"Punishment of thunder, fire!"

The strong wind of the long street blew gently, and the torches held by the family members emitted a faint light, and in the hoarse roar of Qian Minggui, the eyes of the people in the whole town widened, frightened and excited, as if the blessing laid by the gods was about to come to them, without fear, without knowing how to dodge.

"Don't!"

In the midst of the lightning and fire, a crowd suddenly rushed over, hugged the "Heavenly Thunder Punishment" on the iron wheel and shouted loudly.

"Run for your lives, don't come and die."

The man was cloaked in a disheveled hair and covered in blood, and it was the old pavilion chief who had just told them that "there are no people in Qingshan Town".

The housekeeper tugged at his arm, he didn't move, his beard was trembling by the cold wind, and then his whole body trembled, and his hoarse voice exploded in the crowd like a pounding pot.

"Run! If you don't leave, it's too late. ”

His eyes were red, and he looked back at Zhao Yin, one voice higher than the other, and every word seemed to be wheezing.

"I told you a long time ago that no one can call the shots for Qingshan Town, no one. Why are you still here to die? ”

"Castle Peak Town is gone. It's been a long time since then. ”

"I, the pavilion chief of Qingshan Town, except for me, there is no one here, no one."

"The people here have all become those tongues, and those tongues are them."

The old pavilion chief's words were high and fierce but incoherent, lying on the iron wheeled car, looking at the black crowd, he was like a dying old man who had just woken up from a big dream, and his desolate eyes burst out with sad light.

"You're all crazy. There is no new world, it is just a deception of a madman, there are no gods, no evil kings, no ancient spirits, those who die, will not ascend, and the souls will not be redeemed. They are all dead, they have gone from living people to dead people, they are our loved ones...... And you, one day, like them, will die, and only your tongue will be stored in that cave......"

"Ignition!" Qian Minggui shouted, "This nonsense guy, let him be punished by the thunder." ”

The two housekeepers pulled him away, and the old pavilion chief was still shouting.

"I'm the pavilion chief of Qingshan Town, if you want to punish me, punish me."

He shouted, rushing over and hugging the torch.

Strike!

A steel knife pierced through his back.

The old pavilion chief's eyes widened as he watched the knife pass through his chest.

He twisted his head, his mouth wide open, and looked at the man who had killed him.

The crowd suddenly fell silent, all the noise and shouting stopped at the same time, the picture seemed to be frozen, and the huge sadness in the eyes of the old pavilion chief turned into a tear that slipped from the corner of his eye.

The man held a steel knife in his hand, his eyes were firm and indifferent, "Uncle, you are crazy, your soul has rebelled against the evil king, your body is no longer pure, you must be destroyed......"

The old pavilion chief opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he didn't say a word.

His eyes were scattered, he turned his head with all his strength, and looked at Zhao Yin, the tears in his eyes were empty and desperate, just like the town in this long autumn night, miserable and bitter, full of devastation, as if the sky would never dawn, and there would never be daylight.

"I can call the shots for you." Zhao Yin reined in his horse, his gaze swept over the group of crazy people in front of him, and also looked at the old pavilion chief who had tried to wake them up with his death, and his tears and blood were winding down.

"That year, in front of your restaurant, your little grandson climbed a tree to pick cherries and fell, and I caught him."

Zhao Yin's faint voice reached the ears of the old pavilion chief with the cold wind.

"Look. Life and death can be changed, and there are naturally people in Qingshan Town who can be the master. ”

The long wind passed through the street through the darkness, and the old pavilion chief's eyes lit up, as if the light of hope had risen, and his hand finally slowly drooped.

"To die in the town is for the martyrs!"

Zhao Yin's sword body was stained with blood, and he held it high, "Kill!" ”

The soldiers were furious, roaring and rushing forward.

"Ignition! Quick, fire them up and let the Thunderbolt punish them! ”

The voice of Qian Minggui was buried in the long wind.

The torch lit the fuse, and the spark came out and went out.

One thunder is useless, and another thunder still doesn't work.

Qian Minggui went crazy, crawled over and took the torch from the family, and went to light it himself.

"It's over!"

Several of the thunderbolts pushed out by the iron wheeled cart seemed to be dumb, and they went out after a spark.

Zhu Jiu said in a loud voice: "See? The gods don't favor the devils, and the punishment of the gods is a deception. ”

"No, it can't be. No way. Qian Minggui climbed onto the iron wheeled car, opened the lid of the thunder, and pulled it gently, and the lead fell out loosely.

