out of time

Chapter 324 The Gift of Words

Inside the French ship, Xu Qing opened his eyes.

During this time, Yan Yan was not the first person to come, Ding Xue and Gu Muqing had both been here before.

Everything in Xu Qing was as usual, and he didn't reveal any difference from before. If there was any, it was just more silence.

Hearing the voices outside at this moment, Xu Qing stood up, walked out of the cabin, and stood there calmly looking at the girl on the shore.

The appearance of Xu Qing made Yan Yanmei's eyes bend into crescent moons, and at the same time she was full of happiness, her delicate body jumped up, wanting to step on Xu Qing's French ship.

But in the next moment, her whole body hit the French ship's protection.

With a bang, it landed on the shore.

"Brother Xu Qing, don't you like me? Yanyan did something wrong, tell me, I'll change..." Yanyan climbed up a little discouraged, sitting on the ground with reddish eye circles, as if about to cry look.

The fingers of both hands full of wounds pinched the corner of his clothes.

"Don't pretend, what's the matter." Xu Qing said lightly.

Yan Yan's red eye circles disappeared in an instant, and he looked sideways at Xu Qing, with an obsessive smile on the corner of his mouth, raised his finger and put it in his mouth to bite lightly, sucking his own blood, with a strange light in his eyes.

"Sure enough, I still can't fool Brother Xu Qing."

"But brother Xu Qing, I really like the way you don't like me. This time, I brought you a meeting gift." Yan Yan was confused, smiled idiotically, waved his little hand, and suddenly appeared beside him seven black water jars.

Each one is half the height of a person, covered with a cover, but has a head protruding from the outside.

Each of these seven water tanks is filled with a monk. Most of their cultivation bases are built with three fires, and one of them even emits golden core fluctuations, which is a heavenly palace golden core.

Obviously, they were all tortured to the extreme. Although they didn't die, they were planted in the water tank like flowers.

At this moment, with the vibration of the water tank falling to the ground, they opened their eyes one after another. After seeing the words on the side, each one showed endless panic and despair.

Among these people, there are men and women, all pale, some are missing an eye, some are missing an ear, some are missing noses, and some have their mouths sewn together.

"Brother Xu Qing, after I returned to Dongyou Island last time, I started to catch the Yejiu organization there, and even found a clue, followed the clues, and found these seven guys."

"The seven of them are the little leaders of the Nanhuangzhou Yejiu organization. On their way to Yinghuangzhou, Xiaopi took them all."

Yan Yan spread out the words happily, with anticipation in his eyes, as if longing for Xu Qing's praise.

Xu Qing glanced at these seven people, and there was no need to identify them. There were too many members of Yejiu who committed suicide. At this moment, as soon as the perception was dispersed, he sensed a lot of resentment from these seven people.

In addition, the Seven Blood Eyes Detective Department also has a file for these seven people, but these seven people are very cautious and have never appeared in the Seven Blood Eyes' territory.

"Very good." Xu Qing nodded towards Yan Yan.

This nodding action made Yan Yan excited, his breathing was slightly rapid, his nose was slightly opened, his eyes became more blurred, and he spoke softly.

"Brother Xu Qing, shall we... start?"

Xu Qing took a step, stepped out of the French ship, and after stepping on the shore, his eyes swept over the seven trembling people, and finally looked at the cultivator of the Golden Core of the Heavenly Palace.

This monk was a middle-aged man with a scar on his face. While shocking, the resentment gathered on his body was extremely strong. Xu Qing knew this man, and there was a record of this man in the Seven Blood Eyes file.

This person is one of the big bosses of the Yejiu Organization in Nanhuangzhou. He is cruel and bloodthirsty. Many treasurers died in his hands, and a large number of them were trafficked by him.

At this moment, under Xu Qing's gaze, the middle-aged man made a whining sound from his sewn mouth, and his eyes showed the intention of begging for mercy. This kind of begging for mercy, this middle-aged man has seen countless times in his life, and during this time, there have been countless times revealed in himself.

Xu Qing was expressionless, and raised his hand to grab it from the air, and the water tank where the middle-aged man was in suddenly shattered into pieces.

A large amount of blood was scattered, and the middle-aged body without limbs also fell down. When struggling, a strong force enveloped it, and it was suddenly moved in front of Xu Qing.

In the excitement of the words, Xu Qing raised his right hand calmly, his right hand became illusory in an instant, and slowly penetrated into the middle-aged chest, without wounds or damage, Xu Qing's right hand was completely illusory, and penetrated into it.

But in the feelings of this middle-aged monk, his fear at this moment instantly surpassed the torment of being said in Dongyou Island. His body trembled violently, his eyes showed shock and disbelief, and even more intense panic and madness struggle.

He felt a cold hand that penetrated deep into his body, into his sea of ​​consciousness, and touched his heavenly palace...

Immediately afterwards, this icy hand pierced through his Heavenly Palace and grabbed the golden core that he suppressed in the Heavenly Palace.

With a jerk!
The excruciating pain that surpassed everything before made the middle-aged monk completely mad, and the whining sound became shrill. Compared with the feeling at this moment, the torture he endured in Dongyou Island before is like a child's play.

At this moment, it is the heartbreaking collapse.

His stitched lips were torn apart under this struggle, and when the utterly miserable voice came out of his mouth violently, Xu Qing's hand had already been withdrawn from the middle-aged monk's chest.

