Gate of God

Chapter 1005: Friends, life and death

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Obviously, Nangong Mu woke up.

However, what was surprising was that Nangong Mu did not shout heartbreakingly, "Are you lying to me?!", but looked at Fang Zhengzheng quietly, his eyes like blood.

There was no anger, no despair or roar, but instead a kind of relief, a kind of relief that originated from the depths of the soul.

"Now, we can fight a life-and-death battle without any worries!" Nangong Mu's voice was calm, as if nothing just happened.

"Just for a divine fruit?" Fang Zheng asked rhetorically.

"In addition to the fruits of the gods, there is also my mission, my mission as a descendant of Emperor Yan." Nangong Mu said with a firm face.

"Yeah." Fang Zhengzheng nodded.

He didn't ask again, because Nangong Mu's attitude had already told him that Nangong Mu had already made a decision in his heart, and this decision would never be changed.

After all, he is Nangong Mu.

If this matter was forced by outsiders, it would still be possible to waver, but once Nangong Mu made up his mind, there would be no possibility of change.

"I'm going to take action." Nangong Mu said again.

"Come on." Fang Zhengzheng held the two long swords in front of him and crossed them above his chest, preparing for a serious fight.

Because there is no need to talk about this matter anymore.

Of course, from the bottom of his heart, Fang Zhengzheng was actually not willing to become enemies with Nangong Mu. After all, he really didn't have many friends in this world.

Nangong Mu is one of them.

Just a piece of fruit.

If Nangong Mu could be saved with a fruit, he would really be willing to do so. Anyway, the fruit was not absorbed in his body, so the effect was not too great.

But, can the fruit that has been eaten be spit out again

Fang Zhengzheng wanted to vomit, but he really couldn't. Moreover, the fruit was not in his stomach, but hanging faintly in his little world.

This means that the location of the fruit is in his heart.

Dig a hole in your heart

Then, the small world was shattered again, and it returned to the point where it took a world to make up for it

The price is too great.

The most important thing is that Fang Zhengzheng doesn't know whether Nangong Mu will really return to his past after paying so much price to give the Fruit of God Realm to Nangong Mu.

Now Nangong Mu not only wants to get the fruits of the God Realm, he also wants to open the door to the God Realm, and even, he wants to become the lord of the world.

"Whoa!" Two sword lights, one green and one blue, also arrived at this time.

When Nangong Mu revealed his true identity, the two blue swords that had been hidden on his body were naturally taken out, one green and one blue, one long and one short.

Fang Zhengzheng naturally knew the blue and blue swords. [△网WwW.]

In fact, using his double swords, to a certain extent, he imitated Nangong Mu's sword moves, such as the previous cross slash.

"Whoosh!" Fang Zhengzheng's body moved, and when he dodged the two sword rays, the two swords in his hands also stabbed towards Nangong Mu one after another.

"Boom!" thunder roared.

Bolts of lightning fell from the sky and fell into the gray fog, making the gray fog flash like a thundercloud.

Beyond the fog.

Mu Qingfeng, Mo Shanshi and the disciples of the Human Alliance looked extremely nervously at the gray fog where there was a huge movement, where the aura of death was shrouded.

With their strength, there is no way they can enter.

You can only watch from the outside while retreating.

"If there is any movement, it means the battle is still going on!"

"Yes, there is still hope!"

"Fang Zhengzheng must win!"

The disciples of the Human Alliance have never hoped that Fang Zhengzheng would win as much as they do now. After all, their previous impression of Fang Zhengzheng was not very good.

"Wrapped in Lord Qiu Qi's death aura, is there any way for Fang Zhengzheng to survive?"

"There is definitely no way to survive!"

"Dead!"

The attitudes of the two demon clans were completely different from those of the disciples of the Human Alliance, because they had already determined that Fang Zhengzheng would not be able to move around after he was wrapped in the aura of death.

And at this moment, a rain of blood suddenly fell from the sky.

It was a stream of bright red light that looked like blood, and in those bloody lights, there were really drops of bright and crystal blood mixed in.

"Ah!" A scream sounded, accompanied by a rain of blood.

This also made the people around, the human alliance and the demon clan, look in another direction, a location outside the aura of death.

There, there was a figure standing right now.

