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Win... Win?

Those who had been knocked to the ground by the shockwave stared at the blood stains left under the contemptuous attack, as if they could not believe that their Lord had repelled the inadvertent.

When the people were sure that the fake Holy Lord had really disappeared, the entire temple suddenly resounded with earth-shattering cheers.

The cheers seemed to push the pouring rain back into the clouds.

At this moment, a coughing sound came from the crowd.

Ahem, ahem.

The sound was not as loud as the rain or as majestic as the heavy rain, but it was the little cough that brought calm back to the entire temple.

All the cheers stopped in an instant.

Zhao Chunliang clutched his chest, unwilling to cough, but he couldn't control his body at all.

He kept his head down, coughed incessantly, and finally had to cover his mouth with his hand.

But when he saw his hand, he froze.

Is this still my own hand?

This hand is like a withered branch.

Zhao Chunliang had seen such hands from those old people who were dying, and he had imagined that he would one day be like those old men when he was old, but he never thought that this day would come so early and so quickly.

The blond hair has turned back to white at some point.

No, Zhao Chunliang's hair is no longer white, it is the kind of lifeless gray.

Those hairs were very long, and Zhao Chunliang lowered his head, and he could clearly see those hairs bulging in front of his eyes.

Gray, dry hair.

Zhao Chunliang raised his hand and touched his face.

His face, like his hands, was full of dry wrinkles.

Zhao Chunliang smiled reluctantly, raised his head, and looked at everyone in front of him.

Everyone looked at him dumbfounded.

At this moment, Zhao Chunliang didn't know what to say.

Suddenly, I heard a pop.

One man knelt down, and then one after the other, knelt down.

Everyone faced Zhao Chunliang and threw themselves to the ground.

No one spoke, and no one shouted anything.

The blood stains on the ground were still there, and everyone worshipped Zhao Chunliang devoutly.

Because at this moment, Zhao Chunliang has become their faith.

Zhao Chunliang summoned the Imperial Sword back to his front before he lost all his strength, and then, holding the hilt of the Imperial Sword, he stuck the Imperial Sword on the ground and supported his body.

He was about to lose consciousness, but until the last moment, he was standing.

The rain slowly stopped.

The heavy rain washed away the blood from the outside of the temple, but it could not wash away all traces of the great battle.

Where Zhao Kuangyi used to stand, there was a large pit with a diameter of at least ten meters or more, and it was estimated that it would take a long time to fill the big pit.

I heard that the Holy Lord was exhausted and sent to the apse for treatment.

I heard that the Great Elder was pushed down the Valley of Ten Thousand Worms.

Rumors about this battle quickly spread throughout the 100,000 mountains.

Countless mountain Miao people, or Miao people, came outside the temple.

They worshiped devoutly, worshipping the great Gu God, hoping to restore their holy lord to health.

And somewhere in the mountains that I don't know how far away from the forbidden land of the mountain seedlings.

Zhao Kuangyi sat on a huge stone with a hideous face.

His hands were wrapped in heavy gauze, but blood would still ooze from the pass, for the wound was so large.

Both of his palms were pierced by the last powerful sword of thunder and lightning, and even his bones were shattered.

If it weren't for his strength, he might have been hated outside the temple at this time.

Tang Yin sat beside Zhao Kuangyi with a depressed face, he was affected by the shock wave, although he was not seriously injured, but he was still injured a lot.

"Lord Gu God, what are we going to do next?" Tang Yin asked.

"Enter Beijing!" Zhao Kuangyi had a gloomy face and said, "The Shanmiao people are really stubborn, it is impossible to subdue them, and the Valley of Ten Thousand Worms will inevitably be heavily armed by Shanmiao, right now my nephew has awakened the thunder and lightning attributes, and the lethality is amazing, we have no point in being here anymore, back then, our Zhao royal family left the Baolong clan, the four veins of the Baolong clan each have unique skills, and they are loyal, if we can find the Baolong clan in the capital, then our strength can only be stronger than before." ”

"The four veins of the Baolong clan?" Tang Yin said in surprise, "Isn't that the master of Ouchi?" ”

"That's right." Zhao Kuangyi said, "If they fall with the fall of the Zhao royal family, then we can only think of other ways, if they are still alive, it will definitely be a powerful help for us." You don't have to follow me for the time being, go and gather all the Gu Poison Sect masters, and when I find the Baolong clan, I will naturally look for you. ”

"Yes!" Tang Yin nodded.

The wind, I don't know when, blew across Zhao Chunliang's face.

Zhao Chunliang's eyebrows trembled slightly, and then he opened his eyes.

There was something familiar in front of me.

This was supposed to be in the apse of the temple.

Zhao Chunliang felt that his eyelids were a little heavy, but he still tried to keep his eyes open.

