Book 2 - Chapter 6: The War.
Evening gloomy demeanor, shone on the wall soaring, covered with blood. The whole building was a bloody red.
A rasping noise, mournful. On the floor of the city, two people eye shadow direction to the far away.
Idiot Silence, looking at the sun is setting behind the mountains. Xiaoling stood next to him, looking at him briefly. His mood seemed unhappy, causing her too. She wondered, did not know what Little Italy was thinking, or he was remembering someone. Thinking here, in the Little Xiaoling feel panic, with. I do not understand what that feeling is.
The night was quietly covered in blood. The Immortal still stands there, silent.
- You go inside to rest. Xiaoling broke the silence.
Yue sighed, slowly turning back to look at Xiaoling. In the space thanks to the torches lit up, Xiaoling is beautiful like the elves. The Immortal seems to want to say something but the throat keeps getting hard, dry. He can not say anything. In his heart the thought was not clearly made him feel he is a slut. What about him? What did he promise? And ... sister ... What do you want people to call you? Tai Bao or Little Italy? Even the name, it is difficult to choose.
- ha! - Two generals here, the royal search for forever.
A harsh voice, a little excited. From the floor, An Van Thang came out, happy face.
- the royal family! - He and Xiaoling turned around, bowed slightly.
- Well, do not multiply so, the king must thank the two new. May have two people, otherwise I was a ghost under the name Damned Demon Fox. - An Van Thang warm, dragging Tuoi Tử, slamming on the shoulder.
- The next royal must be careful - Xiao Ling prompt.
Breaking up in laughter, An Van Thang clasped hands:
- The fault of the king, is the fault of the king. Unnamed wild child that use the humiliation, baking the same army. Incorrect.
- Unhappy Demons are crafty, cunning and very cruel. - said Unknown.
- Okay, okay, the king knows. Now, we must celebrate the escape of this tribulation. The king in the palace, invited two generals.
The Immortals lightly looked back at Xiaoling. Her eyes were uncomfortable. The war is going on, the king is presenting a feast to escape the death. Is such a misunderstanding miserable enough? Elementalist open mouth say something. The Immortal suddenly reached over and grasped her hand. Xiaoling chagrin, in the body suddenly felt strange, heart beat, cheeks blushed pink, hurried to pull back to scurvy Little Idiot. An Van Thang saw that, glanced at both of them and laughed ha ha, fluttering his arm, panting said:
- Slowly, do not hurry.
- These two! - Xiaoling angry, put in.
The Immortals looked at them, wanting to hold on but could not. He stood still, squeezing his hand, sighing softly. An Van Thang also stopped laughing, said a few words:
- Let's go, let's go.
The silhouette of the man walked quietly down the stairs, pouring long balls on the stone steps. Do not know, he is looking forward, waiting for something. Some of the wind blew lightly, Little Immortal went a few steps, suddenly felt strange, a murderous gas where the drag, dense.
- Have gas. - He shouted.
Xia Ling ran before, so rushed to shrug, a body was on the guard, breaking do not fly.
... scissors ... scissors ... the sound of horrible arrows. The Immortal looked up, seeing overhead his thick arrows. The soldiers on the wall did not turn up, the name was hit, poured objects to the ground, shout louder.
He and An Van Thang hurry to air gas, the jump to the wall to observe. Far away, a large army stretched across the horizon, not knowing when it was there.
- The devil attack, why did the reconnaissance troops not notice? An Van Thang whistled, angry.
There is a sound of something tore the wind away. ............ That is the man of the scout group.
- Alarm! Alarm! - The screeching cry. After that, the battle drums, the bar repeatedly.
Soldiers Bloody fast as lightning, the ranks of fine, strapped standing on the wall, looking tensely down, where the army of Demon Battle is arrayed.
Xiaoling now came to Little Italy and An Van Thanh, she also looked down, hissing softly:
- This hand is indeed not trivial. A large army such that the operation does not make noise.
