The scenery in front of me blurred as my eyes filled with tears.
"Always...are they always by my side?"
His voice was trembling and choked.
"How could it happen...I don't even know..."
If he knew, he must make himself live a better life in the past few years, practice harder, and live a happier life, instead of forcing himself to do unhappy things. Although Gong Xiqiu has indulged in fun these years, he doesn't
hapiness.
I don't know how disappointed they must be to let their elders see that he has become unrecognizable due to his addiction to hatred. He was once the future warrior of the Gongxi tribe whom they had high hopes for, and he was the treasure of the tribe that all the elders would feed him snacks when they saw him.
"you?"
Jimo Can's voice was somewhat sarcastic.
"There are still many things you don't know..."
For example, Gong Xiqiu didn't know what he would lose if he chose revenge, nor did he know how many people's expectations and contributions his little life carried. When he knew that, all the pain could only be digested and chewed by himself.
.
No one is watching him or accompanying him in secret anymore.
However, he has no right to stop him from taking revenge.
This is Gongxi Qiu's wish, why is it not his own? He has secretly taken care of him for many years, and helped avenge the Gongxi clan, which can be regarded as making up for the absence of more than twenty years. In the days to come, he can only
Left on his own.
The young eagle will one day leave the wings of its parents.
not to mention--
What kind of young eagle is he considered at his current age?
"Tell you, what can you afford?" Jimo Can looked at Gong Xiqiu indifferently. The latter looked like a puppy that had been wronged outside. He was pitiful and eager to get into the arms of the person closest to him.
Confide and confide...
This look...
Jimo Can was somewhat disgusted with it.
This child is the same as his mother and uncle complained. He is somewhat not very smart. The eight-foot-tall man who weighs more than 100 pounds is not as smart and alert as his mother, nor is he as crooked as his uncle. He can only write down his thoughts.
on the face.
He was straightforward in doing things, and thought he was so scheming. If he hadn't wiped his own butt, would he still have wanted to deceive Tang Guo?
"Then you should tell me!"
Whenever I mention this Gong Xiqiu, I get angry.
With red eyes, he vented the long-standing negative emotions. They had met for a year or two, not just a day or two. This guy always regarded himself as a member of the tribe and never told himself about their relationship. He let his random thoughts go. I don’t believe it was unintentional.
of!
"What else are you hiding from me?" Before Gong Xiqiu decided to find out the whole story, he didn't believe a word he said!
My uncle is right, literary scholars are all evil-hearted. Nine out of ten sentences they say are false. The remaining one is left to you to guess. If you guess wrong, you are not smart enough.
How can there be such a father in this world?
Jimo Can's high priest's attire rustled in the strong wind. The sand and dust raised by the fierce battle between the tribesmen's heroes and Tang Guo blocked the light and outlined a shadow on his face. The two were not far apart, but Gong Xiqiu could not see clearly.
The look on the other person's face.
There was a vague uneasiness in my heart.
"You...you are talking..."
He didn't say anything, he was a little panicked.
You're not really angry, are you? I'm just resentful of being deceived for many years, so it's not enough to get angry? He hasn't even gone to my mother's grave to accuse this person of being heartless and heartless! Angry!
Jimo Can did not answer, but showed his usual sarcastic sneer. His eyes fell on Tang Guo, who was still gaining the upper hand despite being besieged. He raised his wooden stick and pointed at it, saying: "As long as you can get his head now, I will do it."
Tell you."
Gong Xiqiu stared at Tang Guo with red eyes.
Shouted: "Okay! A gentleman's words——"
Jimo's thin lips moved slightly.
"It's hard to chase the horse!"
After receiving the guarantee, Gong Xiqiu regrouped like he was beaten to death. He raised his hand and transformed into a double crescent snake-shaped halberd, and the full armor possessed him again. Although he was suffering from internal injuries, he still retained 70% to 80% of his strength. How can I say it today?
To capture Tang Guo.
"Uncle, let me help you!"
"The traitor——"
Seeing Gong Xiqiu approaching with a halberd, Tang Guo, who had not looked serious at first, felt a knot in his heart. When Gong Xiqiu was captured alone, he broke several ribs and could not dig out a single word. Tang Guo Shen
Feeling that this barbarian had some backbone, he quickly sent him on his way and died with his heart broken and his bones broken, so that he could never die again.
Who knew we would see him again many years later.
