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Chapter 252 Falling

Be patient when you have to, and don't be short of breath.

Be ruthless when it's time to be ruthless, and don't be soft-hearted.

Those who can find a balance between the two are the ones who are alive and well, and know how to protect themselves whenever and wherever they can.

Among the four brothers, the best one is Lao Liu. It can be said that he is hypocritical in the market. It can also be said that he talks about people and ghosts. Even Lao Kang is not as good as him.

In comparison, Zhao Sanyuan and Lu Xiucai appear to be more pure. It is not certain whether they can be patient when they should be patient, but they will definitely be cruel when they should be cruel.

The sea of ​​trees is rolling in waves!

Copper coins are like flying knives!

The Painted Skin Ghost struggled to its death, and its hideous and terrifying body was cut into pieces.

Lu Xiucai also understood the principle of taking advantage of illness to kill someone.

When the copper coins were flying, he quickly opened the seals with his hands, and the Buddha's light and wisdom were in his palms. Two demon-subduing pestles dragged the stream of light towards him, hitting the painted-skinned ghost's head in the middle.

When it comes to ruthlessness, the two brothers are serious.

"Do not--"

With a shrill cry, Su'er didn't care anymore. It rolled up the scroll and rushed towards the Painted Skin Ghost, but at this time, Lao Liu, who was tied up, did not block its way anymore.

Because it is not necessary.

After being beaten to that level of virtue, Painted Skin Ghost will definitely die, and the Great Lixian knows Zhao Sanyuan very well. At this point, even if the King of Heaven comes, I can't save Painted Skin Ghost.

"Help me quickly——"

The painted-skinned ghost, already riddled with holes, roared loudly.

But Zhao Sanyuan no longer gave it any chance to speak.

Kick the Painted Skin Ghost's head to pieces.

Lu Xiucai arrived in a blink of an eye. He knocked on the wreckage with the Ksitigarbha chime in his hand and recited a spell.

All the remaining limbs and severed arms of the Painted Skin Ghost were put into the Ksitigarbha chime, and not a single bit was left.

Zhao Sanyuan's right hand sword finger points on the upper edge of the Ksitigarbha chime, and his left hand performs Taiyi Hunyuan Jue, his eyes wide open with anger.

"break!"

The Ksitigarbha chime exploded suddenly, turning into powder in mid-air bit by bit and shattering into dust, leaving not even a dreg behind.

Lao Kang in the distance breathed a sigh of relief and quickly dispersed the spell to remove the barrier. Fortunately, his body was very flexible. Otherwise, if it had been delayed for a while and a half, his wrist would have been twisted and broken by the Five Elements Demon Luo Star Disk, or he would have taken the initiative to disperse. Can't give up.

Pulling upwards with five fingers, the plate returns to its original twelve-layered appearance. The plate no longer rotates. The blood soaked in it dries up quickly. Except that the color on the plate is brighter, there is no difference from before.

The waves of the sea of ​​trees gradually disappeared together.

The stage was still a tattered one that looked like a battlefield. The audience who had been possessed by the madness also fainted to the ground with the complete demise of the Painted Skin Ghost. Their lives were not in danger for the time being. At most, they had consumed a lot of energy. You'll wake up after a while.

The only person present who couldn't accept the reality was Su'er who was rushing over.

His face was ashen and he felt the world was spinning, and he realized what it means to be alive rather than dead.

Gone.

It's all gone.

Although the power of the spell will gradually disappear, the power has been buried in Jiang Yang's body for too long. Even if it disappears, it will take enough time.

Time, time.

But what Jiang Yang needs most is time.

The power of the curse has long been ingrained in his body, and he has half a foot in the gate of hell. If it weren't for the help of Lao Liu and Lao Shen, Jiang Yang would have been dragged down to the underworld last night.

Now that the Painted Skin Ghost is dead, the curse cannot be completely eradicated in a short time, and the best hope has been shattered.

Su'er's eyes were closed tightly, and her trembling eyelashes showed how unwilling she was.

But it did not express its anger at Zhao Sanyuan and others. It knew very well how abominable the Painted Skin Ghost was, and its deeds over the years were too numerous to describe, so it should have died long ago.

Is there anything wrong?

These people did nothing wrong.

