Chapter 22: The Slaughter of the Lord in the Season of Light Snow (Part II)
Loujia Village. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
The second egg who was paralyzed on the wooden bed, the Niu Niu who covered the back of her hand and sobbed, and Dachun, who was covered in blood, constituted a miserable picture that could not bear to look at.
Da Chun was the most seriously injured, and the cross dart embedded in his right chest had been removed, but the dart was extremely vicious, and the wound was not easy to heal after hitting the body.
After trying his best to stabilize Da Chun's injury, Du Jiujiang was already soaked in sweat, and because he had reasoned about the fate of the second egg just now, he was even weaker at this time, lying on the wooden chair panting.
The door slammed open!
As soon as he heard outside that the child at home was seriously injured, he rushed back like crazy, and when he saw the scene in the house, he almost fainted, and the old man suppressed the monstrous anger in his chest, gritted his teeth and said in a trembling voice: "Who did it!"
Erdan can be regarded as waiting for the backer, regardless of his physical weakness, he told what happened just now with a handful of snot and tears, and because of his emotion, he couldn't even explain the reason clearly with crying and scolding.
Niuniu saw that he was struggling, and she kept adding on the side. The wound on the back of her tender jade hand is deep in the bones, even if it is healed, I am afraid it will leave a scar, after taking the medicine, it is the most painful time, the little girl is crying while talking, pitiful.
Ezen's brows became heavier and heavier, his fists clenched, and his snow-white beard stood up like steel needles.
Tiny black lines visible to the naked eye continued to drill out of his body, constantly circling around him, and in less than a moment, it was like a huge black cocoon, containing the breath of death spurting out.
Ezen stood there, like a bloodthirsty demon who had just crawled out of the Shura Temple.
The room was instantly cold as an ice cave.
Killing intent, an invisible and phaseless thing, can not be obtained by cultivation alone, but is slowly accumulated by the head under the knife, like him, the killing intent that is condensed like a substance, I don't know how many dry bones and souls are piled up behind it.
Da Chun was extremely injured, but he ignored it, just staring at the god-killing master, and a fanatical look of worship appeared. Since he was a child, he likes to listen to his master talk about the Han barbarian war, and he admires the unparalleled fierce general, and even wants to experience the taste of killing the enemy before the battle, and get rid of a hot-blooded little man.
Niuniu was already frightened and hid in the corner of the house, not daring to cry anymore, and then simply buried her head in her knees, out of sight, not afraid.
And Erdan, the guy who was still chattering just now, stopped chattering, and looked panicked, and there was a chill that he hadn't felt for a long time, his whole body trembled, and he propped himself up and drilled into the bed.
Ezen's murderous machine was pervasive, and he picked up the knife and was about to go out.
"Dongguan Qinglong is about to be born. ”
Du Jiujiang said softly.
Ezen's burly body trembled violently, and the murderous aura suddenly disappeared without a trace.
Turning his head, the eyes of the old man who had killed people without blinking before were a little moist, and he trembled and said, "Really... Really?"
Du Jiujiang leaned back in his chair weakly, his withered body became weaker and weaker, and he nodded with all his might: "I used to think that Qi Yunshan's old bull's nose was a conspiracy to set up blame. But just now, I used the big six to derive it, and there was really this sign, but it was just ......"
Ezen stepped to his side, squatted down and asked anxiously, "But what!"
Du Jiujiang muttered: "You need to accumulate white bones, maybe you can wake up the birth of the green dragon." ”
slapped his thigh, Ezen shouted wildly: "Then it's worth the!"
Du Jiujiang said calmly: "I'm afraid it includes you and me." ”
Ezen spat at the mouth and said disdainfully: "Old fox, are you afraid of death?"
Du Jiujiang chuckled: "I can even abandon the life of my whole family, so why am I afraid of personal life and death." ”
E Chan scolded with a smile: "Damn, Lao Tzu has killed an unknown number of people on the battlefield, and he has already earned enough money! The Xia Man, who claims to eat human flesh, has been cut down by me and cried for his mother, and he is afraid of losing his head? You dare to do something that a sour scholar dares to do, and you are embarrassed to grind and chirp with me! It's not bragging, take out Lao Tzu's courage and weigh it, it will definitely be three catties more than you!"
Du Jiujiang no longer answered, but turned sideways to look at the second egg who was hiding in the quilt on the bed and shivering, and felt a lot of emotion in his heart.
Homes are ruined and people are scattered
Thousands of miles away
Hidden in the mountains
Isn't it because when this child was born, the real person of Qiyun Mountain, who was extremely high, said: This son is Dongguan Qinglong.
The green dragon descends to earth, as small as the glorious lintel, as big as the prosperous family, is it not a great good thing to put it in whose house? But with the six characters that have been circulated in the court and rivers for a hundred years, it will be dragged into the abyss:
Four elephants gather, the world is easy.
The meaning is simple and straightforward.
Dongguan Qinglong, South Official Vermilion Bird, West Official White Tiger, North Official Xuanwu, these four elephants gather together, you can change the dynasty and unify the country.
After Qi Yunshan's old bull's nose let out his words, the dark tide was suddenly surging.
Which emperor can tolerate this green dragon that can change the fortune of the world? Even if it is a rumor in the rivers and lakes, no one can despise half a point, and would rather believe it than believe it.
What's more, this remark came from the old immortal of Qiyun Mountain, who had lived two jiazi.
But Erdan's treacherous and cowardly appearance, where does he look like Dongguan Qinglong, the head of the four elephants?
Du Jiujiang couldn't help but smile bitterly and shook his head.
