The Qilin Bai Patriarch glared at him and kicked him away. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info he is angry, and he can't listen to anyone anymore. This bunch of waste, will not do anything.

The man crept up again, his face shaking, worse than a dead man. He pointed to a ruin, and his words were not in order.

"Tube...... Butler, dead ...... Dead ......"

In the direction of his finger you could see a sleeve and a bloody hand, the same clothes that the white butler wore at the dinner.

"What did you say?"

The Qilin Patriarch's face suddenly became extremely dark, and his face was as hideous as a demon, and under the illumination of countless torches, it looked even more terrifying like a ghost and a demon.

He grabbed the man who spoke, pushed him aside, and went up the hill to check it out himself. Sure enough, he saw a hand sticking out of the crack, and immediately asked someone to move away the stone, revealing the appearance of the man. It is the white butler who has long been smashed beyond recognition.

The Qilin Patriarch looked at this scene, and the anger in his heart gushed out, breaking through the sky with the momentum of a prairie fire.

And the hero of the incident is no longer in the White Mansion.

Ling Yan came back from the patriarch's grandfather, but he didn't see Huang Bing and Ying Xichen and his party. They had left before him, and should have returned, but now the house was empty.

Just as he was thinking, Shen Xichen fell from the sky with Phoenix Ice in his arms, and then Shen Jue carried Bai Bai.

Ling Yan was startled, and only after seeing who it was, did he breathe a sigh of relief. hurriedly stepped forward to inquire about the situation, but was ignored by Shen Xichen, kicked open the door of Huang Bing's room, and gently put the person in his arms on the bed.

Under the warm yellow light, her face did not turn rosy at all. The manzhu sawa in the corner of his eyes opened more and more brilliantly, as if he was about to break free.

Hell sat on the edge of the bed, holding her hand tightly, her eyes staring at the person on the bed without blinking, her eyes full of worry.

With the followers of the Immortal Absolute Bai Bai and Ling Yan standing outside, they didn't dare to step forward to disturb.

"Brother Ming, what is going on here?" Ling Yan asked anxiously, looking at Huang Bing like that, he had a bad instinct.

In his eyes, Huang Bing should be like a goddess-like existence, but now she is weak like that.

Because of the powerful man beside her, he didn't dare to step forward, so he could only come and ask the underworld.

His eyes swept over the people in the room, and he was also worried. No one can fail to be shocked by what is happening.

He never knew that there was such a power in this world, it was terrible, it was terrible.

With such a force against the sky, how could there be no harm. Presumably, Miss Huang's current situation is far worse than they imagined.

Seeing that the underworld was silent, Ling Yan's heart sank even more.

"The master he ...... Ahem......" Bai Bai anxiously grabbed his clothes and wanted to speak, but choked on a cough.

"This is ......" Ling Yan found him at this time, looking up and down at this person who had not appeared before.

His hair was as white as his, no, his hair was a little silvery. The temples are aqua blue and fiery red hair, which is extremely dazzling, but the embarrassed appearance looks terrible. Those glass-like black eyes revealed all sincerity.

This person is also a Qilin clan! Ling Yan can be sure at a glance. Only the Kirin clan has such characteristics.

His two-color sideburns represent the dual attributes of water and fire, is this possible? In the Qilin clan, it has never been a thing.

He came back with them, who is he? Is he the person the Phoenix girl is looking for? Does the Phoenix girl have anything to do with him when she becomes like this?

Seeing that he kept coughing, he couldn't help but pat him on the shoulder.

"Your injuries are serious and you need to recuperate. Miss Huang also hopes that you will recover soon. Don't be anxious, Miss Huang will be fine. He turned to Ling Yan and said, "Brother Yan, please arrange a room for him." I'll tell you later. ”

Ling Yan nodded, and went down with Bai Bai and Xiao Qingluan in Bai Bai's arms.

Looking at the depressed appearance of the master in the house, he was also very nervous. After all, the situation at that time, even if the people who didn't see it, he saw it with his own eyes, and he also knew what kind of tragic surrender he knew. According to the situation at that time, Miss Huang is now ......

After thinking about it, he pushed the door open and entered. Shen Xichen was like a wax figure, holding Huang Bing's hand next to his face, and the sound of Shen Jue coming in didn't distract him.

All his attention was on Huang Bing, paying attention to her changes all the time. Every nerve was tense, and I was terrified.

"Master, please let me see. Stygian bent down and said, his gaze falling on Huang Bing's face.

Shen Xichen didn't speak, didn't even give him a look, but didn't stop him either.

Seeing this, he squatted down to the side, lifted his fingers and looked at Huang Bing's eyelids, and then put his fingers on Huang Bing's wrist through his clothes.

As time passed, his face became more and more ugly.

After a long time, he let go.

Shen Xichen's gaze finally fell on him, and there seemed to be a hint of hope in his eyes.

"How's it going?" and if you listened closely, you could hear the tremor in his voice.

He was distressed, and he didn't know how to face his master's gaze. Miss Huang's situation is very bad, really bad. There was nothing intact in the place that had been destroyed by that breath of destruction, and he called himself a holy hand, and there was no way to recover it.

He didn't want to disappoint his master, but he didn't want to deceive him. He thought for a moment before he spoke: "It's not good. ”

As if expected, Shen Xichen was stunned for a moment, and his gaze fell back on Huang Bing's face. His hands tightened, and the aura around him became more gloomy.

He was very sharp-eyed and found that his body was trembling, he was afraid, he was really afraid.

I lost it once, so I was careful not to let that happen again. Unexpectedly, the most feared thing still happened, and the master's mood was more uncomfortable than anyone else.

"Master......"

At this moment, a faint white light suddenly emanated from Huang Bing's body. The blood-red clothes slowly faded and became pure white like Hua Lian.

The red blood-dripping manzhu sawa in the corner of her eye also seemed to be soaked in water and scattered its color, and the blood color faded little by little.

Instead, the bones of a new white flower reappeared in the corner of the eye, and it was a mandala flower. The mandala blooms as if it has absorbed sufficient nutrients and blooms little by little.

It's still the same appearance as Manzhu Sahua, but because of the change of color, it gives people a completely different feeling, which is very different.

Compared to Manju Sahua's demonic Ye with destruction and despair, Mandala Hua is like a fairy who has strayed into the world, otherworldly and carefree. It is not mixed with a trace of bitterness and resentment, nor is it mixed with a little love and hatred in the world.