"snort!"
After snorting coldly, Su Wuzhe's usually elegant face was also covered with a layer of frost.
Lord Tianwei did not choose to escape or cower. He threw the Qingxu Sword directly at Danlin without having time to think. The sword, like summer lotus, turned into a sword shadow barrier again, firmly protecting the seriously injured and dying little Taoist priest. .
Then Su Wuzhe's figure flashed, and the next moment he appeared in the center of the explosion!
He saw the spiritual ring behind him that was like a red sun rapidly enlarging, as if he was going to use his strong arms to hold up a living light of hope for all the juniors present.
At the same time, Su Wuzhe's hands kept forming ancient and obscure seals. The huge statue of Night Owl glowed with a strange purple light for the first time, complementing the spiritual ring behind it, and the huge cave swayed from time to time. Time to rest.
"It seems that Su Wuzhe has discovered that this cave must not collapse. Xiao Fu Shi, do you think he can save you?"
"I don't know, but I know that Master, you must have a method."
"No, no, no, no, I've said it hundreds of times, just call me senior. I'm still young, and I have no intention of accepting a disciple!"
"Well, senior, you must have a way."
"Tch, if you have a problem, call me master, if you have nothing to do, call me senior. It's really snobbish."
"If you don't think of a way anymore, you won't even have the pleasure of making things difficult for me anymore."
"I'm really defeated by you. Listen carefully, you can just take off the Mysterious Sound Baoyu, but..."
"Thank you, senior."
"You're not afraid..."
"Not afraid."
"Xiao Fu Shi, I find that you are more boring than when you were a child~"
As the lazy voice in his heart completely dissipated, Long Fushi, who was lying on Qingyun's body, took off the confusing jade from his neck without hesitation!
In the blink of an eye, this glowing red jade also formed a not too big barrier, just enough to cover her and the blue clouds behind her.
After getting this moment of respite, Qingyun gritted his teeth and looked up at the statue of Night Owl with its purple light.
"No! I must get the Ancient Jade Night Night!"
As his heart became more determined, Qingyun began to become more and more crazy. He used the power of the true spirit in his body without any scruples and crawled towards the jade pot bit by bit.
It seems that every time he climbs out, his chest and abdomen will break into pieces and drop a lot of crystallized purple jade, but those gilt chains seem to have taken root in Qingyun's body. No matter how far he climbs out, the chains will grow again. .
Heart-piercing pain is not enough to describe the current pain, and this special pain even makes Qingyun unable to fall into coma, as if he is immersed in ten years of misery burned by boundless longing and karma.
In the short distance of less than one foot, Qingyun felt as if he had exhausted all his life's strength.
"Yelan, Yelan! I want Yelan! I want to save my eldest sister!"
At this time, he couldn't think, and he also forgot why he was not affected by the explosion. He just mechanically used the immortal spirit to heal the wounds bit by bit, turning them into jade, and sprayed out gilded light from his mouth.
Repeat, repeat, repeat.
In his daze, he didn't know that his entire torso was about to turn into jade, until a pair of soft and warm hands took hold of his prostrate arms.
Looking back, this fiery red figure was holding a diamond-shaped jade piece in one hand to block the impact of the dragon scale explosion. The other hand was firmly grabbing his arm to prevent him from moving forward even half an inch.
A half-point that seems within reach.
"Long Fu Shi, let go!"
The extreme pain suddenly made Qingyun's consciousness clear. In a daze, he found that the place where the jade pendant was originally embedded on Long Fushi's neck now had a terrible scar.
And the barrier that was protecting the two of them was about to collapse due to the fragmentation of the Yuyin Baoyu.
As for Long Fushi himself, he still looked at him very tenderly, with no tears or intersection in his eyes, only a kind of comforting resignation.
Qingyun didn't know if it was because the explosion was too loud. At this time, Long Fushi seemed to be babbling, but he couldn't hear anything.
"Get away!"
After using the power of the true spirit for a long time, Qingyun's eyebrows once again had a strange blood line. With red eyes, he directly knocked off Long Fushi's hand, as if even if the explosion blew up his body, he would I also want to capture the legendary ancient jade night palace.
"Boy."
"Xiaoqi?"
In the sea of consciousness, the true spirit Qilin woke up again without knowing when.
"let it go."
"no!"
Qingyun flatly refused.
"I know Yelan is very important, but without Yelan, Xiao Luoyi would not have no hope of resurrection."
"It still doesn't work, I can't gamble! Sister can't afford any failure!"
As if he was organizing his words, Xiao Qi slowly said after a long while:
"I don't understand your human love very well, but after getting along with you for a long time, I know very well what kind of person you are, Qingyun."
"I know you want to find a balance between smiling and hurting, but I think there is no such thing as both in this world."
Qingyun was silent.
"If she is alive, you will still have the opportunity to say no and make a break. But if she disappears because of you, then what you owe will be a debt that cannot be repaid forever, and she will become another Xiao Luoyi. .”
