Seeing Meng Qingying's appearance suddenly bouncing up from her dying, a poem suddenly popped up in Qin Yi's heart: sat up in shock in the dying illness, short and ......

No, it's a poem.

In fact, I was amazed in my heart, I didn't expect that in the secret realm of the earth spirit, the Devil May Cry Jade that the tassel was about to move away from under the Devil Cry vine actually came in handy so quickly.

If you say that you have luck, then luck is tassels.

Although it didn't make much noise, even this battle silently helped swallow the soul power, and it didn't say a word...... It's because Qin Yi himself is becoming more and more assertive, but there is always a feeling that he will run away after cultivating him, and he doesn't want to interfere too much.

When did this feeling start, Qin Yi doesn't remember anymore......

At this time, Meng Qingying had already held the Devil May Cry Jade in his hand and began to cast spells. You can see a dark aura on the black jade, but that darkness is not a shadow, but a circle like ripples, like the deepest dream in the deepest night.

That is the deepest bit of true spirit in the sea of living souls.

The sound of a ghost crying sounded out of nowhere, in the boundless seclusion of the night, leading to the netherworld.

The black flame mark on Meng Qingying's forehead suddenly lit up, and almost at the same time, a black jade-like mark suddenly appeared on the forehead of the dragon-shaped phantom in the sky. The two sigils complemented each other, and suddenly they were as bright as the morning star.

This is the communication of the netherworld, reaching the sea of souls. Unless it is a powerful spell, nothing can stop it, whether it is Zheng Yunyi's tortoise shell or secret technique, it will not help at all.

If the previous dragon form was just an imaginary form, with no soul or intelligence, and was just a concrete concept of virtual birth, then with the birth of this mark, its pitch-black dragon pupils suddenly came to life and became a living thing.

Zheng Yunyi's heart was beating sharply, everything changed in an instant, and he suddenly found that the dragon was out of control.

The dragon pupil looked down and found that the "flesh and blood" on his body was being absorbed.

The dragon's eyes were furious, and the huge dragon body struggled frantically, looking up to the sky and roaring!

"Roar!"

This is the first time in its history that it has emitted a real sound, almost indistinguishable from a real dragon, except for the conceptual "dragon chant".

Zheng Yunyi used up his mana, and he couldn't absorb any more luck, not only that, but the luck that he had worked so hard to suck for a long time only flowed back in an instant, returning to the dragon body, and composing its starlight flesh and blood.

The starlight grew brighter and brighter.

Zheng Yunyi made a decision immediately, immediately collected the spell, and quickly sacrificed a flying sword to retreat decisively.

At the moment when he flew back, ten thousand starlights burst out, blasting the pillar he had been standing on into powder.

Zheng Yunyi was glad that he reacted in time, although he didn't understand what was going on, he was not greedy and regretful, and quickly left.

He is also a decisive.

However, everyone flew away and he still felt that something was wrong.

It's like the exact same feeling when luck is sucked back, and there is still something in the body that is constantly being lost.

This is...... Not only did he return the luck he had sucked back, but he also sucked away the luck that he should have?

"I'm ...... day" Zheng Yunyi finally couldn't help but burst into foul language, and turned his head to look back.

Just as he turned his head, a light from nowhere, as fast as lightning, crashed straight into him. Zheng Yunyi only subconsciously avoided to the right, his left shoulder had been hit squarely, and the whole person was knocked into the air for more than ten miles like a spinning top without stopping.

There was also a scolding voice in the light of the collision: "Whose doll, flying away and looking back, bad luck!"

The luck was sucked away, and even the flight crashed, and the bad luck was immediate.

"Poof......" Zheng Yunyi covered his bloody shoulders, and finally spurted out a mouthful of blood and staggered back to the Immortal Palace. He wants to ask Master what to do with this bad luck!

Before he could fly half a mile, the flying sword under his feet cracked with a "click". But it was affected by the aftermath of the impact of the person just now, this magic weapon that was only used to force flight was not a real flying sword at all, and it could not withstand the aftermath and had been destroyed.

Zheng Yunyi is the pinnacle of the piano, but he can't fly yet. As soon as the flying sword cracked, he saw him fall, and finally his luck was not home, and there was not a sharp rock below, just a jungle.

"Bang!" Zheng Yunyi fell into a sturdy face, as if his whole body was about to fall apart. Finally had some mana protection, and before falling to the ground, he cast a few spells to delay it, otherwise he would have fallen to death like this.

