Volume 1 The Butterfly That Couldn't Fly Through the Sea Chapter 25 The Wave Swallows the City

The giant head in the sky narrowed its eyes.

It stared at the butterfly that broke through the mist and flew out, and made a conclusion with great certainty: "Dying and struggling." ”

The mist gradually dissipated, and with the purple lightning that swept across the sky from time to time, everyone watching from a distance finally saw the situation in the messy execution ground at this moment.

Their magistrate was in disarray, the capable black robe was ragged at the moment, and the cortex exposed under the holes everywhere had scars of various colors, some were oozing blood, and some were simply skin and flesh, almost visible white bones.

"It seems that you seem to know that guy, and it's no wonder that you humans have a saying that people gather like things in groups, and you and he are generally not self-sufficient, so naturally you should know him too. ”

"Look, how pathetic, you want to avenge him, but what else can you do except give another life?

Lu Guanshan, who was wearing a cloak, did not respond to the mockery of the heavenly things, he raised his head and looked at the dome with empty eyes. There was a butterfly, flapping its wings, accelerating, and flying towards the dome. It's like a boat that wants to row out of the bitter sea, like a mayfly that wants to cross the sea.

In an instant, the butterfly was on top of the dome. Its wings fluttered, and a stream of qi was pulled under its wings and poured into Lu Guanshan's body. That is the luck of Wupan City, and Lu Guanshan, who is the magistrate of the county, still has the ability to drive the luck of the land under his jurisdiction for his own use. The corners of the Confucian scholar's mouth hooked up a smile, and the gloomy color on his face melted like a spring breeze through the cold winter.

"You're right, a Confucian student of the Four Realms, how can he be the opponent of the high-ranking Zhaoyue Zhengshen. ”

He said this very calmly, but the real smile on his face with his hair scattered made the behemoth high above feel uneasy, and a trace of confusion flashed in the black dragon's eyes, but Lu Guanshan's voice also sounded again at that time.

"But I am the magistrate of Wupan City appointed by the imperial court, and in this city, Lu is definitely not a lamb to be slaughtered!"

"I can't kill the true body of your evil Yang God, can't I kill a dragon spirit that you live here and eat away at Wupan's luck?"

In the end, Lu Guanshan's voice suddenly multiplied, and then his black hair that was scattered suddenly rose, and a ragged black robe agitated, and he shouted: "Lu Guanshan of Wupanzhi County, according to the law of Dayan, the dragon spirit of the temple of Wupan City is here to ask and kill!"

"Bring me !!"

At that moment, the pages of the book that had been placed on the desk of the prison table had already turned yellow and had been flipped through for an unknown amount of time, and the pages suddenly began to turn.

The pages of the book turned extremely quickly, but after a few breaths, they came to an abrupt halt and stopped on one page.

One of the rows of handwriting on the page began to glow with golden light, and the handwriting read—

Pond, no water, no fish, land, no grass, no grazing, home, no degree, no prosperity, country, no ability, no standing.

Therefore, this book is cast to learn from the way of heaven, and I hope that my Dayan will continue this law forever and will never die.

Those words, with the golden light turning, poured out one after another, flashed in front of Lu Guanshan's body one by one, and then turned into golden streamers and poured into his body, at that moment, the aura that permeated Confucianism's body suddenly became a little violent.

The black dragon on the dome seemed to realize something, his eyes lit up with anger and horror, and he exclaimed, "You dare!"

The wind and rain that converged between heaven and earth rose again, and the thunder that took a break was urgent. The city of Wupan is dark, and it is a scene of apocalypse.

Lu Guanshan stretched out his hand with a solemn expression, his five fingers opened, through the dense rain curtain, stretched into the distance, and the golden light that poured into his body gathered in his palm at that time, like an arrow full of strings, ready to attack, and the direction that the "sharp arrow" was aimed at was the Dragon King Temple in Wupan City.

"Why don't you dare to be upright?" Lu Guanshan said with a straight face, and his outstretched palm clenched suddenly.

Rise!

A wail sounded in the distance, and golden light poured out, turning into a hand to grasp the Dragon King Temple, and with Lu Guanshan's strong grip. A black dragon phantom that was dozens of times smaller, but looked exactly like the behemoth above its head, was grabbed by the neck by the golden hand and pulled to the execution table.

At that moment, the golden light surged, turning into five golden chains, one end of which trapped the black dragon's limbs and neck, and the other end pierced into the ground. Even if the black dragon shadow struggled, it was difficult to break free from the golden chains, and the large knife left in front of the execution table was also in front of the dragon shadow, flashing with a terrifying cold.

"Look for death!" the dragon in the dome let out a roar. "Today I will see, how do you kill me?"

The purple lightning in the sky was surging, all pouring towards the execution ground, and in the blink of an eye, the already messy execution ground was full of lightning and thunder.

Lu Guanshan was silent, he looked at the thunder and lightning purgatory in front of him, his eyes were cold, and the next moment he suddenly took his own steps, facing the thunder and lightning in the sky and walking towards the execution platform.

The prison beheading platform is only ten zhang away from the execution table, but for men, it is like a moat.

But he walked very firmly, even if his body was covered with flesh everywhere under the bombardment of thunder and lightning, even if every step he took was a hundred times heavier than the previous one.

The torrential rain was even greater, as if it was going to flood the entire Wupan City. But Lu Guanshan still walked to the execution platform, and at that time his clothes were all torn, and the butterflies above his head that were pulling his luck were crumbling. But the flame in his eyes burned brighter and brighter.

