"Horrifying! The leader of Black Wind Village was so angry that he turned into a beauty, and hundreds of Ying Kingdom warriors lost their lives!"
"The holy mausoleum was washed with blood. If I were the Emperor of Yingguo, I wouldn't be able to bear it!"
"The leader of the Hidden Sword Sect, Hayato Amagakure, fled in embarrassment. After all, the status of the new overlord of the Ying Kingdom is not guaranteed."
Only half a day after Jiang Dali appeared at the Yingguo Holy Tomb and caused a bloody storm, various related posts sprung up on Jianghu forums.
Before that, many Ying players had rushed to the bloody battlefield, and started a new round of fighting for many samurai relics left on the battlefield, causing the "Holy Tomb Incident" to become more and more fermented.
As it becomes more and more popular, the Holy Tomb battlefield has also become a place where a large number of surrounding players flock to pick up treasures, attracting more and more people to come and compete for it.
Suddenly, the vicinity of the Holy Tomb of the Kingdom of Ying, which was originally regarded as a forbidden area and no outsiders were allowed to enter, was completely opened up due to the bloodbath launched after the arrival of the leader of the Black Wind Village, and became a paradise for players to carnival.
Many Ying Kingdom players who had secretly become disciples of Bahuang immediately changed their appearance and put on hoods after arriving at the Holy Tomb. They transformed into disciples of Bahuang and roamed the battlefield, making the area around the Holy Tomb even more chaotic.
At this time, Jiang Dali and his group had already entered the Holy Tomb again and were healing their wounds outside the entrance of the empty tomb.
Although the demon dragon was also injured, it was only a few superficial wounds. Animals are animals after all. Apart from the fact that it would growl and growl when it felt intense pain, it was actually not a serious problem. It sat in the entrance corridor to protect the four people.
A very small number of bold players rashly broke in, but before they got too close, they were frightened by the terrifying and intimidating aura and low roar emitted by the dragon and were forced to withdraw from the Holy Tomb.
Huhu——
Swish——
The sound of rushing air echoed at the entrance to the empty mausoleum.
Jiang Dali's majestic body was like forged steel, sitting cross-legged on the ground, with his thick arms stretched out, his palms separated to the left and right, and his thick palms were pressed against the backs of Wang Yuyan and Dongfang Bubai respectively, and a stream of innate Qi was slowly introduced and transformed.
The combined yin and yang qi healed the two of them.
Jiang Dali's facial skin was seen alternately red and white in the dark environment. The innate Gangqi transformed from yin to yang frequently changed, which also caused Wang Yuyan and Dongfang Bubai to have different cold and heat reactions.
Wang Yuyan felt an unprecedented warm current in her body, which was accumulating and swimming inside her body. She felt extremely comfortable. The thick palm on her back seemed to be getting hotter and hotter, causing her whole body to be so hot that she was dripping with sweat. Her pretty face couldn't help but flush.
The closed eyes seemed to be moistened with tears.
Dongfang Bubai felt that there was abundant and strong cold Qi flowing in his body, which caused the Kuiyin Qi in his body to also surge, and his body began to transform from extreme Yin to Yang. It can be said that it is extremely peaceful, and Yin and Yang complement each other.
Suddenly, the two people's feelings reversed again, and their bodies also reacted in various ways, trembling slightly involuntarily.
Murong Qingqing, who was watching Jiang Dali heal the two people's injuries, looked surprised, secretly thinking that Jiang Dali's skill was really powerful, and he could actually see the effect so quickly, making the two people's injuries improve, and almost wanted to experience it.
As soon as this thought came to her mind, her pretty eyes, like a pool of clear water, fell on Jiang Dali's tough and rugged face that looked unusually handsome, and the brows that were as cold and strong as a scabbard flying into the temples, there was a sense of detachment and independence.
His elegant demeanor, his black silk hair floating around his ears, and in his mind, he recalled the graceful appearance of the guest in Tsing Yi who used to look a bit thin and unrestrained. The two figures couldn't help but overlap.
"The rivers and lakes are far apart, so everyone can take care of themselves. If you see me in green clothes in the future, Miss Qingqing should avoid it."
In thirty years of searching for the swordsman, the leaves have fallen and the branches have sprouted several times.
Ever since I first saw Peach Blossom, I still have no doubts until now.
Avoid it, avoid it... I have never thought about avoiding it, but I may not be able to avoid it for the rest of my life.
