The sea water and mist are mixed and rise into the sky, like a huge wall of water, connecting the sky and the earth. Yang Fanhai's figure appeared in the seawater, and the flames flickered around him, turning into a vermilion bird around him, burning the sea water within a radius of thousands of kilometers.

"Ahh

Yang Fanhai raised his head to the sky and roared, the purple spear in his hand, the true qi was agitated, and the Xuanwu Jin, the Green Dragon Jin and the White Tiger Jin also followed suit, turning into the images of Xuanwu, the Green Dragon and the White Tiger and circling around with the Vermilion Bird.

The devouring aura overflowed, as if the fierce beast was raging and about to get out of control, and there was a sound of breaking from his arms, and it turned into a terrifying beast arm.

"Get the hell out of here!"

With an angry roar, Yang Fanhai's face burst with green tendons, the blood vessels in his forehead burst, and there was a terrible anger in his eyes, as well as a firm will, which actually suppressed the tyrannical evil qi violently, and also made the beast on his arm stop, gradually receded, and gradually turned into a normal appearance.

"Ahh

With another wild roar, he waved his arms and stabbed into the depths of the ocean with a purple spear. With the impact of the gun's shadow, the four elephant figures around their bodies each turned into a force and poured into the gun, winding and mixing together, making the power of the gun's power even more terrifying.

"Boom!"

Like a comet, the spear flew across the sea, emitting a roaring explosion, separating the sea and turning into a deep trench thousands of meters deep, as if it was about to completely divide the blue world.

"Ahh

The sound of pain shook the sky, and the remorse in Yang Fanhai's heart was beyond measure. He wanted to be a person who was helpful to the human race, and he didn't think about how many people he would kill, he just wanted to be useful to Huaxia.

But this time he made a big mistake, and the people of the eighteen cities died indirectly at their own hands. The consequences are even more terrifying, the death of the people of the Eighteen Cities has completely angered the soldiers of the Nanying front, and the hatred has been completely released.

At this moment, Mo said that he couldn't stop it, even Gongsun Xuanyuan. The clansmen were slaughtered by tens of millions, and if he, the king, still said anything to restrain and endure, he would inevitably lose people's hearts.

At that time, it will not only be difficult for Gongsun Xuanyuan to convince the public, but it will also lead to the disintegration of the hearts of the human race, and the result will be even more terrifying. In this way, even Gongsun Xuanyuan, who is based on benevolence, cannot put on a tough posture, at least to make the human soldiers feel that their king and their hearts are together.

In such a situation, unless Chi You handed over Remnant Gang, Broken Xiu and Jiu Feng could he calm the anger of the human race, but would Chi You do this?

No...... Yang Fanhai: Don't ask, everyone knows how the king of the witch clan with the pseudonym You Mountain Worm will choose.

The human race and the Wu clan are not in agreement, not only the competition for Kyushu, but the hatred can be traced back to the Xingtian era, because it was the Terran Holy Emperor Fuxi who assisted the Heavenly Court Haotian Emperor to kill this Wu king.

Once Chi You hands over those three people for this reason, it will inevitably cause the hearts of the Wu clan to turn their backs. The Wu clan, which has always respected the strong, is afraid that the eighty-one gods will no longer believe in him so much. If there is no help from the eighty-one gods, Chi You will be clamped down by the twelve surnamed Wu clans, and the consequences will be serious.

And those three people are all the team of Chi You's army, and they are his best brothers, and it is impossible for him to hand over the three of them in public or private.

His momentary kindness made the situation in Kyushu a dead knot, which made Yang Fanhai's pain in his heart unbearable. At this moment, he needs to vent, hysterical venting, to empty his body.

A shot was stabbed, and immediately another shot, the power of the four elephants and the spearhead marksmanship operated in the body at the same time, plus the power of devouring, making the body become a very strange state. Each shot exploded the power to the extreme, but because of the effect of the power of the four elephants and the power of devouring, it instantly returned to its full glory.

This kind of marksmanship is direct and terrifying, like a madman who doesn't want to die, and it all ends up in the same way.

Eighteen cities are like eighteen shackles on oneself, and it is like eighteen mountains blocking the front, blocking the future and everything.

The sea water rushed into the sky, and the clouds and smoke swirled the world, as if there was nowhere to escape.

"Ahh

After one shot, another shot, Yang Fanhai was almost crazy, and he seemed to be dominated by the so-called demons and was about to lose himself.

Three shots, four shots...... Shot after shot, eighteen shots in a row, earth-shattering, overturning the river and the sea. The power of the four elephants is infused, the Vermilion Bird flies, and the flames burn wildly, as if they want to burn the sky and boil the sea.

It was the Gun of Destruction, the Gun of Destruction, and the Gun of the Burning City. That kind of hatred is not only there among border soldiers, but also Yang Fanhai himself is no exception.

Eighteen guns, eighteen cities, eighteen wounds, and eighteen hatreds.

When the last shot was stabbed, the sea poured back, and the tsunami soared into the sky, condensing in the sky, like a huge mountain pillar towering in the sky and unable to fall. Thousands of miles away, the sea was boiled dry by flames and turned into a barren desert.

As if he had exhausted all his strength, Yang Fanhai fell straight down, lying on the gravel ground, motionless, tears flowing uncontrollably on his face.

