Mustache is not the only one who is emotional. Jia Luorong is also the same. She is trying her best to keep her emotions from getting out of control. Her hands are shaking so violently that the gestures she makes are indistinguishable. Jia Luorong
He stopped his hands and took a deep breath. It took two or three minutes before he raised his hands again.
"I never knew why my father died, nor why my mother became blind. I didn't ask these questions because I didn't want to mention what was in my mother's heart." Jia Luorong rarely talked to his children in the past.
Hu Hu mentioned her family affairs, but at this time, she may have had some strange feelings and thoughts in her heart. She said it very carefully: "When I was very young, my grandma said something to me. I remember
These words, but I didn’t know their true meaning until I met you.”
Mustache was a little restless, because he saw many people very close to the stone altar. The four or five-meter-high stone altar was nothing to these people, and they could climb up quickly. But Jialuo
Rong seemed to know nothing about this and was still making gestures slowly.
"My grandma said that a man will be very tired living in this world, but a woman will be tired too. For many people, living is not easy. When I was very young, she told me,
I will never look for a man in this life, unless one day I can meet a man who is willing to devote all his life to me.
Yes, if someone is willing to die for me, if this person appears, then everything I have done will be worth it." When Jialuorong reached this point, tears were already streaming down his face: "I think, I met
I lost that man, the man who was willing to die because he wanted me to live regardless of everything."
Mustache's heart was like a knife. Facing such a woman, what else could he do besides fighting for his life? The people around him who were trying to make trouble were nothing in Mustache's eyes. They could be completely ignored. He stood upright regardless of everything.
He lost his body and wanted to rush forward from here, climb all the way to the top of the stone altar, and hold Jia Luorong tightly in his arms.
"No, don't..." Jia Luorong didn't know if she could see the mustache, but she seemed to be able to sense everything. When the mustache just moved, she waved her hand: "Don't do anything.
, I am very contented, very contented, I have found the person that my mother said, even if I can only stay with him for one day, or just look at him, it is enough, enough. I have no regrets, not at all,
Don't die, don't, you have to live well. My dear, you have to live well..."
Mustache couldn't hold back anymore and rushed forward. He ignored the chaotic crowd and no one would find his traces, so he rushed over without any scruples. The extremely fast speed allowed him to quickly surpass many people.
The stone altar was getting closer and closer. His eyes were always looking ahead, looking at Jialuorong. Maybe in the next second, he could just reach out his hand and hug the girl he hadn't seen for a long time.
Whoosh...
The figure was as fast as lightning, and only such extreme speed could stop the running mustache. The look in mustache's eyes changed instantly, which was indescribable. Standing in front of him was Bo Siba.
"You can't go there!" Between Bosiba and Mustache, there was a cauldron buried under the ground. He may have sensed some danger. The members of the pilgrims who rushed towards the stone altar began to retreat in response to the order. Bosiba blocked the small
In front of Huzi: "Don't touch the stone altar! I don't know what danger it will be, but if you touch it, you won't be able to clean it up. I have a hunch! Retreat!"
"Get out!" Xiao Xiu was unintentionally entangled with Bosiba, and the alloy pipe immediately stabbed him.
Bosiba seemed to have foreseen something dangerous, but it could be seen that he actually did not want to give up the stone altar. Faced with Mustache's scolding, Bosiba did not care about it: "I know that woman is very important to you! But
She climbed up to the stone altar by herself! Get back!"
The temporary withdrawal of the pilgrims gave the world a temporary upper hand. Their speed accelerated, and many people rushed to the bottom of the stone altar together. The stone altar is very strong and is built up with large square stones. Logically speaking, if
It shouldn’t be a problem for more people to climb up. But
When these people started to climb up, the heavy stone altar started to shake from side to side like it was made of paper. The shaking caused a chain reaction, causing the ground to tremble slightly. This phenomenon was very abnormal.
Bosiba was a little anxious, but Mustache still refused to leave.
"We have reached this point! You are still stubbornly continuing the mistake for one person!" Bosiba's tone immediately became stern. He stood in front of Mustache and said: "About the end of the world prophecies and the sacred artifacts,
It's all in your hands, you must hand it over!"
Boom...
In a short period of time, a corner of the stone altar quickly collapsed, and several people who were climbing were smashed into pulp by the rolling stones. Bosiba looked back in a hurry, his eyes sharper.
