And a mouthful of blood mixed with life and death is also a splash from Wen Leyang’s mouth and hit Sanwei Road’s face mercilessly! Wen Leyang’s body has received too much strength from his roots, and this poisonous blood is even more overbearing than the strength of a strong bow and crossbow. Immediately, a smoldering black smoke is suffocating, and the five old facial features, face and cheeks are instantly corroded by toxic drugs.
Sanwei Road has seen that his mind has been scattered for a long time. Now the only idea is to pull a few mats for himself before he dies. He was sprayed with Wenleyang’s poisonous blood and fell back heavily in the screams.
Liu Zheng has long been lifted by juli, flying far away …
At this moment, heaven and earth suddenly surged up, stronger than a knife, and the sharp Gangfeng instantly cut every piece of Wenleyang and could not hear or see anything!
It turns out that the real sky is not screaming, tearing and collapsing, but losing all feelings. I can’t tell whether I am waiting for death, dying or already dead at this moment …
Wenleyang was in a trance when he opened his eyes again. It took a moment to see the familiar smiling face in front of him. He suddenly sat up and exclaimed. Then he fell with a grin. After his chest was hit by the three flavors, the poison of life and death was just condensed and scattered into the bones of his limbs, but he was pressed against the heart and lungs and was sprayed out. Now he can barely speak.
Wen Leyang fell down again with his head on the ground. Liu Zheng lay beside him and asked with a smile, "Did he scare you, too?"
Wen Leyang didn’t have time to talk to Liu Zhengzheng and stared at the black fat in front of him. "You … didn’t die?" Just sitting next to them and smiling at them, people are black and fat, not like individuals, but more like small eyes. Chimpanzees are surprisingly sweet.
Soon it was two exclamations: Ji Fei and Shui Jing, two monks, jumped up from the second floor and ran quickly to Wenleyang. They carefully helped him and Liu Zheng sit up. After being involved in witchcraft, the two brothers’ brains were excellent, and they directly released a magic weapon to protect themselves. Anyway, there was no dumpling to chase them. The Yin soldiers were far away. Although there were witchcraft launches from time to time around them, their power was not too great, but they were magic weapons.
It was not until the witchcraft world was destroyed that the two brothers returned to the painting city, which was originally on the second floor and is still on the second floor, and their positions have not changed.
If it weren’t for the painful soup in the body, the golden fire bell standing not far away, and Wen Leyang’s beheading, he would really doubt that he had just had a dream. Now he is back in the painting city, and the resin nails transformed by nine road flyover bodies have dried up and shrunk into shriveled bones. You can’t see that the big hole where the Yin soldiers poured out is still full of solemnity …
Le Yang smiled sweetly and wearily. "I’m dead, and my insides have turned into minced meat, but I’m still alive. I can hold on a little longer!" "
Wen Leyang has heard of this kind of thing more than once. In addition to the sorcerer’s desperate time, he can launch the sorcerer’s life method in exchange for extremely severe witchcraft. He can also keep the wizard’s last consciousness. A few years ago, four young crop elders sent a letter to Wen Bucao for help, but they can’t talk and laugh like Le Yangtian.
The night outside is still thick and pleasant. I know what he’s thinking. I smiled slightly and said, "You’ve been trying to cultivate your oblique brother’s witchcraft for two thousand years, and no one has pointed out that you’ve tried to distort your life." What about Sanwei Road? Who the hell is he? Is it the soul of Liu Xiang? "
Sanwei Road knows how to reverse the demon array in the town of Heibai Island and lead Yin soldiers into the WTO. According to Liu Zheng, he is the evil soul of Liu Xiang. If this is the case, Liu Xiang, a nine-headed monster, will die when he dies. Sooner or later, cats, demons and raccoons will also face the scourge.
Le Yang Tian ignored Wen Leyang’s worry that the smile was full of pride. "The three flavors are dead, and even the gods can’t stand it." When talking about the bifurcation topic, "I don’t have much time to tell you. At the end of the matter, you will know the origin of my father’s life and death."
Wenleyang nodded. "Leyang thin gold his old man’s house …"
Unexpectedly, Le Yang Tian cut him off. "Shut up! Don’t break your word when you plunder people. Since it is agreed that I will speak first, you should shut up and hear me out! "
Wen Leyang’s body shook, and he never thought that there would be such a person in the future.