"Holy Lord."

There was a gentle voice from the side, and then a hand gently stretched out under Zhao Chunliang's neck, held Zhao Chunliang's head, and then helped Zhao Chunliang up from the bed.

Zhao Chunliang leaned against the head of the bed, and there was no other expression on his face.

"Get me a mirror." Zhao Chunliang suddenly spoke.

Pu Jia picked up a round mirror from the cabinet on the side and handed it to Zhao Chunliang.

Zhao Chunliang brought the mirror to his face.

In the mirror, there was a man with white hair, but to Zhao Chunliang's surprise, this was not an old man.

He's still him, but his hair has turned gray and his face has become a little darker than before.

And that's all.

Wrinkles, age spots, wilts... Nothing.

Only the old white hair was still there, and they were draped over their shoulders, looking very gloomy.

"How long have I been unconscious?" Zhao Chunliang asked.

"Three days and three nights." Pu Jia said.

"Three days and three nights... Did Zhao Kuangyi reappear? Zhao Chunliang asked again.

"No, they disappeared along with his men, and I already have people on guard within a radius of ten kilometers, and if I find them, I will definitely raise the alarm immediately." Pu Jia said.

"No need." Zhao Chunliang shook his head and said, "If he still wants to come, he won't wait for three days, even if I hurt him now, you can't be his opponent, vigilance can only increase the workload on our side for no reason, there is no point." ”

"Well, I see!" Pu Jia nodded, and then looked like she wanted to say something.

"If you have anything to say, just say it." Zhao Chunliang said.

"It's about Qianqian," Pu Jia said.

"Qianqian? What's wrong with her? I forgot if you didn't mention him, I have a question for her, you let her come. Zhao Chunliang said.

"Qianqian, she's gone." Pu Jia said.

"Gone?" Zhao Chunliang's eyebrows furrowed and said, "Where to go?" ”

"I don't know, there was a man who came to her that day, and Qianqian left with her, and the man said that she was Qianqian's master." Pu Jia said.

"Qianqian's master?" Zhao Chunliang pondered for a moment and said, "Qianqian said before that she got a pill from the temple that can make me stronger, but in our temple, can you have this kind of pill?" ”

"Pills to make people stronger? There was nothing in the temple. Pu Jia shook her head.

"Did you ask her what her master's name was?" Zhao Chunliang asked.

"I wanted to ask, but before Qianqian could say anything, his master left with her, and I wanted to say goodbye to her, but in the blink of an eye they lost their trace." Pu Jia said.

Zhao Chunliang was silent, he didn't know who Ye Qianqian's master was, but Zhao Chunliang's intuition told him that the pill he ate was related to Ye Qianqian's master.

What exactly is that pill? Why did you get into that state after eating that, and what was the thunder and lightning?

Zhao Chunliang didn't think about why he could use thunder and lightning at that time, but now that he thinks about it, the situation that day was really too mysterious, his emperor sword was full of thunder light, and he was able to use those thunder lights at will.

"Qianqian told me before she left that his master would not hurt her. I can also feel that her master is very kind to her. Pu Jia said.

"Hmm." Zhao Chunliang nodded and walked off the bed.

Pu Jia hurriedly picked up Zhao Chunliang's clothes on the side and helped Zhao Chunliang put them on.

"How about the compensation for the dead mountain Miao people?" After Zhao Chunliang got dressed, he asked as he walked out.

"It's been arranged." Pu Jia nodded and followed behind Zhao Chunliang respectfully and obediently.

Although Zhao Chunliang is full of white hair and looks a little old, in Pu Jia's opinion, Zhao Chunliang at this time has a strange aura than before.

In the past, Zhao Chunliang was gentle and elegant, even as a holy lord, he gave people a feeling like a spring breeze, but now, Pu Jia felt a real breath of a king in Zhao Chunliang.

Zhao Chunliang is like a monarch, his words and deeds seem to carry the majesty of a king.

Zhao Chunliang walked out of the apse, passed through the main hall, and came to the outside of the hall.

The bright sun shone on Zhao Chunliang's face.

Outside the main hall, countless Miao people knelt on the ground and prayed for Zhao Chunliang.

When people saw Zhao Chunliang appear, everyone kowtowed reverently and bowed.

For the Shanmiao people, this time the Holy Lord showed great power and used the magical power that can only be seen in legends, which further proves that their Holy Lord is indeed a Gu God in the world.

Under the leadership of the Holy Lord, the mountain seedlings will inevitably become more powerful.

Zhao Chunliang looked at these people silently, and after a long time, he turned around and returned to the main hall.

Maybe in the past, Zhao Chunliang would still feel a little uncomfortable being bowed down by so many people, but now Zhao Chunliang has become much calmer.

Perhaps, he was born to be a king.