Do not mess with the concubine: God of War Lord please accept

Chapter 4308 harvest (twelve)
I hope that I didn't ask for soul power from here, and return it when I left.

The continuous heavy impact was not in vain.

There are some signs of loosening in the formation.

Eh?
Before she came in, Ning Zhao wanted to learn the idea of ​​constructing soul eyes. This kind of large formation has dual functions of storage and refining, but for her, what she needs most is storage. The effect can only be better.

The array eyes flashing past in front of the eyes are overwhelming, and after a few times, they are simply dazzled. Unlike ordinary array eyes, the soul eye array eyes are not only more in number, but also constantly changing positions.

Damn!

I'm afraid I can't remember it.

"Xiao Zhao'er, now is the time!" Qingluan shouted excitedly, she suddenly discovered the gap.

Turning into a streamer, it rushed out of the soul eyes with lightning speed.

Looking at the soul eye at this time, it is no longer as bright as it was when I came here, it is extremely dim.

"I don't know what year and month it will be when the soul eye will recover again."

I'm a bit reluctant to part with this place.

After all, after staying for three years, it's hard to just forget it.

Looking up, you can find the familiar mountain top, and then you come to your senses, the ancestor Qingshi is probably still waiting.

Ning Zhao speeded up again. For three years, I don't know if Patriarch Qingshi can still persist.

Clenching your palms tightly, you can feel the sweat, it should come out earlier.

Stepping into the range of the mountaintop again is a different feeling.

The scenery here has not changed at all, just like the original appearance, it looks so familiar.

"Patriarch Qingshi?" Ning Zhao tried to call out.

I wonder why I don't see Patriarch Qingshi's people.

I searched in a big circle, but there was no movement.

boom--

Suddenly, a huge explosion sounded nearby, and the broken rocks flew around.

In the dust, the Qingshi Patriarch suddenly appeared.

"I don't have much time left. To be able to see the younger generation of my family is not in vain for so many years of waiting. This scroll, you keep it, is the method of soul eye formation that I have spent thousands of years thinking about, junior, I hope you can lead the Qing family to a higher height, so that we seniors can also smile in Jiuquan."

"Ancestor..."

The moment he grabbed the scroll, Ning Zhao only felt a powerful force that lifted her body and sent her in the direction that came in very quickly, and she couldn't help shouting.

I will never see Patriarch Qingshi again, and that quick glance just now became the last farewell.

It was Qingshi Patriarch who used his life to send her out of this place.

Right now, there are stepped platforms built up layer by layer. It can be clearly seen that the strong people on each platform are looking forward to their faces. Maybe they also want to leave this ghost place extremely.

Being imprisoned in this place and becoming puppets, their thoughts are only thoughts after all, and even they themselves will not deliberately fight for it.

Time made them feel their fate. In that life, even death was difficult.

Unknowingly, tears flowed from Ning Zhao's eyes. Even in this kind of place, you can meet the seniors of the Qing family, which is enough to show how powerful the Qing family was in the past.

All she can do is to do her best to lead the Qing family to become stronger, so as to comfort the ancestors.

Looking down at the scroll in her hand again, she bit her lip, suppressing tears, and her gaze became more determined as she looked forward.

Strong, must become stronger!

Not for herself, there are countless people on the mainland waiting for her to go back.

Yaojia, this life will never be shared with each other!
"what--"

(End of this chapter)