Looking at the messy ruins, Tang Guo felt as if a giant hammer hit his head with a loud buzzing sound.
But, this is only a moment.
It was replaced by overwhelming anger.
As soon as he opened his mouth, he asked sternly: "Gongxi Feng'en, Nizi, do you know what you are doing!"
For the first time, Gong Xiqiu no longer had to hide his disgust for this nickname, and his face turned dark.
He said indifferently: "Of course I know."
He followed up by saying, "I'm taking revenge."
He also ridiculed: "Since it is revenge, if you don't send the enemy away with your own hands, how can you expect to beat him to death with gongs, drums and funeral music?"
"Revenge..." Although Tang Guo had a premonition in his heart, he still found it unbelievable when he heard this with his own ears, so he blurted out, "How is this possible? Have you remembered it all?"
Although the situation was not right, Gong Xiqiu still frowned slightly - how come both of them were so sure that he would not recover his memory? Are they so sure that they can trust him? Could it be that something happened to him that he didn't know about?
?
A thought flashed through my mind for a moment.
But, now is not the time to think about this.
Gong Xiqiu's silence was misunderstood as acquiescence.
Tang Guo looked at Gong Xiqiu with an almost fanatical look. This attitude surprised Gong Xiqiu. He killed his own son, and also killed King She, who had given Tang Guo endless glory and wealth, and took along the two Geng Kingdoms who were extremely powerful.
clan members...
Something's wrong!
Something is very wrong!
Tang Guo's fanaticism did not last long. As the dense martial arts light like meteors approached Chengkang Temple, he regained his composure, but Gong Xiqiu had already taken a preemptive strike. He had just self-destructed the martial arts totem, and the injury spread to his heart.
, he hasn’t fully figured out Tang Guo’s own strength yet, so he doesn’t have much confidence in a head-on confrontation, let alone when the enemy is outnumbered and we are outnumbered?
Furthermore, the elite troops he brought were used to delay the garrison outside Chengkang Temple, but as reinforcements arrived from the mountain, the situation that had been slightly advantageous at first suddenly fell to the opposite side. According to this situation, it would not take a moment and a half to defeat the enemy.
completely annihilated.
Tang Guo didn't even summon the martial arts armor.
He raised his hand and grabbed the halberd that Gong Xiqiu was thrusting at him: "Gong Xiqiu, put it down now, and I will spare your life!"
"Are you dreaming?" But in the next moment, he was hit by a huge force, and his body was smashed into the deep pit of the ruins like a cannonball.
"That's such a shame."
Tang Guo usually looked majestic, but when facing Gong Xiqiu, he always looked like a kind and old father. He was willing to part with gold, silver, jewelry, cars and beauties, no matter how much, as long as Gong Xiqiu was willing to speak. The outside world went crazy because of this.
It is said that Gong Xiqiu was an illegitimate son.
But at this moment, he revealed his undisguised murderous intent.
Just being stared at by its aura will make you tremble.
Gong Xiqiu was not greatly affected, but he did feel uncomfortable, which showed that the old man was a step above him in strength. He was about to mock him back with a smile, but who would have thought that he would hear Tang Guo say something in an understatement that made him think twice?
The shocking truth.
"Then I have no choice but to kill you again. After all - a tool that cannot be tamed will only break down!"
Gong Xiqiu's expression suddenly changed.
Her face, which was still rosy before, turned pale.
He opened his eyes wide and raised his head to stare at Tang Guo who was standing high up. If he didn't have tinnitus and auditory hallucinations...
The other party's original words were...how is that possible!
At the same time, there was a pain in my head that was like pinpricks, and became more and more vivid.
Scenes of noisy scenes that were both familiar and unfamiliar passed through his mind one by one. Gong Xiqiu tried hard to distinguish the true from the false. For a moment, he was in a daze, and he was pulled into the dark world by an irresistible force.
vortex.
Above the night, the stars are sparse.
Even though it was already night, the summer heat was still surging up from the ground. The little boy used to complain about the hot weather, but now he had no interest in it. Because he was unable to lie down on a thick and familiar back.
superior.
The tip of his nose could still smell the salty smell mixed with rich blood and sweat. Every time he breathed, there was a burning pain in his chest. He turned his eyes with difficulty and vaguely saw a light green light rising above the clan.
screen.
Above the light curtain, there seemed to be a python swimming.
Farther away, there are lights and noisy footsteps.
The panicked screams of the tribesmen could be vaguely heard.
Then——
The back where his ear was next to buzzed and vibrated a few times, and his uncle's voice seemed to become more and more distant: [Ah Nian!]
Oh, it turned out to be my uncle.
He opened his mouth to say something to the other party.
Gong Xiqiu couldn't remember how long it had been since he heard his uncle's voice, but when he opened his mouth, what came out was not his joyful response, but streams of blood so thick that it could glue his lips together.
, can't make any sound.
[No, A-Nian can’t hold on like this.] It seemed like a tribesman who raised his hand to support him was speaking, his voice was urgent and anxious, and he cursed, [He is simply not a human being, A-Nian is still so young, he can do such a vicious thing.
...]
If it weren't for the clan's most precious treasure being stored in Gong Xiqiu's body, this heartbreaking injury would have killed him long ago.
But we are not optimistic now.
A Nian is still too young.
Even a treasure can only protect him for a while.
Immediately afterwards, my uncle scolded: "You are here to exterminate the clan. It doesn't matter how old you are. Let me know who betrayed us. The ashes of eighteen generations of our ancestors will be spread by him! You protect the clan and retreat first."
I’ll take Anian to the altar.]
【But the altar...】
The light curtain above the head was crumbling, and the enemies who had sneaked into the tribe's territory and massacred people were also chasing after them. At this time, they turned back to the altar, fearing that they would never return. But my uncle didn't think so much: [My sister just died, A Nian will never come back.
die……】
The sound after that was not clear.
There was some viscous liquid flowing out of his chest, and it couldn't be stopped. Gong Xiqiu felt that breathing was becoming more and more difficult, as if what was passing away was not liquid, but life. After a turbulence, he heard his uncle shouting at someone: [
Get out of here!]
When his body was turned upside down and placed on the altar, Gong Xiqiu used his last strength to open a crack, and a bloody head rolled onto his face. The small star on the forehead of this head
The black mole looks very much like my uncle.
He rolled his eyes.
Looking at the light curtain that dispersed like a mountain of mist, the python swimming above it swallowed its breath with strong reluctance, turned into broken stars, and dispersed. At this time, someone staggered around and kicked the round head away.
He spat in disgust.
【Looking for bad luck before death!】
[It seemed like he was carrying a child just now?]
One person said: [In the case of the self-destruction just now, not to mention one, ten children were also cut into pieces...]
【Are they all here?】
[…Gongxi tribe…two hundred and sixty-five people.]
Gong Xiqiu's consciousness fell into boundless darkness. There was no sound or light around him, and his body continued to sink towards the darkest place. After an unknown period of time, a strange force pushed him in the opposite direction.
go.
Finally, the light dispels all darkness.
It was so painful that he couldn't open his eyes.
After he got used to it a little, he opened his eyes again and vaguely saw his younger and more energetic half-brother sitting next to him, with his eyes closed, his face pale, and sweat dripping from his forehead. The most important thing is that
——The other party was wearing the high priest’s fine attire when honoring the gods.
Ah, won't the old priest jump in anger?
Gong Xiqiu thought about the pain of being spanked by the old priest with a wooden staff, and noticed that this man had a strange wooden staff across his knees.
He is sure——
If the old priest knew that there was a stupid young man secretly wearing these clothes, well, he would definitely be so angry that his white beard would fly everywhere...
