Gong Xichou stared at the scene in amazement.
The scenery in front of me became blurred as my eyes filled with tears.
"Always... they have always been by my side?"
His voice was trembling and choked.
"How could it be... I don't know..."
If he knew, he would have made his life better in the past few years, practiced harder, lived a happier life, and not forced himself to do unhappy things. Although Gong Xichou indulged in fun in recent years, he was not happy.
He was once the future warrior of the Gongxi tribe, whom they had high hopes for, and the treasure of the tribe that all the elders would feed him snacks.
"you?"
Jimo Can's voice contained a hint of sarcasm.
"There are still many things you don't know..."
For example, Gong Xichou didn't know what he would lose if he chose revenge, nor did he know how many people's expectations and efforts were on his life. When he knew it, he had to digest and chew all the pain by himself.
There was no one watching him or accompanying him in secret anymore.
But he had no right to stop him from taking revenge.
This was Gongxi Chou's wish, and it was his own wish as well. He had secretly looked after him for many years, and helped avenge the Gongxi clan, which could be considered as making up for his absence of more than 20 years. In the future, he could only rely on himself.
One day the young eagle will leave the wings of its parents.
not to mention-
How can he be called a fledgling at his age
"Tell you what you can take on?" Jimo Can looked at Gong Xichou indifferently. The latter looked like a puppy who had suffered a lot of grievances outside. He was pitiful and wanted to get into the arms of the person closest to him to confide in him...
This look...
Jimo Can was somewhat disgusted.
This child is just like what his mother and uncle complained about, he is not very smart. The eight-foot-tall man, who weighs more than 100 kilograms, is not as smart and alert as his mother, nor as cunning as his uncle. It is obvious that his cunning is written on his face.
He is always straightforward in doing things and thinks he is very scheming. If he hadn't covered up his own mistakes, would he have thought he could have deceived Tang Guo
"Then tell me!"
I get angry when I mention Gong Xichou.
With red eyes, he vented the negative emotions that had been pent up for a long time. They had met for one or two years, not just one or two days. This guy always regarded himself as a member of the tribe and never told himself about their relationship. He let him think wildly. I don't believe this was unintentional!
"What on earth are you hiding from me?" Gong Xichou decided not to believe a word this guy said until he found out the whole story!
My uncle is right. All the literati are evil-hearted. Nine out of ten words they say are lies, and they leave you to guess what the remaining word is. If you guess wrong, they blame you for not being smart enough.
Where in the world can there be such a father
Jimo Can's high priest's finery fluttered in the wind, and the dust raised by the fierce battle between the tribe's heroic spirits and Tang Guo blocked the light, casting a shadow on his face. The two were not far apart, but Gong Xichou could not see the expression on the other's face.
A vague sense of uneasiness arose in my heart.
"You...you should say something..."
He said nothing, feeling a little flustered.
He's not really angry, is he? He's just a little resentful of being deceived for many years, so why not vent his anger? He hasn't even run to my mother's grave to accuse this person of being unfaithful and heartless! Angry!
Jimo Can did not answer, but showed his usual sneer of sarcasm, and looked at Tang Guo who was under siege but still had the upper hand. He raised his wooden stick and pointed at him, saying: "If you can get his head now, I will tell you."
Gong Xichou stared at Tang Guo with red eyes.
Shouted: "Good! A gentleman's word is as good as his words—"
Jimo Can's thin lips moved slightly.
"It's hard to catch up with him!"
After receiving the guarantee, Gong Xichou regrouped like a chicken with blood. He raised his hand and transformed into a double crescent snake-shaped halberd, and the full set of armor was attached to him again. Although he was injured, his strength was still 70% to 80%. He had to take down Tang Guo today.
"Uncle, I'm here to help you!"
"Rebellious son—"
Seeing Gongxichou coming with a long spear, Tang Guo, who had not looked serious before, had a mouthful of blood in his heart. At the beginning, Gongxichou was captured alone, and he could not get a word out of him even after breaking several ribs. Tang Guo felt that this barbarian had backbone, so he sent him to death without hesitation, and the way he died was torn to pieces, which was the worst death.