He was so lively that he almost thought that the other party was the twin brother of Gongxi Qiu. The most subtle thing was that he had forgotten a key part of his memory. Tang Guo originally wanted to eradicate the root cause to avoid future troubles, but he consulted the Gongxi clan's secret book
, he realized that Gong Xiqiu was alive only because of the mysterious methods of this clan, a treasure that was far more cherished than Wu Guo's evil!
If this secret can be dug out and then mass-produced... The Gu insects of the Wu Kingdom, coupled with the treasure in Gong Xiqiu's body, can be used to continuously produce batch after batch of death-defying poisons without spending much energy and financial resources.
A courageous warrior who cannot die.
Such an elite in hand——
Not to mention sweeping across the entire northwest of the mainland.
What’s so difficult about unifying a continent thousands of miles apart?
Therefore, he adopted Gong Xiqiu as his adopted son.
This adopted son is extremely talented, smart and obedient. On the other hand, all of his own children are playboys. If it weren't for his life experience, I would really like to treat him as my own. As an heir, inheriting the mantle is also an excellent choice...
However, as Gong Xiqiu became more and more outstanding and behaved strangely, Tang Guo became increasingly wary. Occasionally, he would dream back at midnight and secretly worry that this boy would backfire. But how did this worry compare with his greed and ambition to unify the continent?
Compare?
Tang Guo chose to gamble!
The fact is, he lost miserably.
He was still troubled by raising tigers. The tiger cub he raised with his own hands finally couldn't help but show his sharp fangs at him, with undisguised bloodthirsty in his eyes. Once bitten by this child in the throat and neck, he would not let go.
It must be delayed until he dies.
This situation, this scene——
Tang Guo was frightened and furious.
"Okay! Just in time!" He shouted loudly, his already rough muscles swelled even more, his blood vessels swelled, and every inch of his texture contained destructive power. He said, "I will send your family to Huangquan Road today. A true reunion!”
"You are presumptuous!"
Seeing Tang Guo crushing a heroic spirit with his palm, Gong Xi's eyes were scarlet with hatred, and he raised his palm to confront the opponent with force.
Two powerful streams of martial energy exploded in mid-air.
Flying sand and gravel covered the sky and the sun.
The dense forests of pines and cypresses on the distant mountain tops were also blown to the point where they bowed their heads, and some were even uprooted. Gong Xiqiu was shocked and fell back again and again, until his back touched a broad but cold hand, and he stabilized his body. Subconsciously he turned his head to look.
What strikes the eye is a very familiar silhouette.
When I was little, I used to play with picking the moles on each other's foreheads.
"uncle……"
Heroic spirits are just the obsessions of the dying people, not the true beings of the living. Their existence is similar to the soldiers transformed by brave warriors with their martial energy. They are neither human nor ghosts, irrational, and their actions are all based on their obsessions during life. However, he heard The other party gives its own response.
"Ah Nian, you are still so weak."
The voice was hoarse but had a familiar tone.
Gong Xiqiu: "..."
He dared to pat his chest and guarantee that his strength at this time was definitely far better than that of his uncle back then. Firstly, he was highly talented, and secondly, his uncle had not yet lived to his age! How could he have the nerve to say to him, "You are still so weak"? But the next sentence , Gong Xiqiu did not hold back.
"Come, come behind uncle, don't be afraid."
Although the strength of these heroic spirits is far less than that in life, they are more superior in number, they are of the same origin, and their cooperation is extremely tacit.
Gong Xiqiu also joined in, and the originally anxious situation gradually tilted. The martial energy bombarded the world, and the energy of heaven and earth was disordered.
The surrounding mountain peaks were destroyed beyond recognition.
Gradually, Gong Xiqiu discovered something was wrong.
Not only did he discover it, Tang Guo also realized it.
No matter how he attacks and destroys, these heroic spirits will return to their original state after a short rest, without pain, fatigue, or consumption. In addition, Gong Xiqiu is watching eagerly from one side, and he will be distracted for a moment, and there will be many scars on his body.
On the other hand, Gong Xiqiu was protected by his tribe?
Still intact!
His attacks on Gong Xiqiu would be blocked by the heroic spirits who came out of nowhere. It was a completely lifeless attack.
No--
These things are inherently lifeless.
Wait - he ignored one person! Tang Guo realized that the Pig King's confidant had not taken action from the moment he appeared until now!
