This is the first statue that people have set for him, and it is also the most magnificent and solemn statue.

In the past, looking at such "self", thankfulness and compassion are all taken by the people, and I don't think there is any problem. But at this moment, he feels that this golden statue is very strange and can't help but think: "This is true. Is it me?"

Over there, the wind and the feelings are in the split to see if they are trapped and undetected. Thanks to the heart, the fascination flashed past, and the crowd gradually settled down and let out a sigh of relief.

But this tone has not been loose to the end, suddenly felt a pressure from the body, thank you for a heart and immediately tightened.

That tower is too high and too heavy.

The statue seemed to be sensational, his hands trembled, his feet fell, and the tall golden body was bent a little, only the smile remained the same. Thank you for your pity, and immediately call the law. It can be smothered by the law, but it is a cold in the heart. The golden image is not only unfortunate, but it is bent down a little, and it seems that it is impossible to hold on to the faint.

The hands of thankfulness also trembled. He has never felt this way. In his cognition, which mountain he wants to play, which mountain will fall down; he slams his feet and wants to shake the place. And this thing he has never felt is called "power is not good".

As a last resort, Xie pity a bite, flew up, sat down at the foot of the huge golden statue, and violently raised his hand again to call the law. This time, he took the lead, and the golden image really rose again, and he jerked his head and re-emerged the tilted tower.

Although it is hard to squat down, but the pity and the heart are already cold sweats. There are countless people inside and outside the palace who don't know that he has a hard time. He has already bowed up and worshipped this strange golden statue. He called: "The national disaster is the head, and the Prince Edward is showing up!"

"Please sire to save us!"

"Save the people! Protect the people!"

Thanks for a while, he said, "Please come up, go back, go back a little, don't stay here, I..." When he said it, he found himself in a bad mood. His voice was smashed in the high tide of the tide, the more he wanted to zoom in, the more he found his own small. Xie pity took a deep breath and was about to drink. One hand suddenly caught his ankle. As soon as he bowed his head, he was very sad and said: "Sorry, let's go down and tell everyone not to be around here, beware!"

This sentence is blurted out, and thanking the pity to realize what he said, a burst of creeps.

In the past, let alone say this, even this kind of thought will never exist. Even if the innocence is going to fall, he also believes that he will be able to withstand. And now, he found a terrible thing: don't believe it.

Not only do people not believe him, but even he himself can't believe himself!

Grace is casual: "How could it collapse, not with you?"

After listening to this sentence, thank you and pity is another shake. Grace did not pay attention to his slightly blue face, his eyes green, said: "Cousin, I will help you."

Thanks for your pity, said: "You help me? How can you help me?"

Grace does not hesitate to say: "You are not saying that you know how to make a human face disease? You tell me that method, I will help you curse Yongan people. I will help you kill them!"

... He really hid under the bed and listened to the words of the three!

Thank you for your pity: "You... you are fooling around! Do you know what a curse is?"

Grace doesn't care about the earth: "Know it. Don't curse it? Cousin, I told you, I am very talented in this respect. I often curse me. I suspect that he was cursed by me. You ......"

"..." Thank you for listening, and said: "Let's go."

Graceful and busy: "No! No! Well, you don't tell me how to curse, then you tell me... How can we avoid the human face?"

Thank you for your pity, and calmly said: "Do you know? You know why soldiers don't get infected, right? Cousin, you tell me why, okay?"

There are still many palace people gathered in the vicinity, I do not know how many ears are listening, thank you for fear of leaking the wind and what is going on, shut up. But if someone couldnt hold it, he looked up and said, "His Royal Highness! Is this true?"

Do you really know how to cure the human face?!

"Why don't you say that?"

The green light that appeared in those eyes and gracefulness, thanked the pity and closed his mouth, and smashed a few words between the teeth: "No! I don't know!"

The crowd has a small commotion, but it is not big. At this time, the wind letter came back, and when I saw it, I said, "I am doing something!"

