Black Myth: Plundering Entries, Starting with Erlang Shen

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Even with such supernatural powers, it was still useless.

Red Boy became even more enraged, and his whole body became burning hot.

Yinyin was a flushed and burning Pingping.

He looked up to the sky and roared, "Give me that thing, or everyone here... will die!"

But he didn't finish his sentence.

However, he was knocked down by Liu Changkong's spear.

By the time Red Boy remembered, the gun barrel was already pressing down on his shoulder.

"Can't tell who the enemy is."

As Liu Changkong spoke, he began to thrust violently.

It sent Red Boy tumbling over.

He repeatedly drew his gun with one hand.

This left Red Boy with absolutely no chance to resist.

In a very short time.

Red Boy's clothes were tattered.

Blood was flowing everywhere.

Liu Changkong intended to subdue him so that he could be used for future purposes.

Therefore, they naturally show no mercy when they take action.

This kind of mentally ill brat.

Therefore, lessons need to be learned.

"What does the Great Sage's innate talent have to do with you that you dare to try and steal it here?"

"You are afraid of the Heavenly Court and the Spirit Mountain, and dare not take revenge, but you dare to act arrogantly here. It is only because they are your parents and they have always doted on you that you dare to do this."

"Others told you about your Yaksha past, and you became obsessed with revenge, but did you ever think about the parents who raised you? What kind of despicable things are you doing now? You studied under Guanyin, don't you know the principle that one who is not born but raised cannot be repaid even after a hundred lifetimes?"

……

He spoke repeatedly at that moment.

Every word and phrase struck a chord with Red Boy's heart.

This also infuriated the little devil.

No matter how angry he was, the difference in strength remained.

He had absolutely no power to retaliate.

"Good lesson, my dear nephew!"

Pigsy (Zhu Bajie) was also constantly helping out.

He didn't understand what a Yaksha was.

But I felt that Red Boy's lesson was good.

After all, this brat.

He was an extremely restless person back then.

If my senior brother hadn't held back, he would have killed me with a single blow.

Who gave him the right to be so presumptuous?

At this moment, Pingping was somewhat at a loss.

She didn't know what had happened to her brother.

But seeing his father's condition, he also knew that his brother had done wrong.

It's just too tragic now.

Most importantly, it still presents itself in its own form.

……

"Shut up!"

Red Boy suddenly seemed to have gone mad.

He stumbled to his feet.

His gaze became even more distorted, and he said, "Haha, even you can humiliate me like this. You've really given them a good show. If I can't even beat you, I can't get my revenge. What's the point if I can't get my revenge?"

He suddenly raised his hand.

He stabbed it directly into his own throat.

In an instant.

A white figure descended.

An arm forcefully grabbed the fire blade.

Liu Changkong stood still.

He had sensed this before.

The Bull Demon King and his wife were already nearby.

So let's leave this opportunity to them.

But he hadn't expected it.

This Red Boy actually wanted to commit suicide.

It seems extremely courageous, but in reality it's utterly ridiculous.

Is this approach effective?

The gods and Buddhas of the heavens would not care about his life or death.

It's simply that the pieces we placed in the game were broken.

They wouldn't even glance at us.

The ones who are truly heartbroken are those who care about him.

……

And at this moment.

The Bull Demon King, shirtless, forcibly grabbed the fire blade.

Blood was also flowing from his palms.

Because of previous consumption.

His actions at this moment are also very damaging.

Even facial muscle twitching.

His gaze was filled with compassion as he said, "...The ways of Heaven are unpredictable, and all things are subject to change. Why talk about death?"

Then he forcefully used all his strength.

Pry Red Boy's hand back.

However, due to his severe injuries, he still managed to cough twice.

It was Princess Iron Fan who caught him in time.

She also looked at Red Boy.

Her eyes, however, were filled with heartache.

Although the child was not her own flesh and blood, she was indeed born from her pregnancy.

So for her these past thousand years.

They all loved him as their own child.

Red Boy looked at the two of them and was also moved.

"suicide?"

Liu Changkong threw the spear in his hand and said with a smile, "Who are you trying to impress with your suicide? The gods in heaven? Or the Buddha in the West? You don't really think that apart from the Bull Demon King and Princess Iron Fan, anyone else would care about your life or death?"

Red Boy's face stiffened.

He suddenly felt a sense of loneliness.

"What a waste."

Liu Changkong turned around and said, "The weak wield their swords against the weak, and the strong wield their swords against the stronger. Someone like you, who only dares to wield a sword against his own parents and commits suicide when he loses, is not even worthy of being called weak. There is no way to change someone like you."

He then turned and left.

It seems they've lost interest in Red Boy over there.

Red Boy's face also turned red instantly.


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