Liyue Taoist of Yuanshen

At the first moment of the fight, Ke Qing knew that letting the Qianyan Army go to melee combat would be death, so they had already left.

Ke Qing was quite embarrassed at this time. The apostle's elemental attack was powerful, but her own thunder element skills had little effect.

The fighting time was very short, but Ke Qing already knew that she couldn't last long.

But she couldn't step back. Behind her, was Ouyang lying on the ground.

She didn't know what Ouyang wanted to do, everything was sudden.

In her eyes, Ouyang stepped forward with a serious expression, with a desperate attitude, and then suddenly fell down while the rhythm of the whole body was flowing.

Ke Qing, who was unprepared, was still calm, remembering that Ouyang had said to protect her body, so the situation became what it is now.

It's almost reaching its limit.

The tiredness of her body made her know that she was about to lose it. Looking at the apostle who had gathered energy and was ready to attack, Ke Qing knew that she couldn't stop it this time.

Having decided to keep her promise to keep Ouyang's body, she turned her head and glanced at the unconscious man with a bit of self-deprecation in her eyes.

Didn't expect me to die with this bastard.

Ke Qing, who has accepted her fate, has a long sword of lightning flashing in her hands. Even if it is death, she will fight to the last moment!

Looking at Ke Qing who was still about to struggle to the death, the apostle sneered in his eyes, and sneered in his mouth: "It's a touching scene, you can run, but you don't, is he your lover? Hahaha... So, are you ready to accept death?"

Faced with ridicule, she, who was already determined to die, said stubbornly, "Damn you!"

Then...

Then the apostle suddenly and silently fell down...

kindness? ? ?

This sudden change made her emotionally incoherent. Looking at the fallen body of the apostle, it slowly turned into dark energy and dissipated in the wind.

Ke Qing's mind was a little stunned, she stared wide-eyed, kept her sword-wielding posture motionless, and seemed a little cute for a while.

The wind blew her ponytail, and when she realized it, she glanced at the apostle who had no ashes left, then turned to look at Ouyang lying on the ground behind her, and finally understood the matter.

Is the Array Mage so... unpredictable?

With a strange look, she put away her long sword, picked up Ouyang who was still in a coma, and walked towards the Qianyan Army's garrison.

In the resident, Dong Yuanliang is reorganizing the team and doing the final finishing work.

This difficult battle was finally over, and instead of joy and cheers, the atmosphere in the entire barracks became more and more dull after the death lists were reported one by one.

Apart from Jiang Shaoyuan, the team leader was the only one left. The squad leader, team leader and most of the soldiers were killed and injured. There are less than 30 people still standing in the camp.

To restrain the mind, although the heart is painful, the most important thing now is to handle things well.

He let out a breath of foul breath, and in the tent, he continued to work.

Time comes to afternoon.

Ke Qing, who was talking with Dong Yuanliang, received a report from outside, and Ningguang came.

Walking out of the station, from a distance, I saw Ningguang coming with a large number of Qianyan Army.

After meeting, Ke Qing asked suspiciously, "Why are you here?"

"This group of jade pavilions lifted off, and the whole Liyue Harbor saw it, so I came naturally. You... experienced the battle?"

"Five abyss mages summoned ten Qiuqiuyan Helmets, and finally an abyss apostle."

Taking a deep look at Keqing, Ningguang said, "I will check everything out, thank you here."

"Don't thank me, the biggest credit is Ouyang."

"Oh? What about others?"

Ke Qing pointed to a tent: "I'm in a coma."

Chapter 42 Losing Money!

Wake up to an unfamiliar ceiling.

This bad familiarity made Ouyang feel very uncomfortable, and what was even worse was the whole body discomfort.

The sequelae of the Du Tianzhuansha formation began to appear.

The empty spiritual power in his body makes his body weak, which is still the lightest.

I don't know if it was contaminated with the causal relationship of the other party, but a lot of memory fragments of the apostles were stuffed in my mind.

These fragments are messy and disordered, unable to piece together a complete incident, and there are crazy screams.

"Up! Up! Up!"

"why why why!"

"What did we do wrong! What did we do wrong!"

Accompanied by malicious shouts, the fragments of memory showed pictures.

There are scenes of cheering under the blue sky,

There is a picture of a sea of ​​fire around, hiding in a corner and trembling,

There are roars unwilling to be immersed in darkness.