"Lu Guanshan, you dare to kill my dragon spirit, you are not afraid that I will drown your Wupan City. The black dragon above the dome roared, while the dragon spirit imprisoned in the golden light wailed.

Lu Guanshan didn't look at the black dragon, but silently stretched out his hand, about to hold the rusty knife that was stuck upside down on the ground.

Seeing this, the black dragon knew that no words could change the mind of this madman, a cold light flashed in his huge eyeballs, and then, the black dragon dragon dragon swung its head, and the huge figure began to move in the black clouds, and only then did the people in the city be able to see the whole picture of this black dragon - dense metal-like scale armor, huge and sharp dragon claws, and the wind and clouds wherever it went, breathing rain and swallowing thunder and lightning.

A mere glance at such a thing is enough to make people feel terrified.

Everyone's bodies began to tremble, but not only because of the horror in their hearts, but also because as the black dragon swam in the clouds, the earth of Wupan City also began to tremble.

From light to heavy, in a blink of an eye. The ground began to shake, the houses on either side began to shake, the roof tiles fell, and finally the crowd began to struggle to straighten themselves and staggered in a chorus of exclamations.

"Look! What is that?" Suddenly, someone let out an exclamation and stretched out his hand to point in the direction of the Wupan River outside Wupan City. Everyone looked up, and a huge shadow accompanied by fear spread across everyone's brows.

They saw the huge waves rising from the Wupan River and rushing towards this small city that was swaying in the wind and rain.

They suddenly understood that what this Wupanjiang God said before was definitely not just talking......

The huge waves, but in the blink of an eye, the troops were already outside Wupan City.

The earth trembled more and more under the sweep of the waves, and the exclamations of the people turned into heart-rending wails, and the panic of the crowd was even greater than before. After all, Fang Cai's lightning and thunder were only different from the sky, and the huge waves at this moment were monstrous, which was a disaster that could really destroy the entire Wupan City in an instant.

In the face of the fear of life and death, it is enough to make anyone tear off their hypocritical face. No one had the heart to care about the changes on the execution ground, and they scrambled towards the gate on the other side.

"With the Great Yan Qi Luck Protector, I can't kill you for a while. ”

"But you can hold that knife, I can guarantee that none of the people in this Wupan City will get out of this city alive!"

"Come on, I want to see if you, a Confucian who is full of righteousness, dare to let the people of the city bury you for your morality!"

The black dragon muttered, the monstrous waves were getting closer and closer, and it seemed that the next moment would completely engulf the city.

Lu Guanshan's hand that was about to hold the handle of the knife trembled slightly, and he looked up at the huge waves in the direction of the city, with a solemn expression. He fell silent, as if measuring the question that the Dragon King had thrown at him.

And the dragon king was not in a hurry, the anger in his eyes disappeared in that instant, and his eyes narrowed again. He knew very well the weakness of these scholars—selling fame and cherishing fame, just like another Confucian scholar many years ago, and the choices they could make had already been decided in the books they had read to the sages.

As expected, after such a period of silence, Lu Guanshan stretched out his hand and slowly put it down.

A smile appeared in the black dragon's narrowed eyes, his bloody mouth opened wide, and he said in a muffled voice: "Since you have changed your attention, then you will learn ......"

Halfway through his words, he came to an abrupt end.

The Confucian who bowed his head and seemed to have given up resistance at the mouth of his speech, his hanging hand stretched out again, holding the handle of the rusty knife, and a golden light wrapped in the fortune of the Great Yan State rushed to the long knife along Lu Guanshan's arm, and the rusty big knife turned into a snow-white blade shining with a deep cold light in an instant under the nourishment of the golden light.

I saw the Confucian student, who was covered in blood and slightly thin, with his hands up and his knife down.

With a soft sound.

A massive head rolled off the execution table.

Roar!!!

The black dragon's eyes on the dome were red, and he let out a mournful roar from the sky, and his huge body writhed in the air as if he had endured boundless pain, and he roared in his mouth: "You all have to die!"

In the distance, the monstrous waves that had approached the city rose several feet higher again, covering the sky and the sun, enveloping the entire Wupan City.

The Confucian who had cut off the dragon's head gasped for breath, he threw down the long knife in his hand, and the dying butterfly above his head slowly landed on his shoulder. Confucius reached out and stroked the butterfly's wings, and the butterfly gently touched Lu Guanshan's neck with its tentacles.

Then, a spider's web-like pattern began to appear on its wings, and the golden light lit up from the lines, and the darkness around it fell off quickly like a blood scab, but in the blink of an eye, the butterfly returned to its former golden appearance.

It gently leaned on Lu Guanshan's neck, and its movements were gentle, like pouring out something in its ear.

But the brilliant golden light around him gradually became dim, and the tentacles on the top of his head hung down weakly, and together with its body, it also fell from Lu Guanshan's shoulders at that time, fluttering, like a maple leaf in late autumn.

Lu Guanshan's hand stretched out and caught the butterfly's falling body. It struggled to look up at the man, but before it could lift its head, it hung down weakly again. Knowing that it could not do anything, it curled up in the hands of a man, like a sleeping child with a quilt in its arms. His wings fluttered slowly, gradually falling silent, as if saying goodbye, and after a few breaths, even the light around him was completely extinguished.

The butterfly did not fly over its sea after all.

"Thank you. Lu Guanshan slowly put the butterfly that had extinguished the light on the ground. Then he stood up and looked up at the monstrous waves that were getting closer.

His lips opened slightly, and he spat out a few words that were difficult for others to hear.

He said: "Guan Shan. ”

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