"Even though you might not like her."
At this point, Xiao Qi said no more.
After a moment, Qingyun turned around again, and he found that Long Fushi's eyes had never left him, even though he had just scolded her for no reason.
She just held up the Yuyin Baoyu that was about to break into pieces, and used her delicate body to hold up a solid wall for Qingyun to help this young man who fell in love at first sight realize a dream that was not his own.
Tenderness and coldness are never the same, but the fiery red cloak and the black gauze always overlap.
The temperature of the explosion was getting higher and higher, and the tears in the corners of Qingyun's eyes were evaporated by the heat wave just as they fell.
Finally, after taking a deep look at Long Fu Shi, whose eyes looked like Xiao Luoyi's, he turned all his unwillingness, pain, anger, and resentment into a roar that split his vocal cords:
"Greedy!!!"
Tanyu, who was still sitting next to the statue of the night owl, seemed to have been greatly stimulated. First he suddenly got up, and then came directly to Qingyun's side. His bloody mouth opened and closed, and the illusory gilded chain collapsed. .
Qingyun, half of his body transformed into jade, flew up and snatched the jade that was about to shatter in Long Fushi's hand, and held the surprised woman in his arms.
Time seems to have returned to the Thirty-Three Realms, but this time the person under the mortal body of Qingyun is no longer cold black, but gentle and bright red.
"Ahhhhh!"
The pain from the gilt chain hadn't dissipated yet, and the explosion from the dragon scale burned his still-unrecovered back to pieces.
Qingyun roared like a beast, and then his consciousness quickly became blurry again. Before Long Fushi's peaceful and gentle smile completely disappeared from his eyes, Qingyun only felt as if there was someone standing behind him.
A violent explosion sounded, and a feeling of sadness with a little joy spread into his heart, and then Qingyun completely fell into endless darkness.
"is it him?"
"What do you think?"
"Eighty percent."
"Ninety percent."
In a huge palace, two monks, a man and a woman, dressed in ancient robes, were looking up at the transparent dome above the palace, talking to each other about something.
Both of them seemed to be in their mid-twenties, and ordinary words such as handsome and beautiful could no longer describe their appearance. Perhaps only the stars like the sun and moon shining on the world could match their peerless appearance.
There is a huge stone throne carved behind the man, but they stand dependent on each other, which shows that the status of the woman, who is like a human empress, is also very high.
There is no trace of gold or silver in the clothes on their bodies, but the materials on them seem to be taken from rare treasures from endless years, showing boundless luxury in their antiquity.
The man is tall and tall, and his hair has been dragged to the ground. It is not as simple and elegant as the woman's bun. If Qingyun were present, he would be surprised to find that what the two people looked up at the transparent dome together was exactly what they were doing in Jade. Everything I experienced in the mine!
And if Alian and Yinghong were present, their shock might be far greater than Qingyun!
Because this man and woman are none other than the two most powerful among the thirteen helmsmen of the Demon Clan over the past ten thousand years, Xihe and Wangshu, known as Dragon Ancestor and Feng Ancestor!
As the white light in the picture became more intense, the dome seemed to be filled with cracked red light like a spider web. Seeing this, Xi He waved his spacious sleeves, and the brilliance flashed, and the dome was on the edge of being broken or unbreakable.
Until the white light completely submerged the now inhuman figure of the young man, the cobweb-covered dome became transparent again, and happy birds reappeared outside, chirping and singing.
The two people's originally focused and dignified faces relaxed. Wangshu also dusted off the floor-length robe embroidered with the chorus of phoenixes, and asked aloud:
"Xihe, how can you be so sure?"
At this time, Xi He, the leader of the Kowloon Elders, became lazy and casual again after the concentration on his face disappeared.
"Wait, don't worry, don't worry, should I be like this at this time?"
As he was talking, he was seen covering his chest with one hand, pointing to the sky with the other, and crying loudly with sadness in his words:
"No!!! Cang Yuan!!!"
"Your acting skills are as bad as ever."
Wang Shu squinted his eyes disdainfully, and then urged:
"Say it."
"Oh, fortunately, they are not here now. You can save some face for me, Wangshu."
"If you don't tell me, I'm going to set a fire."
As she spoke, a small fireball appeared out of thin air in front of Wangshu. The fireball rotated at will, seeming to burn wherever she wanted.
"Oh no, you can't just imitate Lianque and be obedient. No matter how bad you are, Ji Qingchi will be happier than you."
Xihe shook his head and raised his forehead, his face full of helplessness.
"Really? Then tell me, who among the four of us is your favorite?"
"Ahem, actually I am so sure mainly because..."
"How many years have it passed? Is this question so difficult to answer?"
"Yeah, mainly because..."
"Because no matter how well he hides it, his power will always appear, right?"
"Wow, Wang Shu, you are indeed the smartest! I knew it! If that girl Su Lu was half as smart as you, she would have been in power long ago!"
PS: The world is safe and sound~
