Jun Li's heart was shocked. "Suhu Bird God?"

"Yes, Ping'er's father has a close relationship with the Suzaku God. He may have told him. However, Suzaku was charged with treason soon after and was taken to the Heavenly Prison, so he should have no chance."

"...rebellion?" Gu Xiaomeng bit her lip.

"The emperor has changed his name now, and the charge of treason...maybe...is no longer applicable." Cheng Fangyu said.

"If it is the Suzaku God..." Gu Shizhong also pondered. "If he had not died in prison, he might have the ability to take advantage of the changes in the times to find an opportunity to turn things around."

Jun Li's heart tightened and said, "Will the Tuoba Sect Master and his brother-in-law go to Lin'an this time be equivalent to - entering a dangerous situation!"

The few people were all nervous, and forgot to pay attention to the situation in the valley. Suddenly, they heard the person walking in front of them shouting, "Someone!" As soon as they finished speaking, a strange laugh had already flowed out of the air, sharp and harsh - everyone was shocked and stopped, not only because of this suddenness, but also because of the unpleasantness of the laugh - especially the thorny, almost reaching out to cover their ears. She had never heard such a sharp howling like a demon and a ghost crying, but it was actually a laugh.

At the same time, a large number of men in black came out of the narrow valley in front of him. What Jun Li remembered first was the scene of "the pocket of a little ghost suddenly opened" in the story of gods and demons told by his master when he was a child. It was so terrifying that he was thrilling with this laughter that was rising and falling. And it was still not clear who came from this group of people.

But in a moment, it was just a time to draw out the weapons and guard against each other. The smile had reached a very close place, and it was like the smile was running long legs. A black shadow suddenly rose from the ground, several feet apart, and rushed into the crowd. Cheng Fangyu became more and more likely to hit him, but the man was slippery like a loach, and he turned around and easily resolved and turned out. He was shocked, and the man's delicate voice was already smiling at Jun Lijian, "Who did you say he was - entering the danger?"

This sentence also became loud and lower as the man stumbled, and it seemed to appear and faintly. In addition, he said it in a sharp voice, which made people stand up and stand up. Everyone had already raised their weapons and stood back to back as a circle of full vigilance, but they were not careful that the figure was like a ghost. Before the word "天" was finished, Jun Li felt that his body was suddenly surrounded by a powerful force, and he was moving away like this. Suddenly, he was almost as short as he had not even dizzy. He was several feet away, and the sharp voice was laughing wildly above his head. A thin hand with green nails shining on his throat was pinching him, making him almost breathless.

The few people just felt a strong wind rushing around them. In shock, no one had time to touch the corner of the man's clothes. Jun Li had already reached the other party's hands. Gu Xiaomeng shouted "Jun Li", but when he saw this, he did not dare to step forward.

The man behind Jun Li was obviously very short, but he was standing on a big stone, so he was one head higher than his head, with a proud expression. He was extremely thin, with blue veins on his forehead and temples burst out, his cheeks sunken, and almost nothing to his chin. Even with such an ugly face, he smiled loudly. Thinking of his ability as soon as possible, even Gu Shizhong, Cheng Fangyu and others had seen many people in the world, and they were also a little cold.

"You monster, let people go!" The first step forward was the sting. The weapon in her hand should be the sword that was taken from the officers and soldiers. The blade was narrow and long and not very curved. She pointed the tip of the blade at the man and glared at him.

"Spikes are back!" Gu Xiaomeng hurriedly stretched out his left hand to circle her, but she didn't. She still remembered that last night, Tspikes attacked Chen Fengming so recklessly, and the pain she suffered later was much greater than others. Now this person is even more a master than Chen Fengming. How could she let her daughter be injured again? She was about to step in front of Tspikes, and suddenly a dark gray shadow flashed between her and the weird man.

She felt a stern in her heart. This person was clearly Chen Fengming who was taken away by Lingli.

Chen Fengming frowned, and looked at the weird man firmly and said, "Mas, what do you mean?"

The few people were even more shocked and thought to themselves that this weird person was the half sentence "The Neck of the Horse" in "Black Bamboo Double Kill". The double Killing was all over, and Jun Li was still in the hands of the other party. Can these people be dealt with? But seeing that the two seemed to be arguing, they suppressed their minds and calmed down.

Mas laughed strangely and said, "Why, I'm leaving anyway, so why don't I have fun?"

"Don't make trouble, you will hear the sharp words too." Chen Fengming said.

"Hey, it's better not to mention the sharp-eyedness to me-I thought I could kill him for a hundred people today, but when he came, he didn't get ten. I want me to sell him face, hum, then I have to give me some prizes, right?"

Chen Fengming said with disdain and hatred: "I knew something would happen if I didn't look at you, but it would be fine if you touch others. If he causes trouble, he will even be unlucky even if I turn back!"

"I'm the one who special picks him!" Mas shouted. "Who told the Taoist to take his annoying sword in his hand, and I feel more uncomfortable when I see it. Why, can the Ling, who turned around, kill me? He will make a profit if he exchanged for so many people!"

But Gu Xiaomeng and others had lost their color. They had not seen the people at the door who were twisted and died tragically, but Jun Li was now pinched by his claw like pliers and did not die immediately, but this person still wanted to "play"!

From Jun Li's perspective, he tried to look up at Mas, and he felt that his face was so ugly that it was beyond words. He was not dead yet, but no one would think that this was a good thing. Mas's hand strength was getting heavier little by little. He could even feel that the trachea was forced to be left with only a very thin line, barely able to maintain his breathing. This feeling was enough to be considered life worse than death. He gritted his teeth and tried to pull the black sword in his hand, but the blade was not as long as it was unsheathed. He pressed down with a thousand pounds of force and easily pushed back his sword hilt. He looked up and saw a smug smile on the corner of his lips.