Rao ... fence ... fence ... Again a rainstorm launched. But this time, blood soldiers have prepared, simultaneously offering iron shield to support. The impact of arrows on the shield resounded as the rain fell on the porch.
The name rain just ended, where the hope to laugh black. Shut up laugh, a demon voice said:
- An prince! Would you like to fight me again?
The three of them squinted, from the other side of the line, slowly moving forward. On his shoulders is a crow of three eyes.
Xiaoling and Little Idol nobody told anyone, simultaneously turned to see An Wen. The king was trembling but not out of anger. That seems like a fear.
The laughing of the Demurring Demon sounded all over the battlefield, the hope of the rocky cliffs, dyed red blood like Blood, making it just like a lamp in front of the wind. Apparently, killing the gas that Demon Devils emitted, making the defense system of the Blood is also excited.
- This court ... - Little real surprise, asked suddenly when asked to see all the stone plates of the Bloody fire flashed off like a lamp.
- That is legal security. This citadel is protected by law. The flickering light is that it is stimulated by the enemy's gas. "Xiaoling explained, his eyes still pointing to the uncaring Demons below.
- Mau, quickly mobilize all troops to the surface, preparing to defend. - An Wen shouted with a hand to the general.
The name immediately raised the flag. The drum was pounding again. The footsteps of people running, the sound of clattering weapons. At a glance, the main face of Bloody Mary was lined up from under the wall.
- What is your estimated number of troops? - Xia Ling asked.
The Immortal looked at one round, shaking his head, saying:
- It is dark, I can not be sure, just a few thousand, this name can not devolve in a short time, but the movement was nearly 20,000 troops. .
Little did he say he could not in a short time be able to mobilize tens of thousands of troops without causing any attention. - A loud voice came over.
The voice just came, the ball also immediately from the ground down lightly. Everyone suddenly suddenly backed up and gave up, bowing respectfully:
- Nine princess.
The princess dressed like a flower, dressed in a neatly dressed suit, did not seem to be in battle, stepped forward and ran to the side of Little Immortal, staring at his face.
The Immortal saw that, shyly turned away. Xiaoling immediately hid the discomfort when witnessing that scene. Nine princess smiled, ran to the wall, looked down and said:
- The three of us together, can not lower the Devil Demon? He has only a few thousand troops underneath, basically unstoppable if we attack.
- Do not despise the princess, that is because I guess, we do not know how many soldiers he brought here. - Little Kindness persists.
- Are you afraid of him? - The princess pouted, throwing a look of contempt.
Yi Ye Zi heard from fear, suddenly burst into anger. Afraid? He was afraid of that damned fucking mausoleum? Yeah, he's trying to get his first name. Why now he becomes soft soft, hide behind the wall, only know the hand?
Eyes of the Immortal suddenly changed to full of hatred. Xiaoling see, rushed to:
- You stand there for me, not to be active.
- Me and you go down the battle with a mausoleum - Nine princess hands, grabbed him, pulling to the wall.
- Princess! - Xia Ling screamed.
- General, she is afraid to stay. - The princess said, then shrugged one, launched into the wall.
- Princess! - It was the turn of the Immortals scream, hurry to follow.
Two people from the wall of the wall to the endless Demonstration, to the night the bright lights. Unhappy Quiet quietly watching, a mysterious smile. Was this battle determined? Is it fate?
***
Anh Nguyet to the
horse jammer, leaping into the yard of the front of the power, the sea ran in.
Inside, Zi Seng sat on the high seat, looking worried. Around every corner of the press, martial artists are stressed, the atmosphere suffocated as much.
Seeing the knight burst into the main hall, Siskin jerked, eyes look like hustle, urge:
- Star? Star?
The knight kneeling down, on his forehead drops down a sweat, stammered:
- Yes
! - Born to roar.
- General Zi Ming was killed in the Demon Moon. The army of Mai Shaoqi is only a few miles away from us. "The knight said, his face still bowed to the ground.
Sitting down to the seat, his face to the sky, he wanted to open his mouth to say an hour but could not seem. Around the electricity, loud voices, gradually, gradually. Everyone is extremely confused.
