The Heavens: Rebirth of Xu Zhu, Recognizing His Father at the Beginning

Chapter 66 Eight Friends of Hangu

During the conversation, two more fireworks shot into the sky, but this time they were even closer.

After a while, two more fireworks appeared, and a total of six fireworks were set off before and after.

The styles of fireworks were different. Each firework represented a person's identity, with special patterns such as chessboards, flowers, axes, etc. Ye Wuxin was quite amazed.

After the fireworks disappeared, the sky fell into darkness again.

At this time, Xuannan immediately ordered a group of Shaolin monks to prepare to prevent the enemy from attacking.

However, after a long time, no one heard any movement from the enemy.

Just when everyone was confused, a female voice came from afar, singing babblingly.

The song was soft and melodious, and seemed to contain endless desolation and sadness, which puzzled everyone in the house.

In the darkness, Ye Wuxin curled his lips, knowing that the eight friends of Hangu had arrived, he couldn't help but think about the possibility of everyone joining forces to deal with Ding Chunqiu.

After a moment, he slowly shook his head. The eight friends of Hangu had lost their courage and there was no possibility of fighting to the death.

"Evil! Is your board made of magnets?"

At this time, everyone in the mansion alerted themselves to the attack that might come at any time.

Sighing slowly, Xuan Nan looked at Xuan Tong beside him.

Xuannan spoke up to remind, and everyone quickly held their breath, except for Ye Wuxin, who also took the opportunity to smell it a few more times.

After Li Puppet heard it, he immediately shouted, seemingly shocked.

At this moment, an inexplicable suction force appeared from the wooden board, immobilizing the single sword in his hand.

Ding Chunqiu is cunning and cunning, and he is good at conspiracy and tricks. He alone cannot deal with it. Even if two old Shaolin monks are added, the result is still unknown.

Seeing the other person taking action, Feng Bo snorted angrily and wanted to smash the chessboard into pieces as soon as he dropped the sword in his hand.

Deng Baichuan and others knew clearly that the man outside the courtyard was singing an opera, and he was still singing the story of Emperor Ming of Tang Dynasty and Concubine Mei.

"Amitabha, please stop for now and let's speak clearly."

At this time, Li Puppet's song ended and a male voice started singing again.

At present, the ice silkworm toxin has not been eliminated, so we still have to wait for the opportunity and make a long-term plan.

"Be careful of the poison, hold your breath quickly."

The opera singer just spoke, completely unaware that he was also a weirdo.

Ye Wuxin sighed silently, asking Feng BoEi, an aggressive person, to stop, it would be even harder than climbing to the sky.

"Junior brother, let me take action and let everyone stop. The right and wrong of this must be made clear."

"Don't dare, don't dare, this is the guy eating here, it's really a lot of fun."

As soon as he finished speaking, five men and one woman appeared in front of everyone, and an old man with a black beard shouted loudly towards the door.

At this moment, such an actor suddenly appeared, and everyone couldn't help but murmur, wondering what this person's intentions were.

After a while, everyone looked confused and felt refreshed, as if there was no poison in the fragrance of the flowers.

Seeing this chaos, Xuannan frowned slightly.

When the black-bearded old man saw this, he cursed loudly.

Among the remaining four people, two were dressed as Confucian scholars, and one looked like a carpenter, carrying a long saw on his back and a small hammer in his hand.

Before she had even sung a few lines, Feng BoE forcefully suppressed her, and naturally she could no longer sing the lyrics in her mouth.

In the blink of an eye, the single sword in Feng Bo evil's hand turned into waves of sword shadows, but he did not dare to touch the chessboard in the hand of the old man with black beard.

As he waved his hand, the sword flashed and struck Li Puppet's vital parts.

Zheng! A crisp sound sounded. Ye Wuxin looked at Feng BoE with a strange expression, and couldn't help but laugh secretly in his heart.

At this moment, the silence of late night returned to the inside and outside of the mansion, without any sound.

Feng Bo Evil was shocked and quickly used his inner energy to separate the sword from the steel plate.

A group of Shaolin monks of the Hui generation and the Xu generation were not familiar with worldly affairs. They didn't know what the man was doing by switching from male to female. They just felt miserable after hearing this.

"Concubine, there is no need to cry. Let's prepare a banquet quickly. Concubine will play the flute. I will sing a song for you to relieve my concubine's troubles."

"Seventh sister, are you here? There is a weirdo in the fifth brother's family, and he calls himself An Lushan."

Li Puppet suddenly encountered this enemy, and hurriedly dodged around, still babbling and singing, but Feng Bo Evil drew his sword too quickly.

"Who are you? Why are you so rude! Don't blame me for being rude if you don't stop!"

"Weird, I'll fight with you!"

"Hey! The lonely king is An Lushan! Emperor Ming of the Tang Dynasty, Li Longji, hand over Yang Yuhuan quickly, I will spare your life!"

At this moment, Bao BuTong shouted loudly, interrupting the other party's drama.

Another woman's voice appeared, the door of the mansion quickly opened, and several figures appeared in everyone's sight.

Seeing that Feng Boxie did not stop for a moment, the black-bearded old man Fan Bailing let out a cry and smashed the chessboard in his hand towards Feng Boxie's head.

"Lao Wu, if you don't give up, get out of here. Your second brother, I'm here."

"Only the eldest brother has not arrived yet. The second brother, the third brother, the fourth brother, the sixth brother, and the eighth brother. Since everyone is here, there is no need to hide. Everyone should show up."

Bao BuTong on the side also stepped forward, targeting the actor Lingren who was babbling.

"I shed tears day and night. I only hope to see the king again. If I can see you today, I will die in peace. Hey, eh, eh."

Ye Wuxin had never heard of opera before, but now he listened with great interest.

Before he finished speaking, a black shadow rushed up from the hall, it was Feng BoEi who was poisoned.

At this moment, Feng Boe slashed the chessboard with his sword, breaking it in two unexpectedly, and the 'plank' came down.

"Amitabha, good, good, good."

After a few people took a closer look, they realized that he was deliberately pretending to be a troupe singer, rather than really looking like this weird shape.

After a while, a faint fragrance of flowers wafted from outside the mansion, and the fragrance was lingering.

"I don't know what your surname is, but I am under the sect of Murong in Gusu, Deng Baichuan, and some of you are here just to find Xue."

With the remaining light, Feng Bo took a glance and could already tell that the iron plate in the old man's hand was a chessboard.

The last person has a green face and fangs, red hair and green beard, and is wearing a shiny brocade robe. He doesn't look like a human being.

The black-bearded old man held a chessboard in his hand, and the only woman was a middle-aged beauty with a faint smell of pollen.

The two old monks of the Xuan generation sucked in the cold air and let out a hissing sound that was very familiar to Ye Wuxin.

In an instant, two air-splitting divine palms were swung out from the hands of the two old monks, and erupted in the center of the battlefield where the black-bearded old man and the four other people were involved.

The palms of their hands met, and a strong strong wind separated the four figures. Several people looked at Xuan Nan Xuan Tong with surprised eyes.

"What a powerful divine palm that splits the air. It can actually hit the target with perfect accuracy. Feng Boe is impressed by it. It truly has everything in its sleeves."

(End of chapter)