Xie pity immediately said: "Wind letter, take him down!"

The wind came from the voice, but the grace suddenly grabbed the pity and eagerly said: "Cousin, you will surely defeat the Yongan people and drive them away! You will protect us, you will!" is not it?"

If a few months ago, perhaps thank you will still whispered loudly: "I will protect you!" But now, he dare not. Graceful expression is extremely excited, thanking him for his fascination. Because he is very clear, grace is not the kind of person who will worry about the country and the people. Even if the country is in danger, he should only be afraid of being in the majority. Why is it so exciting? Hey, he suddenly remembered one thing. Grace father, it seems to be a Yongan person.

Seeing that he didn't answer, the sad voice suddenly screamed: "Prince cousin! You don't really just let it go, don't you? Let's just let others do this and humiliate? Is it not that we have no way? ?!"

After listening to his questioning, thank you for a sorrow. Because he found that there was nothing wrong with the sadness, in the face of such a situation, he really... no way!

Wind channel: "I will ask the king to shut him down again."

The grace was taken by him and he was still struggling. He shouted: "You must stand up. You must not fall!"

Can't fall!

Xie pity also knows that he can't fall. Even if the nearby people have withdrawn, the tower can't be poured. If it is down, not only is the palaces century-old monument destroyed, but the mainstay of Shenwu Street, as well as many peoples houses, will be ruined. Moreover, this tower is also sealed with rare rare treasures and centuries-old scrolls left by ancestors of the past dynasties. At one time, it is impossible to transfer all of them. When the tower collapses, it will be gone. And the spirit of the kingdom of the Xianle Kingdom that it is guarding is completely broken.

However, his mana, like the water source of Yongan, seems to be drying up. To support this huge golden statue, he can not leave here for the time being. He can only hand over the city to the wind and the feelings, stick to the place, and meditate calmly. Because this five-footed golden body was originally the image of the Tai Cangshan Emperor, and Xie Pity called it here. The original believers did not have the gods to worship, but they also swarmed here and prayed for it under the open air. . Although it is a royal palace, outsiders should not be allowed to enter. However, the cave can be collapsed for a while. Secondly, the situation of the Imperial City is confusing, not enough for people to control, and the third is also afraid of attracting public anger. Start chaos, have to put them in.

Thanks for sitting in one place, the Lord and the Queen came here to visit him every day. After a few days of squatting, he supported the tower that day, while accumulating strength, and he would withdraw from the standby. The lord is no more relaxed than him. His hair has been spent in vain, and he is clearly a good old man, but he seems to be half a hundred years old. Father and son meet and talk without words, but more harmonious than before.

The Queen grew up watching the pity and grew up. She had only seen the graceful posture of the beloved son and the state of heaven and man. At the moment, he saw that he was swearing by it, and he was so cold that he was too reluctant to rely on it. Close to him, his heart is sour, personally under his sun, he umbrellas. For a while, thank you for fear that she stood tired for a long time, said: "After the mother, go back, I don't need to. You don't want to be near here, don't be close, I am afraid..."

What he fears is ultimately a matter of words and stops. The Queen's back to the believers gathered here, for a long time, could not help but cry: "Hello, you suffer. You ... how you are so sin!"

In order to cover up the color of the cockroach, the Queen's makeup is very thick, this tears, washed up the makeup powder, more revealing that this is just a woman who is no longer young. She distressed her son and cried for her son, but she did not dare to cry loudly, for fear of being discovered by the people behind her. The Lord supported her shoulder, and she looked at her with respect.

When a person suffers at any time, the first time he thinks of the person who loves him the most. For the pity, this person is undoubtedly his mother. Perhaps it is useless, but tired and devastated, cut to the present with a knife and a knife, this moment, he really wants to change back to a 10-year-old child, and rushed into his mother's arms and cried.

However, all the way to this day is his own choice. The situation of parents is very difficult. So many people are watching him below. He must not show a trace of weakness. If he can't stand it, who else can stand up?

