Li Yuanhou was a well-connected person through the back door and was not very strong.
Qinglian's soldiers were unable to catch Dongfang Po, whose 'Qinggong' was extremely good, and his shadow was like a ghost. Naturally, Li Yuanhou was unable to harm a hair on his head.
However, at this moment, Li Yuanhou's eyes were blood red, like a complete madman, an angry and roaring beast, rushing towards Dongfang Po.
Seeing that posture, everyone's hearts were filled with fear. A blood feud was nothing more than that.
Qingge's eyes were bright and piercing, and she smiled at Li Yuanhou who was charging forward with his sword.
"This young man is different from Li Cuihua."
Qingge said.
Qing Ge's expression suddenly fell into a trance, and then he chuckled and sent a voice message from his soul: "I heard that Li Cuihua had a rough life and suffered a lot."
"Are you trying to say that the evil she did today was beyond her control?"
Gu Long asked.
Qingge shook her head slowly: "All the pity in the world must not become a reason to be hateful."
Gu Long sneered: "You came from a lower plane. Who knows how difficult your journey has been, and the suffering you have suffered is no less than hers.
Why does she only want to occupy other people's treasures and is hesitant, afraid of being robbed?
But you are different. Those hardships will never crush your fighting spirit. On the contrary, they will only make you work harder.
You will think about how to create treasures, and you are not afraid of others robbing you, because you are confident and firmly believe that others cannot take away what belongs to you."
Gu Long's words made Qingge slightly stunned.
All the past events came to mind, only to turn into an understatement of smile.
Bang! Dongfang Po kicked Li Yuanhou in the face, and Li Yuanhou's body flew backwards like a kite with its string broken.
Ye Ge hurried forward and helped Li Yuanhou up, "Yuan'er, how are you?"
Li Yuanhou's cheeks were bruised and he was very embarrassed. Regardless of his injuries, he pointed angrily at Dongfang Po: "Sister, this person is pretending to be a disciple of the King of Medicine. You must kill him as a warning to others!"
The Lord of God looked sideways, his eyes were deep and deep in thought.
Li Yuanhou has never been a killer. Even if the other party is at fault, Li Yuanhou will not kill them all.
Why do you have to kill Dongfang Po?
The Lord God thought about what Dongfang Po had said, thoughtfully, and looked at Ye Ge again. There was no respect in his eyes, but a trace of ridicule.
Ye Ge helped Li Yuanhou up and turned to look at the Qinglian soldiers behind him: "Kill them!"
After saying the words "Feng Qingyun Dan", all Qinglian soldiers were dispatched, just to encircle and suppress Dongfang Po.
The eastern part is like a wisp of smoke, swaying in the gentle wind and difficult to catch.
"Is this guy a loach?"
Jiu Ci walked up to Qing Ge at some point and said in Qing Ge's ear.
Qingge glanced at her brother, shook her head helplessly, and smiled slightly.
"Good guy, this brat has been pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger. I don't know how much he has hidden!"
Jiu Ci looked at Dongfang Po with a smile.
Qingge's eyes were condensed, and Dongfang Po's figure 'jumping up and down' was reflected in his eyes.
Dongfang Po is so shadowy and like the wind, he doesn't look like an ordinary professional practitioner. Strictly speaking, it's more like... using some kind of powerful magic.
Techniques are not unique to the Thousand Clan, but a technique of Dongfang Po's level, which can easily tease Qinglian's soldiers, is only available in the Nine Realms! "What a powerful technique!"
Whispering softly.
"That's not magic."
Gu Long said: "To be precise, it is the instinct of his body."
There was some confusion on Qing Ge's face, "Senior Gu Long means that this is Dongfang Po's innate ability?"
"Indeed, he is indeed hidden deep enough.
Clan and aristocratic families with more than a thousand clans are all inherited by blood.
Once the technique has been practiced for a long time, it will be integrated into the blood and passed down to thousands of generations.
However, there are several necessary conditions for integrating magic into the bloodline. Firstly, the magic is a top-grade infinite magic, and secondly, the magician's talent is infinite!"
Gu Long said: "Among the thousands of clans, only the upper three clans can have this condition."
Qingge understands the meaning of the three clans.
Qing Ge looked at Dongfang Po, as if he had discovered a treasure.
If nothing unexpected happens, Dongfang Po is very likely to be of the bloodline of the upper three clans.
Gu Long in the spiritual world sighed deeply, no longer as shocked as he was at first.
The doctor this girl randomly picked up was actually from the blood of the upper three clans.
Even if the facts and predictions turn out to be true, even if Dongfang Po is not of the bloodline of the upper three clans, his family background will only be higher, not lower.
A group of powerful Qinglian soldiers tried their best but could not touch Dongfang Po's hair.
After a long while, Ye Ge rolled up his sleeves and said, "Come back, everyone."
When she came to the Heavenly Realm of the Gods, apart from settling in the northern suburbs, the most important thing she should pay attention to was the meeting with the evil ghost king.
If we can reach an agreement with the Ghost King, we can almost ignore the matter of setting the northern suburbs.
It's just that Dongfang Po humiliated her so much that she couldn't swallow it.
Rumble.
A line of troops arrived quickly.
Looking from a distance, it is the team assembled by the seniors of the three sects.
Qing Ge frowned when he saw Duan Yun, Feng Qingyang and others, his face covered with cold frost.
The seniors have too deep feelings for the three sects, and it is inevitable that they will be emotional and hurt themselves. That is not what Qing Ge wants to see.
"Master God, we have found a cure! Please God Master, let the innocent disciples go."
The white-haired Grand Master shouted excitedly.
"Drive away all these nonsense people."
The Lord of God said coldly.
Qing Ge raised her hand slightly and saw Ying Yue Lou, Jiu Ci, and Xue Nu guarding the seniors of the three sects.
The wind and snow fell suddenly, covering the entire Dingbei suburb.
The black crow screamed, tearing everyone's eardrums.
"Master God, you can't drive away the people the Eastern Emperor wants to keep."
Jiu Ci grinned.
The snow girl crossed her arms across her chest and spread her snow wings: "Everyone is thinking about how to save lives and cure illnesses, but you, Lord God, are thinking of ways to kill people.
Your actions make people have to doubt your motives.
I would like to ask, how come all three disciples of the three sects who are so good are infected with the semi-demon disease?"
"There was once a half-demon who accidentally entered the three sects and spread the disease."
Ye Qingyi explained.
"Where is the sick half-demon?"
asked the snow girl.
Ye Qingyi clapped his hands, and immediately soldiers came dragging the iron cage.
Inside the iron cage, there was a half-demon with an anticlimactic head and a snake-like tail. The upper body looked like a human body, but it was covered with a terrifying green lin.
"Sir Snow Girl, the sect has been looking for the disciples of the three poisonous and mute sects and the mastermind behind bringing this half-demon to the three sects."
Ye Qingyi said.
Xue Nu stared, feeling a bad premonition in her heart. She slightly raised her eyes and looked at Qing Ge, both of whom saw the same meaning in the other's eyes.
Qingge smiled lightly: "It seems that the infection of the three master brothers was not an accident, but was done by evildoers."
"Exactly."
Ye Qingyi said: "The God Lord has decided that if the person behind it is caught, he will be handed over to Qinglian for disposal."
Tsk tsk... The smile on Qingge's face became even stronger.
It was really a big game of chess.
Outside the Yunluo Skynet, there are more conspiracies and cunning waiting for her.