Dig up the Emperor's treasure at the beginning

Chapter 145 Who am I?where am I?
"Hold on tight." Qin Yi reminded Li Xianxian by hugging her waist tightly.

"Hmm..." Li Xianxian lowered his head, his voice was very soft.

Although she was well-clothed and well-fed since she was a child, she grew up under the care of her elders and relatives, and she has long been used to the feeling of being pampered.

But Qin Yi and those elders gave her a different feeling.

Although Qin Yi doesn't seem to be an active person, most of them are casual care, and there is no excessive intimacy, but every time Qin Yi's insignificant concern makes Li Xianxian secretly happy.

She also cherishes the beauty of the moment.

Let the waterfall-like blue hair be blown by the breeze, scattered on Qin Yi's chest, Li Xianxian tightly wrapped his arms around Qin Yi's waist, and buried his head in his arms.

She knew that as long as Qin Yi stepped forward, this hard-won beauty would disappear in an instant.

She is a very delicate person, and she also has her pride. In the past, she would never allow her hair to be so messy, covering her delicate face.

But she was also afraid that the act of fiddled with her hair would miss this tenderness, so Li Xianxian could only let the strands of hair fall on her face.

Sometimes, she hoped that Qin Yi's cultivation would not be so perverted.

Tens of millions of miles were covered in three hundred steps, and the intimate time alone was only a few breaths.

How much she thought, God could give them a little more time alone.

"Your hair is messed up." Nephrite fell into his arms, and Qin Yi felt that Li Xianxian's mood seemed a little depressed, so he gently brushed her hair behind her ears with his fingers, and stroked her soft hair, "What's the matter, Are you in a bad mood?"

This kind of behavior made Li Xianxian shrink her head subconsciously, a little dodging, as if she didn't quite believe that Qin Yi would help her tidy her hair.

With her eyes slightly closed, her long eyelashes flickering, a hint of rosy glow appeared on her delicate and flawless face.

Qin Yi stepped forward slightly, leaned close to Li Xianxian, and looked at her perfect face from a close distance.

Seeing Li Xianxian's shy and expectant look, Qin Yi suddenly smiled knowingly, hugged Li Xianxian tightly, "Let's go."

As soon as the voice fell, Qin Yi took a step and came to the city gate in an instant.

At this moment in the capital city, corpses are strewn all over the field, and the blood energy soaring to the sky pervades the entire Qingzong Kingdom, making Qin Yi frown.

"Brother Yi, are we late?" Li Xianxian's eyes were slightly red, thinking that such a kind-hearted person as Lan Ling'e died under the magic army, he felt guilty all of a sudden.

"No." With Li Xianxian, Qin Yi walked straight forward, but was stopped by the warriors of Qingzong Kingdom.

Although the warrior was carrying a mutilated corpse on his back, with tears streaming from the corners of his eyes, he still performed his duties and questioned Qin Yi, "Who are you and why are you here! Tell me!"

His voice was hoarse, a little choked, and there was a hint of vigilance on his tired face. Coupled with his empty hands, the words he said lacked any authority.

"Are you Lu Yuan's heir?" Qin Yi's eyes were fixed, and he didn't blame him for his rudeness.

The reason why Qingzong Country suffered such an innocent disaster, in the final analysis, was also because Lan Ling'e could not leave Qingzong Country.

Otherwise, they should have abandoned the city and fled. How could Qin Yi have the heart to blame them for these people who could do this for Lan Ling'e.

Although the martial artist in front of him was dressed in tatters and bloodstains, it could be seen from the clothes inside that he should be a member of the royal family.

In addition, his appearance is somewhat similar to Lu Yuan, which is why Qin Yi guessed so.

A royal prince has come out to clean up the battlefield. One can imagine how tragic this battle was.

The corpse on his back may be his elder sister or younger sister. The corpse was pierced with more than a dozen wounds, bleeding profusely, obviously dead.

In such a situation, he can put down his identity in person and go home with his sister on his back. Obviously, he is a person who values ​​affection.

Qin Yi's spiritual sense could detect that Lan Ling'e was staying quietly in the imperial city, and at this moment, he was using the imperial-level spirit pendant he left behind to treat the wounded.

With a trace of anxiety on her clear face, she kept walking, urging Lingyuan to heal the injured.

She is still breathtakingly beautiful, except for a little tired face, this war did not bring her any damage.

Qingzong Kingdom fulfilled their duties and defended Lan Ling'e with the lives of thousands of people. Qin Yi had no position to blame these bloody fighters.

After hearing Qin Yi's words, Lu Xuan calmed down from his sadness, and carefully looked at Qin Yi and the two.

The more they looked at it, the more frightened they became, because Lu Yuan once showed them Qin Yi's portrait, so Lu Xuan immediately recognized him.

"Plop" sound.

Lu Xuan knelt down, "Lu Xuan pays homage to His Holiness."

"This is my sister Lu Yan, hurry up, Yan'er kneel down, I've seen—" Lu Xuan habitually introduced his younger sister Lu Yan, turned around to look at the corpse behind him, and froze there for a while.

"What happened?"

"My lord? Who's coming?"

"Could it be Venerable Feng?"

When Lu Xuan knelt in front of Qin Yi, he immediately attracted the attention of the warriors cleaning the battlefield nearby.

"Your Highness, it is Your Highness who is back!"

"Your Highness, it's really Your Highness."

"I'm saved, Your Highness is back, Mr. Lei is saved! Bring Mr. Lei here!" The first time Jing Donglai saw Qin Yi, he anxiously ordered his disciples to carry a seriously injured old man up. come over.

"Your Highness, please save Lei Lao for the sake of protecting the mistress to the death!" Jing Donglai didn't salute Qin Yi for the first time, but kept looking at Qin Yi expectantly.

"Your Highness...Lei Qianshan...See you..."

"Mr. Lei, don't be too polite." Qin Yi saw that although Lei Qianshan was breathing heavily, his face was pale, and the wound on his waist was still bleeding, he was still trembling and wanted to get off the stretcher and greet him, so he jumped out immediately. The sound stopped him.

"Jing Donglai, sort out the soldiers who were seriously injured and died within an hour of this battle, and put them together."

The moment Qin Yi gave the order, [-] rays of light from Amaterasu came.

In an instant, Lei Qianshan was illuminated by the light of Amaterasu in front of him, and the wound healed at a speed that was hard to see with the naked eye.

His face quickly changed from pale to rosy, and his tired look was swept away.

And Lu Yan who was behind Lu Xuan also recovered from the moment he was illuminated by the light of Amaterasu.

At the same time, the entire city gate was illuminated by a brilliant golden light, and countless soldiers of the Qingzong Kingdom got up from the blood-stained ground one after another, their faces very dazed.

"Who am I? Where am I? Am I dead? What am I going to do?"

The entire city gate was filled with such voices.

(End of this chapter)