Where else can it be ignited?

"What's going on? How so? ”

He cried out with the lead, his eyes occupied by fear, his body trembling, almost forgetting the pain.

If the thunder does not burn, the punishment of the evil monarch will be a thousand times more uncomfortable than the current pain, ten thousand times.

"Who is it, who is it that destroys the ...... of the heavenly thunder"

He wanted to find a sheep with a back pot, and his eyes fell on his master Zou Sai.

"Is it you, isn't it you?"

Zou Sai grabbed him by the shoulder, pushed him away, looked at him again, and then turned his head, his eyes red and crazy.

"Qian Minggui, you have ruined the evil king's plan! You're dead. ”

"No, it's not me, it can't be me. What's going on? How so? ”

Qian Minggui muttered in his mouth, turning over and over these few words.

The shadow of a dog flashed in Zou Sai's mind, moving in from Tianlei, and only that dog slipped into the warehouse......

However, he quickly dismissed the idea.

One is that he doesn't believe that there is such a smart dog in this world who knows how to destroy the thunder.

The second is that he doesn't dare to put all the responsibility on a dog, after all, it is impossible for a dog to take the blame, but money is expensive.

"It has to be you." Zou Sai grabbed Qian Minggui's collar, "The evil monarch has long suspected that you have betrayed him. It is you who report the news, and you are also the one who destroys the thunder. ”

"Fuck your shit."

In the face of life and death, Sven swept the floor, and Qian Minggui looked at Zou Sai with a dead face, "It was you who sued me in front of the evil king, it was you who wanted to take my place, and it was you who framed me!" I'll fight with you! ”

The two men scuffled.

Qian Minggui was hit by an arrow in the shoulder, but his fat body was extremely flexible, and Zou Sai was grabbed by him and couldn't struggle.

Bai Zhi kicked over, kicked the two of them, and then picked them up with Ding Yu and dragged them in front of Zhao Yin.

"Master. What to do with these two people? ”

Zhao Yin looked at the dense crowd in front of him, his eyes narrowed slightly.

"Hold it down, stay alive."

The crazy people of Qingshan Town witnessed the failure of the evil monarch's "Heavenly Thunder Punishment", lost the command of Qian Minggui and Zou Sai, and became vulnerable. There are a lot of them, but the force value is really not the opponent of Jinyiwei, without the punishment of the heavenly thunder, the inner barrier has been knocked down, and all of them have become human sandbags that can breathe.

"We've won."

In the box, Zhao Yunzhen grabbed Shi Yong's sleeve.

"We're winning, why don't we go out yet?"

Shi Yong watched a thrilling fight in the box, and his mood at this time was not much calmer than Zhao Yunzhen's.

But her face did not show the slightest excitement.

"Wait."

"What are you waiting for?"

Zhao Yunzhen didn't understand.

The blood on his body seemed to be burning, ignited by this fierce battle, he wanted to fight, like Uncle Yin, like Xie Fang, like Zhu Jiu, like those men.

"Let's go out, Ah Shi, I'm going out."

Shi Yong pressed his neck and patted his back soothingly, the child in his arms stiffened and resisted a little, Shi Yong grabbed him over and hugged him in his arms, Zhao Yunzhen was finally honest.

Shi Yong's eyes looked through the small hole and found the figure.

Zhao Yin on the horse was covered in armor, with a leather belt around his waist, and leather boots on his feet, the whole person was slender and straight, and his face under the phoenix wing helmet was also very handsome and good-looking, but he was tall and unexpected, his face was cold and lonely, and his eyes were full of slaughter under his frowning eyebrows.

Wrong.

Shi Yong's heart sank slightly.

A subtle abnormality crept into my heart.

It was passed on from Zhao Yin.

"What the hell are we waiting for?" Zhao Yunzhen asked impatiently.

"Wait for you, Uncle Yin." Shi Yong looked at Zhao Yin intently, said this, and lowered his eyelids again, "Wait for him to beckon us out." ”

Zhao Yunzhen stared at the woman beside him.

Her eyes had long been accustomed to the darkness, and through the light of the small holes, Zhao Yunzhen could see her outline clearly.

"Do you want me to marry you?"

This kid's cold words were extremely terrifying, Shi Yong was stunned, and almost laughed.

"Why did Your Highness say this?"