He was thin, but possessed a unique coldness and pride, and in his hand, a silver-bone blood fan was dripping with blood.

"It's Yan Xiu!"

"What's that blood?"

"It's... it's Ning Ling's blood! The blood of the Banshee King Ning Ling!"

When the eyes of the human alliance and the demon clan fell on Yan Xiu, they finally saw a seriously injured woman lying next to Yan Xiu.

Ning Ling's face has always been very pale, as pale as paper.

However, in addition to the white color on his face, there was also a kind of bruise on his face. It was the face that turned purple after being injured by a strong force.

And, most importantly…

There was a bone-deep wound on Ning Ling's body. Pillars of blood kept spraying out from the wound, and then dripped to the ground. [△网WwW.]

"Yan Xiu, defeated Ning Ling!"

"Yan Xiu is so strong. He is only eighteen years old, and Ning Ling is one of the strongest demon kings, second only to the demon emperor Bai Zhi!"

"awesome!"

The disciples of the Human Alliance were amazed.

The two demon clans were shocked because they had no way of thinking that Yan Xiu could really defeat Ning Ling, and in such a short period of time.

"It took a total of five moves, and it was slower than expected. I'm still not strong enough!" Yan Xiu shook his head, and then moved the silver bone and blood fan in his hand behind him.

"Whoa!" Ning Ling's head flew up.

And between the head and the silver-bone blood fan, there are things like silver threads connected to each other, which are so thin that they are almost invisible to the naked eye.

"Plop!" Ning Ling's body fell to her knees, and a golden demon pill also rolled to the ground, slowly rolling to the soles of Yan Xiu's feet.

"Bang!" Yan Xiu raised his foot and the demon pill was crushed to pieces.

“…”

“…”

The eyes of both demon and demon clans turned red, while the disciples of the Human Alliance stared blankly at all this, speechless at all.

As for Pingyang not far away...

At this time, he pouted his lips vigorously.

"It's such a waste. I might as well let this princess eat you. Grandpa Yan, you don't care about your grandson. He is wasting. Do you know? Waste is a shameful thing!" Pingyang's face was filled with anger. Drum.

"It's okay, our Yan family has plenty of money and we are not afraid of wasting it." Yan Qianli glanced at Yan Xiu, and then shook his head, his eyes full of love.

"..." Pingyang's mouth opened, but no words came out for a long time.

Demon elixir? !

Moreover, is it the Demon King’s Demon Pill

Can it be bought with money

I really don’t know whether this Grandpa Yan Wang is really stupid or just pretending to be stupid.

Pingyang definitely chose the second option. After all, if someone really said that King Yan of Xiliang was a fool, then he was probably the one who was stupid.

"Princess, be careful!" Yan Qianli had no choice but to omit the honorific title "Your Highness" now. After all, the pressure against Linyu was too great.

"Boom!" Pingyang's body jumped back quickly.

Where she originally stood, there was an icy blue hole, and the stones inside were completely covered by ice.

"It's so dangerous, so dangerous..." Pingyang touched his heaving chest and looked overly frightened: "This princess almost turned into an ice sculpture. I wonder if she can survive after becoming an ice sculpture?"

"Live?" Lin Yu seemed to have heard the funniest joke. Looking at Pingyang, he couldn't help but said: "If you are frozen by the ice crystals of this deity, your whole body will freeze in ten breaths at most, and you will be in contact with him." The ice crystals become a whole and can never be separated!"

"So powerful?" Pingyang was obviously frightened.

However, Lin Yu did not return to Pingyang. After all, he only spoke out of temporary interest. Now that Ning Ling is dead, he knows that Yan Xiu will come here soon.

Three against one!

Lin Yu can no longer hold the absolute advantage as he does now.

When Pingyang saw that Lin Yu didn't speak again, a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. Then, his eyes quickly fell on Yan Xiu not far away.

"Hey, Yan Xiu, after you finish the fight over there, come over and help. The three of us will fight him together, and we will definitely be able to slay the demon!" Pingyang looked confident.

"Hold on a little longer."

However, the answer given to Pingyang was not the answer she expected.

Yan Xiu didn't come.

Because, after Yan Xiu killed Ning Ling, he rushed directly into the gray fog of death without even hesitating.

