Factory owner is king

Chapter 260 The string is broken, the Buddha comes, and the devil is born with a thought 3
It is difficult to kill 10 pigs, but it is much easier to kill [-] people.

The reason is only that people still have reason. When faced with an invincible existence, people will be afraid and run away.

Gods, demons, immortals, Buddhas and ghosts, these appellations only represent existences that are incomprehensible to human beings.

No matter how strong your martial arts skills are, if you can survive with one strike, how about ten strikes?So what about a hundred swords?If thousands of arrows are fired together, even a golden man will be shot into gold powder for you.

With the battle situation set, the aura also reached its peak. Even if there was a dragon and a hungry tiger in front, they would not be afraid, as long as they could swing their swords.

They have seen people who enjoy killing, they are just generals who have fought in hundreds of battles, and now the one who has fallen down somewhere is counted as one, but he is different, he can't see his face clearly, he can't see his likes and sorrows, and he has no hesitation. kill.

he. . .It must not be human!

The flowing fire shuttles like a breeze. When it blows, it is death.

No matter how you prepare, the moment before the sword falls, life is doomed to die. This is the truth that has been verified by countless lives.

The roar of artillery regardless of cost, a series of explosions, and the rain of arrows in the sky were just to save the life of this ghost, but to no avail.

"Ghost...Ghost!!!" He had a nervous breakdown.

"Run, there's a ghost!!!" The mind was confused at the same time.

"Help! Spare me!"

It's not that no one knelt down, and there were not a few begging for mercy, but the figure never stopped.

When many people who knew the current affairs fled desperately, morale fell from the peak to the dust.The moment the blood cools down, the soldier's soul will lose all courage.

"Who dares to run!" Li Jinglong yelled, and immediately raised his sword: "Supervisor team, anyone who dares to take half a step back, kill!"

"Don't stop the arrow array, shoot him to death!"

"Come forward with a knife and gun, push me up, push me up!"

"Cavalry, let me surround him to death!"

Instructions were passed layer by layer along with successive roars, but they could not resist the soldiers' desire to survive.

The supervising team may not die if they are cut with a knife, blood is bleeding from their feet.

The horrible death scene, the blood that shoots up into the sky, and only ten taels of silver a year, why do these "real people" fight to the death for you?
A powerful palm wind blew violently as if devouring the world. In the chaos of people turning their backs on their backs, limbs and broken bodies flew, and the cannon made of steel was also overturned.

"Grandpa!" The bodyguards who were always with him yelled suddenly, and rushed towards Li Jinglong. The martial arts that he had cultivated for many years were of little use at this moment.

The noble Duke Cao fell off his horse, with his right combat boot still hooked on the stirrup. He was dragged a few steps by the restless horse. You didn't break free. He instinctively shouted in shock and anger: "What...?!"

At the entrance of the eyes, the loyal guard was nailed to the handsome flag with a black sword, a mouthful of blood spurted from his mouth, and his eyes were still closed.

With a flick of his fingers, there was a "click", and the handsome flag was folded in two, and the body fell into the dust. The black and white flag just covered his head, and the blood was smudged.

"Grandfather is dead! Dead!"

"The handsome flag has fallen, and the father-in-law is dead!"

"The handsome is dead!"

"The general is dead!"

Miscellaneous shouts rang out one after another on the battlefield, collectively conveying a message: the battle was over, and they could run away naturally.

The defeat of the army is like a mountain, what is described is the scene of the building at this moment.

The surviving Hu people and Longmen iron cavalry ushered in this unknown "victory", while Ningxia Wei, inexplicably, accepted the defeat naturally.

The sky is falling because there are grown-ups supporting it, and they all just want to survive.

"This, this... what is this?" More than a dozen personal guards surrounded him, and Li Jinglong felt bitter. Could it be that all the military tactics he had learned were useless? !
It was too late for him to stand up and carry the handsome flag to verify his identity.Even if he risked his life, it was impossible to stop the tide of anger from receding.

People are against each other.

"Master, let's... retreat."

Li Jinglong glanced at him blankly, came back to his senses, slammed his clenched fists heavily on the sand in front of him, and squeezed out his decision between his teeth: "Help me on the horse! Back!"

"Yes!" A personal guard led the horse, and several others hurriedly removed his toga. This golden armor and silver robe was too conspicuous.

A moment later, everything was ready in a hurry. Li Jinglong grabbed the saddle with one hand and got on the horse skillfully. He subconsciously reined in the horse and turned back. He wanted to take another look at the monster. At least, could he confirm his identity?

God heard his wish and granted it.

The light has not yet been accurately received by the brain, but a cold voice is heard close at hand: "Back? Heh, little father-in-law, why do you have to leave in such a hurry, how about letting our family treat you well?"

"It's you!"

The head of the eunuch who is not as good as a pig or a dog in his heart has disheveled hair, and the holy flames burning all over his body cause the air to distort.

Is it really him?

The owner of the East Factory!
What is in his hand?
Constantly shaking pieces of meat!
"Is that... my... heart?"

Gently clenched that jade hand, his heart burst, and Li Jinglong's consciousness also sank, watching Jiuyou go away.

The maroon horse hadn't noticed the departure of the owner on the horse's back, but ran desperately, trying to shake off the existence between the ears, but finally angered him, and was trampled down by a huge force, crushed Among the yellow sand.

"You still don't understand, right?" A strange white light shot out from the eyes, the black pupils had already disappeared, and the strange voice carried a hint of a smile, and comforted: "Give up everything, and you will be detached."

"The so-called everything, what is it?"

"Everything is human nature."

"If there is no humanity, how can a person be a person?"

"If it's not a person, then what is it?"

In that false story, the old monk’s doubts in front of the Buddha seem to have been answered: “Who will save himself when he crosses others to become a Buddha?”

There is no love or hate, no love and hatred, my thinking is God's will, my desire is a gift.You are Buddha. "

"That's a demon, not a Buddha."

"How can you become a Buddha without becoming a demon?"

Red clouds, like fire, filled the sky.

The setting sun is still struggling hard, exuding the last light and heat, but after all, it cannot match the rising of the moon and the falling of night.

Losing the control of human beings, the mighty iron cannon turned into a useless iron barrel, and in that ancient city, the collapse and explosion had come to an end, leaving only miserable screams and unwilling cries still lingering in the sky.

The black oil ignites an unquenchable fire, transcending desperate souls.

The blood-colored skylight and raging flames all reflected on the flawless face, flickering on and off.

The lonely figure grabbed the gentleman's sword as dark as the night again, stopped at the city gate for a moment, and walked towards the city again.

　Thanks to my emperor for the monthly ticket of "never read genuine novels", and thanks to the recommendation tickets of the four officials of "Ren Xiansen", "Drink a bowl of tea", "Lang rides a bamboo horse to get green plums", and "Baozi Invasion". Maoer is grateful Orz
　　
　
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