Chapter 1023

Wang Yong's fist is like a multi legged jellyfish, with its tentacles stretching out and penetrating into the heavy rain.

Just entering, there was a kind of cold touch to convey back, which made Wang Yong's whole soul ice instantly and didn't work well.

Wang Yong was shocked.

He immediately turned the king's mind, and the boiling blood leaped into his body cavity. The blood rushed to his body, and in an instant, it swept away Wang Yong's frozen heart.

"What is this? How awesome Wang Yong thought with lingering fear.

Next, I dare not release my fist easily. The unknown thing in the dark can attack Wang Yong's mind according to Wang Yong's fist intention. It's too terrible, beyond Wang Yong's understanding.

Is there really a ghost?

Hua La, with a lightning across the sky, the rain became bigger again, and thick rain lines fell from the sky, hitting the ground and splashing deep mud pits.

Wang Yong stood in the rain, motionless, like a statue.

Wang Yong is waiting for the sound.

To Wang Yong's surprise, after a few minutes, the voice seemed to disappear and never appeared again.

"Gone?" Wang Yong thought suspiciously.

Just want to leave the rain, who knows just turned around, suddenly felt behind a huge cold feeling rushed over. Such as the violent tide, with the power of the tsunami, patted to Wang Yong.

"No!" Wang Yong yelled and wanted to speed up his escape.

However, as soon as he started to work, he felt that the cold feeling had invaded his body and spread rapidly, covering Wang Yong's whole body.

"Cold... So cold..." Wang Yong couldn't help embracing himself, his teeth trembling up and down.

This kind of cold from the bone is not ordinary cold at all. Wang Yong felt that his blood was frozen for a moment, and the flow was not smooth.

"You're not going to die, are you? Who is it and how can it have such terrible spiritual power? "

This was Wang Yong's last thought before he fell into a coma.

Then, Wang Yong suddenly fell to the ground and fell in the mud.

The heavy rain is mercilessly watering the earth. The branches of several big trees in the museum are slanted by the impact of the rain, and the smaller shrubs are directly smashed to the ground. From a distance, it looks like a pool of weeds.

In the mud, a person is lying on the ground, and the surrounding rainwater gathers to form a puddle.

If it wasn't for Wang Yong's face, the terrain was slightly higher, and the water just flowed elsewhere, Wang Yong would have drowned.

Wang Yong at the moment in addition to the slow heartbeat, no other life. The whole body is as cold as a piece of dead wood. It seems that it will never wake up again.

"Where am I?" Wang Yong's voice rang out in the sea of knowledge.

As if he had experienced the scene he had experienced before again, Wang Yong's consciousness was imprisoned in the sea of knowledge.

Except that thinking is not affected, other things such as controlling the body cannot be done.

"Is it going to be another one, a sword to break through the darkness?" Wang Yong said to himself, then subconsciously stretched out his hand toward the distance.

"Sword

According to past experience, there should be a sword flying at this time, and then split the darkness.

Who knows, the lightsaber didn't come, but the darkness became more and more thick, mixed with the meaning of cold.

"No, this is not the sea of knowledge that used to imprison me! It's like... The thing that invaded my body! It's just, "what is it?" Wang Yong exclaimed.

The cold darkness did not answer, but kept the pressure, slowly pressing towards Wang Yong's consciousness.

"What do you want to do?" Wang Yong is alert.

The next second, Wang Yong will know what it wants to do. A large piece of cold black fog wrapped up, pulling Wang Yong consciousness, want to pull Wang Yong consciousness into it.

This thing is trying to embezzle Wang Yong's divine sense!

Wang Yong was shocked and struggled desperately.

But in the face of the cold black fog, there is no way. Finally, Wang Yong is slowly swallowed into the black fog.

Wang Yong felt that his whole body was cold to the bone. Even if he was conscious, he was still shivering.

The surrounding black fog is constantly wearing away Wang Yong's divine consciousness. Some of the black fog has penetrated into Wang Yong's consciousness, like two drops of faint ink, showing mutual infection.

"Is this... Boxing?" Wang Yong suddenly cried in his heart.

After having contact with the black fog, Wang Yongcai suddenly realized that the black fog was not a ghost, but a fist!

But this group of boxing with a strong cold hatred, just like the snake king who survived in a snake cave, is vicious and vicious, and Wang Yong can't resist.

"What kind of boxing is that? How can you carry such a cold negative emotion? " Wang Yong thought suspiciously.

After thinking about it for a moment, he saw that the black fog suddenly rushed in and tore apart Wang Yong's divine knowledge.

Wang Yong suddenly fell into a coma, like falling into a abyss.

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"Wang Wu, do you think about it? You know, I'm a wanted criminal of the imperial court. If you worship me as a teacher, you may be involved. On the contrary, it is a bright road for your mother to let you get an official title. " A long braided man appeared in the dark and said slowly.

"I think about it! I don't like reading, and I can't read well. My mother has given me permission to practice martial arts. Master, take me! " A little boy said in a clear voice.