In his hand... he grabbed a golden pill.

Behind the golden elixir, there were still countless silk threads connected, but under Xu Qing's sudden withdrawal, all the silk threads were broken.

At the same time as the screaming sound was sharp, the middle-aged monk's body trembled violently, and the heavenly palace in his body collapsed, and it collapsed inch by inch, turning into countless blood, spraying a large amount of blood from his mouth, nose, eyes, ears, and all the pores of his body. out.

What made this evil middle-aged monk even more desperate was that in his blood-stained eyes, he could vaguely see that his golden core was rapidly dissipating and being absorbed by Xu Qing's illusory hands.

This scene was enough to make everyone who saw it terrified, especially Xu Qing's expression was as usual from the beginning to the end, his expression was as calm as water, and there was not even a drop of blood on his body.

There was a strong light in Yan Yan's eyes, and she looked straight at Xu Qing. She found that Xu Qing's gameplay made her more excited and obsessed than before.

She was breathing more and more uncontrollably. At this moment, she couldn't help but raised her finger and put it in her mouth again, biting it open and sucking her own blood.

It seems that only in this way can she get that kind of trembling in her heart.

Xu Qing glanced at Yan Yan, didn't pay attention to it, waved his hand, and suddenly the resentment lingering around the body of the dying middle-aged monk erupted instantly, turning into countless illusory faces, devouring it violently towards the weak middle-aged monk and go.

The shrill voice echoed again, lasted for several breaths, and then stopped abruptly.

Died of anger.

As for the cultivation of other water tanks, they are all trembling at the moment, with indescribable fear in their despair. They thought that talking was a nightmare before, but now they know that compared with now, it was just ordinary.

It was useless for Xu Qing to absorb these foundations, so he radiated a divine thought.

In the next moment, the black iron stick flew out, flying towards the remaining six cultivators at an extremely fast speed, piercing through their brows in an instant, absorbing their souls, and returning as afterimages.

The dead golden elixir, the black iron stick was not spared, because there were still remnants of souls in the corpse that were dissipating.

Yan Yan took a deep breath on his fingers, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and looked at Xu Qing.

In her eyes, it seemed that the world was blurry, only Xu Qing's figure was extremely clear.

"Brother Xu Qing, do you feel better?"

Xu Qing looked at the fingers of Yanyan's hands, each of which was covered with countless old and new scars from being bitten, so he spoke calmly.

"Don't hurt yourself like this next time, it doesn't look good."

If someone else said this sentence, the words would goug the other person's eyes or pull out the tongue. Even if her grandma spoke, she would do her own way, but only Xu Qing's words, she nodded quickly after hearing it.

"Brother Xu Qing, I will only bite one finger from now on, and bite again after it heals, so that there will be no scars and it will not be ugly."

"Brother Xu Qing, can I... can I get on the boat?" Yan Yan looked at Xu Qing expectantly.

"Next time, I want to practice." Xu Qing said calmly, turned around and walked back to the French ship, and went to the cabin.

The afterglow of the evening fell on the shore, and Yan Yan looked at Xu Qing who was leaving, feeling a little lost in her heart. When she came, she was both happy and sad. The happy thing was that she could see Brother Xu Qing again, but the sad thing was that she heard grandma talk about seven The blood pupil thing.

Therefore, she begged her grandma to give her enough protection, and then she managed to catch the remnants of the seven Yejiu organization.

Then I brought it here and wanted to give it to brother Xu Qing, so that he could be happier.

She didn't know what to do to make Xu Qing happy, so she thought that if it was her, she would be happy if someone gave her such a gift.

But now, she is a little lost.

Looking at the disappearing figure on the French ship, she sat alone on the shore, biting her lower lip, and couldn't help raising her hand again, wanting to bite her finger.

But he held back and tried his best to restrain his habit.

Because Brother Xu Qing didn't like it.

But she couldn't control it anymore, and gradually in this restraint and struggle, hostility appeared in her body.

Originally, she was extremely hostile, but now that the emotions in her heart are fluctuating, the hostility is even stronger.

But at this moment, Xu Qing's calm voice came from inside the French ship.

"sit down."

Yan Yan was stunned, and sat down obediently. When he looked up at the French ship, a long flute sound came from the French ship and drifted away.

The sound of the flute is melodious and comforting, as if it stretches people's thoughts for a very long time.

After dusk, under the bright moon, the hostility of the people on the shore gradually dissipated, and smiles appeared on their faces.

After a long time, after the sound of the flute dissipated, Yan Yan stood up happily.

"Thank you Brother Xu Qing." As she spoke, she bounced away, humming the flute that she had just heard, feeling extremely happy.

In this way, several days passed until the early morning of this day, when Xu Qing, who was meditating cross-legged, suddenly opened his eyes and looked down at his sound transmission jade slip.

After taking it out, Qi Ye's solemn voice echoed in his ears.

"As a teacher, I have found traces of candle lighting and the whereabouts of Sheng Yunzi. I have confirmed that this is not an ambush. Next, the alliance will do its best to release the mission of killing blood."

"Xu Qing, are you willing to accept the order and participate in this matter!"

Xu Qing raised his head suddenly, his expression was extremely cold, and he replied via voice transmission without hesitation.

"The disciple accepts the order!"

(End of this chapter)