Li Yuanhou is a family member who is in the back door and is not very strong.

The soldiers of the Qinglian were unable to grasp the ghostly Dongfang Po, and Li Yuanhou naturally could not hurt a single hair.

However, at this moment, Li Yuanhou's eyes were red with blood, like a completely madman, an angry roaring beast, rushed to Dongfang Po.

Looking at the appearance, everyone's hearts were terrified, and the blood hatred was so deep.

Qingge's eyes were bright and bright, and he looked at Li Yuanhou who was rushing hard with his sword in his eyes.

"This young man is different from Li Cuihua." Qingge said.

Qingge's expression suddenly became dazed, and then chuckled, and his soul transmitted a voice: "I heard that Li Cuihua's life experience is bumpy and she has suffered a lot."

"You want to say that she is so evil today that she has no choice but to do it?" Gu Long asked.

Qingge shook her head slowly: "All the pitifulness in the world must not be a reason for hate." Gu Long sneered: "You came from a low plane, but you have no idea that the hardships you have suffered are no less than hers. Why do she just want to occupy the treasures of others, and she is at a loss, afraid of being snatched away. But you are different, those sufferings will always be

Instead of overwhelming your fighting spirit, it will only make you work harder. You will think about how to create treasures, and you will not be afraid of others snatching them, just because you are confident and firmly believe that others cannot snatch things that belong to you."

Gu Long's words made Qingge slightly stunned.

All the past came to my mind and turned into an understatement of smile.

Bang!

Dongfang Bo kicked Li Yuanhou in the face, and Li Yuanhou's body flew backwards like a kite with broken strings.

Ye Ge hurried forward and helped Li Yuanhou up, "Yuan'er, how are you?"

Li Yuanhou's cheeks were swollen and very embarrassed. He ignored his injuries and only pointed at Dongfang Po in anger: "Sister, this person pretends to be the disciple of the Medicine King. Be sure to kill this person to serve as a warning!"

The Lord of God looked sideways, his eyes are deep, and a deep thought is slid across.

Marquis Li Yuan was never a slaughter. Even if the other party was wrong, Marquis Li Yuan would not kill him.

Why do you have to kill Dongfang Po?

The Lord of God thought about what Dongfang Po said, thinking about it, and then looked at Ye Ge, and there was no respect, but a hint of mockery flashed.

Ye Ge helped Li Yuanhou up and turned his eyes to the Qinglian soldiers behind him: "Kill them!"

The words "Feng Qingyun Dan" were said, and all the Qinglian soldiers were dispatched to encircle and suppress the Dongfang Po.

It is broken like a wisp of smoke in the wind, and it is difficult to catch.

"Is this guy a loach?" Jiuci walked to Qingge at some point and said in Qingge's ear.

Qingge glanced at her brother, shook her head helplessly, and smiled slightly.

"Good guy, this little brat has always been pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, and I don't know how much it has hidden!" Jiuci looked at Dongfang Po with a smile.

Qingge's eyes were cold, and Dongfang Po's "jumping up and down" figure reflected in his eyes.

Dongfang Po is as shadow as the wind, not like an ordinary professional practitioner. Strictly speaking, it is more like... using some powerful magic.

The magic is not available in thousands of clans, but the magic of Dongfang Breaking this level can easily tease the soldiers of Qinglian, only the Nine Realms can have it!

"What a powerful magic!" Qingge murmured in a low voice.

"That's not a magic trick," Gu Long said: "To be precise, that's his body's instinct."

Qingge was a little confused, "What Gu Long meant is that this is the innate skill of Dongfang Po?" "That's true, he hid deep enough. Clans and families of more than a thousand clans are all inherited from blood. After practicing magic for a long time, they will be integrated into the bloodline and inherited from thousands of generations. However, there are several necessary things to be necessary to integrate magic into the bloodline.

One is the best Wuji magic technique, and the other is the most talented master! "Gu Long said: "And among the thousands of clans, the only ones who can have this condition are the upper three clans."

Qingge understands the meaning of the upper three clans.

Qingge looked at Dongfang Po, as if he had discovered a treasure.

If nothing unexpected happens, Dongfang Po is likely to be the bloodline of the upper three tribes.

Gu Long in the spiritual world sighed deeply, no longer as shocked as he was at the beginning.

This girl picked up a doctor casually, and it turned out to be the blood of the three tribes.

Even if the facts and predictions are revealed, even if Dongfang Po is not the bloodline of the upper three tribes, his family will only be higher and will not be lower.

A group of powerful Qinglian soldiers worked hard to never touch Dongfang Po's total hair.

After a long time, Ye Ge shook his sleeves: "Come back."

She came to the Gods Heavenly Realm, and besides deciding on the northern suburbs, she should pay the most attention to meeting the evil ghost king.

If we can negotiate with the Ghost King, we will almost ignore the matter of deciding the Northern Suburbs.

But Dongfang Po humiliated her so much that she couldn't swallow her breath.

Rumble.

A queue arrived quickly.

From a distance, it was the team that the predecessors of the three sects gathered.

Qingge frowned when he saw Duan Yun, Feng Qingyang and others, and his face covered with cold frost.

The seniors have too deep feelings for the three sects, so they will inevitably be emotional and hurt themselves. That is not what Qingge wants to see.

"Lord of God, we have found a cure for the disease! Please let the Lord of God go and let the innocent disciples go."

The gray-haired master shouted excitedly.

"Drive away all these foolish people." The Lord of God said coldly.

Qingge raised his hand slightly, and saw Yingyuelou and Jiuci, the snow girl guarding the seniors of the three sects.

The wind and snow fell sharply, covering the entire northern suburbs of Dingbei.

The black crow cried, tearing everyone's eardrums.

"God Lord, you can't drive away the person you want to stay with the Eastern Emperor." Jiuci smiled. The snow girl wrapped her hands around her chest and spread her wings: "Everyone is thinking about how to save lives and cure diseases. Only God Lord, you are trying to kill people. Your actions make people doubt your motives. I want to ask, "I am a good third sect brother."

How come all got half demon disease?”

"There was a half-demon who accidentally entered the three sects and spread the source of the disease." Ye Qingyi explained.

"Where is the sick half demon?" asked the snow girl.

Ye Qingyi clapped his hands, and immediately a soldier came with an iron cage.

Inside the iron cage was a half demon with a head and a snake's tail, but his upper body was like a human body, but it was covered with the terrifying Qinglin.

"Sir Xue Nu, the sect's mansion has been looking for disciples of the three sects of Poison and the mastermind behind the three sects who brought this half of the demon." Ye Qingyi said.

The snow girl stared at her and had a bad premonition in her heart. She raised her eyes slightly and looked at Qingge, both of which were seen in the other person's eyes.

Qingge smiled slightly: "It seems that the cause of the infection of the three brothers is not accidental, but a result of the evil people."

"That's true." Ye Qingyi said: "The Lord of God has decided that if he catches the person behind him, he will leave it to Qinglian for disposal."

Tsk tsk...

The smile on Qingge's face became stronger and stronger.

It was really a big game of chess. Outside Yunluotian.com, there were even conspiracies and cunning waiting for her.
Chapter completed!