I struggled hard for a while, and I couldn't get up in pain. This high-altitude fall is not a joke, all the internal organs are badly injured, and the mana in the whole body can't be condensed at all, I'm afraid that the injury is not lighter than Qin Yimeng's light shadow at all, and I will lie down for several days......

He shivered and fed himself a pill, and was about to close his eyes to recuperate, when the sky suddenly darkened, and the heads of several black bears poked left and right.

"I'm ...... Day"

............

Over there, Zheng Yunyi was haunted by bad luck, and it was not operated by Meng Qingying, because Meng Qingying had already fainted.

Devil May Cry Jade gave her a shortcut to communicate with the bridge of the soul, but it did not mean that her injuries were cured, on the contrary, because she summoned the last bit of spirit to drive the treasure to communicate with the soul, Meng Qingying at this time was completely overdrawn to the point that she couldn't even support it for a moment, and fainted to the ground.

The dragon of luck had already landed, and its huge body was enveloped over the entire Hidden Dragon Temple, preventing anyone from approaching.

The army and other Taoist priests who were already about to enter were all blocked, and they were obviously under siege, but the ruins under the dragon's belly became the safest place, a shelter from the wind and rain.

Qin Yi lay on the spot and thought for a while, at this time, he was also injured and had no combat power, this dragon couldn't drive himself, it was dangerous to leave, but it was more appropriate to recover here for a few days. And in any case, she is fighting side by side with Meng Qingying at this moment, and she is still relying on her dragon at the moment, she can't watch her faint in the ruins and ignore it, if there is no one to help her, her injury will worsen and she may die.

Qin Yi reluctantly took a pill to soothe it a bit, and then struggled to sit up. Turning his head to look at the scene of a ruin, he groaned slightly, then picked up Meng Qingying, arched his shoulders over the rocks, and got under the ruins.

This was originally a huge building combination of the entire Hidden Dragon View plus the Stargazing Platform and the Underground Palace, the upper part was destroyed by their battle, and there were still many intact rooms under the Underground Palace, not all of which collapsed.

He still has the map given by Lingxu in hand, and knows that there is a pharmacy and a pill room in the underground palace, so he can find some symptomatic pills, and recover under the protection of the dragon of luck.

There is a map, although the corridors are broken and blocked, the medicine room is quickly found, fortunately this medicine room is quite far from the center of the battle, and it is still well preserved.

Qin Yi carried Meng Qingying into the medicine room, sealed the door, and the room was suddenly dark.

He put Meng Qingying down against the wall, and he also leaned hard against the wall to catch his breath for a while, and Meng Qingying leaned on his shoulder, breathing weakly.

But the aroma is still there, lingering on the nose.

A small dark room that does not see the light of day, a woman who is defenseless in a fainting, and her face can be touched with a slight tilt of her head.

It's very similar to the environment of Minghe, but it's a little bit more ...... This kind of cognitive sense that no one knows about quietly doing something in the dark room is always testing the determination of a normal man.

Not to mention eating some tofu, no one knows...... If he had evil intentions, it would be no problem to take the opportunity to make Meng Qingying's cannon into a hot weapon—he had learned the Great Joy Sutra and knew a little bit of that kind of method.

It just so happened that Meng Qingying was the culprit who was seriously injured in the first place, which always made Qin Yi feel a sense of retribution in the cycle of cause and effect.

Of course he wouldn't.

After a break from pranayama for a while, his first sentence was still looking for tassels: "Bangbang, are you there?"

Tassel said: "Of course." ”

"But you don't speak, and you always feel uncomfortable. ”

"Do you really want me to speak?"

"Why don't you speak?"

"Because at times like this, you don't like to listen to what I say, and you don't do it, so you just don't say it. ”

"You know I'm not listening? ”

"I suggest you kill this woman. Because she has the Dragon of Luck as a puppet, she is a terrible opponent once she recovers, if she still holds old grudges, or suspects what you did while she fainted...... Even in order to erase a person who knows that she is embarrassed, it is possible that she will kill you again, and you can't guess the mind of the devil. You run out of cards at this time, and you can't beat her, that's one thing. ”

“...... Second, what about it?"

"Second, she is from the Vientiane Senluo Sect, and she has a lot of treasures...... Some of them will work for you, and some of them will work for me. ”

"That's what you mean. ”

"Whichever one is my true intention, will you do it?"

What a magic wand...... Thinking has always been so evil.

Qin Yi didn't answer, she tilted her head slightly to look at the sleeping Meng Qingying, she really had no power to resist at this time.

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PS: It was maliciously reported, and it is being self-examined. I would like to advise some people that reporting others will not make your grades better, so please respect yourself.

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