Feeling the sharp pain of the bones on his body, the fat man's face was distorted, and he gritted his teeth, thinking that he could get through, but he couldn't help but scream twice, especially in the background of no one speaking, these throats grinned and screamed extremely harshly, and after a while, he gradually eased the pain and stabilized his breathing, and his brain was also a little clearer, and his eyebrows suddenly wrinkled, as if he remembered something, and hurriedly used his legs that were not too seriously injured to support his body and wanted to stand up.

"Master, master! What about the master!? ”

The fat man shouted and struggled to hold on, and almost stood up on his feet, but his legs and stomach became weak, and his whole strong body slammed back to the ground.

"Division...... What about the master?! ”

Fell a "dog eating" and kept shouting, screaming, the voice was full of anxiety, the fragments in the fat man's memory were a mess, and many things couldn't be remembered for a while, but I remembered the moment before I fainted, there seemed to be a huge explosion in the sky, he was afraid that he would hurt Fan Xiaomi, so he switched places with a dodge, and spelled out the last strength to support both broken arms to protect her, and then I felt a knife-like pain in my back, and it was hot and painful, After a while, he completely lost consciousness......

"I'm fine, don't worry, the wound will worsen...... Seeing that the fat man had just woken up and tossed himself like this, Fan Xiaomi responded with the loudest voice she could make, sounding very weak, first, she was also seriously injured, and second, she really had no confidence...... Small Fish ......

Fan Xiaomigang wanted to say something again, but he stopped talking, and looked at Ao Bing, who was holding him, and both of them shook their heads gloomily......

Hearing Fan Xiaomi's voice, the fat man who was buckled on the ground finally breathed a sigh of relief: "It's okay...... It's okay......"

Thinking about it, Luo Yun on the other side suddenly stood up next to Luo Xiaoyu's corpse, staring at the fat man lying on the ground with angry eyes, and he just wanted to say something, Old Man Luo grabbed his wrist tightly as if he guessed his thoughts, and under Old Man Luo's sad gaze, Luo Yun clenched his fists and turned around.

After a while, there was still no one to speak, there was no sound at all in the huge venue, or in the open space that had become ruins, the fat man felt very strange, and when he turned his head and saw Luo Yun, Old Man Luo and Luo Xiaoyu lying on the ground, there was a throbbing pain above the fat man's head! A flood of information is pouring in! Scenes jump into the brain!

Before, due to the big explosion, he had some slight concussions and memory loss, after this intense pain, he completely remembered the situation at that time, the battle between Wong Tai Sin and Sun Wukong, the weasel demon group in the sky, and, Xiaoyu!

I chuckled in my heart! That was already not a good face, and it turned pale.

"Little fish!"

This time the fat man trembled like a spasm, his whole face was as vicious as a demon, and his arms that had been scrapped were holding the ground fiercely, and with a howl, his huge body stood up like this, and his legs were soft, but this time he did not fall, but staggered, one step, two steps and staggered towards Luo Xiaoyu next to him.

When he looked at the old man Luo who was blocking Luo Xiaoyu's body, and saw the broken sword on Xiaoyu's chest, the fat man's eyes suddenly turned gray.

The sound of "Little Fish ......" wafted in the air, making people feel suffocated.

Seeing this scene, Fan Xiaomi, Ao Bing and everyone couldn't bear to avoid their eyes, at this time, even Chen Yuyan and Lin Xiangru were sour and speechless in their hearts, everyone saw the two of them before, and the warm little happiness disappeared so quickly......

"Don't call me sister!"

Luo Yun finally couldn't help it, his angry eyes were blazing, and he punched the fat man in the stomach, but the fat man, who was seriously injured, did not change his expression at all because of the pain, as if he didn't feel it, and his eyes were still staring at Luo Xiaoyu......

"Little Fish...... Why are you asleep here...... How cool is it on the ground...... Ah......h

The fat man muttered to himself, and took two steps one by one, and the red, swollen and unrecognizable arm that had been out of shape seemed to have recovered, and he carefully picked up Luo Xiaoyu, holding it in the palm of his hand like a jewel, for fear that it would hurt a little.

