Nightfall Chapter 114: A natural couple (part one)
I blame you.
It's all your fault, not the moon.
What are you, what are you, what are you, what are you.
This is a common conversation between young men and women, but it rarely occurs between Ning Que and Sangsang, whether it is a teenager and a girl, a nominal master and servant, or later husband and wife.
When Sangsang said this, there was no expression on his face, no resentment, not to be coquettish. It seemed to be just explaining an objective fact. However, Ning Que felt that she was resenting, she was acting coquettish, so he rectified The hearts trembled slightly, and there was no more pity, and the pain was terrible because of her.
He didn't know what to answer, blood dripping from between the blade and palm, making a ticking sound, like a clock in that world, urging him to do something to comfort her.
He looked at the alcoholic, his expression was calm, he didn't seem to feel pain, and his eyes were extremely determined to kill.
The drunkard first attacked, stabbed the big brother with a sword, and then stabbed Sangsang with a sword. The two people he most respected or loved were seriously injured by his sword. Sangsang didn't know if he could hold it.
Since Xiahou's death, Ning Que has never wanted to kill someone like he is now.
The alcoholic didn't seem to feel his eyes, he smiled frantically, and his eyebrows were distorted: "Did you see? She...she really can't do it."
While his eyebrows were twisted, the sword in his hand was also twisting. Ning Que's palm was cut into a big hole, and the blood flowed more rapidly, like a flood.
I don't know how many swords are hidden in that hip flask. Each sword is the life of a drunkard, tempered with strong wine for countless years, so sharp that even his physical strength can't stand it.
Ning Que pulled out the iron knife behind his shoulder. Cut to the alcoholic.
In front of the iron blade, there is a fiery and pure Haotian divine glory.
A fragrant and rich drink gushes from the pot at the waist of the drinker, forming an infinitely thick waterfall, and the drink falls into the water. Instantly extinguished the divine glory on the iron knife.
The alcoholic looked at him in a cold voice and said, "Do you think you can hurt me?"
Ning Que did not speak, lowered his head and supported the shaky Sangsang with his left shoulder.
The drunkard's sword, rubbing his palm, slowly pierced into Sangsang's body.
Her blood flow is getting more and more, dripping on the complex and gorgeous rune lines on the ground, and the speed of the rune lines becoming brighter and faster. At the next moment, the symbolic array will open.
"It's too late, you all go to death."
The drunkard no longer laughs wildly, and in his indifferent eyes, there are endless killing intent and jokes.
Ning Que's palm followed the sharp blade, protruding forward like lightning.
The sound of the sword cutting through the palms, muscles and bones. It's ugly and scary.
His hands are as hard as iron as his body, so the sound is even worse and scarier.
His blood-stained eyes are still scarlet, like a beast, staring at the alcoholic.
His hand grasped the hand of the alcoholic.
I don't know when. There was a small tin can in his palm.
There was a muffled boom.
There was a big wave in the secret room.
An explosion occurred between the palms of Ning Que and the alcoholic.
Countless sharp pieces of iron flew through the air, cutting off all the flesh and bones they encountered.
A stern and bitter howl rang.
The walls around the room were all shattered.
Ning Que's palm was dripping with blood, and it was completely indistinguishable that it was a human hand.
As for the alcoholic, his hands have been completely blown up.
Without his hands, naturally he can no longer hold the sword. Naturally, he could no longer pierce the sword into Sangsang's body.
The drunkard's face was pale, his body trembling slightly, and his broken right wrist was spraying blood.
He has never suffered such a serious injury.
He cherishes his life very much, and sees every hair as more important than the whole world.
However, he broke a hand.
A whole hand!
"I will kill you."
He looked at Ning Que and said. His expression was indifferent, his eyes were crazy.
He used his left hand to draw a sword from the pot again.
At this time, Ning Que's mind power was exhausted and he no longer had the power to fight, but he must fight.
He looked at the sword pierced in Sangsang's abdomen.
The flesh and blood of a drunkard remains on the hilt.
A drink of water came from the sky, washing the sword clean and bright as new.
"Want to use the disgusting method of Mingzong?"
The alcoholic looked at him and said without a trace of emotion: "Vision!"
There was a soft sniff.
The sharp pot sword pierced Ning Que's left chest, failed to penetrate completely, but severely injured the lung lobe.
Ning Que coughed painfully and sprayed bleeding foam.
He is happy.
Because he felt the extremely strong changes in the atmosphere of heaven and earth under his feet, and even felt the clear temperature, this proved that the talisman formation had officially started.
A majestic clear light emerged from the complicated runes on the stone surface, enveloping Ningque Sangsang, the **** horse and the lion dog.
The drinker's expression changed suddenly, holding a sword in his left hand, and drew a trace in the air that was about to violate the laws of physics, bypassing Ning Que's body, and piercing Sangsang's eyebrows!
At this time, Ning Que was unable to fight anymore, and Sangsang had to lean on his left shoulder to barely stand. Who would stop the alcoholic from this sword that clearly condensed his lifelong cultivation?
No one can stop.
But it can be interrupted.
