Chapter 175: Crybaby

As soon as she said this, everyone was stunned, this, they had never known, and they talked in a low voice.

"If you want to take away the things of the Immortal Venerable, this is Shi Zhuoling's mistake."

"So that's the case, but why is the blood clotting bead from Immortal Venerable, but it is parasitic in Miss Leng Er's body?"

"According to legend, the Blood Clotting Bead is an artifact, an ancient god ......"

When everyone talked about this, they couldn't help but shut up, and their faces were solemn.

Leng Qiqi silently took everyone's expressions in her eyes, her heart sank, she said this at this time, one is for Ouyang Yan's, and the other is to completely cut off Shi Zhuoling's way, she doesn't want people in the world to remember his identity as the wolf king, she wants him to be spurned by others forever, and the third is selfish desires.

Moreover, he fell off the cliff, and his intuition told her that he would not die, and that he had escaped by tricks last time on the cliff of death, and that he might be the same this time.

"Xiao Qi'er, if you say it now, aren't you afraid that everyone will suspect the identity of Immortal Venerable?" Condensation asked puzzledly, standing beside her and feeling that she couldn't understand her.

But she just smiled lightly, then looked at Yang Qi and said: "You can know that the demon clan cannot be opened again, write a secret letter to me, cooperate with me inside and outside, and find him in the sacrifice, I remember this skill." ”

Yang Qi saw that she didn't explain why she wanted to talk about the blood clotting beads, and he was a little puzzled at the moment, but for the sake of his own life, he first thanked Leng Qiqi.

"I didn't do this for Miss Leng Er, but for ourselves, I didn't know the reason for the disappearance of the shadow guard back then, but now when I see the dead spirit, I know that there is still a secret in the matter back then, the first wolf king was indeed killed by the current wolf king Shi Zhuoling, he gave the first wolf king a dispersal of spirits, and provoked the dark demon wolf clan and your demon hunting clan, all because of the noble man he said, and later I learned that the noble man was a monster who escaped from the loose seal."

Yang Qi said and told everything he knew, over the years, he looked at Shi Zhuoling's various actions, and he had already felt strange in his heart, but he never broke it, he was not a big prince back then, but he just took advantage of the trend later.

When the cultivators saw that he had lifted out Shi Zhuoling's old bottom, they immediately crusaded against him continuously.

They also helped just now, according to their words, they wanted to seek justice for the demon hunters and the disappeared spirit snake clan.

Speaking of the Spirit Snake Clan, Leng Qiqi's tightly twisted heart couldn't help but tighten, which was why she wanted to keep Yang Qi alive.

"The Spirit Snake Clan and the Demon Hunter Clan were slaughtered, and it was also an order from Shi Zhuo Ling, and there were a lot of dark demon wolves at that time, and I followed him to rectify the back mountain at that time, and I didn't participate, so I can't give you the details." Yang Qi only knew a rough idea of this.

Leng Qiqi thought about it and guessed the reason, but she really wanted to find Drunken Wangwu, who was still alive, but she didn't know where he was now.

"Then have you heard of any dark demon wolves who have captured them alive and come back to receive their rewards?"

Yang Qi thought for a while, looked puzzled, and shook his head: "I didn't participate in the matter back then, the Wolf King asked people to deal with the Demon Hunting City and the Spirit Snake Clan, and sent me to escort Miss Yanfei back to the Spirit Immortal Cave to inherit the position of the cave master, and I didn't return until a year later." After I came back, I heard that the dark demon wolves who went to clean up the demon hunting city had not returned, and the wolf king also went to check afterwards, and the city was ruined, and then it was gone. ”

How is that?

Could it be that they were not all dead back then, and some people still escaped, and they were not in this Jinling Mountain?

But if that's the case, then why hasn't she come to her for so long, she has made such a big fuss, just to get his attention.

The mountain breeze was blowing, and a burst of bloody smell once again penetrated into everyone's hearts, pulling back the wandering thoughts, Leng Qiqi didn't know what to do at this time, whether to continue to look for it or to avenge the murder of his father back then?

She thought about it, then glanced at the captured dark demon wolves and the people from the Spirit Immortal Cave, then turned to the condensation frost and said, "Brother, the matter here will be handed over to you and Shi Huaichen, I want to be quiet." ”

"I'll be with you." Mo Qianhuan saw that there was a trace of tiredness in her expression, and hurriedly stepped forward to accompany her.

She shook her head: "Thank you for just transforming into and taking me to find Shi Zhuo Ling in the back mountain, this is not a small consumption for your dragon clan, you can also go and rest, I want to walk alone." ”

"Then I'll walk with you too, and I should rest." Mo Qianhuan chuckled and replied persistently, reached out and grabbed her wrist, and led her down the mountain, and everyone immediately made a way and sent her away with different expressions.

Originally, I was worried about her condensation frost when she saw Mo Qianhuan with her, and her heart was inexplicably relieved, and it seemed that she was relieved to see her accompanied.

This battle, it is not a long time, twenty days, she led the troops for more than ten days without stopping, the soldiers had a rest, but she did not rest, but she personally destroyed the sacrifice of Shi Zhuoling, if the sacrifice is successful, it is really a disaster in the world.

The Demon Race, a powerful race that can make the Ancient Protoss perish, makes people frightened when they mention the Demon Race.

