Tribulation of Ten Thousand Races: I Have a Chat Group for Descendants

Qing'e was flustered, but she gave Chilong's disciple a chance, and under the red light, two red swords pierced into Qing'e's left shoulder and arm.

"what?"

Qing'e screamed out in pain, her eyes were red, golden blood spurted out, pulling the old man back violently.At the same time, five figures emerged from the top—younger brother Qing, elder brother Qing, sister-in-law Qing, mother-in-law Qing, and Mr. Qing.

The five figures shot together and killed the five red dragons immediately!
"Qianyang Seven Changes!"

Seeing the remaining five people attacking again, Qing'e looked up at the sky, shouted sharply, interlaced her hands with palms in front of her throat, a golden light appeared, and the five red dragons and several black dragons around them exploded into a rain of blood!
In the fog of flesh and blood, Qing'e's body softened and she collapsed to the ground.

Behind Qing'e, a phantom of an old man appeared and killed Chen Yanchun, forcibly retracted it, and even executed the disciples of the red dragon and black dragon.Just a moment.

Sun Wu and the few remaining black dragons were dumbfounded.When there are many people, they still want to avenge Hei Liu, but now there are only these few left, let alone Qing'e, even Su Tu and the other three are no match for them.

Thinking of this, Sun Wu yelled and ran away.Ying Bingchen was not willing to let go, he raised his fist and chased after him.

"Ying Bingchen is back!" Su Tu shouted anxiously.

Even if he catches up with Sun Wu, he may not be able to kill him, but it will increase his danger.

Ying Bingchen was startled when he heard the words, knowing that it would be futile even to catch up, so he turned around and killed several black dragon disciples together with Su and Lu!

"Qing'e! Qing'e!" Su Tu held his neck and shouted, "Wake up!"

Lu Tong wiped the blood from Qing'e's lips, and sighed: "I didn't expect Qing'e to be so powerful, she killed them all."

"Yes!" Ying Bingchen said bitterly: "It's a pity that the surname Sun ran away!"

"Don't be dissatisfied!" Su Tu raised his head and said, "It's not bad if we can save our lives! If there is no Qing'e today, this is the place where the three of us will be buried!"

"Oh, it is!"

Lu Tong looked around, with lingering fears in his heart: "These days are safe and smooth, I really ignored Qianshan and Tianhuo's hatred for us. They must have seen Ao Taosun leave when they started today. Damn, I knew Don't tell her to go shopping for clothes."

"It's our fate, there will always be noble people to help." Su Tu looked down, "We only know that Mr. Qing must be very human, but we don't know who is so divine."

"Didn't that skinny man in the Black Dragon Temple shout something just now?" Ying Bingchen interjected, "It seems that he knows who Qing'e is."

"Yes!" Lu Tong sighed, "But didn't he die afterwards? It was not confirmed until the end."

"I'll ask you again when I have a chance." Su Tu said in a low voice, "I'm worried about her body right now, and I'm getting more and more confused these days. It must be related to those people in her body, but unfortunately we can't help. "

"Shouldn't we help her find a book now?" Lu Tongdao: "The book must be related to her illness, alas! I'm afraid that when she finds the book, she will be completely insane."

The three of them were talking, when Qing'e groaned suddenly.

"Ah? Qing'e!" Su Tuxi said, "Are you awake?"

"Brother Su Tu?" Qing'e opened her eyes in a daze, and said in surprise, "Why are you here? I've had a hard time looking for you."

Su Tu heard that it was Qing'e's voice this time, and he was happy in his heart. What was even more surprising was that she seemed to be clearer and recognized himself!

"Qing'e? Haha!" Lu Tong leaned over and laughed, "Do you know me?"

"You're Brother Lu! You're Brother Ying." Qing'e responded with a slight smile. Suddenly, her figure trembled and she vomited a mouthful of black blood. She said in shock, "What's wrong with me?"

"It's okay, it's okay!" Su Tu hurriedly comforted: "We just had a fight, and we have the elixir, so you'll be fine."

