The days when I was working in the West Factory

Chapter 409

"Grandma?!"

Meng was startled, but saw a rare soft look on grandma's face.

Ever since she was a child, she has never seen such a gentle dream of this old woman, and her face suddenly changed.

Before she had time to say anything, the body of the grandma in her arms sank suddenly, and she was out of the range of Zhao Yu's energy flow in an instant.

It's too late to save now.

Grandma took one last look at Meng, and then she fell sharply.

Zhao Yu immediately sent the two children in his arms to Nie Feng's hands, and then grabbed Meng Meng who wanted to save grandma.

"That's too late……"

Zhao Yu firmly grasped Meng's arm, stepped on a falling boulder, and his figure suddenly rose again.

The boulder fell like rain, and the moment it left Zhao Yu's body, grandma grabbed Siye who was close at hand.

He dragged this coquettish woman whom he watched and grew up into the bottomless abyss together.

"Do not!!"

Siye looked at the grandma who grabbed her ankle with horror on her face, and watched the golden light radiating from Zhao Yu's body dissipate little by little from her side.

Immediately, Siye, who was frightened and angry, turned his other leg, gathered surging energy, and kicked grandma's forehead suddenly.

She's still young, she doesn't want to die...

But even though that kick broke grandma's head, but the old woman's hand was still firmly grasping her ankle.

In the blink of an eye, grandma and Siye fell into this place that their Hua family had guarded for thousands of years!

Zhao Yu didn't stop for a moment, and the air flow went up all the way.

But here is more than 70 feet from the ground, and the inner breath is as strong as his, and it feels a little difficult unconsciously.

……

In Wushuang City, the sound of shouting and killing shook the sky.

In order to attract the love of Qingcheng, Dugu did not hesitate to direct and act a scene of siege.

But after he captured grandma and brought all the elites of Wushuang City into the crypt, thousands of elites really swept towards Wushuang City.

There are only some old, weak, sick and disabled left in the city, and they are no match for those wolves and tigers disciples of Tianxiahui.

What's more, the one who led these thousands of people to attack Wushuang City was the most cold-blooded and ruthless God of Death under Xiongba.

Bu Jingyun! !

First of all, the name of the god of death who does not cry is not blown out, many people are timid before fighting.

Secondly, there was no one in Wushuang City, and the whole city was like a piece of loose sand. The real elite soldiers either died under the grandma's love for seven generations, or died in underground caves.

Bu Jingyun invaded Wushuang City with little effort.

"Hall Master, there are still 1000 or [-] Wushuang soldiers in the city, they have already been captured without a fight, please let the Hall Master down!"

At this moment, Bu Jingyun was standing on the top of Wushuang City, but his eyes were fixed on the place where the iron pillars stood before the city gate.

A cold-faced man with a machete was kneeling beside him.

"kill."

A simple word, uttered from Bu Jingyun's mouth, was full of bloody smell.

"As ordered!"

Xue Antian cupped her fists to accept the order, then turned and left the city.

Although he already knew the outcome of those surrenders, at this moment, he couldn't help but feel a little moved in his heart.

"Amitabha……"

Just as the snowy sky swept down the top of the city, a Buddha's cry suddenly sounded from the top of the city.

Xue Antian suddenly looked up, and saw a monk-like man standing on the top of the city, only a few steps away from Bu Jingyun.

Xue Antian paused, and was about to step forward, but Bu Jingyun, who was standing on the top of the wall, waved his hand coldly.

"Benefactor, since you have achieved your wish, why do you want to commit more crimes?"

The monk had a compassionate face, clasped his hands together slightly and saluted Bu Jingyun.

Only then did Bu Jingyun retract his gaze, and stared blankly at the monk who suddenly appeared in front of him.

As for Xue Antian under the city wall, he naturally heard the monk's words, and turned his head to look at Bu Jingyun again.

Bu Jingyun didn't say a word from the beginning to the end, but just glanced at Xue Antian coldly.

With just this one glance, Xue Antian, known as the 'Blood Drinking Skull' by people in the Jianghu, was scared out of his wits, and immediately turned around and plundered into the city.

Seeing Xue Antian leaving, the monk knew that he couldn't persuade the famous God of Never Crying Death in front of him, so he put his palms together again.

buzzing...

Rays of golden light surged from the monk's clasped palms.

Only then did Bu Jingyun turn sideways and look straight at the monk.

"If the benefactor shows mercy..."

boom!
The monk still wanted to persuade him again, but he didn't want Bu Jingyun to fly his hands and rush straight to his face with vague energy.

"The Buddha's light shines!"

The great monk let out a low cry, and separated his folded palms suddenly, and pushed them straight towards Bu Jingyun not far away, and the golden light in his palms rippled like ripples.

On the other side, Bu Jingyun advanced instead of retreating, and between his palms flying, bursts of illusory clouds rose up.

The golden light was absorbed into the cloud and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

"Buddha's Palm……"

Bu Jingyun succeeded in one blow, but did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, but raised his eyes to look at the monk coldly, and said coldly: "Shi Wuzun?"

The monk didn't answer, and put his hands together again, and the golden lights pierced Bu Jingyun's body instantly, gathering between his palms.

"Since the benefactor has captured Wushuang City, it is God's will. Even though the old monk is protecting the Wushuang City, he will not block it. It's just..."

The great monk slightly lowered his eyebrows and looked towards the inner city.

The meaning couldn't be more obvious.

Bu Jingyun can take down Wushuang City, but he can't kill Wushuang City in vain.

He is the protector of Wushuang City, and so is Wushuang Grandma theoretically.

It's just that he has studied Buddhism intensively after all, and he sees some things more clearly than a stubborn person like grandma.

Peerless City, in the past 20 years, has changed beyond recognition.

"Humph."

Bu Jingyun snorted coldly, and then leaned forward again, with the movement of his palms, the cloud roared like the tide of the vast sea.

This time, Do Not Cry Reaper obviously moved for real.

"Sin, sin..."

Shi Wuzun recited the Buddha's name again in a low voice, and then separated his palms, and the golden glow loomed between them.

boom!
As Shi Wuzun's energy flowed, the entire city trembled unconsciously.

To be able to become the protector of Wushuang City, Shi Wuzun's unique skills are definitely not a show.

Seeing Bu Jingyun approaching, Shi Wuzun calmly raised his palms above his head.

"The sea of ​​bitterness is boundless, turn your head and keep going..."

Seeing Bu Jingyun who was already close at hand, Shi Wuzun took the trouble to speak again.

Bu Jingyun, on the other hand, has no intention of fading away.

Seeing the fierceness of Bu Jingyun's palms, Shi Wuzun no longer held back, and instantly pressed down the palms that were raised above his head!
Most of the cloud energy wrapped around Bu Jingyun's body was instantly squeezed away, and even the forward figure couldn't help but pause.

"Take your life!!"

At this moment, a loud shout came from Shi Wuzun's side.

A figure passed by Shi Wuzun, his right leg gathered fierce vigor, and kicked towards Bu Jingyun's head.

(End of this chapter)