Chapter 297: Beauty is the skin
Qin Yang's oath echoed, his behavior can be compared to a giant elephant and an ant, an ant pointed at the giant elephant and said, one day I will devour you, what a ridiculous oath.
However, no one could laugh, looking at Qin Yang, who was stained red with blood, everyone felt that a battle intent that broke through the sky emanated from him!
"Die!"
Three hundred miles away, the Arrow King Li Yi was furious, his flying feather arrow was destroyed by a Heavenly Rank Martial Artist, which was the biggest insult to him.
"It's not good, quickly throw the Flying Feather Arrow away, Li Yi is going to detonate the soldier's soul!" Yin Bingqing suddenly noticed that the Flying Feather Arrow was abnormal, and immediately reacted and reminded Qin Yang.
But it's a pity that even if Yin Bingqing found out in time, Qin Yang couldn't throw the flying feather arrow that was broken in two in time. The soldier soul that was not incinerated detonated the Flying Feather Arrow, and a king soldier self-destructed, comparable to the strongest blow from a Nine Tribulation Martial Artist!
When the Flying Feather Arrow self-detonated, Qin Yang turned around and turned his back to the Purple Spirit and the Colored Scales, he would rather bear the power of the Flying Feather Arrow's self-explosion alone than let them be affected a little.
With a loud bang, the flying feather arrow exploded, and Qin Yang's body was shaken by the aftermath of the explosion and crashed into the collapsed house.
"Such a hard body, the flying feather arrow blew itself up, he can still keep the whole corpse?"
Everyone in the Li family couldn't help but be horrified when they saw that Qin Yang was just blown away, and he didn't miss an arm or leg.
The thousands of disciples of the Martial Mansion were speechless, the scene of flesh and blood flying in their imagination did not appear, and many people couldn't help but wonder, could it be that Qin Yang's body was comparable to a royal soldier?
They didn't know that Qin Yang had already condensed the glazed body, and there was still a short distance from the vajra body. Behind the condensation of King Kong, the physical body is comparable to that of Wang Bing, and it is extremely strong.
"Is he dead?"
Everyone in the Chu family asked, Qin Yang's life is very hard, the flying feather arrow can't kill him, the flying feather arrow exploded by itself, can it kill Qin Yang?
"Death is certain, I dare to vouch for my head!"
An elder of the Li family swore that if Qin Yang didn't die like this, it would be unreasonable.
Zi Ling and Cai Liang cried into tears, Cai Liang was even more about to cry and faint, Qin Yang was dead, and she didn't want to live anymore.
Yin Bingqing approached Qin Yang and found that he was still holding the flying feather arrow in his hand, and he couldn't feel the life fluctuations on him, but Yin Bingqing felt that Qin Yang was not dead.
"I'm going to give it a try anyway. Yin Bingqing picked up Qin Yang and took him out of here.
"Don't worry, Qin Yang is not dead, don't worry. "The underworld transmits the voice to the purple spirit and the colored scales.
Yin Bingqing hugged Qin Yang and left, I don't know where he went, everyone couldn't calm down for a long time, the shock that Qin Yang brought to them was really unforgettable.
"After today, Qin Yang's name will resound throughout the imperial capital, just because he doesn't die after being shot by a flying feather arrow, it is enough to be able to compete with the top ten geniuses on the military merit list. ”
"What shocked me the most was the picture of Qin Yang holding a flying feather arrow and swearing to the sky, as a heavenly martial artist, threatening to one day take revenge on the arrow king Li Yi and replace his king title, I was enthusiastic, I felt that the first half of my life was in vain, and my husband should be like this!"
Qin Yang's name has spread throughout the imperial capital today.
Tianchen Palace, Jialan Lake, here was originally a harem, there are thousands of luxurious palaces, and there are groups of wonderful palace maids. But in the generation of Emperor Tianwu, the harem was transformed into Jialan Lake as Princess Jingzhu's dormitory.
