Grandpa

When Shao Yun went to wait for people to surround him, what he saw was a white porcelain altar the size of a water tank suspended above a huge pothole by a truck crane.

Seeing someone coming from a distance, the middle-aged man in Tang suit panicked, and he shouted anxiously at the worker sitting on the driver's seat of the crane: "Quick, let it go—"

The white porcelain altar fell down.

After a few breaths, there was only a faint sound of a crockpot breaking in the pit, followed by a white light soaring into the sky, and the energy that was so thick that it had almost turned into substance split into two spirals and flew into the air converged into one strand.

The middle-aged man in Tang suit drew out a mahogany sword and started dancing.

The mountain wind suddenly picked up, and amidst the whistling sound, he could vaguely hear him shouting almost madly: "...Pray for the life wish of all people... This disciple bows three times with one heart, and asks the true spirit to meet you..."

Amid the rapid incantation, the anger in mid-air suddenly turned around, turned into a stream of light, and fell into the pit.

A white light flashed, and the mountains shook and the ground shook in an instant.

"Roar—" A deep dragon chant came from among the mountains, faintly visible.It seemed that he was dissatisfied with being disturbed, and also seemed happy that he had received a sacrifice.

The middle-aged man in Tang suit who had pricked up his ears and looked nervous was instantly ecstatic. He beat his hands and stamped his feet: "Successful, successful——"

But he didn't expect that at the next moment, his foot slipped, his tone twisted abruptly into panic, and then he fell into the pothole.

Another bang.

As the rocks rolled down, the large earthquake stopped abruptly.

Shao Yun went to wait for someone to finally stand still, and the woman with the mechanical arm led the people to stand still on the back slope a hundred meters away from the two parties.

Panting heavily, she called Davis Miller again: "Mr. Miller, we have reached the top of the mountain, and now Yang Zhao is confronting the group of Huaguo monks, should we retreat immediately?"

"it is good--"

As soon as the words fell, Miller changed his mind: "No, no, no!"

He hesitated for a long time, then gritted his teeth and said, "Wait, wait, if we escape now, it will be no different from deserters on the battlefield. And the plan fails, Congress and the military court will definitely not let us go."

Miller raised his voice in an instant: "The most important thing is that although Yang Zhao's two legs are disabled, his ability lies there. Since he is determined to bring down Huaguo, if we fail, he must We want to fight with those monks from the Hua Kingdom. In a word from the Hua Kingdom, we just need to sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight..."

The more he talked, the more excited he became: "That's right, he will definitely fight to the death with those Huaguo monks, and we will still be the ultimate beneficiaries."

The woman with the mechanical arm was obviously convinced by him, "Mr. Miller, what should we do now?"

Miller immediately said: "You should immediately find a safe place to rest on the spot, and wait until Yang Zhao and the group of Huaguo monks are both wounded, then wait for the opportunity to take action and kill them all."

"Yes." The woman with the mechanical arm said in a vibrating voice.

After arranging her companions, she jumped onto a big tree and carefully monitored Yang Zhao and the others.

On the top of the mountain, He Chongzi looked at Yang Zhao coldly, and said slowly, "It really is you."

On the contrary, Yang Zhao looked relaxed, "Senior He Chongzi, I haven't seen you for decades, but you still look handsome, but inside—" He changed his voice: "I heard people say that your time is coming."

He patted his shriveled and withered right leg that looked like a piece of charcoal, and a glint flashed in his eyes: "23 years ago, I encircled and suppressed you in order to avenge the righteous way, and exterminated your Luoshuguan younger generation, and you, in order to avenge me, Fighting the consequences of the fall of the realm, it will also lead to thunder to kill me."

"In the end, I lost a leg but managed to escape. You are even worse. Good old ancestor of Luoshuguan, the only remaining Golden Core Qi Da Neng in Huaguo is going to see the king of hell in a blink of an eye, hahaha... ..."

Yang Zhao laughed out loud, then changed his voice, and said sternly, "I never thought that I, Yang Zhao, would come back after 23 years."

He Chongzi scolded angrily: "Yang Zhao, if you want revenge, you can just come at me. Why do you want to endanger Huaguo? Don't forget, this place was once your homeland!"

"Homeland?" The smile on Yang Zhao's face gradually disappeared, and he sneered: "It's only my fault that I was caught by the people of country M after I escaped from your Luoshu temple. There is no choice."

"The most important thing is that I think what they said is very reasonable. I, Yang Zhao, have fallen to the point where I am today. Your so-called righteous way is the chief culprit, and the Huaguo government is also inseparable. Chang Nong got killed as a double."

Hearing this, Shao Yunqu frowned, he was an insider.

He Chongzi gritted his teeth and said, "So just because of these personal grievances, you are going to destroy the entire Hua Kingdom into turmoil?"

"Isn't that enough?" Yang Zhaoyun said calmly: "You He Chongzi Daoist is highly respected and upright, but I, Yang Zhao, have never been a good person. Whoever wants to harm me, I will repay him a hundred times." .”

Speaking of this, Yang Zhao suddenly laughed. He looked at He Chongzi with burning eyes: "Don't seniors want to know where I got the method of cutting the dragon's veins?"

He Chongzi's heart trembled, he stared at Yang Zhao, and said in a deep voice, "What do you mean?"

Yang Zhao said faintly: "Do you still remember that I was hunted down by you and escaped into your Luoshu Guanjing Pavilion by accident? Thanks to you, I took a lot of jade slips when I ran away. .”

He said "you" every time, but it couldn't be more ironic in He Chongzi's ears.

"One of the jade slips wrote a lot about the method of cutting the dragon's veins. After careful consideration, I chose one of the methods that seemed the most reliable." Yang Zhao took a deep breath: "With the anger of all the people of your country as a sacrifice, Lure the real dragon to show up..."

Hearing this, He Chongzi and the others suddenly looked towards the direction of the pothole, only to find that the originally dazzling beam of anger seemed to be dyed with a layer of faint golden light, followed by a tyrannical dragon's power crushing it. come over.

He Chongzi and other monks with higher cultivation bases were alright, but their chest felt tight, their legs trembled, and they froze in place as if Mount Tai was crushing the top.

As for the slightly weaker monks like Daoist Changhe, before they could react, they could not help but kneel down with a plop.

Yang Zhao didn't seem to be affected by Longwei, he was still smiling: "The real dragon is here, and all things surrender."

He Chongzi trembled, and looked at him in disbelief: "Then you, how could you have nothing at all."

"Me? Probably this real dragon regards me as a junior." Yang Zhao unhurriedly took out a jade unicorn from his bosom, on which the dragon's aura could be faintly seen. The dragon energy contributed by Mr. Ge."

Shao Yun felt bitter in his heart, he was also an insider about this matter.