MTL - The Crazy Adventures of Wu Gate-Chapter 72 End of meal

Chapter 72 End of the meal

In a blink of an eye, for a long time, Qing Qiao was still closed in the attic because he refused to relax.

Except for the absence of the sun, there was everything in the house, which definitely made her hungry.

"... I really saw me as a princess."

Pick up a piece of silk embroidered with nine-claw blue dragon in hand, Qing Qiao said nothing, and began to wipe up the table with one piece.

Although Kongkong did not succeed in coercion, she didn't dare to do anything to her, just wanted her to think carefully.

Then he left empty, maybe to find the imperial spirit hidden in the palace, or maybe to do more preparations for the great cause of national reunification.

"——The courage is not small, but he actually uses Rompa as a rag."

Suddenly there was a voice in the room mocking her.

"Who ?!" Qing Qiao was startled and hurriedly threw Sipa around and looked around.

This incredible voice was so familiar that she couldn't recognize her.

"Well, it's really sad, but you can't remember me for a long time? My brother is so sad!"

This frivolity, cynical tone, once again made her think that she was not a hallucination.

"Zheng! Is Zizhen yours ?! Where are you!"

Qing Qiao was ecstatic, rushing around to find the source of the sound.

"Grandma, stop looking."

The voice sounded again, with a little smile: "I'm not in the room, now I'm talking to you through Jiuzhuan unvoiced bell."

Qing Qiao froze, looking down at his wrist, only to see the silver bells shaking slightly, shining a gentle light.

"Where are you? Why haven't you come to save me!" Her nose was sore, she almost cried, "I've been kidnapped, and now I'm locked in a small attic!"

"Don't worry, don't worry." It was about perceiving her emotional instability, and Lu Zizhen's tone of joking became soothing, "I'm on my way to save you."

He paused, who seemed to be threatened, and reluctantly added: "... well, it's us."

Just about to breathe a sigh of relief, Qing Qiao suddenly thought of a key question and was nervous again: "Do you know where I am?"

After all, she didn't know it yet!

"Relax, good sister, as long as you bring this bell, I won't lose your trace."

Lu Zizheng's tone is light, as if he is saying something that can't be more common: "As long as I want to, I can find you at any time, you can sleep and wait for me!"

Such a promise could finally give her complete peace of mind.

"Your true face is a miniature tracker!"

Looking at the silver bracelet on her wrist, she overjoyed and kissed her.

The days of waiting are tormented. Although Lu Zizhen suggested that she sleep, the whole person is in a state of extreme tension. How could she fall asleep?

Lie for a while, sit for a while, stand for a while, leave for a while.

Uneasy, restless, unable to eat or drink, always lying on the side of a closed window to listen to the movement.

I didn't know how long, suddenly there were shouts and gongs faintly outside the house, and the light through the window sills gradually became strange orange.

Uh? !!

She retracted her hand lying next to the bed—looking at this posture, could it be ... that a fire broke out? !!

Uh uh uh? !! No way! Aunt Grandma, I was locked in a sealed attic, I couldn't escape! !!

He was in a panic, and had no time to do what he wanted. Qing Qiao turned to raise a stool and smashed it against the window—

"Dang!"

After a loud noise, the window was unharmed, but the attic door was broken in half.

Dusty and smoky, aside from the room, Qing Qiao's sight was a strange monk with a panicked face.

Yan Hong's blood ran from the corner of his mouth. He looked at Qing Qiao as if he wanted to say something, but eventually fell down with a handsome face behind him.

The bridge of the nose is tall, the lips are tight, the eyes are sharp, the expression is firm, full of domineering of the King.

"Why ... would it be you?"

Qing Qiao watched, holding a bench in her hand and swallowing subconsciously.

"--Why can't it be me?"

Glancing at her coldly, Duan Yukuai pulled out the sword inserted in the monk's chest, and rushed out without any mention of Qing Qiao.

It was almost dusk outside, and the blood-stained sun and the wild corpses mingled, and the dust was filled with wail and mud.

The footsteps did not stop, the long sword did not rest, Duan Yu led her to run on Qingshi Road, the sword rain swept like a cold mang, and they were blocked back by his long swords. Accompanied by a harsh roar.

The light and shadow intersect, how an unreal illusion, although the real one is in it.

Along with blood and wind, she turned to look at his profile, surprisingly calm.