A lion roar that has been suppressed for a long time, but is still solemn and solemn, resounds throughout Helan City!
The green lion turned into a clear light and slammed into the side of the sword in the pot!
Two dark shadows kicked out from the clear light like lightning, and hit the alcoholic's chest and abdomen hard!
The drunkard pierced the air with a sword, was hit again, snorted and took three steps back!
At this time, the clear light is more vigorous, and those figures in the light curtain are rapidly blurring!
The drinker's face became paler. He knew very well what it meant to let Haotian leave alive. He would never allow himself to miss this opportunity.
With a scream, he broke through the remnant wall of the secret room and went straight to the sky.
The drunkard is clearly standing still, but his figure suddenly rises tall, a hundred times in an instant, to a thousand times!
The loud bang keeps ringing!
The secret room collapsed and the arrow tower collapsed. The whole Helan City is collapsing!
Countless smoke and dust were shaken up, gradually covering the sky above the canyon.
Tang Jun, who had just withdrawn from Helan City, looked back at the place where he had lived and fought, and looked at this scene like a miraculous punishment. He was shocked for a long time and couldn't speak.
A full half day has passed. The smoke gradually disappeared.
The magnificent Helan City, now only half of the ruined city remains, looks extremely desolate.
The teleportation formation hidden in the secret room was destroyed with the destruction of this male city.
Except for the ruins and gravel beams on the ground, there is no sign of any living people.
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Sangsang looked at the murals around, feeling a bit familiar. After a while, I remembered that the golden dragons on the frescoes were all miracles of her will revealed in the world.
This is a Taoist temple.
The **** horse and the lion dog are by her side, but Ning Que is not there.
She looked at the bubble in front of her eyes, looked at the light spots with different brightness, and confirmed her position. It was in a certain Taoist temple in the capital of Song Kingdom. As the source of Taoism, Song Kingdom had a teleportation formation secretly arranged by Taoism.
She twisted her fingers slightly, and she understood all the reasons. She could not directly return to Chang'an from Helan City, because the moment when the teleportation array was finally activated, she was affected by the immeasurable blow of the alcoholic. At that time, the vitality of heaven and earth changed so drastically that the teleportation array sent her to Song Kingdom.
Ning Que didn't get here together for the same reason. She confirmed Ning Que's location earlier and knew that he had nothing to do. She stopped worrying and finally relaxed.
Suddenly, her eyebrows frowned.
She looked at the sword in her abdomen, and confirmed that the surge of pain had nothing to do with it, but came from deeper in the abdomen. It must be from that **** fetus.
She was very tired, and slowly sat on the ground, her pale cheeks, her expression still indifferent, in her eyes like the stars of the past. But there was a lot of confusion and anxiety.
The Leo dog was watching restlessly, wondering what happened to the owner.
The **** horse widened his eyes and looked extremely nervous. It lived longer in human society. It was obvious that the mistress was about to give birth, and he whispered and ran out of the hall.
At this moment, loud voices and intensive footsteps suddenly sounded outside the hall.
Sangsang sat tiredly leaning on the pillar, sweat beaded in his temples, the sword that stabbed the lower abdomen, still bringing blood and pain, merged with the pain deep in the lower abdomen. Very uncomfortable.
"Who?"
More than a dozen priests and deacons walked into the hall, and they found that a woman covered in blood suddenly appeared in the solemn and sacred main hall. Seeing that the woman's bulging abdomen was actually a pregnant woman, they were shocked.
Thinking of the Protestantism that is gaining momentum in the city recently, and remembering the filthest claims in the legend that maternal blood is the most filthy, these priests and deacons thought they had guessed the truth.
The Protestant wants to desecrate the Haotian enshrined by the Dao Men!
"Monster!"
One of the most devout elderly priests rushed to Sangsang angrily, pointing to her face and cursing: "I will burn you to death! You shameless bitch!"
Sangsang closed his eyes and rested, listening to the sound, opening his eyes with difficulty, and looking at the terrifying humans who surrounded him. After a moment, he realized that these people were cursing him.
She was silent and silent.
She is very familiar with the Taoist Temple. When she was in the Kingdom of God, she had seen many Taoist temples, and even the deserted temple in the Kingdom of God. She was built in the style of the Taoist temple on earth, but it was more beautiful and pure.
She is very familiar with Taoist officials. She has been worshipped by countless generations of priests and Taoists. She once thought that human beings are her most devout believers. Therefore, when she designed God-Generals, she also designed them in the image of humans.
Now, she is lying in the Taoist temple covered in blood, being abused by the Taoists with foul language.
Yes, she is no longer Haotian.
A lion roar resounded through the hall.
While the green lion swayed, his body suddenly became larger, turning into a majestic and mighty blue giant lion, staring coldly at the Taoists, waiting for the master's order.
Where did the priests and Taoists have seen such pictures, they fell to the ground in horror, and they couldn't stand up with their soft legs.
Sangsang closed his eyes again and said nothing.
Qing Shi understood, and didn't care about the Taoists who crawled outside the temple.
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(Chapter 3 will be later.)