……grandfather?
Gao Yang's slightly trembling voice echoed in the quiet underground space, so unreal.
Haha, my good grandson has grown up so much that my grandfather can hardly recognize him.
Grandpa's low and hoarse voice exuded a sense of desolation that penetrated time and space, and even the pool of blood under his feet also rippled in circles.
What the hell is going on?You are not, you are not being...
Yangyang Ah, you have seen everything that night, right?Grandpa narrowed his gray eyes slightly, and your grandma's hand was cut off by your grandma. Grandpa couldn't sing any songs.
Gao Yang's pupils dilated, and blood flowed backwards.
hehe.Grandpa said to himself, as if he was just recalling some sparse and ordinary past events: Grandpa, I discovered your identity. Your grandma was afraid that I would sing and wanted to kill me, but she also knew that killing me was useless, and there would be another me.
Gao Yang launched the spiritual armed force, and his tone became cold: What kind of beast are you?
In your words, a strange red flashed across grandpa's vicissitudes of turbidity: I am the king of horns.
The King of the Horn!
Gao Yang was very shocked, and at the same time he suddenly realized that many things immediately became clear and clear.
So, are you waiting for me here?Gao Yang tentatively said.
yes.A hint of kindness appeared on grandpa's face: Grandpa has been waiting for you, grandpa knows that you will definitely come here.
Gao Yang was silent for several seconds, and finally got the courage to ask: Grandpa, are you my friend or an enemy?
friend?enemy?Grandpa thought about these two words and sighed softly: Hey, I don’t know either.Grandpa, I have always loved Yangyang very much, but grandpa also has his own mission.
Gao Yang was silent.
Even though he activated his spiritual armament, some hidden sadness and regret still penetrated into his heart.
In any case, the old man in front of him is his only relative and Gao Xinxin, but the ending of the story seems to be not a beautiful reunion.
hehe.Grandpa said slowly: Yun didn't kill me, so he made an agreement with me. She said, give my grandson some more time, and when he grows up and becomes sensible, I will sing again.
You... agreed to grandma?Gao Yang was incredible.
Grandpa looked at Gao Yang with a smile: Singing is my mission, it’s enough to complete it. Singing breakfast and singing later doesn’t matter.Yangyang has grown up now, so your grandma and I are relieved.
Grandpa slowly stood up from the red chair, Yangyang, Grandpa is leaving.
Wait!Make it clear!What exactly do you want to do?Gao Yang suddenly had a very bad premonition. He jumped up and wanted to stop his grandfather, but was captured by an invisible barrier.
Gao Yang tried to launch teleportation, but he still couldn't get through.
At this time, the purple butterfly on the old man's chest flapped his wings and flew to his left hand, and then penetrated into his empty sleeve.
Buzz
Suddenly, a purple light fainted from the empty sleeves, and the purple butterfly seemed to melt.
Hissing
The old man's left little arm grew again, and the thick white bones tore half of his sleeves, followed by dark red flesh and tendons.
Soon, Gao Yang saw clearly that it was not the human left hand, but more like a horn in the form of flesh and blood.
The old man slowly turned around and inserted the horn on his left arm into the huge red horn behind him.
Anger, ignorance and greed!Suffering sentient beings!
Delusion of life and death!Empty cause and effect!
All amazing!
All things come to you!
A huge amount of energy burst out from the old man's chest.
He raised his head and shouted, and the entire palace below was shocked. The blood in the blood pool under his feet felt the turbulent force, rushing out like a circular fountain, constantly rising and falling, like a three-dimensional spectrum diagram.
The old man's body began to bleed, and then the flesh peeled off, and he began to melt like a red wax figure in the high temperature.
No!
Gao Yang shouted, constantly trying to enter the barrier to stop it.But the position around the Blood Pool is as solid as his absolute barrier and can't get over it.
In just ten seconds, grandpa's body completely melted into a pool of blood, drilling into the huge red horns, and then they turned into circles of scarlet energy, rushing out... no, it sounded the horn.