The man with long braids looked at the little boy named Wang Wu solemnly and finally nodded.

In the dark, the scene shows Wang Wu's experience of practicing martial arts from the age of 10 to the age of 18.

Wang Wu's master died of illness, and the times also changed. The imperial court was fatuous, and the young Wang Wu joined an uprising army.

However, the rebel army had a bad start and was surrounded by a large number of imperial soldiers in a small temple.

There were less than ten people left in the battle, several of whom were still injured.

"Wang Wu, I'll take your bullets. I have two pomegranates here. Take them with you. Wait a minute, we'll shoot and cover you. You'll retreat from the dog hole in the back. " An officer like man handed some hand grenades to Wang Wu and said.

Wang Wu's green and astringent face was covered with bloodstains. He stuck his neck and said, "no! I can't run away alone

The officer patted Wang Wu on the head and said, "you are the youngest. It's a pity to die. Besides, it's not escape, it's keeping the fire. Only by living can we get revenge and have a chance to overthrow this fatuous court. "

Wang Wu wanted to say something more, but the officer took up his gun and rushed to the gate of the temple. At the same time, he yelled at Wang Wu, "go!"

Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang.

Behind the officer, another rebel picked up the gun, laughed and shot out the remaining bullets.

Wang Wu looked at the scene with tears in his eyes, suddenly turned his head and got out of the dog hole in the broken temple.

Who knows, the imperial soldiers also ambushed people and horses behind the temple.

Wang Wu was stunned at first, and then his eyes flashed violently. He pulled the two pomegranates and threw them out.

Boom!

The grenade exploded and the imperial soldiers were caught off guard, causing more than half of the casualties.

While Wang Wu took advantage of the smoke and yelled: "I am invincible! Kill

Like a bloodthirsty fierce tiger, he ran into the imperial army.

Click, click, the place where Wang Wu passed was full of blood. The imperial soldiers either had their heads broken or their hearts pierced.

Wang Wu was soaked in blood and cut a path of blood from the enemy. He staggered and disappeared in the forest.

The picture turns again.

At this time, Wang Wu has become an officer. He stands in front of an airplane and looks at the distant rivers and mountains.

For a long time, suddenly sighed: "I really can't bear to leave! I don't know if I can come back after I go

Then he turned and got on the plane.

The plane didn't go into the sky, but looking at the direction, it was heading for the southeast of China, the bay.

Wang Wu, who came to wanwan, was able to enjoy certain treatment at first by virtue of his military achievements. However, with the change of the situation in wanwan, Wang Wu was pushed out of the army and finally had to go home to provide for the aged.

At this time, Wang Wu was in his forties, with a pair of children under his knees. After leaving the army, Wang Wu was assigned to work in a cultural center. All he could do everyday was to sort out books.

Wang Wu, who had no interest in reading, was just grinded out of ink. He read all the books in the cultural center, but after reading a large number of ancient books, he suddenly had some interesting ideas, which were all recorded in a pamphlet.

Originally, Wang Wu wanted to personally verify whether his guess was correct, but he didn't expect that God didn't give him a chance.

The bad news came from Wang Wu's little daughter, who had just joined the army, and was looked upon and insulted by an officer in the army. The youngest daughter was strangled by the officer because of fierce resistance.

After learning the news, Wang Wu was silent.

That night, Wang Wu quietly left the cultural center and went to wanwan military camp.

Just like the battlefield raids again and again in those years, Wang wuru went into no man's land, and easily found the officer who was nominally imprisoned but was still drinking and having fun. In the officer's eyes, Wang Wu's eyes coldly pinched the officer's head.

At this time, a soldier happened to pass by and found Wang Wu.

So the original scene of escaping from the broken Temple reappeared. Wang Wu was chased by groups of soldiers and chased into the cultural center where Wang Wu worked.

The soldiers surrounded the cultural center and ordered Wang Wu to surrender.

Wang Wu was hiding in the cultural center. He burst out laughing three times in despair.

At that time, the younger recruits of wanwan realized how terrible the real masters of Chinese culture were.

An old man in his sixties killed dozens of people in the face of soldiers with guns and live ammunition, which made the soldiers scared.

What's more astonishing is that none of the two snipers ambushed at the scene can lock onto Wang Wu's body!

Every time the sniper mirror is aimed at Wang Wu, Wang Wu disappears in the field of vision like a loach.

In the end, the commander in charge of the arrest had no choice but to transfer a few machine guns and order shooting regardless of the danger of hurting his own people.

The undifferentiated firepower coverage, organized into a net, finally covered Wang Wu, with nowhere to escape.

Wang Wu was shot more than ten times, and his whole body was smashed. Finally, he crushed a soldier's throat.

All the soldiers who participated in the capture had no expression, as if they were numb.

It wasn't until the sky thundered and the rain poured down that the blood was diluted.

In the light of thunder, the five characters on the plaque of the cultural center are very eye-catching.

The Palace Museum.