"Young ones, take your young patriarch home!"
Hu Wei's figure is projected on the sky, and the figure comes from afar.
Many tigers and leopards below received the order, all looked serious, and left the territory carrying the tigers and leopards who had not yet awakened.
All the Xingyun Qingluan breathed a sigh of relief.
"Clan leader, how's it going?"
Qing Yan came to Qing Yuan's side. Although he didn't see any injuries on Qing Yuan's body, he still couldn't help but worry.
That guy Hu Wei is definitely not easy to deal with.
"Let's talk after we go in."
Qingyuan took a deep breath, shook his head, and stepped into the tree house first.
Other Nebula Qingluan quickly followed, and there were many other Nebula Qingluan that had not transformed, flapping their wings and flying around the tree house, full of worry.
"Senior Qingyuan."
Zhou Xuan was relieved to see that Qing Yuan was fine.
He couldn't help but glance at the Ten Thousand Demon Sword floating next to Qingyuan.
The Ten Thousand Demon Sword is worthy of the name of the Divine Sword. The sword body emits a beautiful light and is quite gorgeous.
Zhou Xuan glanced at it and then withdrew his gaze. After he knew the significance of the Ten Thousand Demon Sword to the Xingyun Qingluan clan, he no longer had any thoughts about the Ten Thousand Demon Sword.
"Are you okay?"
Qingyuan was surprised to see Zhou Xuan lying on the bed, still awake.
He and Hu Wei fought fiercely for a long time, and Wu Shen checked Zhou Xuan's condition. Theoretically, even if Zhou Xuan did not die, he would still be seriously injured.
To know.
No matter how strong Zhou Xuan is, he is only in the realm of enlightenment.
Zhou Xuan's attack almost killed Hu Shang. The residual power of Hu Wei's attack must be unbearable.
The human body is often much weaker than the monster race.
Qingyuan entered the tree house immediately because he wanted to help heal his injuries.
Qing Yuan was really shocked when he saw Zhou Xuan acting like he was okay!
Of course, saying that he was fine is more or less an exaggeration. Zhou Xuan's injuries were still serious, but much lighter than expected.
"Thanks to senior's help, I'm generally fine."
Zhou Xuan coughed, never expecting that one day he would be able to shock a powerful person in the supernatural realm.
"you……"
Just as Qing Yuan was about to speak, his face suddenly turned pale and he spat out a mouthful of black and red blood!
"Clan leader!"
"Grandpa Patriarch!"
Qingyan, Qingyu and others next to him were all shocked and quickly leaned over!
Qing Yuan seemed to be seriously injured and could not speak, but he raised his hand to stop Qing Yan and others, then came to Zhou Xuan's side and sat cross-legged to feel.
Qing Yan felt that Zhou Xuan was really okay, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.
His face was pale, his unfathomable aura suddenly became much weaker, and his whole person seemed to be hundreds of years older.
"Ahem..."
Qingyuan coughed up a few more mouthfuls of blood, but his body was so thin.
"Grandpa Patriarch, are you injured?"
Qingyu came to Qingyuan's side, his face full of worry and his voice trembling.
Qingyu has grown up under the protection of Qingyuan, and has never seen the powerful patriarch, grandfather, so weak.
Qingyan was shocked and angry, but then he realized: "Hu Wei's attack is really serious!"
"Hu Wei fought against me, not because he was in a bad mood. He just wanted to take the opportunity to test my strength."
"If I am not strong enough, he will still take away the Ten Thousand Demon Sword."
"I know what he is thinking, so I use the power of the Ten Thousand Demon Sword to fight hard. His strength is not bad, and he is stronger than me."
Qingyuan sighed: "I have to accept my old age, he is too young."
Qingyan and others had complicated expressions. This was the first time they saw the patriarch look like this.
"It doesn't matter, you don't have to worry too much. With the help of the Ten Thousand Demon Sword, I won't be weak. He doesn't think he can see my depth, so he doesn't dare to attack directly."
"For a hundred years, he will not have any thoughts about the Ten Thousand Demon Sword again."
Qingyuan couldn't help but laugh when he saw the solemn expressions of everyone, looking very relaxed.
Others knew that the matter was far more serious than what Qingyuan said, otherwise the powerful Qingyuan would not have been injured to this extent.
"Only a hundred years..."
Qingyan clenched his fist and said in an angry tone: "Damn the Tiger and Leopard Clan, didn't they agree not to take advantage of the Ten Thousand Demon Sword!"
"The weak will fight against the strong. If we can fight for a hundred years, that's enough."
Qingyuan was not surprised by this and shook his head: "It is impossible for Huwei to completely give up the Ten Thousand Demon Sword."
"Secondly."
"My life is about to end, maybe less than a hundred years."
"Even if he promises never to offend me, he will still swallow his promise and take the Ten Thousand Demon Sword by force when I die."
Qingyu suddenly panicked: "Grandfather, please don't talk nonsense!"
Qingyuan smiled slightly: "Birth, old age, illness and death are the most unavoidable things in this world. I have been prepared for it a long time ago, so don't worry."
All the stars and Qingluan were silent.
They never thought about the day when the patriarch left.
"Senior Qingyuan..."
Zhou Xuan also had mixed emotions and felt inexplicably shocked.
He knew that the lifespan of a powerful being in the supernatural realm was very long, and that the lifespan of demons was longer than that of humans.
Since Qing Yuan has said this, it means that the patriarch of the Xingyun Qingluan clan has really lived for a long time.
"No matter what, our Xingyun Qingluan clan should be safe in these hundred years."
Qingyuan showed a relieved smile and looked at Zhou Xuan: "The descendants of the Zhou family have been able to have this hundred years of breathing time, thanks to you."
"Hu Shang is really strong, he can be said to be invincible at the same level."
"Now it seems that I am still short-sighted. As a descendant of the Zhou family, your qualifications are probably enough to compare with any genius in the world."
Zhou Xuan came to his senses and shook his head.
"The journey of cultivation is extremely long. There is no point in talking about talent. I only hope that one day I can reach the realm of Senior Qingyuan."
"Okay, it's better if you have this state of mind."
Qingyuan laughed: "If the Zhou family has a descendant like you, it will definitely rise and rise. It is a great blessing for Zhou Yong."
"Senior Qingyuan, what is your relationship with my ancestor?"
Zhou Xuan was silent for a moment, but still couldn't hold back the curiosity in his heart.
He remembered that Hu Wei seemed to know his ancestor's name, which was strange.
He had never heard that the Zhou family and the Monster Clan were actually related.
"These things are too complicated to talk about, and it's useless to talk about them. Since Zhou Yong hasn't returned yet, you can ask him again when you have time."
Qingyuan was silent for a moment and did not answer this question.
Zhou Xuan saw Qingyuan's expression and knew that Qingyuan didn't seem to want to say anything, so he could only remain silent.
"Little friend, let me help you heal your injuries first."
Qingyuan changed the topic, his energy slowly surged.
"Senior Qingyuan, you..."
Zhou Xuan knew that Qingyuan's injury was serious and was about to refuse, not wanting Qingyuan to waste his energy to heal himself.
But before he opened his mouth, vitality was transmitted.
Zhou Xuan only felt that his body was recovering at an extremely fast speed, and even the broken bones were healed in a matter of seconds!
