Fairy, Please Take Care of Yourself

Seeing Meng Qingying's sudden bounce from his dying breath, Qin Yi suddenly felt a poem in his heart: sitting up in shock and dying, short and nothing ...

No, it's a poetry.

What really surprised me was that in the mysterious realm of the earth, the ghost crying jade obtained under the ghost crying vine that Tassel was moving away actually came in handy so quickly.

If you say you have luck, then luck is tassel.

Although it is getting less and less vocal, even this battle quietly helped to swallow the soul power, and in addition, he didn't say a word ... It is because Qin Yi has become more and more assertive, but there is always a way to treat him Cultivate the feeling of running away, don't want to interfere too much.

When did this feeling start, Qin Yi no longer remembers ...

At this point Meng Qingying had already held the Devil May Crying Jade and started casting. You can see the dark aura radiating darkly on the black jade, but the darkness is not a shadow, but circle by circle like ripples, the deepest dream in the deepest night.

That is the deepest bit of true spirit in the sea of ​​living souls.

There was a cry of ghosts from nowhere, in the endless night of solitude, through to the dim.

The black flame mark of Meng Qingying's forehead suddenly lit up, and at the same time, a black jade-like mark suddenly appeared on the forehead of the dragon-shaped virtual shadow in the sky. The two imprints radiate each other, and suddenly they are as bright as a morning star.

This is the communication of the ghost, reaching the sea of ​​soul. Unless it is a powerful spell, there is nothing to stop it, no matter what Zheng Yunyi's tortoise shell or mystery, it will not help.

If it was said that the dragon shape was just a virtual one, there was actually no soul and no intelligence, but it was a figurative concept of virtual birth. Then with the birth of this mark, its dark dragon pupil suddenly came to life and became a living Thing.

Zheng Yunyi's heart was beating. Everything changed only in an instant. He suddenly found that the dragon was out of control.

Long Tong looked down and found that his "blood" was being drawn.

The dragon eyes were furious, and the giant dragon body struggled frantically, roaring upward!

"Roar!"

This is the first time it has made a real sound, except for the conceptual "Dragon", which is almost the same as the real dragon.

Zheng Yunyi exhausted his mana and could no longer breathe a little bit of luck. Not only that, the air that had been exhausted for a long time only returned in a flash, and returned to the dragon body to form its starlight. flesh.

The starlight grew brighter.

Zheng Yunyi immediately decided to collect the spell and quickly retreated with a flying sword.

The moment he flew back, the starlight burst into a blast, blasting the pillar he had stood on into powder.

Zheng Yunyi was glad that he responded in time, although he didn't understand what had happened, and he didn't cherish regret and quickly walked away.

Can be considered a decisive generation.

However, everyone didn't know how far it had flown, but he still felt that something was wrong.

Just like the feeling when air transport is sucked back, there is still a constant loss in the body.

Is this ... not only returning the sucked air, but also sucking the air that you should have? Still sucking till now?

"Our day ..." Zheng Yunyi finally could not help but swear, turned his head and looked back.

Just as he turned his head, a flash of light from nowhere came, as if he was shocked, and hit him. Zheng Yunyi only avoided it subconsciously to the right, his left shoulder had been hit, and the whole person was hit and flew like a gyro for more than ten miles without stopping.

There was also a scolding sound in the crashing light: "Who's the doll, Fei Ling is looking back, obscure!"

The luck was sucked away, and even the flight crashed. This bad luck was immediate.

"Yeah ..." Zheng Yunyi covered his flesh-shouldered shoulders with injuries and gas, and finally spit out blood, and went back to the imperial palace. He wants to ask Master how to deal with this bad luck!

Before flying half a mile, the flying sword under his feet cracked. However, it was affected by the aftermath of that person's impact. The weapon used to hold the flight was not a real flying sword at all. It could not bear the aftermath and was damaged.

Zheng Yunyi is the pinnacle of Qin Xin, but he can't fly yet. As soon as Feijian cracked, he fell open and fell down. Finally, luck hadn't gotten home yet. There weren't any sharp rocks below, just a jungle.

"Yeah!" Zheng Yunyi fell sturdy with a shameless face, almost falling apart. Finally, there is a little mana protection, before the fall, a few spells were cast to delay it, otherwise it would fall to death.