"Be careful!" She suddenly whispered, and she suddenly saw Duan Yu's anxious expression.

For a moment, he had no time to answer, his shoulders were suddenly pulled, and his head was deeply buried in his arms.

The metal sound of Knife Ge sounded behind her, and then she heard the sound of a broken bone breaking. A large amount of warm liquid was sprayed on her back with a stinky gas.

Suddenly she felt that her hands and feet were cold and snow was freezing.

Finally, her hands slowly let go of her.

Suddenly looking up, I saw Duan Yuqi's dark eyes, as if filled with stars.

"The next way, you can go on your own."

He shook his body and smiled at her with a very satisfied and calm expression.

The fear rose from the soles of the feet and quickly spread to the internal organs.

Qing Qiao stared, staring blankly at the opposite person.

——Why is it you? How could it be you

At that moment, she almost wanted to scream.

——Aren't you the protagonist of this story? Are n’t you the only prince in the world? How could you lose your life in vain for an old and earthy bridge like heroes saving beauty?

Tears quickly wet her eyes, and she raised her trembling right hand to touch the stars in the pair of black grapes.

"Ahem."

Suddenly an untimely coughing noise was inserted, interrupting her movements.

"Good sister, I've worked hard for half an hour here, my waist is almost falling apart, why don't you care about me!"

Lazy familiar tone, Qing Qiao looked back, could not help but startled.

——Lu Zizhen was standing less than five meters behind her and was talking to her in a ridiculous posture.

Behind him, dozens of serious-looking Jinyi guardians were surrounded.

Taking a step back and looking intently, he saw that Duan Yu was unharmed, and she looked at her with a smile and smiled.

Looking down again, he saw a Tsing Yi monk lying on the ground. The monk had already lost his breath, and a sharp sword was inserted into his body, and blood was flowing from the wound and splashed to the ground.

"... I said, Dafa, this is a safe place, you can let go of myself."

Duan Yu took the corner of her mouth and watched her blink.

Qing Qiao suddenly had an anger reaching the apex, and then a fleeting sense of weakness.

"Okay ... Thank you for your help."

Taking tenderness out of his palm, Qing Qiao wished to give him a slap just to be sentimental.

——Korean drama is attached! I want you to be amorous!

"Princess! Princess!"

In the distance suddenly an old voice called to her.

I turned around and saw that Baibu Outer Space Master was also shouting to her in a ridiculous gesture.

"Princess-don't follow them! Don't forget your mission!"

The air outside Baibu seems to be much older. He is so anxious and so desperate that he seems to have exhausted all his strength.

"... What is this for?"

Qing Qiao went to Lu Zizhen and lowered his voice.

"How do you fight? Haven't you met?"

Lu Zizheng raised a smile on her face, her voice was full of vitality: "Since the old man wants to play, I will play with him! Anyway, you can also drag him on, so that your loved one has time to save you!"

The second half, how to listen to how sour.

Qing Qiao glared at him, then looked at the vacant space in the distance, and could not help frowning.

"Don't play, this pose is so ugly! It doesn't look like a beautiful man at all, it looks like a second child squatting on the toilet, much worse than Duan Yu!"

"Really?" Lu Zizhen's complexion changed, and he slumped, stood, stood, and stood up.

"Is it better now?" He looked at her anxiously, seemingly looking forward to affirmation.

"Yes." Qing Qiao nodded his thumbs up. "Now he's much better than Duan Yu, at least pulling away his five horses."

During the conversation, his eyes quietly fluttered to the opposite side, and he saw that Kokong was loose, took a few steps back in a row, and started coughing while covering his chest.

It seemed to be fine, and my heart was relieved.

So she turned to pull up Lu Zizhen's sleeves and said impatiently: "Let's go, I don't want to stay here anymore."

However, Lu Zizheng left her to pull and remained still.

"... Sister, you want to pat your **** away, have you ever thought about others?"

Peach blossomed with a smile, and drifted to the other side obliquely, implying: "The other man's grandfather has an account to calculate!"

Looking down his eyes, I saw Duan Yuzheng setting up a golden bow and aiming in the air. His right eye was slightly closed, the bow was full, the arrow was on the string, and he was ready to go.

"——What are you doing!" Qing Qiao was frightened, and turned towards Duan Yu.

But before she got close, she was stopped by Wu Yiwei, who was killed halfway.

