The villain of quick wear

Chapter 647

The corners of Song Qingshan's lips curled up slightly, trying all means to torture the ghost king.

After a while, Song Qingshan casually waved his sleeves to disperse the ghost king's remnant soul.

You can curse me, curse my precious disciple?

Hmph, I want you to die badly, and your soul will be scattered!

Wen Huayu, Song Qingshan's absolutely untouchable Nilin.

The ghost king didn't know this, he was really a poor ghost.

According to the clues and route provided by the ghost king, Song Qingshan came to a rushing river.

The big river is rushing, like a dragon and a dragon churning in the water, the waves splash in all directions, and the sound is like thunder.

Song Qingshan said with emotion, "It really is an insurmountable weak water."

According to the King of Ghosts, the opposite of Ruoshui is the trail leading to Huangquan Ghost Flower Valley.

Walk through the path and cross the misty garden, and you will see the entrance of Huangquan Ghost Flower Valley.

Hope is at hand, the question is how they will cross the weak water.

In weak water, a feather does not float, it cannot be surpassed, even flying in the sky will fall into weak water.

Without any hesitation, Song Qingshan sacrificed the artifact Chao Wuxia, hugged Wen Huayu tightly and walked through the weak water.

Song Qingshan walked the [-]-meter-wide river with great difficulty, and it took him half an hour.

On the other side, Song Qingshan was exhausted, his hands were unable to support Wen Huayu, and Wen Huayu fell down.

Wen Huayu cried out in pain, opened her teary eyes, looked at Song Qingshan with aggrieved eyes, and accused Song Qingshan of hurting her because he didn't know how serious it was.

Song Qingshan gasped heavily, "Huayu...Master...it's Master's fault, you...don't blame Master, quickly follow your... The storage ring... Take out the pill from your finger and give it to the master."

Wen Huayu pursed her lips, snorted heavily, and turned her back angrily.

Song Qingshan showed a look of distress, so to speak, Wen Huayu just refused to give Song Qingshan the elixir.

Before coming to the Ghost Tree Forest, Song Qingshan was worried about Wen Huayu's safety, so he gave Wen Huayu all his treasures, such as pills, talismans, magic weapons and sharp blades, leaving only Chao Wuxia, the artifact that Wen Huayu could not use.

About half an hour later, Wen Huayu calmed down a little, and then took out a healing elixir of the lowest quality to Song Qingshan.

Song Qingshan didn't ask much, he swallowed the ammunition hastily, and ordered to meditate to heal his injuries.

Wen Huayu sat on the side, singing loudly out of boredom.

In the empty and deserted ghost tree secret realm, Wen Huayu's cries complemented the howling of ghosts and wolves, and tens of thousands of wandering ghosts drifted towards Wen Huayu in a daze.

Wen Huayu came back to her senses and found that she was surrounded by a group of hideous ghosts, and hid in Song Qingshan's arms skillfully.

At the critical moment of Song Qingshan's healing, Wen Huayu slammed into his arms without hesitation, and slammed into his spiritual consciousness, and the thick spiritual power was like a flood flooding through the eight meridians.

"Pfft!" Song Qingshan spat out a mouthful of blood, his face paled at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Wen Huayu huddled in Song Qingshan's arms, pointing at the group of wandering ghosts with trembling fingers, "Master, Master, they are so scary, they want to eat me, you beat them to death."

Song Qingshan's breathing was short and chaotic, and his spiritual power was flowing through his meridians, like sharp knives cutting through his muscles and bones.

"Master, hurry up!" Wen Huayu didn't think about Song Qingshan, and urged Song Qingshan to beat the group of wandering ghosts to death.

Song Qingshan loves Wen Huayu very much, no matter what Wen Huayu does, he will do his best to meet Wen Huayu's request.

Song Qingshan suppressed the wounded, and activated the artifact Chao Wuxia, the artifact Chao Wuxia radiated brilliantly, and all the eerie ghosts within a thousand miles were gone.

"Huayu, for the next period of time, you may have to protect yourself."

When the words fell to the ground, Song Qingshan fainted, and the artifact suspended in the air, Chao Wuxia, also fell in response to the sound.

(End of this chapter)