Back Off, Let Me Come

  Looking at the messy ruins, Tang Guo only felt a giant hammer hit his head with a bang, buzzing.

  However, this is only for a moment.

  It was replaced by a monstrous anger.

  As soon as he opened his mouth, he asked sharply: "Gongxi Fengen, Nizi, do you know what you are doing!"

  For the first time, Gong Xiqiu didn't have to hide his dislike for this word, his face darkened.

   said indifferently: "Of course I know."

   He followed up and said: "I am revenge."

   mocked again: "Since it is revenge, if you don't send the enemy away with your own hands, do you expect to kill him with gongs, drums and funeral music?"

   "Revenge..." Although Tang Guo had a premonition in his heart, he still felt incredible when he heard this with his own ears, and blurted out, "How is it possible for you, do you remember it?"

  Although the occasion was not right, Gong Xiqiu still frowned slightly—why both of them were sure that he would not recover his memory? Are you sure enough to trust yourself? Could it be that something happened to him that he didn't know about?

   A thought flashed through my mind.

  However, now is not the time to think about these.

   Gong Xiqiu's silence was misunderstood as tacit consent.

  Tang Guo looked at Gong Xiqiu with almost fanatical eyes, which surprised Gong Xiqiu. He killed his parents and sons himself, and also killed King Zhu who endowed Tang Guo with endless glory and wealth, and brought along two extremely powerful clan members of the Geng Kingdom...

   Something is wrong!

   Something is very wrong!

   Tang Guo's frenzy did not last long. As the dense meteor-like rays of martial energy approached Chengkang Temple, he regained his composure, and Gong Xiqiu had already preemptively struck. He just blew himself up as a totem of bravery, and his injuries affected his heart. He hadn't figured out Tang Guo's own strength, and he wasn't too confident in a head-on confrontation, let alone the moment when we were outnumbered?

  Furthermore, the elite he brought was used to delay the garrison outside Chengkang Temple, but with the arrival of reinforcements from Shanshita, the situation that had had a slight upper hand immediately fell to the opposite side. According to this situation, the entire army will be wiped out in less than an hour and a half.

  Tang Guo didn't even summon his armor.

  Raising his hand, he grabbed the halberd stabbed by Gong Xichou: "Gongxichou, put it down now, and this old man will spare your life!"

   "Are you dreaming?" But in the next moment, he was hit by a huge force, and his body was smashed into the deep pit of the ruins like a shell.

   "That's a shame."

  Tang Guo looks majestic on weekdays, but when facing Gong Xiqiu, he always looks like a kind old father. Gold, silver, jewels, and beauties in fragrant cars, as long as Gong Xichou is willing to speak, he will be willing to give up. Because of this, the outside world rumored that Gong Xichou was an illegitimate child.

  But at this time, there was an undisguised killing intent.

  Just being stared at by its breath will tremble.

  Gong Xiqiu was not affected much, but he did feel uncomfortable, which showed that the strength of the old man was a level higher than him. He was about to go back with a laugh and a taunt, but he would hear Tang Guo lightly say a truth that shattered his three views.

   "The old man has no choice but to kill you again, after all—a tool that cannot be tamed can only be broken!"

  Gong Xiqiu's face suddenly changed drastically.

  The originally rosy face turned pale.

   His eyes were wide open, and he looked up at Tang Guo who was standing on a high place. If he didn't have tinnitus and auditory hallucinations...

  The other party's original words were... how is it possible!

  At the same time, there was also a pain in my brain that was fine and dense like needle pricks, and it became more and more clear.

   Scenes of noisy scenes that are both familiar and unfamiliar pass by in my mind one by one. Gong Xiqiu tried his best to distinguish between the real and the fake, and was in a trance for a moment, when he was pulled into the dark vortex by an irresistible force.

   Above the night, the stars are sparse.

