Di Luo fell to the ground, knowing that something was wrong, and when he was afraid, he felt hungry all over his body. A pair of copper hammers in his hand weighed a thousand pounds and could not even lift them up. When he lowered his head, he saw blood gushing in his heart. He didn't know how he was injured. Looking up, he saw Yang Qiuchi holding a strange thing like a chicken leg in his hand. A black mouth was facing him in front, and there was a faint smoke on his mouth.

Could it be that this thing hurts me?

Before he could think clearly, Song Yuner had already gotten up and swung her sword like lightning. Di Luo wanted to use a copper hammer to block it. The blood gushing out of his heart like a spring had taken away all his strength. He wanted to hide, but he realized how bloated his body was like a big water tank.

Before he could regret it, Song Yuner's sword had already swung through his neck.

Di Luo found that he could fly, and flew around and saw snowflakes all over the sky - why are the snowflakes red?

Only then did he see clearly that the blood red in the snowflakes in the sky was the blood splashed out like a fountain on his neck!

His head fell heavily on the ground with a strong tampered golden top. After rolling a few times, he saw the little black dog biting his heel, standing there, with his small eyes staring at him coldly.

This is the last glance of the Dharma King in this world.

Yang Qiuchi saw Song Yuner's beheading action slashing Di Luo's head with a sword, then he breathed a sigh of relief and inserted the pistol back into the holster.

Of course Song Yuner knew that this time, just like when Yunya Mountain killed Emperor Jianwen's chief guard Hong Ying, Yang Qiuchi used his hidden weapon, thunderbolt to turn the tide. He gasped and said with lingering fear: "This big water tank is so powerful! Brother... Go and take care of the master and the child, I'm guarding outside..."

"Okay!" Yang Qiuchi shouted: "Bing'er!" He turned around and rushed into the room.

The ground was covered with blood, and Liu Ruobing's snow-white dress was dyed red. The hair on her forehead was soaked with sweat. She was smiling weakly at a small baby who was tightly hugging her arms. The baby was crying loudly.

Yang Qiuchi knelt beside Liu Ruobing and shouted in surprise: "Bing'er, how are you? Don't worry, Di Luo is dead. Our people are coming."

Liu Ruobing hugged the baby and looked at Yang Qiuchi. He saw his face being smoked and burned like a charcoal-burning guy just came out of the carbon kiln, but his eyes were still bright and his teeth were still white. There were a few broken rockets stuck in the hat, and the temples under the hat were also scorched. Blood was dripping on his shoulders and arms. He must have been hurt by the rocket falling from the sky. The robe was full of holes burning with flames, and black smoke was still emitting.

Liu Ruobing felt both distressed and relieved, and nodded with tears in her eyes: "Qiuchi..., look at our son..."

Yang Qiuchi carefully took the little baby covered in blood from her arms, raised it up, and saw a small teapot hanging between the baby's legs. Yang Qiuchi grinned happily and laughed.

Liu Ruobing said: "Don't...don't freeze the child..."

"Yes!" Yang Qiuchi put the baby in Liu Ruobing's arms, hurriedly took off his cotton vest, and carefully wrapped it up for the baby. He hugged it in his arms, couldn't help but kiss his little face, and said to Liu Ruobing: "Bing'er, do you think he looks like you or me?"

Liu Ruobing smiled sweetly: "Let me take a look."

Yang Qiuchi hurriedly put his son carefully in Liu Ruobing's arms. Then he helped her up and leaned against his arms.

Liu Ruobing pressed the wrapped cotton vest, revealing the baby's little face. He looked at it and turned his face to the side: "The face looks like you, and the eyes look like me..."

"Hehe..." Yang Qiuchi smiled silly, "Our son will be as beautiful as you when he grows up."

"No...boy, you can't be too like me...or...or... the rouge is too heavy..."

"Hehe. That's right, people say that the child follows whoever he grows up. He looks like who he is..."

"Really..." A trace of worry flashed in Liu Ruobing's eyes, and she looked down at the baby.

"Of course it's true!" Yang Qiuchi said seriously, "So, our sons must grow up beside us so that they can only want you to be as heroic as heroic as me."

"I'm not ashamed to praise myself~!" Liu Ruobing gave Yang Qiuchi a lovely look, then lowered her head to look at the baby.

Yang Qiuchi said, "I'll hug you for a while." Liu Ruobing nodded.

Yang Qiuchi picked up the baby and hugged it in his arms. He felt very moved. He remembered that his parents didn't know that their dead son had traveled hundreds of years ago, and now he had his own children again. They have become grandparents. When they think of their parents, they feel sad, and they think of Liu Ruobing going to wander around the world with his son. He couldn't help but feel sore and started crying.

Liu Ruobing heard Yang Qiuchi's sob and asked hurriedly: "Qiuchi, what's wrong with you?"

"Wuwu...you're not going to take your son away soon..., I...wuwu...I will never see our son again...wuwuwu..." Yang Qiuchi felt sad and hugged his son and burst into tears.