I struggled for a while and couldn't bear the pain. This high-altitude fall is not a joke. All the internal organs and the internal organs are badly injured, and they are unable to consolidate at all. I am afraid that the injuries are not lighter than Qin Yimeng Qingying, and I have to lie for several days ...

He stunned and fed himself a capsule of Dan, who was about to rest with his eyes closed, and suddenly the sky was dark, and he swept the heads of several black bears to the left and right.

"Our day ..."

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Zheng Yunyi was caught in bad luck over there, and it was not Meng Qingying's operation, because Meng Qingying had already passed out.

Devil May Cry gave her a shortcut to communicate with the bridge of the soul, but it did not mean that she was cured of the wound. On the contrary, because the last bit of spirit was inspired to drive the treasure to communicate with the soul, Meng Qingying was completely overdrawn at this time to do even the immediate support Before reaching the point, he fainted.

The dragon of luck has landed, and its huge body is shrouded in the entire view of Qianlong, and no one is allowed to approach.

The army and other priests who had already entered the scene were blocked, and they were clearly surrounded. The ruins under the belly of the dragon became the safest place, a space sheltered from wind and rain.

Qin Yi lay on the ground for a while and thought that at this time he was too injured to fight. The dragon himself could not drive it. It was dangerous to leave, but it was more appropriate to recover here for a few days. And anyway, fighting with Meng Qingying at the moment, and still relying on her dragon at this moment, you ca n’t watch her faint in the ruins. No matter if you do n’t ask for help, she may die if this injury worsens. of.

Qin Yi reluctantly took a pill, relieved it, and struggled to sit up. Turning his head to look at the scene of a ruin, a moment of groaning, he picked up Meng Qingying, his shoulders arched into the rubble, and went under the ruins.

This was originally a huge building combination of Qianlongguan plus Xingtaitai and the Earth Palace. The upper part was destroyed by their battles. There were still many intact rooms under the Earth Palace, not all of them collapsed.

He also has a map given by Lingxu on hand. He knows that there is a pharmacy and a dan room in the palace. You can find some symptomatic elixir. He recovered under the support of the dragon of luck.

There is a map. Although the corridor was broken and blocked everywhere, the medicine room was quickly found. Fortunately, this medicine room is quite far away from the battle center, and it is still in good condition.

Qin Yi hugged Meng Qingying and entered the medicine room, sealed the door, and the room was completely dark.

He put Meng Qingying down against the wall, and he worked hard against the wall for a while, and Meng Qingying leaned against his shoulder, breathing weakly.

But the aroma is still around the nose.

A small, dark room that doesn't see the sky, a woman who has no resistance in a fainting faint, can touch her flaky face with one side of her head.

The environment is similar to that of Minghe, and even more so ... This kind of bullying room quietly makes a sense of cognition that no one knows. It always tests the determination of a normal man.

Not to mention eating tofu, no one knows it ... if he is worried, he can take the opportunity to turn Meng Qingying Cannon into a hot weapon-he has learned the joy and joy, and knows a little about that method.

Qia Qiameng Qingying was the culprit who was seriously injured in the Ming Dynasty, which always made Qin Yi feel a sense of retribution in a causal cycle.

Of course he wouldn't do that.

Secretly rested for a while, his first sentence was still looking for tassels: "Awesome, are you there?"

Tassel said: "Of course."

"But you haven't spoken, you always feel uncomfortable."

"Do you really want me to talk?"

"Why don't you talk?"

"Because of this kind of time, you definitely don't listen to what I say, and you won't do it, just don't say it."

"Do you know that I don't listen anymore? Tell me to listen."

"I suggest you kill this woman ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Because she has the dragon of luck, and is a terrible adversary once recovered, if she still remembers her old hatred, or suspects that you did what she did while syncope ... even to kill a person who knows her howl, she might kill you again. You can't guess the magical mind. You have run out of cards at this time, and you can't beat her, one of them. "

"... the second?"

"Second, she is from Vientiane Sen Luozong. She has a lot of babies ... some of which are useful to you and some to me."

"That's what you really mean."

"Whichever is my true intention, would you do it?"

What a magic wand ... thinking has always been so evil.

Qin Yi did not answer. She slightly tilted her head and looked at Meng Qingying while she was asleep. At this time, she really had no resistance.

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PS: Was reported maliciously, self-examination. I still advise some people to report others will not make your grades better, please take care of yourself.