In his insufficient breath, his mind quickly became drowsy, and his sense of powerlessness surged out, becoming more and more intense. Going forward, he only saw Chen Fengming's hesitant brows, Gu Xiaomeng's teeth that were clenched, saw the thorny eyes that were tearful, and saw...

What else did he see? He couldn't see clearly and vaguely lowered his head. Yes, his hand was still tightening on his swallowing, but it seemed that it was about to end soon.

In the haze, he felt that he had let go of the sword in his hand. His limbs had lost consciousness and nothing could hold it - he couldn't even hold his own life, let alone a sword? The remaining consciousness began to run around, thinking that he was indeed useless, but even if he was very useful, he would still die. When could he hold such a thing as life in his own hands?

So, it was indeed wrong to come back this time? Didn’t the master say that “relationship is shallow” long ago, but I still have a chance to be lucky. It’s better to die, but in front of so many people who care about me, I can’t help feeling sad and embarrassed. If I have a next life, I hope I will have the opportunity to be optimistic about the birth date and horoscope before being reincarnated, so that I can save my life so much trouble.

There were such a lot of thoughts in his mind. He didn't know whether he was dead, alive, dizzy or awake. But suddenly he heard Mas screaming angrily, "Do you dare to fight me!" Then there was a bang, his head turned and he knelt heavily on the stone behind him. After a moment of awakening, a severe pain followed. He couldn't move, and something hot was flowing out from his temple, flowing all over his cheeks, making his dizzy mind dizzy. The oppression on his neck seemed to be gone, but maybe he had been forced for too long and his breathing could not recover...

Then, screams, screams, roars... He couldn't open his eyes, and could only hear these. Someone came to him and helped him up. "Jun Li?" He heard the man trembling voice calling himself. His voice was old, probably his adoptive father. He wanted to answer, but he couldn't answer, and his adoptive father held his head with his hands. "Jun Li, you... hold on." He heard his crying. It was really a cry. Is this feeling happy or unfortunate? Is it a blessing or a misfortune to leave this world in the arms of an elder who cares about him? If possible, he really wanted to say something to his adoptive father, but the matter of life and death came too suddenly. Only now he regretted it, but he could not say anything...

Suddenly, the support disappeared. Jun Li fell down and fell to the ground. What he heard was an indescribable smug smile, accompanied by more exclamations.

"Dad!" He heard Gu Xiaomeng shouting.

"Jun Li!" This should be the voice of his adoptive father, but for some reason, it became far away in just a moment. Then he was pulled up by someone, and the vicious hand squeezed his throat again.

"Let him go!" - Even with his eyes closed, he could feel that this time it was a thorn, just like that day, like a little swallow who was throwing into the forest, hitting the wind with a fierce wind. His little body actually staggered the person who had not yet grasped him firmly. Mas screamed strangely, holding Jun Li with one hand and trying to grab the thorn with the other hand. There was already a burst of exclamation around him, and Jun Li, he was only sane, but he couldn't open his eyes, and he couldn't even look at the thorn.

Suddenly, Jun Li felt that he had fallen again. The hand that was placed in his throat was forced to leave again. A voice shouted angrily, "Stop, Mas!" Before he fell to the ground, he was held back again. This time the person who supported him was a thorn. He trancedly smelled a nice smell on her body. Before he could feel strange, he realized that it was because his hearing was gradually fading away, and only smell was left...

All the sounds were gone, and he could only smell the moisture in the air. Is it going to rain, or... or is it crying?

It suddenly seemed to be broken, broken into many subtleties. He couldn't explain it clearly. He didn't know what happened in the next long period of time.

When he had no sense of smell, he was left with nothingness.

It was not until a warm force surged into his body that he had such a little strength to gather the broken tiny fines again and became consciousness. He opened his eyes slightly, and the moon-white clothes reflected in his eyes. Is it sharp? I think so, if he hadn't come, how could the thorn be lucky? Who would have been able to control Mas? I think this warm force was also him saving himself, so the thorn had already walked away, and only he fell on the grass. However, opposite, several feet away, it seemed that there was another person who was lying like himself; like himself, his body was covered with bright red.

Who was the one who was lying? He couldn't see clearly and wanted to shout, but he realized that he still didn't make any sound.

In the noise, he heard Gu Xiaomeng's voice, Cheng Fangyu's voice, and thorny sound, passing by his ears. But why is there no adoptive father in it? That - who was the first to support his adoptive father?

He had a terrible thought in his mind that he had to use these eyes that he had finally opened to find his adoptive father. However, before he could find hard, tears came out of his eyes. Did his body know earlier than his mind - he knew that the person he was lying several feet away was the person he wanted to find?

"What's wrong with him?" He spoke, but he couldn't speak, leaving only the mouth shape that no one could understand, just like the fish with slightly opened lips when they were dying.

"Jun Li won't be a problem, right?" He heard Gu Xiaomeng ask Ling Li in a hoarse voice. Obviously, no one of them was aware of it. He actually had consciousness and he had something to ask.

The more he was afraid, he decided to express it with his actions. He wanted to support himself. He curled up his hands and supported the ground with force - he never thought that this would be so difficult, but with this support, the fine gathering of his strength suddenly dissipated, so that even his spiritual consciousness was gone.

He fell down again. It was his whole mind that fell down.

He couldn't hold on, but he fell into a thorough and deep coma.
Chapter completed!