Because he fell to the ground from a high altitude, he was bleeding from all his orifices, and he would be stiff and bouncing from time to time.

Yu Nianyuan and Zhao Qingxiu looked sideways.

Xue Zhongzhu's eyes were cold and he stretched out his palm.

The snow-white little dragon on the palm seems to have just woken up, lazily raising its head.

It was attracted by the small purple mist dragon in Zhao Qingxiu's palm, and turned to look.

The little purple mist dragon also tilted its head to look at it.

Two small dragons, each in the palm of a hand, look at each other in the air.

The tall shadow of the candle in the snow slowly walks towards the snowy white sturgeon ahead.

At this time, someone grabbed her sleeve.

The candle in the snow looked back and saw that it was Yu Nianyuan.

But before she could look doubtful, she noticed that Yu Nianyuan's eyes jumped over her shoulder and looked behind her.

Xue Zhongzhu looked back and found that the Seventh Junior Sister Zhao Qingxiu had stepped forward at some unknown time, passed her, and came to the dying Snow White Sturgeon holding the purple dragon in her hand.

One step further, there is an abyss filled with evil dragons.

Xuezhongzhu looked confused at first, but when he saw Yu Nianyuan's gesture, he roughly understood something.

Watching the Seventh Junior Sister step forward with some silence.

Zhao Qingxiu replaced Xuezhongzhu.

Although at this moment, Xuezhongzhu couldn't figure out why the junior sister suddenly stepped forward to share her worries, and didn't know whether the junior sister was seeking meritorious service, Xuezhongzhu still pursed her lower lip and let her go.

Seventh Junior Sister also has dragons.

She has the qualifications.

Xuezhongzhu, who has been standing at the front all these years, looked slightly dazed and vaguely remembered the day when Master handed over the heavy burden before leaving. At that time, except for the second junior sister, the other junior sisters were all very young.

While the lady Yunmeng was lost in thought, Zhao Qingxiu had stopped and stood in front of the dying snow-white sturgeon.

She held the dragon's right palm and turned it over as if pouring water.

The little purple mist dragon reluctantly left the hostess who was surrounded by purple mist, and penetrated into the body of the snow white sturgeon like electricity.

At the same time, in the courtyard of Yinbingzhai, Zhao Qingxiu was standing at the table with her eyes closed. The small purple mist dragon in her right palm passed by and completely entered the bronze sword. It separated from her palm and crossed the sword body!

At this moment, in front of Mengyuan, a snow-white sturgeon suddenly became rigid.

Gradually the light of bronze material appeared.

Its flesh and blood seemed to have undergone some magical changes.

Zhao Qingxiu lowered his head and stared.

Xuezhongzhu was a little lost in thought.

Yu Nianyuan, the two double-haired ladies both stood with their hands raised, their postures serious, watching this scene.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred!

In the abyss in front of Zhao Qingxiu and Snow White Sturgeon, a purple-red evil dragon rose.

The purple-red evil dragon has two heads!

One head is old, has a white beard, and looks weak; the other head is in the prime of life, full of vitality, but has one eye blind, making it even more ferocious and ferocious.

The old dragon head looked timid and weak, and the remaining one eye of the mature dragon head was cold and cruel. The blind eye had a rusty sword stuck sideways, and it was unknown who it belonged to.

A purple-red evil dragon has two faces, which is strange and terrifying.

Its body seemed to be dominated by the mature dragon head, while the old dragon head bent its head and body and followed reluctantly; the moment it broke away from the whirlpool of similar killings and rushed out of the abyss, it immediately rushed towards the purple mist.

The lingering Zhao Qingxiu.

The vertical eyes of the prime-year dragon head reflected the purple mist shadow of Zhao Qingxiu. The purple mist lingering around her outlined the monstrous desire of greed and gluttony deep in the vertical eyes.

This sudden scene shocked the whole audience!

Xuezhongzhu instantly appeared in front of Zhao Qingxiu, blocked the head of the adult dragon, used the small snow-white dragon as a sword, and cut off the one-eyed dragon's head with a thunderous sword... Her shadow became much lighter, as if she had spent a lot of money.