  Although it was already night, the heat of summer was still surging upwards from the ground. In the past, the little boy would have complained about the hot weather, but now he had no interest. Because he was unable to lie on a thick and familiar back.

  The tip of the nose can still smell the salty smell mixed with strong blood and sweat. Every time I breathe, there will be a burning pain in the chest. He turned his eyes with difficulty, and vaguely saw a light green light curtain rising above the clan ground.

   Above the light curtain, there seems to be a python swimming.

   Farther away, the lights were lit up and footsteps were noisy.

  The panicked screams of the clansmen could be vaguely heard.

   And then -

  His back hummed and vibrated a few times, and his uncle's voice seemed to be getting farther and farther away: 【A Nian! 】

   Oh, it turned out to be uncle.

  He opened his mouth to respond to the other party.

Gong Xiqiu couldn't remember how long it had been since he heard his uncle's voice, but when he opened his mouth, what gushed out was not his joyful response, but a stream of thick blood that was so sticky that it could glue his lips together , can't make a sound.

  【No, Ah Nian can't last like this. 】It seems that a certain clansman who raised his hand to support him was talking, his voice was hurried and anxious, and he cursed, 【It’s really not human, Ah Nian is still so young, he can handle this poisonous hand...】

  If it weren't for the treasure of the family being contained in Gong Xichou's body, this heartbreaking injury would have killed him long ago.

   But it is not optimistic now.

   Ah Nian is still too young.

  Even the treasure can only protect him for a while.

   Immediately after, the uncle scolded: [The dog came to exterminate the family, no matter how old or young, let me know who betrayed us, and the ashes of the eighteen generations of our ancestors were given to him! You protect the clansmen to retreat first, and I will take Ah Nian to the altar. 】

  【But the altar...】

  The light curtain above the head is crumbling, and the enemies who have sneaked into the clan's place to kill are also chasing after them. At this time, they turn back to the altar, fearing that they will never return. But the uncle didn't think about it, and his voice was choked with sobs: [Lao Tzu's sister just died, and Ah Nian died again...]

The voice after    is inaudible.

  There is a viscous liquid in the chest that keeps flowing out, and it can't be stopped. Gong Xiqiu only felt that it was getting more and more difficult to breathe, as if what was passing was not liquid, but vitality. After a while of turbulence, I heard my uncle yelling at someone: [Go away! 】

  When his body was placed on his back on the altar, Gong Xichou used his last strength to open a crack, and a blood-stained head rolled against his face. The small black mole on the forehead of the head looks very much like my uncle.

   He rolled his eyes.

  Looking at the light curtain that dissipated like a mountain haze, the boa constrictor swimming above it swallowed its breath with strong unwillingness, turned into broken stars, and scattered in the wind. At this time, someone beside him staggered and kicked the round head away, and spat in disgust.

  【Looking for bad luck before dying! 】

  【He seemed to be carrying a child just now? 】

  One person said: [As for the self-explosion situation just now, let alone one, ten children were also torn to pieces...]

  【Is it all here? 】

  【...Gongxi people...two hundred and sixty-five people. 】

  Gong Xiqiu's consciousness fell into boundless darkness, there was no sound or light around him, and his body kept sinking towards the darkest place. After an unknown amount of time, a strange force pushed him in the opposite direction.

  Finally, the light dispels all darkness.

  It stabbed him so hard that he couldn't open his eyes.

   After he got used to it a little bit, he opened his eyes again, and vaguely saw his half-brother, who was much younger and more energetic, sitting beside him, with his eyes closed, his complexion slightly pale, and sweat dripping from his forehead. The most important thing is - the other party is wearing a costume of the high priest when rewarding the gods.

   Ah, won't the old priest jump in anger?

  Gong Xiqiu just thought of the pain of being spanked by the old priest's wooden stick, when he noticed a strange wooden stick on the man's knee.

  He sure—

  If the old priest knew that Leng Touqing was wearing this dress secretly, well, he would definitely be so angry that his white beard would fly away...