Chapter 199: Li Qiu

Xiahou Cicada was very anxious, although he broke off with Li Changfeng on the farewell building of Qingbi City, he was still stationed at the foot of the Snow Plain, in the end, he still couldn't rest assured that Li Changfeng could not be relieved. Vertices

When Li Changfeng walked from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, Xiahou Cicada was aware, and his subordinates reported Li Changfeng's whereabouts, but since Changfeng walked on the snowfield, several hours have passed without a trace.

He didn't see anyone coming down, but instead he saw a lot of people going up.

Among them, there is a peerless murderer like Qingcang, although Xiahou Chan does not know the mountain guard general of Sheshen Mountain, but Qingcang killed his guards, Xiahou Chan can probably judge that the other party is not good.

That's why he's anxious.

Thinking of this, he sighed, drew his scimitar out of the tent curtain, and danced in the snow.

Only the cold of this icy and snowy land could calm him down, and suddenly, with a flick of his wrist, the blade slashed out diagonally, pulling out the back of Xiahou Cicada's own hand.

He felt a little uneasy in his heart, and watched in a daze as the blood spilled from the back of his hand.

"Report !!"

The armored guards rushed over from the snow and said urgently: "Prince, Li Changfeng has come down the mountain!"

Xiahou Cicada was taken aback, and hurriedly said, "How is it?

The guard stopped talking, and finally said, "You'd better go and see for yourself." ”

When Xiahou Cicada arrived at the camp, he saw five people, Li Changfeng undressing his red makeup and Wen Ren Lixue, three people lying on the wooden shelf, just like seeing a few people who had been dyed in the dye vat, and their bodies were blood red.

There was also a young man in a white robe who had been dyed red, and Xiahou Chan noticed that his chest was tattooed with the pattern of Xue Jianzhai.

Wei Chuting stood aside in a daze, he didn't know what to say, and he didn't know whether to speak, looking cramped and at a loss.

And the other person is a girl in bright yellow clothes, she doesn't know when she appeared in this snow, Xiahou Cicada saw her for the first time, and always felt that she had a kind of fairy temperament, like a fairy who does not eat fireworks in the world.

Li Bezhi finally arrived at the Snow Field, she learned from her senior brother Lu Ziyou that Li Changfeng, who had been called her brother for ten years, had returned to Xuejianzhai, she had also struggled and been annoyed, but in the end she still went all the way west, towards the White Snow Mountain, but she was still a step too late.

When she saw Li Changfeng, Li Changfeng was covered in blood and lying unconscious on a stretcher.

Sister Wenren and Sister Red Makeup, whom she affectionately called, were all lying in a pool of blood.

Li Bezhi's palm was dripping blood, her slender nails were sunk deep into her palm, her fist was already white and boneless, she used a lot of strength to suppress her heart, but her body was still trembling.

Li Changfeng's eyes were closed, and his red makeup was also closed, and when he heard Lixue's pale face, his eyes were dilated, and he looked at the snow in a daze. Xue Jian Zhai Wei Chu Ting, who was pulling them down the mountain, had his snow-white robe dyed red, and stood aside in embarrassment.

Xiahou Cicada didn't find herself trembling.

He suddenly roared: "Save people!

The guards were embarrassed: "Prince, we are alone and have no accompanying doctor." ”

Xiahou Cicada's eyes widened to blood red, trembling all over, and roared angrily, "What is the closest place here that can heal them?"

Wei Chuting wanted to talk about Xue Jianzhai, but he still stopped.

The guard pointed to the east and said: "In the west of the Xisai country, the girl in red makeup is the princess of the Xisai country, we are now rushing to escort them over for hundreds of miles, maybe there is a glimmer of life!"

Xiahou Cicada forced himself to calm down, his eyes were red and he hurriedly said, "Quick! Let's go now!"

The guards pieced together the planks in the tent and carried them down the hill in groups of four.