I recall that at the beginning, I commissioned the person in front of me to find the guest in Tsing Yi, but I didn’t know that the tall man in front of me was the guest in Tsing Yi?
She never avoided it.
The person in green clothes is the person in front of me, but I don’t know where the person in front of me is in the horizon.
Thinking of this, I was so mesmerized that I almost burst into tears.
"Wow!"
At this moment, both Dongfang Bubai and Wang Yuyan trembled, and each spit out a mouthful of blood. Their smooth foreheads were covered with sweat, their complexions turned from white to red, their complexions improved a lot, and the blood clots in their meridians were there.
At this moment, they were washed away by the changes in yin and yang, and they all opened their eyes.
Murong Qingqing immediately took a deep breath to suppress her disordered emotions. Her face returned to the image of the cold and arrogant Tianqin sect's piano demon, and she approached with a tall and swaying figure.
"Have you recovered from your injuries?"
Jiang Dali opened his eyes at this moment, and his powerful mind immediately noticed that something was wrong with Murong Qingqing's mood.
Glancing around, he saw the other person's plump and tall figure approaching.
Under the silhouette of the faint sunlight cast in from outside the mausoleum corridor, the charming lines look like the infinite scenery of beautiful mountains and rivers.
Such gorgeous objects and youthful atmosphere inexplicably aroused a certain aspect of his emotions to the highest peak, suddenly becoming active.
With his current mental strength, it can be said that as long as he has a little malice towards an ordinary person, the ordinary person will be frightened and fainted. If he has a good impression of an ordinary person, the other person will be flattered and excited and kneel down with tears of gratitude.
While kowtowing on the ground, such purposeful and targeted mental fluctuations were inadvertently transmitted directly to Murong Qingqing's eyes through his eyes, making the other party immediately understand what he was thinking at this time.
"you......"
Murong Qingqing's emotions that she had finally suppressed seemed to be about to explode suddenly. She felt that her whole body was melting into the fierce and domineering surging emotions and the throbbing of her own emotions, but she felt as if she was already inside.
Under the opponent's unreserved gaze, Chi Jing was completely free to wander around with his domineering gaze, just like a majestic knight patrolling the territory he conquered, and he wanted to enjoy every beautiful scenery in the territory.
The passion of emotion is like a log of wood and a fire in the ground, growing crazily and releasing passionately.
This moment of mental indulgence.
It seems to be very long, but it also seems to be very short.
In this limited and infinite thinking time, the two of them seemed to know a little bit of each other's hidden secrets and thoughts.
Jiang Dali knew that Murong Qingqing had actually investigated and found out that he was the Tsing Yi guest at the time. He was not angry at the other party's secret investigation, but instead felt a little sorry for having concealed it for a long time.
Murong Qingqing knew that the person in front of her whom she had been thinking about for a long time, longer than Wang Yuyan and others, seemed to have some unspeakable difficulties and secrets, which attracted her to curiously and respectfully let go. She didn't want to poke fun at this moment.
Breaking this last layer of film, I don’t want to share this last secret between the two of them.
The two people's minds returned to peace, as if the rising sun turned into a beautiful sunset in the western sky. Although the intoxicating red color gradually disappeared between the sky and the mountains, it became an indelible memory that could never be erased.
Touching moment.
The passion of thoughts just now surpassed any physical contact.
Just like the golden wind and jade dew, once they meet, they win over countless others in the world.
How precious are life and emotions at those moments?
But if passion has become a part of daily life, there will no longer be such touching and thrilling moments.
Just like spring passes and autumn comes, the sun rises and sets...
Meteors are beautiful because of their brevity, and fireworks are gorgeous because of their fleeting moments...
Isn't this the same in life? The more short and rare it is, the more it is valued and cherished by others.
Eternity means that there will never be permanent excitement. It is what is accumulated over and over again and is regarded as eternity.
"Sister Qingqing, village leader! I feel much better."
Wang Yuyan's melodious voice sounded like a lark, quickly pulling the two people's thoughts back to reality after they had left this space.
Jiang Dali was stunned and came back to his senses. When he looked at Wang Yuyan who turned around with a pair of big black eyes, his eyes also touched Dongfang Bubai's cold and bright eyes coming from the side, as if he had some insight.
He gathered his thoughts, looked at Wang Yuyan and said, "Although you are better now, your legs are still inconvenient. I will send you out first. It will be much safer for you to stay on the back of the magic eagle."
