A close friend made a concerted effort to break into the Immortal Mansion. There were crises and opportunities all around. In the middle of the Immortal Treasure Skill Mansion, he was greedy for love. He was greedy for the chance to get the treasure. He was greedy for the fire and slaughtered all the doors. He was besieged on all sides and killed all the opportunities. He plotted to destroy the wonderful pavilion and encircle and block the Immortal Skill Mansion. Regret was also hanging over the line.
The huge hall was full of joy, but it was filled with strange undercurrent. It was surging. There were countless experts hidden in the garden attic everywhere, peering at everything around.
In a secret room, more than a dozen elders looked at the subject of their own pavilion and uttered amazing words.
His face was full of disbelief, but when he saw the firm words, he chose silence.
"How are things going? What I want is to absolutely win this person. Although we are friends, the Master of Fantasy Pavilion is so unintelligent."
"I can only do this, hum! If I practice the scroll immortal method in the future, I will lead the whole world of cultivating immortals."
Many elders agreed with him in a gloomy voice.
"Your excellency, please rest assured that my subordinates have sent the elites to the gate to make all preparations. As long as your excellency orders us to seize them when they are unprepared."
The middle-aged man sitting on the main seat flashed a struggle and confusion in his eyes, suddenly stood up and did not return to walk out of the lost, serious and cold words came.
"Go and prepare! I will invite my good brother to my grand feast! Ha ha! It's hard to make a big deal if you shrink back."
One day in half a month, in the grand hall, the thin middle-aged man on the main seat stared at the tall man in the hall with a ferocious face.
The tea cup of the spirit of the earth was slapped on the jade table angrily and thrown out, banging and smashing on the ground.
"Brother Huan, don't force me to kill you. I don't want to treat you like this, but why don't you listen to your advice? Do you really want me to kill you?"
The strapping middle-aged man who was sealed with the cultivation title looked angrily at the middle-aged man in blue robe who was sitting on the main seat of the hall.
The roar continued to resound throughout the hall, but no one dared to interrupt. Only this person was angrily scolding.
"Ha ha! Good, good, great prestige! I imagined Xiao Lie was blind, and it was self inflicted to dance with wolves."
"Now that I am in your hands, how should you deal with it? Don't forget that you will be torn apart when I return."
As a middle-aged man in blue robe sitting on the ground where the Lord is sitting, his eyes were hesitant and his face was ugly. But when he thought of the mystery of the Immortal Method, he forced himself to restore calm, and his eyes turned around the burly man's bottom to whisper.
"You really don't mean to offend brother. I'll let you go immediately if you hand over the other half of your martial arts. I won't embarrass you."
"After all, we have been friends for hundreds of years, and our ancestors support each other to advance and retreat. Why be so stubborn? Don't force me to attack you."
After many times of advice, the blue robed middle-aged man could not force him to tell the underground half of the martial arts. A cold flash in his eyes swept to many of his subordinates in the hall.
"Take him to the dungeon to take good care of him. Listen to the order and summon all the subordinate Zongmen of this pavilion to attack the Fantasy Pavilion at night."
"Capture them all. If you want to kill the rebels without mercy, obey! Dare the despicable villain, I will not let you go as a ghost. Take it with me."
A dozen men in black quickly dragged the burly middle-aged people away like lightning, while the other two commanders quickly saluted and stood up to leave.
The hall was suddenly quiet. The middle-aged man in blue robe looked at the burly middle-aged man who was dragged out, and turned away without looking back with a cold snort.
"Oh! Isn't this a positive and negative leader? Why is he so absent-minded? What's wrong? Hum! Nothing."
"But it's just a matter of killing people. Hurry up and gather people to attack Huanmiao Pavilion at night, won't you? Hurry up, this is an order, yes! We will gather people right away."
In all the palaces above the mountain top quietly, suddenly, there was a constant noise in the whole mountain forest, and then there were attached palaces.