"..." Pingyang was speechless again.

"Princess, we have to rely on ourselves!" Yan Qianli could understand Pingyang's mood, but he also knew that Yan Xiu would definitely make such a choice.

Just because he knew who his grandson valued most in his heart.

nearly two years.

After the imperial examination of the Great Xia Dynasty, Yan Xiu returned to Xiliang, and then stayed in Xiliang for nearly two years, without even setting foot in Prince Yan's palace a few times.

In the past two years, Yan Qianli watched his grandson lose weight day by day, watching him chant a name again and again.

Fang Zhengzheng.

A very common name.

However, Yan Xiu has been thinking about it for the past two years, and every day he stares blankly out of the window, looking in the direction of a small mountain village in the northern desert.

until…

Fang Zhengzheng's name once again sounded in the Great Xia Dynasty.

That day, it was late at night.

Yan Qianli still remembers that time. It was midnight. Yan Xiu pushed open the door of his room, and then fell to his knees on the ground.

"Grandpa, I want to go to Beishan Village!"

"Beishan Village?"

"Yes, I have to leave now. I also want to borrow three thousand Yanyun Cavalry from grandpa. I beg grandpa to agree to it!"

"Xiu'er, in the past eighteen years, Grandpa remembers that you have never begged Grandpa once. Even when your mother passed away when you were eight years old, you never asked Grandpa. Why do you ask me this time?"

"My grandson can avenge his mother by himself, but this time, what Xiu'er will do may make the emperor punish the Xiliang Yan family. Therefore, my grandson..."

"For Fang Zhengzheng?"

"Yes!"

"What kind of person is he?"

"He was a friend of his grandson's."

"Friend? What a good friend?"

"A friend for whom my grandchildren would give up their lives!"

"Hahaha... Xiu'er, you are too sincere in your treatment of others. Do you know that some things are not trustworthy? You can give up your life for him, but he may not give up his life for you."

"No, Grandpa, you are wrong. My grandson can give up his life for him. Similarly, my grandson also believes that he will definitely give up his life for his grandson!

"You...really think so?"

"Yes, my grandson firmly believes it!"

"Well, although grandpa doesn't believe that Fang Zhengzheng can give up his life for you, grandpa is still willing to help you this time. After all, this is the first time my grandson has begged me. This is Yan Yunqi's military badge. Ever since grandpa took charge of the army, he has never left us. Today, grandpa will hand over this military token to you."

"give it to me?"

"Yes, from today on, you are the sole heir of the Xiliang Yan family. Everything you do represents my Xiliang Yan family. I, Yan Qianli, dare to say that with this token, this Putian Under this, except for the Holy Land, you can go anywhere, including Yanjing City!"

"grandfather… "

"Go and do what you want to do. Grandpa will go with you. Isn't it just to overturn the case? The prince has no virtue, so then depose him and let a virtuous person live in his place!"

"yes!"

“…”

Yan Qianli still remembers Yan Xiu's expression at that time, as well as the twinkling light in his eyes. It felt like he was a different person.

Of course, at that time, Yan Qianli handed over Yan Yunqi to Yan Xiu, but he did not pay attention to what Yan Xiu said.

A life-and-death friend

Yan Qianli lived a long life, but he was not confident enough to make such a friend.

until…

In the Yin Yang Palace, in order to save Yan Xiu, Fang Zhengzheng took the initiative to be bound and exchanged his life for his life. He was sent to Jiuding Mountain and thrown into the Zhongzhou Tripod.

Only then did Yan Qianli find out.

What Yan Xiu said that day was true.

"Xiu'er, go and fight side by side with Fang Zhengyi and defeat Qiu Qi. Grandpa is proud of you!" Red light flowed in Yan Qianli's eyes, and there was a faint sense of relief in the light.

A kind of comfort that comes from having grandchildren grow up.

"Buzz!"

In the distance, Yan Xiu didn't know what Yan Qianli was thinking at the moment. He just stared closely at the gray fog in front of him. His speed was as fast as a thunderbolt, his eyes were as red as blood, and his body was quickly covered in a blood-red light. He plunged headlong into the gray mist of death. Mobile phone users please visit m.read for a better reading experience.