"Good sister, why don't you learn well?"

Lu Zizheng was standing behind her, smiling at the corner of her mouth as if watching a play, and she seemed to hate iron and steel: "Since the empty old bald donkey is the master of a border-pastoral country, he tries to return to the sky and return to the country. How could Wang Ye stay Live? "

"... you, you all know?" Qing Qiao looked blankly at him.

"Well, this old bald donkey treats you as a threat, and wants Duan Wang to surrender the imperial spirit, and by the way say everything."

Yawning, Lu Zizhen casually began to appreciate his beautifully shaped nails.

"I didn't expect to be deceived not only by my fiance, but also by the monk. Sister, your life is really turbulent and miserable!"

Duan Yufei, who was aiming not far away, came with a wink and murderous.

Blowing his breath towards the orchid, Lu Zizheng looked at Duan Yu's expression indifferently: "Master, it's not me who says you, just your little bow, if you can't shoot him, they can spell ..."

"Master Puppet Officer, this bow is not an ordinary bow, and the arrow is not an ordinary arrow."

Immediately, Wu Yiwei stepped forward to fight for the master.

"The bow is a unicorn bow, and the arrow is a golden dragon arrow. Both of these things are artifacts that have demons and demons since ancient times. No matter what kind of illusion and magic, all can be cut off."

Lu Zizhen smiled coldly and didn't say much.

Just then, Duan Yu suddenly let go, only to hear a boom, the gold arrow flew off the bow. The rising wind and waves spread to the surroundings, and Qing Qiao, who was shocked five steps away, trembled and fell to the ground.

He couldn't help lamenting the explosion-like effect, and even had time to stand up, Qing Qiao lay on the ground and hurriedly looked at the opposite side.

With the flashing of golden light, an astonishing sight appeared in front of him-the golden arrow that whistled away and was extremely powerful, actually stopped in the air half a step away from the master of the air!

There seems to be an invisible barrier in front of Master Kongkong, cutting off the way of the Golden Arrow!

"Hacker, hacker empire?"

Qing Qiao couldn't believe his eyes, quickly closed his eyes and rubbed them, then opened them again.

-Still a hacking empire.

Duan Yu also seemed quite surprised. He lowered his bow, and for a moment seemed to be hesitant about what to do next.

However, he did not hesitate for more than three seconds-soon, he re-struck his bow, set his arrows, set his arrows, and moved smoothly in one go.

Alas, several consecutive golden lights rushed towards the sky in the scream of Qing Qiao.

Then, without exception, they stopped in midair.

"Hahaha! You pampered hairy boy. Really thought you could hurt the old man with a bunch of broken copper ?!"

Looking at Duan Yu emptyly, he laughed loudly and then shouted like a demonstration: "Ah-oh-"

It was a real Hedong lion roar. I saw Feisha walking away from the rocks, shaking the sky, clicking a few times, and all the gold arrows fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.

Everyone had a bad heart, closed their ears, closed their eyes, and backed up. It was difficult to wait until Fengpinglangjing stood and stood. Suddenly, Wu Yiwei exclaimed, "No! Master Fa Fa is gone!"

Duan Yu was shocked and looked intently, only to see that Qing Qiao was not in the hostile camp, his neck was tightly clasped by his monk, his face was red and his eyes were red, his eyes burst into tears, and it seemed that he could not even call for help.

"——This group of demon monks! Actually took away the law-protection!"

Seeing that the weak woman (at least superficial) was captured, the Wu Yiweis flexed their muscles. Filled with indignation.

Lu Zizhen said nothing, but narrowed his eyes slightly.

In fact, quite the opposite, Qing Qiao was not taken away.

Amidst the chaos, she made the boldest decision in her life so far.

——In the face of the deafening lion roar, she rushed into the empty square array in a panic while everyone was unprepared.

"Princess! Princess!" Xiao Wukong almost jumped up when she saw her coming.

"Little master! Hurry, hold my neck and take me to see the master!" Qing Qiao hid behind the crowd and anxiously explained to Goku.

Although Wu Kong was unknown, he did as Qing Qiao ordered.

"Princess, you finally figured it out!" I turned my head to see her, overjoyed, couldn't help but reach out and hug her shoulders tightly.

So after the smoke and dust cleared, everyone saw Qing Qiao who was "held."

what? Poor eyes with tears?

