Chapter 393 Tianpeng's subordinates today special for Jindan biscuits
There was doubt in the eyes of the leader. He glanced at Ji Zang and nodded when he saw Ji Zang. The man's eyes suddenly became hot. He wanted to speak, but he was choked up and couldn't speak. Wei Yang looked carefully and saw that there was already something in the other person's mouth.
No tongue.
"Who's here? That's a good scolding, that's a wonderful scolding. Come on, come on, have a nice drink with me, a blind man with four eyes."
Before Wei Yang could hold the other party's shoulders and ask, an old man heard such a noise and slowly walked out of a wooden house. He saw that one of the other's four pupils had disappeared.
At that moment, Wei Yang shed tears like rain, and the Tao power in his whole body stirred up. The virtual image of Fa Yuan suddenly appeared behind him, and then the golden elixir dragged by the Tao platform also appeared on his forehead, and his eyes were not only filled with blood.
, you can see how furious he is in his heart?
"Ah, Marshal, it's Marshal."
In an instant, the entire village came here one after another. However, as everyone gathered, tears filled Wei Yang's eyes and his body trembled. Feeling Wei Yang's grief and suppressed anger, everyone also
He choked and cried, and the whole village was filled with sadness.
Xiaotian, who was in the Immortal Mansion, felt Wei Yang's state of mind at this time, and knew that if Wei Yang couldn't get through this, he would probably go crazy. He immediately felt very dissatisfied with Ksitigarbha, but he couldn't blame him.
He hurriedly told Mengyao Qin about the matter to the outside world, and sent Mengyao Qin directly to comfort Wei Yang, hoping that he would not go crazy.
"Lang Jun, you and I, don't you always say that when people are there, everything is there. Although they are disabled now, it will not be difficult to regain their bodies once they regain their powers. I believe Lang Jun can help them, don't you yourself
No self-confidence? Blood feud needs to be paid for with blood, and humiliation needs to be washed away with the life of the enemy. I believe Lang Jun will seek justice for them."
"Madam is right, justice, Marshal, we need justice, not the Marshal's sympathy for us. As long as we don't die, as long as we can recover our cultivation, we will return to heaven and fight, just to seek justice."
The words of the four-eyed old man made Wei Yang burst into tears, and his heart suddenly became clear. Originally, he thought that cultivation was just about breaking free from the shackles of fate. But the scene in front of him made him clearly realize that he was not just living for himself.
, and also live for everyone.
When he dies, everyone dies as well. He loses his power and status, so he cannot provide shelter, and they will suffer. Just blindly avoiding and blindly retreating cannot give them happiness. If you want to protect them, you can only choose to continue to protect them.
To counterbalance, to have the power to counteract all resistance.
"war."
Needless to say, there was almost a cry of war with bared teeth, like a thunderous thunder, crashing into this space. All the old, weak, sick and disabled straightened their bodies, like soldiers being inspected by the emperor, leading them.
With an excited expression, he looked in the direction of Wei Yang: "Zhan."
Just when Ksitigarbha was about to speak, Wei Yang's whole body was filled with Dao light flow tubes, and his heart seemed to be more tenacious, and the barriers that bound his heart seemed to be broken through layer by layer. Wei Yang had already broken through to the second level from the first level of the Taoist realm, and now
All you need to do is improve your cultivation level, even if you step over the third level, it's not nonsense.
Seeing that the Taoist platform behind Wei Yang had risen to form a two-story Taoist platform, Meng Yaoqin's lips curled up, secretly feeling happy for Wei Yang.
"Man'er, this is Wang Yu, the commander of the army under my command. He is called Hunyuan King Kong in the upper world. He wears golden armor and is sure to win every battle. However, this man chatters endlessly on the battlefield and makes everyone in our party noisy.
He has a headache, and I believe that now because of me, he has lost his tongue and cannot speak."
Tears fell quietly, and he fiercely swung his right hand into a fist, hitting the opponent's chest. With the strength of his body alone, Wang Yu could not resist at all, but he still stood firm and withstood Wei Yang's old punch.
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Seeing Wang Yu's big mouth open, and because he had no tongue, he could only make whining sounds, Wei Yang seemed to see him who used to have a simple and honest face, wearing a golden armor, always following him closely, holding a hand in his hand.
With a golden halberd and a golden bow on his back, he shouted loudly at the enemy: "If you dare to fight against the marshal, you must first pass through my Hunyuan Golden Armor."
"brother."
After saying this sentence, tears rolled down from Wang Yu's eyes. Wei Yang couldn't help but lower his head, stretched out his hand to wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes, looked up at the four-eyed old man, and choked with sobs and said to Meng Yaoqin: "Man'er, this is the four-eyed old man.
