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Chapter 82 Beiming Tianhuo!(1/2)

Chapter 82 Beiming Sky Fire!

Author: Dongtu Daqie

Chapter 82 Beiming Sky Fire!

Inside a house.

After a young girl explained the affairs to her servants, she came to the blind old lady. She grabbed the old man's hand and slowly squatted down.

"Grandma, I have something to tell you."

The girl hesitated for a long time and whispered.

"What's going on?"

The old lady's eyes were gray and empty, but the smile on her face was kind and gentle.

The girl took a deep breath and finally plucked up the courage to say: "Actually... I am not your granddaughter!"

However, the old man smiled and touched her head: "I know."

The girl was shocked.

The old man helped the girl trim her hair and said kindly: "She said before she went to practice Taoism that she would never come back. Moreover, she is not as filial as you... What, are you leaving?"

"Yeah, I'm leaving."

The girl sighed softly, feeling a little reluctant.

"still coming back?"

The old man asked expectantly.

The girl opened her mouth, but seeing the old man's expectant look, she couldn't bear to tell the truth, so she smiled sweetly.

"Will do."



A place by the river.

The fisherman, wearing a raincoat and a bamboo hat, was fishing there again with a small bamboo pole, but he had never caught a fish.

"gentlemen!"

A middle-aged man in luxurious clothes came to the river with a group of guards and servants, and stood respectfully behind Diaosou.

"I was once impoverished and wanted to jump into the river to end my life. It was my husband who gave me guidance and allowed me to clear the clouds and find the direction of my life again."

“After I suffered many official setbacks, it was my husband’s guidance that enabled me to get out of trouble and defeat my political opponents.”

"Now, I have become the prime minister. If my husband does not abandon me, I am willing to support him as a foster father!"

He bowed his hands and bowed to beg.

The fisherman put down his fishing rod and stood up slowly.

But he did not look back. Instead, he turned his back to the middle-aged man and laughed at himself: "Haha, what can you do to support a dying person? If you have such a heart, why not treat the people well and accumulate some virtue for me."

At this time, a heavy fog blew from the river, and the fisherman walked into the fog and disappeared.

"Gods, they are gods!"

"God bless you!"

The casual guards and servants were all so excited that they knelt down and kowtowed on the spot, trying to get blessings.

The middle-aged man stood there feeling lost, feeling empty in his heart.

He felt that the figure that had helped him out of trouble many times, like a teacher and a father, was gradually fading away, and might never come back again.

"Congratulations... sir!"



A Taoist temple is built on the mountain.

This is Jiang Siyao's Taoist temple, called Yuzhen Temple. Now, Jiang Siyao has practiced Taoism for eight thousand years and can be regarded as a great human being.

On this day, Jiang Siyao was meditating on the edge of the cliff.

Suddenly, a green dragon snaked up from the clouds and mist below the cliff, and then hovered quietly in front of her.

"Xiaoqing, where did you go to play again this time? It took you so long to come back to see me."

Jiang Siyao slowly opened her eyes, with a doting smile on her delicate face.

The cyan dragon was silent for a moment and said sadly: "Sister, I'm afraid... this is the last time we meet."

Wow!

Jiang Siyao's face changed slightly, and she suddenly stood up. She looked nervously into the eyes of the green dragon: "Xiaoqing, what happened? Did you encounter any trouble? Or did you invite death?"

Her chest heaved violently, and the concentration she had cultivated for more than three hundred years disappeared at this moment, and her speech became incoherent.

"It's okay, it's okay! Even if I can't solve it, you can still go to Grandpa Bai. Grandpa Bai has so much power that he can definitely save you..."

However, the green dragon smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"Sister, no one can help me... I deserve to die. I must die. If I don't die, it will be unjust."

Jiang Siyao's body trembled.

I couldn't hold back the tears anymore.

She raised her hands and beat the blue dragon on the face repeatedly, crying: "You damn girl, what did you do behind my back? What did you do!! Why didn't you discuss it with me before you did it...

…”

The green dragon did not speak. It floated quietly, letting its sister cry and vent.

After a long time, Jiang Siyao calmed down.

The green dragon said: "Sister, let me tell you a story. The demon clan has a mysterious organization called the Demon Nest..."

It says a lot.

In the end, Jiang Siyao looked at her sister in despair, her eyes were red and swollen: "So... you did those things too?"

The green dragon nodded.

Jiang Siyao was furious again. She broke off a branch from the nearby pine tree, held the branch with both hands, staggered and slapped it on the blue dragon's body, beating her while crying, heartbreaking.

"Open the sky, open the sky! What kind of sky do you need to open the sky with your little skills? Isn't such a big sky enough for you to fly! You are a spiritual beast enlightened by the literary saint. You are no longer a monster. Who told you to meddle in other people's business?

of!!!"

She mourned his misfortune, was angry that he would not fight, and felt helpless at the tragic fate he was about to suffer.

She wanted to convince herself and excuse her sister, but she couldn't do it because so many people died.

Whose life is not life?

The green dragon was beaten and scolded without any explanation.

After a long time, it smiled and said: "Sister, in fact, I don't have as big ambitions as they do. I don't care whether the demon clan has a future or not. I joined them in the first place just to... protect you."

After saying that, it looked at its sister reluctantly and flew away.

Jiang Siyao felt as if she had been struck by lightning. Her knees weakened and she knelt on the ground, tears bursting like a flood.

"Xiaoqing——"



A few days later, black clouds rolled in the sky over the Beiming Sea, and countless monsters were floating on the sea.

Among them, there are many figures familiar to Bai Ze.

For example, the Blazing Flame, the Iceberg Man, the Volcano Man, the enchanting snake spirit Zi Yan, and even Jiang Siyao’s cyan dragon...

"hold head high--"

With everyone watching, a giant kun thousands of miles long emerged from the sea, causing huge waves.

The giant Kun opened its mouth of the abyss, and a figure in black flew out from it. As he appeared, all eyes focused on him.

"Lord Kunnian!"

"Alliance leader!"

"Meet the leader!"

All the monsters showed enthusiasm and knelt down in the sky to pay their highest respect.

"Kunnian... see you all!"

With a complicated smile on his face, Kunnian clasped his hands and bowed to all the monsters.

This bow is for him to bow to all his subordinates as a leader, and to bow to all his followers as a leader!

He glanced at all the monsters on the sea and said bitterly: "Everyone, all our efforts have been in vain. We have failed in the end... and we have failed completely, because we went in the wrong direction and there will never be any results."

All the monsters were silent.
To be continued...
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