Seeing Meng Qingying suddenly bounce up from the dying state, a poem suddenly appeared in Qin Yi's heart: Sitting up in shock in the dying illness, short and without...
No, it’s just a poem.
What actually amazed me was that I didn't expect that the Devil's Crying Jade obtained under the Devil's Crying Vine that Liusu wanted to move in the Earth Spirit Secret Realm would be put to use so quickly.
If you say you have good luck, then your good luck is Tassel.
Although it gave less and less vocal guidance, even in this battle it silently helped swallow the soul power, and other than said a word... It was because Qin Yi himself became more and more assertive, but there was always a way to make him
Develop the feeling of running away as soon as possible, and don’t want to interfere too much.
Qin Yi can no longer remember when this feeling started...
At this time, Meng Qingying had already held the Devil Weeping Jade in her hand and began to cast spells. She could see a dark aura faintly exuding on the black jade, but that darkness was not a shadow, but circles like ripples, like
The deepest dream in the deepest night.
That is the deepest bit of true spirit in the ocean of living souls.
The sound of a ghost crying came from nowhere, in the endless darkness of the night, leading straight into the underworld.
The black flame mark on Meng Qingying's forehead suddenly lit up, and almost at the same time, a black jade-like mark suddenly appeared on the forehead of the dragon-shaped shadow in the sky. The two marks complemented each other, and suddenly a bright light appeared on the forehead.
Like the morning star.
This is to communicate with the underworld and reach the soul sea. Unless it is a powerful spell, nothing can stop it. No matter it is Zheng Yunyi's tortoise shell or secret technique, it will not help at all.
If the dragon shape before was just a fictitious form, with no soul or intelligence, and was just a concrete concept born virtually, then with the birth of this mark, its dark dragon pupils suddenly came to life and became a living thing.
things.
Zheng Yunyi's heart skipped a beat. Everything changed in an instant. He suddenly realized that the dragon was out of control.
Long Tong looked down and found that the "flesh and blood" on his body was being sucked out.
The dragon's eyes were furious, and the huge dragon body struggled wildly and roared to the sky!
"Roar!"
This is the first time it has made a real sound since it appeared in the world, except for the conceptual "dragon roar", which is almost the same as a real dragon.
Zheng Yunyi exhausted his magic power and could no longer absorb any luck. Not only that, all the luck that he had worked so hard to absorb for a long time flowed back in just an instant and returned to the dragon body, forming its starlight.
flesh.
The starlight became more and more dazzling.
Zheng Yunyi made a decisive decision, immediately put away his spell, quickly raised a flying sword and retreated decisively.
The moment he flew back, thousands of starlights suddenly burst out, blasting the pillar he was standing on into powder.
Zheng Yunyi was glad that he responded promptly. Although he didn't understand what happened, he didn't regret it and ran away quickly.
He can be considered a decisive person.
However, everyone had flown away for an unknown distance, but he still felt that something was wrong.
It's like the same feeling when your luck is sucked back, but something is still being lost from your body.
This is... not only giving back the luck that was sucked away, but also sucking away the luck that I should have had? Is it still sucking it away to this day?
"My day..." Zheng Yunyi finally couldn't help but cursed and turned around to look back.
Just when he turned his head, he was faced with a ray of light that came from nowhere, as fast as lightning, and hit him directly. Zheng Yunyi only subconsciously ducked to the right, and his left shoulder was hit, and his whole body was spinning like a spinning top.
He was also hit and flew for more than ten miles without stopping.
There were also curses coming from the escaping light that hit the person: "Whose baby is looking back while escaping? It's bad luck!"
The luck was sucked away and even the car crashed while flying. This bad luck was immediate.
"Pfft..." Zheng Yunyi covered his bloody shoulder, injured and angry, and finally spat out a mouthful of blood and staggered back to the Immortal Palace. He wanted to ask his master how to deal with this bad luck!
Before flying half a mile, the flying sword under his feet cracked with a "click". But it was affected by the aftermath of the impact of the man just now. This magical weapon, which was just used to pretend to fly, was not a real flying sword at all and could not withstand the aftermath.
Has been damaged.
Zheng Yunyi was at the peak of Qinxin, but he couldn't fly yet. As soon as the flying sword broke, he fell down before his eyes. At last, he was not unlucky. There were no sharp rocks below, just a jungle.
"Boom!" Zheng Yunyi fell down in disgrace, as if his whole body was about to fall apart. He finally had some magical power to protect himself, and he cast a few spells to delay the fall before falling to the ground, otherwise he would have died in such a fall.
