Chapter 1964： Death is not a pity

The hazy glow, smoked outline.

As if in the clouds and mist, the surrounding desert at this moment seemed silent.

Zhen Qianzhou seemed to be aware of this, and looking at this scene, a glimmer of light appeared in the ashen eyes, as if thinking of something incredible.

Within that hazy cloud, there was a silhouette of a figure.

It seems to have walked out of this world, but it is difficult for sentient beings to see its contents.

Qin Xuan was badly injured but didn't care, he looked at this misty figure faintly.

"You owe me a favor!"

He just opened his mouth and sat on the ground slowly.

In the clouds, that outline seemed to be watching Qin Xuan.

In the end, a cloud of misty hand came out from it.

Later, I saw Luo Fuxian's severed head and even splashed blood returning to his place.

This kind of power is simply incredible, as if the time goes back, the good fortune of the world, the infinite manpower.

"Yes, Luozu!"

"Luozu!"

Zhen Qianzhou rushed to the place where Luo Fuxian was located regardless of his body's severe injuries.

Qin Xuan quietly watched this incredible vision, without any waves in his eyes.

In Hanyanzhou, Luo's lineage, its ancestor saint, Luo Wushou created, rejuvenating the flow method, this is the true holy method, the power of the saint, and the magical power of the saint.

However, Luo Fuxian died with his head broken and his chest broken, and more than a hundred breaths have passed.

Even the female saint of Luo Shi, Luo is helpless, it is impossible to ignite the vitality and save Luo Fuxian.

Unless, if Qin Xuan once exchanged with Heavenly Dao to ignite vitality by the power of Heavenly Dao, but the price the saint wants to do is too great, and Heavenly Dao won't allow it.

If the way of heaven allows, the saints can save the dead at will. There are nearly two hundred saints in this fairyland. Who has no relatives or friends? Who is unrelated? Isn't the world chaotic.

Heaven is the law, and the law is not merciful!

Not to mention a saint, even the great emperor, or even as a platform of heaven, Xu Wushang, the supreme will of heaven, could not violate heaven.

The saint of the Luo family had already buried a touch of magical power in Luo Fuxian's body.

Life-threatening Saint Yuanzhong!

Before, Luo Fuxian's head was cut off, and the vitality was withered, and it was not withered, but the vitality was collected by the life-killing holy element seed, waiting for the evolution of the sage's magical powers, and using this rejuvenation method.

This was a life left by the Luo family female saint for Luo Fuxian. Qin Xuan was aware of it when he woke up from the sacred car, so he just stared at Luo Fuxian.

A look at the blood of Luo Fuxian!

The second view of Luo Fuxian's body Yuanming medical species!

The three views are the meager and subtle holy power hidden in his body.

For other big Luos, even Hun Yuan would be difficult to detect, and even a saint, if they didn't understand the Luo family's female saints, they would not be aware of this almost insignificant sacred power.

It is a pity that Qin Xuan is too keen on the perception of sacred power, and, Luo Family's female saint, he also had social interactions in his previous life.

Qin Xuan's eyes were calm, and his body was self-healing.

Qin Xuan took a glass of Daluowan Beast Wine from Daluo Xuanlong Gourd.

"The blood and flesh of the other immortal ants should not refine this wine. I will pass on you the Yuanding black ant wine refining method!" Qin Xuan said lightly, stopping Fengwei refining the wine.

Although Da Luo Wan Beast Wine is good, it is a bit stronger.

Yuanding Black Ant Wine is a wine made from his previous life. The taste is light and gentle. Among the many immortal wines in Daluo, it can be regarded as the first class.

Of course, it is not easy for ordinary Da Luo Jinxian to make this wine.

The ant colony is always in danger, and even Hun Yuan may fall into it, unwilling to provoke it.

However, for Qin Xuan, it is naturally not enough. There are still 20,000 immortal ant corpses in the Daluo Xuanlong gourd, which is enough to refine at will.

Just as Qin Xuan passed on the Yuanding Black Ant Wine, Luo Fuxian's head and body were slowly healing.

