When a storm comes, many birds and animals choose to take refuge.Only the petrel will fly proudly over the sea, bravely screaming at the coming storm.Even if it is just a petrel, there is an amazing ambition Wang Yong is a human being, why should he give up hope before he dies Yin Xia's voice is getting higher and higher-pitched, and his eyes are getting brighter and brighter.She is cheering for Wang Yong in her own unique way and conveying her strength to Wang Yong."
One moment its wings touched the waves, the next it rushed straight into the clouds, and it cried, and in the brave cry of the birds, the clouds heard joy.In this shout – full of longing for the storm – in this shout the clouds heard the power of wrath, the flame of passion, and the confidence of victory.The seagulls moaned before the storm came, and they flew across the sea, trying to hide their fear of the storm in the depths of the sea.The sea ducks were also moaning, - they sea ducks, they could not enjoy the joy of life's battles: the rumbling thunder frightened them.The stupid penguin, timidly hiding its fat body under the cliff, only the arrogant petrel, bravely, freely, flying on the foaming sea" Wang Yong and Zhang Daoling all heard Yin Xia's words clearly, and the sentences of "seagulls", "sea ducks", and "penguins" made the two of them frightened and ashamed.It seems that the arrogant and unbridled ridicule in Yin Xia's words is exactly what Wang Yong and the others are talking about.Wang Yong's originally gray face suddenly appeared with a disadvantageous blood.He is not a stupid duck, he is not a stupid penguin, he is a petrel, he is a dragon Lin who pierced the sky in the storm, Wang Yong's body qi and blood suddenly accelerated, and the suppressed situation was unexpectedly pulled back by him a little bit.It's just a little bit, although it may not change the ending.But at least I saw hope, at least it proved Wang Yong's uncompromising determination."
Ah, little girl, this poem you read makes Dao Ye burn, accept Dao Ye's thunder rage" Zhang Daoling also roared loudly, and the sword in his hand became more and more fierce, as if it really urged the storm and summoned thunder.Yin Xia had a smile on the corner of her mouth, quiet and elegant like a goddess statue.Only the lips buzzed, emitting impassioned syllables, like the drumbeat of battle, which ignited the blood of Wang Yong and Zhang Daoling and released it violently."
The clouds grew darker and lower, and pressed down toward the sea, and the waves sang and rushed high into the air to meet the thunder.Thunder roared.The waves cried out in angry droplets, contending with the wind.Behold, the wind clung to the waves and threw them viciously against the cliffs, smashing the massive pieces of jade into dust and dust.The petrel screamed and flew, like black lightning, through the clouds like arrows, its wings sweeping the droplets of the waves.Behold, it flies like a genie, a haughty, black storm elf, and it laughs, and it cries out to laugh at the clouds, and it cries out for joy this sensitive elf, and it has long heard the sleepiness from the wrath of the thunder, and it is convinced that the clouds cannot hide the sun, yes, the roar of the wind, the roar of the thunder, and the roar of the thunder, and the roar of the clouds, like black flames, burn on the bottomless sea.The sea seized the bolts of lightning and extinguished them in its own abyss.The shadows of these lightning bolts, like fiery snakes, swam in the sea and disappeared in a flash.The storm is coming, this is the brave petrel, in the roaring sea, in the midst of the lightning, flying proudly; This is the prophet of victory shouting: Let the storm come more violently" Yin Xia finished reading the whole poem in one breath, and his breathing became short.It's as if you've just experienced a petrel-style fight.And Wang Yong also became highly excited, and the sound of the waves of the sea was faintly brought out in his punch and kick.A clear voice, it was the chirping of a petrel.Zhang Daoling's sword was powerful and fast, and he got rid of Yu Lao's stickiness, and turned the Xinyue Fox soft sword into streamers, which were wrapped around Yu Lao's body."
Hmm" Yu Lao frowned strangely, but he also felt the pressure.But as a pessimist of life, he doesn't think that a little girl's recitation can have such an effect, thinking that this is just a return to Wang Yong's two lights.With just one more effort, two people can be pinched to death.The old fish dantian was suddenly retracted and then released, as if the universe collapsed and exploded simulated by scientists.The entire universe condenses into one point, and then explodes to evolve into infinite forces that drive the birth of all matter.Yu Lao's simple inhalation and abdomen tightened his abdomen, and he conveyed such a mysterious image.Compared with Abraham's fist intent, Yu Lao, who does not rely on fist intent to oppress people, is far more high-end than Aberham's fist intent.Because he is a real force, for Wang Yong, this power is equivalent to the Big Bang."
Mou", Yu Lao made a cry like a buffalo in his throat, and it was like the majestic Buddha name shouted by the Buddhist Shakyamuni.Wang Yong and Zhang Daoling's fighting spirit was rising, but they were suddenly interrupted by this "Mou".The two of them only felt like a fish in their throats, unspeakably uncomfortable, and they wanted to die.In the next second, Yu Lao's two palms vibrated at the same time, one hand grabbed the Heart Moon Fox Soft Sword in Zhang Daoling's hand, and the other hand grabbed Wang Yong's Adam's apple."
I took both the sword and the man."
