Chapter 156: Strong Drinks Match Heroes (End of Volume 1)
"Failed..." Guifu roared unwillingly. He lost again.
He glared deeply at the old guy not far away, then his body flashed and disappeared.
Qian Puppet and others are no longer fighting. The mission has failed. It will be meaningless to continue to entangle.
But in the blink of an eye, all of them stood beside the sword ghost, looking down at Jinyang City.
Just by watching quietly, these people brought great pressure to Qin Feng and his party.
Whoosh!
Several blasts of wind sounded.
When they came back to their senses, Zhen Tianyi and Yu Mei were standing in front of everyone.
Liu Jianli held the sword in one hand, and her black hair slowly fell down, protecting Qin Feng and the others behind her.
The atmosphere was oppressive, as thick as a quagmire. Both sides were at war with each other, but neither side had any intention of taking the lead.
At this moment, to everyone's surprise, Qin Feng trotted up to Lao Li's side.
"Brother (uncle)!" Lan Ningshuang and the others couldn't help but exclaimed.
Qin Feng turned a deaf ear and hurriedly opened his eyes to observe Senior Li's body.
With his heart stripped away, the latter is now like a candle in the wind, and the remaining trace of life may be annihilated at any time.
"Think quickly, think carefully, there must be a way to hang Senior Li's life." Qin Feng's brain was running rapidly, and the medical books he had read in the past were read over and over in his mind.
However, how can humans continue to survive if they lose their heart?
Qin Feng clenched his teeth and clenched his fists, watching the light in Senior Li's eyes gradually dimming, and a deep feeling of powerlessness filled his heart.
"Is he that kid from the Qin family?" Lao Li said, his voice so weak that he could only hear it clearly if he put it close to his ear.
He can no longer see.
"It's me." Qin Feng replied softly.
"Do you have any wine?"
"have."
"Pour me a bowl."
"Okay." Qin Feng hurriedly took out the Immortal Drunk from the Sumeru Ring, poured it into a wine bowl, brought it to Senior Li, and gently fed it into the latter's mouth.
All around, soldiers and soldiers gathered together, all looking at Lao Li.
They seem to be waiting for something.
"This wine is so damn strong..." Lao Li said with a smile, and then stood there upright, no longer breathing.
A strong wind blew by, and Lao Li's shabby clothes crackled.
Qin Feng vaguely heard.
There is the urgent sound of horses' hooves and the sound of horns.
A man with a golden sword and an iron horse can swallow up thousands of miles.
There was drinking and singing in the battle.
Someone seems to be shouting, who will fight with me again?
Phew~
The wind picked up again.
One hundred thousand Yin spirits have manifested, isn't the leader Lao Li?
Phew~
Strong winds come and go quickly.
In the blink of an eye, a hundred thousand Yin spirits disappeared, and their mission was finally completed at this moment.
High in the sky, Guifu said in a deep voice: "Since the mission failed, I have to do something and I can't explain it until I get back."
There was murderous intent in his words.
The meaning of this statement could not be more obvious.
However, Sword Demon looked at the faceless man in black robe below and sneered: "If you are not afraid of death, you can try it."
"What do you mean?" Qian Puppet asked.
"The man is angry. If we really want to fight, we can take something away.
But in the end, there are at most two people who survived." Sword Demon replied calmly.
One of them is naturally himself, so who is the other person?
The other people looked at each other in confusion, feeling uncertain.
In the past, who didn’t know the names of Nan Tianlong and Northern Ghost Chief?
The ghost Buddha said unwillingly: "Jinyun is hungry, let's go!"
"Oh." Jinyun heard this and punched himself in the abdomen. His bloody mouth opened again and turned into a door.
Several people stepped into it one after another.
"Don't even think about running away!" Zhentian swung the silver-white long knife in his hand, and a blade of energy shot up into the sky.
The sword ghost paused, pinched the fingers of his right hand, and shattered the sword energy!
He looked back briefly, then strolled into the mouth of nothingness and disappeared into the sky with the others.
As this group of people retreated, the battle finally came to an end.
Looking at Jinyang City at this moment, it is already riddled with holes and ruins everywhere.
It's so broken, how long will it take to repair it as before?
