Vol 2 Chapter 1298: Tears of heroes

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When all the monks had finished the board, Sun Hao slowly put down the cup in his hand and looked at the monks in the yard.
The screaming screams came to an abrupt end, and everyone looked nervously at Sun Hao.
The heart of the Shaodian master is also famous. The hundreds of thousands of demons are annihilated by the Lord of the Temple. If he really squats, there are not many estimates of the monks in the yard.
It is hoped that the Lord of the Temple will not be so hot to himself.
The eyes swept over the faces of the monks in the yard, and finally fell on the elders of the elders. With a calm face, Sun Hao said: "Chou elder, do you think that the agarwood hits your board a bit too much, nothing? Leave you a face?"
Li Chang was shocked and hurriedly succumbed: "Don't dare, Li Jia is one of the culprit, and he should be punished and be punished."
Sun Hao nodded: "You understand, come, I will give you shào personal, ah treasure, you come over."
Ah Bao heard the words and came forward.
Sun Hao touched his head and said softly: "Tell Li Grandpa, who your parents are."
Ah Bao looked up and said with a loud voice: "My father is Li Yutao and my mother is Liu Yutong. They are the heroes of my soul island."
The elder body suddenly trembled, and involuntarily opened his mouth and said: "Ah, your parents are Xiao Li Xiao Liu?"
Ah Bao could not help but ask: "Grandpa, do you know my parents? Are they heroes?"
The elders have not spoken yet, and Sun Hao has already said: "After the death of Li Yutao and his wife, their descendants left behind the Wanshou Island, and the courtyard of the Baojia was taken back by your deacon. He had to wander in Wanshou Island. Finally, my sister adopted him, but now, you have to take back my sister’s yard..."
The elders and old faces were red, and they scorned in their mouths: "The squatting animal", with a wave of a hand, a slamming sound, the face of the Lijia family on the chair screamed.
With a look of horror, Li Jia’s family grabbed his face.
The elders said loudly: "The little Li and his wife left the son of the scorpion and fought with your son for five years. In the battle for the soul of the island, in order to save the old man, after the death, what did you and his mother do?"
Sun Hao’s gaze also looked at Master Luo:
Master, you are high-quality, to guard the Wanshou Mountain, refining a large number of high-quality magic weapons, and making a great contribution.

Master Luo had a smile on his face and said: "Yes, it should be, guarding the Wanshen Mountain, it is the result of the concerted efforts of my soul-stricken monks. Luo Mou is just doing his due diligence.

Sun Hao nodded, his hand pointed to Wang Qiong, but his face was heavy and said: "So masters, do you know that the parents of these children, or grandparents, are mostly on the Wanshou Mountain? ,come here."
A seven or eight-year-old girl came to Sun Hao’s side.
Sun Hao touched her little head and said: "Master Luo, her grandfather is called Huang Jieguan, maybe you should know."
Master Luo’s body trembled, and there was no more smile on his face. He said with a very heavy heart:
The Lord of the Great, choose the ice yì to lead a hundred boards.

