Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

  Chapter 1348 Contaminated (23)

  He stood there, his phoenix eyes were dark, terrifyingly black.

  Desolate brows and eyes, snow-white and beautiful figure.

  The hanging hand slowly clenched into a fist, motionless.

  Standing there quietly, not knowing what he was thinking.

soon,

  Ming Zhao ran to the side hall in a panic.

   Pat on the door, shouting outside: "Master—Master—"

   "The big thing is not good—Yin Ci and An Qi are fighting—"

   "Palace Master—Palace Master—"

  The person lying on the bed frowned.

  A Li who had been guarding the bedside immediately stood up.

   "Si Si Si?"

  She closed her eyes and slowly sat up, her cloud-like temple hair hanging down her slender shoulders.

   "A Li, help me get the clothes."

  Her voice was slightly hoarse, with a deep sense of sleepiness.

  A Li pursed his lips when he saw her still sleepy.

   "Si Si. You can sleep a little longer."

  She rubbed her eyes and yawned, "It's okay."

   "Hey, go get me my clothes."

   Ah Li lowered his head and remained silent.

   Silently helping her put the clothes on the bed, she waved her hand to signal him to go out first.

   Ah Li walked outside with his head down.

  The pitch-black eyeballs glanced at Ming Zhao without emotion, for a moment, like a gloomy poisonous snake.

  Ming Zhao was startled.

   Just about to say something, the door opened again.

  The Mistress of the Palace, dressed in a cloudy white dress, came out with her hair down and her skirt lifted.

   "Ming Zhao, what's the situation?"

  Ming Zhao hastily saluted: "Palace Master, Yin Ci woke up a quarter of an hour ago, and when he went out, he happened to run into An Qi who came to look for you."

   "Then Yin Ci made the first move."

  Master Palace Master's complexion is slightly condensed.

  She knew that the first thing he did when he woke up was to seek revenge.

   It's hard to die, but the knife that stabbed him happened to bump into it again, so it's no wonder he didn't make a move.

   Without saying any more, she quickly left the side hall.

  Ming Zhao followed immediately.

   An Qi was thrown to the ground like a piece of rag by a strong and fierce murderous intent.

  The stone slab on the ground cracked and was crushed by his body.

  He vomited blood, covered his dantian, and looked at the figure descending from the sky gloomyly, his teeth almost gnawed on the ground.

  The desolate man stood there with his hands behind his back, his phoenix eyes were cold and beautiful.

   She was dressed in snow-white single clothes, with broad shoulders, and the cinnabar at the end of her eyes glowed brightly in the sun, and she was magnificent.

  He stood there, just passed two moves with him, and he was defeated.

   Defeated to the ground, without a trace of face left.

   An Qi clutched his chest, coughed violently, and spat out blood in big mouthfuls.

  The three guards of Anxie, Anmen and Anmen came in a hurry, and when they saw the man in the flying dust, their expressions changed slightly.

  Looked at each other, and then helped up the seriously injured Anji.

  Darkly wiped the blood from his mouth, and sneered.

   "It seems that we can't escape this disaster today."

  When Yun Si said that he would feed him the antidote, he could have imagined that day would come.

   I just didn't expect that this day would come so soon.

  An Mei knew medical skills, so she only briefly glanced at Yin Ci, her heart trembled, and she lowered her voice and said:

   "His internal strength has recovered at least 80%, our chances of winning are not great, should we"

  She secretly took out a smear of powder.

   It is definitely impossible to fight head-on, but if you can find a way to attack successfully.

   An Qi coughed up another mouthful of blood and shook his head.

   "It's useless, he's very defensive this time, I couldn't get close to him at all just now."

  (end of this chapter)