Rebirth in the Last World: Cultivation with a Baby

860 Chapter 862 Treatment
The area covered by ice and snow is not very clear, and the thick ice blocks the line of sight. I don't know what's going on inside.

"Xianxian, I'm coming!" Ning Qingyun whispered, and black flames filled the sky in front of him.

These black flames dripped into the picture scroll like thick ink, smudged and spread, and quickly covered the area, like strands of black silk thread, slender, swaying, neither burst nor hot, but as long as the black thread brushes past, no matter it is People or objects, one after another burned.

"What is this? Oh, it's fire!"

"Don't panic, the fire is not big, lie down on the spot to suppress the flames."

"It's useless, it can't be crushed, it hurts, ah!" Someone screamed in severe pain.

"Bang, bang, bang", the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground came, and the heavy weapons held by the besiegers fell to the ground one after another.

"What's going on?" Seeing the situation here, someone asked sharply.

"If you touch this fire, you will feel powerless. I really have no strength!"

"The captain has asked for support, and the firefighting team will be here soon! Hold on for a while!" Black lines seemed to be everywhere. When they reacted and wanted to escape, they found that the black flame had formed a wall at the outermost edge of the crowd, and the retreat had long been block.

"Stop, these are the family members of all levels of the Tianhe Freedom Regiment. If you don't stop, I'll kill them first!" A middle-aged man in armor saw that something was wrong, and dragged a shivering young woman from the side. .

The black silk was like a mist, and none of it stuck to these ordinary people without any aura fluctuations.

Ning Qingyun glanced at the person who spoke, and with a "poof", a bullet hit the man's eyebrow, and a hole appeared in the man's eyebrow, and blood slowly flowed out from the hole, and the man's eyes were wide open. , a terrified expression froze on his face, and he fell to the ground with a bang.

The team led by Wang Qirui was all armed and scattered around the periphery. They kept a close eye on the hostage-takers, and if anyone made any abnormal movements, they would immediately kill them with a single shot.

When the hostages saw that the villain around them was dead, they approached each other in unison.

"Take these people away and resettle them!" Ning Qingyun said to Wang Qirui.

"I'm not leaving, my son is in there!" A middle-aged woman saw that the villains who had kidnapped them had died one after another, and knew that powerful reinforcements were coming from their side, so she refused to leave and struggled towards the ice and snow area.

"Da da da..." Dense footsteps came from all directions. Obviously, a large number of people surrounded them. From the analysis of the neat and regular footsteps, the surrounded troops should be well-disciplined and well-equipped. regular troops.

"Then leave with those who are willing to leave!" Ning Qingyun didn't look at the gathered hostages. He was looking at the flying ice dragon. Those who held the flamethrowers had all been killed by the black flame. When people attacked the ice domain, the size of the ice dragon remained unchanged, and its shape looked a little more solid than before.

"Young master, the investigators sent back news that the official Jindu garrison came, carrying heavy firearms, and there is a mecha team gathering behind. You can try to rescue them, and I will take people to stop them!" Wang Qirui's face was serious. He didn't expect that the official garrison would end up aboveboard, without any intention of hiding it. In his opinion, the most urgent task is to rescue Rong Xianxian and others immediately. For this reason, he is willing to stop the enemy at all costs, and for Ning Qingyun saves people and delays time.

"I'll say it again, take these people away and resettle them, and execute them immediately!" Ning Qingyun glanced at Wang Qirui dissatisfied.

"Yes!" Seeing Ning Qingyun's tough attitude, Wang Qirui had to accept the order.

Wang Qirui led people to escort the hostages away, and was trapped in the black flames. Seeing this, the besiegers who had not been killed, some tried to obstruct, and some mixed in with the hostages in an attempt to get out.

Wang Qirui's people immediately counterattacked. In the close-range conflict and resistance, casualties continued to occur. In the end, less than a hundred hostages were rescued by Wang Qirui and sent to the aircraft.

Seeing Wang Qirui leading the team to leave, Ning Qingyun raised the corner of his mouth slightly when he heard the approaching footsteps, "Regular troops, no wonder Changqing is planted here!"

"Bang, bang, bang!" After several loud noises, Ning Qingyun dodged the attack, and several huge holes appeared on the ice wall behind him.

Not far away, fully armed vanguard troops have arrived, carrying rocket launchers, cautiously wandering outside the black flame wall.

As soon as Ning Qingyun stretched out his hand, a black vine with only two red leaves growing on the top popped out in his palm. Ning Qingyun flicked the vine with a snap of his fingers, the vine fell to the ground, the roots spread, the blood on the ground, the corpse , the struggling people who were burned by the black fire were all covered with the spread of the root system. At the same time, the vine grew rapidly, and in an instant it grew into a dense forest. Ning Qingyun stepped on the top of the vine, step by step towards the ice dragon go.

"Bang, bang, bang," the sound of gunshots was endless, and Ning Qingyun didn't even look at it. Under the escort of the vines, he quickly came into the ice layer.

Under the thick layer of ice is a three-story residential building, and the area hundreds of meters around is frozen in the ice. Only this small building has maintained its original appearance.

The arrival of Ning Qingyun alarmed the people guarding the building, and the muzzle of the black hole was raised. At this moment, someone walked out quickly, "Stop, stop, step back!"

"Mingyin has met the seventh son!" Mingyin bowed her head to Ning Qingyun excitedly.

"Where are the children? How is Chang Qing?" Ning Qingyun was calm on the surface, but actually nervous, afraid of hearing bad news.

"Brother Changqing is seriously injured. Madam is doing her best to treat him. Mr. Xiao Luo and Ms. Xuanxuan are on the third floor. They miss you very much!" Mingyin's eyes were slightly red, and he could sense the inner brilliance of Ning Qingyun. The breath is lingering, and he is no longer the sick and weak look he was five years ago. As long as the seventh son can recover, the days of fear they have lived will be worth it after all.

"Take me to the third floor!" Ning Qingyun knew that Chang Qing was not out of danger, and it was inappropriate to disturb her at this moment, so she walked up to the third floor.

Mingyin lowered her head to lead the way, and the two quickly came to a room in the middle of the third floor, where there were two people guarding the door, one on the left and one on the right.

When the two saw Mingyin, they clasped their fists in salute, and Mingyin waved his hand to make them retreat.

Perhaps because of the timidity of being close to the hometown, Ning Qingyun couldn't help but feel aroused when he saw Mingyin push the door open.

"Is there any news from Uncle Chang Qing?" Hearing the sound of the door opening, a slender figure rushed out like the wind.

Ning Qingyun looked at the tall, delicate-looking girl in front of her, and couldn't help but stand there dumbfounded.

"Dad..." Xuanxuan looked at the person in front of her in disbelief, with tears in her eyes, and she came to Ning Qingyun step by step, "Dad, is it really you?"

(End of this chapter)