Happy Days: Since the Beginning of the Night

Chapter 108 Please Watch the Master Taste

above the dwarf mountains.

Chen Pippi is like a bouncing ball.

In a blink of an eye, he passed the people of the Dahe Kingdom who were heading towards the Tang Kingdom, and came to the front of the team.

"Yan... Yan... Uncle Yan Se!!!"

Seeing the limp Chen Pipi suddenly falling from the sky in front of her, Yan Se hurried forward to check.

"You child! How did you do this?"

"Woooooo...Yan, Master Yan Se, something is wrong!"

"Han Ye... and my brothers and sisters... were all arrested by my father and sent to Zhishouguan!"

"You go, call Liu Bai, let's go save people together!"

Chen Pipi held Yan Se's hands tightly, crying with tears all over his face.

Hearing this, Yan Se's tense expression suddenly relaxed, and let out a breath, as if nothing happened.

He stretched out his hand, turned the talisman, and a ball of clear water gathered in his palm.

"Drink your saliva first, and talk to me slowly."

Chen Pipi was stunned for a moment, and quickly shook Yan Se's arms.

"Uncle, are you stupid?!"

"I said, Han Ye was tricked by my father into the trap in the temple! That thing will kill you!"

Yan Se looked at Chen Pippi's extremely anxious appearance, his thoughts moved, and a rune letter appeared in front of the two of them.

Chen Pipi looked intently at the letter.

"Trick people, don't read."

Chen Pipi froze for a moment, as if thinking of something, she looked at Yan Se in disbelief.

"What do you mean?"

"Received not long ago."

"My disciple wrote it." Yan Se lifted Chen Pipi who was stiff, and patted him on the shoulder.

"I don't understand..." Chen Pipi said incoherently.

"With Ye'er's slightly black-bellied personality, I think you should worry about your father now."

Yan Se looked towards the north, and Chen Pipi turned around with slack eyes, tears dried up and formed marks on his face, his expression gradually turned into despair.

Suzaku Avenue.

A green steel sword was stuck on the ground.

Hair disheveled towards the little tree, crawling with bleeding from the corner of the mouth, wanting to reach out and grab the hilt of the sword.

Suddenly a gust of wind and knife hit Xiaoshu's body like a kite with a broken thread.

"You are not allowed to hurt the thirteenth uncle!!!"

A boy rushed out from the small door next to him and pulled out the green steel sword facing Xiaoshu.

The sword pointed at the Taoist in Tsing Yi.

Behind Chen were armored soldiers who stretched for miles, howling in pain.

"Oh? Which family are you from, so courageous?"

Seeing that all the people in the city were timid and afraid to stand up, but in the end it was a little boy who stood up first, he couldn't help but stop, and looked at him with interest.

"My master is Yu Lian, the third teacher of the academy. If the master is not here, and Brother Han is not here, I will guard Chang'an City!" The little boy's childish cry contained infinite courage.

"Hmm~" Chen's eyes were full of appreciation.

"As expected of being the disciple of Lin Wu, the lord of the Demon Sect in the past, he is a bit courageous."

"But stupid."

Chen smiled comfortably, but heard countless "thumping" sounds suddenly on the last mile away from the bronze statue of the Suzaku in front of him.

Countless people in common clothes flooded Suzaku Street.

"Chunfeng Pavilion, Chao family, please get the temple master out of Tang country!"

"Fish and Dragon Gang, please get out of the Tang Kingdom!"

"Red Sleeve Move, please get out of the Tang Kingdom!"

"Squad of Chang'an Daily, please get the audience out of the Tang Kingdom!"

"..."

Chen watched as the street in front of him was gradually filled with people, each with a weapon in their hands.

Scissors, rolling pin, hoe, brick, tickle...
Chen's eyes became colder and colder.

"I didn't want to slaughter Haotian's people."

"Why do you stop the pace of my Daoist belief."

"Then I can only do justice for the sky."

Chen raised his hand, and endless coldness radiated from his hand.

The deadly cold air swept towards the people in the capital like a torrent of ice and snow.

The academy, the back mountain.

A beam of light descended from the sky, submerging Xiong Chumo.

The bookman flew out of it, fell to the ground and coughed non-stop.

"You old man, you have just resisted the aftermath of the battle of the strong above the sixth realm."

"How much mind power is left now?"