In the beginning, everything went according to plan. However, Painted Skin Ghost was very thoughtful and used all the spectators present to counterattack the entire army in an attempt to survive. At the critical moment, there was no way to guarantee control first and then kill. It was absolutely right to consider the overall situation.

If you want to blame, blame yourself for being indecisive these years.

It seems that he wants to be safe and dare not take a gamble, but actually he wants to spend one more day, one moment, one second with his husband. If he is too aggressive, the Painted Skin Ghost will most likely kill Jiang Yang and everything about him.

It's true that fate has its way with people, and I didn't even want to, but I still reached this point.

Uncle Yan removed the binding, and Zhao Sanyuan's body trembled slightly.

Looking at the devastation after the big fuss, he didn't dare to look at Su'er's expression.

Is there anything wrong?

of course not.

Zhao Sanyuan knew very well that his choice could not be more correct.

But being at a loss does not mean that you are guilt-free.

Last night I promised that everything would be under control, but unexpectedly something unexpected happened.

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Zhao Sanyuan stretched out his palm and wanted to say something, but it was stuck in his throat, as if there was a heavy pressure on his chest, and he couldn't say even a single word.

If Su'er scolded, yelled, or even got into a fight, Zhao Sanyuan would not complain and would feel better.

However, Su'er is so sensible that it can figure everything out without any explanation. It doesn't say anything. The more it does this, the more uncomfortable Zhao Sanyuan feels.

Seeing that the atmosphere was too oppressive, Lao Liu, who had also removed his orifices, wanted to step forward to smooth things over, but was gently held back by Lao Kang.

At this time, language is too pale and weak.

Don't persuade others to be kind without their suffering. If Jiang Yang is your dearest and most beloved person, I believe no one will feel comfortable.

It would be fine if Su'er hadn't been involved. It would be too cruel to give someone hope and then crush it with his own hands.

"Eh? Whose girl is this? She is so beautiful even under the pink and white makeup. What if she gets into the hook bar? In time, she will definitely become famous in the capital."

Jiang Yang walked up to Su'er, who had already wiped off the paint on his face, revealing a handsome but weak face, so he made a surprised expression.

When Jiang Yang was expelled from the Guilan class, he met Su'er for the first time when he returned home. It was on this day that year that he said exactly these words, and his expression and tone were almost the same.

Although Su'er was completely devastated, she could not help but feel sweetness in her heart at this moment.

It would be great if it lasted for a long time.

Jiang Yang took his wife's cold palm and did not comfort or say nice words. He just held his wife's hand with tenderness and sweetness in his eyes, as if he wanted to remember everything about it.

"It is my fault."

Thousands of words turned into half a sentence as small as the sound of a mosquito, Su'er still attributed all the mistakes to herself.

"It's really your fault. People say that Clay Bodhisattva still has a third degree of anger. What about you? You've accepted everything since you entered the house. You never got angry at any time, and you never even said a harsh word to me. Otherwise, Do you want me to feel your anger?"

Su'er lowered her head and smiled bitterly.

How could I bear it?

From the moment he was rescued by Jiang Yang, no matter whether it was Painted Skin Ghost's deliberate action or not, his heart was attached to Jiang Yang and it was hard to let go of him.

Perhaps, this is love at first sight, willing to give everything.

Seeing that his wife still had a despairing expression, Jiang Yang pulled her to sit on the stage, "You know I used to be a famous martial arts student, but I never seem to have told you about my past on the stage. Do you still remember the first time? Before I went on stage for the first time, I was so nervous that I peed my pants. I had no choice but to go on stage with my crotch hanging open. Oh, I was so scared. I was afraid that if someone made a mistake and shot me in the crotch."

Listening to her husband's story, Su'er snuggled into his arms quietly.

In fact, So Ah knew everything about her husband, including the diaper pocket before his debut.

But she would rather listen to her husband’s words and cherish every moment.

Behind.

The four brothers looked at the backs of the couple and were silent.

On the other hand, Uncle Li and Uncle Yan next to the altar were not affected by the atmosphere, especially the former, who was able to make offerings.

"If you don't worry outside the customs, and if you don't worry inside the customs, a disciple like this is really unlucky for eight lifetimes, don't you think?"

Mang Qingyan glanced at Da Lixian lightly.

I thought you could just put aside the duplicity.

