Chapter 117: Qiao Feng, Don't Cry, I'll Save Azhu for You 1
However, he said that this morning, Ingli was instructing Hong Qigong and others to cultivate, but a beggar disciple came to report, and Qiao Feng, the general of the Great Liao State, asked to see him.
Since Qiao Feng asked to see him, Ying Li naturally brought two disciples, Hong Qigong and Extermination Master.
Seeing Qiao Feng, Hong Jiugong: General Qiao, let's fight for another three hundred rounds.
"Qiao is here today, not to learn martial arts, but to ask the great god of Moro to resurrect my beloved wife Azhu."
It turned out that Ingley rescued Ji Xiaofu, and the news was learned by Qiao Feng.
The secret agents of the Great Liao Kingdom are all over the major sects and countries, and what happened in Emei Mountain will naturally reach Qiao Feng's ears.
I saw Qiao Feng kneeling down in front of Ingli, "Many years ago, I killed my beloved wife by mistake at the Bluestone Bridge, and I have always regretted it, and I heard that the god Moro has the art of resurrecting the dead. Please take action to rescue your beloved wife, Qiao will not lie in the future but by command"
"Qiao Daxia, have you saved Azhu's body", Hong Qi said fairly.
"It was buried at that time".
"Ji Xiaofu resurrected Ji Xiaofu because the exterminator saved the corpse too much, and the master brought the soul back, Azhu has no body, how can he be resurrected?"
Hong Qigong saw Azhu's resurrection with his own eyes, and in his understanding, a complete corpse was a must.
"I see, it seems that I have no hope of seeing my beloved wife in this life, Qiao is so alive in the world, it is better to go to Jiuquan to accompany my beloved wife now"
In despair, Qiao Feng slapped his palm at the Tianling Gai, and he was about to kill himself.
A big hand blocked Qiao Feng's suicide, but it was Ingley.
"Qiao Daxia doesn't have to be like this, your beloved wife can still be saved, just spend a little more effort, it is estimated that it will take half a day."
In an instant, English was gone.
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Next to the bluestone bridge, Qiao Feng was waiting for Duan Zhengchun, and he was about to slash the enemy, he was high-spirited and high-spirited.
At this moment, I saw a person walking slowly on the road leading to Xiaojing Lake, with a wide robe and a slow belt, it was Duan Zhengchun.
He walked in front of Qiao Feng, took a deep look, and said, "Qiao Daxia is called, I don't know what to see?" ”
Qiao Feng tilted his head slightly, his eyes widened angrily, as if he was about to swallow Duan Zhengchun in one gulp, and a wave of anger burned in his chest, and said, "Lord Duan, I asked you to come here, don't you even know?" ”