The next second, ancient, mysterious, distant, and desolate sounds appeared.
This voice cleanses everyone's body and soul with some unreasonable penetration.
Gao Yang felt unprecedented depression and uneasiness. He didn't know that this sound had spread throughout the foggy world in an instant, arrived at all the isolated islands, and penetrated into everyone's eardrums.
Gao Yang watched his grandfather die and was at a loss for a moment.
Leave this!
Suddenly, a sound rang out, as if it was coming from Gao Yang's head, no, it was from his heart.
Gao Yang had no time to tell who his voice was, but he decided to obey.
Gao Yang immediately launched a space jump and disappeared into the underground palace in an instant.
brush
A second later, Gao Yang returned to the wasteland outside the dry well.
As soon as he looked up, he saw that everyone else rushed over and was waiting around the dry well.
At this moment, it was already evening, and the bloody sunset dyed the sky and the earth red. Everyone heard the sound of the trumpet that made people feel depressed and uneasy. They looked up at the sky in a daze and panic, as if they wanted to witness a dusk of Ragnarok.
Gao Yang, what's going on?Douhu's face was serious and he had already taken off the dragon-killing giant sword.
What sound is this?Zhuque also lowered his face.
Under the dry well is a palace, hiding the king of the horns, it is mine... Gao Yang was about to explain the situation, but suddenly he found something was wrong with Wang Zikai standing behind the crowd.
Wang Zikai seemed to be in a state of condition, his eyelids kept drooping, looking very sleepy.
Gao Yang walked through the crowd and walked quickly towards Wang Zikai: Wang Zikai?
Ah?When Wang Zikai heard Gao Yang's voice, he quickly cheered up, opened his eyes wide, and smiled happily: Brother, you are out, what's in the well?
Are you okay?
I'm fine, what's wrong with me?What else did Wang Zikai say? Suddenly he opened his mouth wide and yawned. He was suddenly a little... sleepy...
Wang Zikai closed his eyes and fell to the ground.
Gao Yang's slightly trembling voice echoed in the quiet underground space, so unreal.
Haha, my good grandson has grown up so much that my grandfather can hardly recognize him.
Grandpa's low and hoarse voice exuded a sense of desolation that penetrated time and space, and even the pool of blood under his feet also rippled in circles.
What the hell is going on?You are not, you are not being...
Yangyang Ah, you have seen everything that night, right?Grandpa narrowed his gray eyes slightly, and your grandma's hand was cut off by your grandma. Grandpa couldn't sing any songs.
Gao Yang's pupils dilated, and blood flowed backwards.
hehe.Grandpa said to himself, as if he was just recalling some sparse and ordinary past events: Grandpa, I discovered your identity. Your grandma was afraid that I would sing and wanted to kill me, but she also knew that killing me was useless, and there would be another me.
Gao Yang launched the spiritual armed force, and his tone became cold: What kind of beast are you?
In your words, a strange red flashed across grandpa's vicissitudes of turbidity: I am the king of horns.
The King of the Horn!
Gao Yang was very shocked, and at the same time he suddenly realized that many things immediately became clear and clear.
So, are you waiting for me here?Gao Yang tentatively said.
yes.A hint of kindness appeared on grandpa's face: Grandpa has been waiting for you, grandpa knows that you will definitely come here.
Gao Yang was silent for several seconds, and finally got the courage to ask: Grandpa, are you my friend or an enemy?
friend?enemy?Grandpa thought about these two words and sighed softly: Hey, I don’t know either.Grandpa, I have always loved Yangyang very much, but grandpa also has his own mission.
Gao Yang was silent.
Even though he activated his spiritual armament, some hidden sadness and regret still penetrated into his heart.
In any case, the old man in front of him is his only relative and Gao Xinxin, but the ending of the story seems to be not a beautiful reunion.
hehe.Grandpa said slowly: Yun didn't kill me, so he made an agreement with me. She said, give my grandson some more time, and when he grows up and becomes sensible, I will sing again.