A crowd of barbaric laughter echoed across the galaxy causing the whispers to shut down. Jokes laugh, sour scream loudly
- - He is the god of the life of the old gentleman. It's heaven.
Born like a wild beast drunk with blood, he swung his sword at the great deity. The mandarin did not have the slightest vi tu, avoid can float, rolled to death as a dash. The warriors immediately emitted air, gathered up a place, weapons immediately pointing to Tran Tu Sinh. The scene is like hunting animals. A general, stepped forward, pointed at the side of the Sacrifice, loudly:
- Brothers! Today we take the name of this old enemy delivered to Mai Shaoqi, who followed me to live, fight to die.
Back to earth, the soldiers witnessed the killings crazy Tu Chi, his more information Mai Thieu Ky is pulling troops to Anh Nguyet, no one is said to stand on the other generals. .
From outside the direction of the representative, only heard the clatter of guns, shouting, shouting, footsteps beaming ...
***
Bright light into a demonic colors. No one can define them as light. The city is quiet, as if it was not before a bloody battle.
It was a dark yellow color. At the gate of the city, a long line of soldiers and martial arts brass wait wait. On the floor, a white flag was hung up, fluttering.
From the end of the horizon, small dots gradually appear. We gradually, gradually. The creaking sound of the wind rumbled through the sky. Lac Dieu Quan bravely stood in line, the wind came flying. Flying ahead, is Mai Shaoqi. Beside him, a vigorous white Eagle is also striding toward Anh Nguyet. On the lilac side, it is the vajra leader.
- Brother looked, white flag. Have you surrendered?
Bach Ung priest squinted to paragraph whispered:
- Be careful not to hit the protuberance of his suffering that attackers.
Mai Shaoqi did not say, wave hand signals. Luo Zhenjun immediately deployed the squad, slowly lowering the altitude. The soldiers on the back of the weapon are ready.
- The person who was tied up was not born? - Venerable Master said.
Mai Chieu Ky looked carefully, also exclaimed:
- Why is he tied back, forced on the other stake? Do you count?
Below, in front of a long line of soldiers, officers, martial arts, a large stake is erected. Above the stake, Chen Ziyi was tied up. He was about to be teased, always mouth cursing.
Mai Chieu Ky and White Prayer leader landed on a few trượng. On top of that, the Luoyang flew into a circle around the two, ready to hand if anything threatened the owner.
Mai Chieu Ky went to the pile, looked up to see the Birth. Looking down, spit a spit, spit down. Mai Thieu Ky saw that, hurried back and dodge, the paragraph up, laughed ha ha.
From among the officers, a shining brigand, step forward, politely saying:
- We spirit of cooperation, abandoned the name of Tran Tu Sinh, wish the emperor, proving this loyalty. All the people and dignitaries of Anh Nguyet are always following the king.
Mai Chieu Ky looked at a turn and turned to the White Chief. The white-eyed Caucasian frowned, shaking his head.
Mai Thieu Ky turned around, swinging one up. The road was bright, the light rays as fast as the lightning, a way to split the two together with the pole. The pile of two crystallized crystals fell into two directions.
Witnessing that scene, all the soldiers are kneeling down, cheering:
- Holy long life.
Mai Thieu Ky attacked, jumped on the back of the jug, do not say that, wave hand. The screams, the horrible sound resounded, the crew on the high down, stretched the claw to tear the corpses all the soldiers are kneeling to cheat Mai Shaoqi.
Bald eagles and eagles move into the city. Mai Chieu Ky did not know that it would be as easy to take Anh Nguyet as to get a toy in that bag. Y flying next to the white guru said softly:
- All those who have protested once will have a second time.END=NAM MO SAKYAMUNI BUDDHA.( 3 TIMES ).VIETNAMESE TRANSLATE ENGLISH BY=THICH CHAN TANH.THE MIND OF ENLIGHTENMENT.VIETNAMESE BUDDHIST NUN=GOLDEN LOTUS MONASTERY=AUSTRALIA,SYDNEY.19/6/2018.
