Please Kill the Demon

The golden light on the high dragon platform is shining brightly, the clouds all over the sky are churning into groups, and the gaze of the crowd is as hot as the sun. There are ten coiled dragon pillars on the side and rear, and the banners of the ten sects of the Imperial City Battle are hung respectively. If they are completely eliminated, a Panlong pillar will be removed. But at this moment, there is only one big banner with gold thorns on a white background waving in the wind.

"Shushan School!"

The shouts like a wave ended with the emperor of the Yu Dynasty ascending the dragon platform. Usually, the big figures of Jian Guofu would come out to announce this part, but this time the emperor came to the stage to roll his name, obviously he was in a good mood.

"After many days of competition, the one who finally won the championship in this Xianmen Conference is... the Shushan faction!" The emperor's majestic voice revealed a hint of joy.

Chuliang's identity as the imperial brother is actually only a small part of the reason, the main reason is that the Penglai family has been dominant for too long, and any sect that wins the championship with Penglai's footsteps will inevitably be very happy.

"Ling Ao! Xu Ziyang! Jiang Yuebai!" He read out the names of these young people word by word, "and my imperial brother, Chu Liang!"

"He is the number one scholar of this session!"

Whenever he uttered a name, the twelve big drums on the city wall would be struck at the same time, and all the audience would not hesitate to cheer and shout, even the auspicious clouds in the sky were cheering for these young people.

This is the most dazzling name in this generation!

In a short time thereafter, they will be spread all over the world and inside and outside Kyushu, and will be known to the whole world. No matter what step these young people take in the future, the glory they have gained today is enough to be proud of for a lifetime.

The whole Yu is boiling over them!

But at this moment, Chu Liang had no time to pay attention to these things, he was lying in Jiang Yuebai's arms with his eyes closed peacefully. Jiang Yuebai sat in the medical hall under the imperial city, resting Chu Liang's head on her lap, waiting for the supervisor to treat Chu Liang's wounds himself.

"Strange..." The supervisor next to him frowned and said: "I have used my true energy to hold his lifeline, and all his injuries are flesh and blood, although the injuries are serious... But his physical strength has long been restored The foundation is done, we shouldn’t be in a coma anymore.”

"Did you hear that?" Jiang Yuebai patted Chu Liang's face, "It's time to wake up."

"Hmm..." Chu Liang's eyelids moved, but he still didn't wake up.

"If you procrastinate any longer, you'll miss the Longtai roll call. Don't pretend." Jiang Yuebai said again.

"Hiss..." Chu Liang opened his eyes immediately, covered the back of his head, and said in a daze, "If you want to say that I am dizzy, I must be dizzy. But why can I still hear something vaguely? I I could hear a heavenly voice calling me, and calling me back."

Jiang Yuebai smiled helplessly, "I really can't do anything about you."

Looking at her face, Chu Liang realized that although some beauties looked surprisingly beautiful from a distance, when they looked closely... they were even more beautiful.

"Why did you admit defeat?" he asked.

When Jiang Yuebai heard this, she gave him an annoyed look at first.

It turned out that this kid even heard this part.

It means that he probably didn't faint from the beginning to the end, he just fell and was caught by himself, and he just touched the porcelain.

"You deserve it." After a pause, she stood up and pointed to the outside of the city wall, "Everyone is calling your name."

Although Chu Liang's injuries were serious, as the Jianguo Ling said, they were all flesh wounds. For practitioners, especially Chu Liang's strong resilience, the basic part has been healed in a short while, and the rest will slowly heal. It's okay to rest, it's not a big deal. Although he can no longer fight at this moment, there is no inconvenience in his actions.

There are several halls like this in a row, where the immortal disciples who were injured in the battle of the imperial city were treated here, and Yang Yuhu was standing at the door of one of them.

He was also listening to the voices outside, dazed in a daze.

Seeing Chu Liang come out, he was a little embarrassed, but Chu Liang greeted with a smile first: "Brother Yang, is your brother okay?"

"Brother, he... is fine, just rest and recuperate for a few days." Yang Yuhu replied, and then whispered: "Congratulations."

Yang Shenlong's Azure Dragon Inheritance heals the most, and he believes that the healing speed will not be slower than his own.