"You still dare to fight against me, you are overconfident!"

With one wave of Xiong Chumo's hand, a majestic whirlwind of Haotian divine splendor rolled out from his sleeve, sweeping the bookman back into the cave.

The clouds and mists in the mountains dissipated, Teak fainted pale on the stone table, the handkerchief in his hand was stained with blood.

Ximen Buhuo broke up with Beigong Weiyang Qin Xiao, leaning against the old tree by the waterfall in despair.

"If I practiced hard in normal times, today's result would definitely not be like this..." The two murmured with extreme remorse.

On the mountain road, a broken chessboard was stuck in the soil, and there were two unconscious people lying beside the scattered chess pieces.

Wang Chi hid behind Fan Yue, and poured cans of poisonous water at Xiong Chumo, but all of it was evaporated by his body-protecting Haotian Shenhui.

Fan Yue's mountains and rivers were spinning in the air, colliding with the Haotian divine brilliance emitted by Xiong Chumo's pure gold staff, and they were in a stalemate.

"Oh? The Magical Artifact, Mountains and Rivers Pan, the treasure of Mochiyuan in the past, is actually in the hands of the Academy."

Xiong Chumo smiled with his mouth crooked, and the power of his whole body poured out instantly.

Fan Yueru was hit hard and hit Wang Chi's body and flew backwards.

Shanhe Pan lost the support of his mind and flew into Xiong Chumo's hands.

"Good thing, I accept it with a smile." Xiong Chumo looked at the embarrassed people with a happy face, and couldn't help feeling physically and mentally comfortable.

"Ahahaha!" He couldn't help laughing out loud, his voice like an old duck resounded through the mountains and forests.

"Ha cough cough cough..." Xiong Chumo hadn't finished shouting, and suddenly coughed desperately, spit out the broken goose egg shells and egg whites and yolks all over the floor.

"Who did it!?" Xiong Chumo looked up disgustedly, but he didn't see anyone who did it.

When he turned his head again, there was a baby wearing a gold silk Taoist robe, exuding warmth and radiance, floating close to his face.

"What the hell is this!?" Xiong Chumo took two steps back, looking at the glowing creature in front of him in amazement.

Fan Yue stood up with difficulty and let out a breath.

"You're finally willing to come out."

With a wave of Guangying's hand, the mountain and river plate in Xiong Chumo's hand flew back to Fan Yue's arms.

"The scenery of mountains and rivers in your plate is well created! Gaiming taught me." Guangying said with a smile.

"Who are you!?" Xiong Chumo's golden rod swept across, and a ray of light radiated from it.

Guangying turned his head slowly, with a look of contempt in his eyes, he raised his little golden hand and flicked it lightly.

'boom! The brilliance collapsed, and Xiong Chumo's body burst into blood mist instantly.

The color of blood dyed a large area of ​​the lake red.

Suddenly the chirping of insects and birds stopped in the back mountain, and there was a dead silence.

Fan Yue and Wang Chi stared blankly at the scene in front of them, unable to speak for a long time.

Suzaku Avenue.

Huge waves of ice and snow pressed towards everyone.

All the surrounding houses were turned into frost.

"Li Zi, Purgatory!"

Fei Liu and Lin Shu leaped to the front of the people, and red walls of fire rushed towards the cold wave.

Before the wall of fire touched the cold wave, it was instantly disintegrated by the chill that emanated from it!

Chen walked forward leisurely with his hands behind his back, but stopped suddenly after taking two steps.

His pupils constricted.

I saw that the nirvana power in front of me fell into a stillness, frozen in place like an ice sculpture.

'boom! '

The bronze statue of Suzaku at the end of Suzaku Street suddenly burst into flames, shooting straight into the sky!

A young man sits on the flame bronze statue.

The man was holding a bunch of twisted brown things and roasting them in the Suzaku fire.

"Tsk tsk tsk."

"Since the temple master is visiting the Tang Kingdom, how could he not hold a banquet to entertain him?"

The man turned the skewer in his hand.

"Because you didn't kill someone."

"Then I won't kill you either."

"I removed most of the fishy smell from this thing."

"But I kept some of it."

"Please watch the Lord to appreciate."

The words fall.

Hundreds of nine-turn large intestines were suspended in the flames, which were roasted and sizzled, and an unknown liquid flowed out.

Chen's face became extremely ugly.

(End of this chapter)