A rasping noise, mournful. On the floor of the city, two people eye shadow direction to the far away.
Idiot Silence, looking at the sun is setting behind the mountains. Xiaoling stood next to him, looking at him briefly. His mood seemed unhappy, causing her too. She wondered, did not know what Little Italy was thinking, or he was remembering someone. Thinking here, in the Little Xiaoling feel panic, with. I do not understand what that feeling is.
The night was quietly covered in blood. The Immortal still stands there, silent.
- You go inside to rest. Xiaoling broke the silence.
Yue sighed, slowly turning back to look at Xiaoling. In the space thanks to the torches lit up, Xiaoling is beautiful like the elves. The Immortal seems to want to say something but the throat keeps getting hard, dry. He can not say anything. In his heart the thought was not clearly made him feel he is a slut. What about him? What did he promise? And ... sister ... What do you want people to call you? Tai Bao or Little Italy? Even the name, it is difficult to choose.
- ha! - Two generals here, the royal search for forever.
A harsh voice, a little excited. From the floor, An Van Thang came out, happy face.
- the royal family! - He and Xiaoling turned around, bowed slightly.
- Well, do not multiply so, the king must thank the two new. May have two people, otherwise I was a ghost under the name Damned Demon Fox. - An Van Thang warm, dragging Tuoi Tử, slamming on the shoulder.
- The next royal must be careful - Xiao Ling prompt.
Breaking up in laughter, An Van Thang clasped hands:
- The fault of the king, is the fault of the king. Unnamed wild child that use the humiliation, baking the same army. Incorrect.
- Unhappy Demons are crafty, cunning and very cruel. - said Unknown.
- Okay, okay, the king knows. Now, we must celebrate the escape of this tribulation. The king in the palace, invited two generals.
The Immortals lightly looked back at Xiaoling. Her eyes were uncomfortable. The war is going on, the king is presenting a feast to escape the death. Is such a misunderstanding miserable enough? Elementalist open mouth say something. The Immortal suddenly reached over and grasped her hand. Xiaoling chagrin, in the body suddenly felt strange, heart beat, cheeks blushed pink, hurried to pull back to scurvy Little Idiot. An Van Thang saw that, glanced at both of them and laughed ha ha, fluttering his arm, panting said:
- Slowly, do not hurry.
- These two! - Xiaoling angry, put in.
The Immortals looked at them, wanting to hold on but could not. He stood still, squeezing his hand, sighing softly. An Van Thang also stopped laughing, said a few words:
- Let's go, let's go.
The silhouette of the man walked quietly down the stairs, pouring long balls on the stone steps. Do not know, he is looking forward, waiting for something. Some of the wind blew lightly, Little Immortal went a few steps, suddenly felt strange, a murderous gas where the drag, dense.
- Have gas. - He shouted.
Xia Ling ran before, so rushed to shrug, a body was on the guard, breaking do not fly.
... scissors ... scissors ... the sound of horrible arrows. The Immortal looked up, seeing overhead his thick arrows. The soldiers on the wall did not turn up, the name was hit, poured objects to the ground, shout louder.
He and An Van Thang hurry to air gas, the jump to the wall to observe. Far away, a large army stretched across the horizon, not knowing when it was there.
- The devil attack, why did the reconnaissance troops not notice? An Van Thang whistled, angry.
There is a sound of something tore the wind away. ............ That is the man of the scout group.
- Alarm! Alarm! - The screeching cry. After that, the battle drums, the bar repeatedly.
Soldiers Bloody fast as lightning, the ranks of fine, strapped standing on the wall, looking tensely down, where the army of Demon Battle is arrayed.
Xiaoling now came to Little Italy and An Van Thanh, she also looked down, hissing softly:
- This hand is indeed not trivial. A large army such that the operation does not make noise.
