It was supposed to be an earth-shattering war that could change the pattern of the world, and it ended a little tastelessly. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Not too many people have died, but a lot of people have died, and there is still resentment and hatred, but the words have been sent, and they can be peaceful for the past 20 years, and everyone still supports it.

The people of the immortal clan and the people of the demon clan began to clean up the battlefield separately, and took back the dead and wounded, almost flattening.

The atmosphere was very heavy and depressing, and the faces that were originally vivid and vivid were now white and cold.

People have to endure not only the wounds on their bodies, but also the wounds in their hearts.

Nanzhu bandaged the wound on his arm for Su Wanhuan, and said distressedly, "You bear with it." ”

Su Wan smiled and said comfortingly, "It's okay, it doesn't hurt." ”

But then Nanzhu sighed and said a little sadly, "That Qinglian princess died like this, it's really pitiful." ”

Su Duhuan also shook his head helplessly, "She has been captured by the demon clan for so many days, and the chance of being alive is not great, but I didn't expect her to really die." ”

Nanzhu shook his head, "Yes, that princess is also a good person, but it's a pity that she has been so bad, I hope she can live a safe life in the next life." ”

At this point, I can only comfort myself like this.

But the most difficult thing is that it is going to belong to the master, he promised the cherry blossom festival to bring Mao Qing back, but this blood slaughter is dead and alive There is no Qinglian Princess here, this is not easy to do.

I don't know one by one in the blood slaughter, who knows where Princess Qinglian died, I don't have it here, and the one that came back was neat.

But things have come to this point, and they can't start a war of immortals and demons again for one person, this Mao Qing is afraid that she can only be here at this time, but fortunately, she knows that her life is worry-free.

The blood massacre is also a last resort, at this moment, his son and daughter are all dying, where do they still have the heart to fight to the death with others.

Besides, the blood cold is better, heal the injury, and lie in bed for a few months and you'll be fine, the key is Mao Qing, this formation has been disrupted like this, and now Mao Qing is still unconscious, and I don't know if the result is good or bad.

The people of the demon clan have all retreated, and the people of the immortal clan have also retreated one after another.

Blood Slaughter carried Mao Qing and Blood Leng back to their respective rooms, Blood Leng's injuries were critical, he decided to treat him first, this is really not known, it is really miserable at first glance.

Almost all the bones in the whole body were broken, and those that could not be broken were almost broken, and the blood slaughter carefully healed the blood cold, and it took two full days before it ended.

Blood Slaughter gasped, Blood Leng was still sleeping deeply, but his life was already worry-free.

Only then did the blood slaughter be relieved to throw down the blood cold, and then called another person to take care of it at all times, and then went to Mao Qing.

Mao Qing's legs were also smashed by the blood cold, and Blood Tu first connected the bones for her, but Rao was like this, and Mao Qing didn't react at all.

Blood Tu looked at the faint star mark that appeared in the middle of Mao Qing's forehead, his eyes were red, and he raised his hand and touched it gently, "Xue'er... Cher for the Father ... ”

The mark of this star is the blood snow that has been there since birth, and it appears on the forehead of the blue at this time, but the color is too light, and you need to look carefully to see it.

"Did you succeed as a father?" Blood Slaughter muttered helplessly, he didn't know whether the mark of the stars represented success or failure.

It seems that we can only wait for Mao Qing to wake up and find out.

The news of the immortal and demon truce spread quickly, and everyone was relieved, but when the disciples of Xianling Mountain sent the news of Mao Qing back to the Shenglian Dynasty, no one could laugh.

"What did you say!" The emperor roared in disbelief.

The disciple of Xianling Mountain had no choice but to say again, "Princess Qinglian, she is dead. ”

The emperor lost strength in his leg and sat back, still unwilling to believe it, but unable to say anything.

The disciple of Xianling Mountain only felt that he was standing here shamelessly, "The emperor mourns and says goodbye." ”

After the disciple of Xianling Mountain finished speaking, he turned around and wanted to escape from this place, the emperor quickly got up, and the teacups on the case in front of him turned over, "Immortals, wait, that Qing'er's corpse... Can you find it? ”

The Immortal Spirit Mountain disciple's body stiffened, and he said with difficulty, "There is no trace to be found." ”

The emperor walked out angrily, grabbed the shoulder of the Immortal Spirit Mountain disciple, and asked angrily, "What did you say?" ”

"Princess, she ... She... No trace can be found. The disciple of Xianling Mountain said with a weak heart, not daring to look at the emperor's red eyes as if he was going to eat people.

"You so many immortals, you can't even find a corpse, you are all fucking waste!!" The emperor is angry and has lost his mind, where does he care about immortals or not immortals.

The disciples of Xianling Mountain were ashamed and couldn't say a word, and at this moment, there was a sound of "clang" outside, and then someone shouted, "Concubine Jing, Concubine Jing, come quickly, go and pass the imperial doctor." ”

The shouting outside made the emperor come back to his senses, let go of the disciples of Xianling Mountain, and hurriedly walked out, only to see Concubine Jing Niangniang closing her eyes tightly, and she was being lifted by the people around her.

The emperor stepped forward and said, "Carry Concubine Jing in." “

At this time, the palace people hurriedly carried Concubine Jing in.

"Why did she come?" The emperor followed, walked in, and asked.

Concubine Jing's little palace maid replied cautiously, "Niangniang heard that an immortal was coming, and she was worried about the news of the princess, so she came, and after that... After that, I heard the emperor's words, and then she was... The more the little palace maid spoke, the quieter her voice became.

The emperor frowned, how could this be so coincidental, looking at Concubine Jing who had fainted, his heart was upset, "Why hasn't the imperial doctor come yet!" ”

No one dared to answer, and when the disciple of Xianling Mountain saw this, he opened his mouth and said, "Your Majesty, if you can trust me, I can treat Niangniang first." ”

The emperor looked at him, and his attitude improved a little, "It's bothering the immortals." ”

"It's okay, it's okay." The disciple of Xianling Mountain said, and began to convey mana to Concubine Jing Niangniang to clear her bloodline.

After a while, the imperial doctor hurriedly ran over, and the disciple of Xianling Mountain also withdrew his hand and said, "Niangniang is fine, but she was stimulated, so she fainted, but Niangniang's physique is weak and her expression is not good, you should pay more attention to rest on weekdays, try to keep your mood as peaceful as possible, and try not to stimulate her." ”

The disciple of Xianling Mountain instructed, but she also knew how difficult it was, but she had just learned that her daughter had died tragically, and she couldn't even find the body, how could she be calm.

The emperor nodded, "Thank you, immortals." ”

"Then I'll take my leave."

"Immortals, walk slowly."

After the disciples of Xianling Mountain left, the imperial doctor stepped forward to diagnose Concubine Jing's pulse, which was the same as what the disciples of Xianling Mountain said.

"Your Majesty, what the immortal said is right." The Imperial Physician said.

"Prescribe more medicine to calm the mind and calm the mind." The emperor said, then sighed and waved his hand, "You all go down." ”

Everyone cautiously retreated, for fear that they were touching the emperor's mold, and the news of the princess's death spread again, this time it was really dead, the kind of death that could never be lived again. (To be continued.) )