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The Ghost Penal Table is located in the depths of a black stone mountain cliff on the edge of the great wasteland of hell. According to legend, it was in the era of the king of Taishan Prefecture.

Anyone who has sufficient grade status and commits a felony will be detained here and will be sentenced to justice.

The last generation of King Taishan is missing, the Yin Dynasty is in the new dynasty, and the Yan Luo in the Ten Temples has special punishment. Here, it is slowly abandoned, and because it is close to the hell, it is inaccessible.

at this time,

The ground is shaking here, the cliffs here have collapsed, burying everything in it.

"Boom!"

Feng Si'er threw the stone away, and pulled Cuihua, who was pressed down, out of it.

Cuihua'er was crying and the pear blossoms were raining, and she was grieved.

"Are you all right?"

Feng Si'er sat down next to it, also feeling a little nervous.

"Four lords, other people's small stoves, other people's small casseroles, other people's pickled sauerkraut... they are gone, they are all gone, woo woo..."

Heard

Feng Si'er actually breathed a sigh of relief.

Few

Cuihuaer seemed to think of something, and immediately got up, looking at the buried ruins in front of her, and anxiously said:

"Sir, the door collapsed."

"What door?"

"That's the door?"

"I have never seen a door before. You have eaten too much sauerkraut, remember it wrong."

"what!"

Cuihua froze for a moment,

She has always been quoted as a classic quotation of the Four Lords,

So even if the ruins were in front of her, she was really thinking about whether eating too much sauerkraut would really cause the problem of intellectual disability.

Feng Si'er looked back,

he knows,

Underneath this ruin, in addition to the collapsed door, there were two other guys coming together.

Cuihua will not leak,

The two are already dead people. The biggest advantage of the dead people is that they keep secrets.

Get up,

Patted the clothes,

Feng Si'er looked up at the sky of hell,

That blood moon,

Still hanging above,

It was too much pocket-sized than it was at first, and it has become a small crescent, but it is brighter than it was then.

"The wind is too strong, how many people have to bend their waists."

………………

"No, no!"

Attorney Ann screamed,

With both hands, he grabbed Xu Qinglang's shoulder and shook it,

Then it seems that I am not too addicted,

He kissed Xu Qinglang's face directly!

Man,

For example, on the football field, such as on the battlefield,

A bit of excitement,

It's nothing.

Xu Qinglang's eyes were fixed, his face was immediately covered with dense snake scales!

"........." Attorney Ann!

Trembling,

Let go

Attorney Ann turned back in sorrow,

It seemed to be boring for a while,

Calmly said:

"The wind stopped."

"But the fog hasn't gone yet." Xu Qinglang said.

"Not tight, no tight."

Attorney An pointed to the row of soldiers in front of the two who appeared in plain clothes and said:

"Successful, the boss succeeded."

Speaking,

Attorney Ann pointed to the fog around him,

"The fog doesn't go away, it broke through it!"

…………

In the Nu River, three large fish with golden luster appeared on the surface, spitting bubbles.

The laws of the world and the earth have changed, and there is nothing like the gods of the mountains, rivers, and lakes, but after all, there are still some fish that are missing.

In the Nu River Basin, there are three big fish that have become fine. They have no temple number or ancestral hall, but they have been active in this area for 100 years.

They didn't communicate,

It's just that the three pairs of fish eyes have been staring at the rolling cloud in front,

Under the dark clouds,

There is a thick fog,

however,

From this perspective,

The billowing clouds seemed as if a huge murderer was bullying on the fog and shivering desperately,

Driving the fog,

Move here.

The three pairs of fish turned to look at each other,

They have seen a lot of changes in the world, but this kind of Yin-Yang metaphysics,

Actually engaged in such a battle,

Are you really not afraid of the thunder falling,

Was it turned into dust by this glorious heaven?

…………

"How's Sun Lao's situation going?"

"The situation is not very good. The symptoms of Alzheimer's disease are getting worse and worse. Now he doesn't even know the carer who has looked after him for several years."

"Isn't the application recommended for transfer to hospital yet? If you go to a big city, the medical conditions and level are much better than ours, and it will be more effective for the recovery and treatment of Sun Lao."

"It is estimated that it is difficult. This is what Sun Lao himself requested to be recuperated with us."

"Routine physical examination first."

The doctor squatted down first, gently lifted the leg of the patient in a wheelchair in front of him, and when pulling up the trousers, he saw the holes in it.

"Dr. Zhao, is this really left by the sting?" the female nurse beside asked.

Dr. Zhao nodded, "Leave the root of the disease, so after old age, this leg will not work, you hold this leg, I continue to check..."

"it is good."

The female nurse just squatted down,

The body shuddered,

Because she saw Lao Sun, who had been sitting still in a wheelchair before,

At this time, he slowly raised his right hand, aimed at the side of his temple, and saluted a military salute.

"Dr. Zhao, look at Sun Lao."