The two brothers have been together for so long and have become as close as brothers. Naturally, the Xian family behind them has also dealt with each other secretly. Who the hell doesn't know who is who? Both families are protecting their children. If someone really wants to bring trouble to Liu Mangfan, look at it again. You can't go up and scratch his whole family to death?

"Having said that, these two couples are really living together. Their lives are going through a thousand twists and turns. However, a few boys got involved. It is fundamentally difficult to handle. No matter what they do, they are not human beings inside and outside."

Mang Qingyan replied coldly: "Follow my disciple's plan and there won't be any problems."

The Great Lixian rolled his eyes, "How many changes have you and I seen? We all understand that people's decisions are up to God. Your kid's head is spinning very fast, but isn't it a bit too harsh for you to praise me like this? I don't Blame him."

Is it stiff? Mang Qingyan didn't feel it at all.

Because his disciples don’t need to be praised at all, they are already the best, the best in the world.

Da Lixian could tell what he was thinking by looking at Mang Qingyan's eyes.

have to.

It's better not to nag this.

There are few old immortals who don't protect their young children, especially the Chang Mang family.

After a long silence, Mang Qingyan said in a deep voice: "Nothing in this world can be perfect."

It's hard to put water back together, and it's hard to put a broken mirror back together again.

If you are not at the forefront of an environment where you need to make a split-second decision, you cannot understand the feelings of the person who made the decision afterwards.

Da Li Xian drank a bottle of orange soda, patted his belly and burped.

"Hiccup~ Yes, it can't be perfect. If I were Sanyuan, I would make the same choice without hesitation. After all, saving more people means more merit~"

Mang Qingyan pointed at Liu Mangfan in the distance, "If the safety of your disciples and hundreds of others were put together, how would you choose?"

"same as you."

The two old fairies chatted happily.

But Zhao Sanyuan and the others were not in the slightest mood.

Because the time limit that Lao Liu fought for last night is approaching.

As the old saying goes, the King of Hell wants you to die at the third watch, but who dares to keep you until the fifth watch?

A gust of wind blew on the stage without warning.

Two shadows appeared on the broken curtain, one tall and thin and the other short and fat, both holding iron chains in their hands.

It was the Wu brothers who were behind the scenes.

It came earlier than expected, so I gave it a head start.

After seeing Lao Liu, they stepped forward with full official status.

"Young man, it's almost time. Regarding Jiang Yang, the Yin Cao of the Tenth Palace has made a decision. If you should hook up, you have to -"

The words stopped abruptly.

Because they saw a very familiar figure, they were so frightened that their hats flew off their heads, and their legs were so weak that they almost knelt down.

Living ancestor!

Why is he here!

All the things I did in the underworld are still vivid in my mind!

Lao Liu turned around and put up a flattering smile skillfully, "Hey, you two sent me here early, don't be anxious, don't be anxious, let's chat for two dollars first, it's not time anyway, don't worry, it will be a while." of."

The Wu brothers were pushed aside by Old Liu like a gust of wind, and they mustered up more flattering smiles to flatter him.

"Here's a heretic~ Brother, I'm a heretic, aren't we? We need to keep in touch with whom, and our feelings are warm. Speaking of that little ancestor, no! What's the relationship between that little friend and you? Why is he here?"

It turned out that Lao Liu didn't know it.

But he is such a smart person, how can he not see the difference?

I have been eating Yin and Yang food for more than ten years, and I have never seen, let alone heard of, Yin Chai being so afraid of that person from the Yang world.

I was so frightened that I almost peed.

"He? My half-brother. He has opened an incense hall, chopped off chicken heads and bowed to the handle. He doesn't want to be born in the same year, the same month and the same day, but just wants to die in the same year, the same month and the same day. Whoever dares to take a second look at me, my brother will do it. It’s the kind of relationship where they both have their butts slapped.”

Wu Qiong put on a smile that was uglier than crying.

I thought you told me so early!

Just for the sake of this man, was there any need for bribery and corruption last night? It’s a matter of one sentence!

Wu Qian stretched his crotch even more, his bamboo pole legs shaking uncontrollably as if he was touching a switch. He looked left and right for fear that the Shangguan White Rabbit would pop out of any corner. The psychological shadow was too deep.

"Can't be accommodating?"

