"Xiao Han, come here. Ahem......" A surprised voice came from afar. Mu Qinghan turned his head and saw Mu Gusheng, the patriarch covered in bruises.

"Grandpa Gu Sheng!" Mu Qinghan rushed towards Mu Gusheng. However, when she reached the patriarch, she suddenly stopped. I saw that the patriarch's whole body was covered with dried blood, and his hands and feet were cracked. Obviously, he climbed here step by step. "Grandpa Gu Sheng, you ......" Mu Gu's sound made Mu Qinghan panic.

"Alas! Grandpa is useless. Didn't protect our people. They died and those who were caught were caught. I'm afraid the two of us will be the last to slip through the net. The old man said with a gloomy look in his eyes.

"We're going to save them. Grandpa Gu Sheng is the only annihilator in our tribe, and his left eye can manipulate the spirit flower, so he will definitely be able to rescue them. The young Mu Qinghan could only comfort the old patriarch who had lost his soul like this.

"No more. It's useless. I can't do it anymore. I'm going to heaven soon. I didn't expect that our Annihilation Clan's Hute Department would die at the hands of my Mu Gusheng. What face shall I go to my fathers and fathers? The old man's eyes were full of pathos and unwillingness.

"Heaven? Are you going to die? Grandpa Gu Sheng. You can't die. I'll save you. We went to the doctor. "The cowardly girl burst into tears, and the six gods had no master.

"Huh...... In this vast snowfield, where will there be ......" said this, Mu Gusheng suddenly stopped. He saw the curious little head on Mu Qinghan's chest. This little head has distinct facial features, like a miniature baby. He recognized it—the flower bone. His eyes suddenly brightened a lot. He had seen a lot of spirit flowers, but he had never seen such an anthropomorphic flower bone.

Then, Mu Gusheng pulled out the flower bones that were warming Mu Qinghan's chest. provoked Xiao Guduo to scream. I saw a yellow light attached to his hand, and a small crack suddenly opened on the head of the little bone, and a trace of fragrance immediately dispersed. "Hahahaha...... Budding to release. Good master-slave fit. The sky will not extinguish my flowers! ”

At this moment, Mu Gusheng, who was returning to the light, looked at Mu Qinghan excitedly. "Such a spiritual flower, if it is parasitic in Xiao Han's eyes, it will be much stronger than me. There is still hope for our Annihilation Clan. Xiao Han! You're right, flowers will always bloom. You will have the power to protect everyone. Now, let me help you! ”

As she spoke, Mu Gusheng's left eye lit up, and the soft light immediately flowed to the ignorant Mu Qinghan, covering her in the circumference, while the small bone was fixed above her left eye by Mu Gusheng.

"Grandpa Gu Sheng, ...... you" Mu Qinghan was a little scared, he didn't understand what the old patriarch was going to do to her, and she didn't understand why the old tenant was excited. All the scenery around her disappeared, and only a strong light remained in her eyes.

The old man's face was pale, and he was a little powerless. It's just that he didn't have the slightest slackness when he went, "Chrysanthemum at the end of September, help me." "He's calling for his own Spiritual Flower. Immediately, the chrysanthemum in his left eye seemed to understand his words, and released a stronger afterglow.

At this time, with Mu Qinghan as the center, the surrounding air flowed rapidly in a whirlpool. The closer she got to her body, the more violent the currents became—all the rocks around her were reduced to ashes in the vibration of the air. The snow was flying, and it looked like a storm from a distance. Mu Gusheng was also stunned. He had never experienced such a grand annihilation limit. What kind of spirit flower is Xiao Han's flower?

More and more holy power is needed to break the limit, and Mu Gusheng's body has been strictly overdrawn. However, he could not give up. They are about to die, and Xiao Han is the only hope for their Hoof. "Puff puff...... he spat out a few mouthfuls of blood, and he was on the verge of collapse......

Mu Qinghan heard the voice, and vaguely saw the bright red. "Grandpa Gu Sheng, don't, let me down-"

The old patriarch ignored Mu Qinghan's shout. There was a resolute look in his eyes that the fish was dead. "September Mo Zhiju, thank you for your companionship over the years, which has given me the strength to protect the clan. It was you who made my life not mediocre, and it was you who made me chase

Mu Gusheng chanted in a deep voice: "September Mo Chrysanthemum - Tomorrow's Flower." The petals in his eyes were trembling, and he responded enthusiastically to the master's determination. Suddenly, the light was shining and neon was everywhere. The dying old man became warmer than everyone else, and his dazzling left eye was like another sun on a snowy field......

Only then did the violent storm begin to shrink, transforming into a cyan enchantment that wrapped one man and one beast tightly like a silkworm cocoon. The storm subsided, and calm was restored. Only the figure in the cocoon is constantly changing, and the two shadows are gradually merging into one, and some kind of mutation is taking place......

The brilliance dissipated, the petals in the old man's eyes dissipated piece by piece, and his vitality and vitality were also passing away. However, his gaze was always full of satisfaction. "Xiao Han, in the future, you have to ...... well" Before he finished speaking, he fell to the ground with a bang, like a mountain collapsing. The relieved gaze was also attached to a hint of paleness, like a barren sky.

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"You mean, this red in your eyes is a flower?" Liu Qianye interrupted Mu Qinghan's words and asked in surprise.

"Shut up...... Don't interrupt. Finally, what's wrong, what's wrong with your patriarch? Dead? Chen Yange wiped the tears that overflowed from the corners of her eyes and asked in a choked voice, she had been deeply shocked by Mu Qinghan's story.

"Hmmm! Grandpa Gu Sheng is dead. In order for me to be able to break the limit of annihilation. If it weren't for me, he might have lived a little longer. Mu Qinghan said lonely, after many years, she was still blaming herself, regretting that she didn't stop the old patriarch at that moment.

"And then? How did you get controlled by the puppet military of the Tianshui Alliance? Ren Ziye wiped his unstoppable tears, his chest was already soaked, obviously, he had been crying for a while.

"In order to fulfill Grandpa Gu Sheng's last wish and rescue the clansmen, I hurried while inquiring, and finally, I finally learned the whereabouts of those hundreds of clansmen. They were imprisoned in an alien concentration camp in Yuxi County. I called. Mu Qinghan looked depressed.

"However, they were too strong for me to save my people. Instead, they were taken captive. They were going to kill me. It's just that the Fourth Stigmata left me behind, and he asked me to surrender to them. Promise me that if I serve them, they will treat my people well, and even let them go. That's why I infiltrated the Snow Guard Bandit Regiment and passed on information to the puppet army......" Mu Qinghan's voice became lower and lower, and in the end, she was almost silent, and her face was full of guilt.

"Ah......hh It's pathetic. I didn't expect you to be a little girl with such a big responsibility. It makes me sad to think about your experience over the years. Don't worry, we've got you covered. We are partners. If there is something you have to say, don't act alone. Saying that, Chen Yange patted Mu Qinghan's shoulder affectionately.

"Yes! Don't do everything alone, your people are our people. If I don't rescue them, I'll be upset. Ren Ziye patted his chest boldly.

"But, we were beaten like that by the Fourth Stigmata. The four of us together can't even beat those zombies......" said Rya Thousand Nights faintly.