You... agreed to grandma?Gao Yang was incredible.
Grandpa looked at Gao Yang with a smile: Singing is my mission, it’s enough to complete it. Singing breakfast and singing later doesn’t matter.Yangyang has grown up now, so your grandma and I are relieved.
Grandpa slowly stood up from the red chair, Yangyang, Grandpa is leaving.
Wait!Make it clear!What exactly do you want to do?Gao Yang suddenly had a very bad premonition. He jumped up and wanted to stop his grandfather, but was captured by an invisible barrier.
Gao Yang tried to launch teleportation, but he still couldn't get through.
At this time, the purple butterfly on the old man's chest flapped his wings and flew to his left hand, and then penetrated into his empty sleeve.
Buzz
Suddenly, a purple light fainted from the empty sleeves, and the purple butterfly seemed to melt.
Hissing
The old man's left little arm grew again, and the thick white bones tore half of his sleeves, followed by dark red flesh and tendons.
Soon, Gao Yang saw clearly that it was not the human left hand, but more like a horn in the form of flesh and blood.
The old man slowly turned around and inserted the horn on his left arm into the huge red horn behind him.
Anger, ignorance and greed!Suffering sentient beings!
Delusion of life and death!Empty cause and effect!
All amazing!
All things come to you!
A huge amount of energy burst out from the old man's chest.
He raised his head and shouted, and the entire palace below was shocked. The blood in the blood pool under his feet felt the turbulent force, rushing out like a circular fountain, constantly rising and falling, like a three-dimensional spectrum diagram.
The old man's body began to bleed, and then the flesh peeled off, and he began to melt like a red wax figure in the high temperature.
No!
Gao Yang shouted, constantly trying to enter the barrier to stop it.But the position around the Blood Pool is as solid as his absolute barrier and can't get over it.
In just ten seconds, grandpa's body completely melted into a pool of blood, drilling into the huge red horns, and then they turned into circles of scarlet energy, rushing out... no, it sounded the horn.
The next second, ancient, mysterious, distant, and desolate sounds appeared.
This voice cleanses everyone's body and soul with some unreasonable penetration.
Gao Yang felt unprecedented depression and uneasiness. He didn't know that this sound had spread throughout the foggy world in an instant, arrived at all the isolated islands, and penetrated into everyone's eardrums.
Gao Yang watched his grandfather die and was at a loss for a moment.
Leave this!
Suddenly, a sound rang out, as if it was coming from Gao Yang's head, no, it was from his heart.
Gao Yang had no time to tell who his voice was, but he decided to obey.
Gao Yang immediately launched a space jump and disappeared into the underground palace in an instant.
brush
A second later, Gao Yang returned to the wasteland outside the dry well.
As soon as he looked up, he saw that everyone else rushed over and was waiting around the dry well.
At this moment, it was already evening, and the bloody sunset dyed the sky and the earth red. Everyone heard the sound of the trumpet that made people feel depressed and uneasy. They looked up at the sky in a daze and panic, as if they wanted to witness a dusk of Ragnarok.
Gao Yang, what's going on?Douhu's face was serious and he had already taken off the dragon-killing giant sword.
What sound is this?Zhuque also lowered his face.
Under the dry well is a palace, hiding the king of the horns, it is mine... Gao Yang was about to explain the situation, but suddenly he found something was wrong with Wang Zikai standing behind the crowd.
Wang Zikai seemed to be in a state of condition, his eyelids kept drooping, looking very sleepy.
Gao Yang walked through the crowd and walked quickly towards Wang Zikai: Wang Zikai?
Ah?When Wang Zikai heard Gao Yang's voice, he quickly cheered up, opened his eyes wide, and smiled happily: Brother, you are out, what's in the well?
Are you okay?
I'm fine, what's wrong with me?What else did Wang Zikai say? Suddenly he opened his mouth wide and yawned. He was suddenly a little... sleepy...
Wang Zikai closed his eyes and fell to the ground.
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