Remorse, pain, sadness...... All kinds of emotions are intertwined, and finally my mind is blank, as if I have become a stone, and I can't think about anything anymore.

It seems that he has been lying for centuries, a long, long time, and only then did he see a fleshy little hand stretched out to Yang Fanhai's face, and wiped it gently, messing up the tears on his face.

It's a little dry waste, at this moment, he didn't smile like usual, but asked unhappily: "Teacher, you're crying!"

"Well, the teacher is crying!" Yang Fanhai said softly, at this moment he felt severe pain all over his body and could not breathe.

"Does it hurt?" asked Xiao Qianhuang again.

Yang Fanhai raised his hand and pointed to his heart: "It hurts here, and the teacher's here hurts." ”

He didn't know that he would answer these questions, but he felt as if he needed someone to talk to, and there happened to be only a small dry land around him.

When Xiao Qianhuang heard this, he hurriedly put his hand on Yang Fanhai's heart, stroked it gently, and said: "Qianhuang helps the teacher touch it and it won't hurt, grandma said so." ”

When he took him to play, he often pretended to be beaten, as long as he went up to touch it and blew it, he would say that it didn't hurt. How can this kind of game be useful, Xiao Qianhuang kept touching it, and Yang Fanhai's tears were still flowing.

Seeing that this method was useless, Xiao Qianhuang was anxious, staggered and trotted, circling around Yang Fanhai, not knowing what to do, and said eagerly: "Teacher, teacher, don't cry, don't cry!"

Yang Fanhai looked at the sky distractedly, and after a long time, he came back to his senses, looked at Xiao Qianhuang who kept trotting around him, and finally wiped away the tears on his face and sat up, and hugged him.

Stretching out a hand to wipe away the tears on Yang Fanhai's face, Xiao Qianhuang said lightly: "Teacher, don't cry, Qianhuang will help you." ”

"Well, the teacher doesn't cry!" Yang Fanhai nodded lightly, wiped the tears from his face, and then stood up with Xiao Qianhuang in his arms. After glancing around, he headed inland.

I have seen the situation at the border, and I have also seen the situation in the eighteen cities, as Gongsun Xuanyuan said, I should give him an explanation, it's time to go back.

did not fly, but walked all the way back with Xiao Qianhuang. Whenever you go to a deserted place, you speed up, and every time you go to an inhabited place, you slow down your trip.

I don't know what will happen when I return to Zhengcheng like this, Yang Fanhai feels that since he has become a teacher, he should do something.

The Yuyi clan made himself a teacher of the little wasteland, not to let him teach skills, but to learn to be a man. Yang Fanhai didn't know how to teach, so he could only teach in the way he thought.

Take the little one in your arms all the way and see all the way. Let him see clearly the people living in Huaxia Shenzhou, and also look at the people he will lead in the future. Let him experience this most ordinary life, let him know that there are not only cultivators in this world, but also so-called mortals.

But Xiao Qianhuang didn't seem to be interested in playing, and often looked at Yang Fanhai with a worried face, as if he was afraid that this teacher would cry again. It's just that when Yang Fanhai asks him to do something, he does what he does, and the rest of the time he is very quiet, just sitting and waiting.

It took about three months to return to Zhengcheng. As soon as I entered the city, I saw the Ryi clan coming over.

Yang Fanhai let go of the little wasteland, knelt on the ground with his legs, and kowtowed three times: "See the queen!"

Xiao Qianhuang ran over to the Yi family, hugged her calf, looked up and whispered: "Grandma, the teacher is crying, he said it hurts!"

The Yi clan picked up Xiao Qianhuang, looked at Yang Fanhai and sighed: "You go to see Xuanyuan, for this matter, what we need is not an excuse, but you have to do something for this matter." ”

After speaking, he left with Xiao Qianhuang in his arms. After his back disappeared, Yang Fanhai stood up and walked towards the palace.

Instead of entering directly as usual, he reported at the gate, and waited until Gongsun Xuanyuan allowed it, and then let the internal affairs officer take him in.

As Gongsun Xuanyuan said, he was a little arrogant before, so much so that he defied the rules and skipped the laws of the country to cause such a result.

I'm sorry three words can only apologize, but I can't make up for anything, I have to change a lot of things in the past.

followed the internal affairs officer to the front of the study, Yang Fanhai half-knelt at the door, and said softly: "Weichen Yang Fanhai asks to see." ”

"Come in!"

Gongsun Xuanyuan's voice came out from inside, not surprised or happy, plain and bland, but it made Yang Fanhai feel even more uncomfortable in his heart. pushed the door in, stepped forward and walked three meters in front of Gongsun Xuanyuan, bent his knees, knelt in front, and then buried his head on the ground, without saying a word.

Gongsun Xuanyuan didn't speak, but continued to play on the table. Yang Fanhai didn't speak, just knelt on the ground and didn't move, and the two were in such a stalemate.

The sunset on the west mountain, and rose again, so after eight hours, when the morning light Buddha dawned, Gongsun Xuanyuan finished the recital, and then looked at Yang Fanhai and said: "Is it unwilling?"

Yang Fanhai said softly: "Yes!"

"Then pack up your appearance, follow me to see Chiyou, and tell him about your unwillingness. ”