Suddenly, it was completely boiling, and countless dark shadows flew up and gathered in the middle.
But it was just a cup of tea. It was already dark in the sky. About a quarter of an hour later, I quickly chose a direction to rush away and disappeared in the sky.
I don't know how long ago, when I came out of a hillside, the sky was full of dark shadows falling from the sky and rushing towards the huge attic like a giant like lightning.
When the two friars outside the gate were talking and laughing quietly, they suddenly looked at the dark figure in the sky and shouted with surprise.
"Who dares to attack Huanmiao Pavilion at night? They are so numerous that they don't know how to live or die. Hurry up and report it to the madam. Ha ha! Don't you think it's too late, you garbage? Kill all the rebels for me. Hurry! Kill!"
Boom... The explosion shocked the world, and countless figures rushed into the palace in an instant, making a mess.
"Hee hee! The food cooked by my mother is really delicious. Younger sister, eat more quickly. Hmm! Elder brother, eat more, ha ha! Ha ha, two little babies are obedient. Alas! I don't know why your father has gone to Lingxiao Pavilion, but he hasn't come back yet."
The hall suddenly swung violently, and when everyone was surprised and didn't know what was happening, suddenly the guard staggered into the attic and shouted.
"What's so crude? Report it to Madam. The enemy is coming! Hundreds of our guards have been seriously injured. Please quickly take your son and young lady out of here. Damn it."
"Take good care of Xiao Yue'er and Little Purple Maple quickly. I will go to see where they are, and dare to attack Huanmiao Pavilion at night."
"Madam, go quickly. Don't stay here. Others will follow me. They will defend the leader's son and heir to death and kill them for me.
The chaotic screams and chaotic shouts outside the hall shocked the world, making the whole Fanmiao Pavilion into an absolute battle.
As people in black came slowly from all directions, the elites and servant girls felt the unprecedented pressure, and were surrounded by fear and despair, unable to extricate themselves from the desperate situation.
On the open ground on the top of the mountain, rows of palaces are built regularly along the mountain and cover the whole mountain peak, but there is an exquisite attic in many palaces.
It is very eye-catching, and the hall is unbreakable around this pavilion, surrounded by thousands of people.
The beautiful woman standing outside the hall looked at the distance in surprise and anger. Dark shadows and enemies gathered quickly in the attic on all sides.
The beautiful woman looked worried at the two porcelain dolls nestled in her arms and comforted the two children beside her with drowned eyes. Many servant girls and servants were anxious and angry to guard outside the mother and son.
The beautiful woman gently stroked the child's small head and said in a trembling tone.
"Don't be afraid of Xiaohuan, Xiaoyue. My mother will protect your land and will protect my children with her life. If she dares to hurt them, I will fight with him to the end."
"Take my children out of here while there is no one to stop them. Remember not to let them fall into the hands of evil people, or I will die without closing my eyes! Mother, don't abandon us, don't leave us, but go with you."
"It's too late to delay. Take them with you and leave. Don't take too long."
The child cried hoarsely and growled, but the beautiful woman turned to tears and didn't rush out. She collided with the man in black coming from outside the hall.
Many servants with two porcelain dolls rushed out of the hall. Suddenly, the house in the hall shook violently and roared.
Suddenly, the roof beam collapsed and fell down, and the house collapsed and sawdust mixed with huge tiles and stones fell down. In desperation, the servants quickly rushed to the two child guards, regardless of their own comfort, and constantly cried desperately.
"No... Be careful, young lady."
Bloody eyes were full of blood, roaring and rushing forward, and immediately rushed to protect the two children tightly. Suddenly, a sneer came from the empty sky.
Then I saw that a magic mistake locked the second child, which was like a raging storm, and the people in black who were floating on the top of the sky were laughing recklessly and evil.
"Remaining evils should die. Living is superfluous. It's better to get on the road early and have a good time, smelly bitch! When they are dead, you should wait to collect their bodies!"