Therefore, thank you for your heart and soul: "After the mother, don't worry, I am fine. The baby is not bitter at all."

Hard and not bitter, only his own heart is clear.

Several palace people helped the king and the queen, and after a step back, Xie Pity was exposed to the scorching sun, and his eyes narrowed. I don't know how long it took, he opened his eyes, the sky was bleakfalling, the sunset was ruined, and there were few believers left.

But as soon as he bowed his head, he saw that there was a small flower in the distance.

Xie Pity is not very sure when there is a flower, freeing a hand and picking it up.

It is a tiny flower. Snowy flowers, green cockroaches, thin stems, still dew, like tears, very poor look. The faint fragrance is like a deja vu, but it is inconspicuous but refreshing.

He couldn't help but hold the flower tightly and stay close to the heart.

At this time, a burst of **** smell masked this quiet flower. Thanks for raising his head, his eyes are all flowers, and a figure screamed at him: "Why! Why!!"

Cheering, I waved the man and shouted, and reluctantly said: "Who!"

The man was waved by his sleeve and rolled over the floor for several laps. Xie pity still supported the five-figure golden statue, did not dare to get up, did not dare to approach, but he suddenly recognized who this person is. This man has only one leg - the young man who gave him an umbrella and was cut by his own hand!

The young man was covered in blood, and his hands were covered with blood. It was actually all the way to the hands and feet and climbed over. There was still a **** mark on the ground. He barely sat up, thanked and pity: "How come you, how come you? Are you not in the forest?"

The young man did not answer him, and he used his hands and feet to climb towards him. Because he only has one leg, it seems very horrible, thank you: "You...!"

The young man slammed the remaining leg of the right leg and said, "Why!"

Take a closer look, on his right leg, it is a twisted face!

One of the most worrying things about pity at that time really happened. If he was not sitting, he was afraid that he would fall. The young man yelled: "Why did you cut my leg! I still relapsed! My legs are gone! Why? You still have my legs! You still have my legs!"

On the day of the umbrella, the young mans smile when he put the umbrella in his hand was vivid, but it was like a madness. The contrast was too fierce, and the pity was chaotic, confused, and trembling: I...

For a long while, he reacted and said: "I... I help you!"

After that, immediately cast a spell to suppress the evil spirits on the young legs. Who knows, there was a mourning sound around, and three or four people rushed over, and they all cried: "His Royal Highness saves me!" "His Royal Highness saves me!"

"His Highness, you look at my face, I cut half of my face, why didn't I heal, why? How can I cure it!"

"His Highness, look at me, look at what I have become!"

The **** picture took a scene and forced him to plug in front of him. Xie pity his eyes straightened, his hands didn't know where to wave, and muttered: "Don't look, I don't watch, I don't want to watch!"

It turned out that after the people in the secluded forest had a collective recurrence, they finally burst into a big mess, and they broke through the soldiers and doctors who took care of them. They all ran out to find him!

Since they have already ran out, if they do not quickly suppress the epidemic of this group of people, I am afraid that the human face will spread faster. Thanks for closing his eyes and forcing his capacity, he wanted to help these people to suppress the epidemic and delay the illness. However, as soon as this side was pressed, more people came to him soon: "His Royal Highness, and me! Help me too!"

Surrounded by more than a dozen people, Xie pity felt that the golden statue above seemed to be a little crumbling, and his heart was awkward, saying: "Wait a minute, wait a minute! I..."

One can't help but say: "I can't wait, I don't want to wait any longer, I have been waiting for too long!"

"His Royal Highness, why did you rule him, don't treat me?"

Gradually, the sound that surrounds him has changed:

"Why didn't you cure him? It's all gone. It's not much to cure me? Are you not God? Why is it so unfair! I want to be fair!"

Xie pity argued: "No, I am not unfair, this is not my problem, it is your illness is different..."

"You don't want to help, you have to help, and you want to help the end. Now, what do you mean by doing the burden? Is it because of you?"