Although the true energy in Wang Yuyan's body that was invaded by Hayato Tengyin's Senluo energy was expelled by him, he even helped the other party to refine part of it with the Northern Ming Shen Gong.
However, Senluo Qi still caused some damage to the meridians and acupuncture points of her legs, so that Wang Yuyan's legs are still unable to move normally. Later, if she wants to cooperate with Dongfang Bubai to break into the Holy Tomb to seize the Baqi poison blood, Wang Yuyan will have to be
Send it out and put it in place.
"Okay! I listen to you, the leader of the village."
Wang Yuyan was well-behaved and sensible, with a smile as bright as a flower. She had already imagined Jiang Dali's words as the village master's care and concern, and nodded her head with sweetness in her heart.
"Walk!"
Jiang Dali was also a person who was quick and did not procrastinate. He immediately stretched out his hand to help Wang Yuyan's boneless body. He felt that the weight of the opponent's body and bones did not even weigh one-sixth of the weight of the Dali Fire Lin Sword on his back. He immediately put his arms around him
With a firm grasp on his waist, he picked her up by the waist and rushed out of the mausoleum with large strides.
Wang Yuyan only heard Jiang Dali say "let's go". Before she could even respond, she was hugged by the other party. Looking at Jiang Dali's resolute and cold face, there was absolutely no hesitation. Isn't this exactly what the other party has always done?
His style was what attracted her most. She couldn't help but wrap her hands around the other person's broad and strong neck, feeling unprecedentedly stable.
Immediately afterwards came the roar of the wind, like a magic eagle lying on the quilt, and the wind was blowing in both ears.
Jiang Dali led her up and down quickly, rushing out of the mausoleum.
A cry of death, accompanied by the smell of blood and sunlight, quickly came from outside the tomb.
The moment Jiang Dali rushed out, there was the sound of swords piercing the air, and the air flow swept straight towards the entrance, covering his head, making Wang Yuyan feel the chill of the swords on her skin.
However, Jiang Dali let out a long laugh, and suddenly swung his big hand into a fist. His fist violently moved horizontally and horizontally, breaking through the sword net, and rushed out of the mausoleum in an instant, forcibly tearing open a passage in the chaotic battlefield, as powerful and incomparable as the god of war.
"If you don't bring any tricks with you when you go out, get out of here if you don't want to die!"
Boom!——
The innate energy erupted ferociously from Jiang Dali's body, spreading like air waves among the flying cloaks. It immediately pushed all the players around him and fell down. In an instant, everyone fell on their backs and screamed in agony.
The moment Daodao saw the figure of the fierce man in Ao Zhan, his eyes were originally red with blood, they were all shocked and regained consciousness, and took a breath.
"Master of Black Wind Village!"
"Master Patriarch!?"
"And Grandmother!"
"Be good, Longlidong! Who took the initiative to attack Heifeng Village just now? It almost dragged everyone into the water."
A group of players in the chaotic battlefield immediately stopped and dispersed on alert.
Then they stared at Jiang Dali's majestic figure in astonishment, as if he could never be pushed. Seeing him leap up and put Wang Yuyan on the back of the demon eagle, Fu Er landed again. Some players who were not disciples of Bahuang suddenly felt something in their hearts.
Not good.
Jiang Dali looked around at the various factions and groups around him, guarding against the players who were pointing swords at each other. There were actually many of them wearing friendly black hoods, and they were obviously his own. He immediately didn't understand what this group of players were doing here.
It was obviously a relic left behind by the large number of Ying warriors he had previously killed, and it had become the target of this group of players.
He didn't bother to pay attention to this little thing, so he immediately said, "You continue"! Then he turned around and entered the holy tomb again.
Many of the Bahuang disciples who were about to approach Jiang Dali and respectfully call out to their ancestor, couldn't help but stopped and were stunned. They watched Jiang Dali's figure disappear into the passage of the Holy Tomb, and they were all trembling with anger.
Some players who originally wanted to put the trophies gained from killing Bahuang disciples on their heads and pretend to be Bahuang disciples breathed a long sigh of relief.
fine!
The disciples of Bahuang are obviously the children of the stepmother. The leader of Black Wind Village obviously does not want to interfere in the fighting of the disciples of Bahuang, so there is nothing to worry about.
In an instant, all the players once again approached each other's opponents who had given up before. The atmosphere quickly condensed and their eyes turned red again...
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(I rested overnight and my cold feels better. I will update more tonight! Thank you everyone for voting)
This chapter has been completed!