There was almost no room for too many reactions. After the first corner of the stone altar collapsed, the second corner also began to collapse. Mustache was more anxious than Bosiba, and Jialuorong was still on the stone altar. If the stone altar completely collapsed,
, how could she escape the large-scale collapse? But Bosiba persisted in standing in front of him, and could hardly move any further.
At this time, a very faint halo of light suddenly appeared at the bottom of the stone altar that had not completely collapsed. Perhaps many people present had never seen this kind of light, but the mustache had a very strong interest in this kind of light.
Resistance, rejection and fear. He felt a little cramp in his legs.
Bosiba had never seen this kind of light, but he could feel that there was an unforeseen danger hidden behind the light. He felt that time was getting tighter, and wanted to force Mustache to hand over everything related to the doomsday prophecy. At first
, Bosiba has been avoiding Mustache’s attacks, but this time
At this moment, he started to counterattack with a long knife. After an opponent like Bosiba started to counterattack, Mustache became even more unable to move. He had to concentrate on fighting in order to compete with Bosiba. Naturally, Mustache's strength was there.
Well, it would take a long time for Bossba to gain even a slight advantage.
The impact of the blades seemed to be more ethereal in the chaos, and the light under the stone altar seemed to disappear in a flash, but if you look closely, you can see that the light is spread low on the ground.
It was like a piece of water flowing silently. Mustache had no time to explain what this pale light was, he just felt a burning hatred. Anyone who stopped him at this time would not be able to understand his hatred even if he was killed ten thousand times.
The two of them were fighting back and forth in a small area. Between the deep marks, there were cauldrons buried in the ground at intervals. Mustache was trying his best to avoid these cauldrons. He could never forget the past.
Something I have seen before, the tripod in the sundial diagram is very dangerous.
In a hurry, Mustache still took the time to look at the stone altar. When he turned his head, he saw the shadow of Jia Luorong jumping down from the stone altar four or five meters high. Who could be at such a high height?
There was no guarantee that there would be no fatal wounds when he landed. Mustache's heart was pinched and the pain was so painful that he was about to bleed. He desperately tried to break away from Bosiba and ran towards Jialuorong.
Immediately afterwards, Jia Luorong stood up from the cracked stones under the stone altar. She was a little unsteady and one of her legs was obviously injured. This was already a miracle. For a girl with a weak body,
It takes a lot of courage to jump down from such a high place. Jialuorong did not give in, dragging his injured leg and moving towards this direction tenaciously.
When he saw this moment, Mustache's mind recalled the scene when Jialuorong dragged himself step by step on the rugged mountain road to the distant temple. He seemed to be going crazy, and his eyes suddenly turned blood red.
Every time the alloy tube in his hand is struck, it is like a thunderstorm.
Jialuorong may have completely put aside everything. She just wanted to take a look at Mustache again, very close. Bosiba tightly wrapped around Mustache, making it impossible for him to get away. Mustache wanted to meet him,
But he had no choice but to look back from time to time. Every time he looked back, Jialuorong would get closer to him.
That woman was so close to him, and he might just have to run a few steps to reach her. But the distance between them was like a gutter.
"Kill!" The fury in Mustache's heart was indescribable. He shouted suddenly, the alloy pipe flashed several times, and then he turned around and ran away desperately.
Whoosh!
The figure that was quietly dormant in the darkness suddenly jumped out, and the light of the sword suddenly flashed. The chaotic situation completely covered up the movement of the dormant figure. Mustache forced Bosiba back, turned around hastily, and used all his strength to face the figure.
He couldn't resist the sudden attack from the shadow, so he could only dodge it desperately. This was completely helpless. Mustache knew that even if he dodge it, the opponent's subsequent attacks would be more powerful than the other, and he would be unable to free himself.
Save.
The shadow's face was completely exposed as the sword flashed, and Sang Jie's face was seen in the rolling mustache. Sang Jie was ruthless. He and the pilgrims were sworn enemies, but at this moment, the mustache seemed to have become a sworn enemy.
The biggest enemy. Sangjie ignored Bosiba who was chasing closely behind him. After missing a single blow, the offensive came rolling in.
Wow...
The mustache rolled far away, and then he stood up straight. But the moment he straightened his waist, his pupils suddenly shrank.
He was standing on the edge of a big cauldron on the ground. As long as he took half a step back, he would fall into the cauldron. And at this time, a very faint light emerged from the big cauldron, a light that seemed to be able to twist.
All the invisible power instantly made the hairs on the mustache's body stand on end.