"My father said that if you don't succeed in going the first time, you don't have to force it, and you can go with me when I get home, which is more sincere. But by the time I got home, the bad news had already arrived. Uncle Wang also said that they had reminded you that the neighborhood was not peaceful recently, and invited you to come and live in the house, but when your father and son seemed to be angry, they ignored this suggestion. ”

Wang Menglu paused and continued: "As for the family of the gang of bandits you mentioned, Ah Qi originally sent someone to cut down the grass and eradicate the roots after he found out, but I stopped them after I found out, and those women and children didn't know anything, so I took pity on them and let them be subordinates in our family." ”

"Empty words, who believes what you say?" Although the fake Brother Ah Qihuang was still staring at Wang Monroe fiercely, his tone was not as hot as before.

Wang Menglu shook his hand at him and said: "It doesn't matter, whether you believe it or not, anyway, that's the truth, I told you to make you a ghost, little Taoist, do it!"

Wang Mengroe, who had an indifferent expression, turned his back and walked to the direction of the palace gate, as if he wanted to take a look at the sunlight that had been locked in the mural for many years and had never been seen.

And the Huang family brother, who was a little silent at this time by her words, lowered his head, as if digesting the news just now, and when King's Landing slashed with a sword, he suddenly said loudly: "Wait, it's not enough for you to go out and kill me, please untie me, and when I return to that corpse, you can kill me again, so that you can really leave." ”

King's Landing swept his eyes over everyone present, and the rest of them responded to him with their eyes, except for Song Yu, who was still pretending to be dead on the ground. Looking at everyone's indifferent eyes, without that formation, it is estimated that he will not be able to make any waves, King's Landing waved his hand, took away the ropes and charms of the fake Ah Qi's body, and took three steps back to see what moth he could make.

I saw that the fake Ah Qi leaned his back against the pillar, moved slowly with one hand, supported himself with one foot, bit off the index finger of his right hand, and used blood as a medium to draw a strange spell in the air.

When he stopped, the spell spun around in the air three times, and then scattered to the ground, and blood flowed on the floor, connecting the corpse and the fake Ah Qi, and the blood on the two of them slowly crawled all over their bodies from under their feet, drawing strange tattoos on the surface of the skin.

King's Landing and Bai Yun silently drew their long swords just in case, and after waiting for a while, the tattoos on the two of them formed a pattern that everyone had never seen before, and then looked at the red light on the two people, and after a while, the body of the fake Ah Qi fell softly, but the corpse in the yellow robe straightened up, slowly stood still, and opened his eyes.

With a wave of the man's sleeves, a magic circle appeared out of thin air and bombarded Song Aqi's corpse, seeing that he was about to capture him again, suddenly heard an old and majestic voice coming from behind him: "National Teacher, who are these people, why are they in my palace?"

I saw that Song Aqi's body, which had just fallen, was now standing up again, although it had changed back to the old face he saw at the beginning, the majesty and momentum on his face were not the same as the fake Aqi just now.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, the red sleeves brought in by the white clouds flew into his hand, and he turned around to shoot at King's Landing, with a look on his face as if everyone else present was an ant.

I never thought about it, I stepped out, but I fell to the ground in a daze, and the floor shook three times, and then I heard Wang Monroe at the door of the hall exclaim: "Ah Qi!"

The old emperor Ah Qi, who had just gotten up half of his body when he heard this voice, fell down excitedly, and couldn't stand up after several attempts in succession.

Wang Menglu rushed over in a few steps and stretched out her hand to pick up Ah Qi, but her hands passed straight through Ah Qi's body, and both of them were stunned on the spot for a while.

The yellow-robed Taoist silently walked over and helped Ah Qi up and said, "Whether what you said is true or not, after all, I still owe Ah Qi a life, and I will pay it back to you now." After speaking, I saw that the human eyes were closed, and the ruddy body dried up in an instant, and the injuries on Song Aqi's body just now recovered one by one, and his face changed back to the way he was young.

"Meng'er, what is the situation with you, what is the situation with the national teacher, and who are these people?" At this time, Song Aqi was like a second monk at a loss.

But Wang Monroe seemed to be stupid, with tears in her eyes, and touched Ah Qi's face with her hand, which she couldn't actually touch.

Seeing this, the old emperor didn't ask any more questions, hugged Miss Wang in a false way, and sprinkled a lot of dog food on everyone present.

But after hugging for a while, the figure of Miss Wang in Song Aqi's arms became lighter and fainter, like a candle in the wind that would disappear at any time, and Song Aqi was anxious when she saw this scene. Hurriedly asked, "Dream, what's wrong with you?"

"I've been dead for so many years, it's already the greatest gift from God that God has given us to see Ah Qi again, and now I'm going to reincarnate, Ah Qi, the national teacher and these people have paid a lot for us to see each other again, after I leave, don't trouble them, just let them leave!"

Song Aqi wanted to say something more, but Wang Menglu covered her mouth with her hand and shook her head, and then the two looked at each other for a long time, until Wang Monroe's body gradually turned into light and slowly dispersed, and Song Aqi also tightly closed his hugging hands, as if to feel the last thing left by Wang Monroe.

After a while, Song Aqi raised his head, and said to everyone with red eyes and a slightly nasal voice: "I seem to know everything, come on, friends, I'll take you out." After finishing speaking, Ah Qi strode forward and walked outside the hall.

Everyone followed, and when they walked out of the door, they saw a portal appear above the Shinto out of thin air, Song Aqi raised his hand and pointed to the door and said, "You can go out from there, let me give you the last bit of something!"

I saw that as soon as he held his hand and opened it again, eight rays of light rushed into the bodies of the eight people present, so fast that even King's Landing and Bai Yun didn't react, and the light had already rushed into the body.

Looking at Song Aqi's wrinkled face, his figure was also rickety, and he waved his hand at a few people with silver hair and said, "Let's go! ”

After everyone made their own rituals to Song Aqi under the leadership of King's Landing, they turned around and walked towards the portal in the air.

Jun Yixue glanced back at the moment when she rushed out with Song Yu, but found that the elderly Ah Qi was standing in front of the empty hall, and the surroundings began to slowly collapse, but he didn't have the slightest intention of dodging, and even a smile about to be relieved appeared on his face.