When Xiahou Chan walked past Wei Chuting's side, he paused, and said indifferently: "Xue Jianzhai's account, I will get it back for my brother."

After saying this, he hurried away.

At this time, the sunset covered the sky, and the golden to red sky echoed the snow, Wei Chuting suddenly felt that he was very small, this sky was so beautiful, he was stunned.

Xiahou Cicada didn't know that he hadn't closed his eyes for a few days and nights, the guards were tired and changed to the next group, and the tired people rested on horseback, and when they regained their physical strength, they were replaced again, and they didn't know how many horses were killed halfway, and on the way, Xiahou Cicada asked the guards to bandage a few people briefly, and he himself tried his best to maintain the lifeblood of these three people, hanging their last breath, and finally lost their strength to the point that they were trembling when they drank saliva.

Xiahou Chan didn't know Li Bezhi, nor did he know the story between her and Li Changfeng, but no matter how he looked back occasionally, he could see that in the long yellow sand, a girl in a bright yellow shirt staggered behind the team, walking like a lost soul.

Li Bezhi followed behind them.

When they arrived on the general journey, it seemed that the letterhead sent by Xiahou Cicada had been sent to the Xisai Palace, and the doctors from the Xisai Kingdom arrived in time to help the three of them heal their bodies, as well as the demobilized guards to prevent them from sudden death.

But even so, two people died on the spot because their lungs exploded because they drank too much water.

Xiahou Chan looked at the warrior who fell to death beside him, and his eyes were red.

Li Changfeng and the three were sent to the Xisai Palace, saving their lives, and the rest of Xiahou Chan's subordinates lived in the Xisai Palace to recuperate.

Xiahou Chan said to Xie Cangshan at that time, this is my brother, and I will take care of their family.

The most famous doctors in the entire Western Realm have been summoned to the palace to treat Li Changfeng with red makeup, the good news is that the three of them have no worries about their lives, the bad news is that Li Changfeng has not woken up so far, many doctors are helpless, the princess of the Western Realm is depressed, the rice grains are not in the dripping water, and the whole person has become stupid.

The doctor was busy entering and leaving the Shadow Palace, and Xie Cangshan stood outside the door, standing calmly, not knowing what he was thinking.

Li Qiu stood behind him, respectfully.

Xie Cangshan asked, "Li Qiu." ”

Li Qiu bowed and said, "The minister is here." ”

Xie Cangshan: "How many years have you stayed by my side?"

Li Qiuluo pondered: "It has been twenty-seven years since Your Majesty was young. ”

Xie Cangshan: "Twenty-seven years, before the child was born, you were by my side." ”

Li Qiu: "Yes, Miss I grew up watching. ”

Xie Cangshan: "Li Qiu, I want you to do one thing for me." ”

Li Qiu said respectfully: "Your Majesty, please command." ”

Xie Cangshan: "Those who made these three children like this, I want one thing from each of them." ”

Li Qiu pondered for a moment and responded: "I'll go now." ”

In the yellow sand outside Yun Yao, a man like an iron tower suddenly appeared, Qing Cang and Chen Danqing spent a lot of real yuan when fighting, and this spanning space was only worthy of leaving the snowfield, and he didn't go too far, this hot and cold alternated, just came out of the violent storm and snow, and the next moment it was yellow sand, although he didn't care about it, it also made him very uncomfortable, so he said dissatisfied: "Damn the northwest, it's really disgusting." ”

The next moment, he once again walked into the spatial chaos.

If he came out of the spatial chaos again, he should have reached the east, but at this moment, Qing Cang's disappeared figure slowly reappeared, and he was still in Yun Yao, not moving at all.

It's not that he doesn't want to go, it's that someone won't let him go.

Qing Cang's eyes became cold: "Who wants to stay down and stand up!"

When he finished saying this, he suddenly saw a person walking out of the wind and sand in front of him.

One looks very Confucian

Ya's middle-aged man.

