Quick Transmigration Goblin: Don't tease, the villain is turning black

Chapter 743 The final chapter of the return of the gods 32
The Ten Thousand Gods Chain has been undone, and the divine power continues to recover. With a flick of Feng Zui's fingertip, the ring on the middle finger flashed with fluorescence, and a set of red and white monk robes appeared on him.

He has both divine power and Buddha's light on his body, and his whole body is powerful and inviolable.

The group of people in the air fought together again.

He Qing moved slightly with his fingertips, and cleaned Quanjiu's white clothes with a cleansing technique. Seeing that the tip of her nose, cheeks, and chin were all covered with dust, he handed her the water bottle.

"Scrub."

Quan wine poured water into the palm of her left hand, poured it on her face, and rubbed it hard a few times. When her fingertips fell between her eyebrows, she felt a soft and sticky feeling, which was different from other skin sensations. She let go of her hand, and a piece of flesh The red human skin mask fell off to the ground, revealing the bewitching red lotus between her brows.

She was stunned for a moment, then relieved, first soaked in cold pool water, then stained with dust, then soaked in water, for several days in a row, the stickiness of the mask had already expired.

He Qingsui saw the red lotus between her brows, and suddenly her black eyes tightened deeply, and the amber pupils appeared extremely black in the shadow of the backlight.

Quan Jiu looked at his tight jawline, pretending not to know: "What's wrong?"

He Qingsui really knew the origin of the red lotus mark on the forehead of the original owner.

"……fine."

His first reaction was to look at Feng Zui, he took two steps forward, and blocked Quan Jiu with his body.

When Feng Zui turned his head, what he saw was He Qingsui's tall figure and the little furry head behind him.

With just one glance, he withdrew his gaze and concentrated on fighting. He had not recovered his divine power and was seriously injured. The ancestors of Tu Shanjing were very capable, and the combined force overwhelmed him. Several of them had the will to die , extremely difficult.

When a long hole was cut in the chest, his palm also hit Qingyun Sect Master's chest, a mouthful of blood gushed out from the opponent's throat, the whole person flew out and hit the ground heavily.

"father!!"

With a pale face, Lan Xiu ran over to help the middle-aged man on the ground. The pharmacist stretched out his hand to feel his pulse, his face sank, and he slowly supported Lan Xiu and shook his head.

"Young master, the suzerain's meridians have been destroyed, and his spiritual power has dissipated. Even if he is lucky enough to save his life, he will only be a useless person in the future."

Lan Xiu knelt on the uneven gravel ground, his eyes were slightly red, staring at the man in his arms who was vomiting blood, his voice trembled slightly:
"It's good if you can save your life, Huang Yaoshi, you hurry up and save him..."

Huang Yaoshi worried: "In such a situation as the suzerain, it is best to have a doctor who is good at healing techniques stand by to prevent excessive blood loss and the spiritual power from dissipating too quickly."

Lan Xiu suddenly raised his head, his eyes fell on Quan Jiu.

There is no more suitable candidate than the Holy Maiden of the Temple.

Quan Jiu walked over and squatted down, a layer of white fluorescent light emerged from the palm of his hand, pressing on the chest of Sect Master Qing Yun.

Lan Xiu stared at her gratefully, his voice choked up:

"Thank you."

Quan Jiu shook his head.

Only then did Lan Xiu notice the male monk's robe on her body, and said with concern:
"The monster didn't embarrass you, did it?"

Quan Jiu: "I can't die."

Lan Xiuji was concerned about his father's injury and had no desire to talk, so he held his father's hand tightly with his downcast eyes.

Feng Zui had just cut off the neck of the elder of the Xuannv faction, and when he turned around, he saw Quan Jiu and Lan Xiu meeting each other and talking, very close to each other. The back is extremely harmonious.

He stared at Quan Jiu's back, his black eyes narrowed slightly, just as Quan Jiu turned his head, his oblique bangs rippling with the wind, revealing a delicate and full forehead, and a lifelike red lotus...

Feng Zui's pupils shrank suddenly, he even forgot to dodge the attack behind him, he froze on the spot, and took the knife abruptly on his back.

The pain of suffocation surged all over his body, he just frowned, the sneak attack was more ignorant than him, he had no hope of a successful surprise attack, but he didn't know why this flexible monster seemed to be stupid, and forgot dodge.

Quan Jiu heard the sound of the wind behind him, and when he turned his head, he met Feng Zui's sharp black eyes as deep as the vast sea. The red and white monk robe he had just put on was stained with blood again, and there were small tears on the cuffs and chest. Quan Jiu rushed away, but a figure appeared in front of him...

He Qing stood in front of Quan Jiu, protecting her tightly.

Feng Zui's voice was slightly cold: "Get out of the way."

He Qingsui didn't budge an inch: "My people, don't move."

"your people?"

Feng Zui asked back in a strange tone, looked over his shoulder, saw the red lotus between Quan Jiu's brows, and then his eyes fell on her strange face again, feeling confident.

He asked sarcastically, "A substitute?"

He Qingsui did not answer indifferently.

He knew that Feng Zui was testing, so he couldn't show his flaws.

Feng Zui didn't look back, his eyes were locked on He Qingsui's face:

"Why, did you have a falling out with her?"

He Qingsui stared at him calmly for a long time, and the breeze on the hills blew every word into the man's ears:

"Feng Zui, she is dead."

For the first time, Quan Jiu saw a third expression other than indifference and sarcasm on Feng Zui's face.

It's as if after wearing it for a long time, the human skin that has been integrated with the skin has been torn off violently, and is about to reveal his real micro-expression, he struggles extremely resistingly, the camouflage and real expression are mixed together, it is impossible to tell who is who Who is true?

Feng Zui put away the momentary gaffe, and stared at He Qingsui coldly and sharply:
"If you want to protect her, you have to find a better reason."

As strong as her, even if all the immortal cultivators and gods in the world are dead, it is impossible for her to have an accident.

He Qingsui didn't argue hoarsely, but just said a word:

"If she is still alive, she will never let you out."

Just a short sentence stabbed into the man's heart like a dagger, Quan Jiu watched the blood on his face disappear little by little, love and hatred tore and entangled in his eyes, finally, he stood where he was, revealing a childlike look confused.

She pursed her lips, her chest was inexplicably uncomfortable and very stuffy.

Tu Shanjing had already come behind Feng Zui, seeing him suddenly not moving, a group of immortal cultivators approached quietly and surrounded him.

"impossible……"

"impossible."

Feng Zui's tone was firm, he didn't know whether he wanted to persuade He Qingsui or himself.

It's not that he can't feel the people behind him, it's just that he doesn't want to care about it. His brain is split into two parts, one half clamors to believe his words, and the other half violently overthrows his thoughts.

He has not seen the sun for more than 3000 years, and spent countless days and nights in the bitterly cold Black Wind Valley, relying on his belief in revenge for her to survive, but now, he is told that that person is already dead... …

died.

He tried to tear a sneer away from the corner of his mouth, but failed.

It's easy for her to die, but who will he ask for the hatred of more than 3000 years?
The ball of light in Tu Shanjing's hand had already formed, and the old man's cloudy eyes overflowed with murderous aura, and he approached quietly...

Seeing that Feng Zui was about to be hit, Quan Jiu couldn't resist taking a step forward to remind him.

"careful!"

(End of this chapter)