Who knew I would see him again many years later.
He was so lively that he almost thought he was Gongxichou's twin brother. The most subtle thing was that he had forgotten a crucial part of his memory. Tang Guo originally wanted to cut the grass and root out the trouble, but after consulting the Gongxi clan secret book he had looted, he realized that Gongxichou could only survive because of the mysterious means of this clan, a treasure that was far more precious than the Wu State Gu disaster!
If we can dig out this secret and produce it on a large scale... the poisonous insects of Wu State, plus the treasure in Gong Xichou's body, we can continuously produce batches of fearless and immortal warriors without spending much energy and financial resources.
With such elite troops in hand—
Not to mention sweeping across the entire northwest of the continent.
How difficult is it to unify the vast continent
So he adopted Gongxi Chou as his adopted son.
This adopted son is extremely talented, intelligent, and obedient, while all of my own children are useless. If it weren't for his background, I would really be willing to treat him as my own son. It would be a great choice to treat him as my heir and inherit my legacy...
However, as Gong Xichou became more and more outstanding and behaved strangely, Tang Guo's vigilance also increased day by day. Occasionally, he would dream in the middle of the night and secretly worry that this kid would retaliate. But how could this worry compare to his greed and ambition to unify the continent
Tang Guo chose to gamble!
The fact is, he lost miserably.
He had raised a tiger and it was a nuisance to him. The tiger cub he raised himself could not help but show his sharp fangs to him, with bloodlust in his eyes. Once the cub bit his throat, he would not let go and would not stop until he died.
This situation-
Tang Guo was both frightened and furious.
"Good! You've come just in time!" He shouted to boost his morale. His already rugged muscles swelled even more, his blood vessels bulged, and every inch of his muscles contained destructive power. He said, "Today I will send your family to a true reunion on the road to the underworld!"
"How outrageous!"
Seeing Tang Guo smash a heroic spirit to pieces with one palm, Gongxi's eyes turned bloodshot with hatred, and he raised his palm to confront the opponent head-on with his martial arts.
Two powerful martial energies exploded in mid-air.
Flying sand and gravel covered the sky and the sun.
The dense pine and cypress forests on the distant hilltops were also bent by the wind, and some were even uprooted. Gong Xichou was shaken and retreated again and again until a large but cold hand pressed against his back. He steadied himself and subconsciously turned his head to look.
What caught my eye was a very familiar outline.
When I was a kid, I often picked at other people’s moles on their foreheads for fun.
"uncle… "
The heroic spirit is just the obsession of the dying, not the real body of the living. Its existence is similar to the soldiers created by the martial arts warriors with martial energy. It is neither human nor ghost, irrational, and its actions are entirely based on its obsessions during its lifetime. However, he heard the other party respond to him.
"Anian, you are still so weak."
The voice was hoarse but had a familiar tone.
Gong Xichou: “…”
He dared to pat his chest and guarantee that his current strength was definitely much better than his uncle's in the past. First, he had a high talent, and second, his uncle had not lived to his age! How dare he say to him "You are still so weak"? But Gong Xichou couldn't hold back the next sentence.
"Come, get behind your uncle, don't be afraid."
Although these heroes are not as powerful as they were when they were alive, they have the advantage of being numerous, sharing the same bloodline, and working together very well.
Gong Xichou joined in, and the originally tense situation gradually turned to a state of tilt. The martial energy bombarded, and the energy of heaven and earth was in disorder.
The surrounding mountains were destroyed beyond recognition.
Gradually, Gong Xichou discovered something was wrong.
Not only did he discover it, Tang Guo also realized it.
No matter how he attacked and destroyed them, these heroic spirits would return to their original state after a short rest, without feeling any pain, fatigue or consumption. In addition, Gong Xichou was watching them closely from the side, and if he was distracted for a moment, he would have multiple scars on his body.
On the other hand, what about Gong Xichou who was protected by his tribesmen
Still intact!
His attacks on Gong Xichou would be blocked by the heroic spirit that appeared out of nowhere. It was a completely life-threatening way of fighting.
No-
These things have no life.
Wait—he overlooked one person! Tang Guo realized that the confidant of the Pig King had not made a move since he appeared!
