The firelight flickered, reflecting the side faces of the two.

"Sure enough, it's you, why are you here!?" The public loss class was surprised and couldn't help asking.

Windbeard said: "Needless to say, of course I came in to find you!" I can't find you during this time, Sister Yue is about to cry! ”

Only then did the public lose class remember that since he was taken to Jixin Hall by his mother to concentrate on studying the mechanical arts, he had indeed not shown up for more than half a month.

This matter is a public loser's secret, and naturally it will not be disclosed to the public, including Luzhuang's people, of course.

The three of them sat down around the fire, eating roast lamb and talking eloquently.

Mo Zhai had a clear mind and told the story of the outside during this time, and he couldn't help but become more and more worried.

"Uncle Yue, you only have less than half a month to live?"

"Yes, Sister Ziling can't bear it! Although she is still talking and laughing on the surface, we know that her heart must be very tormented, and she has been in tears in recent days. We look distressed! ”

The wind beard was impassioned, and everyone who said it was moved.

The public losing class is even more heart-wrenching, what is more helpless than seeing your beloved being tortured, but you have nothing to do!

"Ziling, Ziling......"

Yue Ziling's cute and cute appearance resurfaced in front of the eyes of the public loss class, muttering to herself.

Just as he was deeply immersed in the longing for the beautiful woman, Windbeard and Mo Zhai exchanged glances and quietly approached him.

Suddenly, with a flash of cold light, Windbeard took out a dagger and stabbed it violently at the heart of the male class!

The public defeat class was in vain, and the situation was extremely critical, so he had to resist with his hands, and blood splashed in an instant.

"Feng Chuyao, you're crazy!"

The public loser looked at the wind beard in disbelief, with a look of horror and disappointment on his face.

Blood dripped from his palm one by one, ten fingers connected to his heart, and the painful wound to the bone could not compare to the sharp pain in his heart at the moment.

The two of them had cold expressions and did not answer, Mo Zhai took out a big knife and slashed at the public loss class.

"Ping!"

The public losing squad endured the severe pain and grabbed the dagger to block upward, and the weapons collided, and sparks flew everywhere.

He took advantage of the gap to clasp the neck of the wind beard with his other hand, and after probing closely, he noticed a peculiarity in his pulse.

The public loses Ban Qin's prostitution technique for many years, and with just this slight difference, he can immediately judge whether the person in front of him is a real person or a person in the agency.

Mo Zhai couldn't strike a blow, and raised his knife to fight back.

The public loser kicked the wind beard in the chest, and with the rebound force and then flipped, he was able to dodge the blade.

When he turned around, the full moon dart flew out of his hand, crossed an elegant arc, and returned to the hands of the public loser class with two sounds.

When he stood up, the heads of the two puppets, "Windbeard" and "Mo Zhai", fell, and the two bodies fell with a bang.

"Master, you've gone a little too far." The public loser class feels sorry for himself.

Take out the roast lamb from the rack and continue eating.

The mutton is fat but not greasy, put it in the mouth, the lips and teeth are fragrant, and it is quite delicious.

"Well, it's exactly the taste I like, and I guess this roasted whole sheep should be left to me by the master mother, so you're welcome!"

The public losing class was already hungry, and immediately devoured it, and ate most of it in one go before slowing down a little.

He took the wine gourd from the two of them again, and took a big sip of it, the wine was mellow, extremely sweet, and his spirit was lifted.

After he had eaten and drunk enough, he burped with satisfaction, and found another roll of white gauze from the two "people", which was obviously designed by someone. The public loser team also honestly and unceremoniously wrapped up the injured hand and continued to move forward.

After walking a short distance, the lights suddenly brightened in front of me, and a bunker appeared in front of me.

However, this time it is not as splendid as the Drunken God Palace, and the pavilions are scattered.

Rather, it is a bunker that wraps the inside and outside, and the scale is much smaller than that of the Drunken God Palace. If you want to get a glimpse, you have to walk in by yourself.

The fire is faint, and you can faintly see that on the bronze door of the bunker, a huge plaque reads "Zhuxintang" three big characters.

The public loser class took a deep breath and said to himself: "This should be the last level of the so-called test, come on!" In order to protect Ziling after going out, there are also people in Luzhuang to avoid the scourge of swords. This time, I will definitely block and kill God, and the devil will kill the demon! ”

Gudu drank the last sip of wine, and when he ascended, he was full of pride, and with a "pop", he smashed the wine gourd and strode forward.

The bronze door opened automatically, and the hall was lit up in vain, and a hundred and ten Chinese lanterns illuminated the hall.

I saw a group of people kneeling in front of me, and when I looked intently, I found that they were all wearing heavy armor, holding long halberds, and short swords, and they were a well-equipped steel hero!

On the platform in the middle of the hall, a person sits leisurely on a pure gold dragon chair, wearing a hat, a fingertip wine glass is dripping and turning, and a dragon head cane is majestic and magnificent.

Behind her, more than a dozen burly generals knelt in two rows, as if they were ready to go to the soup for the people on the dragon chair, and the horses were wrapped in horses.

