Great Sui Storyteller

Chapter 621 620. Final Warning
Li Shimin thought that this rescue would take a long time.

Unexpectedly, within less than a stick of incense, he suddenly saw a golden light shining in the night sky.

here we go! ?
His heart tightened, but within ten breaths, suddenly, the surrounding soil surged, followed by the clang of the iron chain.Shou Jing grabbed a cage still hung with iron chains and gravel, and walked out from the soil.

The moment he appeared, Xuanzang, who had been sitting cross-legged in meditation, slapped the crumbling cage away with his palm, and then snapped the iron chain that penetrated the collarbone of the three of them with two clicks, and took out from his sleeve the cage that Sun Simiao left behind. The elixir was fed into the mouths of the three of them.

"I'm fine, save them both!"

Du Ru said quickly with a hoarse voice.

Shou Jing said directly:
"Monk, take a trip and send the two of them back to Beijie. You, go back on a chasing thunder!"

He was referring to Li Shimin.

But Xuanzang didn't say anything, he didn't even ask Li Zhen, after hearing Shoujing's words, he directly raised the two comatose men with one hand and said:
"open circuit!"

The words fell, and the soil collapsed silently, creating a path leading to the outside.

As soon as Monk Xuanzang stepped on his shoes, his magical powers were fully released, and the person had disappeared.

And Shou Jing continued:

"Hurry up! ... Oh yes, by the way, pull out the needle in Lao Du's brain, I don't know how to do this. Then you hurry back to Beijie, don't delay saving people!"

"Where did Li Shouchu go!?"

"He was left behind."

Keep your eyes calm:

"He is now surrounded by the Xianfeng Army."

"what!?"

Li Shimin's expression tightened, and while he was looking for the needle in the back of Du Ruhui's head that was inserted into the Baihui acupoint to block his spiritual thoughts, he urged:

"Then why don't you rescue him quickly?"

"I can't save it."

Unexpectedly, after hearing his words, Shou Jing shook her head directly:
"That city... I can't get in."

"……why?"

"Because the energy of heaven and earth inside has been blocked...don't ask me what's going on, I don't know. But if Li Shouchu can't use the Golden Light Curse, then I won't be able to dig up the dirt, so..."

Speaking of this, Shou Jing suddenly fell silent.

At this moment, Li Shimin found and pulled out a thin needle that was so long, about as long as a finger.

This kind of needle has no technical content, and it can be made by a blacksmith with a little skill.

And its function is not only to sew clothes, but also to pierce practitioners' acupoints to make them immobile.

Simple and rude, but extremely useful.

It is a must for blockade practitioners.

When the needle was pulled out, Lao Du's Qi of the world around him immediately swelled, but he didn't bother to check his injury, and asked directly:

"So what?"

"..."

Shou Jing slightly shook his head:

"He's trying to make peace."

"Peace talks!???"

Li Shimin's voice was full of absurdity.

Ke Shoujing nodded:
"He is fighting for the last chance of life for these people..."

"Then we have to hurry to save...huh?"

Suddenly, Li Shimin was taken aback:
"What did you say?"

"I said... oh."

Shou Jing let out a long sigh:
"They, Sun Hua, Xianfeng Army, all of them... have been surrounded."

"..."

"..."

……

"Li Shouchu?"

Under the protection of the guards, Sun Hua walked to the front of the soldiers step by step stepping on the dissipated golden light of the tower.

"Cough cough..."

Li Zhen coughed twice, and stood up from the ground in a bit of embarrassment.

That hit seemed to hit him hard, and when he got up, his whole body was shaking a little.

Feelings of spinning around in the sky flickered in his mind, causing him to have double images when he saw people.

Shaking his head, finally seeing the face under the torch clearly, Li Zhen nodded:

"Well, it's me. Sun Hua?"

"Well, it's me."

Not happy or angry, Sun Hua responded calmly.

Then, he looked at the Taoist in front of him and said:
"Why didn't you see that monk?"

"...Are you still planning to trouble the Bodhi Temple?"

After wiping the blood-stained corner of his mouth, Li Zhen's tone was absurd.

Then, without waiting for the other party's answer, he tentatively gathered Qi a few times, and after finding that it had no effect, he asked:
"What method is this?"

"A means specially prepared for cultivators."

Sun Hua said flatly.

"……How did you do it?"

Li Zhen looked left and right, and continued to ask.

"Do you think you have a chance to find out?"

"Is that so..."

With a bit of emotion on his face, Li Zhen coughed a few more times:

"Ahem... Ho~~TUI~"

He spat out a mouthful of bloody phlegm, and felt comfortable in his lungs.

He said:
"How can this matter end?"

"You die, the monk dies, the three people who escaped from me, and Li Shimin who killed my brothers die, and it will be over."

"You are..."