Is this guy really sitting on a mountain watching tigers fight?
No, it’s not that he didn’t take action!
Tang Guo looked at Jimo Can, who had a joking expression on his face, and his eyes were about to burst. The latter was holding the strange wooden staff, and his whole body was surrounded by aura condensed from mysterious words. The words flashed once, and the heroic spirit would return to its original state no matter how much damage it suffered. , and all the elites he brought with him were slaughtered. If this situation continues, the situation will be extremely unfavorable to him. Will he really fall into this ditch?
Tang Guo's expression was gloomy and unpredictable, his desire for survival was already brewing in his chest, and his counterattack became more powerful. He drove back the heroic spirits in front of him, grabbed the void, and transformed into a long bow. He opened the bow and fired an arrow, and thousands of arrows beat the meteors. The range of the attack was covered.
Half of the mountain.
"Well done!" Gong Xiqiu shouted, as if preparing to reciprocate, which just played into Tang Guo's grasp.
He handed over Gongxi's archery skills hand-in-hand. No matter how talented the latter was, he still lacked some temper and experience. Based on Tang Guo's understanding of this adopted son, the latter would definitely fight back with the same archery skills. He was ready to pretend
With one move, Akira seizes the opportunity and retreats.
If you continue to entangle, you will definitely die.
but--
He didn't realize that Gongxi Qiu was not alone, nor did he realize that the Gongxi clan's defense was completely unreasonable!
Without any communication, the heroic spirits made a mistake and each came to the position, formed a shield formation, and met the attack head-on. Gong Xiqiu took advantage of the gap where he was unable to follow up and suddenly appeared on his back.
, the halberd went straight to the vital point.
After all, Tang Guo is a veteran who has experienced many battles.
Faced with this crisis, he made a decisive decision and traded his injuries for his life.
escape!
Be prepared to run for your life at the risk of being injured again.
However, there are people who are faster and more accurate than him!
"Do you think you can escape?"
The speaker is not Gong Xiqiu.
It’s Jimo Can!
"The Gongxi priest is the expert at playing Gu!"
Tang Guo realized what he was trying to do to mobilize his martial energy, but found that the martial energy that used to be as strong as his arms and fingers became stagnant. He covered the wound stabbed by Gong Xiqiu, and his eyes were about to burst. He also wanted to mobilize his martial energy to suppress and slow down.
The influence of strange Gu insects on oneself.
With little success.
"What's the use of covering that wound?"
Jimo Can's face was expressionless, as if he was looking at a fool.
"Bah! I have been fighting in the north and south for many years, but I didn't expect that I would fall into such a despicable method and win without force!"
Jimo Can mockedly said: "Soldiers are deceitful."
"Do you think the Gu insects are on Gongxi Qiu's weapons?"
Jimo Can didn't learn much about Gu insects, but it was more than enough to trick an unsuspecting layman.
Gong Xiqiu stopped and looked at his halberd.
"When did you move your hands and feet?"
I didn't even notice it at all.
Jimo Can glanced coldly at Silly Baitian's son. This child's brain was as pitiful as Tang Guo's: "When did I say that I would do anything with you? Don't forget, the elders of your clan are so young because of you.
If you are willing to cooperate with me on a temporary basis, you will naturally cooperate with all my actions. Compared to you, I am obviously more stable and reliable. How can I put my killing move on you?"
Gong Xiqiu: "..."
Jimo Can chuckled: "The wounds you left are all the wounds left by the rest of the tribe. I only knew you were useless, but I didn't know you were so useless. You still didn't seize the second chance. The head that came to my door was
Is it so difficult to get it?"
Gong Xiqiu: "..."
Jimo Can didn't look at the old man's green face, but looked at Tang Guo jokingly: "Aren't you very curious about the secret skills of the Gongxi clan's Gu insects? You might as well experience it for yourself. The Gu insects that are entertaining you are my years of hard work. Continue all.
, don’t waste it.”
Gong Xiqiu asked: "What kind of poisonous insects are so deadly?"
Jimo Can seemed to roll his eyes and asked: "Can it be used for sneak attacks if it is not fatal? I am a literary scholar, how can I confront a warrior head-on? An old man hangs himself because he thinks he has a long life?"
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There is another chapter in the early morning, which completely ends the plot of A Nian.
The bento was heated and stuffed into Jimo Can's mouth.
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