Let's talk about the soldiers of the Sophora tribe.
After the Golden Bat King broke the locking wooden fish of the Guisha King, they attacked the main hall in the Guisha Lake with great force.
After tearing open the opening outside the main hall, they rushed in like a mountain torrent.
In the main hall.
At this moment, Mr.
Bo Huai, Master Qingfeng and everyone on the lake were all paying attention to the battle situation in the lake.
When they heard that someone came to report the victory, everyone cheered.
"If it hadn't been for the great help of the Golden Bat Dharma King just now, we wouldn't have been able to capture the main hall of Guisha Lake so smoothly.
When we see the Golden Bat Dharma King, I want to give him a big gift and thank you," Mr.
Bo Huai said with emotion, his heart filled with emotion.
Endless gratitude to the Golden Bat Dharma King.
"Mr.
Bo Huai, then I have made great contributions, right?"
Xin Yun asked mischievously.
Master Qingfeng was at the side, signaling him not to be rude.
"Of course, you also want me to salute you," Mr.
Bo Huai asked pretending to be serious.
This question confused Xin Yun, and he didn't know how to answer.
After a while, he hesitated.
“It’s not appropriate” The others looked at Xin Yun's troubled expression, looked at each other, and then burst into laughter.
"Good boy, I just made a joke with you and I will give you a big credit," Mr.
Bo Huai said in a hurry to comfort the embarrassed Xin Yun.
"You know Xiaoxiaoxiao, I have made a great contribution," Xin Yun proudly showed off to the others.
The bodyguards of the Golden Bat Dharma King, as well as Linghuai and the others, kept cheering for Xin Yun.
"Brother Bohuai, we should go into the main hall in Guisha Lake and take a look.
I don't know how the Golden Bat Dharma King is doing."
Qingfeng recalled the tragic battle just now and said with a worried look.
Seeing that the important matter was not over, everyone stopped making noises and waited in silence for Mr.
Bo Huai's order.
"Okay, let's all drive into Guisha Lake."
Mr.
Bo Huai immediately adopted Qingfeng's suggestion.
So everyone sneaked into Guisha Lake, and after a while they arrived outside the main hall of Guisha Lake.
At this time, outside the main hall, the battle between the Sophora clan and the monsters and goblins of Guisha Lake had ceased, but the tragic scene of the battle was clearly displayed in front of everyone.
In the first wave of the battle, the Sophora tribe soldiers who were attacked by the Heart-locking Wooden Fish and turned into stone statues had already turned into piles of rubble.
The blood of the killed monsters and little demons dyed these gravels red.
"It's really terrible.
As long as I have a chance, I will never let my descendants survive in such a life-and-death struggle."
Mr.
Bo Huai said unbearably when he saw his descendants and the bloody enemies.
"Brother Bo Huai, there are always some people in this world who, for their own selfish desires, will not hesitate to drag everyone into a fight to achieve their unworthy goals.
Don't blame yourself," Qingfeng comforted from the side.
"Mr.
Bo Huai, my achievements are nothing compared to theirs.
They are all heroes of the Huai tribe.
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Don't be sad.
They will be satisfied if they see that their sacrifice was not in vain."
Xin Yun Following Master Qingfeng's words, he continued to comfort Mr.
Bo Huai.
Mr.
Bo Huai immediately calmed down his emotions and led everyone into the main hall with great strides.
The soldiers who had previously entered the palace to search carefully reported the details to Mr.
Bo Huai.
"Grandpa, when we rushed into the main hall, except for a corpse found in a side room, the entire hall was already empty.
There was no trace of the Ghost King at all."
"A corpse was found in the side room."
Qingfeng who was standing aside suddenly had an ominous premonition.
The time when he regained his spiritual roots, the Golden Bat Dharma King was imprisoned in the side room.
"Is the Dharma King an old man?"
Xin Yun heard that a body was found in the side room, and made the same judgment as his master Qingfeng.
"What's wrong with you two masters and disciples?
Why do you just conclude that it's the Dharma King?"
Mr.
Bo Huai asked.
Xin Yun had tears in his eyes and answered choked with sobs.
"Mr.
Bo Huai, you don't know something.
The Golden Bat Dharma King was originally imprisoned in a side room."
Mr.
Bo Huai saw Qingfeng master and apprentice in very low mood, and hurriedly comforted them.
"Golden Bat Dharma King, he is an old man.
He is blessed with great fortune and great fortune.
Nothing will happen to him."
After hearing the conversation between master and apprentice Qingfeng, Bianjun and the guards did not believe their reasoning at all, so they came to comfort them.
"Xin Yun, don't be sad.
These things are just a piece of cake for the Dharma King.
After all, a long time has passed since you met the Dharma King.
He has long been moved to other places."
Bian Jun said .
Seeing everyone's anxiety, Mr.
Bo Huai immediately ordered the soldiers to report.
"Take us to the side room to check quickly."
"Okay, you come with me."
After the reporting soldier finished speaking, he led everyone from the main hall to the side room.
During the short distance from the main hall to the side room, Master Qingfeng and his apprentice felt that their legs were filled with lead water, so heavy that they almost fell down.
When everyone followed the reported soldiers and stepped into the side room, everyone's eyes suddenly became dull.
Everyone's body was as straight and stiff as icicles frozen in an instant for nine cold days.
"How could this happen?"
Bianjun and the guards, who had been optimistic just now, always thought that they had made a mistake, and they sighed in unison, blaming God.
The body of the Golden Bat Dharma King was lying calmly on the ground, with no trace of pain on his face.
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His expression was calm and serene, and the blood that had flowed out had long solidified.
Because the body had been moved before, dark red blood flowers were printed on the folds of his robe, making him look extremely solemn.
"Your Majesty, please open your eyes and look at me.
The tasks you gave me before have been completed.
The God of Fighting Basket is still there.
Why did you leave first?"
The guard of the Golden Bat Dharma King knelt down on the ground.
While crying, he kowtowed to the body of the Golden Bat Dharma King.
Bian Jun, who was beside him, hurriedly stepped forward, took the arm of the guard brother, and suppressed his grief and comforted him.
"Good brother, don't be sad.
As the saying goes, people cannot be resurrected after death.
If the king is alive, he will definitely not want to see you like this."
The guard did not get up at all, but choked with sobs and told the border commander about the Golden Bat Dharma King and how much he missed him on weekdays.
"Brother Bianjun, do you know that since you left the Golden Bat Cave, the king has boasted about your intelligence and loyalty in front of us every day.
If the king is still alive, he will be as happy as a child if he sees you back today."
"Good brother, please stop saying it's all my fault.
If I had gone back earlier, Your Majesty, he wouldn't have been in trouble."
After Bian Jun finished speaking, he couldn't help it anymore and tears came out of his eyes: