"Your Excellency!"

The speed of the parrot song, the ink crow, and the white phoenix was very fast, leaving from the general's mansion, and they arrived here in a short time, the streamer flickered, and the three figures stepped on the top of the mountain, and the leading parrot song bowed his hand, which was to stand on one side, breathing slightly, which was to run the exercises and restore the internal force of the loss.

The ink crow followed, although he did not speak, but the same salute had already explained everything, and he also stood on one side, surrounded by black airflow, recovering his internal strength, looking at the white phoenix next to him and the jade in his arms, and sighed lightly.

"From today onwards, the non-existence of Lang Yu and Zilanxuan is implicated."

His hands stretched out, and the soft strength swept through, holding the jade in Bai Feng's arms into the air, although he was greatly helped by Bai Feng's arms, but the power of resistance was still very weak.

The head was slightly sideways, and with a soft word to the purple girl and the Red Lotus Princess, a mighty cyan Xuanguang burst out from his body, enveloping his body, enveloping the jade in his arms at this moment, and the power of Xuanmu poured into his already cold body.

"With my order, the three of you return to Xianyang and go to the center of the Wu clan, where someone will find you."

Ling Feng Yu Xu, with a slight click under his feet, the whole person flew out from the top of the mountain peak, and ran towards the Xinzheng City below, and after a few breaths, the cyan figure no longer existed in the void.

Only a pitch-black token remained on the original peak, which was taken away by Parrot Song, and after a moment, the figures of the three of them ran away from this place again, completely disappearing into the night sky of Xinzheng.

"Am I doing something wrong?"

Standing quietly on one side, quietly looking at the red-shirted woman in front of her, watching the three parrots disappear into the depths of their eyes, feeling the calm words in the mouth of the young man in green shirts, feeling the silent words of the three parrots, and feeling the trace of sadness that still remains here.

After a long silence, he whispered quietly and looked at the woman in purple beside him.

"No!"

"You haven't done anything wrong, what is wrong is this era, in this era, each of us has our own destiny, Langyu has gone through death, has been reborn, and like her favorite fire phoenix sky dance, Nirvana is reborn."

"And we...... I don't know where the fate is! ”

After today, there will be no Qin Ji named Rong Yu in Zilan Xuan, although it has brought a lot of gains to the quicksand, but there is no joy on the faces of the two.

Standing on the top of this towering mountain, looking down, Xinzheng City has been in chaos in the distance, and the death of the great general Ji Wuye will inevitably shake the entire government and the opposition, and a team of soldiers are patrolling every part of the city quickly.

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Heaven and earth!

In the wing room of the rear courtyard, Zhou Qing was trying his best to use the power of the Xuan Xuan in his body at the moment, instilling it into Langyu's body, and sensing the poison in the meridians in Langyu's body, his face was very helpless.

If it weren't for the fact that when he saw Lang Yu's side before, he injected a piece of Origin True Qi into Lang Yu's body to protect his heart vein, otherwise, even if the ancestor appeared at this moment, he would not be able to return to the sky.

In the spacious and silent room, Langyu was stripped of all her clothes, her hair was shawled, and there was no blood on her pale countenance. Under the shroud of Zhou Qingqing's qi, he knelt in a huge wooden barrel, and the heat inside it rose and the water rhyme was permeated.

As the power of Xuan Qi continued to urge the vitality in the body, a trace of scarlet poisonous blood was forced out of the body, soaked in the wooden barrel, the heart was revived, and a drop of new essence blood flowed, replacing the venom in the body.

Zong Qiong on the side stood quietly, waiting for orders at any time, watching the beautiful woman who was about to die in the barrel being forcibly rescued by Uncle Xiaoshi, and couldn't help but sigh deeply, "The Gate of Xuanqi" It seems that it is still necessary to cultivate one or two, although at least the cultivation of the god level is required.

"Prepare for a water change!"

After a stick of incense, in the huge wooden barrel, the color of the incomparably clear water turned extremely red, and a bad smell spread out from the barrel, and the pale cyan light enveloped the body of Langyu.

Then he looked at Zong Qiong beside him, the venom had been in the body of Lang Yu for too long, and if he wanted to clean up the venom thoroughly, he had to do it eight or nine times.

With a wave of his hand, Langyu's graceful body moved its position under the support of true qi, and once again the power of Xuanyu surged, forcibly reviving vitality with external force. As for the previous barrel, it was automatically moved away by Zong Qiong.

Half an hour later!

Looking at the jade who was already lying flat on the bed at this moment, his complexion had returned to a faint ruddy color, and his breathing was very gentle, Zhou Qingcai slowly exhaled lightly, and this time the power consumed was several times more than that time to save the parrot song.

Although with the blessing of the number of years, the recovery is very fast, but this feeling is quite bad, plus the next hundred good players and Yan Zhao swordsmen in Xinzheng gathered, there should be no loss.

"Take good care of her!"

Yu Zongqiong commanded, the whole person disappeared into the room, returned to the courtyard of the outside world, it was late at night, did not dare to rest, stepped out, sat on the rockery community, and the Xuangong in the body was running.

The rich cyan light protects the body, the mind is sensitive, and the strange power of the number of times moves, introducing the power from the depths of the void and merging into the meridians, increasing the efficiency of his own Xuan Gong by more than ten times.

The power that had been somewhat lost was also recovering at a speed that could be clearly perceived by spiritual sense, and the mysterious door emerged invisibly in the body, and the spirit resonated with it, and the hands pinched the seal, and a cloud of blue light suddenly appeared on the top of the head.

The appearance is like an unopened flower bone, accompanied by the true qi in Zhou Qing's body slowly and strongly, the spiritual sense quietly blends into the depths of the void, the heaven and earth Yuan Qi converges, and the power of Xuan Qi pulls the Yuan Yang Qi in the body vertically and horizontally, and vitality emerges vigorously.

At night, it was very cool, and the cyan thing that seemed to be a flower bone floating above the head turned slowly, and every time it turned, this strange flower changed.

The essence and spirit are mixed with the elemental qi, and the origin qi that originates from the dantian melts into it, and a cyan hazy petal slowly comes out, although it is very illusory and very weak, but with Zhou Qing's deep cultivation, it is floating three feet above his head.

The mystical door has a feeling, the thirty-six mystical skills move to the fullest, and among the incomparably smooth meridians, a strange power returns to the sea, connecting the cyan flowers on the top of the head, the mysteries of yin and yang are self-generated, and the mysteries of Taiji are looming.

Dao is born one, one life is two, two is three, three is all things, the breath of mixed yuan and immaculate pours into it, and the black and white Taiji diagram of mixed yuan is separated from the body and melts into it, and in an instant, Zhou Qing's whole body trembled.

The next moment, the cyan flower, which was originally round and uniform, was divided into three under the influx of the mixed yuan Taiji diagram, and the three flowers gathered at the top, interpreting the most mysterious truth in the world.

The three flowers rose and fell, and the mysteries between heaven and earth seemed to be surging towards Zhou Qing, and with the blessing of the number of years, it had already recovered at a speed of dozens of times that of a normal cultivator, and now, it had increased tenfold again.