Chapter 15: The two kings are not dead
"Whew...... Whoop......"
I don't know how long I ran wildly, and when the sun set, the panting Liu Zangbing stopped, and left Liu Chen on the ground with his backhand, and the tongue of the Sword God was about to spit out. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
"Hey...... Hey, hey!"
The sloppy old monk was full of incense a little faster than Liu Zangbing's speed, and when he came to the front, he lay on Liu Chen's side on all fours, looking at the miserable appearance of less air inlet and more breath, Liu Zangbing just raised his hand The piece of knife couldn't help but be stunned in mid-air.
"It turns out that the two kings are not dead, who is the old man who is it, such an otherworldly body...... Gee...... Aha...... Uh, the king spares his life!" After resting for a long time, the old monk grinned, and his ruddy face didn't even have time to bloom with a trace of friendliness...... In the flash of light, Liu Zangbing put the knife against his neck with a grim face.
"Dog bald donkey, who are you?" Fortunately, Liu Chen pulled the corner of Liu Zangbing's clothes vigorously at a critical time, and the old monk did not splatter blood for five steps...... After begging his father to tell his grandmother, Liu Zangbing collected his killing intent, but the description of Lord Sword God was really terrifying.
"The old man is ......"
"Shh
Liu Zangbing's face sank, and he quickly stretched out his hand to cover the old monk's mouth, and after the three of them held their breath and concentrated, through the dense branches, several immortal masters in black robes chased after them......
Seeing the other party stop, the three people in the bushes were really scared half to death, and the cold sweat of the bean was like a torrential rain falling from their foreheads in an instant.
"I didn't feel the power of the law...... the black-robed man in the lead frowned and looked at it for a long time, and then he said in a deep voice: "The speed is so fast, it should be the remnants of the Snow Clan, order to go down, surround this mountain, and carefully find out for Ben Shuai...... Even if you dig three feet into the ground, you have to dig them out!"
"Whoa!"
"Besides!" There was a moment of silence, and the leader laughed out loud again: "First go and report to Your Majesty, and beg his old man to send more magicians...... Ben Shuai still doesn't believe it, this group of thieves can still turn the sky upside down!"
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They maintained a motionless posture until the moon stars were scarce, and after Liu Zangbing could no longer feel the breath of any immortal master, the three of them relaxed their minds, and they were afraid after lying on the ground for a while.
"Dead bald, what did you steal from other people? Also, you haven't finished what you just said!"
"Back to the king's words...... Call...... Huh...... "The shriveled chest continued to rise and fall, the old monk sat up straight, and happily showed a simple and dim ring from his hand, "Hehe, the old man is a small sweeping monk in the Bronze Lantern Temple of Qianfoshan...... Well, the king is really, the old man didn't lie to you...... Uh, isn't this a person floating in the rivers and lakes, the rabbit has to bite when it's urgent, and the old man has not entered the grain of rice for more than half a month, so he sneaked into the city lord's mansion in front of him...... Hehe, I didn't eat the wine and meat, but I took a small warehouse of spiritual herb treasures, hehe, as long as you can eat it, Lao Wei is very satisfied!"
"Hmph!" staring at the Sumeru ring in the old monk's hand with a green light, Liu Zangbing smiled fiercely: "You old boy is satisfied, but it hurts us...... Now, they must have strengthened the guard posts along the way, delayed Lao Tzu's major event, and said, how do you want to die!"
Seeing that the cold light was sticking to his neck again, the old monk wanted to cry without tears, and his face was very aggrieved...... God knows that the two kings hid in the wildflowers on the side of the road...... Or, the contents of the ring, we will add two by one, and the old man will give half of the treasure medicine to make up for the loss of the two kings?"
"Get out!"
"Ouch!"
Got up and kicked the old monk to a dog to gnaw mud, and the dirty ring immediately fell into Liu Zangbing's hand, before the old monk could speak, Liu Zangbing flew up and slapped his head with two palms, making the ground, the bitter old monk was like a frosted eggplant in a blink of an eye, and fell into the grass with continuous convulsions, like a dead dog......
"What did you do to him?" Liu Chen frowned, very unhappy that Liu Zangbing was so brutal.
"The ghost knows which sentence he said is true and which is false, rest assured, Lao Tzu didn't kill him, but just sealed his Shuanghai and blocked his source of law...... Hmph, Niang Xipi, what kind of sweeping monk, when will a dozen miscellaneous people be legendary masters?"
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Canglan County, Fucheng Canglan Palace.
"Uncle, I want to ...... You really need to rest for a while!" "When Uncle Ban Ziming, who rushed home from the dust, finished speaking, Liu Yunxi's phoenix eyes closed slightly, and she glanced at Liu Poyu, who was silent beside her, for a long time, her pretty face was cold, and she reprimanded very unpleasantly: "Polu, as the eldest son of the Liu family, these false rumors of pretending to be gods and ghosts need to be said less in the future...... If it is spread outside, people will think that our Liu family lacks a tutor!"
"Sister!"
As soon as he raised his hand, Uncle Ban stopped Liu Poyu's argument with a complicated face, and instead arched his hand towards Liu Yunxi, who was sitting on the top, and said in a disappointed tone: "The king...... You don't believe the minister?"
"Uncle!" got up, Liu Yunxi strode in front of Uncle Ban Ziming and Liu Poyu, "I believe in you, just like my father trusted you back then...... It's just that what you're saying is so bizarre that I have reason enough to be sure that it's all a fantasy caused by your overthinking......"
"Speculation?" An unhealthy flush followed Liu Yunxi's words like this, and quietly climbed up to Uncle Ban's cheeks that had been through vicissitudes, smiled bitterly for a long time, and he sighed weakly: "The king is right...... The minister is indeed old, but ...... Canglan River will not deceive, you can deny the wisdom and determination of the old minister, but Haotian's prophecy ...... How do you question it?"
"Uncle!" suddenly raised his voice, and Liu Yunxi's anger made the atmosphere in the flower hall drop to freezing point: "My niece knows that over the years, your life has not been comfortable, but Daddy's death has long been an established fact, and on that Ling Jue Peak, his white bones have turned into ashes...... Why, you still can't get out of this obstacle that has lasted for more than ten years? I don't disbelieve you, I don't think you're old and confused, after ten years, you said you want to find it, have I ever objected to it?"
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"We only have one midstate left...... Even so, if you want to send the Nine Absolute Mountains to go deep behind enemy lines to find the whereabouts of the Second Ancestor and Daddy, I haven't refused, have I? He died in front of you, why do you still dare not face it now? Your current state will ...... our only remaining remnants of the Eastern Continent All in a desperate situation!"
"Hehe!" laughed out loud in despair, Uncle Ban Ziming shook his head and staggered back, and even the big hand that Liu Poyu had just stretched out to him was pushed away by him with a dead face: "Xiaoxi...... Have you ever had a friend? Have you ever experienced the tragic past when your best friends died in front of you one by one and you couldn't do anything about it? It's not that my uncle didn't dare to face it...... Isn't it for such a ridiculous hope?" )