In an instant, brilliant light burst out from the bright black pupils, as if a person on the verge of death suddenly grabbed the last life-saving straw.
Is my father really still alive...
Elder Luo reacted, raised his head and glared at Long Qingyue, his eyes full of sinister coldness, "Hurry up and hand over the Taixu Divine Art!"
"Is my father still alive? Otherwise, I will never give you the Taixu Divine Art!" Long Qingyue turned her eyes and said with a pretended face.
As soon as Elder Luo heard about the Taixu Magic Art, his turbid eyes suddenly lit up, with greed shining in his eyes. "Is the Taixu Magic Art really in your hands?" His eyes fell on Long Qingyue's neck.
The jade plate strung on the red rope was on my finger. I moved my body and reached out to grab it.
Long Qingyue tilted her head. It seemed dangerous but she avoided it with great skill. Seeing that his target was her jade finger, the light in her eyes dimmed and she raised her head, "That's right. Do you want it? Use it if you want.
In exchange for news about my father!"
He raised his eyebrows slightly, looked coldly and sternly, reached out and took out the jade plate finger from his neck, and raised it.
As soon as he made a move, he wanted to snatch his own jade plate finger. This was the only thing his father left to him. It must be related to the Taixu magic skill mentioned by Elder Luo.
Because the moment Elder Luo's eyes lit up was the best proof.
"Haha... For the sake of you being a filial daughter, I will tell you that your father did not die that year, but was surrounded by a strange white light. After the light disappeared, your father also disappeared."
Elder Luo's voice seemed to have a strange magical power, tugging at Long Qingyue's heart. Every word struck in Long Qingyue's heart. His father was indeed not dead, his father was still alive, he was still alive... No wonder his father's
There were only clothes and no body in the tomb.
It’s no wonder that when my grandfather and mother rushed to the battlefield, they couldn’t find their father’s body, and they thought it was blown to pieces by spiritual power.
It turns out that the truth is like this...
Elder Luo flashed a hint of viciousness in his eyes. While Long Qingyue was intoxicated in endless ecstasy, he bent his hands into claws and grabbed Long Qingyue's throat. His fingers were sharp and as fast as the wind, coming straight at him.
The cold air hit her face, penetrated her pores, and penetrated her bones. Long Qingyue shivered unexpectedly and reacted immediately, but Elder Luo's sharp finger was approaching instantly.
It's too late to hide.
His dark pupils narrowed, and he saw a red light shooting out of the air, penetrating through the golden sunlight like piercing the heaven and earth, and instantly flew in front of Long Qingyue, and collided with Elder Luo's fingerlight.
"Pfft..." There was a muffled sound, and blood spattered and fell into the withered yellow reeds. Lying on the ground were several half-cut fingers, which looked hideous and terrifying.
"Ah! My hand..." Elder Luo's painful screams came from the side. Elder Luo held his right hand and cried out in pain. Except for the thumb, the other four fingers on his right hand were all hit by flying wounds.
The red light cuts off.
"Xiaoyue." Qin Lieyan rushed to Long Qingyue's side, his eyes as gloomy as water. Fortunately, he arrived in time. It's no wonder that Long Qingyue was distracted. After all, anyone would hear that dozens of people who were originally thought to be dead would
The news that my father is still alive will shock everyone.
Shui Qilin, who arrived later, saw Elder Luo trying to escape. He slapped his small claws and immediately suppressed Elder Luo under his claws. There was a trace of disdain in his deep eyes. He was scared to think about this.
