Sure enough, the strength of ordinary people is only 5 points, and he has 103 points of strength.

He retracted the panel bar, looked at a dozen strong men and laughed loudly: "Hit me with this kind of toy? Are you looking down on me?"

As he spoke, he clenched his hands into fists and smashed them together, sneering and turning into a bolt of lightning that flew towards the strong man.

Bang bang bang!

……

After a sound of beating, these strong men came to their senses, and looking at the giant ax in their hands, it had been chopped off by Chu Lan, and the part left in his hand was less than 30 centimeters.

The white-clothed scholar's expression darkened a bit. These people are a bit difficult to deal with.

"Several, my general is very happy today. I don't want to trouble him to come forward, but please leave quickly. This is the wedding of the corpse emperor, and it is not something that humans can participate in."

Although his face was still gloomy enough to drip water, his tone was not as aggressive as before.

The name of the corpse emperor is just a better name, and Zhao Kuo is still some distance away from the real corpse emperor.

"I'm not making it difficult for you. We are also entrusted by others and want to see the bride."

Chu Lan came over from behind and said, "After asking the bride about her marriage wishes, if she agrees to get married, we will leave immediately."

……

……

……

The atmosphere became more and more dignified. After three seconds of silence, a voice broke the silence.

"My bride, do you want to see it first?"

A fluttering sound rang in everyone's ears, and then a white figure flew out of the palace and slapped Chu Lan with a palm.

This palm contains Zhao Kuo's cultivation of nearly a thousand years. If it is true, he will definitely die!

Chu Lan's pupils shrank, and she backed away in horror.

Between the sparks of calcium carbide, he had already guessed that it was Zhao Kuo who came.

It seems that the three of them have angered him now.

He retreated hastily, concentrating the qi all over his body to condense the golden light spell.

The next moment, Zhao Kuo's palm lightly patted on the Golden Light Curse.

Snapped!

A crisp sound spread throughout the cave.

This was the second time that Chu Lan's Golden Light Curse was shattered. Like glass, the Golden Light Curse turned into golden light and scattered in the air, and Chu Lan herself fell on the ground like a kite with a broken string.

Zhang Qilin was about to burst into tears, but he had just used his blood and was weak, so he had to rush over to check on Chu Lan's situation.

"The last time I saved your life, it wasn't that I, Zhao Kuo, was afraid of you, but that killing you was really dirty!"

Zhao Kuo looked in Chu Lan's direction coldly. Zhang Qilin was still feeling his pulse, so he snorted coldly: "Okay, get ready to collect the corpse."

"A group of ants, if you dare to shout in front of my door, you two don't have to leave."

With a wave of his sleeves, he stepped on the red carpet and walked towards the palace step by step.

While feeling the pulse, Zhang Qilin probed Chu Lan's neck. There was a major artery for blood transfusion to the brain. If it stopped jumping there, then Chu Lan would be too late.

"Don't sleep."

Seeing that Chu Lan's meridians were beating weaker and weaker, he shouted in a low voice.

After being slapped, Chu Lan fell to the ground and kept coughing, but most of the coughed out was blood mixed with internal organs.

The qi in his dantian was also circulating desperately, trying to save his life.

But this blow was too heavy, even Wen Changjin from Shushan couldn't resist this blow.

Lin Jingzhe also hurried over and took his other hand to feel his pulse.

His face became more and more solemn, and he shook his head again and again: "There are too many internal organs shattered, I'm afraid it won't be able to be saved."

But Zhang Qilin didn't care so much, he pressed Chu Lan's chest desperately, and shouted again and again: "Chu Lan! Chu Lan!"

"Can't sleep! If you sleep, you will die completely!"

……

"Uh……"

Chu Lan squinted and wanted to speak, but was blocked by the blood in her throat, so she could only make a gurgling sound.

"Don't talk, I'll save you!"

Zhang Qilin took a deep breath, his eyes showed firmness.

puff!

……

"Are you crazy? Pen essence blood twice in a row? Essence blood is very precious!"

Lin Jingzhe's eyes widened in disbelief.

If it is said that one spray of blood is equivalent to 10 planes, then the two times are not a superposition, but a critical strike!

It will take at least three to five months for Zhang Qilin to recover from the spout of blood. This is not enough, and the spout of blood will even affect his cultivation and room for improvement.

For a dying person, why bother?

The next moment, he immediately closed his mouth.

Zhang Qilin tore off his coat, and wiped all the spurted blood on the Qilin tattoo on his chest with his palm.

After the unicorn tattoo absorbed the blood essence, it glowed a dazzling blue, and as if it had come to life, its lines kept wandering on Zhang Qilin's body.

The blue light spread, and Zhang Qilin quickly grabbed Chu Lan's hand.

And the blue color was like a liquid, slowly flowing towards Chu Lan's arm, and then to the whole body.

Before Lin Jingzhe could let go of Chu Lan's pulse, she suddenly felt the changes in Chu Lan's meridians, and her eyes widened.

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