Chapter 15: The Death of the Dream Spirit

Zhuo Hua walked through the heavy smoke, followed the traces of Lanling and Yuqingshu all the way, and came to the stone tablet of the Heavenly Tree Tree.

"Lan Ling, don't make a mistake again and again!" Zhuo Hua saw that Lan Ling was already holding the Qiankun Wuji Bag that he had obtained from Yu Qingshu in his hand, and he was reaching out to get the magic weapon to open the Heavenly Tree from Zhuo Yun.

Lan Ling's outstretched hand paused, her back to Zhuo Hua, and the expression on her face was a little heavy.

"If you can't bear it, you will make a big plan!" Yuqing Shu Xiaosheng reminded.

Lan Ling nodded silently, took the few magic weapons from Zhuo Yun's hands with a blank face, and inserted them into the groove under the Heavenly Tree one by one.

"Then don't blame me for nothing!" Zhuo Hua gritted his teeth, his anger and blood surged, and he rushed towards them with a mouthful of true qi.

At this moment, Su Mengling, who had been hiding in the crowd, suddenly rushed out, stretched out his hand to stop Zhuo Hua, who was desperately looking for Lanling, and shouted loudly: "Big brother, slow down!"

Zhuo Hua hurriedly dispersed the condensed energy in his hand, and a rollover could avoid her. I saw him touch the ground with one hand, and after jumping in the air, his steps fell lightly to the ground. His eyes glared at Su Mengling, and he shouted, "Are you really not afraid of death?"

Su Mengling was stunned for a moment, since she knew Zhuo Hua, her eldest brother had never said a word to her, and the sentence just now pierced her heart like a sharp knife.

"Big brother, I just want to ask you, do you regret it?" Su Mengling asked aggrievedly with tears in her eyes.

Zhuo Hua was already angry, and was stopped by this little woman halfway, thinking that she had something big to explain to him, and when he wanted to calm down, he suddenly heard this ridiculous question.

Zhuo Hua smiled angrily, looked at Su Mengling coldly and asked, "What do you mean?"

Su Mengling hurriedly stepped forward, turned her face up with a pair of innocent eyes, took Zhuo Hua's hand and said, "Big brother, do you regret that you left me at the beginning?"

Zhuo Hua shook his hand, glanced at Su Mengling to the side, stretched out his hand and pointed to the Yunding Heavenly Palace, which was full of flames, and asked: "What do you say? Yu Changsheng told me everything you did, and the Cloud Palace is now in this calamity thanks to you, and you still come to ask me if you regret it? If it weren't for the kindness you gave me at the beginning, I would definitely have broken your body into ten thousand pieces now!"

After speaking, Zhuo Hua rushed towards Lanling and Yuqing with a vertical leap.

At this moment, the rest of the Cloud Palace arrived. Su Qian, who was in the crowd, saw Su Mengling standing in place at a glance, and hurriedly ran forward with joy.

"Dream Spirit, I'm Daddy! I'm coming to see you!" Su Jing raised his eyes to look at the surrounding fire, and asked with a worried face: "Dream Spirit! The Cloud Palace is in chaos like this, are you okay?"

Su Mengling raised his eyes and saw that the person in front of him turned out to be his father, and with a plop, Su Mengling collapsed to the ground, and the tears in his eyes could no longer be held, pouring down like a river bursting embankment. She kept shaking her head, repeating in her mouth: "Why are you so desperate, why are you so desperate!"

Seeing that his daughter was full of resentment, Su Kuang was shocked, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to support her, and shouted repeatedly: "Mengling, what's wrong with you? Mengling, don't scare your father!"

Suddenly, Su Mengling stood

got up, pushed away her father, and shouted loudly towards Zhuo Hua's back: "Zhuo Hua, I just want to destroy everything you are proud of, I just want to put the darkness in, that is, to play tricks on Zhuo Yun, so that she can't face you when she wakes up." Since you are so innocent to me, then you don't care if I live or die!"

She rushed madly towards the Celestial Tree Tablet, and ran and shouted, "I just want you to hate me for the rest of your life!"

With a snap, the glow of light rose everywhere, and Su Mengling hit his head on the stone tablet, and blood splashed a large area.

"Mengling, my son!!" Seeing such a tragic form, Su Kuang desperately rushed to Su Mengling's side, and saw that his daughter's forehead was still bubbling with blood.

The old man hurriedly tore off his robe and pressed his daughter's forehead with both hands. But how could he have cured such an injury? The old man pressed the rag with all his might, but the blood kept pouring out from between his fingers.

Su Jing's hands trembled more and more, he cried and roared, wanting to call someone to save his daughter, but no one stepped forward in the huge cloud palace.

A person who destroys everyone's dream of homeland and river, who would dare to come up and save her?

Slowly, blood no longer flowed from Su Jing's fingers, and Su Mengling's body was cold. Su Jing kept shaking his head, unwilling to admit the fact that his daughter had passed away.

"Are you so reluctant not to come to the rescue?" Yu Qingshu looked at Zhuo Hua from the side and asked.

