Chapter 477

Elder Wei saw Yan Qingyang's painful expression and quickly asked him to stop.

Burning day teeth clench, eyes flash crazy light, he did not listen to elder Wei's words, hand slightly down.

Yan Qingyang's head is more and more black. At the same time, her mouth exudes blood and her eyes close slightly.

"Stop it, your highness. She can't hold it! Why are you in such a hurry? You can wait any longer! " Elder Wei turns around in a hurry, but he doesn't dare to disturb the burning night, so he has to persuade him.

"No!" After a long time, a word came out of his mouth. He slowed down, gritted his teeth and said, "today I must break through the seventh level of blood sucking magic skill! I can't wait any longer! "

"But you're going to kill her!" Mr. Wei's beard curled up and his face was sweating.

"Dad, she died when she died. What do you love about her?" Wei Ling saw Yan Qingyang's embarrassed appearance, his mouth turned, and his eyes flashed the light of schadenfreude.

"I don't care for her. I hope your highness doesn't worry. Who will your highness use when she dies? After the eighth level of blood sucking magic skill, it's more difficult to cultivate. After the eighth level of demon master, it's hard for him to improve his skill for a hundred years. His highness can only use it slowly with her Elder Wei said with a sigh.

He turned to burn the sky and said, "Your Highness!"

Burning day's face is gloomy, and his eyes are more crazy. He stares at Yan Qingyang tightly, wrists his brows, and continues to use his right hand. Yan Qingyang's head is much less black.

Now, Yan Qingyang is very painful. She feels that she has become an empty shell immediately, and the aura in her body has disappeared.

She was afraid that burning heaven would really destroy her, her meridians and her spiritual roots.

She wanted to cry, but there was no voice in her voice. Her teeth were clenching her lips, and her limbs were aching.

If she had known this, she would have stepped up. Even if she had collected the elixir one day earlier, she would have got yunlele's antidote one day earlier. She would not have been so passive. Now, she can't speak, she can't move, she can only wait to die!

Yan Qingyang's fingers tightly clasped his sleeve, opened his eyes and swept towards the hall.

In the hall, there are only ferocious burning sky, impatient Wei Changlao and gloating Wei Ling.

No one can ask for help.

Yan Qingyang sighed. Suddenly, she felt the pain intensified. It turned out that the burning sky's left hand suddenly buckled her pulse.

Yan Qingyang has been painfully numb.

There were also wisps of black air coming out of her pulse gate. Yan Qingyang's mouth suddenly gushed a big stream of blood, and her ears and eyes also exuded a little blood.

No one noticed that a white light flashed out of her sleeve.

"Stop it, your highness! She's going to die Elder Wei gave a cry. Half way through, his voice weakened. He shook his head, sighed and murmured, "Oh, it's late!"

Suddenly, with a bang, the door of the hall was kicked open. Burning night led elder Xuan and his twelve swordsmen to rush in.

"Burning sky, what are you doing here secretly?" The burning night gave a cry.

After the last breath, he raised his hand and looked annoyed.

After such a long time, he still did not break through the seventh level of blood sucking magic skill. He thought it was only the last point, but he was not satisfied with it.

Yan Qingyang's body fell to the ground, her eyes closed, her face pale, her eyes and ears, and the blood from her mouth were very eye-catching.

Burning night's face changed, his hand tightly clenched up, subconsciously will go to see, however, he was born to hold back the pace, just a pause, and then squint, continue to come.

In fact, when he heard the news, he came here feeling bad. Unexpectedly, he was still a little late.

Burning the night like a drum, he is very tangled. On the one hand, he wants to know about Yan Qingyang, on the other hand, he is afraid to expose his concern for Yan Qingyang.

Burning day chagrined waved his hand, looked at burning night, impatiently asked: "burning night, I didn't ask you to come, and, what about the people outside?"

Burning night strides over. When he comes to Yan Qingyang's side, he still can't help looking at it. He tries to hold back his anger, goes over and says to burning day: "ha ha, brother, I'm worried about your safety because I haven't seen you for such a long time, so I burst in!"

"Oh?" Burning day squints his eyes, looks at burning night, glances at Yan Qingyang on the ground, smiles and says, "are you worried about me or others?"

"You, of course!" Burning night said, his hand tightly clenched, anxious, eager to immediately go up to check Yan Qingyang's injury.

As soon as the fire day waved, Wei Ling walked over. She squatted down to look at Yan Qingyang and explored her pulse. Her face changed and she said, "Your Highness, she's dead!"

"What?" Burning night Huo's turn, he can't help it any more, quickly walked past, explored Yan Qingyang's breath.

Then, he shook her hand again. He felt that Yan Qingyang's body was getting weaker and weaker, and the aura in her body was gone, just like an empty body. Her hand was soft, and there was no strength, and her vitality was passing by. Not dead, but dying! Burning night no longer care about other, he quickly took out a bottle of pills, all poured out, match to Yan Qingyang's mouth. Then he picked up Yan Qingyang and walked out of the hall. He is very regretful now. He knew this earlier. When Yan Qingyang arrived at the burning sky, he tried to take her back. In this way, she would not suffer so much and would not lose her life“ Stop "Burning night, that's my sword servant!" he said“ Who said it was yours? " Burning day slowly turned around, "she is clearly my sword servant, is you snatch, before I don't care, now, I want to go back!" Burning night holding Yan Qingyang, feel her condition improved, in the heart finally relieved some, however, his anger or a silk rose up. Burning day surprised looking at burning night, squint eyes, he is very strange, how suddenly, burning night to Yan Qingyang so care? Anyway, since it's burning night that cares, he won't let it“ Hehe, burning night, your sword servant director Qingrao has expelled her, don't you know? " Huotian asked with great interest“ Qingrao doesn't represent me! I've never banished ginger! " Burning night said firmly. Qingrao stood aside and tried to stop her several times, but the momentum of burning the night was so strong that she hesitated for a long time“ Oh, you mean to rob people from me? " With a cold smile, he didn't make a breakthrough just now. He was in a bad mood. Then he waved his hand and said, "have you decided to fight against me?" Burning night looked down at Yan Qingyang, saw Yan Qingyang pale as snow, weak breath, can not help but more regret, he raised his head, fixed to look at the burning day, cold spit out two words: "yes!"