Echan rolled up his sleeves and said in a deep voice: "No, this thing is one yard at a time, those guys hurt our children, I have to chop up those miscellaneous pieces first." ”
Du Jiujiang said calmly: "Judging from Erdan's description, those guards should be in the Reservoir Realm, otherwise Dachun will not be able to kill a single person." In this way, the master and elders in that sect should be around the lake mirror, at most it is only the river mirror, according to your current skills, compared with the peak period, how many percent is there?"
The old man who stopped at the door touched his chin and beard, and replied, "It is estimated that it should be sixty percent." ”
Du Jiujiang blinked weakly: "Remember to do it cleanly." ”
"My old man has always paid attention to cutting grass and eradicating roots. ”
Ezen laughed, strode out of the door, and soared into the sky.
......
There is still light snow in the mountains of Loujia Village.
The owner of the door took his son and his subordinates to visit relatives and friends in the nearby city, and the young master saw that the snow in the mountain was pleasant, so he came to the mountain to hunt and play.
The master of the door loved this only son very much, so he cooked wine and enjoyed the snow at the foot of the mountain, waiting for him to return from hunting. I never thought that the young master just took advantage of it verbally, and lost his life by mistake.
Seeing the two silent subordinates putting the young master's body in front of him, the Liewei Sect master's eyes were black and he almost fainted. I have a middle-aged child, and after my son was born, I took care of the abnormality, I was afraid of melting in my mouth, and I was afraid of falling in my hand, even if I made a big mistake, I couldn't bear to scold a few words, but I didn't expect that in this wilderness, I actually lost my life.
The murderous intent of the Liewei Sect Master who came to his senses was monstrous, and rushed into the mountain with his subordinates.
As soon as the Lieweimen group with the fury of thunder entered the entrance of the village, they found a burly white-haired old man sitting cross-legged in the snow, with a rusty goose feather knife stuck in his side, and his strong body blocked the narrow road.
One of the leaders of the Lie Wei Sect had a gloomy face and shouted, "Get out!"
The burly old man shook the flirtatious snow on his head and grinned: "Coming?"
The master of the Liewei Sect was naturally not a fool with enough brains, so he took a step forward, gritted his teeth and said, "Old puppet, those little dolls who killed my son, but your children?!"
Ezen replied lightly: "Exactly." ”
The master of the Liewei Sect was stunned, and roared: "There is a debtor and a master, let your old puppet die clearly, so as not to get the judge, I don't even know who sent you down, the master of this sect is gold..."
The scabbard of the Yan Ling knife flicked into the air without warning!
Before he saw how the burly old man got up, he had already swept in front of the master of the Liewei Sect.
Feeling the old man's mountain-like majesty, the master of the Liewei Sect was dumbfounded, and muttered three words: "Enter the Divine Mansion..."
He himself is a master of the Quasi-River Realm, and seeing the majestic qi exuded by this old man, and the strong internal strength that makes him unable to resist, it is not difficult to judge that this burly old man is definitely a master of entering the Divine Mansion!
The upper, middle and lower dantian are respectively compared to the three realms, and the three realms of the lower dantian are the water sensing realm, the Ruoxi realm, and the storage pond realm, which is called the house of Tibetan power. The three realms corresponding to the middle dantian are like the lake realm, the quasi-river realm, and the river realm, which is called the Jianggong Golden Gate. The upper dantian is in turn to cross the sea realm, leave the mortal realm, and touch the gate of heaven, which is called entering the god's house.
As soon as he entered the Divine Mansion, he was a master of more than the Seven Realms, and he was a big man who could open a sect in the world.
I didn't expect this old farmer-like puppet to be a master of more than the Seven Realms!
Before the master of the Liewei Sect finished speaking, the burly old man grinned and pasted it in front of him, even the leek leaves stuck to his teeth were clearly visible, and a breath of hot air sprayed on his face: "Croak." ”
A head rises to the sky!
The knife shines non-stop.
The burly old man's broad figure flickered like a ghost in the heavy snow, and the falling snowflakes were not as light as his body, and before everyone could draw their blades, they looked up and saw the snowflakes constantly falling in the sky.
Just for a moment.
The dozen or so people who were still on their toes just now were all lying on their backs on the snow. Except for the Liewei Sect Master who was beheaded, the throats of the others were all cut with a knife, and blood splattered on the snow-white ground, blooming one after another.
The scabbard of the goose feather knife fell from the sky and plunged into the snow.
"Hey, his grandmother's, it's easy to kill people, but it's hard to bury people!"
The burly old man shook his head and began to clean up the corpses.
......
At the foot of Loujia Village.
The old village chief was just about to go up the mountain with his grandson who had been reunited for a long time, and after seeing the burly old man, he was not busy greeting politely, waving his hand and smiling: "It's snowing so hard and you're still going out, old man." ”
The burly old man put his hands in his sleeves and said with a smile: "Yes, old village chief, have you brought your grandson back for the New Year?"
The old village chief patted the snowflakes that had just fallen on his grandson's head, and said kindly: "I haven't seen him for half a year, I miss him, so I will take him back from his father to live for a few days, and I don't know if I can celebrate the New Year in the village." What are you doing with this big knife on your waistband?"
The burly old man put the knife on his shoulder, and replied casually with a simple face: "Go out and kill the door." ”
The burly old man passed by the old village chief.
The old village chief looked at his back and was stunned for a moment, plucked out his ears, and sighed: "Hey, I'm old, and I can't even use my ears." ”
The burly old man carried a knife out of the mountain.
Light snow season
Lord Slain!