Chapter 223： [蛟山]逍遥游

Where is the flood of them coming to them? It is clearly a snake that gathers into a stream!

When you are in a small squat, you can do it in a mess. You push me and I squeeze you. In a flash, it’s not a small number of people who are trampled to death. Jiang Yan will push Nangong forward: “You go first, here I will respond. ”

He said that the Yingying powder had been scattered in the sleeves, and the snakes smelled the powdery breath, and they all stood up in shape and did not dare to go forward.

Jiang Yan screamed in front of him: "Come calm down, go back to the nave, don't squeeze!"

He lived in the snake tide, and then quickly caught up with the big troops. When he retired to Shimen, he found Nangong Temple to look at the Tamron relief. He asked Nangong: "What is going on?"

"The magic dragon must have been controlled." Nangong said, "I want to go back and check the situation of the Dragon Soul."

He said that he was going to go. Jiang Yan grabbed him: "What about the snakes behind? I didn't bring too much dispersing powder. After the drug has dissolved, they will definitely come again."

The leaf standing on the side said: "I am coming."

She was taught in the dark city of Confucianism at an early age, so she is better at fighting in the dark and narrow places than everyone else. Although Nangong驷 did not want her to stay, she was reluctant to look at her, and she did not except her. There was no more suitable choice, so in the end, Nangong had to shoot her shoulder.

"It's too dark, I know you don't like it, keep it for a while, I will be back soon."

Jiang Yan and Nan Gong Temple were the last to go out of the way. When they came out, Huang Xiaoyue swooped forward. The fierceness of the scene was really not the appearance of an old man who had to be white.

"Nan Gong Yu! You dare to say that you are not a ghost?"

Nangong’s forbearance for a long time, and finally reached the limit at the moment, he angered: "I am a ghost, can you still stand here now? Go away, don't block the road!"

Huang Xiaoyue was shocked first, then he pointed his nose: "Look, look, the mask has been torn off? The fox tail is coming out? I have been carrying my grandson, and now I am in your land, and even the door is ringing. Do you think that you are still the windy Confucianist scorpion? How dare you be so arrogant!"

"Huang Xiaoyue."

In addition to the Nangong Temple, there are other people who endure the limit.

Jiang Yan really can't see the sand in his eyes. He touched his teeth and said: "Don't think that I don't know if you are aggressive, what you want to do."

Huang Xiaoyue’s hand was smashed, his face changed, but he still insisted on calming: “Jiang Jiangmen may not be able to understand the feelings of the old man. I have a brother-in-law with the Confucianism, I...”

"I really can't understand the mood of Huang Daochang." Jiang Yan turned his eyes and looked at him coldly. "I have no interest in the treasure house of Confucianism."

His gaze was like a two-handed blade. Huang Xiaoyue slammed back two steps, staring at Jiang Yan, his lips opening and closing, but he was ashamed, and he couldn’t say a word.

Jiang Yandao: "Nangong, you can check it."

However, the Dragon Soul Pool was on one side of the pool, and there were no gaps in the wall. After careful observation for several laps, no abnormalities were found. Nangong swayed and shook his head and said, "I will go to the front hall and see."

The furnishings of the front hall are much more complicated, not to mention that there are so many precious pieces, Nan Gongliu was previously left in the temple, and when Nangong entered, he was holding the basket of oranges and slumbering.

He stood in front of his father for a while, his eyes were blank and empty, but his eyes were involuntarily red. He didn't dare to stand for a long time, nor did he wake up the shackles that were made into pieces, but looked at them one by one, hoping to get a little clue.

When everyone was in the front hall, he didn't have any leisure time. He only knew that it was divided into two parts, "bliss" and "purgatory". At this moment, one by one, but found a lot of old people, he saw The four uncles who have always had a relationship with Xu Shuanglin are deeply immersed in "Purgatory" and are grilled on a fire. They see that the maids in the Sanshengyuan are in the "bliss" place, catching butterflies and catching butterflies... ...

He even saw his grandfather.

However, Nangong Temple did not have much time to feel sad because he suddenly felt that he was about to see a person, one...

Then he heard it.

He heard it in the tide of muttering.

a trembling, light mosquito-like

"Hey..."

The Nangong Temple is like a thunderous thunder, but it has not turned back, and the tears have been wet.

He turned and slid into the fog. He only saw a vague azure figure. He rushed to the figure, and he shouted hoarsely: "A Niang! A Niang!!"

Tears stunned and fell, and they cleared up.

In the "bliss" world, Yu Ting stands alone, and it is the mother of Nangong. Like Nangong Changying, this woman also has an extremely powerful force. In addition, Xu Shuanglin retains the heart of the hall, so even if Nangong is different from childhood, she can still rely on her own body. After Nangong broke into her vision, he recognized him.

She trembled to the Nangong, and it was extremely difficult to reach out the stiff fingers: "Hey... child..."

The clothes that Rong Rong wore were exactly the one that Nan Gongyi had when she finally saw her. He was kneeling in front of her, as if he had returned to the same year, and returned to the night of Confucianism, which seemed to be unusual. The mother went to the child's study to find him, and the moon was round.

Nangong was in front of her. He looked up at her. There was a lot of words to say, but in the end, it was a trembling thing: "Auntie... It’s known in the world without persuasion, it’s not the world. Without adding jest..."

