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"Ahem......" Song Qing coughed twice, the alley was silent, and Qianshan and another man who appeared here before had disappeared without a trace, as if everything before was just her hallucination.

But the pain of her breathing reminded her of everything that had happened before, and the spiritual power in her body that had destroyed her bodily functions was now completely gone, replaced by a surging and familiar spiritual power, which operated without discipline in her veins.

A large amount of spiritual power between heaven and earth was attracted by this energy, and they rushed into her body, rampage, nourishing the muscles and veins at the same time, bringing a new round of destruction, making Song Qing feel a little pain.

But this energy is different from Qianshan, it should belong to the seal in her body.

Although she hadn't figured out what was going on, how the seal could loosen and leak a wisp of blood into her body, and the consciousness that sounded in her mind when her consciousness was scattered before, it was also a mystery, but this was obviously not the time for Song Qingxiao to delve into it.

The two of them had already left, but it was hard to guarantee that no one else would sense the fluctuation of spiritual power here before.

What's more, these two people mentioned the people of the Shi family before, although no one has come for the time being because of the death of 'Su Wu', but if she delays it any longer, when the time comes, her situation may attract the attention of some people.

At this time, the spiritual power in her body was disordered, she needed guidance, and she was seriously injured and needed to hide for some time.

More and more spiritual power poured into his body, and because he was not guided, he was jumping around in his body, Song Qingxiao forcibly swallowed a mouthful of blood that surged into his throat, and let go of the hand holding the dagger.

The hand was holding the dagger too hard, and as soon as she stretched out her hand, the wound that had just stopped bleeding broke open again, splashing a few traces of blood, and she patted away the sand and gravel on her body, and slowly got up on the ground.

As she was about to leave, she glanced back at Captain An's position not far away.

Captain An's tall figure was buried under the collapsed rubble, motionless, and I don't know if there was still breath.

She should have turned around and left, just one life, and during the trial, she had seen the people who participated in the trial die, and she had also killed people with her own hands.

But she remembered Captain An's behavior of subconsciously standing up before, although it didn't work, it still made her feel that human nature was not all selfish.

Song Qing staggered around, bent down and grabbed a Captain An's arm, and pulled him out of the rubble pile with a forceful pull.

The stones on his body 'boomed' down, and the mud and sand and gravel poured down, and she reached out and touched his neck, where there was still a faint movement, and he still had a trace of breath.

But from his breath, he could feel that he was seriously injured, and the flesh and blood of ordinary people was really difficult to withstand the power of a cultivator's blow, but he was lucky, the palm that Qianshan slapped at him did not slap solidly, so he was able to breathe.

"Whether you can survive or not depends on your luck."

Song Qing coughed slightly, found his mobile phone from Captain An's pocket, grabbed his fingerprint to unlock it, and borrowed his mobile phone to dial the number of the guard department to go back.

There was a voice over there, recognizing Captain An's number, and 'heying' several times in a row, but he didn't get a reply from Captain An, and his tone gradually became a little serious.

Song Qingxiao threw his mobile phone to Captain An's side before getting up and leaving the alley.

If the people from the Security Agency had come in time, Captain An might have been able to breathe a sigh of relief.

The injuries on his body were caused by cultivators, which should have aroused the alarm of the Shi family, and in order to get some useful information from him, they should find a way to save him.

She can only do it here, if the people from the guard department can't come in time, then Captain An is destined to do this.

Song Qing stumbled past the patrol of the community, and when he returned home, the spiritual power in his body had been rioted and was faintly uncontrollable.

She shivered and pushed open the iron door, and as soon as she entered, a strong wind came from behind her in the night.

Tonight's attack made Song Qingxiao look like a frightened bird, she immediately grabbed the dagger and turned around, and when she saw a silver lightning in the corner of her eye, she made a move and shouted:

"It's me!"

The wolf had not known where to hide, but when he heard the movement, he rushed out.

The rushing silver lightning should have smelled her breath, and at the moment she spoke, she twisted her huge body and landed lightly, and when she turned her head, the silver wolf's eyes shone with a blue luster, and she grinned.

The silver wolf had a keen sense of smell, and could feel the obvious dragon aura on her body, tonight's Song Qingxiao's aura was weak, but it was more dangerous than before.

It licked the side of its mouth, the fierce light in its eyes slowly faded, and the moment it heard Song Qing's small voice, it withdrew its minions in time, making Song Qing cautious, and the dagger he held was also relaxed.

The silver wolf moved the tip of its nose, let out a menacing growl in its throat, and its paws slashed the ground with some uneasiness.

Song Qingxiao's blood surged upward, dripping down her chin, she didn't care about confronting the silver wolf, grabbed the dagger and went back to the house, the silver wolf's eyes flashed, paced over and sniffed the place where she had dripped blood before, looked up at her disappearing figure, and lowered her head to lick the blood dripping from the ground.

It stood there for a moment, moved its furry ears, suddenly lifted its forelimbs, and its body flexibly jumped out of the iron door, and disappeared after a few jumps.

Song Qingxiao didn't know that the silver wolf had left, and the spiritual power in her body had already rioted at this time, impacting the muscles and veins, aggravating the injuries in her body.

After returning to the room, she immediately sat down cross-legged, endured the pain, and guided her spiritual power with her divine sense, and began to run the method of the enlightenment chapter of the 'God Destroying Technique'.

It may be that the body is already scarred, and the spiritual power impact has passed, forcibly widening the muscles and veins, bringing unspeakable severe pain.

Song Qing was sweating profusely, relying on perseverance, and after the spiritual power was guided, the situation was suddenly under control.

With the operation of the 'Divine Extermination Technique', part of the spiritual power in her body was repairing the tendons and veins and soothing the injuries, and some of them continued to swim, impacting the acupuncture points and veins, absorbing more spiritual power to fill her body.

These abundant spiritual powers roamed around Song Qingxiao's limbs, and each of them was nourished and comforted by spiritual power, making Song Qingxiao's body feel like being wrapped in spiritual power between heaven and earth, and it was extremely comfortable.

She had never felt this kind of artistic conception before.

Her strength was low before, and her spiritual power was extremely thin, even if she obtained a cultivation method like the 'God Destroying Technique', the spiritual power in her body was simply not enough to support her through all the veins around her body.

After being attacked tonight, she was unexpectedly blessed by misfortune, and the seal loosened a trace of Jiaolong blood into her body, refining the spiritual power left by Qianshan for her own use, so that she really felt the fun of cultivation.

She could clearly feel that the spiritual power from the outside world entered her body little by little, absorbed by the spiritual power in her body, refined to purity, and fused with her spiritual power for her use.

Song Qingxiao was immersed in cultivation, time passed slowly, and when the silver wolf returned, she was wrapped in a large amount of cold air.