Refining the Mountains and Rivers Chapter 792: Get revenge for you

The surface of the thick felt tent is covered with a thick layer of hoarfrost. The soft light of the illuminating gem drives away the darkness and illuminates the pale and fearful faces, but it does not give them the slightest warm feeling.

The old patriarch and all the uncles are dead...

This is the induction between bloodlines and at a relatively close distance. There is absolutely nothing wrong with them. After shock and sorrow, despair envelops them.

The desert world is approaching the end of their lives, and they have not grasped the way to leave here. The only ending is to fall into eternal darkness with this world and die in the endless cold.

The red potato hugs her knees, her eyes are hollow and absent. She still cannot accept the fact that the ancestors and others have died.

"Woo..." A companion cried out, her eyes panicking and sweeping around, "Are we really going to die here? I don't want to die!"

The air pressure in the felt tent has dropped a little bit. The young people of the giant spirit tribe who have just emerged from their cottages originally thought it was just an adventure to follow the elders to increase their knowledge, and they thought that death would suddenly knock on the door.

The sweet potato looked around blankly, and pressed his lips, "Don't be afraid..." I couldn't say anything afterwards.

Unless you can find a way out, no matter what you say now is weak and pale.

Her eyes dimmed, but at this moment, some slight "rustling" sounds suddenly came into her ears.

The red potato turned over and pushed open the door of the felt tent, and a figure strode forward under the dimly dark sky. He wrapped his whole body under the black robe, letting the violent wind sway it, drawing out the figure of Ying Ting.

Until many, many years later, she, who became the new patriarch of the Giant Spirit Race, remembered this scene very clearly.

……

In a valley, Qin Yu stopped and turned around and said: "Okay, let's stop here." After a short pause, he continued to speak, "Go back and tell the rest of the Giant Spirit Clan that you have completed your mission. Don't get involved in the future. In everything about the Lord of Dragon City, live your life."

The space fluctuated, and he stepped into it and disappeared, leaving a group of young giant spirit races who had survived the catastrophe staring at each other.

"Red potato, what shall we do?"

Biting his lip, the red potato took a breath, "No matter what, we must rush back to the clan as soon as possible and tell them what happened in the world of yellow sand."

Everyone nodded.

Before leaving, Hong Tiao looked at the direction Qin Yu had left, and his eyes were confused. How did the ancestors die? Why can't you give them an answer?

……

"Although I said that, you might think that I am more cold, but there are too many things like the benevolence of women, and sooner or later it will kill yourself." The voice of the ancient race's consciousness and calm sounded in the bottom of the heart, without too much emotional fluctuation. The straightforward tone of course makes people feel chills, "You are the only remaining blood of the ancients, and you should always remember what you are carrying."

Qin Yu nodded, "I will try to get rid of this habit."

The ancient race's consciousness did not continue this topic. After a while, he said: "I originally thought that what was imprisoned in the desert world was what I needed. Now it seems that Daojun's caution is underestimated. The heart stays in your hands temporarily, and you can use its power when necessary."

Qin Yu could feel a trace of thought leaving his body. He exhaled and looked into the distance with thoughts--what on earth do you want to do?

Qin Yu still can't figure this out, but maybe soon someone will help him to solve his happy confusion.

……

After a grand event ended in Dragon City, there was still a bit of hustle and bustle in the air, but it had begun to reveal the smell of loneliness. The dense flow of people on the long street has mostly dispersed in a short period of time, and it will be calm in at most ten and a half days.

The Colosseum is automatically closed and hidden under the Dragon City, but no one knows that in the deeper underground of the Colosseum, there is an ancient blue altar built with countless runes circulating on its surface, centered on this One point flows to all sides.

There is a dragon lying on the top of the altar, even if you know it is just a dragon soul, its lifelike appearance will still make people hesitate subconsciously.

