Chapter 6458

Green face drought get free, immediately relieved, stood up, said: "no problem."

As soon as he turned the palm of his hand, a stone tablet appeared in the palm of his hand, and he threw it to Leng MuQing.

Leng MuQing catches it, but sees an old pattern printed on the stone tablet.

In the picture, there are two men sitting in front of the waterfall talking.

These two men, one is big and powerful, the other is elegant and elegant, with the style of a gentleman.

It is Wu Zu and Hong Jun Lao Zu.

"You can see the scenes of Hongjun and Wuzu talking about Taoism in the past when you put your palm on the stele and concentrate on it," he said

Leng MuQing nodded and couldn't wait. She held the stone tablet in her right hand and pressed it in her left hand. The spirit power poured down.

Boom!

Suddenly, in her mind, she came up with a picture of Hongjun Wuzu talking about Taoism in the past. High mountains and flowing water, the two most powerful people sitting and talking about Taoism, this picture is very quiet and peaceful.

Leng MuQing wants to take a closer look at the situation of the discussion, but suddenly her head aches, "ouch", and the tablet falls to the ground.

But this monument is too old, and the rule is too powerful. Her spirit is unprepared. She directly peeps at the ancient secrets. Her eyes turn black, and her chest and abdomen are full of Qi and blood. She almost faints.

"Hey, girl, it seems that you are not good at cultivation. You'd better return the tablet to me."

With a smile, he suddenly rushed out. One claw hit Leng MuQing's chest, and the other claw snatched the tablet.

This sudden sudden change, Leng MuQing wants to resist, but the spirit is swallowed, but can't lift the slightest strength.

"No!"

Ye Chen's face changed. Seeing Leng MuQing in danger, he didn't have time to think about it. He immediately flashed up and shot out with one hand in the air. He displayed the magic power of Jiuyou emperor's Sutra. With a dark and quiet palm wind, he swept away from the ground, and was extremely powerful.

"Who is it?"

Qingmian was shocked. Under the cover of Ye Chen's palm, he felt suffocated. The track of his moves also shifted. He wanted to put his paw through Leng MuQing's chest, but at last he only hit her on the shoulder.

"Wu Tu Yuan Fu, Zhentian imperial city sword!"

Ye Chen doesn't want to expose samsara's martial arts, so he flies to kill him. In his hand, he offers a symbol of the origin of Wutu, and the essence of Wutu gathers in bursts, which turns into nine huge swords of Wutu. He flies down in the air and suppresses them towards the green face.

Qingmian was so frightened that he quickly backed away, but he was still hit by a huge sword of Wutu. With a puff of blood, he was injured on the spot.

He saw that ye Chen was wearing a mask and seemed to hide his cultivation. He was scared in his eyes. He wanted to escape, but he was not willing to give up the stele.

The tablet is still in Leng MuQing's hands.

"Jiuyou emperor sword, disease!"

Ye Chen's eyes were cold. He turned the nine you emperor's Sutra and combined it with the wutuyuan symbol. Nine wutuyuan swords erupted into deep demons, such as coming out of hell and cutting into the green face.

Qingmian was shocked, but he didn't dare to stay any longer. He hurried to fly away. He couldn't help looking back. Looking at the tablet, he felt sick and bleeding.

It's a tablet left by Hongjun's ancestors and Wuzu's discussion of Dao. It records the most profound meaning of kendo. Naturally, he is very distressed for his loss.

Ye Chen beat back the green face drought, also don't catch up, quickly hold Leng MuQing, way: "Hey, are you ok?"

However, Leng MuQing's left shoulder was injured by a claw of a green faced raindog. The wound was wrapped in the red fog like the fire of drought, lingering and shocking.

It's the natural power of the green faced dryland, which can mobilize the fire breath between heaven and earth, invade the human body, and burn people alive.

Leng MuQing's skin turned red and her sweat soaked her clothes. Her plump body was outlined, and it was particularly attractive under the dark night.

Ye Chen didn't think much, just for fear that something might happen to her.

"Ye Jitian, it's you..."

Leng MuQing opened her eyes slightly and saw a face with a mask. She recognized it and whispered.

"I'll heal you. I've offended you."

Ye Chen sees that her wound is inflamed and bleeding. He is afraid to delay it. It's hard to deal with it. Even if he supports her, he sits down in the open space.

Then, ye Chen gently unties her clothes on her shoulders and uses the eight trigrams heaven elixir technique to treat her.

Soon, under Ye Chen's Taoist therapy, Leng MuQing's wound quickly recovered.

But her face, with a look of pain, did not seem to ease the injury.

Ye Chen explored her pulse, suddenly frowned, but found that the dry flame poison gas, has invaded her heart and lung, although there is only a wisp, but if it is not cured, it may become a serious problem.

"Your heart and lung are invaded by fire, you can massage yourself and get rid of it."

Ye Chen says to Leng MuQing.

Leng MuQing blushed and said, "I'm tired and can't move. Please help me."

Ye Chen a Leng, but see cold Mu Qing that afflictive appearance, also can't bear her to suffer again, way: "that, offended."

After that, ye Chen gently holds Leng MuQing, raises her right hand, and massages her chest between many acupoints.

This process, touched her soft full place, her cheek a burst of blush.

Ye Chen is calm, the woman he contacts more, also not bad Leng MuQing a, so the whole look cool.

Through the clothes massage, more inconvenient, ye Chen then took off the cold MuQing coat.

In the dim moonlight, Leng MuQing's body is as smooth and delicate as white jade.

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