Chapter 9: Destruction of Temples and Killings

After Tobal was thrown out of the window, another figure floated out of the window, and without pause, he jumped onto the roof and sped away in a northeasterly direction. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Seeing this, Wan Yantong put Tobal on his back, jumped on the roof, and chased in the direction of the man's escape.

Chunzhu just wanted to chase out of the darkness, but Qingtong's voice came from the sea of knowledge: "Don't move, the people in the house will come out immediately." ”

Sure enough, it didn't take long for a few people to jump out of the window of the guest room. The leader looked left and right, beckoned, and led the four strong men behind him to rush towards the southwest of the town.

"It's a good trick to divert the tiger from the mountain, and I almost fell for it. Chunzhu patted her shoulder lightly, and Qingtong's hiding space carefully followed.

Chunzhu followed the people of the Qingzhou Gang all the way to an abandoned ruined temple more than ten miles away from the town and hid his body. He looked at the leader of the Light Boat Gang and muttered a few words to the man who had come out of the grass next to the ruined temple. Then, with the disciples of the Qingzhou Gang, he put down the basket and took something out of the basket.

Chunzhu knew that what the people of the Qingzhou Gang arranged outside the ruined temple would never be a good thing, it should be a highly poisonous drug, or some poisonous insect such as scorpions and poisonous snakes.

He looked around, found a place where the Qingzhou Gang had not yet arranged poisons, flew up to the roof of the broken temple, and looked into the courtyard of the broken temple.

In the courtyard of the ruined temple, there stood an old man in his sixties and two men in his thirties.

The old man held a sword-like weapon in his hand. He stuck his sword-like weapon into the wall and pressed one hand against the sword. He was already wounded, and the blood dripping from the wound had gathered into a small pool of blood on the ground.

Two men, one carrying a long sword, pressed against the back of a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl. The other was holding a steel knife, which was placed on the neck of a fourteen or fifteen-year-old child, and it felt like a knife had been slashed.

"Old thing, hand over the Flame Slash. The man with the sword opened his mouth and said, "Lao Tzu advises you not to listen to his good words." Now that you have a family of more than ten people, there are only two little things left, do you let them die? or let them live, just wait for your words. ”

"Grandpa, I'm afraid. The boy's voice trembled, and he was terrified.

"Shut up, you coward. The girl roared, "Grandpa, we are dead, and you can't give the flame slash to these two despicable villains, don't let them desecrate the immortals of the upper realm." ”

"You're looking for death. The man with the sword was furious, and the long sword was handed out, piercing the girl's chest.

"Old fellow, this is the root of your family, do you want to keep it? The man with the steel knife pressed the steel knife against the boy's neck.

"Qi'er, be good, close your eyes, don't be afraid of anything if you can't see, learn from your sister. The old man looked at Qi'er and said kindly.

"Old thing, it looks like you don't want to hand over the Flame Slash. The man with the steel knife said viciously, "Then I will slaughter your grandson." ”

"Okay. The old man glared angrily, and refused to give an inch: "If you kill my grandson, I will destroy the flame slash and scatter it in two." ”

"Old thing, are you scaring me?" said the man with the steel knife arrogantly: "If you dare to destroy the Flame Slash, I will cramp and skin you, and crush your bones and scatter ashes." If you don't believe me, you try. ”

"Baby, since the day when he adhered to the will of the ancestors and guarded the flames of the Chifeng Immortals, he has taken life and death lightly. When people die and the lights go out, you just boil my bones into glue, and I won't have a little pain, you don't need such words to intimidate me. The old man said calmly.

"Old thing, why are you going to take your grandson's life for an irrelevant thing. "The man with the sword in hand is really afraid that the old man will destroy the flame slash.

When he saw that the hard one was not good, he came to the soft one again: "As long as you hand over the Flame Slash, I will let you and your grandson live, and I will give you a large sum of money to let you live happily for the rest of your life, isn't it?"

"Don't dream, if the old man had this heart, he wouldn't have ended up like this, the whole family of sixteen, who were killed by you, are now only our ancestors and grandchildren. The old man looked at his grandson with his eyes closed, and tears flowed down his eyes.

"Let me tell you the truth, the old man doesn't plan to leave here alive, but I won't hand over the flames of the Chifeng Immortal to you. The old man wiped a handful of tears: "I can't let you take it, run rampant in the rivers and lakes, and poison the living beings." ”

"Old thing, I think you're just a toast and don't eat and punish the crumbs. The man with the steel knife raised the steel knife: "Okay, I'll make a bet with you, I don't believe that you have the ability to destroy the flame slash." ”

Chunzhu has a feeling that he doesn't know whether to cry or laugh, the old man sacrificed his life to protect the flame slash of the whole family, but it is not the one he used in his previous life.

But what he wants to do most now is to save the elderly and children no matter what, even if it is at the cost of his life.

Just as Chunzhu was about to make a move, a chirp broke through the air, coming from the roof of the house opposite him, and went straight to the man with the steel knife.

The man with the steel knife in his hand was hit by the attacking tiles, and before he had time to snort, he fell on his back and threw the steel knife in his hand aside.

The strong man holding the sword was so shocked that he took a step back and said tremblingly: "Who? ”

Before his words could be heard, a figure jumped from the roof of the ruined temple.

"Why did he come here, didn't he go northeast and chase after the injured Tobal?" Chunzhu thought to himself as he looked at Wan Yantong who had fallen into the courtyard. "Oh, by the way, he must have found out later that he had been fooled, and he turned back and rushed here. ”

"Who are you? Why do you want to cross the beam? Do you know who I am?" The strong man with the sword saw that there was only one person after Yan Tong, and his courage grew stronger.

"You are a person who is going to die, there is no need to know who I am, and I don't want to know who a person who is going to die is?" Wan Yantong glanced at the person holding the sword, and did not pay attention to him at all.

He looked at Chunzhu's hiding place, and said loudly: "Friends on the roof, come down, the one who shrunk his head and tail is not the behavior of a hero." ”

"Mother. Chunzhu smiled bitterly and thought, "Didn't you hide on the roof of the opposite side just now?" Why are you laughing at me now and shrinking my head and tail? ”

He has now been discovered by Wan Yantong, and it doesn't make much sense to hide any longer. He thought to himself, "Either run away and not wade into this troubled water, or jump off the roof and put yourself in danger." ”

Just as Chunzhu was thinking, the old man suddenly went crazy, and swung the so-called Flame Slash, slashing at Wanyan Tong, who came to save his grandson Qi'er.