Chapter 157 Strong liquor goes with heroes (End)

Chapter 157 Strong liquor goes with heroes (End)

"Failed!" Guifo roared unwillingly, he lost again.

He stared deeply at the old guy not far away, and his body flashed and disappeared on the spot.

Qian Kui and others also stopped fighting. The mission had failed, and it would be meaningless to continue to entangle.

But in the blink of an eye, all of them stood beside Daogui, overlooking Jinyang City.

And these people just looked quietly, which brought great pressure to Qin Feng and his party.

Swish!

Several wind-breaking sounds sounded.

When they came to their senses, Zhen Tianyi and Yu Mei stood in front of everyone.

Liu Jianli held the sword in one hand, and her green hair slowly fell, protecting Qin Feng and others behind her.

The atmosphere was depressing, and the air was as thick as a quagmire. The two sides were on the verge of a fight, but neither side had the intention of taking the initiative.

At this moment, what everyone didn't expect was that Qin Feng actually trotted to Lao Li's side.

"Big brother (son-in-law)!" Lan Ningshuang and the other two couldn't help but exclaimed.

Qin Feng ignored him and quickly opened his eyes to observe Senior Li's body.

With his heart stripped away, he was like a candle in the wind, and the last bit of life left could be extinguished at any time.

"Think quickly, think carefully, there must be a way to keep Senior Li alive." Qin Feng's brain was working fast, and he went through the medical books he had read in his mind again and again.

However, how can humans survive without a heart?

Qin Feng gritted his teeth and clenched his fists, watching the light in Senior Li's eyes gradually dim, and a deep sense of powerlessness surged in his heart.

"Is it the kid from the Qin family?" Old Li said, his voice was so weak that it could only be heard clearly by putting it close to his ears.

He could no longer see anything.

"It's me." Qin Feng replied softly.

"Do you have any more wine?"

"Yes."

"Pour me a bowl."

"Okay." Qin Feng hurriedly took out the Immortal Drunk from the Xumi Ring, poured it into the wine bowl, brought it to Senior Li, and gently fed it into the latter's mouth.

All around, the spirits of the soldiers gathered and looked at Lao Li.

They seemed to be waiting for something.

"This wine is really fucking strong," Lao Li said with a smile, and then stood there straight, no longer breathing.

A gust of wind blew, and Lao Li's tattered clothes rustled.

Qin Feng heard it vaguely.

There were urgent horse hooves and horn sounds.

There were golden swords and iron horses, swallowing thousands of miles.

There were people drinking and singing in the battle.

Someone seemed to be shouting, who will fight with me again?

Huh

The wind started again.

One hundred thousand Yin spirits appeared, and the leader was Lao Li, wasn't he?

Huh

The wind came quickly and went quickly.

In the blink of an eye, one hundred thousand Yin spirits disappeared, and their mission was finally completed at this moment.

In the sky, the ghost Buddha said in a deep voice: "Since the mission failed, we have to do something to explain it when we go back."

There was murderous intent in his words.

The meaning of this sentence couldn't be more obvious.

However, Daogui looked at the faceless man in black robe below and sneered: "If you are not afraid of death, you can try it."

"What do you mean?" Qian Kui asked.

"That man is angry. If we really want to fight, even if we can take something away.

But in the end, there will be at most two people who survive." Daogui replied indifferently.

One of them is naturally himself, so who will be the other one?

The rest of them looked at each other, and they were all unsure.

The names of Nan Tianlong and Bei Guishou, who didn't know them in the past?

The ghost Buddha said unwillingly: "Jin Yun'e, go!"

"Oh." Jin Yun'e heard the words and hit his abdomen hard. His bloody mouth opened again and turned into a door.

Several people stepped into it one by one.

"Don't think about running!" Zhen Tianyi swung the silver-white long sword in his hand fiercely, and a sword energy cut through the sky.

The Daogui paused, pinched his right hand with two fingers, and actually shattered the sword energy!

He looked back and took a look, then walked into the void and disappeared into the sky with the others.

As the group of people retreated, the battle finally came to an end.

Looking at Jinyang City at this moment, it was already riddled with holes, with ruins everywhere.

