out of time

Chapter 729 Lord...be good...me
The smoke curled up, and Zhang San saw the former boy inside.

In the smoke, Xu Qing saw mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

As the smoke dissipated slowly, the two looked at each other, Xu Qing smiled, and Zhang San also smiled. He knocked the pipe on the ground, and the burned soot fell all over the ground.

"This time, what shall I do for you?"

Zhang San asked.

Xu Qing waved his hand, took out his vial and placed it in front of Zhang San.

Over the years, he has seldom used the French ship. Due to the improvement of his cultivation base, the French ship has become tasteless.

But Xu Qing didn't want to give up, so this time he asked Zhang San not only to reminisce about the past, but also to ask Zhang San to help him carry out a major transformation of the French ship.

Zhang San's eyes fell on the French ship, and he didn't need Xu Qing to speak. Looking through the vial, he knew that the French ship had hardly been used, and understood Xu Qing's thoughts, so a strange light appeared in his eyes.

"Big wing?"

Xu Qing nodded.

Zhang San was suddenly excited, rubbed his hands, and thought for a while.

"I can't do it alone. I need to call all the veteran craftsmen from the Sixth Peak of the Seven Blood Eyes. It's not enough. I also need a formation...Xu Qing, I will refine the big wings for you. This matter may require the Seven Bloods It is enough to cooperate with the strength of the whole family of Tong!"

"This matter is extremely difficult for others, but for you, it only needs one sentence."

"And the power source of Da Yi is the key. If it can put a magic weapon, it will be great. If it can use the flesh and blood of a divine creature, it will be even more perfect."

As Zhang San spoke, he took a puff of cigarette, Xu Qing suddenly took out a feather and put it in front of Zhang San.

As soon as the feather came out, the vast power of the gods inside exploded inside. Fortunately, Xu Qing had prepared for it, so the impact was not too big, but it still blurred and distorted the surroundings.

Zhang San's eyes widened suddenly, the smoke in his mouth choked him, he couldn't hold the pipe firmly in his hand, and it fell to the ground with a bang, his entire scalp was about to split open, and a million thunders rumbled in his heart.

He has seen the flesh and blood of divine creatures, more than once, he has even seen the flesh and blood of Zhuying, but the horror contained in this feather is something he has never encountered in his life.

Comparing it with what it used to be, the moments he saw before have become rubbish, just like fireflies and bright moons with this feather.

"This this……"

Zhang San trembled, trembled, coughed for a long time, looked at the two feathers in disbelief, and raised his head with difficulty.

"This is the flesh and blood of the gods."

Xu Qing spoke calmly.

Zhang San's expression froze for a moment. After a while, he silently picked up the cigarette pouch on the ground and took a big puff instinctively. Even with too much force, some sparks flew out and landed on his body.

And his complexion also turned red rapidly, his eyes were bloodshot, his breathing was extremely rapid, his voice was hoarse, and he spoke with determination.

"enough!"

"Xu Qing, I will definitely design an unprecedented large wing for you, and then use this feather as a drive. I believe that this large wing will definitely..."

Xu Qing hesitated, but interrupted his words.

"Brother Zhang San, what I mean is that you design the wings according to the breath of the feather. As for the power source...it's not the feather."

Zhang San was at a loss, looked at Xu Qing, then at Yu Yu, and then he thought of the captain's style... And then, he understood.

And this understanding made him almost petrified, even after Xu Qing left, he didn't recover.

It wasn't until a long time before he breathed a sigh of relief, and his heart trembled endlessly at the answer he had realized before.

"Feathers are not suitable as a power source, which means that there are more of them. If there is a little flesh and blood of this kind of god, there are many ways to obtain it, but if you have a huge amount..."

"They, could they have slaughtered God!"

Zhang San was shocked, and immediately suppressed this thought. He knew very well that there are some things that he can know, and there are some things that he doesn't know even if he knows them!
It was getting late at the moment, Xu Qing, who had left Zhang San's place, was walking on the streets of the county capital. He didn't deliberately hide his aura, but the fluctuations in his body made it impossible for ordinary eyes to form his figure.

Walking in the crowd, feeling the hustle and bustle of the place, Xu Qing's heart is very peaceful.

He saw the monks, the sword-wielders, the common people, and even the words of patrolling with an unhappy face and killing intent in his eyes.

In Yan Yan's eyes, Xu Qing could not be seen, she walked past Xu Qing with murderous emotions.

Xu Qing stared, walked over for a while, and left from Yanyan's side.

After he left, Yan Yan's footsteps suddenly stopped, and then he turned his head suddenly to look around, and for a long while... silently lowered his head.

As time passed, the night became darker and the crowd gradually decreased. Xu Qing, who was walking towards the Sheriff's Mansion, stopped and looked behind her.

A hundred feet away behind him, there is a person squatting, but his posture is like a dog.

The moment Xu Qing paused, he also stopped, with doubts in his eyes, looking in Xu Qing's direction.

There is no figure of Xu Qing in his pupils.