"Why are you doing this?" Zhuo Hua looked at Su Jing and Su Mengling on the ground, and asked Yuqing.

"We're just helping you do what you don't dare to do!Besides, this is also the mission of my Xuanhuang lineage!" Yu Qingshu's tone was unquestionable.

Zhuo Hua turned his head, his eyes were full of anger, and he couldn't wait to slash the two Xuanhuang scum in front of him now.

"Are you embarrassed to mention Xuanhuang's last life to me? Which of your actions didn't cost the lives of your comrades? Which one didn't ruin Xuanhuang's last hope?" Zhuo Hua clenched his fists with both hands, his joints turned pale, and his bones made a clicking sound.

"I've persuaded you many times to stop asking about this matter, just stay quietly in the Cloud Palace and wait for the matter to be over. But if you don't make a thunderous move, the great cause of revival may be ruined in your hands. Lan Ling pinched the Qiankun Wuji bag in his hand, and there seemed to be a hint of complaint in his tone.

Zhuo Hua turned his finger to the purgatory-like Genting Heavenly Palace, and asked sharply: "Do you care that these are all part of the great revival plan? Is your so-called revival plan to let the people of the world be poisoned and let the bloodthirsty evil forces run rampant? If this is the case, then I would rather not have this disgusting revival." ”

Yu Qing glanced at him and said, "This piece of wood is exactly the same as his master, and I can't tell him clearly." Then, he stretched out his hand and pulled up Lanling to walk towards the Heavenly Realm Tree Stone Tablet and open the door to the enchantment leading to the Dragon Palace.

"Don't want to leave here!, take your life!" Zhuo Hua had a murderous intent, and reached out and grabbed Lan Ling's shoulder.

Just as they were about to start fighting, Su Jing stood up. His face was full of despair, the tears on his face had not yet dried, and he looked at the three people under the stele of the Heavenly Tree in a hoarse voice

said: "You immortals fighting, originally couldn't involve us Puren, but why do you have to involve us." We're not as much and as complicated as you think. I'm not at all interested in the royal revival and the dark words that you talk about all day. I just want to stay happily in a small border town in Xiqizhou with my Ling'er and live carefree. I watched him grow up, get married, have children, and then give me a pension. ”

As he spoke, Su Kuang slowly bent down, picked up a broken knife at his feet, and continued: "As a result, because you immortals want to fight, you want to fight for those so-called morality, and treat the lives of our Puren as ants and trample on them at will. Although I don't have great ambitions in this life, I also know what the sages said about the will to die. Now that this unclear world is unknown, let my blood wash away the filth for it!"

After saying that, he wiped the knife with his backhand to his neck. With a pop, the column of blood at the neck sprayed in front of Zhuo Hua's eyes, a poignant red.

Seeing this shocking scene, Zhuo Hua's mind suddenly went blank, and the offensive in his hand suddenly stopped.

At such a vacancy, Yu Qingshu and Lanling opened the barrier to the Dragon Palace, drilled into it with lightning speed, and took away the teleported magic weapon before leaving.

Just as the gate of the enchantment was about to close, Lan Ling stretched out a hand from inside, and two qi bolts hit Zhuo Yun's heavenly spirit, and then disappeared from the trail.

By the time Zhuo Hua came back to his senses, it was already too late. However, he saw Zhuo Yuan, who was originally standing on the side, suddenly moved, and he was about to fall down.

He hurriedly rushed over to hold her up, and asked with concern, "Xiao Yu'er, Xiao Yu'er, do you want it?"

Lan Sheng, who had been watching from a distance, saw that Zhuo Yun was about to fall, so he rushed up desperately, and asked anxiously with Zhuo Hua, "Yun'er, what's wrong with you?"

Zhuo Yun closed her eyes for a while, and then woke up leisurely. She looked at the two people in front of her in a trance, and thought hard for a while before asking, "Big brother, husband, what's wrong with you?"

Then, Zhuo Yun raised her head, looked around, and asked suspiciously, "Where is this, why are there fires everywhere?"

Zhuo Hua and Lan Sheng glanced at each other, neither of them knowing what to say.

Zhuo Hua handed Xiao Yu'er to Lan Sheng, and just ordered: "Let her rest well." ”

Then he shouted at the Star Monarchs who were watching from the sidelines: "The thieves have fled to the Dragon Palace, and those who don't want to die in vain come with me!" and then rushed out of the crowd without looking back.

Doumu Ji hurriedly hung his hands and swirled all over the ground: "Ouch! This is happening, the Lanling Fairy and they went to the Dragon Palace with the magic weapon, and they must be going to the Barren Ding, if the Barren Ding is taken away, then our void will suffer a catastrophe!"

When Kui Mu Wolf heard him say this, he immediately became angry: "You old thing, since you know the consequences, why are you still wandering around here like a turtle?"

Then he tugged his sleeve and shouted to the others, "Xingjun and the Twelve Guards obey the order." Leave a hundred people to clean up the remnants of the Cloud Palace, and the rest will follow me to the Dragon Palace to support Yuan Jun. This is a battle of life and death, and those who retreat without permission will be killed! ”