A tough fight is over.

Young Yuan Yi, young Yuan Dasheng walking in the empty alley

Yuan Dasheng was wounded several times, and every step he took dragged his wounds, causing him to grimace in pain.

Yuan Yi covered his pocket. There were only three and a half spirit stones in his pocket.

He gritted his teeth and eventually said,"Dayu, you stay here for now. I'll go to the medicine shop over there to take a look. At least I can buy you some plaster!"

Yuan Yi left. Yuan Dasheng staggered back against the cold wall and slowly sat on the ground.

It panted heavily, because the action of sitting down also involved the wound, and the pain made its heart beat faster.

The alley is empty, the light is dim, and it's the only thing left in the world

Suddenly, a gong sounded

Yuan Dasheng subconsciously looked up and saw that it was a voice coming from inside the opposite wall.

After that, the drums beat for a while. The host shouted,"Next, we invite Lord Li Leifeng to stage a puppet show for the old family head! The name of the opera is Qin Lie Going to the Array."

The next moment, the mechanism platform slowly rose, puppets of different shapes, a variety of, began to perform

Yuan Dasheng looked up and looked at the puppets through the gaps between the trees. They were like real people talking to each other. You came and I ran away. It was a good excitement.

Li Leifeng control skills such as fire pure feeling, gong, zither, Yuan Dasheng gradually forget the pain, see into the fan

The drama gradually progressed and reached its climax. The evil man set up a trap to falsely accuse Qin Lie of holding the army and self-respect. He had second thoughts.

The young master issued three imperial edicts in a row. Ignoring Old General Qin Lie's serious injuries, he insisted on letting him charge into the formation.

Old General Qin Lie inserted three battle flags on his back and stood up with difficulty. He lifted his long statue and rushed to the battlefield with heavy steps.

He sang,"Blessed be he from childhood, blessed be the Lord, blessed be the mountain, blessed be the heart."

Teach me loyalty and protect my land, and teach me wisdom and courage to establish heaven and earth

”

"O Lord, be merciful to me as a father and brother, and let me grow up, and teach me loyalty, and give me wisdom and courage.

The gong sounded steady and powerful, as if announcing the seriousness and sadness of this battle.

He also sang: "Young Lord, I support you, like a father, like a brother, with all my strength, although I am suspected, I hope that the kingdom will always stand upright."

”

"Young lord, I support you to ascend the throne, just like protecting a seedling and hoping that you will grow into a forest. Although I am suspicious, I hope that you can restore the country's fortune."

”

Jinghu let out a high and clear voice. Sometimes it was mournful, affecting people's hearts, and sometimes it was melodious, expressing Qin Lie's expectations.

Old General Qin Lie killed his way into the battlefield like a lion, killing heads rolling in fear of the enemy.

He sang again: "Although I am old and old, I will not die. I shed blood on the battlefield to serve the country. The spirit of the late Lord laughs in heaven. I have no regrets about going to the battlefield."

”

The drum sounded, and the drum sound was thick and excited, like a horse galloping, magnificent.

Yuan Dasheng's blood boiled.

Qin Lie fought for a long time without retreating. His injuries worsened and his physical strength was exhausted. He eventually fell into the battlefield.

No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break through the thick enemy formation.

Qin Lie knew that he was unlucky. He raised his head and sang loudly."The kindness of the late Lord will always be remembered. My heart will be held by the young Lord's revival. Blood will not be wasted on the battlefield. My soul will return to my homeland to comfort the late Lord!"

"Why should the enemy be afraid? A thousand troops are nothing to fear!"

"My death is not for fame and fortune, but for my sincere loyalty!"

"Remembering the kindness of the late Lord in the past, how can we retreat in the face of a national disaster?"

"Young Lord, may you know that a loyal minister can throw away his life without regret. After I die, may you know that you will protect the country with your bare heart."

!”

The rhythm of gong and drum has changed many times, both intense fighting and tragic departure

In the end, Qin Lie and the enemy general almost died together!

At the last moment of his life, he faced the direction of the capital, half-kneeling on the ground, cupped his hands and saluted: "Lord, the last general is gone!"

A loud drum beat shook the whole stage

Suddenly the suona sounded, the sound was loud and clear, full of sadness, as if penetrating through time and space, directly hitting Yuan Dasheng's heart

Suona sound lasts for a moment, flute sound participates in

The flute is crisp and melodious, sometimes soft and low, sometimes high and passionate

Finally, the voice rose high, like a blue bird flying in the sky, flying all the way, the slim body gradually disappeared in the vast blue sky

Yuan Dasheng raised his head and was speechless for a long time!