"Xiao Qi'er, what are you thinking? But do you think the Spirit Snake Clan still has a living mouth? On the way down the mountain, Mo Qianhuan pondered for a long time and asked lightly.

Leng Qiqi sighed lightly, her relationship with Zui Wangwu can't be known to others, so if she wants to find him, she can't be too obvious, so she can only hide it.

"I think that when they were both defeated, someone must be able to escape from it, and the patriarch of the Spirit Snake Clan is not low, and his drunken hope is not low, if he guards the city for two or three years, it is no problem, but in less than a year, he will disappear, which is a little strange."

"Do you suspect someone else is meddling?" Mo Qianhuan reacted, and asked suspiciously and nervously.

Leng Qiqi nodded heavily: "Back then, Huang Hao, in front of me, killed my father with his own hands, if he joined forces with Shi Zhuoling, then, who was involved in this matter back then,"

Speaking of which, she didn't dare to say any more.

The most trusted brother betrayed her and taught her how to think calmly.

Seeing that her expression was tired, Mo Qianhuan didn't want to ask any more, so he patted the back of her hand with his holding hand, and said softly: "Don't think about it, let's go see Xianzun together." ”

"Okay." Leng Qiqi also has this intention, now that she has won Youling Peak, let Shi Huaichen clean up the affairs of the Dark Demon Wolf Clan, and leave the others and other things to her brother, she just wants to stay by Ouyang Yan's side now, and wait for him to wake up, and then discuss what method to use to end Huang Hao so that there will not be too much turmoil in the world.

Her thoughts were direct, but her thoughts were not so direct, which made Mo Qianhuan, who was worried about her, breathe a sigh of relief, for fear that she would take the undead to the imperial city again in a fit of anger, in that case, it would really be a disaster.

Just as they were walking towards the camp, the group of people under Jinling Mountain hurried up, hurrying up, which made the undead who were guarding at the bottom of the mountain see it and immediately send someone to pay tribute.

"Somebody went up the mountain. Or are you going straight to Youling Peak? ”

"Yes, Second Miss, are we going to let people surround them now?" An undead asked excitedly.

Although their cultivation was suppressed in the human world, none of the delicacies in the mountains were left behind, so they ate them all over the place.

Leng Qiqi walked out of Ouyang Yan's tent, his clear eyes were full of determination, and he raised his hand and said, "Let's go, follow me to the meeting, and see who is sacred." ”

On the way, she didn't see the people of Qingshan Immortal Cave, I heard that the mountain was closed and did not participate in the battle of the outside world, and I thought that the cave master of Qingshan Immortal Cave had the intention of retreating, and it was instigated by Shi Zhuoling that this was desired, and then died at the hands of Ouyang Yan. made her look forward to it, and suddenly, an inexplicable sense of familiarity ignited in her heart, which made her fly directly towards Youling Peak without thinking about it.

She's so excited, isn't she?

Seeing this, Mo Qianhuan, who was accompanying her, was puzzled at first, and after guessing it, she also made a trick and chased after her.

Seeing this, the undead general who returned to her was at a loss, but he didn't have Leng Qiqi's orders, and he didn't dare to pass on the word privately, so he could only go down the mountain and wait obediently.

As soon as Leng Qiqi went up to Youling Peak, he saw the person standing in front of everyone, his heart tightened, and his eyes ached, he, sure enough, it was him!

"Worry!" Standing in place, she called out the name of the person in a daze, and the light blue robe like a lake enveloped the slender and handsome figure, so that she did not dare to step forward for a while, for fear that what she saw was a phantom.

On the contrary, the man who stood in front of everyone showed a warm smile when he saw her, and came to her in the blink of an eye, raised his hand, wiped the tears that rolled down from her eyes, felt distressed, and said faintly: "It's really happy to see you cry for me!" ”

"Over the years, you haven't changed at all." Leng Qiqi slurped lightly, endured and stopped letting herself cry, but as soon as she opened her mouth, she still couldn't hold back her tears, and blocked all the words she had thought of to ask back into her stomach, and for a while, everyone couldn't help but feel sad, it turned out that this was the young master of the Spirit Snake Clan, and he didn't die.

"Of course it hasn't changed, look, you're still the same as before, crybaby." Drunk Wangwu wiped her tears over and over again, patted her back with one hand to soothe her.

I haven't seen her for so many years, when he heard the news, he couldn't help it anymore, he wanted to rush to her quickly, wanted to see her, originally thought that she was really a murderous and unblinking evil girl as everyone said, but when he saw her with his own eyes, looking at the tiredness and worry in her eyebrows, he knew that she was still the same she used to be, but stronger than before.

Mo Qianhuan, who chased after him, was also taken aback when he saw the drunken Wangwu, but after seeing the person standing behind him, he couldn't help frowning, isn't this person the next enemy Xiao Qi'er is looking for - Huang Hao?

He, how did he get here?

and the group of people behind him, all of whom were a little familiar, but she couldn't remember it for a while, her eyes turned lightly, and she fell on the condensation frost with the same puzzled eyes and forbearance, and her heart couldn't help but tighten.

The enemy who killed her father was in front of her, but she couldn't take it down yet, she could feel this kind of pain, thinking of this, she couldn't help but move to his side, staring at Huang Hao.

Leng Qiqi hadn't seen Huang Hao yet, and after she was emotionally stable, she raised her head and asked him carefully about his life over the years: "After so many years, are you okay?" We, our city, have become a dead city, and we will never go back. ”