"Yes, yes, yes!" Lu Tong echoed, "We have the elixir, come on, put her back in the fairy car first!"

The red dragon disciple smashed the fairy car in front, and the fairy car behind Su and Qing could still be used.

The three carefully lifted Qing'e up, Lu Tong looked at the scattered corpses and hurriedly urged Su Tu.

"Kill so many of them!" Lu Tong laughed, "Qianshan and Tianhuo must be crazy!"

"Yes!"

Su Tu bypassed the corpse: "We will send heavy troops to get us. Fortunately, we are not far from the Zhonglin Fa Temple at this moment. Let's sneak into the Fa Temple to avoid the limelight."

"What are you afraid of him?"

Ying Bingchen said disdainfully: "Can they know where we are going? They are not Tiangong, they can really draw a map and publish a list, and set a trap?"

"Hey! What a bitch!" Lu Tong scolded, "The more I think about it, the more it's a pity that Sun Wu's bastard ran away. Isn't it waiting for him to report back?"

"Don't talk about that, let's go before the enemy arrives." Su Tu looked into the distance and said, "Sneak into the Fa Temple without anyone noticing!"

Yinshan, in a yurt in Sirius Dazhai.

Xiang Lan picked up the casserole, grated the medicine residue, and poured the boiled medicine into the bowl.

"Mr. Yin, it's time to drink the medicine."

Although the yurt was full of medicine, it was hard to hide the strong smell of rot. The person lying on his back on the grass couch in the corner was the long-suffering Yin Huan.

That day, when Yanying rescued the ancestor of Jiuyin and opened the gold well in Guixu Town, he was eroded by the hostile energy of the underworld, and Yanying cut off his right arm, but Yinhuan's poisonous energy spread all over his body.

Rao is Yinshan capable people come forth in large numbers, and there are countless rare treasures, but because the foundation of Yinhuan is too shallow, there is no way to cure it. Precious medicines and secret techniques have been used many times, and it is not easy to live to this day.

Xiang Lan, the granddaughter of Elder Xiang who died for religion, came to take care of her after hearing about Yin Huan's tragic condition.

Soon, he begged Yanying to serve his left and right. Although Yanying was unwilling in every possible way, he had to agree because he thought of the deceased elder.

After that, he ran east and west to Landong, bumping and wandering, but whenever he had time to return to the teaching, he came to take care of Yinhuan.

"Mr. Yin, are you awake?" Xiang Lan carefully walked to the bed with the soup in hand.

Yin Huan, who turned her back, was completely silent.

"Mr. Yin?"

"Don't drink." Yin Huan said coldly.

"You didn't drink the decoction this morning." Xiang Lan said softly, "If you don't drink it again, I'm afraid it will miss the potency of the medicine."

Yin Huan simply kept her mouth shut, not even making a sound.

"Mr. Yin?" Xiang Lan probed his neck and asked again, "Mr. Yin?"

"They say no more!" Yin Huan suddenly yelled, "Why are you still pestering me?"

Xiang Lan trembled in fright, holding the medicine bowl firmly.

"I won't drink it, I won't drink it again!" Yin Huan shouted: "You have seen the suffering of the past six months. Instead of living without people and ghosts, it is better to be a It's over!"

"Break it?" Xiang Lan whispered, "You must not think so."

"If you don't think so, how else can you think? See what I am now?"

Yin Huan screamed: "If you want to hang yourself, you can't stand up, if you want to kill yourself, you can't lift the sword, if you want to bite your tongue and kill yourself, you don't have the strength. What do you want from me? Ah? Miss Xiang, I thank you for your kindness, but I suffer all these things. Do you really have the heart to watch it?"

"Mr. Yin, don't worry." Waiting for Yin Huan's breathing to calm down, he said to Lanrou: "When the ancestor is out of the customs, there must be a cure."

"The ancestor is out?" Yin Huan said bitterly: "The ancestor said that he would retreat for three years, so I have to endure it for three years? This is like being in an iron prison every day, and every day is like a year! Miss Xiang, you can't Have some sympathy for me?"