Lang riding a war horse

Yeran's injuries from childhood to adulthood can't be called insignificant, but after being struck by two lightning strikes in such a short period of time, it's already a blessing that he didn't disappear on the spot.

"Of course, but wake up!"

Yeran was in pain all over his body, and he found it difficult to even move his eyelids, but when he heard this man's voice, he opened his eyes with force, Master Zhuge showed a smile uglier than crying, and said, "Oh, my little one!" Ancestor, you scared me to death, are you okay?"

Master Zhuge held Yeran with one hand, Yeran moved his shoulders, Master Zhuge hurriedly said: "Ah, ah, ah, don't move, I can't hold you anymore!"

It was only then that Yeran realized Master Zhuge's awkward posture, but because of the pain in his body, he couldn't see the condition of Master Zhuge's arm clearly, and said in a hoarse voice, "You..."

Master Zhuge landed Yeran firmly on the ground, and Kong Anning called out, "It's you?! You're here to seek death too?!"

Master Zhuge heard Kong Anning's words and turned around and said, "Hey, I'm here, are you surprised, are you surprised?"

The corner of Kong Anning's mouth was bleeding from his own bite. He was almost insane. He stared at Master Zhuge and said, "Why once or twice...you all want to spoil my good deeds, you all deserve to die, you should die!!"

After howling, the lightning around Kong Anning flickered. He Xuliang held Gu Zhen firmly in his arms, but Gu Zhen still felt as if he was about to be blown away. The burning smell, as if the lightning around Kong Anning could burn the air.

Master Zhuge lowered his body and sent true energy into Yeran's body, his palms gave off a light green halo, and Yeran felt his whole body gradually lighten up, and asked in amazement: "You are..."

Master Zhuge made a "shh" gesture and said, "Don't ask, I can only help you here."

Before Yeran asked what he meant, Master Zhuge stood up again, and shouted at Kong Anning: "Senior Brother, you have committed many evils and betrayed the master, and you have lived long enough, so dust will return to ashes, dust to dust , just leave it alone."

Gu Zhen poked his head out of He Xuliang's arms, he was so shocked, I said that Master Zhuge was not a simple person, he came from the same school as Master Kong Anning, and he was also a big shot in Bingqi Mountain!

Kong Anning laughed "haha" when he heard Zhuge Master's words, and said: "What are you, a half-baked man whose magic power has been cut off by [-]%, why do you talk to me like that!"

Master Zhuge sighed, and said: "Indeed, but senior brother, you must be out of mana right now."

Kong Anning lowered his face and did not answer. Indeed, he forcibly stopped He Xuliang's spear just now. The spear was not a rare thing, but a spear made of white beads. It was very powerful. The heart-burning pain was mixed with a very uncomfortable smell. If he hadn't insisted on protecting the medaka, Kong Anning might have knelt down.

Master Zhuge raised his hand, and in the palm of his hand came a pattern of eight formations. He yelled with a cold face: "Dui character, shock down and up!"

The bright green eight formations in his hand suddenly became bigger, Master Zhuge turned his head and yelled at He Xuliang, saying: "Hey, big man, just use that wind blow at me just now!"

Without saying a word, He Xuliang raised his hand and slapped Master Zhuge with a palm wind. Gu Zhen yelled, and shouted to Master Zhuge worriedly: "Be careful!"

A feeling of discomfort flashed across He Xuliang's heart, his arms locked tightly around Gu Zhen's waist, and he said, "He's fine."

Gu Zhen gave him a strange look, and said, "What are you doing holding me so tight, let go."

He Xuliang slowly lowered his head to look at Gu Zhen, and Gu Zhen stared back at him in a daze. He Xuliang suddenly felt that Gu Zhen's eyes had changed, and he didn't have the affection he had always been familiar with... But what was missing, He Xuliang described not come out.

But he knows that he misses, he hopes, he likes Gu Zhen and sees him like before.

But Gu Zhen didn't, and still looked at himself with some doubts, He Xuliang finally couldn't help it, and let go.

Gu Zhen tidied up his clothes, gave He Xuliang a strange look, and muttered, "Nervous."

And Master Zhuge had already made preparations. He Xuliang's palm was fast, but still not as fast as Lei Kuai. Master Zhuge made a tactic with ease and shouted: "Xunzi, Duizi."

Then that palm wind mixed with the bright green eight formations in Master Zhuge's hand. Master Zhuge let go of his hand, pointed his fingertips in the direction of Kong Anning, and pressed his palm down.

"Wind and thunder pressure."

As soon as the words fell, Kong Anning opened a huge eight-array map on his head. The bright green pattern made the Zhangshui River glow faintly. The eight-array map was too huge, but it looked like a net , Kong Anning immediately transformed into a long mace in his hand, and the eight-array diagram followed Master Zhuge's movements and pressed hard towards Kong Anning. Kong Anning's long mace stabbed at the eight-array diagram. As a masterpiece, countless eddies rolled up in the Zhangshui River, even a terrifying tornado rolled up on the surface of the river, like some kind of devil was rolled up, connecting from the sky to the river.

