After the Fairy Disappeared

  Chapter 138 Shui Ling's sacrifice

  Zhao Qinghe and other personal guards advanced several miles, and suddenly saw several people dead on the road ahead, and the road was stained with blood, so they couldn't help but be surprised.

   Everyone jumped off the horse to inspect, but found that the dead were all fresh faces, and no one recognized them.

   There are weapons on the ground, it is hard to tell whose weapon it is.

  Zhao Qinghe was so anxious that he said in a deep voice, "Get on the horse, hurry up!"

  More than a dozen horsemen whipped their whips into the air, and hurried forward, and finally saw the figure of their own team in front of them.

   There are still people accompanying, it seems... okay?

  Zhao Qinghe and Mao Tao were a little puzzled, but they put it back when they raised it.

  The team looked normal, the official carriages moved forward in an orderly manner, and the civilians helped the old and the young. Mrs. Ying softened her heart and allowed the old man who couldn't walk to sit in the carriage, saving some energy and slowing down.

  Hearing the sound of hooves from behind, the whole team tensed up, and then they found out that the person who came was their own, and they breathed a sigh of relief.

  He Chunhua, He Yue and his son came to welcome them on horseback. The joy on their faces gradually faded after seeing Zhao Qinghe and others, and turned solemn.

  After more than 30 people left behind, less than 20 came back.

  He Lingchuan was not among them.

  He Chunhua's voice was rough: "Where's Chuaner?"

  He Yue asked at the same time: "Where's my brother?"

   "The subordinate is incompetent." Zhao Qinghe glanced at Mao Tao, "When we were evacuating, the young master was hit by a cold arrow, and he and his horse fell into the cliff."

  The He family father and son were sluggish.

  A gust of mountain wind blew past, making people's limbs cold.

  He Chunhua couldn't believe it, and murmured: "This is wrong! How is this possible?"

  He Yue woke up like a dream, and shouted: "Nonsense!" He rode his horse and was about to charge back and forth.

   Mao Tao held down his reins: "Second young master can't go, there are still pursuers behind!"

  He Yue said angrily: "Let go!"

  Where can I put Maotao.

  He Yue lashed his hand with a whip.

  Zeng Feixiong came from behind, grabbed He Yue's whip, and asked Zhao Qinghe urgently: "I want to meet people, can you see, see the young master at the bottom of the cliff?"

   "No." Mao Tao shook his head, "I went down the rope to look for it, but there was only a horse corpse, and I didn't see the young master."

  Zeng Feixiong breathed a sigh of relief: "If you die, you will see a corpse. If there is no corpse, maybe the young master is still alive. Under the cliff is the fairy lake!"

  He Yue heard what he said, and there was hope in his eyes.

"Below is the gravel beach, where the horses fell to their deaths..." Zhao Qinghe bumped into Mao Tao, who immediately changed his words, "...but the young master is relatively light, maybe he was blown out by the mountain wind and fell into the lake, also, also unknown?"

   "It must be so!" He Yue resolutely said, "Is there still a path to go back? I'll go find him!"

  He Chunhua pressed his shoulder: "The overall situation is the most important, your brother is fine!"

   "Father?" He Yue was stunned.

  He Chunhua's complexion was also ugly, green and white, but he gritted his teeth and said, "Your brother is born to be a lucky general, and he will surely come to life. Don't worry too much! Don't run around, you are needed here."

   "Just because Zhao Mandu Shaman said his fate is good, doesn't he need our help... Father?" He Yue was in the middle of retorting, when he saw He Chunhua's forehead covered in cold sweat and shortness of breath, he couldn't help being startled.

  My brother fell off the cliff, so my father can't have another accident.

  He Chunhua grabbed his arm and said sharply, "He's fine! Did you hear that?"

  Master's facial muscles twisted: "He will take advantage of danger, understand?"

  The last three words were almost shouted out.

