In the days of being a master for the male protagonist

Yuan Lian looked up at Yuan Lie who was getting closer, and the other party was looking at Mo Qingshan with disgust.

Then he mocked, "As far as your cultivation level is concerned, it is your blessing that I accept you as a slave. Don't be ignorant of good and evil."

Mo Qingshan was seriously injured and was completely weak, now hearing Yuan Lie still humiliating people like this, he was about to stand up immediately.

He just struggled, but was held down by someone. He looked at Yuan Lian, and found that the other party was looking at him expressionlessly.

Then, he glanced at Yuan Lie again, his expression tinged with displeasure, "How many slaves have you recruited from the Xuanyuan Sect, isn't it enough?"

Yuan Lie is a person who is not afraid of anything, but also willful and reckless. He is so restless after being trapped here, Yuan Lian can't figure out what is going on in his mind every day.

Yuan Lie grinned and said, "How can those people compare with this little thing..."

He stopped before he finished speaking, thought for a while and said, "Forget it, forget it, forget it if you don't want to, and spare your life."

After speaking, he lifted his foot and left this corner, whispering as he walked: "It's really boring..."

At the corner, only the weak Mo Qingshan and the expressionless Yuan Lian remained.

Mo Qingshan gathered his strength, and said to Yuan Lian with a pale face, "Thank you..."

Yuan Lian pursed her thin lips tightly and ignored him, but slowly helped him up and let him sit against the wall.

Then he said, "The conditions are limited, you...be patient."

Mo Qingshan nodded slowly, and then Yuan Lian stretched out his hand to forcibly restore the two ribs to their original positions, and his luck speeded up his recovery.

Mo Qingshan only felt a piercing pain, but he held it back abruptly, clenched his teeth, and instantly a fishy-sweet breath spread in his mouth.

The gums were bleeding from his bite, but immediately after, a warm force flowed into the painful place, and the broken place began to heal faster.

Mo Qingshan was a little startled. When he saw Yuan Lian this time, he felt that he was much stronger than before, and it was true at first glance.

Even if his own luck would take a long time to recover, but Yuan Lian healed him. In this short period of time, about half an hour, his ribs had already healed more than half.

The rest will be fine slowly.

Mo Qingshan was not in such pain just now, thanks to Yuan Lian, he hurriedly thanked, "Thank you..."

But after all, these two words are still the same. Yuan Lian's expression didn't fluctuate much after hearing this, and he didn't even give him a look.

Looking down carefully, the black palm print on Mo Qingshan's chest still has the remnants of demon energy on it.

He thought it was really troublesome.

However, he still raised his hand, covered the palm print, and began to absorb the magic energy on it.

The sudden warmth and coolness on his chest made Mo Qingshan's original pain and tightness in his chest slowly begin to dissipate.

After a while, he breathed a lot of fresh air, and instantly felt that this feeling of being alive was really good.

The body is basically fine, and the bruises on the chest have also dissipated.

Afterwards, Mo Qingshan stood up with his support against the wall, and thanked Yuan Lian again, "Thank you for troubling you."

Yuan Lian glanced at him, her eyes casually glanced at the collar he hadn't tidied up in the future, the bruises were white and smooth.

He looked away somewhat unnaturally.

Said, "It's okay." After finishing speaking, he lifted his foot and left.

After he left, it wasn't until Mo Qingshan felt a chill in his chest that he realized that his collar hadn't been adjusted in time, so he hurriedly raised his hand to tidy it up, and then walked out.

Song Guizhou was still surrounded by that burst of golden light, absorbing the source of his own clan, and several people stayed in this formation, without knowing the time or how long it had passed.

Finally, under the expectant eyes of everyone, the golden light gradually faded, and Song Guizhou slowly landed on the ground.

Su Qinghuai stepped forward, and saw that he seemed to be a little different, but his figure and appearance remained the same, but the aura around him became... more powerful.

It is somewhat similar to Di Xun's aura.

He stepped forward and asked, "How is it? Is there any discomfort?"

Facing Su Qinghuai's concerned words, Song Guizhou smiled lightly, then leaned over and whispered in his ear, "It's not a problem to ask you..."

It made Su Qinghuai blush instantly.

He stared at Song Guizhou speechlessly, and he was still joking at this time.

But from what he said, there should be no problem.

Seeing that Song Guizhou absorbed the strength smoothly, others also came over.

In front of the dragon statue, Youtong approached and said, "Without the support of strength, the barrier will almost be broken."

The voice just fell.

They felt the ground tremble and the mountains shook, and then they heard the sound of boulders falling.

Su Qinghuai and the others quickly moved aside, and only looked at the stone dragon after withdrawing from a safe distance.

It is beginning to shatter from top to bottom, and the huge rubble is falling down, and the sound of the dragon statue collapsing can be heard throughout the palace.

The gravel fell from a high place, hit the ground and turned into ashes, and a layer of dust was stirred up.

After the dragon statue completely collapsed, the turmoil in the entire palace not only did not stop, but intensified.

Youtong said solemnly, "It's not good that this place is going to collapse."

Immediately afterwards, the stones above the palace also began to fall. There were more than ten gold-painted stone pillars in the palace. From the small gravel at the beginning to the end, the stone pillars also began to shake.

It wasn't until after a faint wave of spiritual power that You Tong said, "The barrier is broken, let's go."

Raising his hand to form a teleportation image, You Tong asked Su Qinghuai and the others to leave first, while he was behind.

It was late at night outside, and more than a month had passed since Mo Qingshan disappeared in the Taimiao.

Earlier, the emperor sent someone to help him find it, but later on, he didn't pay much attention to it. Instead, he thought that Mo Qingshan might have left beforehand.

After all, he has already worshiped those immortals as his teachers, maybe he left without telling him something.

But Jin Wang and his wife didn't think so. How could they not know what their son was like, and he would never leave without saying hello.

Something must have happened.

In front of the Jinwang Mansion.

Several people stopped in their tracks, Su Qinghuai said to Mo Qingshan, "Thank you for taking care of me these days, let's just leave now."

Once they found someone, there was no reason to stay any longer, and they had to rush back to Qinghong Sword Sect.

Saying goodbye was a bit sudden, Mo Qingshan was taken aback when he heard the words, and then said with some reluctance, "Are you in such a hurry?"

He thought they could stay a few more days before leaving.

Su Qinghuai nodded with a smile, and responded that if there is a chance to get together again in the future, he must make an appointment with Mo Qingshan and have a good time.

Mo Qingshan looked up at Yuan Lian again, and found that the other party looked over inadvertently. Seeing this, he smiled politely at Yuan Lian.

Then he looked at Su Qinghuai and said, "Since the senior is leaving, it's not easy for the junior to force him to stay. Let's meet again when we have a chance."

"it is good……"