"What happened? Ye Chen was injured?" Jing Ao doubted whether he read it wrong. The person Qiongying was holding... Ye Chen?
No one answered Jing Ao. Just based on the tragic situation here, we can tell how intense the battle was just now.
Qiutong left first, and the injuries on her shoulders were required to recuperate for at least one month. She couldn't help but frown.
Wuxin glanced at the five strange corpses on the ground and left.
Leng Yu and others began to clean up the site, which needed some repairs.
"Oh no! Where is Jing Hao?" Jing Ao was shocked, his seventh brother kept in the palace...
"Brother." Jing Hao was behind and didn't just walk out.
"Seventh brother, are you okay?" Jing Ao looked at Jing Hao, intact, but he felt a little strange. Why did Jing Hao appear now because of such a big noise in the palace?
"It's okay." Jing Hao replied unsteadily.
"Where did you go just now?" Jing Ao asked again.
"I haven't gone anywhere." Jing Hao avoided Jing Ao's gaze. He had been here for a while. Perhaps, he saw something he shouldn't have seen, and perhaps, she also saw him.
Jing Ao didn't ask anything else and walked over to check the corpse on the ground.
The corpses had no scars on their bodies and their limbs were already a little stiff. Looking at their eyes and faces, they should have suffered great pain before they died.
"Who are these five people? They seem to be undead. I have seen this person on the battlefield. How did they die?" Nangong Chen looked at a corpse in disbelief.
"The blood is dark red, and all the meridians are shattered. Seventh brother, who did you see that killed the undead?" Jing Ao touched his chin and asked.
"...I haven't seen it." Jing Hao hesitated for a moment. When he arrived, he saw the five people struggling in the flames. The lotus-shaped flames would not burn the object, nor would it have heat, but would be biting cold.
What made him most incredible was the figure, the long red hair that was scattered down.
She squatted there, holding someone, and couldn't see her appearance, just a back, but he was sure that it was her.
He even suspected that it was an illusion, that his long red hair was blood-red by the fire.
He didn't walk over, perhaps because he was afraid of disturbing her, or because he didn't want to be discovered by her, because he saw what he shouldn't have seen. But she must have discovered him.
"How did they die?" Jing Ao thought.
"I don't know, I'll leave first." Jing Hao frowned and left in a mess.
"Seventh brother..." Jing Ao wanted to ask something, but Jing Hao had already walked away.
He had just fought with the undead. The undead has at least the eighth level or above. There were only two undeads, and they could not kill them together. Five died here at once?
"Why did the fire burn down a few big trees just now?" Nangong Chen felt stranger the more he looked at it, and even Jing Hao was a little strange.
"Yes." Jing Ao nodded thoughtfully.
"Where is Dongfang Jinghao?" Qingwu came in a hurry. When she saw Jingao, she didn't see Jinghao. She panicked.
"What's the matter with looking for Jing Hao? He just left." Jing Ao asked strangely. Qingwu is Qiongying's subordinate, so why did he look for Jing Hao?
When Qingwu heard this, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief. The Lord asked her to find Dongfang Jinghao. If Dongfang Jinghao had any mistakes, she would be to blame.
"What happened just now? What happened to my seventh brother?" Jing Ao asked very friendly and politely. He was really curious about what was going on!
"I just met a mysterious strong man in the north pavilion. I guess it should be the undead. I join forces with your seventh brother, and the undead can't do anything to us. Your seventh brother is very powerful."
Qingwu praised her without hesitation. Dongfang Jinghao had such cultivation at such a young age. In time, he would definitely surpass her.