The old fish slowly spoke, and the bamboo was in his chest.Zheng Rong next to him was also full of expectation, he liked this soft sword, just like a big wave girl who likes white skin and beauty.Yu Lao is not boasting, but really has such skills.His hand was like a ghost hand, so he easily penetrated Wang Yong's defense, and pinched Wang Yong's Adam's apple.On the other side, Yu Lao's palm was also attached to the soft sword of the Xinyue Fox, and a suction force pulled the soft sword towards him.Zhang Daoling seemed to be completely unable to resist this suction, biting his back molars, but he couldn't get rid of it."
Damn, just say that reciting poetry doesn't work, you have to sing revolutionary songs," Zhang Daoling scolded.After saying that, he sang loudly to himself, and the broken gong made an ugly sound, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he was not in tune.v, you will definitely be beaten up.But I don't know why Wang Yong actually felt that Zhang Daoling's singing was very refreshing and enjoyable.The courage in his chest that was choked by the old fish suddenly smoothed out, and he came back again, and Wang Yong subconsciously sang along."
The wind is roaring, the horses are howling, the Yellow River is roaring, the Yellow River is roaring, the mountains in the west of the river are thousands of zhang, the sorghum in the east of the river is ripe, the anti-Japanese heroes in the mountains are ripe, there are really many anti-Japanese heroes in the green gauze tent, the heroes are holding up spears, foreign guns, wielding broadswords and spears, defending their hometowns, defending the Yellow River, defending North China, and defending the whole country."
This is a song when fighting against foreign humiliation, which is magnificent, and can be called the most modern song.At the same time, it is also a famous revolutionary song that every Chinese person is familiar with.Zhang Daoling is a rough man, and he knows this kind of music.His rugged image is matched with this song, and it is an indescribable fit, as if he has really incarnated into a heroic son and daughter during the Anti-Japanese War, listening to the roar of the wind, listening to the roar of the horse, and listening to the unyielding roar of defending the whole of China.There is Yin Xia's Haiyan in the front, and Zhang Daoling's Yellow River chorus in the back.Since he was forced to retire, Wang Yong's heart has suppressed the enthusiasm for a long time, and it has surged up all of a sudden.There were three huge skin explosion sounds at the same time, and the skin on Wang Yong's hands, chest, and legs exploded at the same time, sprinkling blood rain all over the sky.It seems that it is in response to the faster and faster rhythm of the song, and the tsunami sound in Wang Yong's body has become extremely intense.One sound after another, and in an instant, it reached a top.The four sentences of "defending the hometown, defending the Yellow River, defending North China, and defending the whole country" were sung urgently, one sentence after another, and a sense of impatience and severity hit my heart, which made people instantly give birth to an unyielding heart of Jedi counterattack."
No one can take my sword," Wang Yong suddenly shouted.The eyes were shining with blood-red light, and at the same time, the seven exquisite rays hanging on his chest also began to glow silently.Wang Yong's weird flash, he actually dodged the catch that Yu Lao was determined to get.Then he reached out and held the Centripetal Moon Fox Soft Sword.Originally, the Xinyue Fox Soft Sword had been out of Zhang Daoling's control, and it was about to be snatched by Yu Lao.But as soon as Wang Yong made a move, the Xinyue Fox Soft Sword seemed to have spiritual sense, and it was fixed in the air waiting for Wang Yong's hand to grasp it.Brush, Wang Yong's palm tightly grasped the hilt of the Xinyue Fox soft sword.The soft sword of the Heart Moon Fox hummed and trembled, and a sound that seemed to be happy sounded.The old fish was stunned.The scene in front of him was beyond his expectations.Wang Yong's light and dark strength are not enough, how can he dodge his attack, and win in the battle for the soft sword, which is unreasonable, and Yu Lao immediately found that it is not only unreasonable, but also more outrageous Wang Yong held the hilt of the sword, as if he was a different person.It seems that the sword that has been learned for several lifetimes is so casually stabbed.It is the "thorn" in the thirteen potentials of Wudang swordsmanship.The tip of the sword buzzed like a meteor in the sky, looking far away and there was no danger, and it would be too late to dodge when it was time to land.Yu Lao felt a chill inexplicably in his heart, as if Wang Yong's sword could pose a major threat to him.He instinctively stepped back quickly, touched the ground with the soles of his feet and walked quickly, and retreated more than ten meters at once.This speed is almost ghostly, and it is simply not human.Wang Yong's sword followed closely behind, stabbing from afar.only heard a sneer, but at the moment of approaching Yu Lao's body, he was distanced by Yu Lao.The tip of the sword only had time to make a small hole in the old fish's clothes.Even if Wang Yong had divine help and played a super god, he still couldn't help Yu Lao in the slightest.Yu Lao snorted coldly, and just wanted to mock Wang Yong for "hitting a stone with an egg".But after he saw Wang Yong's unstoppable sword momentum and the sneer on the corner of his mouth, his heart suddenly chuckled, and his complexion changed greatly.He had forgotten that he had retreated very fast and far away.But he retreated, but Zheng Rong behind him couldn't retreat Wang Yong's sword just wanted to force him back, the real target was Zheng Rong's brush, Wang Yong's sword blade suddenly grazed Zheng Rong's neck, and just stayed on Zheng Rong's neck.Wang Yong glanced at Yu Lao lightly and said, "I'm not afraid of my rotten life, but this son's life is different."
You dare to bet with me."