"My subordinates will bring the dead soldiers and try their best to stop it for a moment, so that your majesty and the princess can escape from here with the leader."
Meng Tianfang took a deep breath, turned to look at Qin Dahe who was standing on the steps of the temple's landscape gate, and suggested to Liu Shiba.
Liu Shiba nodded secretly. Meng Tianfang was indeed a responsible man. No matter what type of species he was, a responsible man was always worthy of respect.
In the distant direction of the old crow's mouth, something unexpected happened again——
Hongjun, who somehow tore apart the space and chased Liu Shiba, sprayed high into the sky. As he was shouting aimlessly at the sky, he was suddenly sucked by a demonic wind below and fell straight down like a weight...
"ah?"
Farewell, who was standing side by side with Qin Da and guarding the door, covered his mouth in surprise and his beautiful eyes widened.
Qin Daze looked back at Liu Shiba and said doubtfully:
"Hongjun, aren't you still dizzy?"
Mrs. Huan was alone, happily following Liu Shiba not far away. No one paid attention to her anyway. At this time, she followed Qin Da's words and said with a sweet smile:
"You must have weak legs after jumping so high..."
Liu Shiba frowned, secretly thinking that something was wrong, but his eyes turned towards the indifferent face of the old man named Shanggou Gou...
The place where Hongjun fell was the valley where the landscape ditch was located...
At this moment, in the landscape ditch, bursts of black air erupted from the valley at the bottom of the ditch, directly swallowing Hongjun who jumped up again...
"I am so angry..."
From a distance, Hongjun's angry and helpless roar could be heard.
Liu Shiba's eyes were full of confusion, was there anything weird about the landscape ditch?
Such a powerful thing, it can actually control Hongjun temporarily?
Qin Da was also puzzled and said:
"God opened his eyes. Natural disasters and man-made disasters? For example, volcanic eruptions."
Liu Shiba shook his head and gritted his teeth and said:
"If a mountain with a height of 100 meters erupts, an earthquake is possible."
"Stop guessing! Let Qin Da and Biejie all enter the main hall. It's just you and their two corresponding Bodhisattvas with a close face. We won't last long."
Liu Shiba stood beside him, looking like a landscaped ditch, waving his fan and smiling coldly.
"What? Our face-joining Bodhisattva?"
Liu Shiba turned his head dumbfounded and happened to see the old driver alone. He didn't know when he returned to the mysterious Guanxiang Hall and sat on the ground in front of the main hall.
From behind, you can see the old driver moving his hands continuously, as if he was chasing away flies.
Confused by doubts, Liu Shiba followed the instructions of Shangguangou and separated Qin Dahe and called him back!
"What is he doing?"
Qin Da, who returned to the gate of Guanxiang Hall, was also at a loss.
The face of Jingjinggou changed at every turn, and the boat with the fan turned over at every turn. With a black face, he cursed urgently:
"You don't naively expect that the immovable clay figure about one meter tall and wrapped in weeds and calfskin in the Guanxiang Hall will stop Hongjun, right?"
"Could it be that what's in this Guanxiang Hall is not the 108 bronze figures left behind by the old driver's biological father, Lao Cao?"
Liu Shiba clenched his fists and his heart twitched secretly.
"Hmph! You are daydreaming. I dare say that Hongjun could flatten all the little copper figures with one slap, and then crush them into copper pieces and still be in front of you..."
Shangguangou's smile was a bit strange, but his eyes occasionally drifted towards the old driver who was still waving his hands with his back to everyone.
"Ah? Blood..."
Mrs. Huan was wandering around, and now she was standing behind the old driver, covering her mouth and letting out a scream.
Liu ****** turned pale with shock, and glanced back solemnly again, in the direction of the rumbling landscape ditch...
After confirming that nothing had happened for the time being, he looked intently at the old driver who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, mumbling words as if reciting the Sutra.
"Boom!"
As soon as Liu Shiba's eyes moved, he heard a popping sound.
The ground in front of the old driver was originally the place where futons were placed in the Guanxiang Hall. It was carved with dark red exquisite patterns.
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A belated blessing, I wish all female readers a happy March 8th Goddess’ Day!
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