... Of course, Chunyu Qing flew over obediently, and his palm was similar to Fan Qingxuan's palm print. It hit Yao Lao's protective wall from afar, causing ripples and ripples. Although his movements were similar, his temperament and power were not much worse.

As for Zhen Si, she flew out in her palace outfit and giggled with a giggling smile: "The leader of Nangong, Jinyao, asked me to watch the show? Or did I want me to help? If it was the former, I would like to watch a good show here. If it was the latter, I would forgive me for being unable to obey. The agreement between you and me does not include the clause that will eliminate Fan Qingxuan. Hey, Yuehan Palace, I can't afford to offend me."

Zhen Si's appearance that she clearly wanted to get a bargain and was ready to go but refused to do anything, made Nangong Wenyao very angry. But at this moment, Nangong Wenyao was helpless with her. There are still many things to rely on Zhen Si in the future.

"Hmph, since Zhen Fuzhi wants to continue watching the show, let's watch it." Although Nangong Wenyao was angry, he said confidently on the 1st: "According to the damage of Yaonuan's wall protection, it can be broken in less than half an hour. I don't believe that within just half an hour, Fan Qingxuan can untie the poison surname and restore the strength of the god-level. With that Yaonuan, Leng Yuewu, a saint-level strongman, plus the golden peak-level boss, how could he have a chance to win? What's more, this formation hub under Yaoque Pass is the territory of our Nangong family. I have already blocked all the key points here with heavy troops. None of them can escape now."

Having said that, Nangong's question kept scolding in private, "You Zhen Si, the poisonous widow." My Nangong Wenyao can see through your face. Since you are unkind, don't blame me for being unrighteous in the future. Sooner or later, I will make you surrender under my Nangong Wenyao's crotch and try the double-cultivation method inherited from the Wing Emperor. Tsk, this is still a treasure martial art you contributed.

Fortunately, Zhen Si does not know how to read the mind. If she learned about Nangong Wenyao's meaning, she would definitely laugh so hard that she would fall back and forth. Do you still want me to surrender to your crotch? The Wing Emperor Heart Sutra that I, Zhen Si, entered is the true inheritance. Yours are just broken chapters and are worthy of bullying the unsightly female encyclopedia. In this world, there is only one encyclopedia that can make me surrender to his crotch, and that is the lord of this palace Lei Qing.

Not to mention such a situation outside for now. After Fan Qingxuan was pulled and pulled by Lei Qing and rushed into the Great Wall of Desperate, she truly reacted. She shook off Lei Qing's hand in shame and angrily said: "What are you doing?"

"What are you doing? Save you, the great ice and snow goddess Fan Qingxuan." Lei Qing glared at her angrily and turned to Leng Yuewu who was coming up: "Wu'er, hurry up, hurry up. We must remove the poison surname in Fan Qingxuan's body as soon as possible, otherwise if they break it, I will be trouble."

Leng Yuewu also forced herself to suppress her joy and worries when she really saw Lei Qing, but now she had to sacrifice her life. Lei Qing's words were right. If she wanted to survive, she had to drive out the Poison Elder's surname. However, the Poison Elder's surname was so powerful that even a powerful divine-level powerhouse like her was helpless. With her own fighting spirit cultivation, I am afraid that it may not be possible to help the Supreme Elder?

But no matter what, I could only try it out with all my strength. When Leng Yuewu rolled up her sleeves, she showed off her beautiful white wrists, and was about to press Fan Qingxuan's back to help her drive away the poison, Lei Qing stared: "Wu'er, don't do anything randomly. I'll do it in the matter of healing poison. You can use your Yuehan magical skills to create some spiritual mist to block everyone's vision."

"?" There is no problem with Leng Yuewu when creating spiritual mists to block the sight. However, she was deeply suspicious of Lei Qing's ability to heal poison. On the side, she drove the ice fighting energy in her body, and a large amount of mist surged around her body, hoping to spread from all directions. Outside the three entrances, a closed space with cocoons was formed. On the side, she was confused: "Lei Qing, I have never heard of you. Are you still good at healing poison?"

"Hehe, have you forgotten?" Lei Qing teased with a sarcastic smile: "Who helped you treat it after the thief caused you to be poisoned?"

As soon as this was mentioned, Leng Yuewu suddenly turned red with shame. Thinking about this, she was like this, burying her virginity that she had been preserved for more than 30 years in his hands. From then on, it was difficult to get rid of the grudges and entanglements with this enemy.

But suddenly, he thought about something. His pretty face changed slightly: "Lei Qing, you can't use this method to help the Supreme Elder treat the disease? No, I won't be sure."

