I'm really a life player

Chapter 131 The Handler (25)

Su Yang looked at the scene in shock, the female cultivator gritted her teeth to prevent herself from crying, the little boy protected by the talisman array grabbed the edge of the plastic bucket with both hands, and stared blankly at the direction the male cultivator was flying to. Grip the rim of the bucket with both hands.

The heavy rain continued, as if it would never stop.

The female cultivator finally regained her senses, climbed down the tree trunk, and pulled up the little boy who was about to be washed away by the flowing water.

The two climbed up the tree again in silence, the nun covered her head on her knees, and could faintly hear sobbing from the period.

After a long while, the little boy stretched out his hand, tried his best to grab the nun's clothes, and whispered, "Where did that big brother go?"

The female cultivator shook her body, and said sullenly after a while, "That's a liar."

The little boy's eyes were flickering with mist, and he asked again: "Did he die like his parents?"

The female cultivator was silent, she got up and patted the little boy's head: "Maybe he just went to a far away place."

"Father said that if one day he doesn't come to me anymore, he will die." The little boy said in a very soft voice, looking at the vast water, "Mom also told me that if that day comes, he will die." It means I've grown up."

"..."

The confusion and timidity in the little boy's eyes gradually disappeared, and he stretched out his hand again to grab the nun's clothes and said:

"Big sister, I actually know that when a person dies, he doesn't go to a far away place, but he will never come back again, but Xiaoli is too young, so she can only watch her parents protect the car at home, and then It was washed away by the flood..."

Su Yang froze for a moment, then sighed deeply.

He thought of the spiritual power barrier protecting the car. It didn't look that strong, it was just a thin layer, but it firmly covered the car, despite the impact of the water waves of the Great Demon Territory. feel bad.

This kind of ending is not what he wants to see. The flash of humanity is not the salvation of everyone, but only the protection of the person he loves the most.

Seeing that the female cultivator didn't speak for a long time, the little boy looked a bit disappointed: "Is that big guy just now the monster that killed parents, mother and big brother?"

The female cultivator didn't stay silent any longer, she gritted her teeth and said, "It's called He Luoyu, the great monster of the East China Sea, He Luoyu."

"How can I kill it?"

The female cultivator looked at He Luoyu who had gone away and muttered to herself: "I don't know, I don't know, I want to kill it too..."

"Is there nothing Elder Sister can do?"

"In the same realm, the vast majority of monsters are stronger than human monks, not to mention the overlord of the waters like He Luoyu..." The female cultivator looked a little lonely, and said unwillingly, "I can't give it to the big monster waters. Steamed dry, the possibility of trying to kill it with brute force is too low."

The boy's eyes lit up, he tilted his head and said, "Then use fire, just boil the water like boiling water!"

"It's useless, the water in the Great Demon Territory...how could it be boiled dry."

The boy said unwillingly: "Father said, monks have the most powerful spells, sister, do you know the most powerful fire spells in the universe?"

"Fire technique?" She didn't pay much attention to it. Now she just felt overwhelmed by grief, and said casually, "Scarlet Sun Sword? First, but what's the use of that? The Burning Love Demon Sect has been wiped out for more than 100 years."

What she didn't say was that more than 200 years ago, Prince Yan, the master of the Burning Love Demon Sect, bumped into He Luoyu while exploring a certain cave in the East China Sea.

The great fire sword of Chiyang Excalibur did not ignite He Luoyu's great demon waters, but smashed the halberd into the sand, and accompanied Prince Yan to an unknown corner of the East China Sea.

A mere child actually had the idea of ​​burning He Luoyu to death. I have to say that it was a bit...

But she forced a smile, messed up the little boy's hair, and sighed: "Work hard, if you are promoted to the state of transforming gods sometime, holding a peerless demon weapon, maybe this can help me burn that guy to death Maybe."

"Demon weapon..." the little boy said in a low voice.

"It's an evil thing that allows you to gain power. The person who holds a demon weapon is called a weapon holder. It's not something that ordinary people can control. It's even more evil than a big demon."

"Is there a difference between demon weapons?" The little boy said with wide-eyed eyes.

"There should be no difference." The female cultivator suddenly thought of the legend her husband told her, and said in a different voice, "But since the Sword God, there is no demon weapon in the world that dares to rule the roost in front of Ba Snake Sword."

"Is it strong?"

In a daze, the female cultivator seemed to see that she was also facing him who was still in love with her with a confused face back then, and she asked such a question stupidly at that time.

She softly repeated what the liar said back then: "Very strong, according to legend, the sword god holding the Ba Snake sword suppressed a god, and since then, there has been a distinction between superior and inferior demon weapons.

If one day you really become the wielder of the Ba Snake Sword, child, promise me, if you have the power of a sword god, for my husband and for your parents, you must help us to He Luoyu revenge. "

The little boy nodded resolutely: "Xiaoli will work hard to finish it, my father told me that only by promising a thousand dollars will I show my true qualities as a man.

One day, Xiaoli will become the most powerful monk, and then she can turn around and protect the weak like me who have no resistance, so that they don't have to face villains like He Luoyu anymore. "

The female cultivator gave a miserable smile, she has such high ambition, it would be great if everything can really go as he wishes.

At this moment, Su Yang looked at Xiao Li who was holding on to the array in front of him tightly, and suddenly thought of that male cultivator who was arrogant and would blow up at the slightest touch.

With the same name, he is still practicing the Chiyang Divine Sword, and the most important thing is... that array.

He seemed to understand why Xiaoli and Xiaomo repeatedly emphasized that he wanted to snatch the Ba Snake Sword from the school girl.

His childhood stubbornness allowed him to forge ahead on the road of Chiyang Shenjian practice, which may have strengthened his determination. Perhaps in his opinion, as long as he can become the holder of the Ba Snake Sword, he will really be like himself. As promised back then, to become the most powerful monk in the world?
Teacher Su Yang never knew that Ba Snake Sword had such a glorious experience, being used as a weapon by a giant to slash a street of gods?

It’s just little brother Xiaoli, are you really sure that it was the Ba Snake Sword that made the Sword God suppress the gods, not the Sword God himself?

The gap between people is far more terrifying than you imagined!In front of some really powerful people, all the hard work you put in may be the result that they can easily achieve.

Among other things, Su Yang knows the depth of the junior girl very well. Her cultivation base does not come from the Ba Snake Sword at all, but from her own strength.

He later heard from his junior about the day when Shanhui attacked Chongming City.

Probably the main force is cooperating with the military to intercept He Luoyu outside the southeast coast, and the members of the big divisions such as Lingjiao Division and Pingning Division who do not have combat functions are divided into three groups to suppress those who accompanied He Luoyu to the coast. Aquatic spirit beast.

As for Shanhui...

　Fluttering Street Diary: As expected, the first order should not exceed 200, as expected of me (kimbo)
　　
　
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