On the sixth day, Zuo Song walked into the side hall. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Little one, it's time to get out of the customs!"

Zuo Song's voice is wonderful, like the morning sound of a dusk drum, which is thought-provoking. However, this voice does not seem overbearing, but it is a spring breeze and rain, with a wisp of voice, awakening the mind.

Qin Feng's body was surrounded by a sea-like aura that rose and fell, gradually dissipating.

Qin Feng opened his eyes and looked at the white-eyed old man in the black robe of the Xuanshi.

"Zuo Lao, it looks like you have good news!"

"Bad news, big bad news!" Zuo Song strained his face, his face was gloomy, but a smile flashed in his eyes betrayed him.

Qin Feng stood up and stretched his stagnant qi and blood after sitting for a long time. "Is it that Fan Qingshan's formation has failed!"

Zuo Song glanced at the black-robed young man in surprise. "You don't seem surprised at all, aren't you surprised?"

"What's strange, don't say that with twelve people, that is, twenty people, two hundred people, it is impossible to condense Tianyi True Water according to his method!"

Qin Feng walked out of the side hall and saw Long Ling from a distance, and Zhang Mu and a group of twelve people walked out of the Medicine King Hall in a daze.

The group's faces were gloomy, and Fan Qingshan's irritable roar occasionally came from the Medicine King Palace.

"Useless things, they are all yours, if it weren't for your entire formation, it would have been successful a long time ago!"

"You guys ruined my formation!"

......

With a bang, a tumbling wave of qi burst out from the Medicine King Palace.

Rumble!

The sound of a heavy object falling to the ground.

Qin Feng's eyes fell on his feet, and the entire "thing" fell right at his feet.

"Elder Duanmu!"

Qin Feng looked at Duanmu Rong as if he was inquiring, Duanmu Rong's face turned pale, he suddenly glanced at the black-robed young man, and suddenly snorted, a mouthful of blood spit out, and his face was as pale as paper.

At this moment, Aoki walked out of the side hall on the other side, and when he saw Duanmu Rong vomiting blood, his face was stunned, and then a trace of anger appeared in his eyes.

With a flash of figure, Aoki appeared in front of Duanmu Rong, squatting down to check Duanmu Rong's injuries.

"Don't look at it!" Zuo Song walked over, his eyes faint. "This little baby was injured by Fan Qingshan's Qingji Collapse Mountain Strength, and at this time, all the internal organs were shaken, and he didn't want to get out of bed for half a year!"

Aoki was slightly stunned, raised his head to look for a sound, and showed a trace of embarrassment on his face. "Elder Zuo!"

Qin Feng suddenly laughed at himself at this time. "It seems that it is fortunate that I withdrew from this formation of twelve people, otherwise it would be me Qin Feng who is lying here today!"

Qin Feng sighed, and glanced at Aoki with his eyes.

Aoki's face stiffened slightly, and he glanced at Zuo Song, who was smiling behind Qin Feng, and Aoki held back the annoyance in his heart.

Ban Xiang called a group of disciples and carried Duanmu Rong away. "Take care of him and give him the best elixir!"

Aoki turned his head, his eyes fell on Zuo Song, and his face was extremely embarrassed.

It's been six days, and it's been six days, and Aoki hasn't seen any improvement in Fan Qingshan.

That spiritual root was withering day by day, and in a few days, this extremely rare heaven-level spiritual root was about to wither.

Aoki couldn't hold the pressure anymore.

At this moment, Fan Qingshan, who was dressed in a black robe, walked out of the Medicine King Hall with a gloomy face, raised his head, and happened to see Zuo Song and Qin Feng under the steps.

Why are these two still here?

Fan Qingshan's face changed, and he suddenly sneered. "Someone is thick-skinned, and he can't even get rid of it. This man is sometimes a!"

Qin Feng said suddenly. "Of course we won't leave, Master Fan swore that he wanted to save the spiritual root, such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, how could we not stay and watch the excitement!"

Left Song interface. "Yes, may I ask if Master Fan's Linggen has been saved?"

Fan Qingshan's old face was a little feverish, more embarrassed!

Zuo Song glanced at Qingshan, who had an ugly face, and sneered. "Shouldn't it be bragging, I didn't expect that Fan Qingshan, a dignified fourth-grade Xuanshi, would also have a time when he bragged and didn't make drafts!"