Is this guy really sitting on the mountain watching tigers fight
No, he didn't fail to make a move!
Tang Guo looked at Jimo Can, who had a playful look on his face, with bloodshot eyes. The latter held the strange wooden staff, and the aura formed by the mysterious characters lingered around him. The characters flashed once, and the heroic spirit would be restored to its original state no matter how much damage it suffered, while the elites he brought were slaughtered. If this situation continued, the situation would be extremely unfavorable to him. Was he really going to fall into this ditch
Tang Guo's expression was dark and unpredictable. His desire to survive was already brewing in his chest, and his counterattack became more and more powerful. He repelled the heroes in front of him, grabbed the void, and transformed it into a longbow. He opened the bow and shot arrows, and thousands of arrows were more powerful than meteors. The attack range covered half of the mountain.
"Come on!" Gong Xichou shouted, as if preparing to reciprocate, which was exactly what Tang Guo wanted.
Gongxi's archery skills were taught to him by Tang Guo himself. Although he was talented, he still lacked some skills and experience. Based on Tang Guo's understanding of his adopted son, he knew that he would fight back with the same archery skills. He was ready to make a feint and then retreat.
If you continue to pester me, you will surely die.
but-
He didn't expect that Gongxi Chou was not alone at this time, nor did he expect that the Gongxi clan's protection of their own people was completely unreasonable!
Without any communication, the Heroic Spirits stepped on the wrong foot and came to the formation point, forming a shield formation and taking on this wave of attacks head-on. Gong Xichou took advantage of his lack of follow-up and suddenly appeared behind him, with his long spear going straight to his vital points.
After all, Tang Guo is a veteran who has experienced many battles.
Faced with this crisis, he acted decisively and exchanged his injury for his life.
escape!
Prepare to escape at the risk of getting hurt again.
But, someone acted faster and more accurately than him!
"Do you think you can escape?"
The person who spoke was not Gong Xichou.
It’s Jimo Can!
"When it comes to playing with Gu, the Gongxi priests are the real experts!"
Tang Guo realized something and tried to mobilize his martial energy, but found that the martial energy that used to be as powerful as his arm became sluggish. He covered the wound pierced by Gong Xichou, his eyes were bloodshot. He wanted to mobilize his martial energy to suppress and slow down the influence of the strange poisonous insect on himself.
The results were minimal.
"What's the point of covering that wound?"
Jimo Can had a blank expression on his face, as if he was looking at a fool.
"Bah! I have fought in many battles for many years, but I never thought I would be defeated by such a despicable trick. This is an unfair victory!"
Jimo Can tauntedly said, "Warfare is the art of deception."
"Do you think the poisonous insect is on Gong Xichou's weapon?"
Jimo Can didn't learn much about the poisonous insect, but it was more than enough to ambush an unsuspecting amateur.
Gong Xichou stopped and looked at his halberd.
"When did you do that?"
I didn't even notice it at all.
Jimo Can glanced coldly at his naive son. This kid was as stupid as Tang Guo. "When did I say I would do something to you? Don't forget that the elders in your clan are willing to cooperate with me temporarily because of you. They will naturally cooperate with all my actions. Compared with you, I am obviously more stable and reliable. Why would I use my killer move on you?"
Gong Xichou: “…”
Jimo Can sneered: "You don't have any wounds, but the rest of the tribesmen have all. I only knew that you were useless, but I didn't know you were so useless. You still didn't grab the second chance. Is it so difficult to take the head that was delivered to your door?"
Gong Xichou: “…”
Jimo Can didn't look at his eldest son's green face, and looked at Tang Guo jokingly: "Aren't you very curious about the secret skills of the Gongxi clan's Gu worms? Why not experience it yourself. This Gu worm I treated you to is the result of my years of hard work. Take it all, don't waste it."
Gong Xichou asked: "What kind of poisonous insect is so deadly?"
Jimo Can rolled his eyes and asked, "Can a non-lethal weapon be used for sneak attacks? I am a scholar, how can I fight a warrior head-on? An old man hangs himself because he thinks his life is too long?"
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