Chapter 1976

Ye QingHan left, but the villagers of the evil ghost village stared at Xia Jiulong with an angry face. If they were not afraid of his strength, they would have tied him up.

"Crown prince of Kowloon, you beat our village like this. Should you give us an explanation?" a dignified old man stepped out of the crowd with strong prestige. He is estimated to be comparable with ye QingHan's peak combat power. He is definitely a master in the upper environment.

Xia Jiulong glanced at the old man coldly and said in a stuffy voice, "the emperor will compensate you ten times! But it will take some time."

The villager of the evil ghost village is a notorious evil, but he doesn't dare to be evil at the moment. Everyone in the world doesn't know Xia Jiulong's temper. He will repay his vengeance. It really annoys him. He can kill the whole village and make enemies with the war clan at most.

The evil ghost village head took a deep breath and whispered, "we ordinary people don't dare to take more of the prince's money. Just make compensation. I'll give you another pill. Although you can't recover all your injuries, you can recover at least about 30%."

The evil ghost village is humble and does not ask Xia Jiulong to be grateful. Just ask him not to anger the evil ghost village.

The corner of Xia Jiulong's mouth raised, and a wicked smile made people creepy, but he didn't go to pick up the pill, but looked to the southeast, and several figures galloped into meteor flames.

After a incense stick, xuanxiu and others chased here. They were almost exhausted and their divine power was hollowed out.

"Your Highness, please punish me for coming late!"

Xuanxiu and the three blood guards knelt on one knee and said in a deep voice.

Xia Jiulong looked gloomy, stared at xuanxiu and asked coldly, "why is ye QingHan still alive? He has a small middle level. The cross formula and Zongyun have no shadow, but he has reached the Xiaocheng level. Why can't so many of you kill him?"

"Damn you, my subordinates! Ye QingHan's strength... Exceeds the old slave's imagination. I despise the enemy too much. It's all my responsibility. Your highness, punish me!" xuanxiu knelt on his knees at this time and didn't dare to say anything more.

"Then why can even those crazy people go back alive? You give the emperor a reasonable explanation!" Xia Jiulong asked coldly.

"My subordinates know that ye QingHan is the spiritual pillar of the crazy sect. Once ye QingHan dies, the crazy sect will fall apart, and ye QingHan can't give the magic medicine to Lin Wutian, so the magic medicine must be in ye QingHan's hands. Therefore, my subordinates mobilized all the superior environments of the blood clothes guard to encircle ye QingHan. The people sent to encircle the crazy sect have surrounded the crazy sect experts, but the thousand handbuddha and Gong wusheng The two legendary soldiers rushed over with people. Our blood clothes guard thought it was the other party's reinforcements, so the three parties rushed to kill and made a mess. Crazy Zong rushed out of the encirclement, resulting in the failure of the mission. "Xuanxiu explained truthfully.

Xia Jiulong was angry and turned pale. After a long time, he calmed down and asked xuanxiu and other blood clothes guards for all the storage rings. He took millions of money from the storage ring and gave it to the evil ghost village head.

"Go back and take the girl back to the imperial city. If you can't do it, you can cut yourself. As for ye QingHan, I'll do it myself." Xia Jiulong said coldly.

Xia Jiulong said nothing. No one dared to refute, and xuanxiu dared not. Besides, Xia Jiulong was angry and didn't dare to say more, so he left quickly.

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Ye QingHan is now crossing mountains and rivers, seizing the air and walking away. He is getting faster and faster, and he is very anxious at the bottom of his heart.

Xia Jiulong has been so badly hurt. It is conceivable that Sanskrit's injury will happen if she is not found in time.

But the good news came. Countless birds and spirits swam away in the northwest and finally found the whereabouts of Sanskrit.

A powerful bird came from the sky. After communicating with the divine bird, the divine bird quickly said, "it's not far from here in the northwest wolf pass. It can be reached in three days at most."

Ye QingHan said no more and rushed to the Northwest with the birds.

All the way, fast as lightning, without sleep, two days later, ye QingHan appeared in a small town, Langguan town. The city walls were piled up with stones. It was praised that it was a town. At best, it was a poor big tribe.

Ye QingHan only knows that Sanskrit has entered Langguan Town, but he doesn't know her specific location. He can only look for it from the restaurant inn. However, there is only one large restaurant Inn in the whole town, so he goes straight to Langguan restaurant in the northwest.

In the restaurant, Sanskrit sound and the little beggar sat together. Their expressions were very serious, especially Sanskrit sound. There was no human color on the whole person's face. Their Qi and blood were depressed and almost disappeared. The most important thing was that the little beggar ran out of money. A big bet seemed to fail. They were quite unwilling in their eyes.

Sanskrit dare not reveal her identity, and even if she tells her identity without any evidence, who can believe her? Even if I believe it, I can't guarantee that no one will be evil and want to rob money and sex.

"Have you lost any money?" the Sanskrit voice asked in a deep voice.

The little beggar shook his head and whispered, "there are only three thousand wisps of money in total. They have all been used up these days."

Cough, cough

Sanskrit slightly coughed a few times, and the whole person was confused.

At this time, the waiter came over and said helplessly, "fairy, your money can only reach noon today. If you have no more money, you can only leave the inn."

Sanskrit thought for a moment and whispered, "can you discuss with your boss and let me stay for a few more days, and I will certainly pay you back a hundred times."

"The wolf rules, no credit, no one is exceptional, and the boy wants to remind you that those northwest wolves are still staring outside. If you leave, I'm afraid they will take advantage of others." the waiter whispered.

When the little beggar looked at the Sanskrit again, he already had hatred in his eyes, but it was very secret. Then he lowered his head.

Sanskrit didn't care about the little beggar's attitude, just wanted to survive, but there was no money, no pill, and the barren aura in the northwest really couldn't make her recover her energy. These days, she didn't get better, but it became more serious.

At this time, ye QingHan appeared behind her, gently hugged her waist and legs, and said with an evil smile, "beauty, it's so dangerous to be alone outside. Why don't I protect you and give you some pills?"

Sanskrit's whole body was tense and scared. He almost ran away. He turned his head and saw that it was ye QingHan. He was overjoyed, and the temperament of a little woman came naturally.

"You bastard! I'm dying, you're kidding..." Sanskrit gently hammered ye QingHan's chest, as if he had found support, his soul completely relaxed, and his tired soul was no longer tight.

"I'm here. No one can let the beautiful elder martial sister die. Don't worry." ye QingHan whispered to the beautiful Sanskrit.

"I need rest and pills. Pay the money for me and carry me upstairs." Brahmin said wearily.

"To order, don't say you need these things. Even if you need my body, I don't hesitate to give it to you. Do you need to pick up Yang and replenish yin?" ye QingHan picked up Sanskrit, and his face was full of erotic and swinging smiles.

"Smelly boy, the skin is itchy, isn't it?" Sanskrit didn't get angry at the moment. Instead, he felt very happy. This bastard came out at the critical time, otherwise he didn't know how to die.

Ye QingHan left the table with Sanskrit sound in his arms, leaving only the little beggar looking at ye QingHan with a bitter face, as if he had broken his big event.