Chapter 839

Name:Ode to Longevity Author:Qinggequeque
I don't know when, the hundreds of figures that appeared in the mountains landed and rushed forward. The people who had already arrived lowered their heads and clasped their fists and said, "The blood guard has arrived, please order the two messengers."

"His uncle, finally don't have to cut down a living dead, let me go to the dead, leave it to you here, other reinforcements, let them go up, intercept the ghost star, and prevent them from playing any more tricks. "The fiery red figure stepped out and quickly rushed towards the canyon.

The blood guard controlling the living dead moved quickly, leaving a path for the people behind to follow.

Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Yan Wu stood up with the help of Zheng Zixu, but his face was still extremely pale. He looked behind and gritted his teeth and said, "Han Bing, it seems that something happened."

"Cut, if something goes wrong, it will happen. It's easier for us to deal with it. Let's go, everyone will follow me, and we must not let Ghost Star bully Fifth Brother." With a cold smile, Zheng Zixu can't wait to see Ghost Star now. The people of the sect were in conflict, but the noise just now was really too subservient.

"Where's Ma Yue?" Yan Wu asked with a frown when he saw that there was no one among the living dead behind.

Ying Lingfei just turned his head indifferently and said indifferently, "Go up."

"I'm going, Eagle, you're too boring, you know they're not chasing after them, why are you dawdling, now we have more people than theirs, we're going to take advantage of his illness and kill him , I won't be able to delay a minute, go up and see!" Zheng Zixu can't wait any longer, he can't wait to have two more hot wheels under his feet, and he will rush up when he steps on it.

Almost ran to the canyon at the fastest speed, Ma Yue gasped and breathed, looking at Han Bing, who was covered in blood, his face sank, and he gritted his teeth: "Sect Master, it's not good, something happened over Xueji. , he sent a distress signal, let Han Bing turn on the mirror, sovereign, something happened..."

"What!" His pupils tightened, and Ghost Star quickly squatted down and looked at Han Bing who was in a coma, stretched out his hand and pressed it on Han Bing's middle, and said coldly: "Han Bing, I order you to wake up now, now, immediately, immediately !"

In the cold room, the three ice coffins were still stored. Xueji, who was dressed in plain clothes, pushed open the door and looked at the three sleeping. The charming look was gone, replaced by a faint sadness. Warm fingers swiped across the beautiful face, carefully observing the woman who was called Yue'er by the sect master.

"If you survived, would you still like the Sect Master? Han Bing said that there is only a certain chance of resurrection of the living dead, and there is no guarantee that all of them will wake up. In fact, I don't really want to see you wake up. , do you know?" He squatted down, Xueji sat beside the coffin, dragged his cheek with one hand, and smiled softly: "Because, I also like the sect master, I like watching him focus, I like him, Obsessed with your appearance. People who die cannot be resurrected. This is a principle that everyone understands. You say, why doesn’t the suzerain understand, and he keeps saying that he wants you to be reborn, and if you can really bring the dead back to life, this world does not Is it messed up?"

Holding the orchid finger, Xueji stroked the cold coffin, looked at the sleeping man inside, and said with a wistful smile: "But, that's why I like him more. If one day, I will die too, Sect Master. Will he be looking for a way to regenerate me like you did, and then come back to him? Oh, I know that everything I think is impossible, sect master, at most, let Han Bing make me Like Ma Yue, the living dead who can't be merged with the body will not really make me become like you. But...even if it is a puppet of the living dead, I am willing, at least, to be able to stay with the sect master all my life. It's enough to watch the sect master live with you by your side."

With a soft smile, Xue Ji stood up slowly, flicked the dust off the coffin lightly, looked at the old people lying in the two coffins, only smiled slightly, and said softly, "Sect Master will do everything to protect you. , He will not let you leave again. When Mu Cangyun and Feng Qingge are sealed, the Sect Master will bring Han Bing back and begin to conjure your souls into your body. It will not be long before you will wake up. Coincidentally, maybe, I can catch up with the Chinese New Year. The atmosphere of the Yan Kingdom is like this in all seasons, not even in spring, autumn and winter. I chat with Han Bing occasionally, and I know the whereabouts of the sect master... Strange, why Han Bing is not there yet Activate Jingling?"

Speaking of this, Xue Ji was slightly startled, dragged the mirror with one hand, looked at himself inside, frowned involuntarily, and retracted the mirror with his backhand. Jingling said with a cold face: "Han Bing, open Jingling if you hear it. I really want to know where the sect master is now. I heard that the realm of Tianshan is very dangerous, I am a little worried, you..."

"Report, protect the law, Chaoyang Zongmen attacked, we, we can't hold it anymore!"

The black figure that rushed out hit the ground, covered in blood.

Xueji pulled out his stained skirt in disgust, but when he heard the next words, his face changed greatly, he suddenly reached out and buttoned the man's clothes, and said angrily: "What do you say, tell me again. once!"

"Chaoyang, the seven elders of Chaoyang Zongmen attacked the mountain gate. We were defeated. The mountain gate is about to break." Blood spilled from his mouth, and the guard clenched his fists tightly.

People from Chaoyang Sect?

The cold light in the black eyes suddenly appeared, Xueji put Jingling in the ring, anxious, but did not close it, the white figure rushed out of the hall and headed down the mountain at the fastest speed.

At the foot of the Ghost Star Sect, the team that suddenly appeared did not give them time to react at all. Bailimo in front led the Chaoyang Sect disciples and killed them all the way up. Yin Hong's blood soaked the steps, and the cumbersome living dead were carrying iron wood. Even though they had a thousand jins of strength, but the seven elders joined forces, they couldn't even fight back.

Standing outside the main hall, Xue Ji's pupils tightened even more. The robber-like team was ruthless and ruthless. Two-thirds of Ghost Star Sect's current members have been transferred to the realm of the Tianshan Mountains, and there are not many living dead left in the sect, but they have always ignored their Chaoyang Sect, how could they attack now.

Xue Ji said with a sullen face, gritted his teeth: "Damn, there is a spy in the sect, let me find out who it is, and he must break his head. Come on, give me a solid hold, how many living dead are left? "

"Reporting, protecting the law, there are still 100 people. The others are still under study, and their combat power is not strong. Due to the reason of the sect, there are no other people nearby. If you want to arrest people temporarily, it is too late." Kneeling on the ground The guard said with a cold face, he also found out after inspection that there were not as many living dead in the original sect as he imagined.