left the ancient temple and hit the road again.

"See you."

The mustachioed man said that it was good, and followed him quickly.

"Why are you still following me?"

"After you finish sending this girl off, let's discuss something."

Accompanied by the sound of conversation, the two gradually drifted away.

It is worth mentioning that the mustache who has obtained the hanging talisman is really arrogant. He uses the hanging talisman and the quick-moving talisman to fly in the sky, and sometimes he makes a sound, just like a big bird. Jumping back and forth, Zhao Yun seemed to have the urge to bend his bow and arrow.

An arrow shot... perfect.

"The curse seal disappeared?"

Under the moon, the pursuers stopped again and looked at each other in shock.

"died?"

"It's only been one day, how could it be so fast?"

"It's not safe, it was destroyed by someone. These days...it's very chaotic outside."

"Search separately. If you want to see the person alive, you want to see the body if you die."

The purple-robed old man said calmly, the light in his old eyes was uncertain, and he felt that it was another blinding trick. He used a concealing spell, and maybe there was a fake death pill. In order to escape, Mengdie should have worked hard.

At the command, the figures dispersed.