Rao ... fence ... fence ... Again a rainstorm launched. But this time, blood soldiers have prepared, simultaneously offering iron shield to support. The impact of arrows on the shield resounded as the rain fell on the porch.
The name rain just ended, where the hope to laugh black. Shut up laugh, a demon voice said:
- An prince! Would you like to fight me again?
The three of them squinted, from the other side of the line, slowly moving forward. On his shoulders is a crow of three eyes.
Xiaoling and Little Idol nobody told anyone, simultaneously turned to see An Wen. The king was trembling but not out of anger. That seems like a fear.
The laughing of the Demurring Demon sounded all over the battlefield, the hope of the rocky cliffs, dyed red blood like Blood, making it just like a lamp in front of the wind. Apparently, killing the gas that Demon Devils emitted, making the defense system of the Blood is also excited.
- This court ... - Little real surprise, asked suddenly when asked to see all the stone plates of the Bloody fire flashed off like a lamp.
- That is legal security. This citadel is protected by law. The flickering light is that it is stimulated by the enemy's gas. "Xiaoling explained, his eyes still pointing to the uncaring Demons below.
- Mau, quickly mobilize all troops to the surface, preparing to defend. - An Wen shouted with a hand to the general.
The name immediately raised the flag. The drum was pounding again. The footsteps of people running, the sound of clattering weapons. At a glance, the main face of Bloody Mary was lined up from under the wall.
- What is your estimated number of troops? - Xia Ling asked.
The Immortal looked at one round, shaking his head, saying:
- It is dark, I can not be sure, just a few thousand, this name can not devolve in a short time, but the movement was nearly 20,000 troops. .
Little did he say he could not in a short time be able to mobilize tens of thousands of troops without causing any attention. - A loud voice came over.
The voice just came, the ball also immediately from the ground down lightly. Everyone suddenly suddenly backed up and gave up, bowing respectfully:
- Nine princess.
The princess dressed like a flower, dressed in a neatly dressed suit, did not seem to be in battle, stepped forward and ran to the side of Little Immortal, staring at his face.
The Immortal saw that, shyly turned away. Xiaoling immediately hid the discomfort when witnessing that scene. Nine princess smiled, ran to the wall, looked down and said:
- The three of us together, can not lower the Devil Demon? He has only a few thousand troops underneath, basically unstoppable if we attack.
- Are you afraid of him? - The princess pouted, throwing a look of contempt.
Yi Ye Zi heard from fear, suddenly burst into anger. Afraid? He was afraid of that damned fucking mausoleum? Yeah, he's trying to get his first name. Why now he becomes soft soft, hide behind the wall, only know the hand?
Eyes of the Immortal suddenly changed to full of hatred. Xiaoling see, rushed to:
- You stand there for me, not to be active.
- Me and you go down the battle with a mausoleum - Nine princess hands, grabbed him, pulling to the wall.
- Princess! - Xia Ling screamed.
- General, she is afraid to stay. - The princess said, then shrugged one, launched into the wall.
- Princess! - It was the turn of the Immortals scream, hurry to follow.
Two people from the wall of the wall to the endless Demonstration, to the night the bright lights. Unhappy Quiet quietly watching, a mysterious smile. Was this battle determined? Is it fate?
***
Anh Nguyet to the
horse jammer, leaping into the yard of the front of the power, the sea ran in.
Inside, Zi Seng sat on the high seat, looking worried. Around every corner of the press, martial artists are stressed, the atmosphere suffocated as much.
Seeing the knight burst into the main hall, Siskin jerked, eyes look like hustle, urge:
- Star? Star?
The knight kneeling down, on his forehead drops down a sweat, stammered:
- Yes
! - Born to roar.
- General Zi Ming was killed in the Demon Moon. The army of Mai Shaoqi is only a few miles away from us. "The knight said, his face still bowed to the ground.
Sitting down to the seat, his face to the sky, he wanted to open his mouth to say an hour but could not seem. Around the electricity, loud voices, gradually, gradually. Everyone is extremely confused.