But the next moment, the timid old dragon head, who had been reluctant to follow, suddenly took the opportunity to bypass the candle in the snow, a cunning look flashed in his muddy old eyes.

It quickly rushed to Zhao Qingxiu's side, ignoring the snow-white sturgeon possessed by the purple dragon on the ground, and swallowed the little female monarch's shadow lingering in the delicious purple mist.

Zhu Zhongzhu was shocked and angry, and Yu Nianyuan and other female monarchs rushed forward.

The old dragon head who had killed his companion, after eating the most delicious food in the world, dived back into the abyss without looking back.

Xue Zhongzhu had no time to stop him and saw the old dragon about to slip away.

At this time.

"Tick-tock-!"

The sound of dripping liquid suddenly sounded in the ears of the girls.

Different from ordinary water droplets, it seems to be the dripping sound of extremely viscous blood.

At the top that no one saw, there was a small bronze sword hanging upside down. A drop of blood fell from the blood-embroidered sword tip and fell into the abyss.

then.

The old dragon paused in mid-air. His body began to age and turned into withered bones. The rest of his flesh and blood quickly peeled off and turned into a blood-colored light group, which rushed towards the small bronze sword above.

The abyss below is scrambling to wait for the return of the old dragon. The evil dragons competing for food have all aged into white bones. Bloody light groups are pouring towards the small bronze sword above.

The figure of the slender female figure in the purple mist that was swallowed by the old dragon fell down and was also "divided into two".

The purple mist was peeled off, turned into a ball, and sucked into the small bronze sword above the abyss, looking down at all living beings, seemingly emotionless... After absorbing the purple mist, the rust on the small bronze sword was slightly reduced, but no one noticed it at this moment.

In the midair, there was only a slender figure of the female monarch, which slowly floated down like a feather and was caught by the senior sisters.

Xue Zhongzhu suddenly raised his head, staring angrily at the small bronze sword.

The small bronze sword was motionless, like a dead object, and like an audience looking down at all living beings. Everything had nothing to do with it.

At a certain moment, Zhao Qingxiu heard many voices.

Obviously entering the Dream Abyss in the form of Mrs. Meng, no sound could be made, but she heard it in a daze.

She couldn't remember any of the frantic caring and anxious words from the senior sisters in her ears. The gentle voice she heard when she and Tanlang were tender when they separated not long ago kept ringing in her mind. One of the lines was also the one that made her laugh the most.

, vaguely echoing in my ears:

"Xiu Niang, wait for me, let's go to Luoyang together."

…

"What's wrong, Senior Brother? Are you feeling unwell?"

Xunyang Prince's Mansion, among the ruins of the inner residence.

After Xie Lingjiang finished speaking the words left by the old Heavenly Master, he noticed that something was wrong with his senior brother's face.

Ouyang Rong lowered his head and said nothing, frowning and thinking about something.

"Big bowl...small bowl...excess blessings..." He murmured in his mouth.

After Xie Lingjiang finished speaking, he shook his head in confusion:

"I don't know why Heavenly Master said this, but he is just exaggerating that you are a person with profound blessings, senior brother. He is just asking people around you to pay attention, for fear that they will not be able to catch the good fortune you reveal... Could it be that you only want to earn money?"

Xie Lingjiang blinked: "Fortunately, I don't want to be an official, and I don't want money from senior brother."

Ouyang Rong raised his head and glanced at his junior sister, looking at it carefully, feeling a little dazed.

"Eldest Brother, what are you looking at me for?"

Ouyang Rong suddenly said:

"Come on, let's evacuate first and go to Pei Shisanniang's place to meet up with the embroiderer and aunt. Then we leave the city. Go and urge the prince. Don't delay."

"oh oh."

Xie Lingjiang turned around quickly, preparing to rush Li Xian and others, but found that her senior brother was faster than her, and walked straight past her to the outside of the palace.

As if he didn't wait for them anymore, his back was hurried.
Chapter completed!