But he could perceive Xu Qing's aura, which was his talent, so although he couldn't see it, he still followed him all the way, until now, he felt that aura and disappeared.

This made him depressed, and he squatted there silently, as if abandoned.

But beside him, Xu Qing stood there, looking at the person in front of him.

This person is a little dumb.

Xu Qing had sensed the other party a long time ago, and he could see at a glance that his cultivation base had reached the level of the third group of life fires, and even opened a lot of magic apertures, only two away from the fourth group of life fires.

This kind of aptitude, placed in any sect, is already regarded as the arrogance of the arrogance.

And the many injuries on his body are enough to show that all of this was caused by his own fighting.

Coupled with his talent, he can perceive things that others can't, all of which make the little mute sure to have a bright future.

"You can ascend to the Heavenly Palace at any time."

Xu Qing spoke calmly.

His words echoed in the empty street, and the little mute was shocked when he heard it, and immediately knelt down and kowtowed continuously.

Every time, very hard.

The little mute didn't stop until a gentle force lifted him up. Relying on his induction, he faced Xu Qing's direction, with reverence in his eyes, and raised five fingers.

Xu Qing understood.

The little mute is saying that he wants to fire five groups of fire, and he wants to follow the path that Xu Qing walked.

Xu Qing nodded, he would like to see someone in the seven blood pupils walking on the road he had walked, but this road is very difficult, so Xu Qing turned and left after pondering.

But there was a jade pendant that appeared in front of the little mute out of thin air, accompanied by Xu Qing's voice, echoing in the little mute's mind.

"Your last magic hole, you can hold this jade pendant and go to the island of the sea corpse tribe to open it between life and death. If you successfully ignite five groups of life fires and form a heavenly palace, then you can go to the prison department and become a pawn."

The little mute shook his body, caught the jade pendant, held it firmly, and looked up into the distance, his eyes became more determined.

He admires Xu Qing, and has always been like this all these years, so he wants to follow Xu Qing's path, wants to gain Xu Qing's approval, and can follow by his side.

In particular, he sensed the terrifying existence in Xu Qing's shadow that he had seen at the beginning. It is even scarier now, but not so scary.

Because of its eyes, looking at Xu Qing all the time, awe and pleading are all the emotions contained in the eyes.

Xu Qing returned to the Sheriff's Mansion, sitting in the attic, looking at the night sky, the surroundings were very quiet, the wind at the end of his ponytail fluttered slightly, just like his heart at the moment.

"Old man, it seems that there are not so many..."

"Some people, walking and walking, can't see."

Xu Qing closed her eyes.

On this day, besides Zhang San and the little mute, he also saw Yan Yan.

Yan Yan became the sword bearer.

Xu Qing didn't meet him, but he finally saw the root of Yan Yan's illness. In his memory, Yan Yan's character was cruel, not only for himself, but also for his enemies.

It seems that continuous torture and self-torture can make her happy.

The grandma who once made Yanyan told Xu Qing that Yanyan was ill.

At that time Xu Qing couldn't see the answer, but now he knows.

Yan Yan is the only person he has met in these years without any abnormality in his body.

Except for Yanyan, even if other people seem to be absent, they are actually cleared. After a long time, they will still appear, which is different from Yanyan.

Yanyan's body seems to have never been different.

Because her heterogeneity has been integrated into her soul, and her soul has been seriously polluted, which makes her crazy, perverted, self-abuse, and it is conceivable that as time goes by, as she grows up, she will become more and more crazy .

This is also the reason why her grandmother dotes on her. She knows that her granddaughter will not live long.

But after experiencing the moon sacrifice, in Xu Qing's eyes, the soul whose words were severely polluted also possessed a trace of divinity.

Therefore, although Xu Qing didn't see Yanyan, he fused a piece of red mother's feather into Yanyan's soul, and left her a sentence, asking her to try to practice with the power of feathers.

"She is very suitable for cultivating God."

Xu Qing opened his eyes and looked in the direction of Yinghuang Prefecture, where there is a Ghost Emperor Mountain
Qi Ye left three days ago and went to Ghost Emperor Mountain, because the youngest was practicing there, and the little boy who practiced there with him was also the little boy back then.

Thoughts, as the wind blows, continue to spread, Xu Qing thinks about many past events, many old people, such as Qingqiu, she is also in Yinghuangzhou.

In the end, Xu Qing looked at Nanhuangzhou.

At this moment, the wind stopped, Xu Qing's thoughts and eyes were retracted together, and he spoke lightly.

"Ever since you obtained the flesh and blood of the red mother, you have been looking at me so beggingly, especially when You Lingzi was taken away by my master, your gaze is even stronger, so...do you want to eat?"

As soon as Xu Qing's words came out, under the moonlight, his shadow immediately made waves, quickly spread around, and a dark coffin rose from the inside, covered with eyes.

Every eye showed reverence and pleading, and intermittent mood swings reverberated in Xu Qing's heart.

"Master... Be good... I..."

"Eat, eat...force...I...sacrifice..."

"Shenhuo..."

(End of this chapter)