Liu Ruobing's eyes were filled with tears, and reached out and held Yang Qiuchi's hand guiltily: "Then... Then I will take my son... to accompany you more... Wait until Zhihui, Song Qing and the others' children surrender

I'm giving birth to you... I'll take my son away again... okay?"

"No! Woooo... This is our son... No one can replace it..." Yang Qiuchi hugged his son tightly and cried, "I want to see you every day and be with you every day... Woooooo."

Liu Ruobing stretched out her sleeve to wipe Yang Qiuchi's tears, but her own tears couldn't help falling.

Yang Qiuchi hurriedly hugged his son with one hand and wiped away his tears for Liu Ruobing: "Don't cry, Bing'er is the most obedient. She can't cry during confinement, and it will hurt her body..."

"Yeah!" Liu Ruobing nodded, "Give me the child, I want to hug you."

Yang Qiuchi carefully put his son in Liu Ruobing's arms. Looking at her happy look with tears in her eyes, she said, "Bing'er, I beg you to stay by my side for the sake of the child, okay? As long as you are willing to be with me, I can see you and our children all the time. I agree to whatever you say! OK?"

Liu Ruobing hesitated for a moment: "I'll talk about this later, okay...at least... I won't take the child away in a short time."

"Yeah!" Yang Qiuchi nodded happily.

At this time, Song Yuner outside heard loudly shouting: "Hey~! Listen to the people below! Your initiation of the Dharma King has been killed by us. You kneel down and surrender to avoid death! Those who resist stubbornly will be killed without mercy!"

Yang Qiuchi looked sideways and saw snowflakes dancing. Song Yuner held Di Luo's round head in the palm of her hand and was shouting below. The little girl really had a bad idea. She said to Liu Ruobing: "Bing'er. I'll go and have a look."

"Well! Be careful." Liu Ruobing looked at Yang Qiuchi with love.

Yang Qiuchi gently stroked her face, nodded, carefully put her down and lay her flat, put her son in her arms, then rushed out of the door and came to Song Yuner. The two of them leaned down and looked down.

The monks below saw Di Luo's head being cut off and suddenly became a mess. Qiangba shouted loudly: "Don't listen to his nonsense. As long as you rebel and surrender, it is a dead end. Only by killing them can you survive!"

The monks and soldiers screamed and waved their swords to fight with the guards rushing up. Although the guards were brave and good at fighting, only a small number of people who came up the mountain were intercepted and most of them were intercepted halfway up the mountain. The disparity between the people and the few were too large, and the stalemate was not over for a while.

Song Yuner looked sideways. Only then did she notice that Yang Qiuchi's shoulders and arms were covered with blood, and she screamed in shock: "Brother! You are injured! I will bandage you!" She took out the Jinchuang medicine from her arms, untied Yang Qiuchi's robe, applied medicine to him, and tore off her dress to bandage him.

Yang Qiuchi was covered in injuries, some were stabbed by rockets falling from the sky, and some were burned by fire, and some were not covered in the short time.

At this time, Yang Qiuchi felt that the injuries all over his body were in pain. He really didn't know how he survived it just now.

While bandaging the wound, they heard a chaos below. When the two looked up, they saw hundreds of Jianwen's remaining disciples holding swords guarding halfway up, and shouted in panic: "No! The Ming army is here!"

Both Qiangba and Yang Yingneng were shocked and asked, "Ming Army? Where did the Ming Army come from?"

"I don't know, there are many thousands of people all over the mountain. I'm afraid there are all the roads down the entire sacred mountain, and I'm rushing up!"

At this moment, the monks were in chaos. Some were still resisting stubbornly, some knelt down and surrendered, and the rest ran around and fled down the mountain, trying to kill a bloody road and rush down the mountain.

Song Yuner was both happy and surprised: "Where did this reinforcement Ming army come from?"

"I'm calling me." Yang Qiuchi said with a smug smile.

"Brave! Hehe, I have learned to brag too!"

"Who bragged? Do you still remember that in Duogansi, you took that child to the backyard to play. I said that Yu Xuan, the commander of Duogandusi, and I discussed something, just to discuss this matter."

"Ah? Really?"

"Of course it's true. I gave Yu Xuan the special envoy of the Jinyiwei commander, Yao Pailiang, to tell him that this search requires his army to help. You know, although the Jinyiwei cannot manage the army, if the Jinyiwei has any important matters that the Jinyiwei needs to help the army, the army still needs to listen to. So Yu Xuan agreed."

"Why didn't I see their army along the way?"

"I asked him to send his army half a day away from us and followed us. Just now, in the tent at the foot of the sacred mountain, I wrote a letter asking Nangong Xiong to send escorts to Yu Xuan behind him, asking them to block the road down the mountain, and sent some troops to follow my guards up the mountain. Once I saw the fireworks signal in my land, I rushed up."
Chapter completed!