Gu Zhen was completely blinded by the wind and sand, but he didn't want to miss the fight between the gods. He opened his eyes and looked over there, but he could only see a flash of thunder. He couldn't see what happened in it. I don't know, but after a while, the thunder light exploded suddenly, Gu pillow blocked his eyes, and when the dazzling light dissipated, he saw Kong Anning kneeling on the ground in embarrassment.

Gu Zhen was surprised to find that he was holding a medaka in his arms.

But at this time, the medaka has two legs.

Master Zhuge was also taken aback when he saw this, "tsk", and said: "It's really troublesome..."

The medaka twitched and collapsed into Kong Anning's arms, and there was still a weak electric current all over her body. Kong Anning stared blankly at the person in her arms, as if she still couldn't believe what happened. The medaka twitched and was chopped. His eyes couldn't focus, he could only vaguely see the outline of his friend, he reached out to touch Kong Anning's face with trembling hands, his throat wanted to make a sound, but his throat was blocked by blood, his Adam's apple moved, his lips parted slightly, A stream of blood flowed down the corner of his mouth.

Kong Anning just woke up from the dream, took a breath, her voice trembled, and said: "Hua... Hua medaka, what are you doing?"

The medaka's throat was covered with blood, and he wanted to speak, but he could only cough violently, which stained his chest and Kong Anning's front collar red.

The medaka finally regained some strength, and said intermittently in a language that only the two of them could understand: "A-Ning...A-Ning don't die, if you die...it has nothing to do with this world...it has nothing to do with it... "

Kong Anning has lived for too long, thinking that there is nothing in this world that can make him panic, even if his soul disappears into ashes, that's all. But now when he sees the medaka, the fear and anxiety in his heart are like two claws. He held his heart so tightly that he couldn't breathe or move.

Kong Anning's lips opened and closed, but he couldn't find his own voice. He realized at this moment that he has lived for thousands of years. The dynasties in this continent have changed. The only thing that remains the same is being by his side, never knowing the sufferings of the people, The medaka who is always pure and carefree.

Nothing else.

The medaka continued to say intermittently: "No... Ah Ning... Ah Ning can't have nothing to do with this world, Ah Ning wants... Ah Ning wants to be a god...cough...cough"

The two coughs made Kong Anning's eyes turn red in panic. He didn't know what to say, and called the medaka's name over and over again: "Medaka...Medaka..."

The medaka smiled weakly. Without the inner alchemy, he wasted a lot. In addition, he transformed his legs, and was even slashed by the wind and thunder. Dead already.

He stared blankly at the blurred outline in front of him, he knew that it was his most cherished friend, how strange...why does he feel a little uncomfortable in his chest, what does it feel like...

He said weakly: "A-Ning...A-Ning...I... Am I going to die...It's like I have no connection with this world..."

Kong Anning shook his head, and said, "No, no, medaka, you won't die. You've lived for so long, how could you just say you're dead?"

Medaka said blankly: "But I... I think I'm going to die... I won't see you again, Ah Ning... And... Ah Ning, I... I... I regret it I don't want to give my inner alchemy to the destined person anymore."

Medaka exhausted her last bit of strength, firmly grasped Kong Anning's skirt, and said, "I...I want to give you my best...I don't want...I don't want my destined person anymore, I I should have given it to you earlier... Ah Ning... I'm sorry..."

Medaka's out-of-focus eyes were filled with mist, and when the mist condensed into tears, a pearl fell from the corner of Medaka's eye and hit the pool of blood on the ground. A flower was splashed.

The medaka is a shark.

It was the first time Kong Anning saw a medaka cry, and it was also the last time. When he shed a tear, his whole body turned into a puff of foam, scattered in the strong wind left by the wind and thunder, and he couldn't even catch it.

"She walked thousands of miles, and finally found the breath of her beloved. Her legs were worn out by thorns, and her throat was burned by thirst. At last, she knelt at the foot of the mountain and turned into a piece of foam. Fly away slowly. Countless bubbles shattered, but finally one bubble came to the lover."

"The foam hit his hard armor with a very slight 'boom' that no one noticed, nor will anyone notice."

Gu Zhen remembered the last description of medaka in the original book.

He Xuliang heard Gu Zhen muttering to himself, a little strange, and asked, "What are you talking about?"

Gu Zhen tilted his head to look at He Xuliang and said, "He's talking about something you don't understand."

After speaking, he looked in Kong Anning's direction again. None of the bubbles could fly up because of the strong wind. Perhaps, they didn't need to fly very high.

Kong Anning knelt on the ground and watched the foam slipping away from his fingers, as if watching thousands of years of time slipping away.

Gu pillow said slowly: "...that's fine...this is the fate of the medaka, I...after all, I still don't have the power to rewrite other people's fate."