"Thank you." Chu Liang nodded slightly.

Afterwards, they jumped up together with Jiang Yuebai and appeared on the high wall of the imperial city. Here, Ling Ao and Xu Ziyang have been waiting for a while. Just wait for Chu Liang and the others to arrive, and then they can climb up the Dragon Terrace together.

Seeing Jiang Yuebai and Chu Liang appearing together, the already loud cheers rose again.

At the beginning, when Chu Liang and Jiang Yuebai got close, most of the voices sounded like "dog thief". But now, everyone around is "good match", and no one would dare to disagree.

Even if there are a few Jiang Jiang diehards who are unwilling to accept the reality, someone will immediately jump out and give a stern warning.

They are talented and beautiful, and they are a natural match. It's your turn to object, a monster?

"Come!" The emperor waved his hand.

The four of Chu and Liang climbed onto the Dragon Platform together, and then some palace officials came to cover them with golden crowns, jade belts, colorful satin, and red embroidery...the four of them were immediately dressed up beautifully.

Chu Liang and Jiang Yuebai stood in the center, like a bridegroom and a bride, Xu Ziyang looked like a handsome best man, Ling Ao... like the bride's brother Jie Liuzi, who had to bite the bullet and send his sister off because his father was drunk. get married.

In this atmosphere of universal celebration, the emperor held Chu Liang's hand and said, "Zhuangyuan Lang, tell everyone something."

As the newly-promoted No. 1 Scholar of the Immortal Gate, Chu Liang should say exactly what. On the Dragon Terrace, there is no need to make a loud voice, it will immediately spread throughout the city and be remembered by people.

He took a step forward and cleared his throat. The youthful heroism was glorious, even for him who was used to seeing big scenes, it was inevitable that there would be some ups and downs.

Chu Liang calmed down a bit, and finally said excitedly: "My family..."

"Shushan Hongmian Peak will open a batch of new stores in the Yudu Immortal Square, and this month will be the winner of the big prize, all products will be 50% off!"

...

When almost all the people in Yudu gathered outside the imperial city, there was a little boy who didn't care about the fairy gate meeting.

The joys and sorrows of people are not the same.

He was holding a small tortoise in his hand, the tortoise's head drooped limply, and the little boy sat on the ground and whimpered.

At this time, an old and gentle voice suddenly came from the side.

"Kid, what are you sad about?"

The little boy looked up and found that it was an old man with long beard and white hair dressed in coarse linen clothes. He looked very kind, he did not know how old he was, his face was almost covered by the white beard and hair, only a smile could be seen.

"My little turtle is dead..." the little boy said sadly, "Just now everyone was running over there to watch the fairy gate meeting, but the little turtle accidentally crawled into the middle of the road and was trampled to death!"

"Then... do you want him to be resurrected?" the kind old man asked suddenly.

"Huh?" The little boy raised his head strangely. Although he is young, he also knows the truth that a turtle cannot be resurrected after death, "Is it possible?"

"As long as you wish sincerely, then I can help you realize your wish." The kind old man said with a smile.

As soon as the little boy heard this, he closed his eyes and made a wish: "Then I sincerely hope that the little turtle will come back to life."

As he spoke, the old man brushed the little turtle's body lightly with his hand, and a miraculous thing happened.

The tortoise's head, which had been drooping softly, was slowly raised, and the little tortoise raised its head again, shaking from side to side.

"Huh?" The little boy's eyes widened in surprise, "The little turtle is really alive!"

When he looked at the old man, his eyes seemed to be looking at an old fairy, "Grandpa, you are really amazing!"

"Hehe." The old man smiled lightly and asked, "Are you happy?"

"Happy!" The little boy nodded heavily.

"Then I helped you realize your wish, can you do me a favor too?" the old man asked kindly.

"En!" The little boy nodded again and asked, "What can I do for you?"

"Help me sing this ballad to your little friends, will you?" The old man's voice seemed to be imprinted in the little boy's mind.

He memorized the long ballad after listening to it once as a child, and he couldn't even forget it.

"Ziweiyin, Yinghuogao, a celestial master descended to the world to slay demons."

"The dragon pool is chaotic, the fire of the gods disappears, and the dragon-slaying sword in the chaotic mountain."