At this time, Zhao Sanyuan had already walked in front of him, his expression was extremely bad, and anyone who looked at him would know that he was holding back his anger.

"Young Master, you know that young devils can be greedy but the Yin Cao of the Tenth Palace is the most disciplined and cannot be accommodating. When the time comes, Jiang Yang will die, and we have to lure his soul back to revive him. , Even if you can stop us, young hero, you can't change the result. There will eventually be some conspiracy to lure him back." Wu Qian explained while secretly hating himself, how did he end up in such a hard job?

Zhao Sanyuan clenched his fists and said, "It doesn't matter if you stay a moment or a second longer, let them stay a little longer."

Wu Qian was so anxious that he almost knelt down, and said with a mournful face: "It's really not possible, young hero, why don't you go to the underworld to go to the tenth hall of the underworld to beg for mercy? We -"

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Yang, who was sitting on the stage, suddenly collapsed. This made Zhao Sanyuan's mentality almost collapse. He suddenly grabbed Wu Qian's collar and roared: "Didn't you say it's not the right time!"

"No! It's really not us, young hero! How do we know what's going on with him? Maybe he has kidney deficiency?" Wu Qiansheng was afraid that Zhao Sanyuan would invite some god again. This was a master who dared to cause trouble in the underworld. He had to deal with the two brats. Got it?

"Sanyuan, please don't be impulsive. Jiang Yang is not dead yet." After Lao Kang's reminder, Zhao Sanyuan quickly looked over and found Su'er lying on Jiang Yang's chest, her clothes already soaked with tears.

After sensing that something was wrong, Zhao Sanyuan didn't care much and hurried forward to check Jiang Yang's pulse.

At this time, Su'er raised her head and said softly: "Several young masters have been working hard to mediate for my husband. It is difficult to repay this great kindness in this life. I only hope that the young master will live a long life, be prosperous and prosperous. I sincerely ask that after my husband wakes up, the young master can To nurse him back to normal."

The more he listened, the more confused he became. Zhao Sanyuan thought that Su'er was too desperate and had gone insane.

How is it possible to return to normal?

Didn't you see that the two evil spirits came to seduce the soul?

"Mrs. you."

Without responding to Zhao Sanyuan, Su'er kissed Jiang Yang's forehead affectionately, and the true body picture scroll in its hand suddenly bloomed with a little brilliance, floating and seeping into Jiang Yang's body.

The sudden change caught everyone by surprise.

Su'er, who had turned into a brilliance, looked at Jiang Yang's face tenderly, with a sweet smile, as if she was the happiest wife in the world.

"Giving my life to Painted Skin Ghost can exchange for my husband's life being safe and living like a normal person. If that doesn't work, I can still use my own life to extend my life, but it can only last for eight years. After eight years, Eight years, even if it allows my husband to live one more day, I will die without regrets."

Everyone present felt as if they were struck by lightning, even Uncle Li and Uncle Yan cast shocked looks.

It is impossible to describe the shock in my heart at this moment.

To what extent do you love someone without any hesitation?

Is it really worth exchanging one hundred years for eight years if the painting demon has been cultivated for at least a hundred years?

Zhao Sanyuan found it difficult to think clearly about this issue.

But Suer just did it, and she did it without hesitation.

I originally thought that Su'er would live with unforgettable regrets, but I never thought that she didn't want to live at all. She was thinking of Jiang Yang from beginning to end.

Unknowingly, Zhao Sanyuan had already shed tears. No matter how hard it was, he could not shed tears. At this moment, he felt endless sadness in his heart.

"No matter how many reincarnations there are, whether it is flowers, grass, butterflies, ants, or mountains, rocks, bees and insects, I will find you through thousands of rivers and mountains. If I am destined, I will marry you again."

The light flickers, and the injury is further away from the person.

Tender and nostalgic, looking for the blue sky.

Su'er completely disappeared between heaven and earth in full view of everyone.

On the pamphlet Wu Qian brought, there were obvious changes in the small seal script.

Jiang Yang's longevity increased rapidly from almost zero to three thousand days, which was Su'er's unrepentant dedication after burning herself.

Seeing what they saw in front of them, everyone present vowed to never forget it for the rest of their lives, and understood what love is, a life-or-death commitment.

How many flowers are falling in the wind.

Many past events have been wasted in the rain.

(End of this chapter)