Chapter 129: Entering the drama too deeply
Zhang Fan thought about it, but he didn't come up with a good solution.
Seeing Zhang Fansi thinking about it, King Yang's impatience became heavier, and he spoke.
"Okay, let's go, no, we're going after a fight, is it so difficult to choose?"
Hearing this, Zhang Fan's heart was horizontal, and he waved his hand and said.
"You go, but I will take my king to write it down today."
As the words fell, he nodded at the white wolf and turned around and walked back.
The white wolf looked at the wounds on his body, his expression was full of unwillingness, but he also said helplessly.
"Let them go."
The white wolf's words fell, and the surrounding monsters slowly separated a path for the four of them to pass.
Without saying much, King Yang reached out and grabbed the spear's arm, pulled it up, put it on his shoulder, and strode forward.
Watching King Yang take the lead and walk forward, Luo Yu understood that there was no better way to escape now, although he didn't know what this King Yang had in mind, but now it was better to escape unscathed, so he could only take one step at a time, nodded to Yang Zhan and Dongfang Qiushui, and the three of them followed King Yang's footsteps.
On the other side, the white wolf looked at Zhang Fan walking in front of him with anger on his face, his cold eyes were full of dissatisfaction, and he spoke.
"Did you just let Luo Yu go? What do I say about this wounded body? ”
At this moment, Zhang Fan also had some anger in his heart and said.
"Don't let Luo Yu go, what do you say, King Yang is an intermediate level, you and I have beaten him together, not to mention that there are three Luo Yu standing on the sidelines and staring at him. When the two of us are defeated, who can stop King Yang, just by the flesh and blood of the monsters under your command? ”
When the white wolf heard this, he snorted coldly, not speaking, obviously it also knew that they couldn't stop King Yang without Wu Qingfeng, and with Wu Qingfeng here, it was easy to leave this King Yang.
Because Wu Qingfeng, who devoured the beads in his brother's body, was the same as this Yang Wang, he had also reached the middle level of the ground level, and he was even only one line away from reaching the advanced level of the ground level, but this line needed a large number of beads to fill it.
Seeing that the white wolf snorted coldly and didn't speak, Zhang Fan ignored it and rushed towards K City, he still needed to quickly report this matter to Wu Qingfeng and ask Wu Qingfeng to decide.
Wu Qingfeng in K City heard the news from Zhang Fan's report, nodded, and said with a smile.
"You did the right thing, it really should be so, if it is just for a Luo Yu to deserve your life, then this deal is too unworthy, compared to you, Luo Yu is not worthy."
Wu Qingfeng's words fell, Zhang Fan was a little stunned, he didn't expect Wu Qingfeng to say such a sentence, according to his guess Luo Yu fled under his own eyes, even if Wu Qingfeng would not be angry, but he would have some emotions, but he never thought that Wu Qingfeng would have this attitude.
This made Zhang Fan a little surprised, and this was also the first accident that Wu Qingfeng brought him, which made Zhang Fan's mood fluctuate a little.
With a straight look, Zhang Fan spoke.
"What should we do now, do you want us to intercept Luo Yu together, and kill King Yang, so as to remove a stumbling block for the future conquest of the world."
Wu Qingfeng shook his head and said.
"It's useless to chase him, now that Luo Yu has come out of the encirclement, like a fish returning to the sea and letting it swim, he can't find it anymore, so be ready for him to come back in the future."
Zhang Fan nodded and retreated.
Not long after Zhang Fan left, Wu Qingfeng picked up the wine glass on the coffee table and threw it on the ground, and then the sound of ping-pong continued, and a word came out with the sound of smashing.
"King Yang, if you dare to harm my business, I will kill you."
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Li Yan returned home, looking at the empty cave and feeling a little empty, Luo Yu and they still chose to leave today after all, I am afraid that they will not be able to see each other again in this life.
To this day, she still can't let go of her husband's departure, and even she once resented Luo Yu, and even today she believes that her husband's death is directly related to Luo Yu.
Although she also knew that her husband's death had nothing to do with Luo Yu, she was just angry.
But in such a world, when her husband and children are dead, if a woman wants to live strongly, she must always have a motivation, a motivation to live.
Now she and Luo Yu are clear, before entering K City, Luo Yu took out the beads to prevent her from dying in the wild, and now she has saved their lives, which is considered two clearing.
Otherwise, her heart is always very complicated, and she doesn't know how to face Luo Yu, but now that she is okay, she can rest assured to hate.
can be said to be relieved to hate, so what is the little smile on his face, is it insidious?
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Zhang Jiang returned to the fighting hall and lay quietly on the bed, he had already told those students just now that classes had been suspended in the past few days, and he wanted to rest for a few days.
At this moment, the old man was lying on the bed, but his thoughts drifted to the clouds, he didn't know if Luo Yu could escape, and if he could use it for him after escaping, and infinitely consume the combat power of K City?
And that letter, whether the lazy Yang Wang can rush over, or because the current Luo Yu is just an insignificant chess piece, there is no need to put too much thought into it.
The old man lay on the bed like this and thought a lot, thinking about Luo Yu, thinking about King Yang, thinking about Gao Ke, thinking about Wu Qingfeng, thinking about Zhang Fan who fought with him for an hour, and thinking about K City.
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Zhang Yun's face was withered, and she sat on the edge of the bed with a dull expression, looking at the ground with blank eyes.
The little guy on the bed has already slept, with a smile in the corners of his eyes, and the delicate little mouth makes a chirping sound from time to time, it can be seen that the little guy is sleeping very sweetly, and he doesn't know what kind of sweet dream he is having.
At this moment, Zhang Yun's heart was full of despair, under that high platform, she watched the sixth child be beheaded by Zhang Fan with a knife, and that knife cut off not only the life of the sixth child, but also her hope of living in the future.
Now she has nothing but the little guy who fell asleep in the bed, she wants to die, but she can't worry about the little guy in bed.
He is already a child without a father, and without a mother, is his life too bitter, and how can she Zhang Yun endure this heart.
Wow, the little guy who was sleeping quietly on the bed cried, and the indistinct sound of 'Mom, Mom' sounded, it seemed that he had just learned to speak, and the words were not yet clear.
Hearing the little guy crying, Zhang Yunqiang cheered up and gently coaxed the little guy on the bed, but the tears fell down drippingly, and he couldn't erase them.
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Gao Ke staggered back to his dilapidated home, just now he went to his son's house, it turned out that his son had never been arrested, it was just this play directed by them.
But as a person watching the play, he entered the play, and he was so deep into the play that he thought that everything was real, and the price of watching the wrong play was to pay the bottom line of life that he had always adhered to.
Sitting on the bed with difficulty, Gao Ke gasped, as if it took a few short steps, but it took his life's strength to finish.
Taking out a dagger, Gao Ke looked at the cold edge flashing on the dagger, and opened his mouth quietly.
"Luo Yu, I owe you this life, I don't want to say anything about paying it back in the next life, the next life is too far away, and it is out of reach, just this life, I will compensate you with my life."
The words fell, and a knife stabbed into his chest.
On this day, at night, the bright moon was not visible, the four fields were dark, and the old man Gao Ke died in his cold and damp home.