This man was dressed in a brocade robe, looked like he had been in a high position for a long time, and walked over calmly.

Qing Cang looked at Li Qiu and said, "Who are you?"

Li Qiu: "I'm Li Qiu of the Xisai Kingdom." ”

Qing Cang sneered: "I don't know, what do you want to do?"

Li Qiu was not angry, and said calmly: "Is it you the one who destroyed Li Changfeng's divine photo on the Snow Field?"

Qing Cang suddenly sneered, "What about me, are you going to avenge him?"

Li Qiu: "Then I didn't find the wrong person, did you do it yourself or did I do it?"

Qing Cang frowned: "What are you doing, what are you talking about?"

Li Qiu: "You have to leave an arm before I can let you go." ”

Qing Cang was stunned for a moment, and suddenly laughed wildly: "Since I entered the God King Realm, you are still the first person who dares to talk to me like this, even if you are the head of Xue Jianzhai, Mr. Mei Yuxue, you have to give me three points of thin noodles, if you stop me, I will cut off my arm, what are you?"

Li Qiu said calmly: "I understand, then what you mean is to let me do it myself." ”

Qing Cang suddenly stabbed out with a sword and came towards Li Qiumian's door.

He is not a fool, the other party is also a god king realm, and he is obviously prepared, although Qing Cang is proud but not stupid, those arrogant and stupid have been buried in the yellow sand.

It's a pity that although Qingcang is not stupid, he is not strong enough.

He didn't know Li Qiu's origin, and no one knew Li Qiu's origin.

So when this sword went down, Li Qiu gently turned his body sideways, and then swiped down with his palm, along Qing Cang's arm.

A stream of blood arrows shot out, accompanied by Qing Cang's heart-rending roar, and a thick arm holding the sword of Zhutian Yiluo fell in response, while Li Qiu, who was standing on the side with a brocade robe, did not get blood on his body, as if he had just brushed off the dust just now.

Qing Cang wanted to escape from the spatial turmoil under his broken arm, but found that the space could not be opened, and the entire space had been blocked. Only then did he realize that the person standing in front of him, the person who could easily cut off his arm, may not have an understanding of space at the same level as himself.

How could there be such a person with no name but such a powerful means? Li Qiu of the Xisai Kingdom has never heard of this person.

It is not an exaggeration to say that such means are comparable to the power of the sages.

Li Qiu's face was calm, and he leaned down to pick up the Zhutian Yiluo Sword in his severed arm, carefully examining the luster and lines on it.

Qing Cang felt the smell of death for the first time, he had cultivated for so many years, and it took countless pills to make his cultivation advance to the realm of the God King, so that he was above ten thousand people under one person, he didn't want to die, he hadn't lived enough, so he trembled all over, but he didn't dare to make a sound, for fear of disturbing this person who was elegant in appearance but extremely ruthless.

Li Qiu carefully looked at Zhutian Yiluo, and finally threw the sword away, still throwing it to Qing Cang.

He said calmly: "This sword is temporarily placed by your side, but it shouldn't take long, and Li Changfeng will take it back by himself." ”

Qing Cang originally wanted to ask, Li Changfeng had been ruined by him by breaking the Yuan Sea, could he still practice?

But when it came to his lips, he swallowed it again.

Li Qiu: "Let's go." ”

Qing Cang hurriedly picked up the long sword, and wanted to pick up his severed arm and leave, but the next moment, the severed arm was chopped to pieces by the wind knife.

The blood mist sprayed Qing Cang's body, making its colorful patterns more vivid.

Qing Cang's heart was frightened, and he hurriedly rushed into the spatial chaos to escape.

When the spatial ripples in this place were restored, the long yellow sand blew again, and Li Qiu's figure faintly disappeared in place.

The wind was still blowing, the yellow sand was still pervasive, and the bright blood red of this place was gradually masked by the yellow sand, as if nothing had happened.