Fan Qingxuan felt a chill when she heard this. Although she didn't know what kind of treatment method Jun Jing was, Leng Yuewu was so nervous. But when she thought about it carefully, it wouldn't be a good thing.

"Yuewu, stop joking." Lei Qing looked sweaty: "I am only a young man in his early twenties. You asked me to do that thing with an old woman who has lived for hundreds of years to heal my wounds. I don't want to kill me."

"What?" Fan Qingxuan finally understood, and was so ashamed and angry that she couldn't help but tremble. It turned out that Yue Wu was like this bastard at the beginning. But what did he say?

What does it mean to be the kind of old woman who has lived for hundreds of years? She still dislikes herself so much? This made Fan Qingxuan both angry and annoyed. Although she is indeed old, she has long been extraordinary and has become a powerful god-level powerhouse. How can the powerful god-level powerhouse be measured by age?

Fan Qingxuan has lived for hundreds of years and has been worshipped and respected forever. In her life, the humiliation she suffered is not as good as now. And more of it is not from the enemy. But this bastard.

If it weren't for Leng Yuewu's sake, Fan Qingxuan wouldn't care if this guy was going to save her? She had been angry and tried her best to slap him into the nine springs. The only thing that surprised her was that this guy was only in his early twenties? When did such an amazing young talent emerge in the Pan-Continent? You know, Fan Qingxuan is also a top-notch qualification, but at the peak of her golden cultivation, she was already twenty-four years old.

As far as she knows, Leng Yuewu is similar to her. According to this method, is his qualifications better than himself and Yuewu?

"Lei Qing, don't be rude to the elder Yao." Leng Yuewu still had some understanding of Lei Qing's temper. This guy usually looked very slick. But once he really angered him, his temper was still very stubborn. His words were too ugly, which made Leng Yuewu blush and embarrassed.

"Okay, Wu'er, I'll give you a face. I won't care about her for now. She dares to wrongly accuse you of having an affair with the Demon Emperor." At this time, Lei Qing seemed to be a little resentful of that sentence on the 1st. Just kidding, that dead old woman dared to curse herself as a cuckold.

It turned out that this guy was angry about this kind of thing. Leng Yuewu couldn't help but put her pretty eyes on her and showed some strong queen aura: "Lei Qing, do you mind so much when you come in? Do you have no confidence in me or have no information about yourself? Stop talking nonsense, what can you do to treat it quickly."

When Leng Yuewu was angry at the sight, Lei Qing didn't dare to take Qiao anymore. His head shrank, he smiled twice, and made a bowl like a magic trick. He held the cold light sword and cut a sword on his wrist in distress. He shook his head and smiled bitterly and said, "There's no way, it's going to be bleeding again. I hope this poison can be easier to relieve."

"Lei Qing, what are you doing?" Leng Yuewu opened her eyes wide, covered her mouth, and whispered in surprise: "You, your blood..."

"Shh?" Lei Qing signaled them to say nothing, pointed to the blood in the bowl, and then pointed to Fan Qingxuan. He signaled her to drink.

Fan Qingxuan was once the lord of Yuehan Palace and was used to seeing bloody killings. However, she had never tried it in her life after drinking blood. What's more, she was pure and sanitary and obsessed with cleanliness. When she thought of that scene, she couldn't help but turn pale.

"Elder Fan, Lei Qing sometimes does get angry." Leng Yuewu knew that Lei Qing would never make meaningless jokes at such a critical moment. Therefore, she chose to believe it. Then she sent a message to Fan Qingxuan: "I believe he must have his reasons. Don't hesitate, drink quickly."

When Lei Qing saw her being rubbed, he rolled his eyes. However, there were still many things to come, and Fan Qingxuan, a god-level powerhouse, needed to go forward. In desperation, he had to signal to the two of them to silence. Then he began to secretly use the Dragon Transformation Art under their gaze.

Something strange but also amazing happened. A dragon tail grew behind Lei Qing's butt, and his hands and feet began to turn into dragon claws. Two dragon horns sprang out from his forehead. The whole thing looked dangerous and full of wild aura of overbearingness.

"The Qinglong Clan? Dragon Son?"

Although Leng Yuewu and Fan Qingxuan were mentally prepared, they couldn't help but be surprised after seeing Lei Qing become like this. They moaned in their hearts and looked at each other. Even Leng Yuewu didn't expect that Lei Qing had the blood of the Qinglong and was activated. No wonder, she was sneaking around just now, like a thief.

When Fan Qingxuan looked at Lei Qing's eyes again, she suddenly became much more friendly. It was not that she respected the Qinglong clan and looked down on it. In fact, the relationship between Yuehan Palace and the Qinglong clan was still very deep. Thinking about the beginning, the Qinglong clan was a descendant of the Wing Emperor's bloodline.
Chapter completed!