Chapter 508

Mo Qingge fingers tightly curled up, cold eyes across a trace of determination, without the slightest fear.

In that case, she will do her best, but listen to the fate!

Crazy sand dancing, dust, powerful force, make the wind and cloud color, space is distorted a bit.

Bang bang——

The dark palm wind falls all over the world, as if it encircles Mo Qingge.

In that offensive, less than a millimetre away from Mo Qingge.

I thought it was the end of no bones.

Who knows, the violent palm wind was suddenly confined in the air, instantly resolved, dissipated into sand.

What's this?

Boom!

He Lianrong brocade has not stopped, was a frost strength reverse overturn out, fell to spit blood.

Mo Qingge fell to the ground, and saw the white clothes falling on her side.

"Uncle Huang!" Her eyes lit up as if she had seen a straw.

Uncle Huang is awake!

After he fell to the ground, he Lianrong brocade lost control even more, and his face was ferocious for several minutes. The dark dark Xuanli surged up again and attacked them.

"Go to hell!"

Mo Qingge stares big eyes: "Uncle Huang, be careful, he's coming again!"

He had just used Xuanli, and there was still blood on his lips. He half knelt on the ground, covered his chest with one hand, and gently lifted it with the other. The white Xuanli gathered his palm and met him.

Deep ink eyes, gloomy cold, not a trace of temperature.

Bang——

Then, Helian Rongjin was shackled in an instant.

The cold Xuanli wraps Rongjin around his body, imprisons his limbs, and penetrates into his body to suppress the evil force.

"Ah..."

He Lian Rong Jin's face is evil and ferocious, struggling hard, and the evil power in his body is still rising.

"Cough..."

Gu Mian Mo coughed violently for a few times. He was spitting blood, but his eyes were coagulated, which aggravated the strength between the phalanges.

"Uncle Huang!" Mo Qingge is worried and goes up to help him.

Frost Xuanli pours out suddenly. He forces Helian Rongjin to stay where he is and uses Xuanli to suppress evil.

Gradually, the black fog around Helian Rongjin began to dissipate, and his pupils gradually returned to the dark color. The whole person calmed down, as if he had taken off his strength and collapsed.

"Rong Jin!" Wu Yan catches Rong Jin's body, and then he realizes that the evil in his body is barely suppressed.

He Lian Rong Jin took off all his limbs and fell down. When his eyes turned black, he was unconscious.

Taking back Xuanli, Gu Mian's forehead was covered with cold sweat, and his channels were broken by his powerful power.

It's coming out against the blood.

The whole body became light and weak.

"Uncle Huang, are you ok?" Mo Qingge holds him and his eyes are full of tears.

Rong Jin devours countless resentment spirits and urges evil spirits. His strength just out of control is at least above the three-star God.

Uncle Huang's forced suppression with Xuanli's power is bound to lead to the destruction of spirits and poison, which will lead to many counter attacks.

"Song er..."

Gu Mian Mo raised her eyes and held her in a trembling phalanx. She was joyful, uneasy and complicated.

He held it tightly for fear that if he let go, the person in his arms would disappear.

He remembered all the memories before.

After thousands of years of tossing and turning, now, Ge'er is the greatest comfort to be around him without any damage.

He will never let go again.

For the rest of his life, whether it is a thousand years or ten thousand years, he will also protect his songs.

"Uncle Huang, what's the matter with you?" See his mood suddenly some excitement, Mo Qingge is flattered.

It's just a deep sleep for a while. How can he feel like he hasn't seen him for many years?

"Keke..." he spat out a lot of blood, but his long finger bone held her tightly, unwilling to let go.

"Uncle Huang, you..."

"Don't move." Gu mianmo's eyes closed slightly. "Ge'er, uncle Huang is OK. I just want to hold you for a while."

Mo Qingge was stunned, then he didn't move any more. He also held out his hand and gently hugged him, but he felt that his back was wet with blood.

"Uncle Huang, you are so cold." She worried, "let go first, let's leave this place first, OK?"

For a long time, he reluctantly released his hand. His haggard face was already pale without a trace of blood.

"Geer, why are you hurt?" Gu felt distressed and wiped the bloodstain on the corner of her lips. He blamed himself suddenly.

If he had woken up earlier, singer would not have been hurt.

"Nothing serious." Mo Qingge didn't care. He helped him up carefully.

Ear, came a dull hum.

"No nightmare, lead the way." Mo Qingge holds his light body and speaks eagerly.

Uncle Huang is seriously injured. Rong Jin doesn't know what the situation is. They have to leave this ghost place immediately.

"Good."

Wu Yan also worried about Rong Jin's safety, so he took the road ahead without delay.

"Wait a minute." All of a sudden, Gu Mian's eyes fell on the unconscious Huan Yu on the ground.

Mo Qingge noticed his eyes and said, "I'll kill this gun!"

"No, song." Gu Mian's ink gently brushes his sleeve and brings the magic feather into the space.

It's boring to kill him directly. It's better to take him back. Maybe it's useful.

Although I don't know why he wants to catch magic feather, Mo Qingge doesn't ask much, and follows Wu Yan without saying a word.

The resentment spirits in the ghost hall have been absorbed by Rong Jin, and the two house owners of the demon clan have solved it. Therefore, they quickly find the exit of the ghost hall.

Before leaving, Mo Qingge sprinkled some spirit liquid in the ruins as a mark.

After going out from the ghost hall, the sky finally recovered to blue, and even the air became much fresher.

Go back to Qiyun hall first!

Mo Qingge breathed a sigh of relief, drew a path to transmit the mysterious array, and went directly back to the Qiyun hall.

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Qiyun hall, Qingcheng Pavilion.

Back to Qingcheng Pavilion, Gu Mian Mo is also unconscious. When Mo Liang sees that the people on the couch are covered with blood, he is frightened again.

"Demon, demon queen, the imperial palace of dongyeguo, did you go to many strong men?" Mo Liang asked uneasily.

How come everyone got hurt?

She gently shook her head: "we haven't been to the East night country, we fell into another ghost place, only now come out."

"What?" He was shocked, "so... You didn't go to the palace of dongyeguo?"

"I told you, we just came out of that place." Mo Qingge is really helpless.

"It's over, it's over." Mo Liang began to worry, "I only sent 30000 reinforcements in the past. There were not many troops stationed in the palace, but many zombies were recruited because of poisonous ghosts. Maybe they were all occupied!"

He thought that his majesty and the demon queen had gone to the palace, but they didn't arrive at all.

Mo Qingge took a look at the people on the couch. With a worried look, he gradually recovered his calm and said, "Mo Liang, take care of your majesty. I'm going to the palace now. I hope it's still time."