Tao Simu is the intelligence commander under my command. These two are his subordinates Huang Ziyi and Lei Huangjin. They have made great military exploits for me. Although I am hidden behind my back and not known to outsiders, my merits are the highest.
.”
He stepped forward and hugged the four-eyed old man. Thinking of the old man who once pointed at the tip of his nose and cursed with blazing anger in his eyes, Wei Yang burst into tears.
Whether it was anger, love, care, or loyalty, he could no longer see the look. This old man, who was like a teacher and a father, lost his eyes like this. It was all because of his fault.
Originally, the other party could live out his old life, but after hearing about Tianpeng's arrest, he immediately led a group of people to come and almost didn't reach the Lingxiao Palace to argue with the Jade Emperor.
"Marshal, what nonsense are you talking about? I'm here. Whoever dares to bully my marshal, I will pull him down even if my eyes can break through the sky."
He still has an unruly temper. The enemy can dig out the four eyes that he relies on for a living, but they can't wipe out the passion in his bones. Although the four-eyed old man hides behind his back and is good at collecting intelligence, he is a seven-foot man who stands upright.
Never surrender to the enemy.
After the two separated, Wei Yang's eyes were filled with tears. With blurred eyes, he looked at the man who had lost his hands. He could no longer bear the sadness in his heart, squatted on the ground and howled loudly. At that moment, Wei Yang cried.
Like a child, tears filled everyone's eyes again.
Meng Yaoqin on the side even covered her lips, tears rolling down her face. Ever since she followed Wei Yang, she had never seen him cry like this. On weekdays, Wei Yang was always innocent and sunny, with a hint of sadness hidden in his brows.
It will never make others worry.
But now, he has revealed his true self. He no longer has any cover, no defense, no more worries. He just restores his true heart and cries bitterly.
"Jiutian Kill leads the Heavenly Killing Army, pays homage to the marshal, pays homage to the wife, marshal, don't cry, as long as the marshal does not give up, we can still fight for the nine days."
"Tong Tiansha, you have such a life-threatening temper, well, I, Tao Simu, will obey such a man. Crying and moaning is what a woman does. If you have such free time, you might as well have a drink with your brothers.
It’s really coming.”
The only person who can say such words is an old man with four eyes. Others really don't dare to do so.
Hearing this, Wei Yang put away his tears, stretched out his hand to help Tong Tiansha, who had lost both arms, and slowly said: "Man'er, this is the most powerful general under my command. He once led the Tiansha army to quell the chaos.
He chased the enemy in nine directions, so he was called Nine Heavens Killer, General Tong."
Still punching the opponent in the chest, all the friendship was contained in this punch. He turned back and looked sideways at the unharmed man. However, Wei Yang, who knew this man well, looked at the center of the opponent's eyebrows.
The original sword pattern between the eyebrows has disappeared into the opponent's eyebrows. Although the wound is small, the opponent's brain can be seen.
The sound of gritting teeth came from Wei Yang's mouth, which showed how angry Wei Yang was at this time.
Before Wei Yang could speak, the man knelt down on the ground and said slowly: "Marshal, if you still miss your old feelings and treat me as your vassal, please take back your tears. We will follow the marshal all our lives. Marshal
It is always for our benefit. Even if we die, it will be difficult for us to repay this kind of kindness. If the marshal is not angry, please lead us to fight."
"The Mighty Sword God King, Yun Lei, is my personal bodyguard. He leads eight thousand Yun Lei Guards. He has resisted countless dangers of life and death for me."
"Marshal, this is the duty of my subordinates. I, Yunlei, lead the Yunlei Guards to pay homage to the marshal and his wife."
He stretched out his hand to help Yun Lei and glanced around. Seeing that there was no one else around, Wei Yang was a little confused, but mostly sad.
At this moment, the true soul of Marshal Tianpeng was completely integrated. From then on, the three souls of Tianpeng, Wei Yang and Wei Yang were no longer distinguishable from each other, and the only name in the world was Wei Yang.
And Wei Yang will continue their will, inherit their past, and move forward step by step. Even if it is a mountain of swords and a sea of fire, Wei Yang will pass by calmly, even if he loses his life. Maybe somewhere, there must be something between the three.
The implication may be that the three of them are just one body.
"Brothers, if you don't give up in this life, I will live and die with you, just for one battle."
At this moment, looking at less than a hundred people in front of him, Wei Yang seemed to see 800,000 naval troops appearing in front of him one after another. Even among the 800,000, the most elite ones had suffered such a bitter consequences.
How? Wei Yang really couldn't imagine it, let alone mention it easily.