Thanks a little bit of breathlessness, said: "I am not going to bear the burden, I am just... I have to wait..."

"Do you know how to cure this disease?"

Thank you for opening your mouth: "I..."

"You know why you are not willing to tell us?!"

Thanks and pity: "I don't know!"

"You lied! I have heard people say, you know it clearly! I have seen you, you are not willing to tell us, just want us to always ask you like this, to deceive our offerings! Liar, you are a liar!

"What is the method, you are going to say, you still don't say!!!"

Xie was pale, his eyes were empty, and he was pushed and pulled by countless hands, and some of his hands had already smothered his neck. So the most funny scene appeared. He is clearly a god, but at the moment there is a weak voice in his heart: "...help!"

It seems that some people are pulling these hands, but they don't seem to be. He is not very clear. He only knows that these people with **** faces and lack of legs seem to tear him apart into pieces. I don't know how long it took, and there was a horn in the distance. Everyone only cares about crying and tearing, regardless of the horn, but pity is a fierce spirit. Because he knows that it is the horn of the victory of the Yongan people!

He couldn't sit still anymore, or he couldn't hold on anymore, his body tilted and he slammed in front. At the same time, the five-footed golden body that he had supported for a few days, and his movements were exactly the same, and instantly lost his life and collapsed.

With a loud bang, the tall and heavy tower was pressed down, and the golden statue was broken!

The golden body itself will not be broken. However, thanks to the pour of too much mana on it, I hope it will hold the tower that day, it has become extremely vulnerable. The sick people who did not escape from the forest fled, died, and wounded. The palaces and the streets are crowded with madness, and there are fragments of the towers that hide from the towers. Thanks to both hands and hoes, stumbled and ran all the way to the gates of the Imperial City.

The tower of the city fired, the black smoke rolled, and Xie pity grabbed the stairs and passed by the soldiers who had retreated from countless wolverines. He didn't know what to do on the castle floor. He could only look at the black ash and the tears that didn't know when it ran down. In the blurred vision, the corpse is full of land, and only a white figure stands in the battlefield, with large sleeves fluttering. That figure is not a teenager, but a young man. When he looks back, he looks at him from afar. As a chic beckon, he seems to be drifting away.

See you, thank you for your voice: "Don't go!!!"

I saw him twice before, he used the fake skin, but thank you for your intuition, this time, it must be the real body! So, he did not hesitate to turn over the wall, jumped up and jumped down the tower.

In this life, thankfulness has jumped from extreme heights many times. Taking advantage of his high mana, martial arts is perfect, every time, he can land safely, every time, he is proud and cozy, every time, is a standard myth in the appearance of heaven. This time, he is no longer a myth.

As soon as he landed, he did not stand still, but instead turned to the side, and a burst of pain suddenly spread from the legs throughout the body.

He broke his leg.

I broke my leg, but it didn't matter. It will be good soon. However, since that day, thankfulness seems to have become another person.

He seems to have lost his soul, and there is no longer the original glory. Lose the first game, there is the second game, the third game... He does not want to play the sword, and does not want to go out, but because no one else is in front of him instead of him, he can only bite the scalp. On the battlefield, he did not have a negative slack, but he did his best, but I dont know why, even if he was just the age of the weak crown, the hand of the sword has already begun to tremble like the old man. .

Hey, full of fear, and he himself can't tell, exactly who is and what makes him fear. Later, the soldiers who had respected him very much gradually lost patience to him.

Xie Li knows that many people have begun to circulate this saying: What is this martial art, clearly it is blasphemy!

But he can't refute anything. Just because, thank you for being skeptical: Could he really become a god?

If it is only that, it will be fine. For Xianle, the real disaster is the human face, and it is completely out of control.

Five hundred people, one thousand people, two thousand people, three thousand people... Later, thanking the pity has not dared to ask, how many people have been infected today.

