On the Hanyugu Square, the vigor is flying. Tu Gulie held the sky with both hands, and the evil came to hit Qin'er in the "touch coffin" style, and Qin'er launched the heart of the qin to meet it. Confucian strings, a righteous body, turned into a ring ruler, Dao strings, the nine heavens of demons, turned into a sword, released strings, King Kong angry eyes, turned into a Buddha bead.

The treasures of the three strings alternately cover and rotate endlessly around the piano. The ring ruler transformed by the Confucian strings was the first to connect with the evil and made a loud noise. Swords and Buddhist beads were flanked from the left and right, and they struck each other on top of the evil. The evil came to the ground with a series of heavy blows and a violent vibration.

There were loud noises in the air, and everyone watching the battle only felt a strong wind blowing in their faces, and the earth trembled slightly. Xue Yufu looked at Qin'er and muttered, "It seems that I still underestimated the old man!" Ghost Face looked at the two of them in the battle dumbfounded, and said, "Yushan, is this really Qin'er, how do you feel that she is not the same as before?" Yushan was puzzled in his heart, and said hesitantly: "Maybe...... There is really a difference between you and me in Wolf Juxu Mountain!"

In the middle of the square, Tu Gulie's face turned pale. There was a flash of light in his eyes, and he bit the tip of his tongue and let out a dull roar. The evil in the air shook suddenly, broke free from the shackles of the Confucian string ruler, the Dao string sword, and the string release Buddha beads, and stabbed straight towards Qin'er. Qin'er pinched the magic trick with her right hand, and the Buddha beads moved in front of her in an instant.

The evil came menacingly and was firmly nailed to the Buddha beads. The Confucian string ring ruler follows the Buddha beads and is above the evil. Qin'er's face became paler and paler, like ice and snow. At this time, she pinched the magic trick again, exhaled and shouted: "Hurry!" The sword turned into a string slashed at the body of the evil sword with the sound of wind and thunder.

Evil came to the blow and let out a wail. Tu Gulie's body trembled, his eyes no longer had the same brilliance as before, but he gritted his teeth and poured his true qi into the evil one. Seeing that evil is shining brightly, it is necessary to break free from the shackles again. Qin'er didn't dare to slack off, and with a sudden luck, her face suddenly turned a little pale. She slowly raised her hand and plucked the strings a few times. The strings of the soldiers shook violently, and a golden armor god in the air held a bronze ge, and hit the evil one hard.

There was a loud "boom", and the evil came flying out upside down and was inserted into the ground in front of Tu Gulie. Tu Gulie's face was full of depravity, sat down cross-legged, and said, "Thank you for your merciful subordinates." Qin'er also sat cross-legged, barely dispelling the things transformed by the four strings of Confucianism, Taoism, Interpretation, and Bing in the air, and smiled bitterly: It's not that I want my subordinates to show mercy, but that my true yuan is really not enough to apply the power of the strings to you.

The two spectators looked at the two people sitting cross-legged, and their hearts would not be a draw again! Xue Yufu and Tugu Getu glanced at each other, and when they were about to speak, Tugulie's face suddenly flushed, and he spat out a mouthful of blood with a "wow", which was spraying on the evil in front of him.

"Daddy—" Gotu was already rushing over. "It's okay—" Brute sighed with a wave of his hand, "It's time to come." Gotu, a few uncles and uncles, remember the decision we just made. The future of the Bone Protrusion Clan and even the entire Beiming depends on you!" "Dad-" Getu couldn't hold back any longer, burst into tears, and fell to his knees. "Patriarch—" The clansmen who came with him knelt down and wailed. Several elders and the elderly clansmen walked around the Bone Bulge and sat down cross-legged.

With a smile on his face, Tu Gulie said to Qin'er: "My grievances with Xiao Yiduo are just like what I told them that day. It's just that I didn't expect that no matter how careful I was, I was still calculated by him. Kill him! Hearing him say this, Qin'er understood, the ancestor of the Busu clan was afraid that Xiao Yiduo had secretly dropped it to Tugu Lie, and couldn't help but feel sad for these two Beiming kings, and nodded at the moment: "I will!" Tu Gu Lie said: "Thank you!" closed his eyes, and the fire was blazing.

The realm of Taihang, Yecheng. Sun Qi's injuries have healed, and he is lying in the courtyard with his eyes closed at the moment basking in the sun. Yang Xibao sat next to him and knocked on the table boringly: "I haven't moved for a long time, I'm about to rust!" Sun Qi said: "Is the third brother so idle?" Yang Xibao said: "I hope they will treat me as a cow and a horse, and I don't want to be offered like this every day!" Sun Qi smiled and said: "Isn't it for offering!"

While the two were talking, the door opened, and Allure and Huashang walked out of the inner courtyard. Yang Xibao saw the big bags in their hands, and couldn't help asking: "Are the two seniors leaving?" Do you want to stay and eat white food?" Sun Qi said: "This is talking about us!" Hua Shang saw that he was reluctant to open his eyes even to speak, and said angrily: "You guessed right!"