After struggling hard for a while, the pain was unbearable. This fall from a high altitude was no joke. All the internal organs were severely injured, and all the magic power in his body could not be condensed. I am afraid that the injuries would not be lighter than those of Qin Yimeng and Meng Qingying.
I've been lying down for several days...
He trembled and fed himself a pill, and was about to close his eyes and rest, when suddenly the sky darkened, and several black bears' heads poked around.
"My day..."
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Zheng Yunyi's bad luck over there was not caused by Meng Qingying, because Meng Qingying had already fainted.
The Devil's Crying Jade gave her a shortcut to the bridge of soul communication, but it did not mean that it cured her injury. On the contrary, because she mustered up the last bit of energy to drive the treasure to communicate with the soul, Meng Qingying was so overdrawn that she could not even support her for a moment.
He couldn't reach the point and fainted to the ground.
The Dragon of Luck has landed, and its huge body shrouds the entire Qianlong Temple, preventing anyone from getting close.
All the troops and other Taoist priests who were about to enter were blocked. They were clearly surrounded by heavy siege, but the ruins under the dragon's belly became the safest place, a space that was sheltered from wind and rain.
Qin Yi lay there and thought for a while. At this time, he was too injured to fight, and he couldn't control the dragon. It would be dangerous to leave. Instead, it would be more appropriate to recover here for a few days. And in any case, he and Meng Qingying were side by side at this moment.
She was still relying on her dragon to fight. She couldn't just let her faint in the ruins and ignore her. If there was no one to save her, she might die if her injuries worsened.
Qin Yi reluctantly took a pill and felt better, then struggled to sit up. He turned around to look at the ruins, thought for a moment, then picked up Meng Qingying, shouldered away the rocks, and got into the ruins.
under.
This was originally a huge building combination of Qianlong Observation, Star Observation Platform and Underground Palace. The upper part was destroyed by their battle. There were still many intact rooms under the underground palace, but not all of them collapsed.
He still had the map given by Lingxu and knew that there was a pharmacy and an alchemy room in the underground palace. He could definitely find some appropriate elixirs and recover under the protection of the Dragon of Luck.
There was a map, and although the corridors were broken and blocked everywhere, the medicine room was quickly found. Fortunately, the medicine room was quite far away from the center of the battle and was still well preserved.
Qin Yi carried Meng Qingying into the medicine room, sealed the door, and the room suddenly became dark.
He put Meng Qingying down against the wall, and he leaned against the wall hard to catch his breath for a while. Meng Qingying leaned on his shoulder, breathing weakly.
But the fragrance is still there, lingering on the nose.
In a small dark room where no daylight can be seen, a woman is in a coma and has no resistance. If you turn your head slightly, you can touch her face that can be broken by blows.
The environment is very similar to Minghe's, but a little more... This kind of cognitive sense of being able to do something secretly in a dark room without anyone knowing, always tests the determination of a normal man.
Not to mention eating some tofu and no one knows... If he has evil intentions, he can take the opportunity to cannon Meng Qingying into a thermal weapon - he has studied the Great Joy of Paradise Sutra and knows a bit about that method.
It happened that Meng Qingying was the culprit who seriously injured Ming He in the first place, which always made Qin Yi feel a sense of retribution in the cycle of cause and effect.
Of course he won't do that.
After secretly adjusting his breath and resting for a while, his first words were still looking for Liusu: "Bangbang, are you there?"
Liusu said: "Of course."
"But you haven't spoken a word, and you always feel uncomfortable."
"You really want me to talk?"
"Why don't you want to talk?"
"Because at times like this, you definitely don't like to hear what I say, and you won't know how to do it, so just don't say it."
"You know I won't listen anymore? Tell me and listen."
"I suggest you kill this woman. Because she has the Dragon of Luck as a puppet. Once she recovers, she will be a very formidable opponent. If she still remembers old grudges, or suspects what you did while she was unconscious...even to kill someone
Anyone who knows how embarrassed she is may want to kill you again. You can't guess the devil's thoughts. You have exhausted all your cards at this time and you can't beat her."
"...What about the second one?"
"Secondly, she comes from the Wanxiang Senluo Sect, and she has many treasures... Some of them are useful to you, and some of them are useful to me."
"Is this what you really mean?"
"No matter which one is my true intention, will you do it?"
What a magic wand... thinking has always been so evil.
Qin Yi did not answer, and turned his head slightly to look at the sleeping Meng Qingying. She really had no resistance at this time.
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PS: I have been maliciously reported and am under self-examination. I still advise some people. Reporting others will not make your grades better. Please respect yourself.