The enchanting beauty was covered with scars and tried her best to repel many people in black.
"No, my child, Xiaohuan, Xiaoyue... Wake up quickly. Mother is here. What's wrong with you? Talk! Get up! Get up! Run! Get up! Ah! It's impossible. It's absolutely impossible, you guys."
"Dare to sneak into my pavilion, kill people of my family, and destroy my whole family. I, Ziling Jiao'er, will never let you go as long as I take a breath. What a shameless person! I am too deceitful."
"When my husband, Taoist Priest Xianming, comes here, he will surely pull out his muscles and bones, bruise his bones and raise ashes, and die without a place to bury himself. He will kill all your garbage, and will never forget our blood feud forever."
A weak, sad and desolate beauty, her face was as white as paper, her delicate body was trembling with anger, and her eyes were full of blood and haggard.
Look around and stare at the crowd in the disorderly clothes. The eyes are fixed on dozens of figures with different clothes in the void.
The chain chain roared with extreme anger, and the shocking wounds hung all over her body, and the wounds were stained red with purple and pink snow robes.
The smell of blood was floating in the air, and the blood was dripping down the corner of her clothes from her body... It fell on the ground slowly, and her body shook violently. The heavy and powerful dizziness of her head made her totter.
The huge attic hall houses are dilapidated. The houses are burning with flames and crackling. There are shouts of killing and collisions everywhere. The smell of burnt meat spreads from the littered corpses. The scene is like a blood Shura.
A wretched middle-aged man in a blue robe came out of the disordered crowd and looked at the beautiful woman's evil way with a gloomy smile.
"Zilingjiao, it's not that my pavilion is cruel."
"You are too ignorant of the times. I whistle in the Lingxiao Pavilion and come from a long way to borrow the Illusion Spirit Taoist Scripture from you. But you are so obstructed. I'm sorry to kill you!"
"Ha ha... Although you have powerful divine skills, it's a pity that you haven't known each other yet. As for your husband, hey hey... do you think he can come?"
"It's ridiculous to expect him to help us, because he has been forbidden by my cabinet. Those who know the current affairs should hand it over! Here's your whole body."
The beautiful woman screamed sadly.
"Well... since I am such a shameless despicable person, I and the Pavilion Leader have been blind and danced with the wolf. Now we are attacking the important place of my pavilion at night, do you want to get the Phantom Taoist Scripture? Then take your life! Although I have cultivated this book, it is good and short."
"But if I use my life as a price, I can still reluctantly use the family's unique skills and techniques, so that none of you can be buried with my children!"
"I'm going to send you on your way now! You despicable villains, go to hell! The spirit of heaven is ten to one, and all illusions and mysteries are trapped in heaven and earth. The law of absolute heaven, go to hell! Go to hell
The heaven and the earth trembled violently, and endless pressure fell from the sky, pounding on the wretched men and people, and silently pressing them violently.
The explosive sound of destruction kept coming, which made these people scared and split. Time passed, and the beautiful woman shivered and cried and laughed and said to herself.
"Ha ha... I didn't disappoint this family. I finally cast the mantra successfully, although... I used my own life as the price."
The body fell uncontrollably, and the dull eyes stared at the dead people hundreds of meters ahead, talking vaguely to themselves.
"Huan'er... Yue'er, I'm dying. I can't bear to part with you. You must live. Don't... don't... let the family perish. Your father will come back. He will come back to protect our children. He will."
The beautiful woman's delicate body was paralyzed on the ground, struggling feebly to get close to the child buried in the corpse pile, but his body was powerless, and his eyes slowly lost their luster.
I didn't close my eyes when I was dying. I was still unwilling to look at the bulge buried by the corpse. My eyes slowly became empty, and my heart stopped beating. I was unwilling to die completely.
The sky is empty, and a piece of bloody meat sauce is mixed together. I can't tell you from me, but you have me.
I have you in my heart. I can't tell why. The ground is full of the crackling sound of bodies and flames.