Come on, it's naturally covered with sand.

"Master, stop playing, let's go!"

Qing Qiao anxiously patted his empty and wide back.

"You can't beat the wizard opposite, just use me as a hostage and run away!"

The expression of joy on Kongkong's face gradually faded, faded, and eventually vanished.

"... the princess didn't believe me?"

The light in his eyes disappeared, and there was only endless dimness: "Old man, old man still has strength! It can also help the princess clear the obstacles and help you ..."

Qing Qiao retracted the hand that had just slapped him on the shoulder, looking at the dripping and warm blood on his hand, could not help crying:

"Master, please, don't fight, let's go! Let's go!"

——Only entered from the back, she had clearly seen a large red spot behind Kongkong. Fighting with Lu Zizheng and receiving Duan Yu's arrows, no matter how self-cultivation, the body of a hundred-year-old man is already full of scars.

But Kongkong was still holding on by a hard breath, and he would rather carry all the wound outbreak points to the back, and never let the enemy see that he was a little panicked.

"... what a princess like a princess will look like in the future ..."

Kongkong smiled slightly, and a bright red dripped from the corner of his mouth.

"The prince of a country, don't act in such a spirit ... it needs to be judged when it is judged, and abandoned when it is abandoned ..."

Qing Qiao nodded fiercely with tears in his heart, which was not good in his heart—this was a blood attack, and he probably moved his qi, hurting his internal organs!

"Princess, don't forget ..." The empty talk gradually seemed to be struggling. "We are carrying the blood of tens of thousands of Border Shepherds ... you don't want to ... you can't ... just live for yourself ..."

"Master! Let's go! Let's not fight anymore! No revenge!"

Seeing the blood flowing in the corner of Kong Kong's mouth, Qing Qiao was frightened. Qinghua begged with rain and air and begged: "I am not an emperor and you are not a monk. I will go with you to meet the ancestors of the border herdsmen. Tell them, okay? "

"They ... blame me ..." One hand wrapped around her neck, the empty footsteps were slightly hesitant, "because ... you can't be willful ... you can't ... just live for yourself ..."

Suddenly there was a golden light flashing in front of him, and his empty body slammed suddenly.

He stared, looking forward with an unbelievable expression.

Just a few steps away, Lu Zizhen just put down his unicorn bow, his face frosty.

Seeing the surprise on Kong Kong's face, Qing Qiao also looked down his face--

On his violently undulating chest, he inserted an arrow that was mostly submerged.

Around Jin Jian, there was a steady stream of blood flowing out, dyed his plain clothes, and wet his heavy front.

Autumn is strong and the evening breeze rises.

Blow away the fallen leaves on the ground, and raise the yellow mud of the place.

In the dust and fallen leaves, and in the cry of Wukong's hysterics, Kongkong knelt down like that.

Snapped!

First left knee.

Snapped!

Then the right knee.

"Master! Master!" Xiao Wukong rushed to his side, crying and preparing to erect him.

However, nothing helped, and the old man's body fell to the ground in such a sudden that he slammed heavily on the ground.

The blood had long stained the monk's robe behind him purple, and there was a reddish luster in the setting sun, like a noble velvet, phantom blurred.

"... Old man ... never lied to you ..."

Rejected the apprentice's help, turned his head to Qing Qiao emptyly, and said the last sentence arduously.

"Old man just ... concealed ... monk ... don't slang ..."

The words didn't fall, his head turned a little, and his eyes closed.

The old man who would not close his eyes before the day of reunification was finally forced to close his eyes forever.

The empty life of empty air, as he said, has never been willful, has been living for others, only to be released from the dead.

——I have no place to live, and I feel at home.

I wonder if he can get real peace when he comes to heaven?

Qing Qiao knelt down on the ground, staring blankly at the dead body.

A lot of empty passages flashed in front of her, good, bad, well-meaning, deliberate ...

Then this morning he stood by the window and said to her, "When I was a kid, I used to go to Shang Shufu to see you. When you saw me, you were very happy."

The face of the fat old man with glutinous rice was filled with good memories of the past, and he really meant it.

There is one less person in the world with the same bloodline as her.

She couldn't bear it anymore, she couldn't bear it any more, she was like a homeless child who had been discarded, sitting there and crying hysterically.

Not far away, Duan Yu took the Wu Yiwei and watched it all quietly.

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