The sun god is a natural mage, how can he not understand the price to be paid for the resurrection of people. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Uncle Shi, is this a life for life?" The three madmen naturally had such an idea in their hearts.

"You actually called him uncle?" King Yama pursed his lips, a little surprised.

The three madmen were silent, he didn't hear what King Yama said, but he didn't know how to answer, he knew in his heart that there was some truth in this uncle's transformation into that crazy appearance, and even now he has begun to forgive this uncle who is as deep as the sea, the three madmen know that the death of the stone is a certainty, so he began to give all these hatreds to the two words, he hates the injustice of the sky, and wants to compare with this day.

"Hey......" King Yama could only sigh when he saw the expressions of the three madmen.

The sun god's lips beside the bed were white, and there was no blood to speak of, but seeing Mu Jinhua open his eyes, he swept away all his tiredness and smiled happily.

"Jin'er......" the sun god whispered, afraid that the sound would be too loud and shatter the fragile soul.

It's just that Jin'er seems to be experiencing something, although she opens her eyes, there is confusion and despair in her eyes, although she has vitality, she doesn't look like she has come to life.

The three madmen sweated in their hearts, how extravagant he hoped that Mu Jinhua would wake up like this and come back to life like this, so that there would be no series of tragedies in the future.

"Bang!" With a bang, the drunken seventh uncle stumbled open the door of the thatched house, like an uninvited guest disturbing other people's dreams.

"Why are you so drunk?" The sun god said with some sternness.

"Senior brother! Won't you have a drink with me? The seventh uncle slammed his head on the table and shook the wine jug in his hand, signaling the sun god to come and accompany him to get drunk and dream of death.

"What nonsense!" The sun god glanced at the seventh uncle and didn't pay attention to him.

"Hey! Brother! What's wrong with you today, you can even ignore this fine wine! The seventh uncle put his head on the table and waved his hands drunkenly.

"That's right! What's the point of just the two of us drinking, Jin'er? Where did Jin'er go? The seventh uncle said after a drink.

"Jin'er! Jin'er! Senior brother, Jin'er......" The seventh uncle raised his head as if he suddenly thought of something, and said with tears on his face.

The sun god didn't pay attention to him, as if he was settled, he no longer paid attention to all the changes in the outside, and just looked at Mu Jinhua lying on the bed with deep affection.

"Senior brother, you took Jin'er away today, where did you hide Jin'er? Where did you hide Jin'er? Let me see, shall we? "Uncle Seven staggered and was about to stand up.

"Bang!" There was a muffled sound, and the seventh uncle, who hadn't stood up yet, dropped the wine jug on the ground.

This chaotic sound seemed to interfere with the sun god, and I saw that the sun god waved his hand a little annoyed, and the seventh uncle seemed to be held up by an invisible giant palm, and threw it out.

"Boom!" With a loud bang, the seventh uncle was thrown to the ground like a mourning dog, lying on his back, shouting "Jin'er!" Two lines of tears were left in his eyes.

At this time, the night was deep, the cold wind rose slightly, and the moon hid a little shyly, leaving only the stars in the sky twinkling and flashing, the seventh uncle remembered this night more than once, three people and a tiger lying on the ground counting the stars, at that time Mu Jinhua had not grown up......

"Is this what it's called fate?" The eyes of the three madmen are hot, if this is an order for him not to admit it, he will definitely change it, and everything will go according to his own wishes.

"It's fate!" King Yama replied that although he knew that saying it might not work, some words were always better than not saying them at all.

"Jin'er, don't be afraid! Brother accompanies you. "The sun god always looks like a big brother.

But Mu Jinhua is still like that, and it doesn't necessarily get better......

"He must die!" The sun god gritted his teeth and said fiercely.

I saw him prick his finger and squeeze out a drop of blood, dancing in the air without a track like a ghost drawing, until the drop of blood dried up and disappeared into his fingertips, and the sun god stopped, but his face was much paler.

"What is this?" The three madmen thought that this was a spiritual talisman to save Mu Jinhua, but there was no vision, or it was a method to protect Mu Jinhua and return to the sun, the three madmen guessed wildly.

It's just that he thought wrong, tonight is destined to be a sleepless night, in the tavern a hundred miles away, the leader is sitting at the wine table, drinking wine and crossing Erlang's legs, telling the fox friends and dog friends who are sitting around for a week about today's feat.

The eyes of these people around them were straight, and they wished that they hadn't gone with the leader at that time, and they could take a look at the tiger girl and borrow a light.

The foul language in the liquor shop was so rude that even the bartender listened to the yearning of God.

At first, everyone thought that there was an extra person here to listen to the story, and no one paid attention to it, not to mention that there were still people who cared about it, and their attention was focused on the fiery plot between the leader and the tiger girl.

I saw that the black shadow seemed to have life, and stood up from the ground a little strangely, split into two, and covered the leader's body like a shadow.

At first, everyone thought that the candle flame was deliberately extinguished by a guy who didn't know which good thing was going to create an atmosphere, but then it was discovered that something was not quite right, and the black image was like a living figure, like two skilled butchers, cutting the leader with a knife in their hands.

The leader shouted loudly as if he had fallen into a pan of oil, but the black shadow could not be seen and touched, as if it were a shadow