The glimmer of red light was squarely embedded in Zhang Fan's chest, like a spark of stars, flickering weakly, as if it would be swallowed up at any time. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

However, since ancient times, there have always been two endings, either ruthlessly extinguished by hurricanes, or against the limelight against the trend, transformed into a prairie fire!

Obviously, this red light is the latter. In the cold red moonlight, it quickly burned the prairies, and almost in a few breaths, it completely enveloped Zhang Fan, looking like a human-shaped torch from a distance.

Dad Zhang smiled bitterly: "Come on, it's okay now, the road light is lit in the dark night, such a big light bulb, how can the strategy be transferred." ”

Zhang's mother exhaled lightly: "It's okay, it's just a light bulb, not a satellite marker, anyway, there is no one around, and they don't know our specific location, so let's use it as a flashlight." ”

Before he finished speaking, suddenly, a thick ray of light shone straight from the moon, just shrouding Zhang Fan in a red light......

"Okay, now we even have satellite labels." Dad Zhang smiled bitterly.

Zhang's mother did not give up hope and continued to be optimistic: "While no one has noticed it yet, let's leave quickly." This red pillar of light will definitely not last long, maybe by the time we have escaped far enough, before the old guys can get over, the red pillar of light will disappear and we will be safe! ”

Before he could finish speaking, dense footsteps sounded in the surrounding woods, and several voices followed: "Don't run, Adversary." ”

"Stop!"

"Hurry up, catch them!"

Dad Zhang looked at Mama Zhang with a wry smile: "Crow's mouth!" ”

Zhang's mother glared at Zhang's father, but she didn't answer, and reached out to take out a black folder from her back. said in a low voice: "It seems that you can't escape, the old lady remembers your words today, and remember to kneel on the washboard when you go back." Now the old lady just wants to fight! ”

"Well, I'll talk about kneeling on the washboard later, and I'm just trying to move my muscles."

As he spoke, Dad Zhang also took out two pens from his pocket. Hold your hands as if you were holding two daggers, hanging down at your side.

"Jiu'er, the moonlight is beautiful tonight, can I ask you to dance?" Dad Zhang, the corners of his mouth are slightly upturned, and his eyes are vicissitudes, as if he recalls the eventful years of the past.

Zhang's mother's eyes also began to soften, and the middle-aged man with white hair in front of her transformed into the former green boy in the red moonlight, and he also faded into maturity and became a pure girl in the past.

She lightly grabbed a few strands of green silk hanging from her ears, and swayed her body, her face was slightly red, like a white egg coated with rouge, looking colorful, soft and beautiful. Gently opened his lips, and the soft voice turned into his ears: "My mother said that if you dance, you have to marry me if you dance......"

"So, I don't like my mother-in-law, isn't this a bundle?"

"What did you say?!"

The original pure and beautiful picture scroll was burned out by Zhang's mother's anger in an instant, and the corners of the pure white egg's mouth and eyebrows were upturned together, and it seemed that the white egg was broken in an instant, and a dominatrix popped out in the middle.

Pianpian young man, who was left behind and independent, was instantly pulled off the altar and became a sleek uncle in the market, with low eyebrows and pleasing eyes, bowing and laughing, and said in a loud voice: "Just kidding, just kidding." ”

But no matter whether it is a girl as fresh as a white egg against a young man who has left behind her independence, or an angry dominatrix against a declining uncle with low eyebrows and pleasing eyes, there is a kind of harmony that comes out of honey, and this honey comes from love. Because love can endure each other, because love can tolerate the girl to become a dominatrix, the boy to become a declining uncle, and also because of love to understand: time can easily change the appearance of the person next to the pillow, but it is difficult to change his original intention......

Therefore, the dominatrix is still the same girl she used to be, and Uncle Decrepit is still the same boy she used to be. They just changed their way of expression to explain their original intentions, and changed their ways to fight against the world. The years will not wear out their courage and perseverance, but will only increase their wisdom and experience, so they will be more harmonious.

But some people were not accustomed to this harmony, and with the noisy sound of the chatter just now, several strange people popped out of the woods. As soon as they entered, they ruined a harmonious painting and stained a delicious pot of soup.

There were four men, and they jumped out of the woods and stood in a column, as if forming a thrilling song, high and low, unpredictable.

The first is a strong man with a height of two meters, who looks like Lei Gong, with a golden face and a red beard, extremely powerful, his mouth is like a scoop bowl, as if it has been deliberately torn, the corners of his mouth are grinning to the root of his ears, and even if his lips are tightly closed, he can see the bare gums of the back gums.