Allure glanced at her and said to Yang Xibao: "You are very dangerous like this, don't you know?" Before Yang Xibao could answer, Hua Sheng continued: "What is the difference between you and pigs in captivity!" Yang Xibao was confused by the two of them: "I know the danger, but what does this have to do with pigs?" Hua Sheng sneered: "People have fattened you with good food and drink, and when the time comes, the knife will come to kill you." Are you embarrassed not to let the house slaughter?"

Sun Qi said faintly: "It sounds very sad! But what is even more sad is that he knew that he was going to be slaughtered, and he had to be fed by others!" Hua Sheng ignored him and asked Yang Xibao, "Are you really not leaving?" Hua Sheng stomped her feet angrily: "Then wash yourself and wait for the table!" After speaking, he brushed his sleeves and left. Allure looked at them and said softly, "Take care, two." I will start a sect soon, and I hope that you will be able to come then. Farewell!"

Outside the west gate, Cai Yuezhao and Fang Shengsheng sat under the tea shed, watching the allure and the gorgeous clothes go out of the city. Fang Shengsheng said: "Go two more." Cai Yuezhao said: "Let's go! We can't afford these two!" Fang Shengsheng remembered something and said, "Great Protector, I don't understand why I want to win them over." After all, they are now just outcasts of the Hosoliu Battalion. Cai Yuezhao said: "The Xiliu Camp has a forbidden technique 'one will succeed', and I suspect that they have the secret of this forbidden technique." You were also present in the battle that day, and looking at their later performance that day, isn't it very similar to the legendary situation where the cultivation of 'one will succeed' went wrong?"

Fang Shengsheng thought carefully about the events of that day, and suddenly said: "That great protector is going to ......" Cai Yuezhao's eyes flashed with a cold meaning: "It is best to use it for me." If not, squeeze out all the value of them!" The red-clothed guest at the table next to him seemed startled when he heard this, his hand shook, and he spilled half a bowl of tea. Cai Yuezhao seemed to realize it and glanced at him.

Seeing this, the man in red simply put down the tea bowl, got up and sat opposite Cai Yuezhao, and waved his big hand and said, "Pour tea!" Fang Shengsheng raised his eyebrows, looked at the man in red, and then at Cai Yuezhao. Seeing that Cai Yuezhao didn't speak, he poured a bowl of hot tea and put it in front of the man in red: "Please!" The man in red was even more polite, picked up the bowl and drank it all, not realizing that the tea was hot. Fang Shengsheng said: "The tea has been drunk. If you have nothing to do, please please, our brothers still have important matters to discuss. ”

The man in red snorted: "It's just a plot to 'succeed', and you still need to avoid people?" Cai Yuezhao finally raised his head and looked at the man in red, as if he was about to kill his mouth. The man in red was not afraid, laughed, took out a piece of paper from his arms, slapped it on the table, got up and left.

Fang Shengsheng picked up the piece of paper and swept his eyes, his face changed, and he hurriedly got up and rushed out of the tea shed. But he saw that there was no trace of people, and the man in red did not know where he had gone. Above the sky, the red-clothed blood parrot looked down at Fang Shengsheng, who walked back to the tea shed, with a smile on the corner of his mouth. The parrot on its shoulder flapped its wings: "Blood, blood, why teach them, why teach them?" The blood parrot stroked it and said, "Just have some fun!"

As the sun set, the group slowly walked back to the tooth tent of the Gutu clan. The group all looked heavy, Gotu held the fetal bone refined by his father, and Limer held his father's corpse. Wherever the two passed, the remaining clansmen were all stunned, and then wept bitterly.

The two of them were expressionless. Walking into the big tent, the high priest had been waiting for a long time. Gotu offered the fetal bones in both hands. Ah Yi took it and stroked it carefully, with words in his mouth. The red silk in the fetal bone flows, and suddenly emits a dazzling red light. Ah Yi raised his head suddenly, with tears on his face: "Destiny! Destiny! This bone has the blood of the king, and it is the master of destiny!" he said, holding the fetal bone high. "Liehan—" The people in the tent knelt down and wept silently.

Gotu didn't sleep all night, and talked with the priests, the priests, and the elders with candles. The matter confessed by Tu Gu Lie before his death also reached a consensus among the entire high-level of the Gu Tu clan. At dawn, Gotu walked into Limer's tent. Lime, who was kneeling in front of his father's throne, turned his head, his face haggard, his eyes blood-red.

Gotu bowed to the spiritual seat with a bony protrusion, and said in a low voice, "Where's my uncle's fetal bone?" Limer said in a hoarse voice, "No." The vitality is exhausted, and the fetal bone cannot be refined. Unable to think of comforting words, Ge Tu sighed and said, "Actually, I came today for an important matter to ask you to do. Lymer wiped his red and swollen eyes when he heard this: "What's the matter?"