Fairy, Please Take Care of Yourself

Qin Yizai's position is very interesting.

Meng Qingying leaned on the ruins, but also had no strength. Qin Yizhan fell, and her head just hit her leg, but he didn't knock directly on the pile of rocks.

His head was comfortable, Meng Qingying snorted, and was hurt badly.

"What pig head are you so hard!"

Qin Yi's eyes moved, she glanced at her, but did not respond.

Actually, I didn't even have the strength to speak. It was hard to move my fingers.

Tassel told him long ago that he could use himself to dispose of it once with the Sword of the Demon Sword. I did n’t know how to do this without firsthand experience.

Qin Xin Yu Huiyang, it is still too reluctant, it is good to use no life to change ... or gentle painting like the sister ... Unfortunately, that is not a magic weapon, after using these two times, the painting is also useless.

Therefore, it is impossible to have a young monk in the early days of the Feng Dynasty who took the treasure of the ancestors and abused people everywhere. The gap was too big to control.

This is not important. After all, the magic weapon is its own. This is only a serious overdraft and not a back-bite injury. If you can take a good rest, it is easy to recover.

What's really important is that Meng Qingying's injury was not so serious that he could not move his fingers, at least she could still speak.

So Meng Qingying can kill him at this moment.

This is not the original encounter with Minghe, this witch is the enemy ... she always wanted to kill him. Is this the best opportunity?

The air was quiet for a while.

Meng Qingying looked at Qin Yi, who was resting on his leg, and said nothing.

Qin Yi did not speak, and she was ready to let Tassel suddenly attack the soul.

Meng Qingying suddenly said: "Why did you fight to save me?"

Qin Yi: "?"

Save Mao, what he wants is to cooperate with Meng Qingying's sneak attack to kill Guanyue, God knows that she is escaping!

Meng Qingying said again, "Are you afraid ... are your colleagues coming down to kill you?"

Qin Yi's throat moved and he could barely speak after resting for a while: "He didn't dare."

Afraid that he might as well be afraid of you ...

"Um ... he didn't dare, and he was going back to God's thoughts by Ju Yunyu. He would die very badly. Huiyang would chase him down. "Meng Qingying smiled:" But he can let the emperor send someone to kill you, and a team of soldiers will come casually. You and I will all die now. "

Qin Yi stopped talking.

Meng Qingying's judgment is likely to become a reality. The kind of ambush and imaginary jump back in the treasure house was originally written by Zheng Yunyi. He did not dare to kill himself, but he could easily kill with a knife.

Meng Qingying whispered: "Actually ... I can protect you at this moment, but it is worthy of your salvation. From then on, you and I have resentment and we do not owe each other."

With the words, a French seal had been formed on her hand.

Like a kite, the Dragon of Fortune suspended in the sky has suddenly lost control and suddenly screams.

She is trying to recall this dragon to protect herself and Qin Yi.

There is no need to control the puppet, as long as the dragon is in front of them, no one can move them, and it is not difficult to drag them to restore some combat power.

Originally, Meng Qingying could take the dragon away, which was really to protect him and not to be inhumane.

But at this moment, Meng Qingying's look changed greatly, and he spit out another blood, which caused Qin Yi to have a stomach.

Qin Yi was surprised: "What's wrong?"

"Someone is counter-controlling my dragon!" Meng Qingying replied, "Zheng Yunyi attacked me for this!"

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When watching the silence emerge from the ruins, at first glance, Zheng Yunyi was standing on the unspoiled column on the high platform, looking down at the sky with his hands.

Seeing him coming out, Zheng Yunyi snorted: "Jin Dan is broken ... you will be dead if no one saves you. The power of Tengyun's six-layer power is so much worse than yours ... Meng Qing The film is still wounded, it is unimaginable. "

Watching silence looks like golden paper, and the old-fashioned old man walks past it: "Help me."

"How can I help you?"

"I know that your medical doctor has a medicine, elixir, give me a capsule of Yuandan ..."

"Protecting Yuandan can only barely save your life. You cannot recover your practice. It is good to be able to recover to Fengchu ..."