The corners of his mouth are upturned, but they are more and more hideous, his mouth is like a bell, but his voice is like a mosquito and fly: "Ha! Keep running! ”

This is the prelude to the song, rigid on the outside and soft on the inside, setting the majestic tone, but only the sound of flies.

The second is only to the thigh of the first place, quite a lot of only one meter two tall, looking like a harmless teenager, his face is always full of sunny smiles, his eyes are full of innocence, but his hair is blue and full of vicissitudes.

He kept smiling, the corners of his mouth did not tremble, and a dangerous voice came from his chest: "I can't run away!" ”

This is the first measure of the piece, soft on the outside and dangerous on the inside, and the soft tune is pure and undulating.

The third is slightly shorter than the first, but he is also more than 1.9 meters tall, but he is unusually thin and sticks to the ground like a bamboo pole. His complexion was as green and stiff as a bamboo pole, without a trace of expression.

He continued: "Don't tie your hands yet! ”

The sound is like a bell, majestic and vigorous, and the change is unprovoked.

This is the climax of the song, full of excitement on the outside and on the inside.

The last one was a gray-haired old man, with wrinkles on his face like a blooming chrysanthemum, and his body was haunted but taller than the first. The eyebrows are white, hanging straight to the ground, covering the top of the feet.

He finally concluded, but his voice was like that of a strong young man: "Hand over the Demon King!" ”

This is the end of the song, the outside is strong and the inside is strong, the coffin is closed, and it ends perfectly.

After singing a tune, they didn't say much, but the surrounding jungle was full of echoes, "Ha! Keep running! "You can't run away!" "Don't be caught yet!" "Hand over the Demon King!" Reflecting each other, one voice is stronger than another, and it is a thousand armies and horses roaring together, and the momentum is shocking.

The sound waves echoed over and over again in the small woods, but not the slightest sound could be heard from outside the trees, which was really amazing. Under the impact of a heavy wave of sound, the small animals sleeping in the woods either evacuated one after another, or fell asleep forever.

For a while, the birds and beasts took off, and the blood color also spread and fermented in the soil, in the woods, and in the grass at the same time. It was an animal that had no time to escape, and blood was coming out of its internal organs. Even the vigorous old trees began to have fine cracks on their bark.

The four of them looked at Zhang Fan's parents fixedly, their expressions were determined, and they never seemed to be worried that the two ordinary middle-aged couples in front of them would dare or could resist their huge sonic attacks.

They didn't move, most likely because the two of them had already broken their internal organs and lost consciousness under the attack of such a loud wave.

At this moment, Dad Zhang suddenly took a step forward, and with only one step, the four of them could no longer maintain a determined expression, and they couldn't even be shocked, because no one had ever been able to move so leisurely under the sound of the four of them.

He opened his mouth: "Get out!" Get lost! Get lost! Get lost! Get lost! Get lost! Get lost! Get lost! Get lost! Get lost! Get lost! Get lost! Get lost! Get lost! Get lost! Get lost! Get lost! Get lost! Get lost! Get lost! Get lost! Get lost! ”

Twenty-two rolls in a row, each roll has a different sound and tone, which corresponds to the twenty-two-character "tune" of the four people, except that when they are weak, he is strong, when they are strong, he is weak, when they are high, he is low, and when they are low, he is high. Each note corresponds to a seamless, just the right to neutralize a huge, exciting and dangerous song into a bland and unusually unusually unusually undulating aria.

These twenty-two "rolls" also constantly reverberate in the woods, overlapping, strengthening, canceling out. Finally broke through the confines of the woods, and the two-character tune of the four people turned into an inaudible sound wave vibration and disappeared into the sky.

The four of them spurted out a mouthful of blood, could no longer stand still, bent down and rolled backwards for a week to defuse the impact before standing up again.

But their eyes were full of horror, this kind of music duel is the most thrilling, the slightest hesitation will be doomed, and finally die. The most important thing about this kind of duel is to strike first, suppress people with merit, control people with strength, and win with change.

They seized the opportunity, sneak attack, the four of them cooperate like siblings, have the same skills, specialize in music and rhythm for decades, and their skills are superb, it stands to reason that they should be the best in the world and invincible.

But the man in front of them completely broke their cognition. He single-handedly fought against the joint force of the four, and forcibly smoothed out their ghostly voices with a more varied tone, but he still controlled people, who is this person?