Ghost King’s Medical Consort Chapter 63: Nalan scene disappears

So that's why he couldn't wait to find Nalan Jing.

As for the woman Mu Qianyue, it may not be so useful, but it's okay to enjoy it...

"It depends on whether you have the ability!" A cold killing intent burst out from the purple pupils, the ink was flying, the white robes danced with the wind, and under the bright moon, it seemed like Shura. In any case, no matter what the price is, he must kill the ancestor of Nalan!

He can't keep this danger, otherwise Yue'er will be in danger all the time!

Thinking of this, the killing intent in Nalan Jing's eyes became more intense and cold.

"Don't you want the power in me? Come and get it if you have the ability." As soon as the words fell, Nalanjing moved, turning into a white light and swept towards the woods outside the city.

Ancestor Nalan snorted in disdain, got up and chased after him.

In the dark and silent jungle, two figures, one red and one white, stood facing each other, and the air was filled with a strong and chilling aura.

"Boy, if you're ready to capture it, give your strength obediently, and the deity can spare your life." Ancestor Nalan sneered with a strange red glow in his eyes.

"It's not certain who will forgive who." Nalanjing snorted softly, his body's True Yuan force came out fiercely, and his momentum suddenly rose. whole body.

The golden light is intertwined with the frost-like moonlight, which is extremely gorgeous.

With the flick of his palm, a long black sword appeared in his hand. The sword was also engraved with strange and complicated runes. This was a text that did not belong to this era, but came from ancient times. Hei Yan seemed to sense the killing intent in Nalan Jing's heart, and made a low humming sound.

When Patriarch Nalan saw this black sword, his eyes showed excitement, "Boy, it seems that you have a lot of treasures on your body. You actually have such a peerless sword." Although he could not see it. He understands the words on the sword, but his intuition tells him that this sword is from ancient times!

"Crazy Dragon!" With a cold shout, Nalanjing took the lead in making a move, the steps under his feet flashed, the black flames in his hands danced, and a dull humming sound rubbed in the air, as if to tear the space apart. The string of black hits forward like a substantial sword glow.

Suddenly, I saw Zhou Tian's sword shadow dazzling, densely covering the sky, as if the waves were coming, each wave was stronger than the wave, and whistled away with an overwhelming momentum!

Under the cold moonlight, the black sword body is illuminated brightly, and the cold light fills the sky, like falling snow, beautiful and chilling!

Ancestor Nalan squinted his eyes, and the excitement in his eyes increased, yes, it was this power! Strong! He must conquer it! This power will belong to him from now on! Ancestor Nalan unsheathed his long sword and danced a brilliant sword light. In an instant, he felt a cold sword energy wrapped around the Nalan scene in front of him!

Seeing that Nalan Jing was blocked by the sword energy in the sky, Nalan ancestor showed a sneer at the corner of his mouth, "After all, it is not your power, and it is a waste to hold it."

However, before he could laugh out loud, Nalan Jing's sword beam smashed his sword energy cleanly, and the black flame in his hand dragged out a five- or six-meter-long white Sword qi, like a big sword, descended from the sky and slashed down on the head of the ancestor Nalan!

Ancestor Nalan was horrified, his feet flashed again and again, and he quickly retreated more than ten meters, and the place he stood was split into a huge deep pit by the sword light, dust flying, and thick smoke billowing.

"It seems that I underestimated you, boy, you won't have such good luck in the future!" Ancestor Nalan said with a cold and ferocious expression, the whole body's real energy quickly concentrated in his hand, originally only The five-foot-long sword body suddenly expanded three or four times under the instillation of True Yuan Power.

The long sword is in the sky, slashing horizontally, and the vastness of the world descends. The sword energy fills the sky, smashing through the void, and it seems to be able to devour all things!

For a while, the dark sky seemed to get darker.

Feeling this fierce and chilling sword energy, Nalan Jing's face changed slightly, and his expression became even colder.

Hoohoo...

Black flames danced non-stop, with a dull and harsh whistling sound.

"Go to hell!" Ancestor Nalan snorted coldly, and the long sword went down in response to the sound, heading straight for Nalan Jing.

"Boom..."

The roar and the whistling of the wind were incessant, and the dust filled the sky for a while, covering the sky and the moon.

"Ding..." Another violent crashing sound echoed in the night sky, followed by a dead silence.

The corner of Ancestor Nalan's lips raised a grin, this time this kid should be dead, right? Suddenly, his smile froze on his lips, and in the dark night, he saw a dark sword piercing through the night sky and stabbed rapidly, piercing into his chest with a 'puff'.

As for the person holding the sword, the white robe was tattered, and the black silk like ink was also scattered and wanton.

"You're not dead?!" Ancestor Nalan couldn't help screaming. Under the fierce sword energy in the sky, he actually didn't die! Old Ancestor Nalan covered the wound on his chest, and the red and warm blood was gushing out from it. His complexion turned pale, and he gave Nalan Jing a grim look.

He underestimated the power of this kid!

The more you fight, the stronger you get! Even his most powerful ultimate move can be avoided, which is really a pervert!

But obviously, Nalan Jing didn't intend to let him go so easily. Instead, he moved, holding Hei Yan and chasing after him.

In the next period of time, Nalan Patriarch began a terrible escape. No matter where he fled, Nalan Jing could always catch up without knowing it, which made him extremely depressed.

Think of him as a dignified imperial warrior, but he was chased and run around by a young boy who was still young!

Absolutely unprecedented!

……

The next day, when Mu Qianyue woke up, she found that Nalan Jing was no longer around. When she touched the other side of the bed, it was icy cold without any temperature. Obviously, he hadn't slept in the bed last night. On the bed, there was no sign of him in the room.

He frowned, this guy shouldn't be angry and run away, right?

Seeing a jade pendant on the table, Mu Qianyue got up, stepped forward and picked up the jade pendant. A burst of white light like water reflected from the jade pendant.

Nalan Jing's indifferent figure appeared in the air, with a gentle smile on his beautiful face, and his voice was as clear as a song in the clouds, "Miss, I have some things to deal with, I can't accompany you. You've gone to Qingfeng Academy, don't worry, I'll go to you after I've dealt with things. Remember, don't hook up with other men, or I'll beat them to the point where they can't take care of themselves!"

After speaking, the image in the air slowly disappeared.

Have something to do? What kind of thing would it be, and he left without even having time to discuss it with her?

Suddenly, Mu Qianyue felt empty in her heart, a little unpleasant, as if she had lost something important. Now she realized that she was accustomed to him being around, and now that he is gone, she really feels Very uncomfortable.

Nalan King, where are you? Come back quickly, I promise I won't **** you like I did last night!