Hearing Sun Hua's calm words, Li Zhen shook his head suddenly:
"Let's say you're smart. From the arrangements you've made to the methods you've done so far, you're quite smart and a person with a real brain. But why are you so stubborn sometimes? Well, I can die, and so can Du Ruhui. Tang Jian and lawyer Pei can also die. But do you really dare to kill the monk and Li Shimin?

That monk is the person who is most likely to become a Buddha in 500 years, and everyone in the Bodhi Temple regards him as a treasure.Not to mention killing him, if you can really break his golden body, the three gods and monks of Bodhi Temple will come out to trouble you.Not to mention Li Shimin's side, if you dare to kill him, do you really think that Li Yuan won't bring those tiger and wolf soldiers to fight Feng Yi? "

"It is the fate of my brothers and me to die on the battlefield."

Facing Li Zhen's question, Sun Hua's voice was still calm and confused:
"I haven't fought Li Yuan before, so I don't know. It doesn't matter if you win or lose. It's the rules in this world."

"...What about the Bodhi Temple?"

"I'm not afraid. The skills are not as good as others, and I have nothing to say about being killed."

"So what are you planning?"

Li Zhen became more and more puzzled.

"You, killed my brothers, my comrades. I want to avenge them."

Listening to this bandit logic, a trace of absurdity to the distorted expression appeared in Li Zhen's rare expression:
"……It's that simple?"

"It's that simple."

There was no emotion in the extremely calm voice.

But anyone can hear the reasonable truth and determination in it.

After finishing speaking, looking at the absurd Taoist, he continued to ask:
"Any last words?"

"Now you don't need to keep me fishing for that monk?"

Li Zhen couldn't see any fear on his face, but he was still making the last effort:

"I can't move Qi, and you seem to be unable to move Qi. Although you have many people, you may not be able to kill me. On the contrary, if you want to kill me, you seem to have to die a lot of people. The life debt of your brothers is too expensive. I can’t bear it, and I don’t want to.”

"so?"

Looking at the man in front of him, Li Zhen shook his head:
"So, I don't want to be missed by a group of people wherever I go in the future, or make some kind of resurgence. And since you have decided to do something to me now, then in the next time, I will take you , and your comrades are all regarded as enemies. I will not hold back, will not be merciful, I will solve you once and for all, and see if I can contact you to solve your lair in Feng Yi. Sun Hua...Think carefully. I'm not joking!"

Taoist looked extremely serious, even more serious than when he was in Pegasus City.

"Don't compare me with Li Shimin and the opponents you met before. I hate killing people... But if you really decide to go this far, then I will do everything possible to kill you all, no Surrender, if you don’t admit defeat, you will all die, so... Please think carefully, I don’t mean to be joking. You’d better, think carefully.”

But facing his persuasion, Sun Hua's expression was still extremely calm:

"Oh, are you done?"

After the words fell, he raised his hand.

"Zheng!"

"Zheng!"

"Zheng!"

"Zheng!"

On both sides of the alley, countless soldiers drew their knives from their waists.

Although there was no faint blue color, the sense of killing in the air, as well as the rusty smell of blood, had already permeated the entire sky.

"...One last warning, Sun Hua."

Seeing this, the Taoist also stood up straight.

With that said, he cleared his mouth:
"The tower is big."

hum.

"Li Lao Liu."

hum.

"Q."

hum.

"Carry the pot and rush!"

hum.

"Yan Nantian."

hum.

"Yang Guo."

buzz~
"ruthless."

hum.

"Jing Ke."

Call ~
"Meng Xinghun."

hiss~
"Fu Hongxue."

hum~
"Wang Chongyang!"

hum~
"Zhang Sanfeng!"

huh~~~~~~
Or golden light, or hazy mist.

Accompanied by that soaring Yang Guo and the golden eagle disappeared into the sky.

The gust of wind blown by the wings blew away all the bloody smell, leaving only a ecstasy of the back that disappeared into the night sky.

The bursts of coercion that were not brought about by the shock of the qi of heaven and earth collided with the murderous aura.

Surrounded by clouds of mist, Li Zhen looked at Sun Hua's face full of doubts and incomprehension, and said solemnly:

"I'm only talking about the last time. It's still too late to admit defeat. Otherwise, I'll kill you to pieces. Don't force me."

He said it firmly.

But after Sun Hua was stunned, he suddenly laughed.

Finally, he showed an expression other than calm.

He smiled, and several soldiers in front of him quickly stepped forward, holding shields and long knives, one shield after another was put together, completely concealing Sun Hua's figure.

"Then try it."

His voice became erratic.

"I'll wait and see."

After the words fell, the front and rear soldiers seemed to have received some signal, and they all uttered a loud shout:
"kill!!!"

The shouts fell, and the people in the front rushed over.

"……Ugh."

Li Zhen let out a long sigh.

With a wave of sleeves:
"Kill them all."

"Buzz buzz!!!"

The golden kitchen knife spun immediately.

And with the sword lights flying forward, all those figures remembered in books and history rushed towards the enemies with a trace of mist.

(End of this chapter)