"Mistress!?" The public loser class was shocked. He is most familiar with the dragon's head crutch, although it is dozens of feet away, but the shape and posture of the master's mother, how can he admit that he is wrong!

"What the hell did you come up with this time? Why isn't this bunker built so magnificently, is there no pocket money? ”

The man sitting on the dragon chair "fluttered" and smiled: "You little, the master mother really has nothing to do with you, and always makes me break the work for a moment." As he spoke, he took off his hat, showed a kind smile from the concubine, and said, "Come on, Pan'er, you have worked hard." Come to the Mistress. ”

The public loser squad smiled slightly, spread his legs and walked forward, passed through the crowd of puppet soldiers, and ascended to the point platform.

"In this case, there is no need to take the test for this last level or something. Let's hurry home and get some sleep. I'm going to die of being trapped all these days. ”

Yu Shi Zhengse said: "Gong Lose class, do you know why our public loser suffered the tragedy of destruction a few days ago? ”

The public loss squad said palpitatingly: "Isn't it because someone has made a rumor that the Beidou Divine Soldier is in our house......"

Yu Shi shook his head and said, "Of course not! If it's only for the Xuanyuan Sword, you can turn it in. Why do you want to mobilize the people, bulldoze our Luzhuang, and leave no people and animals! ”

The public was horrified, he had never seen his mother so majestic, and what she said did make him suspicious.

Yu said: "Actually, the real reason is that I want to use this powerful puppet army to overthrow the Zhou Dynasty and become the empress, and you are the heir chosen by the public loser, the future son of heaven!" ”

As soon as these words came out, it was like a thunderbolt, and the public losing class was instantly split on the spot, dumbfounded.

"You...... Do you want me to be the co-master of the world!? No, no, the master, if all the princes are supporting their troops and respecting themselves today, the waves are surging, and there are signs of chaos. At this time, if you want me to be the Son of Heaven, won't you put your favorite grandson on the fire to roast? It is not easy for us to mediate with them and ensure the peace of Luzhuang. ”

"Shut up! As a descendant of the god of war, is that all he has the courage to do! ”

The concubine roared angrily: "Gong Lose class, do you remember the story I told you, our ancestor Chi You, that is an ambitious hero who can compete with Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor!" If it weren't for the gods and immortals of the heavenly realm making trouble, who in the world would dare to compete with them! ”

"Therefore, this world belongs to our Gongyi family! For so many years, we have endured humiliation and accumulated strength in secret, but also to wait for your birth! ”

"Wait for me?" The public loser pointed at himself, his face full of incredulity.

"That's right, my grandson, among all these children, do you know why you are the most beloved by the mistress. Because the Demon God chose you! Since the death of the sage who was chosen by the Machine Demon God in the previous generation, the public loser has not had a host for eight hundred years! ”

"No, no! Master, haven't you always taught me that I should subdue or strip the Demon God? Don't forget, for this reason, the third brother died alive at my hands! ”

"I arranged that!"

"You...... What do you say? ”

Yu Shi said sharply: "Gong Lose Ban, you are the host chosen by the Demon God, in order to awaken the Demon God, you must use the blood of your loved ones to sacrifice to the sky!" ”

The public transport class was in a hurry, and said in a daze: "Master, what have you done?" Third brother, he is also your flesh and blood! ”

Yu Shi sighed and said: "Pan'er, those who become big things, are not informal." If we want to restore the glory of our past heroes, we must make sacrifices. ”

The public loser shook his head slowly, and said, "Mastermother, what you said is against your will, do you want to test me?" Although you are often very strict with us, your heart is like the sun and the moon, the light and the wind and rain, and the warmth is like the sun. You must not be the kind of person who covets power! ”

The concubine said quietly: "Pan'er, why don't you understand the good intentions of your ancestors. You should learn more from the ancestor of Gonggong, he is deliberately trying to bewitch the heavens, so that the heavenly realm can no longer interfere with the human world at will, and cut off the strongest foreign aid of the descendants of the Yellow Emperor. Then the rebellion failed, and he tried his last breath to break the Buzhou Mountain, so that the heavens and men were completely separated forever. Leaving the secret book for future generations has created an opportunity for us to seize the world! ”

"Just ask about that change of dynasty, there was no sacrifice. Compared with the hegemony of the dynasty, the sacrifice of the third child is worth it. And, didn't I spend a lot of mental energy to make him Skywalker? Now he is many times stronger than the weak person who used to live! ”

The public loser class interrupted her for the first time and said, "But after all, it's my own brother, your own grandson!" Mistress, you said that I was made strong for protection, not for sacrifice! ”

Yu Shi sighed, his eyes suddenly became extremely cold, and he stared at him and said: "Gong Loser class, you look down, this is the family wealth that our Gong Loser has accumulated for hundreds of years, 10,000 elite organs, and there are no less than a million in other places!" I'm waiting for it. You just have to tell me, do you agree, and inherit the position of the head of the family of the loser? ”