Le Yang Tian didn’t feel anything strange at all. He simply said, "If Le Yang Yimai is willing to break his word and live alone, how can he fight for the lives of his ancestors for two thousand years?" Listen carefully to Tuoxiemen Zongxiao! " To be continued, if you want to know the funeral, please visit the chapter for more.
Chapter 29 A promise
The poison of life and death in Wenleyang’s body swallowed up several chaotic forces of Yin and Yang, scattered in the limbs and slowly moved to converge into a stream like the past.
Compared with the previous life and death poison, I don’t know how much stronger Wen Leyang’s body root method bears every trace of poison movement, which will bring pain like bones and muscles breaking! Wen Leyang can clearly feel that the poison of life and death does not completely assimilate the chaos of Yin and Yang, just as a stream full of iron slag moves with great difficulty and is as ferocious and sharp as iron sand. The chaotic force is driven by the poison of life and death and keeps splitting Wen Leyang’s veins, as if there are several steel needles in his body at every moment, scratching and stabbing everywhere.
Wenleyang almost bit his teeth before he could barely hold back his roar and wanted to moan, for fear of interrupting Leyeyang Sweet.
Painting City, Hiderigami, Sanwei, Cone, Nine-headed Monster, Evil Soul of Willow, Black and White Island …
Kill the demon, pick up the yuan, resurrect the celestial cone, regroup the demon array, and hunt down evil spirits …
A group of top experts and all kinds of strange things are now in a complete mess. Wen Leyang can’t figure out the clue, and even enemies and friends can’t tell the difference. Several puzzles are intertwined and nested, and even a thread can’t be found.
Now, even if we jump out and ask Wen Leyang to ask him casually, I don’t know where to ask him. At this moment, we are finally close to the truth. After two thousand years of all kinds of past causes and effects, it is obviously more than him.
The sweet sound of Leyang is still faint at first glance without a trace of emotion. "The ancestors of the painting city swept away, the master of the five elder brothers continued, and the ancestors of your family were three disciples of the same school, but there was no name. Grandfather Grandfather didn’t even leave his name, let alone what family it was. The three disciples had their own magical powers, but in the end they inherited their legacy, but the people were little brothers."
Wen Leyang’s eyes have flashed through the whole body pain. Whether the theory of limited longing is swept down, continued or inclined is almost always determined by the top masters in Jiangshan. If they teach them, their grandmasters can also pick up the gods to form.
Liu Zheng want to deeper than WenLeYang with surprise cross-examine "inheritance mantle? Besides witchcraft, corpse control and poison, does the old fairy have other things? "
Le Yang Tian shook his head. "I don’t know much about these things. If you have the chance, you can ask Hiderigami’s five elder brothers. After their three grandfathers have finished their art, they will be divided into their own practices …" His words haven’t been finished yet. Suddenly, although they were balloon, they made no secret of their clear steps.
Ji Fei and the water mirror jumped up almost at the same time, each using a magic weapon to hold their breath to protect the two brothers, Wen Leyang, Le Yangyang, Tian Tian, dying, Wen Leyang and Liu Zheng, who were seriously injured, from the first battlefield.
Le Yang’s sweet face is very relaxed, and he also gives a smile to the people who came in. "If you come later for a while, you won’t see my last side. The old man came in with his hands straight behind his back, which surprised Wenleyang and others that the old man was dressed in a neat and straight military system.
Le Yangtian saw the old man coming, just like an exhausted child who saw the lights at home and smelled the aroma of his mother’s food. The whole person was full of spirit. Many eyes revealed that the old man pointed to Wen Leyang with sincere ease and confidence, saying, "He is Gu Xiaojun, the dependency of the golden army of engineers … Hey, it’s right to be a leader anyway!"
The old man Gu Xiaojun’s face is not good-looking, and there is a bayonet-like majesty in his tone. "It’s Xintiandi in the afternoon at the City God Temple, and your disaster is getting worse!"