How long would it take to repair such a broken city?

On the other side, Old Man Baili covered his right hand, and Tingyu Pavilion rose from the ground again.

The dragon beard pen appeared in his hand, and golden words jumped into the void. Another burst of white mist emerged, and in a short while, Jinyang City was completely covered.

In the surprised eyes of everyone, the damaged streets were repaired at a speed visible to the naked eye!

"Is this also the ability to see flowers in the fog?" Lan Ningshuang said in surprise with her beautiful eyes wide open.

Not far away, Qin Feng didn't care about the changes around him.

He just slowly put down the body of Senior Li.

The latter has been guarding a place for a lifetime, and it's time to lie down and rest.

On the other side, the mouth of nothingness opened again, and the ghost Buddha and his group continued to step out.

The surrounding environment was pitch black, with only the torches on both sides emitting a faint flame, illuminating the area within ten feet.

"Mission failed?" A disembodied voice sounded in the darkness.

The ghost Buddha said: "The heart of King Garuda was melted by the divine fire."

"The sword ghost is here, but he also lost his hand. Who is the other party?"

"The ghost leader is here." The sword ghost replied indifferently

"So that's it." The voice in the darkness groaned for a moment, then spoke again: "It's okay, those who plan big things don't fight for a day or a night.

You've worked hard."

After these words came out, silence returned.

Everyone retreated and disappeared into the darkness.

Only Daogui stood there. He looked at the base of his right hand, which was cracked and bleeding.

"Not bad, some progress."

Seven days passed quickly, and Jinyang City was as usual.

The vendors on both sides were hawking, and pedestrians were constantly coming and going on the street.

For ordinary people like them, the disaster seven days ago was just a dream.

In the lobby of the Qin Mansion, Er Niang asked curiously: "Why haven't I seen Feng'er these days?"

The second brother paused with his bowl and chopsticks: "Big brother has locked himself in the room recently."

"Locked in the room? What is he doing?"

Qing'er, who was standing aside, replied softly: "The eldest young master has been practicing calligraphy day and night, and he hasn't rested for a long time."

"Even if you want to practice calligraphy, you can't do this." Er Niang looked worried.

At this time, Qin Jianan, who was in the right position, put down his bowl and chopsticks and said, "Let him go."

The old wooden door was pushed open, making a creaking sound.

In the yard, the tools for brewing wine were all there, but there was a familiar figure missing.

Qin Feng stepped into the courtyard and walked to a corner.

If he remembered correctly, the cellar was in this location.

He turned and looked at Liu Jianli, who nodded slightly.

As the energy flowed out of his body, the entrance to the cellar slowly appeared.

Walking in, the lights were dim.

No one had changed the wick for a long time, so it was naturally about to run out of oil.

At a glance, the neat stone platform was full of the spirit tablets of the soldiers, and under the spirit tablets, there were jars of wine and water.

Qin Feng stroked the stone platform, and the place he touched was full of dust.

He kept moving forward until he reached the deepest part of the cellar and saw the unnamed spirit tablet.

After a long time, Qin Feng left the cellar.

And on the unnamed token, there was an extra name.

Outside Jinyang City, in the north, there is a high mountain.

Senior Li Yang's tomb is buried here.

Qin Feng took out a jar of Immortal Wine and placed it in front of the tombstone. Then he gathered his fingertips and kept carving on the stone tablet.

The vigorous and powerful handwriting slowly emerged.

I saw——

"Live as a hero, die as a ghost hero.

Go to Fengdu to recruit old subordinates with a smile, and kill the demons with a flag of 100,000."

The moment the inscription was engraved, the clear light rushed into the sky.

Outside Tingyu Pavilion, the old man Baili suddenly shouted "Good!"

Then he raised the wine bowl, facing the north, and drank it all in one gulp.

Strong liquor should be matched with heroes.

PS: The first volume of the Forbidden Yang City chapter is over, and the fifth update is presented!

Today's fifth update is not to prove that I am good, but to make those readers who say I am short pay the price!

Um, cough, and there is no more five updates on Saturday.

It's okay to grow once or twice occasionally, but if it keeps growing, the body will not be able to bear it, so