Lord, Let Me Go

It seems like the continuation of the immortal blood ancestor's life!

Even if little Qinglong doesn't mention it, now that the twelve blood wings monster and the immortal blood silkworm Scripture are taken down, Ying yuan will inevitably have to carry out some investigation.

He had a pair of candlelight eyes. He could see the strange and special features of the twelve blood winged monsters more clearly than Xiaoqinglong.

When Ying yuan looks at the shadow, the princess's wife immediately understands and shakes the imperial edict of Tu Bo. She turns the majestic river of light into the thick light of hair, twining it on the blood wing monster and the immortal blood silkworm Scripture, which makes them unable to get rid of it. At the same time, it is convenient for Ying yuan and Xiao Qinglong to inspect closely.

After the twelve blood wings monster was captured, the blood scarlet in his eyes gradually faded, revealing a pair of eyes which were no different from those of ordinary people.

Ying yuan remembers that when the monster just burst out of the immortal blood silkworm Scripture, its eyes were dull, and there was no trace of intelligence. It was like a puppet.

But now, the monster's expression is peaceful, and there is no decadence in the prisoner's eyes. Even in his eyes, there is a light in his hand

"What garlic to pack!"

Little green dragon couldn't bear to see the monster's eyes. He raised his paw and gave it a shudder. He succeeded in turning the monster from a light cloud into a confused face, and then he was stunned

"Green dragon! Don't go too far

"Who do you think is too much? Who said I was too much? "

The little green dragon shook the tail of the dragon. Suddenly, he was stunned in the air. He used Rua's claws to examine Rua's face. He was surprised to see the blood wing monster up and down.

"Just now, are you talking?"

Little green dragon pointed to the blood wing monster's face, then poked its own nose tip, and then

"My God! What a ghost

After a scream, the little fellow, who was so timid as to a certain extent, hid behind Ying yuan, grasped Ying yuan's clothes tightly, and poked his head and looked out.

You Qingying helped her forehead and could not help rubbing her bright and white forehead with her delicate hands.

Where is this!

It's enough for the monster to speak!

But is little Qinglong so scared?

Even if you are scared like this, why should you shout "ghost" Don't you tell the monster in front of you that little green dragon's head is not smart?

No, it's not just that it's not smart. It's just a problem!

And it's a big problem.

"What the hell are you?"

Ying yuan grabs little green dragon out of his back. In his eyes, the shadow of the sacred beast is floating and floating. It seems that he wants to see through the heels of the blood winged monster.

"Candlelight the holy body!"

The blood wing monster was surprised to see Ying yuan for a moment. He immediately shook his head and looked down at the light that bound his freedom. He sighed: "too long! I've been sleeping too long! If the power of punishment had not awakened my seven spirits, and the power of Tubo had stimulated my three spirits, I would have fallen forever in the immortal blood silkworm Scripture

"Are you really immortal blood ancestor?"

Little green dragon rubbed his eyes, rubbed the ground, stood up, stretched out his claws to Rua's blood winged monster's face, only to find that its face was hard and cold, not soft and warm at all. Rua had no taste at all.

"How can you live to this day?"

He was puzzled and surprised, because it was beyond Xiao Qinglong's imagination.

"Why don't you call yourself" immortal ", but you can really be a thief and never die

"Stupid or not!"

You Qingying really didn't want to see the little green dragon full of foreign looks. She held it in her arms and habitually Rua its face, patted its cerebellar pouch melon, and said in a rather sneering voice: "with this monster in front of you, do you want to survive?"

After a pause, she continued to add: "in my opinion, most of the monsters used some forbidden techniques to make themselves bloodless and Zombies not zombies. Only in this way can they survive until now!"

Xiao Qinglong was stunned and thought for a long time to understand that the sentence "blood is not blood, zombies are not zombies". In translation, it is "people are not people, ghosts are not ghosts".

Tut Tut, worthy of being the princess of Youdu, is fastidious about people!

"Do you linger?"

The blood wing monster, er, or the immortal blood ancestor, after listening to youqingying's words, whispered a word, like a rhetorical question and a whisper to himself.

"Isn't it?"

You Qingying took a look at the immortal blood ancestor with disgust and said coldly, "your immortal blood silkworm Scripture can maintain its vitality by sucking the blood of living creatures, but it is not without limits, right? What's more, in the river Styx, where are so many living creatures that you can suck blood from? "

All of a sudden, Youqing's image thought of something. His eyelids leaped suddenly, and his voice was like an ancient and clumsy hanging bell: "when the blood clan was destroyed in the past years, you slaughtered your own people. In these years, you can't rely on their blood to keep on..."Speaking of this, you Qing Ying's beautiful eyebrows are high and frowning, only feel something in the stomach rolling, disgusting to the extreme.

"Ha ha..."

The immortal blood ancestor chuckled and shook his head, half jokingly and half coldly said: "the dead road friend does not die the poor way! Besides, the extinction of our people is imminent. Whether they die early or late, they can't escape the end of death... "

It grinned like a ghost under the pestle of angry eyed King Kong.

"In that case, why not sacrifice them to fulfill me?"

"You! What a shame

"Shameless?"

The immortal blood ancestor gazed at you Qing Ying, you you said: "Tu Bo Nu, not everyone is born and powerful like you. You are born to be a saint immortal. You can live with the way of heaven. You don't have to worry about the end of your life.

"If you are like a monk of my generation, you will know this place if you are struggling in the boundless sea of suffering in the world of mortal life. If you are eager to seek for the road and rack your brains for the sake of longevity, you may know this place well."

Little Qinglong pouts and wants to say something, but for a moment, she feels speechless. She has to shrink in the arms of Youqing shadow to see how she is going to respond to the old monster.