"Ok?"

Dr. Zhao raised his head and was amazed, and immediately asked:

"Lao Sun, can you hear what I said, I am Xiao Zhao, your exclusive doctor, Lao Sun?"

Old Sun just salutes silently,

Lips twitching,

Two lines of muddy tears dripped from the sunken eyes.

"What old Sun is saying, you listen."

Dr. Zhao is a little excited and nervous. Patients are most taboo on this kind of joy and sorrow. This often has a very serious impact on the patient's physical condition, which is what the people call "returning to the light".

The female nurse immediately put her ear to Sun Lao's mouth,

Listen hard

It's just that Sun Lao is not a local. He only came here for treatment a few years ago. Therefore, it was difficult to distinguish the voice and added a non-local accent, which made the female nurse sound very difficult.

Can only repeat vaguely:

"I'm back......... I'm back... Both......... I'm back..."

next moment,

Sun Lao originally raised his hands in salute and fell down,

He tilted his head to the side,

Seems to persist for so long,

Finally let go.

"Rescue immediately, hurry, rescue!"

When the doctors and nurses in the ward were frustrated by this sudden change,

No one seems to see it at all,

Beside the wheelchair,

Standing a young man under 20,

Young people wear turquoise military uniforms,

Carrying a military kettle around his waist.

He was smiling and he was very gentle,

He was crying, and tears kept flowing.

He looked at himself who was sent to the bed for rescue,

I also looked at these doctors and nurses who took care of him for several years,

Bow silently,

then,

He walked out of the ward,

Along the way,

Without stopping,

Keep walking,

Walked for a long time,

But he didn't feel tired at all,

He came out of the road more than seventy years ago,

At this moment,

This little way,

It's really nothing.

After passing that road, many ups and downs in the second half of his life became clouds.

He walked for a long time until he reached a high slope. He stood there, looking straight ahead.

Raised his hand slowly,

salute,

everyone,

All are coming back.

Finally I,

Waiting for you,

together,

Go.

…………

Yingying could only follow her boss carefully. She watched the boss walk blankly in front of her. Every step was steadily stepped on, as steady as a horse among the horses on the prairie.

And around,

More and more figures are gathering,

They turned from dead soul to dead bone,

The flesh and blood are derived from the dead bone,

From virtual to real,

Still true and false have lost the boundary,

This is no longer elegant.

Yingying only felt unconsciously,

Full of soldiers around me,

They carry guns,

They held their heads up,

The originally depressed atmosphere,

At this time it was slowly resolved,

Kind of unwilling,

That anger,

That humiliation,

It seems to be slowly dissipating with the thick fog in front of me.

Yingying looked up,

She saw this day,

It started to rain.

"Come back home!"

Zhou Ze Gao shouted.

Next,

Many people in the team cheered for a while:

"Wow stare!"

"Let's go home!"

"Go back and chat!"

"Let's pay the fee!"

"I'm bored home!"

"Ermen wow up!"

"I'm turning over the house!"

"I fell down!"

"Just not see, Han is the final army, weak crown captive please invite Changying,

Nothing to see, Ban Dingyuan, Jue Qing Qingqi rushed to the cloud!

The man should be in serious danger, how could he let Confucius miss this life?

Kwan Nai is in danger~www.wuxiaspot.com~Yu Xing struggles forever! "

The military song is loud,

More than seventy years ago, they were stunned to die in this wild man mountain, desolate outside the borders.

Seventy years later, their souls resurrected, and the flags spread out and went home!

The original decadent atmosphere disappeared, and everything seemed to be back to that year, gathered from all sides, and crossed the border of the grand expedition.

The miserable winds and rains of more than one Jiazi did not destroy the desire of the army's soul for the homeland and the hometown, all the enthusiasm for all, ignoring the barriers and erosion of time, and lasting forever.

The fog is much lighter than before,

however,

In the fog,

Faintly, the black shadows were hovering and watching,

The fog is not gone, they are still there.

They are creatures in the fog, and hunting is their instinct. At this time, they are gathered together, slowly gathered together, and stopped in front.

"Come back home!"

Zhou Ze started running,

Behind him,

Tens of thousands of military souls started running together,

Yingying can only run with the boss,

I don’t know why. At this time, when she looked at the back of her boss, she felt that her boss had changed a lot. As for the changes, she couldn’t tell.

"Abandon my past pens and hold me in wartime,

More than 100,000 comrades were called, and they sang war songs to join the army.

Qi Congjun, Jing Huchen, vowed to sweep the Japanese slaves regardless of their body! "

Among the thrilling military songs,

Tens of thousands of awakened military souls,

Turned into the most terrifying torrent,

Rushed towards the last line of defense in the fog,

And the dark clouds in the sky,

At this time, I pressed hard,

Start madly strangling the thick fog below!

"boom!"

The mist is scattered,

Rain break,

Yunshou,

Sunny!