As if to issue a final verdict on him, this day, Tianjie finally opened the door to him and conveyed a message to him: His Royal Highness, who should go back to heaven.

Its self-evident that this trip back and waits for what he will be. The wind and the love are rare and a little uneasy. Xie pity is to remember something else. He said to the two people: "Before I go, I want to go to another place to see."

Wind channel: "Where to go?"

Thanks to the pity: "The Emperor."

Silence for a moment, the wind channel: "Don't go."

Xie pity has already gone out of his own way, the wind channel: "His Royal Highness!" Can not stop him, but also had to keep up with the feelings.

The three walked up the hill.

Huangjiguan, this is the place where the first temple of Xie Pui has risen, and it is also the place where his first statue was completed. However, at the request of the national teacher, the three thousand disciples have already been dismissed down the mountain. The current view of the emperor is just an empty view.

Going halfway up the mountain, thank you for looking down. I saw the bright fire in the city, surrounded by a cluster of bright lights, reflecting the stars, very beautiful. Fengxin was extremely angry and shouted: "This group of madmen!"

Xie pity is fixed on the fire, and the wind letter once again said: "Don't look! What's so good!"

During this time, the wind letter has been thankful for countless times: Do you like to find yourself bitter or what? But in fact, thank you for not knowing what you want. He only knows that as long as he has a palace view burnt and smashed, he can't control himself, so he must look at it personally. I didnt talk when I saw it, and I couldnt stop it. I just stood by my eyes. What catches your eyes? He doesn't know either.

At this time, there is also a fire on the Prince Peak. The wind horror was horrified, saying: "How come they even let the emperor not even let go?! These people are dug up the graves or..."

When the voice did not fall, he closed his mouth. Because he remembered, the suffering of many people in Xianle now is only more powerful than the jokes of "digging the graves."

However, this fire was not big. It took a while and it went out. It seems to be extinguished. This time, the wind letter is shocked. Because these days, only people dare to set fire, no one dares to fight. If someone persuades or stops the group of wicked people from letting go to the temple, they will be equated with the "God of God" to pity themselves and fight in the dead. For this reason, the three have long dared not show up in front of mortals, and they are all hidden.

The three people heard the ping-pong sound of the ping-pong on the way to the Taizifeng. Sure enough, the Xianle Palace was already dismantled in seven or eighty-eight, leaving only one hall and four walls still in the hall. There is no **** on the stage of the gods, and a group of people in the same hall are smashing in the door of the broken hall. They yell and say: "You dog hybrid! Dead devil! You **** here to give your wife a break. How is it still, this broken view is your life is not a success?!"

When you look at it, you know that this group of people must not come to the temple because of anger. It is just a group of people who are afraid of chaos in the world, or they are robbing the fire, or simply making a fun, they will burn the temple. But nowadays, he doesn't care much about who is in the temple. At this time, in this violent chaos, a fierce voice of a young boy penetrated the night sky: "Roll!!!"

Listen carefully, this is actually a person being beaten with this group of people. Moreover, this talented person is a half-year-old child, but he does not want to show weakness or fall. But after all, one-to-many, the boy is already bloody, his face is blue and purple, all are scars, his face can not see clearly. Wind channel: "This kid, when grown up, must be a hero!"

At this time, suddenly there was a man who had a glare, and when he moved a big stone on the ground, he would turn to the young man's brain. When he saw it, he waved his hand and the stone that the man had lifted bounced back to his own face, screaming a nosebleed. The boy stunned and turned his fist back and it was an all-night beating. The posture of his beating was terrible. He scared away a group of adults and ran away and pointed at him. He bluffed: "Mom! Wait! Wait for Laozi to bring people to clean you up!"

The boy sneered: "Don't come, I want your dog!"

The group was scared and ran faster. When the boy finished, he rushed to the fire that had been extinguished on the side and stepped on a few feet. He stepped on the grain of Mars, and then he went into the hall and picked up a piece of paper from the ground and carefully healed it. Hanging in the air, finally, relying on the Shentai, sitting on the ground and fascinated.

