Zhao Qingsong hated Feng Tengqi to the core, gritted his teeth and said coldly: "The donkey in Guizhou has no skills! His discernment is flawless and he can see through all directions!"
Zhao Qingsong's forehead suddenly opened, and a piece of yellow light flashed through the darkness. In the darkness about 600 feet away from Zhao Qingsong, a black shadow only about three feet tall condensed out!
Naturally, this black shadow was Feng Tengqi who had been hiding in the darkness for a long time and wanted to sneak attack Zhao Qingsong again.
Zhao Qingsong dodged again and appeared in front of Feng Tengqi. He stepped heavily on Feng Tengqi's shoulders with his feet. The soul-stealing gun in his hand was filled with green energy, and the gun light exploded, heading towards Feng Tengqi like an electric drill. Prick it in the face!
Feng Tengqi was shocked. He only had time to say the word "I", but his head was stabbed by the soul-stealing gun, and his heart was soaring!
There was another loud "boom", and Zhao Qingsong dodged again. He was already a hundred feet away, and the yellow light in his forehead rolled towards the black mist that was rolling away!
With the information provided by Zhu Qianchuan, Zhao Qingsong knew that what Feng Tengqi exploded this time was still only Fudou Mingwang's dharma body, but this time it was the last of the three dharma bodies that exploded!
Now that all the Dharma images have been destroyed by him, Feng Tengqi's true form will definitely appear next.
Zhao Qingsong plans to find Feng Tengqi's true body and completely kill this demon here!
In the darkness thousands of feet away, a man with a crown on his head and a purple dragon robe looked panicked and quickly slashed in the darkness with a purple sword in his hand, cutting a hole the size of a basin and plunged his head into it. Got in.
A hole the size of a washbasin healed instantly without leaving a trace.
"Feng Tengqi, I, Zhao Qingsong, will not be a human being until I drive you like a thief to pieces!"
Zhao Qingsong snorted coldly and dodged again, appearing at the place where Feng Tengqi disappeared. With a flick of his soul-stealing gun, he had already made a hole the size of a hundred feet, and he got into the hole without hesitation, chasing after Feng Tengqi. Tenqi left.
Unexpectedly, the situation after passing through the space barrier this time was very different from the last time. After Zhao Qingsong got into the hole, he did not catch up with Feng Tengqi immediately, but found himself in a strange space.
This space may be bright or dark, dark or light, and is filled with strange-looking bubbles of various sizes.
Zhao Qingsong took a look at the space and felt as if he had entered a strange liquid. There was a vague light in front of him, and a faint darkness behind him. He was in a viscous liquid between darkness and light.
From time to time, countless bubbles rise from the liquid here, and human faces appear one after another on the bubbles.
Zhao Qingsong looked closely and saw faces that were very familiar to him floating on the bubbles.
He rubbed his eyes and took a closer look. He saw that the people in the bubble were doing things, which were all past events that he had deeply remembered and experienced.
What is shown the most is the little moments when he and Zhu Miaoying were together.
Zhao Qingsong looked at these large and small bubbles filled with his own memories, with tears on his face. The dharma form, which was more than 20 feet high, slowly shrunk. Soon his dharma form completely disappeared, and his whole body also changed back to its original human form.
The soul-stealing gun also slowly shrank with Zhao Qingsong's body, becoming the length of an ordinary spear.
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Humility in the world all comes from asking for something but not getting it - Zhao Qingsong.
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here it is?
Is this a place where life and death linger?
Yes, this should be Wangxiang Terrace!
After death, the soul has nothing to rely on, but it does not go to the underworld. It first goes to the Wangxiang Terrace. When it sees the grief of its relatives and recalls all the past during its lifetime, it will return to the earth from the Wangxiang Terrace on the seventh day when the soul returns to the soul. Only after they are completely separated from all the people in the world and have completely resolved all karma, will their souls enter the underworld and be reincarnated.
Zhao Qingsong wiped away his tears and prayed secretly in his heart: "Miaoying, I think although you are dead, your soul is still there. This soul-stealing gun in my hand can still save your soul. I hope God will bless you and let us two return." There’s that moment when we meet again.”
His eyes widened sharply, and his figure flashed to the edge of the liquid light. He drew out the spear in his hand and made a cut that was more than ten feet long. He ducked again and emerged from the liquid.
As soon as Zhao Qingsong got out of the mouth, he couldn't help but be slightly startled.
In his original expectation, there would be a trap set by Feng Tengqi at the exit. If he came out, Feng Tengqi would definitely ambush him on the left and right to sneak attacks on him.
So before getting out of the hole, Zhao Qingsong was on full alert to guard against Feng Tengqi's various dirty tricks. He had even imagined the worst case scenario. If it didn't work, he turned around and opened the hole again, directly Flee back to the underworld and find another way to kill Feng Tengqi.
Unexpectedly, after he got out, he discovered that there were no sneak attacks, no traps, nothing outside the opening, everything was quiet.