The crackling sound of fire burning houses everywhere is like a ghost prison on earth, which makes people dare not look directly at it. The bloody battle is so fierce that this area has become a dead zone.
I don't know how long ago, the fire gradually became less fierce, the sky was covered with dark clouds and drizzle, and the blood on the ground was flowing around like twisted snakes and butterflies.
It is even more difficult for people to speak, and they are gradually washed away by the rain, leaving only the scarred cemetery, and suddenly the clear sobbing sound breaks the silence.
A young boy stumbled out of the dead, looked around in horror, and sobbed.
The weak and heart rending throat sound spread all over the Fantasy Pavilion. The little boy stubbornly resisted the sharp pain on his body and cried.
Mother, where are you? I don't want to lose you! Dad, where are you... sister... where are you.
How are you? I don't want to live alone in the world! It hurts so much... Why does it hurt so much... What's wrong with me? Everything here is not true.
It's not true, I don't want to... I don't want to lose you, no... The young face is full of dead bodies, and faints with a scream.
After the boy fainted, a weak wheezing sound came soon.
"Brother... where are you? I... am Xiaoyuer, I feel so uncomfortable... I feel so painful."
"I feel like being bitten by thousands of ants, brother... I heard your call, but where are you? I'm so afraid... I'm really afraid, please reply to me quickly! Mother."
"Where are you? I'm Xiao Yue'er. I'm afraid... Sobbing... I'm really afraid. Daddy, where are you? Yue'er is afraid. Come on! Where are you all?"
"I don't want to die. I want to live. I want to avenge you."
Unconsciously, the girl's strength was exhausted when she cried, and both of them passed out and kept whispering.
Not far from the boy, a little girl, who was dressed like a servant girl, hugged her tightly in the bad, her eyes closed with fear and helplessness.
The blood eyes were lifeless, so they held the girl motionless, and the oval face twitched painfully.
Swinging her body back and forth, she wanted to break free from the arms of several corpses, but she had no choice but to let them hold her, constantly calling her own arrival in fear.
The light rain in the sky continued to fall endlessly, making the area more desolate and dilapidated. The crackling sound of fire smoke was also slowly reduced, the sound of burning houses was slowly disappeared, and the fire was slowly extinguished by the light rain.
The smell of meat came from the blackened corpse, which spread out from time to time. A few hours passed unconsciously.
The dark cloud covered sky gradually cleared up, and the drizzle disappeared. The early morning wind blew through the mountains like blood Shura, restoring the vitality of life here.
The setting sun slowly shrouded the earth, and the burgeoning breath of life covered the heaven and earth, illuminating every inch of darkness.
At this time, a murmur broke the silence. The boy staggered up again and saw the girl among the dead bodies at a glance.
Quickly let out a cry of grief and indignation.
Sister... I'm brother Huan Zifeng. Wake up! Don't die! No... Huanyuejiao, you wake up your brother. I don't want to lose the only person.
Then he ran to the body desperately, and turned the body on the ground with his hands wildly. His face was full of pain and confusion, and the cry made the girl lying in her arms tremble slightly.
Wrinkled eyebrows, opened his eyes in confusion, and saw the young man in front of him in a daze. He moved his delicate body crazily, and his voice was hoarse and bitter.
"Brother... Brother, you are still alive. Brother, please help me out. I'm afraid, Yue'er is afraid."
The boy's eyes were bloodshot and quickly turned over the body pressed on the girl's body, but there was no way to let it wriggle. He was unwilling to pull the girl crazy and wanted to pull the magic moon out.
Still without success, she sobbed and comforted the girl.
"Xiaoyuer is good. Listen to my brother and be strong if you don't cry. I will save you. You must be strong and believe in my brother."
The girl gradually regained her peace of mind. She was no longer afraid, blinking her lovely big eyes and desperately nodded.
"Brother, Yue'er is not afraid. I will not be afraid when I grow up."
