Chapter 322 I Am Your Support, Right? Heavenly Palace, Heavenly Soldiers, Monkey

Xiao Li's face was slightly deformed by the two soft and boneless hands.

Bingtuozi didn't laugh, but she didn't say anything.

She stared at you with her beautiful eyes, and the people who saw it felt uneasy.

It was a bit hard to bear.

Li Mo stayed for many reasons, but Bingtuozi's reason for staying was not that complicated, just because of one person.

So, Xiao Li couldn't bear it anyway.

So he gently took her fair little hand. Her fingers were a little cold, so Li Mo covered her.

While rubbing his hands, Li Mo said:

"I have a way to move thousands of miles, and with the Buddhist beads given by Brother Murong, I can return to the Hanging Temple in an instant..."

"I have a way to retreat at any time, but although you are fast, you may not be able to escape whenever you want."

"And now the soldiers in the city all rely on me. If even I leave, what confidence do they have to fight to the death?"

"Han Zhen will not give up."

"Next time we face him, we will not rely on the army."

Gradually, the little hand in the palm has been warmed up.

It's strange.

How come this little hand holding the sword to slay demons is so fragrant and soft when it is held in the palm?

In the end, Li Mo himself was reluctant to let go.

Ying Bing lowered his eyes and looked at the boy. From his often childish and cheerful face, he saw a firmness and determination different from the past.

If Han Zhen doesn't die, the crisis of Qingmu City will be difficult to resolve.

If Han Zhen doesn't die, there will always be people who are thinking about the nine souls of the Nine-Colored Yuanhuang, and there will be endless troubles.

But Han Zhen is not alone, there are also the Summoning Demon Cult and the descendants of the Great Shang behind him.

"He is just the Great Shang State Master."

"I want to try and end it in one battle."

Li Mo did not show a sunny smile.

Instead, he imitated Bingtuozi's expression, with a cold face and confidence.

Bingtuozi face·Little Li version.

"Learn from me?"

Ying Bing pulled back her hand in annoyance, and rubbed his face again, kneading his cold face into a round and flat shape, as skilled as kneading a big-headed doll.

But she looked at Xiao Li's cheerful and handsome face, which was kneaded into various funny shapes, and she couldn't help laughing, and the ice and snow on her jade face melted.

"Then I can't leave even more."

"Huh?"

"The soldiers all rely on you, how can you not rely on others."

Ying Bing said, pulling his face.

"Bingtuozi..."

She stopped smiling, and Li Mo's heart skipped a beat when he saw the seriousness in her expression.

This sentence can be translated as.....

Wouldn't it be nice if I could be your support?

And she said it so seriously.

Why do I feel that Bingtuozi's words, spoken coldly, are particularly domineering?

"Let's go, go back first."

Li Mo thought so.

Since he decided to do his best, he should adjust his condition to the peak from now on.

He really needs a quiet place.

He was too busy after comprehending the somersault cloud.

Now he has no time to continue to deduce "Wukong Seeking the Way".

........

The central army tent.

Qu Sheng and the generals finally deployed tomorrow's battle plan.

The generals went to do their military affairs, and he sat alone in his seat, wiping the spear that had not been used for many years.

As a field warrior, he has not taken action in person for a long time.

After a lifetime of military service, he had many incurable injuries. Besides, he was the commander-in-chief and could not follow the soldiers into battle.

Unless he had to.

While wiping the tip of his spear, he seemed to have thought of something and asked his personal guards:

"Where are Li Shaoxia and Han Xianzi?"

"Commander, the two have left the barracks."

"Well, it's good that they left, it's good that they left..."

Qu Sheng muttered to himself, as if he was relieved.

He lowered his head and looked at his old friend, who was polished to a new shine, and his tired eyes were reflected in the candlelight.

When did these eyes also have high spirits?

When he picked up the spear again, he seemed to be looking at his younger self in a trance, and was in a trance for a while.

........

Jiawei Restaurant, still the same wing room.

Now every house on the street is closed, and there is no one on the street. Even the sugar painting stall is gone. The owner of the restaurant has lost an arm, but he has also become a militiaman to help transport supplies.

The room was quiet.

The light of the Jade Phoenix God was particularly magical and bright tonight.

I could feel it.

Bingtuozi was about to take another step on the road to the Phoenix Form of Hundred Birds.

Li Mo looked at her for a moment before taking out the "Wukong Seeking the Dao Diagram".

Finally, he could continue to deduce this extreme form.

Perhaps it was not accurate to say it was the extreme form.

The magical powers imprinted on his mind in this picture were impossible to have by observing any other divine will. He just preserved those magical powers in the form of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths Viewing God Diagram.

The extreme form was like this.

What if it was the Great Dao Divine Form?

Li Mo's eyes were full of determination and he took out the gilded Creation Seal.

This small seal, which contained infinite mysteries and could be called creation, slowly covered the picture.

Buzz——

At the moment when the Creation Seal was covered.

The stone monkey divine pattern on Li Mo's soul made a humming sound that only he could hear, as if it had a connection with the rapidly evolving things in the picture.

It seemed very 'excited'?

Just like the excitement in Li Mo's heart now.

The tadpole pattern was like a golden flame, burning up the "Wukong Seeking the Way" and turning into strands of light golden light, which merged into Li Mo's mind and soul, and at that time in the divine pattern.

In his eyes.

There was a red-gold fire color spreading.

"Hmm?"

Ying Bing gently opened her eyes and looked at the boy with his back to her.

She saw that he was still sitting there, as if he was emptying his mind.

But she felt...

He became a little different?

Ying Bing could only vaguely sense that she really couldn't see the picture in Li Mo's eyes.

The breath continued to gather.

It made Li Mo's mind and soul leave his body and come to another world.

He looked up.

He saw the picture of the heavenly palace that was thousands of times more real, magnificent, and magical than his small world, standing above the white clouds.

And those figures standing on the clouds were not tall, but they were full of momentum.

The wind blew from the sky.

It also brought the solemnity and the sound of flags fluttering from the sky. The expressions of those figures could not be seen clearly, but they were much stronger than any warrior Li Mo had ever seen.

If we compare it to the pressure of the disaster beast attacking the city, it is also like a firefly compared to the bright moon.

And the rain of murderous intent could not extinguish a torch.

Those two eyes seemed to burn forever, as if they illuminated the vanity of all things. Obviously, these eyes were looking at the distance, but it felt like they had never left you.

The body wrapped in golden chain mail was a little thin, with a phoenix-wing purple gold crown on the head. The iron rod in the palm was a black iron clamped by two golden hoops, and a line of engraved words was engraved next to the hoop.

Li Mo was stunned for a moment.

Keywords.

Heavenly Palace, Heavenly Soldiers and Generals, Monkey.