He came out from a large bluestone on a stone wall, and landed in a dark stone path.
There was a flickering torch stuck on the stone wall not far away, which cast an eerie light on the entire stone path.
Ever since Zhao Qingsong received the magical power of the Song Emperor, for him, there is no difference between night and day in the world. Even the deepest and darkest place is as bright as day, clearly visible.
Although there was only one flickering torch in this dark stone path, Zhao Qingsong could see every detail clearly.
From time to time, pitiful screams came from the distance of the passage, and various strange stenches filled the nose.
You can tell without even thinking that this poor place in front of you is a dungeon!
Zhao Qingsong's heart moved, and he walked forward silently along the passage. After walking a few steps, he saw a prison on the stone wall next to him surrounded by an iron fence as thick as an arm.
There was a person in this prison who was chained and lying on the ground with his back to Zhao Qingsong. He didn't know whether he was alive or dead.
Zhao Qingsong let out a long sigh. He could feel that the people in the prison were not dead yet, but they had a lot of air coming out and little air coming in. Obviously they wouldn't live for long.
He took a long, slow breath and suddenly shouted: "Captain Cao Kangcao! Are you still alive? Where are you? I, Zhao Qingsong, have come to save you!!!"
It turned out that as soon as Zhao Qingsong arrived in the dungeon, he suddenly remembered the brothers from the Jinyi Guards who came with him to handle the case.
This can't be blamed on Zhao Qingsong, who values sex over friends. In fact, he has been too busy taking care of himself in the past six months, hiding here and there, and worried. He can't even guarantee the safety of himself and Zhu Miaoying, and he still cares about Captain Cao. Where are people?
This is how people are.
With great ability comes great responsibility.
Without ability, there is no responsibility.
Zhao Qingsong finally has the ability now, so of course he must shoulder this responsibility.
And because he just had the ability to save Captain Cao and others, he also just had the responsibility.
Some people always stand on the highest point of morality and require everyone to become saints with perfect morals and character. Even if a person cannot save his family and himself, he must be asked to save others. To save the world.
Such a person may be called a Holy Mother.
Such people may be called good people.
But such a person is actually a very cruel person on the other hand.
Be cruel to yourself.
Be cruel to your loved ones.
Be cruel to your wife.
Be cruel to your friends.
More cruel to strangers.
Because you don't look in the mirror to see what kind of virtue you have, but you demand everyone around you to be a saint. Isn't this kind of double-standard dog cruel enough?
Quite cruel.
The world is too big and there are all kinds of people.
But we have to believe that most people in this vast world are not saints.
Most of the people in the world are actually ordinary people, ordinary people.
Common people care about themselves first, then their relatives, then their friends, and then other people in the world.
If a layman can achieve this level, he is already a great layman!
He is already a layman worthy of praise.
People who completely give up themselves, their families, and their friends, and wholeheartedly help all mankind. People who have no personal interests cannot be said to be non-existent in the world. They can only be said to be rare and unique!
Zhao Qingsong is an ordinary, ordinary, inconspicuous, and remarkable layman.
So he could only take care of himself first, then his wife Zhu Miaoying, and then his colleagues in Jinyiwei who believed in him and followed him.
Of course, some people will definitely say that Zhao Qingsong, the grandson, forgets his friends when he sees sex.
This is actually quite true.
But ask yourself, is there any person in the world who can never forget his friends even when he sees sex?
Really?
Don't be so cruel that you even lie to yourself, right?
Moreover, for Zhao Qingsong, Zhu Miaoying is not in the category of sex at all, Zhu Miaoying is his friend.
that is it.
Zhao Qingsong shouted loudly, the sound of his power shook the sky, and the entire stone wall began to tremble slightly, and gravel even began to fall off the nearby stone wall.
The torches that were relatively close were all shocked by the Tiangang sound waves emitted by Zhao Qingsong and were immediately extinguished on the spot!
Zhao Qingsong is here to save you!
The rescue is coming!
Coming!
Echo after echo kept reverberating in the stone wall, and the iron railings as thick as arms began to vibrate with a 'buzz'!
A lion roared, and the heaven and earth fell silent.
All the voices stopped, and all the attention seemed to turn to Zhao Qingsong at this moment!
The man who had been lying motionless in the stone prison next to Zhao Qingsong raised his head tremblingly and shouted in a hoarse voice: "Zhao... Zhao... Zhao Ban, you... you are finally here. …”
The man's face was covered with dirt, and his mouth was covered with blood. He looked at Zhao Qingsong's position in the darkness, and tears flowed out of his eyes.
Zhao Qingsong couldn't remember who this person was at all. Maybe it was because the dirt on this person's face was too thick and too thick, so he couldn't see his original appearance.
However, looking at this man's excited and uncontrollable attitude, it was obvious that he was one of the hundreds of school lieutenants who had gone to Beijing with him to handle the case.
Zhao Qingsong agreed, and with a stroke of the spear in his hand, the fence as thick as his arm broke like noodles and fell aside.