Time is wrong.

The stern mother of the past stood by the window of Xuan Xuan and asked her: "The world is not a disappointment, what is the last sentence?"

The child is arrogant, but he can't answer it.

Later, she left too suddenly. When he was kneeling in front of her dark shackles, he still couldn't completely carry out the last volume of his mother's life.

This sentence "is acclaimed by the world without persuasion, and the world is not added without disappointment." After more than ten years of shackles, the dust finally settled.

He was kneeling in front of her, and it was still the same posture as the moonlight night. Their figure finally coincided with that year, but they were full of grievances, but now they have broken their livers and intestines, and at that time, they have become others. piece.

Rong Rong stroked the hair of Nangong, her cheeks, and finally caught his **** mottled hands. She shivered and narrowed her eyes.

"Hey, my mother is now charged with the body, such as the meat on the sputum, and I will lose consciousness at any time... but, oh, you have to believe... the words of the maiden are all true... they are all thinking when they leave. Although Niang hates your uncle so much... but the mother is also grateful to him..."

"A mother..."

"If it weren't for him... I made a piece of chess, how can I see you again... and... tell you..." Rong Rong leaned slowly and leaned over, she trembled, reached out, and then moved to Nangong.驷 tightly embraced in my arms.

"Auntie before she left, the last thing she regretted was..." She choked and cried, but not because she was once again controlled by Xu Shuanglin. She hugged her child so tightly, she said, "I am the most What I regret is that I have never been, I have never held you so well. I have never held you like this... I am..."

"Auntie also loves you."

Nangong Yu has been crying: "I know... I know, mother, I already know."

Suddenly, the earth began to vibrate again, and he slammed his eyes and opened his eyes. He muttered: "The **** contract will be torn apart..."

"what?"

"The **** contract is torn apart! I am here, I can see it every day!" Rong Hao suddenly nervous. "Hey, you can't have something, I want to stop him... I want to stop Nangong... ..."

Nangong rubbed her tears and pulled her: "Aunt, what have you seen here? What **** contract is torn?"

"You listen." Rong Rong paused, his eyes contracted, and it seemed to be subject to people at the same time, but she was biting the roots, and with the flesh and mind, the life blocked the control of the Jane Blacks. "You listen, Nangong Fushi collected five martial arts martial arts. These five martial arts have consumed a million people of blood. Together they can break the bond between the dragon and the Nangong family."

"Break the tie?!"

"Yes, Dragon Barn is the first to be cut off."

Nangong stunned: "So the zombies that suddenly burst up outside are actually because the dragon ribs were cut off, so they got rid of the control?"

"This is exactly the case." Rong Yu hoared, "The second one is the dragon scale."

Nangong’s thoughts on the snakes that he had encountered were all made by dragon scales.

"Third, is the dragon tail."

Nangong’s eclipse said: “The shock that was just that was the break of the dragon’s tail?!”

"Yes, then the dragon head, and finally the dragon body." Rong said, "Once Nangong is successful with the fifth magical weapon, the whole mountain will lose control...more... no longer recognize too The head is the main..."

Her expression was painful again. She couldn't say more words at the moment. Xu Shuanglin seemed to have noticed her actions and was trying to embezzle her body.

Tolerance and low mourning, the long, pale fingers are tightly buried between the hairpins: "No...no..."

"A Niang!"

"Hey, hey..."

His voice made her suddenly wake up again. She was like a thirsty person who got Ganquan. She held him tightly and looked a little helpless.

That was the helplessness he had never seen on her face.

Nangong’s heartache was like a cut. He held her in his arms. Before he was a child, Auntie was always very cold, very serious, and rarely hugged him.

Now he can finally protect her mother.

Although it is only a mirror of the water, but in a body, hiding some of the consciousness before life, even the soul is no longer there.

It is enough.

With her body in her arms, she shivered slightly in the arms of Nangong. After a long time, she raised her face again, and her face was full of blood and tears as a precious piece.

Nangong licked his throat and raised his hand to help her wipe it, but how to wipe it was dirty, how to wipe it, those bloodstains could not be wiped off, and he closed his eyes in pain.

Rong Rong said: "I can feel him... He has already noticed me... I don't have much time... Listen, he cut off the blood, for... It is to be able to re-define with the dragon. At that time... ah!!"

She is confused and difficult to continue.

However, Nangong Temple has already understood it. The last bit of blood on his face has disappeared: "At that time, he was only listening to his own orders. We were in Lushan - one could not escape?!"

"Never be so..."

"Never!"

The mother and the child actually spoke in unison.

Nangong驷 looked down to see her mother: "Auntie knows what to do?"

"Nangong florist is not home..." Rong Yan's face flashed a chill. "He...he couldn't keep the precious pieces...so he was rebellious, so I can...recognize his inner heart... I know what to do - you listen to me."

With the arm of Nangong's arm, her eyes swept over an inch and then fell on her husband.

Because of the earthquake, Nangong Liu was awakened, holding his own basket of oranges, looking around in confusion, a look of unknown.

She stared at him like an eagle staring at the snake in the hole.

"You need to die alone." Zhu Lip Kai Qi, Rong Shudao, "Hey, you go kill him."