Ghost King’s Medical Consort Chapter 290: Delayed punishment
Another fierce sword ray struck out, and immediately brought up another piece of flesh and blood.
Li Yangshuo struggled on the ground in pain, rolled, and roared, "You kill me, you can kill me immediately if you have the ability... ah ah ah..."
But no one paid attention to him, and no one reached out to save him. The elders looked at Li Yangshuo with contempt and contempt. They really didn't expect that Li Yangshuo would do anything to achieve his goals, so despicable, so People who are not worthy of being the master of the Sect of Holy Medicine! It will only bring shame to the Holy Physician!
Li Yangshuo's tragic cry resounded throughout the martial arts arena. He really can't survive, and he can't die. Now he's just doing it for himself!
Slices of flesh and blood flew from his body, blood dripping all over the floor, shocking and disgusting. His originally thick and fat body was now thin, leaving only a white bone.
Li Yangshuo didn't take his last breath until the last piece of flesh and blood on Li Yangshuo's body flew away.
"Even if you die, I won't let you feel better!" Dongfang Ao flicked his finger, and a ray of flame drilled out from his fingertips and fell on the **** white bone in front of him, turning into a ghastly moment. Ashes.
Li Yangshuo died, was killed by Ling Chi, and received ten thousand swords from Dongfang Ao, but he could never get back that beloved woman...
Dongfang Ao is like a walking corpse, as if all his anger and soul have been pulled away. One step, he staggered toward the distance.
The hot sun shines on him, but it cannot dispel his loneliness and desolation.
"Master..." Mu Qianyue called, with a worried look in her eyes.
"Yue'er, Master, he'll be fine, he just wants to be alone, he needs time..." Nalanjing embraced her, but his eyes fell on Dongfang Ao's desolate figure, but it was a pity that night Xier's consciousness dissipated. Otherwise, as long as the spiritual consciousness persists, there is still hope of resurrection.
However, only with the strength above the emperor's warrior can you keep your soul.
Looking sideways at the woman beside him, Nalan Jing held her hand with a little force, he didn't even dare to imagine that if one day Yue'er... how crazy he would be? Maybe it will destroy the whole world!
But he won't let that day come! No one wants to hurt Yue'er!
Thinking of those people with dragon tattoos lurking in the dark, Nalan's purple eyes flashed with bloodthirsty anger, it seems that it is time to take some action, otherwise, once those people threaten Yue'er It was too late for him to regret his life!
Dongfang Ao hugged Ye Xier's body as if it had disappeared, and had not appeared for seven days. During this time, Mu Qianyue and Nalan Jing had been living in the Sacred Doctor's Gate. The elders of the door made a 180-degree turn in their attitude towards the two of them, including the elders, who also apologized for the previous incident.
Although there is no leader in the Sacred Doctor's Sect, the order is not chaotic. The first elder, the fourth elder and others buried Ye Xier's father's body.
Five days have passed since then, and everyone is still living as usual, cultivating, alchemy, and herbs.
As the sun sets on the west mountain, the golden afterglow shines on this Longyan Mountain, reflecting magnificent colors. The sunset on the horizon is reflected red, flying fast in the sky, unpredictable, like a human heart.
Mu Qianyue sat on the top of the mountain, snuggling on Nalan Jing's shoulder.
The red sun in front of me slowly sank into the horizon, and the sky and the earth fell into a mystery of black and white.
The girl's silver-purple dress is intertwined with the man's moon-white robe, shrouded in the gorgeous afterglow, hazy and dreamy, as beautiful as an ancient scroll.
"My lady," he whispered.
"Yes."
"Do you remember what I said about my mother coming from Huanzhou?" Nalan Jing looked sideways at the woman beside him, a touch of golden light sprinkled on her face, dazzling and warm as jade .
"Well, remember." She didn't lift her head, she still leaned lazily on his shoulder, greedily enjoying every time she spent with him.
It's not easy for two people to be together, they should cherish each other, because no one can guarantee what will happen in the next moment, don't leave regrets in your life, let alone regret your life!
"My mother came from the Su family in Huanzhou. The reason why I can grow up so fast and own the Netherworld Palace and Soul Eater is mostly because of the help of my grandfather, because of the talent I showed, It made them very happy, so my grandfather and the others privately arranged me and the eldest Miss of the Su family, but they never agreed to this." Nalanjing finished speaking in one breath, then looked at her nervously, curled up. Her eyelashes blocked the light in her eyes, making him unable to guess her thoughts and emotions for a while.
Seeing that she didn't respond, Nalanjing couldn't help frowning, feeling a little depressed, wouldn't he fall asleep when he was talking about such an important thing?
It took a long while to hear her lazy cat-like voice, "Hmph, that's their wishful thinking."
"Miss, aren't you angry?" Nalan Jing asked.
"Angry, why not be angry!" Mu Qianyue opened her eyes, and a sullen look flashed in her eyes, "Sooner or later, I will go to them to settle accounts, but not now. Jing, I will work hard to cultivate and strive to become stronger as soon as possible. Get up and stand by your side, and then I'm sure no one will object to our being together again!"
"Well, madam, I believe in you." Nalan Jing pursed his lips and smiled, and finally put down the big stone in his heart. At first, he was afraid that she would be angry.
Mu Qianyue continued to hold his arm tightly, closed her eyes, and enjoyed the warmth of the last moment of the sunset.
After another three days, Dongfang Ao finally came back. At this moment, he was dressed in a completely different outfit from before. He was wearing a plain blue shirt with black hair loosely draped behind him, and then used a blue ribbon to loosely drape it. Tied up, with a pair of blue boots on his feet.
The resolute and handsome face, the sword eyebrows flying diagonally into the temples, exudes an air of indifference and arrogance, but it is full of temptation.
Seeing Dongfang Ao like this, Mu Qianyue was amazed and a little unaccustomed to it, but what surprised her was that the big gourd on Dongfang Ao's waist was gone.
"Dongfang Ao, you are so high-spirited that you can't help but remind me of the past..." The fourth elder was shocked to realize that he had said something wrong, and quickly shut his mouth, but the atmosphere was a little solemn, and he quickly changed the subject , asked, "Where's your wine gourd?"
"Broken."
The cold and arrogant words slowly spit out from the lips.
The fourth elder was taken aback for a moment, and then he came to understand that it was because of his addiction to alcohol that the irreversible tragedy happened, and he would not drink a drop of alcohol for the rest of his life.