On the other side, Old Man Baili raised his right hand, and Ting Yuxuan rose from the ground again.
The dragon's beard pen appeared in his hand, and the golden words jumped into the void. Another burst of white mist emerged, completely covering Jinyang City in a matter of seconds.
Under the surprised gaze of everyone, those damaged streets were continuously repaired at a speed visible to the naked eye!
"Is this also the ability to see flowers in the fog?" Lan Ningshuang's beautiful eyes widened and she said in shock.
Not far away, Qin Feng didn't care about the changes around him.
He just slowly lowered Senior Li's body.
The latter has been protecting one side for his whole life, and it's time to lie down and rest.
...
On the other side, the mouth of nothingness opened again, and the ghosts and Buddhas continued to step out.
The surrounding environment was pitch black, with only the torches on both sides emitting faint firelight, illuminating an area within a foot.
"The mission failed?" A disembodied voice sounded in the darkness.
The ghost Buddha opened his mouth and said: "King Garuda's heart was melted by the divine fire."
"The sword ghost is here, but he also lost his hand. Who is on the other side?"
"The ghost head is here." Dao Gui replied calmly.
"I see..." The voice in the darkness pondered for a moment, and then spoke again: "It doesn't matter, those who plan for great things don't just settle for one day and one night.
Thank you for your hard work."
As soon as these words were spoken, silence returned.
Everyone retreated one after another and disappeared into the darkness.
Only the sword ghost stood there. He looked at the tiger's mouth on his right hand, which was already cracked and bleeding.
"It's not bad, there's some progress."
...
Seven days passed by in a hurry, and Jinyang City was as usual.
Vendors on both sides were hawking, and people were constantly coming and going on the street.
For ordinary people like them, the disaster seven days ago was just a dream.
In the lobby of the Qin Mansion, Er Niang asked curiously: "Why haven't you seen Feng'er these days?"
The second brother held the bowl and chopsticks in his hands and said, "The eldest brother has locked himself in the room recently."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Locked in a room? What is he doing?"
Qing'er, who was standing aside, replied softly: "The young master has been practicing calligraphy day and night and has not rested for a long time."
"Even if you want to practice calligraphy, you can't do this." Er Niang looked worried.
At this time, Qin Jian'an, who was in his seat, put down his bowls and chopsticks and said, "Let him go."
...
The old wooden door was pushed open and made a creaking sound.
In the yard, all the brewing tools are there, but a familiar figure is missing.
Qin Feng stepped into the courtyard and walked to a corner.
If he remembered correctly, the cellar was at this location.
He turned to look at Liu Jianli, who nodded slightly.
As the energy surged out of the body, the entrance to the cellar slowly appeared.
Walking into it, the lights are dim.
If no one changes the wick for a long time, the lamp will naturally run out of oil.
At a glance, the neat stone platform was full of soldiers' spiritual tablets, and under the spiritual tablets, there was a jar of wine piled up.
Qin Feng stroked the stone platform, and his hands were covered with dust.
He kept moving forward until he reached the deepest part of the cellar and saw the unnamed spiritual tablet.
After a long time, Qin Feng left the cellar.
And on the unnamed token, there was an additional name.
...
Outside Jinyang City, to the north, is the top of a high mountain.
The tomb of Senior Li Yang is buried here.
Qin Feng took out a jar of Immortal Drunk and placed it in front of the tombstone. Then he gathered his fingertips together and continued to carve on the stone tablet.
Vigorous and powerful handwriting slowly emerged.
I saw——
"If you live as a hero, you will die as a ghost.
With a smile, I went to Fengdu to recruit my old troops, and with a hundred thousand banners, I killed all the demons."
The moment the inscription was carved, clear light shot into the sky.
Listening to outside Yuxuan, the old man Baili suddenly shouted "Okay!"
Then he raised the wine bowl, pointed it towards the north, and drank it all in one gulp.
Strong drinks are worthy of heroes.
PS: The first volume of Forbidden Yang City is over, here comes the fifth update!
Today's five updates are not to prove that I can do it, but to make those readers who say I am short pay the price!
Well, another thing is that the fifth update on Saturday is gone.
It's OK to grow once or twice occasionally, but if it keeps growing, the body will be unable to bear it. That's it...