The voice is also a little familiar, and before the first layer of arrow rain is fired, the voice of the behemoth is replaced by a female voice.

"King Liang, are you guilty?"

Dark fifteen hated to turn the audio amplifier to the maximum, and a piercing murmur sounded after the word "sin", which went straight to the depths of people's eardrums.

This is also a miracle, right? It can kill people invisibly.

The soldiers at the head of the city were in high spirits, but the soldiers outside the city fell to their knees.

Archers...... Where can you still draw a bow? The eyeballs are straight.

Because, with this sound that can pierce the eardrum, a figure slowly rises on the top of the behemoth, with white clothes fluttering, veils fluttering, windless automatic, and fairy aura permeating......

Immortal energy, really immortal energy, the behemoth rose up a large cloud of white mist, no, it should be white clouds.

A woman masked with a white veil flowing in white clothes with one hand on the top, five fingers erected to make a tense shape, one hand on the bottom, holding a jade bottle in the palm of her hand, and a tender willow branch in the jade bottle......

This look, there is really no one!

Holding the lion's head on the battlement of the city's head, he raised his head to the sky and let out a happy wolf roar: "┗|'O′|┛嗷~~!" ”

The soldiers and officials above and below the city trembled their knees for a long time, and at last, like cutting wheat, they all bowed to the ground.

"The Bodhisattva of Great Compassion Guanyin!"

King Liang, who was determined, was stunned.

Is this really not the work of the mountain demon, but the Bodhisattva Guanyin came down and punished him?

"No, it's not! Definitely not! This king is the true son of heaven, and everyone expects it! ”

There were too many soldiers who fell to the ground, and the standing King Liang and a vote of die-hard fans stood out from the crowd, and there was no way to avoid it, so that his unwilling roar could spread.

In the white auspicious clouds, the fluttering fairy spoke again, and his voice was still high-pitched and clear enough for everyone to hear, which was a miracle in itself.

"King Liang, tell me, how did you decide that you were the true son of heaven?"

I've been wondering about this perception for a long time.

King Liang's face was sweating like pulp, his knees trembled, he insisted on not kneeling, proudly touched a small yellow cloth package, opened it......

So familiar!

"Great God, please see, what Xiao Wang has in his hand is the real founding jade seal, and the first emperor sent someone to deliver it to Xiao Wang......"

King Liang is very strong, and he wants to continue to fool the gods with his own apocryphal stories, what if he fools him?

The queen mother at the head of the city held her son's hand tightly, God knows how excited she was, she wanted to refute it loudly, but no, the savior of their mother and son is here!

The little emperor did not speak, but gave one hand to his mother, and the other went to caress the back of the lion's neck.

"Savior" chuckled, trying to maintain the demeanor of a fairy, the hand that was in the shape of a fold stretched out flatly, and there was even a yellow cloth burden, and the burden was automatically loosened, exactly the same thing......

"Founding Jade Seal!" The soldiers who fell to the ground were exclaiming, it was too mysterious, and three founding jade seals had already appeared!

The look behind the veil of the fairy was a little anxious, although this section was not rehearsed in advance, but the assistant Dark Fifteen was also not able to do anything, shouldn't he add a little light to the authenticity of the jade seal at this time? Could it be that he wants to ask the fairy to prove that this is true?

The toes of the fairy moved slightly, but he actually kicked the dark fifteen kicks who held the fan with one hand and relaxed the cigarette smoke with the other, telling him to be smarter.

Aunt Edi! The dark fifteen hated that he didn't have eight hands, and in a hurry, he turned on the emergency flashlight with his chin, and aimed his mouth at the direction of the jade seal.

Huo Huo, the jade seal in the hands of the immortal is in full bloom......

The voice of the immortal resounded in the sky: "King Liang, you have killed meritorious officials, colluded with foreign enemies, forged jade seals, plotted for the throne, and cut yourself." ”

"Cut yourself, cut yourself......"

The sound echoed repeatedly, accompanied by a piercing roar.

"No, no, no! Don't! "King Liang was struck by lightning, his knees had bent unconsciously, his head was also slammed to the ground, and he began to cry out and plead, "The great mercy and compassion of Guanyin Bodhisattva, Xiao Wang knows that he is wrong, Xiao Wang is just blinded by lard......"

All the soldiers in the city threw away their weapons and fell to the ground, and no one stood again.

The drawbridge had been leveled with a "creak", and the defenders of the city rushed out in formation......

The immortal, the savior, or the bodhisattva as people call it, disappears in place......

Originally, I planned to add a few lines to cheer for the little apprentice and encourage the people to work together to go to a better life, but unfortunately the time was tight, and I didn't have time to find the information, so I made it up myself, and I didn't have the confidence to fool the civil officials in the city, so Li Hua had to give up regretfully and leave in time.

There was a ripple in the air, and it was the Dark Fifteen guarding the place where she vanished.

Then, after another dog flew out of the city, he squatted quietly and persistently, just like waiting for his master to reappear.

King Liang made very adequate preparations and expected almost every detail, but it ended so dismally, like a farce.

His die-hard fan guards wanted to save this unlucky master, but unfortunately, the colorful fog was shrouded, and they themselves couldn't escape.

The entire Dark Guard Battalion was dispatched, and the eyes of the camp master on the sliding pole were like falcons, and no one could hide.

Dark Fifteen could feel it, and the camp master's eyes fell on his heavy and cool military boots that tightly wrapped his calves, for a long time......

He shrank in the dark, his fingers brushed off a layer of dirt on the upper of the shoe, oh oh, this shoe is so cool, there is an iron plate embedded in the front, you can fight without weapons in the future, he doesn't want to give it to the camp owner, the camp owner doesn't have to walk......

Why don't you discuss with Master Li again and send a wheelchair to the camp owner in advance?

No one knows that the dark fifteenth is desperately adding drama in his heart, what a busy moment, to capture the remnants of King Liang, distinguish the ignorant soldiers, and all have to be tried again in the first instance.

When the dust settled, the little emperor who left the palace for the first time anxiously summoned the lion head to follow him back to the palace, but the dog was motionless, proud like an ancestor.

Outside the city gate, the night was thick, and the soldiers at the head of the city gradually lost sight of the lion's head.

Li Hua, who was guarded, was still waiting for An Bixiao's news in the martial arts hall, she didn't dare to follow her, for fear that she would consume energy by shuttling through the time and space tunnel and cut off An Bixiao's way back.

I can, Li Li can never go back, An Bixiao can't, his army, his career, in Daqi.

She could only wait, carefully pinching her phone, paying attention to the beating signal.

This signal had stopped when she came in, Li Hua did not hesitate, and sent the founding jade seal that she had just pretended to be forced to use into the warehouse, not daring to waste a little energy, and forcibly did not call Smecta or send WeChat, just waiting.

Very tired, closed my eyes, half asleep.

The flatbed car was still on the coffee table, the newly changed bedding was spread very smoothly, and a woman frowned slightly, leaning back on the back of the sofa, and her feet were poking on the empty coffee table, without an image.