A crowd of barbaric laughter echoed across the galaxy causing the whispers to shut down. Jokes laugh, sour scream loudly
- - He is the god of the life of the old gentleman. It's heaven.
Born like a wild beast drunk with blood, he swung his sword at the great deity. The mandarin did not have the slightest vi tu, avoid can float, rolled to death as a dash. The warriors immediately emitted air, gathered up a place, weapons immediately pointing to Tran Tu Sinh. The scene is like hunting animals. A general, stepped forward, pointed at the side of the Sacrifice, loudly:
- Brothers! Today we take the name of this old enemy delivered to Mai Shaoqi, who followed me to live, fight to die.
Back to earth, the soldiers witnessed the killings crazy Tu Chi, his more information Mai Thieu Ky is pulling troops to Anh Nguyet, no one is said to stand on the other generals. .
From outside the direction of the representative, only heard the clatter of guns, shouting, shouting, footsteps beaming ...
***
Bright light into a demonic colors. No one can define them as light. The city is quiet, as if it was not before a bloody battle.
It was a dark yellow color. At the gate of the city, a long line of soldiers and martial arts brass wait wait. On the floor, a white flag was hung up, fluttering.
From the end of the horizon, small dots gradually appear. We gradually, gradually. The creaking sound of the wind rumbled through the sky. Lac Dieu Quan bravely stood in line, the wind came flying. Flying ahead, is Mai Shaoqi. Beside him, a vigorous white Eagle is also striding toward Anh Nguyet. On the lilac side, it is the vajra leader.
- Brother looked, white flag. Have you surrendered?
Bach Ung priest squinted to paragraph whispered:
- Be careful not to hit the protuberance of his suffering that attackers.
Mai Shaoqi did not say, wave hand signals. Luo Zhenjun immediately deployed the squad, slowly lowering the altitude. The soldiers on the back of the weapon are ready.
- The person who was tied up was not born? - Venerable Master said.
Mai Chieu Ky looked carefully, also exclaimed:
- Why is he tied back, forced on the other stake? Do you count?
Below, in front of a long line of soldiers, officers, martial arts, a large stake is erected. Above the stake, Chen Ziyi was tied up. He was about to be teased, always mouth cursing.
Mai Chieu Ky and White Prayer leader landed on a few trượng. On top of that, the Luoyang flew into a circle around the two, ready to hand if anything threatened the owner.
Mai Chieu Ky went to the pile, looked up to see the Birth. Looking down, spit a spit, spit down. Mai Thieu Ky saw that, hurried back and dodge, the paragraph up, laughed ha ha.
From among the officers, a shining brigand, step forward, politely saying:
- We spirit of cooperation, abandoned the name of Tran Tu Sinh, wish the emperor, proving this loyalty. All the people and dignitaries of Anh Nguyet are always following the king.
Mai Chieu Ky looked at a turn and turned to the White Chief. The white-eyed Caucasian frowned, shaking his head.
Mai Thieu Ky turned around, swinging one up. The road was bright, the light rays as fast as the lightning, a way to split the two together with the pole. The pile of two crystallized crystals fell into two directions.
Witnessing that scene, all the soldiers are kneeling down, cheering:
- Holy long life.
Mai Thieu Ky attacked, jumped on the back of the jug, do not say that, wave hand. The screams, the horrible sound resounded, the crew on the high down, stretched the claw to tear the corpses all the soldiers are kneeling to cheat Mai Shaoqi.
Bald eagles and eagles move into the city. Mai Chieu Ky did not know that it would be as easy to take Anh Nguyet as to get a toy in that bag. Y flying next to the white guru said softly:
- All those who have protested once will have a second time.END=NAM MO SAKYAMUNI BUDDHA.( 3 TIMES ).VIETNAMESE TRANSLATE ENGLISH BY=THICH CHAN TANH.THE MIND OF ENLIGHTENMENT.VIETNAMESE BUDDHIST NUN=GOLDEN LOTUS MONASTERY=AUSTRALIA,SYDNEY.19/6/2018.
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