Volume 2 Nine Plains Xuanxing Chapter 105 The End of the Era

Xuanwu stabbed the evil spirit of Gou Chen, who was incarnated into the body of Gou Chen's ancestor, like lightning, with a sharp claw stained with Zhao Qingchan's blood.

"Evil spirits, under normal circumstances, they can't kill you, but this girl is your direct bloodline. ”

It's impossible, all my bloodlines have been killed by me to restore my strength, how can there be fish that slip through the net?

The evil spirit looked at the sharp claw that cut through his chest with a look of incredulity, and a wound that was several times long was revealed on Win Gouzu's body. But this wound did not heal slowly like the previous wound, on the contrary, a large amount of purple-red blood rushed down like a small waterfall.

And as the blood continued to flow out, the Win Gou Ancestral Body transformed by the evil spirit also began to slowly become smaller.

"No, no.... My blood, back, all back!"

The evil spirit watched as his body slowly returned to normal, and tried to redeem the blood with his hands like a madman. But all in vain.

After a while, Ying Gouzu's body was several zhang in size, and his body had changed back to its normal size.

"Haha, Xuanwu, even then you can't kill me, do you still have the ability to launch such a blow? The victory will be me in the end, and you, in the end, will still die, follow you as the emperor!"

After the evil spirit saw that the body of the ancestor of Ying Gou disappeared, the wound stopped bleeding, and then the wound began to heal, and the evil spirit that lived after the catastrophe let out a rampant laugh again.

I don't have the power to attack, but you're going to die eventually.

Regardless of whether Gou Chen can come back or not, the era that belongs to us is over.

After Xuanwu finished speaking, his huge body pounced on the evil spirit again, and while pounced on the evil spirit, Xuanwu's body was also shrinking rapidly, and as Xuanwu's body shrank, the speed at which he pounced on the evil spirit was also accelerating.

Obviously, Xuanwu paid the price of his body for this unparalleled speed.

"Poof"

Before the evil spirit could react, Xuanwu's claws had stabbed him in the heart accurately. Immediately, Xuanwu's snake-like tail quickly entwined, entangling him with himself.

"You evil spirit, come with me!"

Immediately, Xuanwu's body was covered in red light, and suddenly began to expand strangely, and Xuanwu actually wanted to explode himself.

"No, madman, you're all crazy!"

At this time, Chu Hong and the others had just escaped from the main hall, Chu Hong seemed to have a premonition of something, and looked back at Xuanwu.

"Boy, take care of my two apprentices!"

These were the last words Chu Hong heard, and they were also the last words left by the old man Xuanwu to Chu Hong.

A dazzling white light exploded with a bang, and Chu Hong and the others only had time to close their eyes, and then they felt that they were being pushed out by a huge force. And the entire Ice and Snow Hall was also reduced to necessity in this loud noise.

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Outside the window, the weeping willows shook their branches wantonly with the wind, and the summer cicadas also unscrupulously opened their throats and howled continuously.

It had been three days since Chu Hong and the others left the secret realm.

At this time, he was guarding next to Zhao Qingchan's boudoir, Zhao Qingchan was penetrated by Xuanwu at the last moment, although Xuanwu used his true yuan to protect Zhao Qingchan's heart in time. It was considered to have saved her sex, but the subsequent Xuanwu self-explosion almost killed all of them again, and Zhao Qingchan was almost shattered by this blow. Fortunately, Chu Hong fed her the Creation Pill refined from the Creation Lotus Seed in time to help her get through the dangerous period, but at this time she was still quite weak, and Zhao Qingchan had not woken up in the past three days. Chu Hong has been guarding her side regardless of her own injuries.

Not only Zhao Qingchan, in the face of the self-explosion of the pseudo-saint level, the people of Jiuyuan Mountain had no power to protect themselves at all. Fortunately, most of the power of Xuanwu's self-explosion was condensed at one point, and there was also the obstacle of the Ice and Snow Palace, so everyone was lucky enough to pick up a life.