This is an anger spanning 500 years, mixed with malice, madness, and a brain that wants to drill into his brain, as if he wants to use such a long memory to wash him away.

"Pro!"

Physical and mental stability, invincible.

The chaotic thoughts in his head stabilized again, he sat up, and began to meditate to restore his spiritual power.

It seems that the apostle should be the remnants of Kanria 500 years ago. After the country was destroyed by the seven gods, they seem to have gone crazy.

But these have nothing to do with Ouyang. He doesn't care about them. On the battlefield, it's your life and death, and Ouyang won't sympathize when you get off the battlefield.

With the gathering of spiritual power, the dry earth in the body turned into an oasis again, the feeling of weakness gradually dissipated, and the body felt a lot better.

Soon, Ouyang's body was full of spiritual energy, and the breeze re-surrounded him.

Opening his eyes, he saw a pair of perfectly round legs.

"you're awake?"

Ningguang sat not far from Ouyang's bed, the fringe on his forehead swaying in the breeze.

"I saw you meditating when I came, so I just sat down and waited. How are you feeling now?"

Seeing her really concerned expression, Ouyang was indifferent.

The scenes in this battle flashed through my mind, I raised my head, met her eyes, and said, "Losing money!"

kindness?

The red pupils revealed doubts: "Shouldn't this be part of the after-sales service? Ouyang, I have reason to believe that you are deceiving me!"

"It's different. I will help you build the Qunyu Pavilion after sale, but this battle is not. That's another price!"

Ouyang didn't give an inch, and continued: "Do you know how dangerous this time is? Force me to go all out! Without me, your Qunyu Pavilion, Qianyan Army, including Yuheng Xingkeqing, would be gone. So , give the money!"

Regarding Ouyang's words, Ningguang was noncommittal, looking at the cigarette stick in his hand, and said without any fluctuations in his tone.

"Okay, tell me first, how much do you want me to pay?"

"5 million Mora!"

No response, Ningguang got up and left after hearing the number.

"Hey, Ningguang, don't go, it's negotiable, 2 million, 2 million Mora will do."

Seeing that Ningguang opened the curtain and really wanted to leave, Ouyang immediately lowered the price with a smile on his face.

"Look, if your group of jade pavilions are gone, the loss will be even greater, and my credit is a little bit, right? Don't be stingy if you are such a rich woman, you can do things with a little money. ."

"Ouyang, you've been in a coma for three days. I've already arranged for Qian Yanjun's pension. You don't need to be so circumspect to fight for their welfare."

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After speaking, Ningguang left, and the tent became quiet again.

The smile on his face disappeared, looking at the swinging curtain, Ouyang didn't chase after him anymore.

This woman is too smart to be likable.

His body has recovered, and Ouyang is ready to go out for a walk.

Walking out of the tent, I found that the camp has changed, covering a larger area and more people.

All the way to the familiar shade of the tree, looking at the Qunyu Pavilion that has fallen down again, the buildings above have been completed, and judging from the fluctuation of the rock element still remaining, Ningguang should have shot up to speed up the construction period.

The craftsmen are doing the final finishing while preparing to leave.

Turning to look at the sun that was already slanting west, in this corner, Ouyang's face was gloomy.

Although this sudden battle is over, it still leaves some doubts, the biggest of which is, why are there five abyss mages here?

This is so unreasonable.

Turning around and looking at the camp in the distance, Ouyang fell into thought.

As Ningguang said before, under the shadow of prosperity in Liyue Harbor, there is an undercurrent.

Some families do not want to be subservient, and they also want to ascend to the position of the seven stars.

But here is confidential, everyone has been here for half a year, and no one has left.

Except... Jiang Shaoyuan!

Thinking of this, Ouyang was going to ask Dong Yuanliang, although if Jiang Shaoyuan was really tipping off, it wouldn't make sense that humans could join forces with the abyss.

But that can come later.

At this time, Dong Yuanliang was packing things in the tent. He was no longer a senior official in the camp. Now the affairs of the military camp are handled by several senior officials of the General Affairs Department brought by Ningguang.

The pensions for the soldiers who died in the battle have been sorted out and issued, and the living Qianyan Army has also received bounties and vacations. In two days, the Qunyu Pavilion will be completed, and then the living people can go home. Have a good rest for a while.

The door curtain was lifted, and Dong Yuanliang looked up to see Ouyang walking in.

"Master Ouyang, are you awake?"

"Well, come and have a look. One more thing."