At this moment, the two dragon claws of the dragon soul are unconsciously colliding in the thinking state, and sparks are splashing in the light of "pop" and "pop", illuminating its uncertain eyes.

The master's current state is a bit strange. Through the induction between the two parties, it can vaguely perceive the master's powerful power. In other words, the master does not have to rely on that kid at all now, the resurrection is just a very simple matter.

What is the reason?

The dragon soul lifted his paw and knocked his head. As expected, the master's wisdom was as stupid as he could never be.

Since the owner didn't give any instructions, it would just do things according to the normal procedures... Well, the foreshadowing left over that year is also time to start.

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Shadow family.

The Kowloon intertwined on the stone wall, with invisible coercion permeating.

Suddenly, a wave of fluctuations spread from the rock wall, a deep dragon chant sounded, and nine dragon shadows flew out with a whistling, powerful aura.

The changes here immediately alarmed the entire shadow clan. In the sound of breaking through the sky, several silhouettes arrived, headed by the shadow clan chief.

Seeing the scene before him, his eyes widened suddenly, and then he showed ecstasy.

This...this is...

Boom——

The stone wall was shattered, Zhou Li was wrapped in invisible power and flew out, her eyes suddenly opened, and the nine dragon shadows roared at the same time, turning their heads to merge directly into her body.

The patriarch of the shadow clan knelt to the ground and spoke respectfully, "His Royal Highness Dragon, welcome your arrival."

Zhou Li's eyes were a little dazed, and she soon calmed down. She thought for a while and slowly said: "Patriarch, how long have I been in retreat?"

In the main hall, Zhou Li lowered his head and thought quietly, listening to the patriarch of the shadow clan talking about everything that happened after her retreat.

When she heard that the mysterious black-robed monk of the Hidden Fog Sect returned to Longcheng safely, there was a trace of excitement on her face. But soon this excitement turned into indifference, because according to the patriarch, he showed great power.

So this person is definitely not Qin Yu... After using him, has he finally come personally and intervene in the battle of the Colosseum?

Ning Qin!

Zhou Li's eyes were chilly.

"Patriarch, I want to be quiet for a while."

"Your Highness, rest, I'm leaving." The patriarch bowed.

The silence of the main hall did not last long~IndoMTL.com~ was disrupted by the noise outside, Zhou Li frowned, "Let him in."

Soon, Ji Yun hurried over with a surprised expression, "Zhou Li, you are out!"

At the beginning, the girl decided to retreat, and he was extremely disappointed. He also thought about leaving Dragon City, but finally stayed.

Looking at it now, this decision is really right!

Looking at Ji Yun's joy from the bottom of his heart, Zhou Li's expression slightly eased, "Well, I didn't tell you in advance, sorry."

Ji Yun waved his hands again and again, "It's all right, it's all right."

He looked at the girl in front of him, only for a short time, her appearance has not changed significantly, but her feeling has changed too much.

Between the eyebrows and eyes, although there is still a trace of immaturity that has not faded, it is more of a kind of awe-inspiring majesty, like the supreme queen, which makes people instinctively awe.

"You are now..."

Zhou Li said: "I am fine, I have never been better." She paused and said: "Ji Yun, if possible, I hope to go to Xiling and visit the Lord of God."

Ji Yun was startled slightly, and nodded immediately, "No problem!"

He could vaguely guess that Zhou Li's purpose for going to Xiling, while feeling bitter in his heart, he couldn't help but feel a little bit lucky.

Fortunately, he is dead.

Yes, even though the black-robed man from Wuyinzong has gone and returned without any change in manner or body shape, he is no longer the one Zhou Li cares about.

On this point, Ji Yun and Zhou Li have the same judgment.

Zhou Li nodded and didn't speak, her expression was indifferent, but the depths of her eyes were not calm.

As the patriarch said, Ning Qin's power may not be able to contend even today, so she wants to join forces with Xiling.

Qin Yu, don't worry, I will avenge you, no matter how difficult it is, I will not give up!