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Chapter 672 Spoils of War

"So what?" Bai Ze said domineeringly, "You want to be nosy?"

"Except for the Dragon Emperor's orders, I won't interfere in anything. Qiming said regretfully.

"Then leave quickly!" Bai Ze said.

After a while, the purple peacock and Qiming flew away with their spiritual power with regret. Ye Qingcheng, who was exposed, was targeted by Bai Ze and Lei Qilin. In everyone's opinion, Ye Qingcheng is dead this time, and even he himself thinks so.

"Little ghost, did you hurt the master?" Bai Ze finally confirmed.

"Not bad. Ye Qingcheng said: "I not only want to kill him, but also cut off his head and draw his backbone!"

"Good. Bai Ze nodded and said, "Just follow the way you say, in you!"

After that, a sharp cold light flashed in his strange sheep's eyes, and the eternal wounded ancient halberd in his hand spun sharply and slashed directly at Ye Qingcheng's head.

And Ye Qingcheng straightened up, did not dodge, did not block, and resolutely faced death.

"Qiang !!"

Just when the Eternal Wounded Ancient Halberd was about to carry the mang to cut off Ye Qingcheng's head, a copper gourd flew over violently and slammed into the Eternal Wounded Ancient Halberd, striking out a circle of agitated energy!

Not far away, in a diffuse green mist, a simple middle-aged man figure walked out. He was wearing a green robe, with a long braid, and a small blue monkey sitting on his shoulder, deftly checking the surroundings.

The person who came was none other than the strongest aid invited by the ancient guards of Yongmen - the Hanging Pot Gong, a resident of the South China Sea.

"Hanging pot?" Bai Ze stared at the Nanhai monk unhappily, and said, "You are the distinguished guest we invited, the master was attacked by this little beast, and now his life and death are uncertain, do you want to stop me from killing him?"

"The battle for the Western Sea is over. The Nanhai monk had an ordinary appearance, always with a gentle expression, and said, "The old ghost of the West Sea has been killed by me, and it stands to reason that my mission has been completed." However, I am a pharmacist, and in the absence of war, whenever I encounter an injured person, I will come to the rescue. However, no amount of medical skill is more direct than stopping a killing. ”

"Why do you want to shelter him?" Lei Qilin was also displeased. Everyone knows that the Nanhai monks are the best in the world in terms of medical skills, but many strong people also know that this guy is unfathomable in terms of strength, and in this war, only the Yongmen Gushou and the Grim Reaper can match him, and other hero-level powerhouses are not his opponents. Even now, Lei Qilin controlled the remnants of Lei Mang, and he didn't dare to act rashly.

"It doesn't have to be to shelter him. Nanhai Jushi said: "I fancy his brother-in-law, who is a highly talented medicine king, and the only medical heir I have chosen. However, if he dies in front of me, my brother will not come to my door again. ”

"Do you want to take another battle of the Three Heroes after the Battle of the West Sea?" Bai Ze said angrily.

"Old sheep. Lei Qilin began to compromise, he didn't want to fight with the South China Sea Monk, the South China Sea Monk has a very high prestige in the Great Wilderness, and fighting with him is not only likely to lose his life, even if he is lucky enough to get a little cheap, I am afraid that he will be pointed out by all forces, "The Hanging Pot Gong is a distinguished guest, he helps us not to make any compensation." This time he insisted on sheltering the imp—"

"No!" Bai Ze shouted, "This little beast must not stay!"

"One life for another. Nanhai said.

"With your life?" Bai Ze was stunned.

"You're thinking too much. The Nanhai monk said: "The injuries suffered by Yongmen are dead and wounded, and it is difficult for me to save the whole world." I'll save Yongmen for you, how about you put it in this kid?"

Lei Qilin looked down at the tragic appearance of the Yongmen Gu Shou, nodded and said, "Okay." ”

"Hand over the Blood Dragon Seal. Bai Ze said.

"In his belly!" Ye Qingcheng pointed at the Yongmen Ancient Shou. Since he can't die, it is even more impossible to kill the Yongmen Gushou, and he will definitely not let the Yongmen Gushou win a big victory.

Bai Ze didn't doubt this, because just now they found the Death Demon from the mouth of the Yongmen Gu Shou.

"You take Yongmen back first, and I'll be there soon. Nanhai said.

The most fatal crisis was resolved in three or two sentences. In the final analysis, it is still a question of strength. No matter how famous he is, what about the heirs of the Yun Clan? If someone wants to kill Ye Qingcheng, they can not eat this set of deterrence. However, if there is hard power, the enemy has to weigh it. The hard power of the Nanhai laymen, but not in cultivation, but in medical skills. There are indeed some pinnacles in the world that are stronger than him, but in terms of medical skills, everyone has to worship him as a public.

After Bai Ze and Lei Qilin left with the Yongmen Gu Shou, the Nanhai monk reached out and patted Ye Qingcheng's shoulder, and said, "I won't help you suppress your injury, the source of your eternal injury is the best healing elixir, with its help, the injury will heal on its own." ”

"Thank you seniors for saving your life!" Ye Qingcheng said gratefully.

"It's a gesture. Nanhai lay priest said: "If you want to repay the favor, let Beishui keep his life, and the position of my eldest disciple will always be reserved for him." ”

"The younger generation must tell Beishui. Ye Qingcheng arched his hand and said: "The younger generation will first replace Beishui, thank the seniors for their favor." ”

"Hehe, the Battle of the West Sea is over, let's see you again in the Dragon Clan. Nanhai said: "At that time, there may be a big event. ”

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After the Nanhai Monk also left, only Ye Qingcheng's lonely figure was left on the sea, and even those remaining thunder spirits were all taken away by Lei Qilin. At this point, he had nothing but pain all over his body. But he didn't dare to slack off, Liu Beishui was still in the dragon prisoner cemetery below, and the healing power of the Huahai Stone for building the dragon prisoner was extremely strong, if Liu Beishui was not rescued in time, once it healed, he would be unable to escape.

However, just as he was about to substitute for the bottom of the sea, a feng shui tornado flew out of the sea. Then, a figure covered in coarse cloth flew out violently. Behind him was a corpse wrapped in spirit cloth, and a blood-colored skull in his hand.

He flew to the sea, and saw that although Ye Qingcheng had suffered a heavy blow, he had not lost his life, so he pretended to easily weigh the blood skull in his hand, and said, "I almost fell asleep with this skeleton." ”

Ye Qingcheng grinned and said, "As the most merry young master, I didn't sleep with death, do you have any regrets?"

"Nope. Liu Beishui said decisively: "Thinking about it will give you goosebumps." What about the Yongmen Gushou?"

"It was taken away by Bai Ze. Ye Qingcheng said.

"Why are you okay?"

"Your master saved me. ”

"Master?" Liu Beishui was startled at first, then turned his head and said, "Where is he?"

"When we get to the Dragons, we'll see him. ”

"Okay. Liu Beishui was a little disappointed, and the only one he wanted to worship in the whole world was also the master of the Hanging Pot Gong. Disappointment, he took out a blood-colored small box from his arms and said with a smile: "This time, Xiao Wu has a gift." ”

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