   It was the first time He Yue saw him lose his composure, so he subconsciously nodded.

  He Chunhua stretched out his hand and pointed at the car formation, and the voice squeezed out from between his teeth: "Go back!"

  He Yue had no choice but to turn his horse's head and walk back, turning his head three times a step.

  He Chunhua was still facing that road, and he could only see his father's back.

   Zhao Qinghe gulped down several mouthfuls of clear water in this room. He was busy killing the enemy all night, but he didn't even moisten his throat. Zeng Feixiong came over, he hurriedly asked: "Why is there a corpse on the way?"

   "Bitter Lu." Zeng Feixiong said in a low voice, "Your Excellency expected Pei Xinyong to stop Shaoziyan's ambush. There may have been some mistakes or omissions. He specially sent us to surround them, lest they sneak to the east and cause trouble for you."

  At that time, Young Master He was leading people to surround Xishan Road. If a group of bandits suddenly appeared in the rear, it would be easy to break the attack. Zhao Qinghe sighed: "Your Majesty predicts things like a god."

"I took more than a hundred brothers and went around to the back of Shaoziyan. Sure enough, I intercepted and killed these twenty or thirty grandsons in the forest, and killed the last few on the mountain road. They are all frightened birds, and they are not difficult to kill." Zeng Feixiong hated Said, "It's a pity, young master, alas!"

  Back to the team, Mrs. Ying asked He Yue: "What happened later, are Chuan Er and Zhao Qinghe back?"

   "Mother..." He Yue felt a heavy weight on his heart, so heavy that he didn't even have the strength to open his mouth.

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  Wait until Wu Shaoyi who was not far away regained his strength and slowly opened his eyes, he saw He Lingchuan crawling out of the turtle's belly, covered in blood.

  As soon as he came out, he gasped wildly.

  The inside of the tortoise's belly is really not a place for people to live in. It's stuffy and smelly, and he can't even breathe.

  Seeing He Lingchuan approaching, Wu Shaoyi asked him: "Have you got it?"

   "Yeah." He Lingchuan just touched eight round **** inside the turtle's belly, where he couldn't tell. Illuminate it with candlelight, and there is a touch of whiteness in the blood-stained gap.

  If it is that kind of ball, there should be only two, so he is basically sure that this should be the "bead" that the crocodile monster said.

  In addition to Bazhu, he also cut a few pieces of meat by the way. This turtle demon lay in the lake and absorbed the essence of the sun and the moon for many years. It is said that it is full of treasures, right? Although I don't know what to do with it.

  The meat of the turtle demon is eaten by the crocodile demon, crabs and water mice, and of course he can also get it. All living beings are equal, he should not be discriminated against.

  Thanks for the gift of nature, for the generosity of the water spirit, for giving.

  He Lingchuan thought for a while, then went around to Gumi, cutting for a while.

  Eat what you eat to supplement what you eat. For some people, this is the real supplement, and it must be charged at a high price.

  He was still thinking about the whole thing: the turtle shell should not be wasted, and he will come back to collect it later when he is free.

   "There is a pill in the head of the turtle, which was eaten by the crocodile monster." Wu Shaoyi whispered: "You are lucky."

  The so-called scale-moving refers to the genus of turtles, snakes, lizards, and crocodiles. It is said that carps can transform into dragons, but in fact, the Zoulin clan can also transform into dragons and dragons if they have the opportunity.

  In their bodies, Yuanzhu can also be condensed like dragons.

   Yuanzhu and Yaodan are different. Every monster who is successful in cultivation has pills, but Yuanzhu can only come out from the scale clan, clams and shells.

  He Lingchuan looked closely at Wu Shaoyi's wound: "The bleeding is gone, and his complexion looks better."

  Wu Shaoyi's face was even slightly rosy. At best, this is the effect of the elixir, at worst, it is the return of the light, and the life will not be long.

   "I need to regain my strength before I can go ashore with you."

  (end of this chapter)