Sun Hao nodded: "Go, you have a hundred boards, maybe your heart will be more comfortable."
Master Luo finished the 100-year-old board and refused to stand back in front of the Luo family. He said with sincerity: "The Lord of the Temple, Luo Jia up and down but relying on the fall."
The elders also said loudly: "There is a lot of ups and downs, but it is also due to fall."
Other family monks looked at the children, and gradually felt their feelings in their hearts, but they finally realized that they had damaged some things for their family interests. Many families then said: "Please also ask the young masters to fall."
Sun Hao gently took a sip of tea: "You must know that you can come in the island of Wanshou, even if he is a mortal, then there must be some monks behind him, and the more he becomes a mortal of orphans and widows, then Behind him, there must be a hero who guards my soul, but you choose to ignore it, or say that you are blinded by your immediate interests, and the heroes have exhausted their lives in order to defend the island of the soul. The blood of the whole body, but under Jiuquan, I saw that my descendants were treated like this. They must be crying at this time..."
In the yard, there is silence.
The mood of all monks is also heavy.
The hero bleeds and sheds tears! Pushing people and themselves, it is disturbing and heavy.
The voice of Sun Hao spread throughout every corner, calm, with anger that suppressed the depths of the heart, and even invisible pressure, so that every monk on the scene felt heavy pressure.
Slowly, standing straight from the side of the coffee table, Sun Hao raised his finger to one direction of Wanshou Island, and said softly in his mouth: "The other side is the fifth ring of the soul, Li family, and Li Home, the real initiator of this incident, their purpose is the sister of my sister, so the Li family, the Li family ancestors, will be killed by the dragon without hesitation, because they are damned ......"
Unconsciously, Sun Hao’s tone has already brought a burst of murder:
But just now, the Li’s resident monk expressed considerable indignation and dissatisfaction with his family and ancestors being killed. The family negotiated a plan. Do you know what it is?"
Not waiting for the monks to think too much, Sun Hao has given the answer: "They plan to avenge their homeowners when they are not there, and flatten the yard, well, very good, they really found me. Soft underbelly, I really can't keep guarding Qionger at any time, but do you think that they Li Jia, you Li Jia, can you be lucky? Can you succeed?"
Speaking of this, Sun Hao has a one-handed grip, and several Lijia monks who are still on the scene have been involuntarily photographed in the air, dancing and dancing, and they are screaming and struggling.
The voice of Sun Hao Qing Lang came out: "Jiong just wants to hit your board. The children think that playing the board is the most embarrassing punishment, but Shen Xiang does not think so. This place has always been pursuing the roots."
The hand was gently shaken, the air, the Li family monks slammed and blasted.
Turned into a rain.
Sun Hao is again raising his hand and shooting a palm in the distance.
A huge palm print descended from the sky and was shot down in the direction of the Li family.
There was a loud bang in the bang, and the sky was flying in the distance.
Among the flying dust, three of the two monks who had been repaired as high monks flew up and fled without heading back.
Sun Hao’s hand stretched out, and the giant palm of the air was gripped. None of the three monks escaped and was held tightly in his hand.
"The grown-ups are forgiving, the adults are forgiving...", and the voice of the rumors spread far and wide.
Sun Hao said faintly: "In the future, whoever dares to hit my sister's idea, this is his end."
In the hands of a tight, three Jin Dan and more than the monks screaming, was smashed by life, turned into a rain, spilled into the air.
Wang Qiong, who was sitting next to Sun Hao, had a small face and white face. The small hand clung to Sun Hao’s clothes and shouted involuntarily: "Brother, don't do this..."
Sun Hao smiled back at him and said softly: "Joan, brother must kill chickens and monkeys, or else they will think that the brothers are bullied, let the brothers deal with them."
Wang Qiong whispered: "Brother, don't kill any more? Mother said, kill too many people, to bear the cause and effect, brother, I don't want to see you like this."
Sun Hao touched her little head and looked into the yard. The few monks sitting in the chair, stunned and stunned, and came to trouble, said faintly: "I originally wanted to take this opportunity, completely church. You, some things can't be done, you have to bear the consequences, but my sister told me not to kill more, congratulations, and returned a little life..."
A few monks were sweating and bowed and bowed: "Thank you for the Lord, thank you to the Lord..."
Sun Hao snorted: "But ~EbookFREE.me~The death penalty can be exempted, the live sin can not escape, you several, all of them are distributed with Wanshen Mountain, assist Zhuang Dianzhu to suppress the magic Yuan for two hundred years, can not be reduced for any reason, I understand. ?"
Several monks continued to swear: "Understood, understand, dare not violate, do not dare to violate."
Sun Hao’s strong killing of Li’s family, a cruel means of not leaving a living, really frightened them.
Master Luo and Li Elder also felt terrified in their hearts. Fortunately, Sun Hao did not use their family to open the knife. Otherwise, they could not escape the strong killing of Sun Hao.
Sun Hao's sultry, even beyond the meaning of all monks, also let the monks of the Wanshen Island deeply realize that some of Sun Hao's bottom line can not be touched at all.
After disposing of a few monks who came to make trouble, Sun Hao said with a sullen look: "The law enforcement hall is full of the Lord."
The Manchu Church came forward: "The Lord of the Temple, please give instructions." (To be continued.)
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