"If you survive, you will repay yourself when you return to the temple."

"Then you pay back now."

Guan Ji hadn't responded yet, and saw Zheng Yunyi reach out and grab it. He took Guan Ji into the palm of his hand out of thin air, and then waved and flung it directly to the dragon of luck in the air.

Guan Jing immediately realized what he wanted to do, screaming sternly: "Zheng Yunyi, you must not die ..."

The words did not fall, Zheng Yunyi's hand had thrown a ray of light, shrouded in the dragon of luck.

The dragon trembled a bit and automatically counterattacked. A strange starburst flashed, and Guan Ji had been divided into corpses.

"The manifestation of the power of luck is backwashing ..." Zheng Yunyi whispered to himself: "It is really a terrible thing, even this monk who once reached the Tengyun level cannot bear the luck, was crushed into this ..."

That's right, what he wants is the power of fortune watching Zeng Tengyun, not the body that is about to die.

From the beginning, his calculation was to make both sides lose.

Tengyun's luck counteracted the first wave of sharpest backlashes. The next backlashes have been softened a lot, within his controllable range.

Medical astrology, they would have played this luck. But his usage is different from that of Meng Qingying's refining gas transportation. He can't control the dragon of gas transportation. He wants to absorb the gas transportation.

Under normal circumstances, the country's mountains and rivers cannot be captured and cannot be absorbed, but now there is exactly a witch solidifying it, so when will this peach be picked?

At first, at least half of the battle with Qin Yi was lost to luck. Zheng Yunyi tried to kill Qin Yi with a knife, and at the same time realized the importance of luck, which were two major reasons for his coming.

Zheng Yunyi's five fingers were stretched, and there seemed to be some suction in the palm of his hand. A bit of starlight appeared on the virtual dragon, dipped into his palm little by little, and got into his body.

At this time, Meng Qingying's branding summoned and conveyed, the virtual dragon was rising from the sky, and almost broke away from his absorption. Zheng Yunyi sank, throwing a tortoise shell, blocking it in front of Xulong.

Hexagram: Lu Xing, Jian Bingzhi.

Meng Qingying's call was like hitting an ice wall, and the last thought that finally condensed was rolled back.

At the same time, shouting came from outside Qianlongguan, and soldiers and horses came into view to catch the demon.

Zheng Yunyi smiled slightly.

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If Meng Qingying's qi went down obliquely, this last thought backwash really put her in despair.

The body has poisonous raging, has not been resolved, has been reluctantly resisted and has not been able to recover; and the operation with injuries has used a big move that he can not bear, and back bite the serious injury; the last point of mental communication is 傀儡, forcibly cut off, turned back This mental injury was more serious than the physical injury, and she was almost fainted on the spot, she just supported it with a little perseverance.

There was a human voice in the distance, and soldiers and horses came, everything seemed like the end.

"Qin Yi, I did not expect that I would die with you." Meng Qingying grinned abruptly: "Maybe I can't do anything about it, I shouldn't have used the luck dragon's idea, when this happened."

Qin Yishen whispered: "You just gave up? This is not like Meng Qingying I know ~ www.readwn.com ~ Meng Qingying whispered:" I have no energy, I can't do it at all. "

"What's the situation between you and this dragon?" Qin Yi asked, "It should have been under your control, what's the difference in the last step?"

"The poor bridge of the soul is now at best a pet domesticated by me, not a puppet with the same spirit. I originally wanted to take it away, seek ground for cultivation, and long-term sacrifice, in order to truly become my puppet, But it's impossible now ... "

"Bridge of Souls ... Can this construction only be water-milled for a long time?"

"Of course there are shortcuts ... if there is a treasure, directly pierce the nether, connect the gods and ghosts, and point at that point of true spirit, you can set up the bridge of soul and achieve the true dragon ..." Meng Qingying shook his head and said: "Do n’t Think about it, such a thing as Devil May Cry Jade cannot be found. "

Before the words fell, I saw Qin Yi stroking a black jade and sent it to her: "Is this it?"

Meng Qingying's eyes widened, and without knowing where the strength came from, he sat up sharply.