This was the first time he had seen a puppet show. He could understand human language and was shocked.

"Big surplus, big surplus!"

Yuan Yi ran back with a few plasters in his hand.

He smiled and said,"Good luck. This time, when the medicine workshop was cleared, I got a bargain. I got a few more sets of plaster!"

"Come, I'll stick it on you!"

Yuan Dasheng let Yuan Yi treat his wound. It looked at Yuan Yi and looked at the puppet on the platform.

The lantern's light shone like fire on its face, and the crowd on the other side of the wall celebrated and applauded, always lingering in its ears

"He's gone. Why are you still sitting there?"

Yuan Yi stood up and stepped forward.

Yuan Dasheng stretched out his hand and pointed to the high platform opposite him.

Yuan Yi looked back and did not care: "Oh

It's a puppet show!"

Yuan Yi glanced at it again and said,"It's Qin Lie's song for the formation, a very famous song."

”

"It's a pity that he didn't follow the right person!"

Yuan Yi walked in front, Yuan Dasheng followed behind him

As he was about to leave the alley, he turned his head for one last look at the stage.

The stage was slowly descending. The puppet playing the role of Old General Qin Lie was still half-kneeling.

Yuan Dasheng looked at Yuan Yi's back and suddenly said,"Ah!"

Yuan Yi turned his head in confusion and glanced at Yuan Dasheng. He did not understand what it wanted to say, so he waved his hand."Let's go home and fill up our stomachs. Go to bed early!"

Dependency, fighting.

Monkey Gang

"Look, Da Yu, this is my child. He is my child!"

Yuan Yi was ecstatic."I have a child! I have descendants in this world!"

"I'll name him Yuan Er, Da Yu. My life isn't as long as yours!"

"If one day I'm not around, I'll let Yuan Er replace Yuan Yi and continue to accompany you!"

Yuan Er was hungry and cried.

Yuan Dasheng squeezed the juice out of the peach the size of a face plate and watered it for him.

As a result, Yuan Er was drenched

Yuan Er is sick.

Yuan Dasheng shuttled through the immortal city at night like the wind. He rushed into the clinic, grabbed Medicine Master by the neck, and dragged him all the way.

The pharmacist's scream breaks the silence of the moonlight

Yuan Er began to climb. He pulled Yuan Dasheng's thick monkey fur and challenged the peak. Every time he fell, Yuan Dasheng's palm would accurately catch him.

Yuan Er can walk and jump

"Uncle Monkey, they bullied me!"

Yuan Er took Yuan Dasheng to find a place, scared the other children, collapsed and cried

Yuan Er began to be brave and ruthless. He was very curious about a question: "Uncle Monkey, who is stronger, you or my father? Have you ever fought?"

"I asked Father, but Father never answered me!"

Yuan Er ran to Yuan Dasheng, his face full of admiration and excitement: "Uncle Monkey, you are so powerful, so powerful."

When will I be like you?"

Father, I heard that you want to find a demon cultivation technique for Uncle Monkey? Don't do that!"

Yuan Er broke into the study room and shouted loudly

Yuan Yi's face was livid. He shouted angrily,"Shut up! Who's talking nonsense in your ears again?" "Father, Uncle Monkey's strength is beyond control! His monkeys and grandchildren are pets, or more accurately, they are the masters! Those cultivators are just slaves responsible for feeding them!" "Now that the situation is already like this, if Uncle Monkey's strength is allowed to leap, I'm afraid it will be even worse.

” "Then, whose is the Monkey King Gang?" Yuan Er tried hard to persuade him

A few rooms apart, with magic attack, Yuan Dasheng will hear all these words

Its eyebrows drooped and it no longer lay down. Instead, it lay on the ground and looked down at the ground, whimpering.

Monkey Monkey Sun was killed, Yuan Dasheng stretched out his finger and gently touched Yuan Er's heart.

Yuan Er was assassinated and failed. Yuan Dasheng injured his soul and guarded him.

The explosion of the fire persimmon festival, Yuan Sheng will protect Yuan Er in his arms

On his sickbed, Yuan Dasheng stretched out his finger again before he died. In a daze, he seemed to hear the song "Qin Lie Goes to the Array."

Yuan Er is dead.

After the Monkey King Gang fell into a short period of chaos, an elder quickly took power and stabilized the chaos.

Yuan Dasheng is also dead. This is Ning Zhuo's greatest feeling.

He recovered the tree fighting ape and repaired the whole mechanism, but he couldn't find the spirituality at all, as if it never existed.