Not only that, the vitality that died away was also diffused from Luo Fuxian's body to the limbs and five skeletons.

Until, that touch of holy power dissipated, the light and smoke turned into nothingness, and in the vagueness, a ray of invisible road sank into the void.

This Dao, carrying everything that this holy power observes, will pass to the eyes of the Na Luo Family Girl Sage.

Naturally, including Qin Xuan's words.

Luo's female saint owes him a favor.

As for this favor, it's unclear whether that Luo Family's female saint will be attracted.

To become a saint, everyone is proud of the immortal soil, who cares about the words of a little real fairy.

Not to mention the favor!

But Qin Xuan didn't care, he didn't care, it was the so-called sage's favor, and even the sage, he didn't care about it.

"sister!"

Zhen Qianzhou looked at Luo Fuxian, the tension seemed to be comparable to life and death.

Qin Xuan's Light Daluo Wan Beast Liquor said lightly: "You Luo Family's female saint will save your life, you should have confidence!"

When his words fell, Luo Fuxian's eyes slightly opened a gap.

"sister!"

Zhen Qianzhou, at this moment, almost burst into tears.

He looked at Luo Fuxian, with ecstasy, regret, anger, and self-blame in his eyes...

Luo Fuxian was at a loss, and she didn't even know the life-saving method in her body.

"I am still alive?"

Luo Fuxian touched her neck, and she slowly got up.

Later, he saw Zhen Qianzhou, who was severely injured, and Qin Xuan sitting cross-legged, but he did not see Li Mingdi.

"It's Luozu who left magical powers in your body, save you!"

Zhen Qianzhou's expression was a bit distorted, but her tears couldn't stop, "Luozu, it's really eccentric, isn't it that patriarchal is not so much?"

He gritted his teeth, "Too partial!"

Luo Fuxian turned his head to look at Zhen Qianzhou, gently lifted his palm, and patted it on Zhen Qianzhou's head, gently patted it down, as if patted a child.

She looked at Qin Xuan, Qin Xuan's indifferent, calm face appeared in her mind.

"My son, did you save me?"

Luo Fuxian's voice was still gentle, it seemed that he didn't seem to be a person who had escaped from death.

She looked at Qin Xuan, even if there was Luozu's law, what if no one came to rescue him?

"It's not about saving!"

Qin Xuan said lightly: "As I said, in my eyes, he deserves to die!"

"Luo Fuxian, you have a bodhisattva heart. There is nothing wrong with this, but you should learn from your Luo family's ancestor to distinguish between good and evil."

"Some people can be saved, but some people..."

Qin Xuan sipped a sip of Da Luo Wan Beast Wine, and the spirits entered his throat.

"It's not a pity to die!"

Luo Fuxian's expression was complicated, and Li Mingdi's behavior almost made her feel the deepest.

In Hanyanzhou, she went everywhere to save people from Luo Fuxian, but no one had ever avenged her revenge. Instead, she praised her name, the Buddha's Heart Sacred Hand.

Qin Xuan seemed to know Luo Fuxian's thoughts and smiled softly.

"In Han Yanzhou, no one will avenge revenge, not because of you, but because of the line of Luo's behind you, the ancestor behind you, the saint of Luo's!"

"Human heart, good and evil can only change in a flash!"

"You live, but the four guards with you can't regenerate!"

"Even Li Mingdi, whom you think you saved, has fallen!"

Qin Xuan looked at Luo Fuxian with a smile, "So, are you saving people? Or..."

"Like Li Mingdi, killing people!?"

"The way of medical treatment is to save the world and save people. It is only a word difference between saving and killing people!"

"The sky has day and night, the world has fire and water, and people have good and evil!"

"The compassion in your eyes is not necessarily compassion!"

"The compassion in your eyes is not necessarily wrong!"

"It's just a bit immature!"

Qin Xuan drank the wine in one cup, eyes calm, with a faint smile on the corners of his mouth, and stared at Luo Fuxian’s gentle eyes, “As far as today is concerned, if your ancestors were holy, Leave the magical powers, you Luo Fuxian is afraid that you are dead, and just like Li Mingdi..."

"It's not a pity to die!"