Thanks for the pity, he went to the Shentai, and found that the teenager was hanging in the air. The pen is tender and tender, and at first glance, it is painted by people who have never studied painting. However, all the strokes are taken seriously, and it is a picture of the Prince. It seems that this is used to replace the statue that was called by him. Wind channel: "Draw well!"

For so many days, Fengxin was so easy to see a person who was willing to defend his pity, and then he was so excited that he couldnt wait to help him fight. Now, this teenager naturally feels that everything is good. The feelings of coveted, flashing eyes, seem to think of something, but did not speak. Thanks for raising his hand and gently touching the painting.

It is not so obvious, just like a breeze. The boy slammed his head from his knees, and a scarred face seemed to be lit up in an instant. "Is it you?"

The wind was shocked: "How is this kid so thief?"

Admire the feeling: "Go."

Thanks for the slightest bite, I was about to turn around. The boy threw himself on the edge of the platform and breathed a little. He said, "I know it is you! Your Highness, you don't want to go, I have something to say to you!"

It is said that all three are a glimpse. The boy seems to be extremely nervous, clenching his fist: "Although your palace view is burned, but ... don't be unhappy. I will make you more, bigger, more gorgeous, no one can match you in the future. Palace view. No one will compare with you. I will!"

"..."

The three were silent.

This boy is ragged, gray-faced, with a bruised face and a horrible face, but he is so arrogant and arrogant, I dont know what to think. As if afraid that his voice could not be conveyed to the other's ears, he put his hands on his lips and shouted at the picture on the platform: "His Royal Highness! Have you heard it? In my heart, you are God! You are the only one." God, you are the real God! Have you heard it?!"

He was so vocal that the whole Tai Cangshan echoed: - Did you hear it!

Thanks for a sudden, haha laughed. This laugh was too awkward, and I was shocked by the wind and the feelings. Thanks for the pity and shaking his head, the boy couldnt hear it, but he seemed to feel something, his eyes widened and he looked around. Cold, a drop of cold water drops on his cheek. The boy slammed his eyes sharply, and in a flash he reflected a white reflection in his eyes. When you blink your eyes, the reflection disappears.

Seeing that Xie Pity actually appeared for a moment, the wind channel: "His Royal Highness, you just..."

Xie pity lost: "Just? Oh, my mana is not working, I just didn't control it for a while."

The boy stood up straight and took a look at his eyes. He seemed to be trying to retain the fleeting shadow. Xie pity closed his eyes, half awkward, said: "Forget it."

I finally got the echo, but it was such a three-word. The boy first looked bright, his mouth rose, and then it was a glimpse. The curvature of the corner of his mouth gradually fell, saying: "... What? Forgot what?

Thanks a lot of sighs and sighed at him: "Forget it."

The boy is swearing. Xie pity and said to himself: "Forget it. Anyway, no one will remember soon."

Hearing this sentence, the boy's eyes widened, and suddenly his eyes shed a tear in his eyes, and a pale trace was washed on his face. The throat in his neck moved and said: "I..."

The wind letter seems to be a little unbearable, saying: "Your Highness, don't say it. You have been banned."

Thanks to pity: "Well, don't say it. However, anyway, it has been banned so much, not bad."

In this sentence, he did not let the boy hear it again. The three went down to the platform and walked outside the broken hall. The night wind hit people, thanked Shaman and shook his head.

He is still a priest now. For the sake of reason, it is impossible to feel "cold". However, at this moment, he really felt the cold of the bones.

Who knows, the boy who was left behind by them suddenly muttered in the hall: "No."

He clearly could not see the pity and other people, but he found the right direction accurately and rushed out, rushing to their backs: "No!"

The three turned back and saw that the boys eyes were in the dark, bright and touching, a scarred face, like anger and sorrow.

In the raging tears, he said: "I will not forget.

"I will never forget yours!!!"