Chapter 1735 Flaw
The word cause and effect is too heavy, so heavy that it doesn’t sound like something coming from the mouth of such a young child, but he said it very seriously. At this moment, there seemed to be some kind of saying. Something unknown is moving, and the gears of fate are turning and interlocking with each other, slowly dragging an irresistible ending towards them in the distance.
But Wen Zhao didn't care about everyone's gaze at this moment, and slowly unfolded the newspaper scroll in his hand. In an instant, a heavy sense of vicissitudes of life filled the air, as if what he unfolded was not a scroll, but a whole forgotten history. .
The shadows of objects in the scroll emerged, and time passed. After a moment, several figures dressed in completely different eras slowly stepped out, as if they had walked directly out of the dust of history.
The leader was naturally Wang Yanhou. Most of the people present had never seen him before and were so frightened by that terrifying face that they couldn't help but retreat.
There were several people standing next to Wang Yanhou, both men and women, and they were dressed differently. There were dancers wearing cheongsams and heavy makeup, and there were young gentlemen wearing top hats, gold-rimmed glasses, and suits and leather shoes.
As Hou Yanyan appeared, black ashes began to float in the air. He raised his eyes and looked at Jiang Cheng and Fatty. Everyone could feel the complexity in his eyes. For some reason, Fatty suddenly recalled Wangyan. A fate that Hou once told himself.
There seemed to be something pulling him and the doctor, causing them to get together at a certain fixed time and separate at a certain fixed time, without even having time to say goodbye properly.
"Dad!" Wen Zhao's crisp voice interrupted everyone's thoughts. Wen Zhao rushed out and hugged Wang Yanhou's arm.
Wang Yanhou sighed softly and stroked Wen Zhao's head with his rough palm, "Wen Zhao, you didn't talk nonsense to your brothers, did you?"
Wen Zhao shook his little head firmly, "No."
Wang Yanhou nodded and looked at the person beside him, an old man wearing a feather fan and scarf, with an aura of awe, "Qi Gong Brother, I’m going to trouble you,” said Hou Yanyan.
The old man slowly raised the feather fan in his hand, but did not wave it very much. Everyone was surprised to find that the white mist under the huge pit actually boiled, and then dissipated at an extremely fast speed.
The appearance of Wang Yanhou gave Jiang Cheng a strange feeling, as if he knew everything and everything that had happened before. The fact that he could bring this old man who could dispel the white mist also confirmed this. .
As the white mist gradually dissipated, a figure in the center of the giant pit was exposed. The moment they saw the figure clearly, everyone couldn't help but take a breath.
It was an object that could barely be seen to be human-shaped. It seemed that it had been violently burned by strong light, and the whole person had become like a piece of coke.
The human figure still maintains the posture before death, leaning as far back as possible. The only remaining left arm is still maintaining defensive movements, while the right arm has disappeared along with the smaller half of the body, and the wounds are shocking. , as if torn alive by a huge force.
"It's the old president." Someone said in a hoarse voice.
No one can think of anything else that could still keep the body roughly intact in the center of the giant pit.
But now, looking at this, the old president cannot die anymore.
Except for the old president, everyone in the night watch, whether it was the unstoppable monk who broke the rules or the commander of the night watch, the candle bearer, all disappeared, not even a small piece of body was left behind.
“Hmm”
Su An, who was standing at the end of the team, suddenly trembled violently. He stared at the old president’s broken body as if he had seen a ghost.
The next second, under the shocked eyes of everyone, the old president’s body suddenly moved. Although the amplitude was very small, it really moved.
The burned and semi-crystalline skin was torn apart bit by bit with the movement, and black mist began to surge out of the unrecognizable face. As the mist gradually solidified, the old president's face was dark. Two milky white eyes appeared in the eye sockets.
"He's not dead yet!"
Such a terrifying weapon did not kill the old president. This discovery made everyone's relaxed hearts rise again. They could not guess what kind of weapon it was. monster.
At this moment, someone has taken the lead and will not give the opponent a chance to breathe. Without a single dodge, he appears in front of the old president and chops his head with a knife. But the next second, the blade is cut by the old president. The president grabbed it in his hand, and the collision between the two actually made the sound of metal and stone hitting each other. The invincible blade was unable to break through the palm of the old president's hand at this moment.
Countless vines pierced out from the ground and instantly covered the old president's body. Mr. Shui also took action. Wu's sword sounded the clarion call for attack. Lady Dahe, the old general Yan Can, and the undertaker, Ghost-faced Granny and even Su Xiaoxiao, who was guarding his brother, also rushed forward.
The old president is at the end of his rope anyway. If he is given a chance to breathe, everyone here will die.
"Fight him!"
After these people, the remaining folk masters also took action, hitting the old president with countless moves at once. No one had any reservations anymore, and the anger suppressed in their hearts One brain burst out.
But even though the old president is only a broken body, his strength is still unfathomable. There is no need to dodge the ordinary moves that hit him. Only a few people in the center are surrounding the old president.
The green vines exploded one after another with a casual wave of the old president's hand, and Mr. Shui who was hiding among them was forced to escape in embarrassment. If not for the support of Empress Dahe, Mr. Shui would have been eaten by just this move. deficit.
Old General Yan Can hit the old president on the shoulder with a stick. The huge force knocked half of his body into the ground, but the damage caused was very little. The old president grabbed the long stick with his backhand, A strange force spreads along the other end of the long stick Then, a surprising scene appeared. The long stick made of stone actually became transparent little by little, showing signs of crystallization. The next second, the stone stick shattered, and the old general Yan Can also spat out a mouthful of blood. Out, the whole person flew out upside down.
"Shoulders! His shoulders are the flaw!" Old General Yan Can struggled to get up and yelled at everyone.
Twenty years ago, Xia Tan injured the old president’s shoulder, and 20 years later, Gong Zhe used that folding knife to severely injure the same position. If we must say that such a thing has flaws, it must be There.
He moved without hearing the words, and swung his sword with an ordinary sword. In an instant, the sword light appeared one after another, like a turbulent wave. However, as the old president stretched out his hand and gave it a fierce squeeze, thousands of sword lights appeared. But it suddenly shattered.
But in the next second, two small black hands came out from behind the old president. One touched the milky white eyes, and the other touched the old president’s face, which only had two rows of black and yellow teeth left. mouth.
With the touch of that hand, the milky white eyeball of the left eye disappeared, but the hand that touched the mouth was bitten hard. The old president grabbed it with his backhand and screamed in pain but could not escape. The strange baby's cheek was torn, its mouth opened to an incredible angle, and it bit the strange baby's head into pieces. (End of chapter)