"Boss Sun's secret mark has not changed!" Ning Zhuo clenched his fists tightly. Every time he wanted to go down personally to find out Sun Lingtong's actual situation, the Buddha Heart Demon Seal in his spiritual sea would constantly vibrate and emit brilliant Buddhist light.

Buddha's self-crossing, seal warning

He warned Ning Zhuo that once he ended up, he would fall into the trap of others.

…… Qi Bai's face was livid

He looked at Sun Lingtong. It was hard to believe that someone could resist his Soul Punishment.

Sun Lingtong's hands and legs were nailed with coffin nails

He's pinned to a pillar.

He frowned and his eyes rolled white. Because of the torture of a certain spell, his whole body trembled from time to time.

So far, Qi Bai has nothing to gain.

In order to maintain the investigation judge, he served more and more soul power, magic power, etc.

If it were any other day, he might have already stopped torturing Sun Lingtong! After all, torturing Sun Lingtong was only to recruit Han Ming.

It's a losing proposition.

However, in the Tiger Battle of Fortune, Qi Bai had the desire to win, and his desire to win was especially fierce.

"Perhaps his collapse will happen in the next moment!" Qi Bai looked forward to this, and his face was ferocious as he roared,"Very good, I like tough guys like you."

” "Next, you will suffer ten times the pain you suffered before!" "Hehehe" "Death will be a happy thing for you. Unfortunately, you have angered me!" Qi Bai activated his spell and hit Sun Lingtong.

Sun Lingtong felt as if he was being pressed down by a mountain. The pain was so intense that it gave him an illusion.

It was as if his body and mind had been crushed by the mountains! Endless pain seeped into every inch of his skin, but he just couldn't faint.

He is like a leaf boat, in the storm, falling into the endless whirlpool of the ocean floor

The memory of the past is like a beam of light, weak and stubborn, shining in this endless darkness

It's all about Ning Zhuo

"Others can control the black market, why can't we?" "Interesting. Let us brothers work together to control the black market!" "Little Zhuo, don't reveal your true face. Use the Gray Iron Armor to disguise yourself! I'm already known by others anyway, so it doesn't matter!" Ning Zhuo smiled and changed his address: "I'll call you Boss Sun directly from now on!" "Boss, the goods aren't right!" "Boss Sun, I'm right behind you!" "Boss, charge!" "Boss Sun, don't worry, I'll always follow you!" The intense pain was as deep as the ocean, drowning Sun Lingtong.

He opened his eyes. His eyes were full of blood.

Sun Lingtong smiled bitterly. She knew that the effect of the Empty Seal was limited, and it was difficult for her to persist.

He brazenly launched a last resort

Qi Bai was acutely aware of the abnormality and was shocked."What? You actually destroyed your soul?"

” Sun Lingtong used the Empty Seal to attack her soul to counter Qi Bai's Soul Search.

Qi Bai's eyes widened in shock."Who exactly is that Duibinke to you? You would rather die than protect him?" "Are you a member of the Bukong Sect? Are you a Devil Cultivator?" "Could it be that he's your fellow disciple? Is he your disciple?" "Heehee hee!" Sun Lingtong grinned and let out a final laugh with great difficulty."He's not from the same sect, he's my brother!" "Brother?" Qi Bai was even more puzzled."Isn't Brother just for sale? You don't even want your life for a little information? What do you want?" Sun Lingtong lowered his eyes. He was too weak. His voice was very low."I-I just want to prove that he didn't follow the wrong person!" Qi Bai listened attentively and heard such words.

"Unreasonable!" Qi Bai was furious to the extreme! Never in his life had he been so angry

He felt deeply violated.

He lost patience.

At this moment, he forgot to subdue Han Ming and forget about the guest who hung down his temples.

He pointed his fingers like swords and stabbed Sun Lingtong's forehead fiercely.

This poke would definitely pierce Sun Lingtong's forehead and truly kill her.

Boom…

The explosion suddenly occurred

Qi Bai sneered. He was determined to kill Sun Lingtong regardless.

However, in the next moment, a large array appeared and protected Sun Lingtong firmly, blocking the fatal blow.

A violent explosion came crashing down, accompanied by surging flames.

The explosion knocked Qi Bai off his feet and then drowned him.

On the other hand, Sun Lingtong was teleported out of the house under the protection of the array pattern.

The next moment, he landed next to an old man.

The old man was senile, his face was worn, his eyes were black and purple, and his wrinkles were deep enough to catch mosquitoes

His hair was black and matted, running from the top of his head to his shoulders and perpendicular to his feet, like a broad black cloak

He held his crutches, his back was hunched so much that he looked like a lobster

He's sun Lingtong's brother

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