dead child, ghost carrying coffin

Qiong Shen, who was secretly happy because Tai Feng didn't hit him, almost sat down on the ground in fright when he heard the words.

"Listen, listen to the dream... Great Emperor?!"

"This is impossible, this is impossible! If you are Emperor Tingmeng, you could kill me by raising your hand last time, so why wait until now!"

"It's fake, it must be fake! Taifeng, you deliberately scare me, a poor homeless man, don't you?!"

As an outsider who has lived all the way from ancient times to the present, Qiongshen has certainly heard of the name of Emperor Tingmeng.

But it is only limited to hearing, after all, the two sides are not on the same level at all, they are completely different.

One is aloof and spotless, and the other is eager to live and hide.

When Emperor Tingmeng drove the dragon chariot to inspect the land, people like Qiongshen had already fled away.

I don't even have the courage to look at it from afar...

Hua Jiunan didn't pay any attention to Joan's self-talking question.

It just slowly opened the golden animal skin, revealing the verdant green guqin inside.

There is faint water color brilliance flowing on it.

Seeing Hua Jiunan's actions, Chang Baye, who had always known his intentions, immediately turned into a small worm, and stood behind Hua Jiunan together with Xiao Wuxin.

At the same time, the Skeleton Throne is recruited and placed behind his little gentleman.

Hua Jiunan smiled and said thank you, then sat down gently.

Listen to Mengqin lying on her knees, fiddle with it lightly, and there will be continuous lingering sounds.

With a thought in Hua Jiunan's mind, a broken, blood-stained bronze mask appeared on his face.

After the original gentle voice passed through the mask, it seemed so cold and hollow.

"God Qiong, do you recognize me now?!"

At this time, Hua Jiunan looked completely different in Qiongshen's eyes:

A mountain completely composed of skulls of various creatures suddenly appeared.

And the young man in front of him was sitting alone on the top of the mountain, stroking the guqin in his hand.

The night wind blew the robe fluttering, as if it might rise against the wind at any time.

The young man's body was full of divine fire, the Lord of Ten Thousand Snakes roared behind him, and the giant Buddha with withered bones was hideous.

"You, you are really listening, listening to the dream emperor..."

Seeing the legendary existence appearing in front of his eyes, Qiong Shen was completely desperate, or terrified.

Not even the slightest thought of rebellion came up.

Without hesitation, he knelt on the ground with a plop, and kowtowed desperately with a "bang bang bang".

"Honorable Emperor Tingmeng, who gathers thousands of rays of light, please show mercy and forgive me, a humble and insignificant scavenger!"

"I, I am willing to leave this world now, even if I die of exhaustion in the endless void..."

After Qiong Shen finished speaking, he just stuck his head on the ground and pouted his buttocks, not even daring to raise his head.

Like a frightened quail.

It can't be compared with his arrogant appearance before.

Hua Jiunan didn't speak, but lightly plucked the strings again.

The musical note turned into a crystal clear bird, happily dancing around Hua Jiunan.

"God Qiong, this king promised his younger brother to help him fulfill his promise, but I have wronged you."

Poor God has heard that Emperor Tingmeng has always followed his word, and there is absolutely no room for change.

Ants are greedy for life, let alone this guy who has lived for more than 5000 years.

So I turned my heart...get up, turn around and run.

As for attacking Emperor Tingmeng, he really didn't have the courage!

Hua Jiunan seemed to have expected this situation a long time ago, and pointed forward.

The floating eight swords immediately emitted a beam of brilliance, and Qiongshen was not among them.

Qiongshen struggled vigorously, but every time it hit Guanghua, it was like butter hitting a red-hot iron plate, and a large piece of it melted with a sizzling sound.

"Eight Sword Vault?! Listen to Emperor Meng, spare your life!!"

Dome originally meant the sky, the same as the dome.

"Baopuzi Yuzhe" has a saying: "If it is like the theory of elegance, the more expensive the less the more cheap, then the dome is not as important as Hongtao, and the porpoise is not more expensive than thick settling."

Although Qiongshen's begging for mercy seems real, Hua Jiunan will not show mercy to the enemy.

Especially when he promised Xiao Wuxin that he would help him fulfill his promise.

After more than 5000 years, no one knows how many Kuteng people were killed by the blood monkey in front of him.

Anyway, there were nearly [-] people in the big tribe, but now there are only less than a hundred people left...

Hua Jiunan flicked his ten fingers lightly, and the ancient qin piece "Ambush from Ten Sides" swayed out, vividly expressing the scene of the war:

Tense atmosphere;

a mighty aura;

The clash of swords and the roar of horseshoes;

Soldiers shouting, iron and blood blending... There are triumphant triumphs of the victors, and the sorrowful separation of the losers...

Qiongshen, who was deeply trapped in "Ambush from Ten Sides", was even more terrified in the conflict between left and right, even ignoring most of his own being scalded by "Eight Swords Vault".

It was as if there were really thousands of troops coming towards him from all directions.