"Let's go, Xiaoyu, I'll take you back to the inn......"

The corners of his mouth set off a warm arc, and the fat man muttered to himself as if no one was around.

Seeing this, Old Man Luo was heartbroken, and the old tears instantly burst into his eyes, to say that he didn't hate the fat man was fake, and like Luo Yun, he couldn't wait to kill him. When the fat man and Xiaoyu were a few years old, they became good friends, they can be described as childhood sweethearts, when they were young, they were a little chubby little girl, big hands holding small hands, climbing mountains together every day, picking flowers together, playing mud together, naughty together, stealing sweet potatoes in other people's fields together, and they were caught and scolded, a scene made people cry and laugh, when he was six years old, the fat man accidentally fell into the river and almost drowned, fortunately, there was a small fish desperately shouting everywhere to save him before he was saved, and why just now he only remembered to save his so-called master......

"Drop my sister!" Luo Yun picked up a broken spear of a weasel demon on the ground and shouted angrily.

The fat man holding Luo Xiaoyu was still deaf, but the constant twitching on his face, and the severe pain caused him to almost lose his arms, but he still held Luo Xiaoyu firmly, and never allowed to hurt her "again", even if his arms were abolished in the future.

"You!"

Luo Yun pointed the gun at the fat man's diameter and wanted to rush over to kill him to avenge his sister, but the fat man just turned his head lightly and replied in a low voice: "Shh, Brother Yun, make a small noise, don't wake up Xiaoyu." ”

Luo Yun froze, glared angrily, and after a while, his hands trembled, gritting his teeth, tears kept falling, ticking on the back of his hand, he really wanted to kill the fat man, but he really couldn't do it when he saw his appearance......

Seeing the fat man staggering forward step by step with Xiaoyu in his arms, Luo Yun's heart was like a knife, his sister was gone because of him, didn't he let his sister go to the ground? What else does he want? Luo Yun stepped forward and blocked the fat man, and just as he was about to speak again, Old Man Luo waved his hand weakly.

"Let them go"

The voice sounded vicissitudes and bleakness, this was a father's last love for his daughter. Luo Yun looked at his father's instantly aged face and body, and couldn't say anything anymore......

The fat man paused and continued to walk forward, walking very hard and very attentively.

Looking at the fat man's back as he walked away, Fan Xiaomi asked worriedly, "Where are you going to take Xiaoyu?" ”

The fat man didn't look back, stopped, and looked down at Luo Xiaoyu who was "sleeping", and that warm smile was something that no one had ever seen.

"I'll go first, master." The fat man's voice sounded quietly, and he raised his head slightly and looked at the sky: "I remember when I was a child, Xiaoyu said that she wanted to travel around the world and see the scenery everywhere in her life, I promised her, if I have the opportunity, I will definitely take her there, so, you and Brother Ao Bing and Sister Bailong should take care of the road after that, the fat man can't accompany you......"

Turning around, he hugged Xiaoyu and bowed hard: "I have been taken care of by the master and everyone for a while......"

This time, the fat man's voice was very calm, without a trace of pain and sadness, as if nothing had happened...... Even if you listen carefully, there is a hint of indistinguishable little happiness in it.

With a cherished and simple goodbye, the fat man hugged Luo Xiaoyu, and the figure had already left everyone's sight.

Suddenly there were dark clouds in the sky, without a hint of warning, like the sky crying, and a gentle drizzle sprinkled down on the world, hitting everyone's face and falling on everyone's heart......

……

On a mountain peak far, far away, a monk riding a white horse, a dignified monk and a man carrying a steel rod on his shoulder couldn't help laughing, they were the "Tang Xuanzang" and Liu'er that Sun Wukong met before.

"It seems that his plan has completely failed this time." Liu'er said with a sneer.

Tang Xuanzang helped his smooth forehead: "Yes, it's a pity." ”

"But they still can't escape his palms."