Le Yang’s face is wry smile, but his eyes are flashing with a kind of relaxed hey hey smile and answer, "I’m dying. Can you stop talking about this? Anyway, you can make sure that I have to go back to my ancestral grave after I die. Don’t send me to the martyrs cemetery …"
Gu Xiaojun a glaring "also want to enter the martyrs cemetery? If I didn’t see you dying, I would send you directly to shoot! " Although the old man’s tone was harsh, he bent down and put a palm on Leyang’s sweet heart, then his face was surprised and he frowned and remained silent for a long time. Obviously, he didn’t expect that he would be hurt so badly.
Le Yangtian continued to smile. "Why don’t you know how many times I told you before? Life method can keep me clear, but now my whole person is dead and even my heart is a paste."
Wenleyang even if he doesn’t know the world now, he can be white. This Gu Xiaojun is by no means an ordinary soldier, but painting a city brother, Leyangtian, probably has another identity.
Sure enough, Le Yang Tian continued to explain to Wen Leyang, but when he spoke to Wen Leyang and others, his tone immediately returned to the original dullness. "The gold army is an engineer who digs sand in the Gobi desert every day to find gold mines. This is nothing unusual, but in the name of the gold army, Gu Xiaojun is also affiliated with several departments, and I have always been his hand soldier …"
Unexpectedly, Gu Xiaojun snorted, "You are too kind. You are not my soldier. You are my living ancestor!"
Le Yang Tian laughed and apologized to Gu Xiaojun for waving his hand. Then he suddenly smiled and continued to look at Wenleyang. "Just now, I knew that Sanwei really came, so I sent a text message to Gu Xiaojun asking him to come over at once this afternoon. The fifth brother in the Chenghuang Temple called out the drought evil spirit. This Lou Tong is not small. It must be personally led by the leader. I guess he should have arrived at the sea. I was right."
Gu Xiaojun’s expression is still unsmiling, but the look in his eyes can’t hide the feeling of love. "Although there is a big movement, people inside are not dead, but they can recover after a while, but many people here are really dead and the whole Haicheng has stopped. Hey, you really respect me, too.
Le Yangtian shook his head at once, and the Jingkou film was full of frivolity. "It’s not my fault to lead these people. It’s all evil spirits. He also attracted Yin soldiers to wreak havoc on me and launched the stunt of painting the city. At this critical moment, it saved the country’s losses and protected people’s lives and property."
At this time, Ji Feidao suddenly interrupted Le Yang’s sweet words with a sneer. "The painting city is the first family to be scattered and repaired. I didn’t expect that the brother of the painting city, the sorcerer, was actually a court member!"
Since ancient times, monks who are concerned about good and evil are unwilling to be involved with the court and the government. Although they are not scum in the eyes of cultivating heaven and man, they are also despised by them. Although they are scattered, they are not willing to deal with official people, and they are even less polite in their words.
Le Yang Tian narrowed his eyes slightly and the tone was weak, which made people suffocate. "Our painting city has never been a shit to repair Tianmen Zongle Yang and learn witchcraft! You people who fix heaven and earth treat the world like a boss, but how many people can get rid of the world after all? You wear lichen cloth but you spin it yourself? Did you sew the stitches yourself? Did you nail the buckle yourself? Did you grow your own fruit? You configure the elixir in your arms, but you also build the furnace for refining the medicine? Did you dig the ground yourself? They left jade and bamboo by their predecessors, but they also made carving knives and writing brushes themselves? Did you burn the bricks in Yuxiu Palace on Kunlun Road? Is the candle in the Great Mercy Temple refined by yourself? "
Le Yang Tian spoke a series of questions that I don’t know how many times, and made the eloquent and unconventional words dumb. Only then did he continue to say lightly, "Tiansan Xiu knows that there is something to find a painting city, and my family helps you in all kinds of matters on earth. Why don’t you come to sneer and say that the open painting city turned out to be a court official? In the past few decades, half of the things that the painting city has helped you do are solved by Gu Xiaojun. "
Ji Fei’s road suddenly gave a hand to Le Yang Tian after leng for a long time and said, "Yes! The old road is wrong! "
Le Yang Tian one leng immediately smiled before painting the size of the city. Everything was his brother Le Yang Wen, who had never dealt with Ji Fei before. I didn’t expect this road to be somewhat frank.
Small owners Liu Zheng also nodded from the side "say yes! But … what do you want him for? " Said and stretched out his hand and pointed to the Gu Xiaojun.