The sound is getting smaller and smaller, and the number of people is getting smaller and smaller.

Ying Shaolong, one man and one whip, rushed all the way to the foot of the mountain.

Looking back, the bodies of the Zhongta soldiers fell all the way.

The blood flowed down and gathered together, turning into a scarlet stream.

Ying Shaolong took back the long whip and carefully wiped off the blood stains on it.

"Sorry, I let you see these bloody things when I first came." He said to the whip.

"Are you talking to the whip?"

The thin dog came out of the shadow.

During the period when Ying Shaolong was in seclusion, not only did his cultivation not increase, but he also started talking to Changbian.

The thin dog was dragging his injured leg and even wanted to come out to ask what was going on.

"What happened?" Xigou looked at Ying Shaolong, his eyes full of worry.

"Do you still remember this long whip?" Ying Shaolong said.

The thin dog nodded.

It remembered that the long whip was obtained in the Chaos Palace, and there was also a jade pendant left by Ying Shaolong's mother.

"I remember raising the soul of the girl named Xu in my braid. Could it be... she woke up?" Xigou said in surprise.

Ying Shaolong held the long whip: "All the spiritual power I have transformed during this period has been absorbed by the long whip, and I will respond to my words. I don't know if Sister Mei woke up or the original ability of the long whip."
Chapter completed!