"After the eldest princess took Qin Yang away, she didn't know where she went, and no one knew where she went......" A maid told Jingzhu everything that happened in the Wufu.
Jingzhu was wearing a red palace dress with a slender waist, tied with a purple belt, and the green silk danced in the wind, emitting a fragrance. The eyes are like water, but with a touch of coldness, as if they can see through everything.
"My aunt took Qin Yang with her, she should have gone to visit the Medicine King Valley. ”
After Jingzhu returned to the imperial capital, she has been in the deep palace and has never shown up. Although she is in the palace, she can know everything that is happening outside.
Everyone else didn't know where Yin Bingqing took Qin Yang, she didn't even think about it, she knew that Yin Bingqing had taken Qin Yang to the Medicine King Valley.
The Valley of the Medicine King, in a secluded valley outside the imperial capital, is rarely known. Only a few people know that there is a legend living here.
This character, who is frighteningly famous, is one of the titled kings, but he is the most low-key titled king, ranked tenth, and has not appeared for decades, and some people even forget that there is such a titled king.
However, almost no one who knew the Medicine King dared to despise him, and it was too late to stammer. The combat power of the Medicine King is the lowest among the titled kings, and the supernatural powers are not vast, and the reason why everyone attaches importance to him is because he can rejuvenate the dead and heal the flesh and bones of the dead.
In the valley, a dark hall is very conspicuous, and the hall is surrounded by white bones, piled up into a mountain, and the eerie and terrifying aura fills the valley.
Yin Bingqing carried Qin Yang into the valley, and found that there was a dense forest on the way to the Medicine King Palace, with towering ancient trees covering the light, and after entering the dense forest, he couldn't see his five fingers.
"Hanging Forest...... It's exactly the same as the rumors. ”
Yin Bingqing opened his eyes and saw corpses hanging from trees, their whining howls like ghost howls, making their scalps tingle.
The more timid ones were frightened when they saw countless corpses hanging from the woods.
But who is Yin Bingqing, how could he be frightened by these corpses, holding Qin Yang, all the way through.
Yin Bingqing knew that the most terrifying thing was not the hanging forest, nor the mountains of white bones, but the medicine king with a strange personality.
There is a saying in the imperial capital that I would rather meet the king of Hades than visit the king of medicine.
Walking through the Hanging Forest, Yin Bingqing came to the pitch-black hall, looking at the mountains of white bones, Yin Bingqing frowned.
"The senior of the medicine king, the junior Yin Bingqing, has a seriously injured and dying friend, I hope the senior will take action and save my friend. Yin Bingqing shouted at the dark hall.
An eerie gust of wind blew softly, blowing open the hidden door. A hoarse voice came from inside, like the opening of a demon from hell, and it was very unpleasant.
"Come in ......"
Yin Bingqing's indifferent heart trembled when he heard this voice, but when he saw Qin Yang's painful expression, he gritted his teeth, and finally took a step and walked into the dark hall.
The main hall was empty, and there was nothing but a throne, on which sat a black-robed man wearing a grimace mask.
"Since you dare to come to me, you must have heard of some of my special hobbies, every time I heal someone, I never charge a fee, only take a part from the person who seeks the doctor. ”
The black-robed man spoke, and his voice came ethereal, like a ghost roaring in the Nine Shadows.
When Yin Bingqing heard this, he sighed in his heart, this matter was really unavoidable. She had heard of the special hobby of the Medicine King, either gouging out people's eyes or cutting out their fingers or tongues.
"Your friend's injury, only I can heal it in the world, if you want to treat your friend, I have one condition. The Medicine King didn't wait for Yin Bingqing to answer, and continued to speak.
"Senior, please speak. Yin Bingqing was mentally prepared, but when she heard the Medicine King's request, her face turned pale all of a sudden.
"I'm afraid that there are two kinds of people I hate the most, one is a man who is more handsome than me, and the other is a woman who is more beautiful than me, the former will inevitably have his eyes gouged out or his tongue cut, and the latter ...... I like to peel off their skins and use them to paint......"
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