Qin Feng sneered. "There are too many masters these years, and now many people on the street boast that they are masters, which is called Wang Po selling melons and boasting about herself!"

The two seem to play double reeds, singing and harmonizing.

The expression on Fan Qingshan's face became darker and darker, and the gloom in his eyes almost dripped water!

It's a slap in the face!

A few days ago, he had sworn that he would save the Spiritual Root.

Even for this reason, Aoki drove away Zuo Song and Qin Feng.

And yet six days passed!

Even the faster the spiritual root withers in six days!

Some of the disciples of the Medicine King Hall around looked at Fan Qingshan with strange eyes, and Fan Qingshan's face turned the color of pig liver.

Glancing at Aoki, whose expression was changing on the side, Zuo Song sighed. "It's a pity that people nowadays like to listen to those who claim to be masters bragging, and those who have real information are expected to be around!"

"Since there is no place to stay here, there is a place to keep the master!"

Zuo Song glanced at Qin Feng and said. "Little one, let's go!"

Qin Feng bowed his head.

The two of them walked towards the outskirts of the valley.

Aoki's face changed slightly, and his figure flashed in front of the two of them.

Zuo Song looked at the blue-robed old man in front of him in surprise. "Brother Aoki, what are you doing here?"

Aoki looked at Zuo Song with a wry smile. "Brother Zuo, don't embarrass your brother, Aoki apologized to you, it's not right for your brother, this spiritual root is about to wither in a few days, if this spiritual root withers, how can the peak master spare my brother!"

A deep bitterness flashed in his eyes, and Aoki arched his hand. "Please also ask Brother Zuo to help Brother Wei save this spiritual root!"

Zuo Song's face was embarrassed. "But I remember that Brother Aoki didn't seem to welcome the two of us before? Besides, isn't this someone treating the spiritual root? The so-called two masters don't work for anything, there is a fourth-grade Xuanshi here, why bother with me, a little third-grade Xuanshi!"

There was a hint of sneer on the corner of Zuo Song's mouth.

"Brother Zuo, I apologized for my brother, I was for my brother before, I neglected to be Brother Zuo, please forgive me, forgive me!"

Aoki was deeply moved.

"This Fan Qingshan is really, in vain he is still a fourth-grade Xuan Master, he is still majestic and stable, but I didn't expect this person to be a showman, it can be said that the old man will be miserable!"

I was secretly worried. "It's okay now, this Zuo Song has to be unforgiving, if he can't be satisfied, I'm afraid it will be difficult for the old man to explain to the peak master!"

With a slight hesitation on his face, Aoki suddenly gritted his teeth fiercely. "Fan Qingshan, Fan Qingshan, this is my own incompetence, but don't blame the old man for not giving you face!"

Raising his head, Aoki's eyes fell on Fan Qingshan and said. "Brother Fan, since you can't save the spiritual root, please please!"

Please, right?

This is to drive people out!

This is to say that he Fan Qingshan is incompetent!

A trace of green energy flashed on Fan Qingshan's face!

What an insult!

Fan Qingshan, as a fourth-grade Xuanshi, is highly respected and noble, no matter where he goes, he is the object of compliment and respect from everyone, and he has never been driven out!

Fan Qingshan's face turned from red to blue, from blue to purple, and he was so angry that he couldn't speak.

Zuo Song teased. "Why, someone can't seem to drive away, who is dead!"

"Zuo Song!" Fan Qingshan's eyes fell on Zuo Song, this was the first time in his life that he had suffered a loss on Zuo Song.

Staring at Zuo Song deadly, Fan Qingshan sneered for a moment. "Zuo Song, don't be complacent, the old man is a fourth-grade Xuanshi, and you are just a third-grade Xuanshu, the old man can't save the spiritual root, I don't believe you can save it!"

Zuo Song sneered.

Feeling the hatred in Fan Qingshan's eyes, Aoki smiled bitterly and said towards Zuo Song. "Brother Zuo, I don't know if you are satisfied now?"

Zuo Song groaned slightly, and for a moment fell on the expressionless black-robed young man. "Little one, do you think we should save this spiritual root?"

In an instant, everyone's eyes fell on the black-robed young man.

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