Chapter 291 Hua Ji

"Ahem..." Song Qing coughed a little, and the alley was silent. Qianshan and the other man who had appeared here before had disappeared without a trace, as if everything before was just her hallucinations.

But the pain when she breathed reminded her of everything that had happened before. The spiritual power in her body that destroyed her body functions disappeared completely at this time, and replaced by a surging and familiar spiritual power. There is no movement in the veins.

A large amount of spiritual energy between heaven and earth was attracted by this energy, rushing to enter her body, rushing, and while nourishing the veins, it also brought a new round of destruction, which made Song Qing feel unhappy.

But this energy is different from Qianshan's, it should belong to the seal in her body.

Although she hadn't figured out what was going on, how could the seal loosen, a shed of blood flowed into her body, and the consciousness that sounded in her mind when her consciousness was lost, it was also a mystery, but this Obviously it was not the time for Song Qingxiao to delve into it.

Qianshan and the two have already left, but it is difficult to guarantee that no one else will sense the fluctuations of spiritual power here before.

What's more, the two people mentioned earlier people from the outdated family. Although no one has come because of the death of'Su Wu', if they delay any longer, when people come, her situation may cause some people's discomfort. note.

At this time, the spiritual power in her body was disordered, she needed guidance, and she was seriously injured, and she needed to hide for some time.

More and more spiritual power poured into the body, and because he was not guided, and rushed in the body, Song Qingxiao forcefully swallowed a mouthful of blood that had poured into his throat, and released the hand holding the dagger.

The hand was too hard to catch the dagger. At this moment, when she stretched out her hand, the wound that had just stopped bleeding broke open again, splashing a few traces of blood. She patted the gravel on her body and stood up slowly supporting the ground.

When she was about to leave, she looked back at the position of Captain An not far from her.

Captain An's tall figure was buried under the collapsed rubble, motionless, not knowing if he still had a breath.

She should turn around and leave, only one life. During the trial, she had seen people who participated in the trial lose their lives and killed people with her own hands.

But she remembered the previous behavior of Captain An who came forward subconsciously. Although it was useless, it still made her feel that humanity was not entirely selfish.

Song Qing staggered and turned around, bent over to grab a Captain An's arm, and pulled him out of the gravel with a strong tug.

The rocks on his body ‘crashed’ rolled down, and the mud, sand and gravel went straight down. She reached out and touched his neck. There was still a faint movement there, and he still had a hint of breath.

But from his breath, he can feel that he was seriously injured. The flesh and blood of ordinary people can hardly withstand the strength of a cultivator's blow, but he was lucky. The palm that Qianshan slapped him did not make it. It made him take a sigh of relief.

"Whether you can live or not depends on your luck."

Song Qing gave a small cough, and touched Captain An's cell phone, grabbed his fingerprint and unlocked it, then borrowed his cell phone and dialed the number of the Security Agency.

There was a voice over there, recognizing Captain An's number, and ‘hello’ several times, but did not get Captain An’s response, and his tone gradually became a little serious.

Young Song Qing threw the phone to Captain An's side before getting up and leaving the alley.

If the guards arrived in time, Captain An might be able to keep his breath.

The injuries on his body were caused by practitioners. This should arouse the vigilance of the Shi family. In order to get some useful information from him, he should find a way to save him.

She can only do this. If the guards can't arrive in time, then Captain An will be destined to have such a catastrophe.

Song Qingxiao stumbled and avoided the patrol of the community. When he returned home, the spiritual power in his body had already rioted and was vaguely out of control.

She shuddered and pushed open the iron gate. As soon as she entered, a strong wind came from her back in the night.

The attack tonight made Song Qingxiao appear like a bird of fright. She immediately turned around with a dagger, and when she saw a silver lightning in the corner of her eye, she moved and snorted:

"it's me!"

The wolf didn't know where he was hiding before, and rushed out when he heard the movement.

The rushing silver lightning should have smelled her breath. The moment she uttered her voice, she twisted her huge body and landed lightly. When she turned her head, the silver wolf's eyes flashed with blue luster, and she grinned.

Silver Wolf has a keen sense of smell, and he can feel the obvious Dragon Dragon breath on her body. Song Qing Xiao's breath tonight is weak, but it looks more dangerous than before.

It licked the side of its mouth, the fierce light in its eyes slowly faded, and the moment it heard Song Qing's small voice, it retracted its minions in time, making Song Qing be cautious, and the dagger he was holding was also relaxed.

The silver wolf moved the tip of his nose, a threatening growl in his throat, and his claws scratched the ground a little uneasy.

Song Qing's little blood surged up, dripping down her chin, ignoring the confrontation with the silver wolf, holding the dagger back to the house, the silver wolf's eyes flashed, and she paced over and sniffed the place where she had previously dripped blood. He looked up at her disappearing figure, lowered his head and licked the blood dripping from the ground.

It stood there for a while ~lightnovelpub.net~ moved its furry ears, suddenly lifted its forelimbs, and jumped out of the iron gate flexibly. After a few jumps, it was nowhere to be seen.

Song Qingxiao didn't know that Silver Wolf had left. The spiritual power in her body had already rioted at this moment, impacting the veins and aggravating the injuries in her body.

After returning to the room, she immediately sat down, resisting the pain and guiding her spiritual power to use the "descendant technique" to start the enlightenment chapter.

Perhaps the body is already scarred, and the spiritual power has passed away, forcibly widening the muscles and veins, causing unspeakable pain.

Song Qing was sweating profusely, relying solely on perseverance, and with the guidance of his spiritual power, the situation was immediately brought under control.

With the operation of the ‘God Destruction Technique’, part of the spiritual power in the body is repairing the veins and soothing the injury, while part of it continues to swim, impacting the acupoints and veins, absorbing more spiritual power to fill her body.

These abundant spiritual powers wandered through Song Qing's limbs and a hundred corpses, and every place was nourished and comforted by spiritual power, making Song Qingxiao's body soaked in a spiritual package between heaven and earth, very comfortable.

She had never felt this kind of mood before.

She used to have low strength and extremely thin spiritual power. Even if she had obtained a cultivation technique such as the ‘God Destruction Technique’, the spiritual power in her body was simply not enough to support her through the veins of her body.

After being attacked tonight, unexpectedly a blessing in disguise, the seal loosened a trace of the dragon's blood and entered her body, refining the spiritual power left by Qianshan and using it for herself, so that she truly felt the fun of practice.

She can clearly feel that the spiritual power from the outside world enters her body little by little, absorbed by the spiritual power in her body, refined, and integrated with her spiritual power for her use.

Song Qingxiao was immersed in the cultivation, and time passed slowly. When the silver wolf came back, she was wrapped in a lot of cold air.