At the moment of closing her eyes, her voice sounded in her ear: Mo ye, live well, wait for me Wait for me
"Shigong!"
Qi Baihe and they came to his side and helped him up. When he saw the round bamboo and ring he was holding in his hand, his heart was throbbing.
"Oh Younger martial brother, how about Shigong? How about Shigong? " Song Tianyou cried and asked, and saw a light flash out of the gourd, white round big white fell out.
"Big white?" Why do you cry in Tianyou's arms? Aren't you in the master's space? "
Dabai looks at them, and then looks at the comatose Mo Ye. Finally, he says, "I don't know. I only know that the contract between me and the master has been untied."
People look around, want to see the familiar blue figure, but when they look for a circle, it is still nothing to see.
"Master, she, she..." Niu Dali flushed his eyes and wiped a handful of tears. The master died, but they didn't want to say the dead word. They hoped that the master was still alive, but they didn't know where he was.
Just, is it possible? They saw her die with their own eyes. Could she still be alive?
"Shigong's condition is not very good. His breath is disordered, his mind is lost and he vomites blood. We must send him back quickly." Qi Baihe said, looking at his younger martial brothers with sad expressions, he said: "cheer up. This is not the time to be sad. When we go back, we have to work together with others to level the chaotic atmosphere in Shigong's body. This is what the master wants to see."
Listening to this, people wiped a face, red eyes, voice choked way: "we know, go, hurry to send Shigong back for treatment."
They pick up Mo ye, put away the things left by Downing, and quickly go back.
However, the people who watched the scene from a distance did not recover until after a long time. When they calmed down, they only knew that those people had left
Zhuo Shou's tie man quickly rushed back to see if there was anything he could help, while the people of other tribes were listening. Who was the dead man?
Qi's team also watched from a distance, and they saw the scene in their eyes. The two members of the team looked at each other for a long time and murmured, "the Tangshi, dead?"
"Dead, he died of exhaustion of Xianli, the whole person did not even have a corpse left, was that day the thunder split to ashes."
After hearing this, Qi Laosan immediately turned back and said, "what's gone? Which eye of you saw him disappear? Clearly, it turns into gold and dissipates with the wind! "
The two worshippers looked at each other and thought: is there any difference? Both sides are dead. This is the far north. It's remote. The news can't be spread there. If all the forces over there know that Tang Shi is dead, they don't know what will happen.
Old Tang in the city of magic moon and Tang Xiao in the ancestral land of the Tang family were both on this day. They felt a panic, as if something bad had happened, which made them feel uneasy.
At this time, both of them did not know the news of Tang Ning's accident. In the door of medicine, Taoyao, who was doused with flower seeds and medicine, suddenly stopped. She touched her eyebrows and was dazed at the sudden tears