Rao is like this, almost everyone is injured, but fortunately, they are still alive. The only regret is that in the end, the bones of the Oriental Patriarch were not found, let alone the lost "Jade Night Treasure Book".

Everyone escaped from the secret realm with difficulty, and then returned to the palace of Zhao with the help of the peak master of Yuque Peak and others.

Now everyone in the secret realm of Jiuyuan Mountain is recuperating in the palace of Zhao State. And the Dongfang Peak Lord and Elder Liu Feng joined forces with Qingyunmen to start blocking the Gouchen Secret Realm and presiding over the transformation of the Secret Realm.

"Lord, you better go and rest first! I will guard the princess here, your injuries will only get worse and worse if you keep dragging on like this. Zhao Qingchan's personal palace maid Zhao Juan didn't know when she came to the bed and softly comforted this Chu Hong.

"I'm fine, by the way, have Niu Gang and Fang Wei arrived in Kyoto?"

When Chu Hong heard that it was Zhao Juan, she shook her head and signaled that she was fine.

"Well, it's already here! I'm waiting outside!"

"Lord, what do you say you can do now! Your Majesty is gone, and several princes are also gone. The princess is now the only one left in this huge palace. ”

After all, Zhao Juan is just a fifteen-year-old girl, and when she mentioned this, she cried a little helplessly.

Zhao Guo was originally the land of four wars, and this secret realm incident directly led to the death of all the royal personnel, and Zhao Qingchan, the only one who survived, is now lying in bed unconscious. The future is bleak!

Chu Hong sat alone in a compartment on the top floor of the incense building, quietly watching the rain that kept flowing from the outer edge of the pavilion. The cigarette stick in his hand had already lost any temperature, but Chu Hong didn't notice it.

He kept thinking about what he had been through in the past ten years, from the first day of the snow all around. I only know that I keep walking aimlessly in the heavy snow, and I don't know if I will freeze to death in the snowfield; then I met Liu Laowan, and he wrapped him in a torn sheepskin and carried him back to the barracks; every day I held a broken sword, and wore a military uniform that was still much larger even if it was cut, and waited in the empty camp for the return of the pioneer camp; one veteran soldier died in battle, until that day Liu Laowan was also carried back.

He still remembered that day, even if Liu Laowan was dying, he had to let himself smoke that dry cigarette and hold his hand so hard; the first time he went to the battlefield, he held a spear that was two heads higher than himself, and followed those uncles and big brothers tremblingly; the first time he killed the enemy with the broken sword in his hand, the fear that the hot blood splashed on his face. Until he finally became the commander of the pioneer battalion, the captain, the centurion, and the thousand-commander.

The first time I practiced "The Song of the Great Wind", until the joy of the breakthrough of the Great Wind Song later; in the final battlefield, I faced Wan Yan Tuo, broke through the innate realm, and took revenge by killing Wan Yan Tuo who killed Liu Laowan; I got hungover in front of the grave of the six consecutive bags, crying bitterly until I fainted.

After returning to Beijing, he saw the holy lord and the marquis, returned to his hometown to look for his grandmother, and met Zhao Qingchan for the first time.

The joy of finding my grandmother, the grief of sending a letter for thousands of miles, the night talk in the imperial study, and the life-and-death struggle outside Handan。。。。。

And so on and so forth,

Scenes float through my mind like a picture scroll that keeps playing,

Now, everything has come to an end, and all the familiar people in memory have almost disappeared. Liu Laowan, grandmother, old emperor, general Luo Shihong, old man Xuanwu and so on.

Only Zhao Qingchan survived, but now she is unconscious, even if Chu Hong gave her the life-saving Creation Pill, she still has no signs of waking up.

There are too many stories in this land, and too many nostalgia makes it difficult for me to let go.

"Brother Chu, everything is ready! ”

Niu Gang came to the door, and the honest voice pulled Chu Hong's thoughts back from his memories to reality.

After all, he still has to leave, but Chu Hong knows that this place will eventually become a place that he will not be able to give up for the rest of his life.

There is also the Qinglong Tomb here, as well as her, and her own ten years!