I'm the villain's own mother

Chapter 332 Recovery

Author: Lou Wan

Chapter 332 Recovery

Master Jade frowned and silently put his hand on Yu Qilin's back.

Yu Qilin's will was still there, but there was panic in his voice.

"Dad, what are you doing?"

Sect Master Jade smiled: "Dad is not helping you, dad just wants to be willful once."

The spiritual power in the body returned bit by bit, and the jade unicorn's eyes filled with tears.

And those disciples of the Immortal Sect who were subdued by Han Yuan's move and were unable to fight back seemed to feel something stirring in their hearts when they saw this scene.

"My time is coming soon, and I will be better than you now. After all, I am not controlled by divine beasts or vicious beasts."

Xiao Fengyuan smiled and spoke, and Hanyuan gritted his teeth and said: "How can these things survive until now?"

"You can live until now, why can't they?" Su Hu, the Qi man, was ranked second and no one was ranked first.

After hearing this, Xiao Fengyu's lips curved slightly, he pulled out the dagger from his legs, stood up and added.

"really."

As he spoke, the Star-Chasing Sword flashed slightly, Xiao Fengyu stepped forward and faced Hanyuan with a set of Muddy Water Swords. Hanyuan was dealing with Xiao Fengyuan while being controlled by the beast spirit, and was at a disadvantage for a moment.

Fu Huaiying also smiled at this moment, and within a few seconds, he threw out hundreds of talismans.

"Xiao Fengyu, it's really unjust for you to come up here alone."

"No, our senior brother Xiao has also learned to take credit now."

Xiao Fengyu shook his head helplessly and looked at Jiang Yingsi.

"Sooner or later, my reputation will be defeated by you two."

His feet trembled, Xiao Fengyu moved lightly, and frowned when he looked at the suddenly stumbling beast.

Sect Master Jade spurted a mouthful of blood on Jade Qilin's back.

Yu Qilin could feel the warmth on his back, but he did not dare or could not look back. He could only feel the hands of the Jade Sect Leader gradually becoming weak and falling. The tears rolled down to the ground, rolling together with the dust and mud on the ground.

There is no trace anymore.

The depletion of physical and spiritual energy and the grief in his heart attacked Jade Qilin.

The suppression of Han Yuan by the four divine beasts was obviously not as good as before. It was precisely because of this that Han Yuan freed up his hand, slashed at Xiao Fengyu with his magic sword.

Xiao Fengyu had some pain in his legs and was not as agile as before. This made it even harder for him to dodge.

Hot blood sprayed on Xiao Fengyu's face, and the fragrance of vegetation floated in the air.

He watched helplessly as Chi Ye was split in half by the magic knife.

Liu Wen was stunned on the spot, and Chi Ye moved his lips, but couldn't make any sound.

"Chi Chi. Chi Ye?."

Liu Wenzhen's voice trembled, and he stumbled towards Chi Ye's body, hugging half of Chi Ye's body and crying helplessly.

Hanyuan smiled: "The grass and trees clan? I didn't expect that even today, my magic sword can do the job of cutting again."

After saying that, he shot straight towards Liu Wenxuan. Xiao Fengyu blocked the blow, but was caught off guard by another evil energy that escaped him. Before Liu Wenxuan's Chi Ye could even scream, the evil energy shattered the elixir.

Xiao Fengyu hurried over, but before he could take two steps, his leg was injured by the sword energy of the Divine Sword.

Blood mixed with dust and mud, cold sweat dripped from Xiao Fengyu's forehead, and Jiang Yingsi's sword finally pierced Chanyuan's shoulder under the cover of Fu Huaiying.

Hanyuan fought off Jiang Yingsi and walked towards Jade Qilin with eager eyes.

The divine sword was overflowing with blood, and Hanyuan laughed wildly amid the endless blood.

"Sister, what are you doing?"

Someone among the young disciples who had just arrived to wield the sword suddenly said this.

Xie Chunyu looked back at his brother and smiled for the first time in his life. It was stiff and jerky, so it didn't look good.

The next second, she put her hand on Jade Qilin's back.

Spiritual power is like a mud cow entering the sea, it goes in but never comes out.

It's nothing more than a drop in the bucket.

There was a disciple behind him who put his hand on Xie Chunyu's back, only to find that the girl was trembling with fear.

The divine sword was turned around by Ji Kong's spiritual power, but it still easily cut Xie Chunyu's neck.

As Yu Qilin's thoughts turned around, he felt a slight chill on the exposed part of his back. Later, he thought that those might be the tears of the girl's unfulfilled wish.

"Sister!"

After all these years, Xie Chunfeng only called Ajie at this moment without warning or thinking.

Perhaps Xie Chunfeng's voice was too sorrowful, and the numb people came to their senses in a trance.

Hanyuan raised his hand and slashed the magic sword straight at Yu Qilin's face. Jing Shen used all his strength to barely catch the sword.

Mrs. Song wanted to step over, but Head Song held her sleeve.

Jing Shen's eyes were full of resentment, but he could only watch Han Yuan approaching.

"Ah!" Yu Qilin roared angrily. When Jingkong looked at him, his eyes were already red, and the muscles and veins all over his body seemed to be about to explode. He looked extremely terrifying.

The mythical beast seemed to be inspired by something, and suddenly became energetic again.

Hanyuan suddenly stopped and laughed.

"Is it worth burning your own life just to maintain the mythical beast for a moment?"

The veins on Yu Qilin's neck popped out, and he spat out fragmentary words one by one.

"It's worth it! Master! Sister! It's worth it!"

The smile between Hanyuan's brows faded slightly.

"Song Lanjun is really ridiculous. She betrayed her relatives, killed her friends, and stabbed her master in the back, just to get love. The love she had from the beginning."

After saying this, it was like a sharp sword coming out of its sheath and slashing towards the jade unicorn.

"Inherit the energy from the sky, feed it back to the earth, and send the spirit to me! Pass it on!"

Wisps of spiritual power flow slowly into the veins of the jade unicorn like a gurgling stream.

Everyone turned around and looked at the source of this weak spiritual power.

They are a new group of disciples from Taiyan Palace.

A disciple with weak spiritual power.

The leader was Xie Chunfeng, who looked sad.

The mythical beast stood up slowly, but when it was halfway up, it fell to the ground again.

The young disciple with weak spiritual power fell to his knees due to the backlash.

I don't know who spoke first.

"Inherit the energy from the sky, feed it back to the earth, and send the spirit to me! Pass it on!"

Like thunder.

"Feed back to the earth, and the spirit will fall on me! Pass it on!"

"The spirit fell upon me! Pass it on!"

"pass!"

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The sky was as thick as ink, and finally half of the skylight seemed to have fallen.

The gurgling streams merged into rivers, and with the support of spiritual power, the mythical beast once again attacked Hanyuan.

Hanyuan used the divine sword to confront him, but was pinned to the ground by the suddenly ferocious beast.

In the midst of this chaos, Song Zhujun walked up to Hanyuan without any hesitation or joy.

Looking at Chanyuan's face turning purple, he looked away again.

He reached out and groped for something on Hanyuan's body, and finally took out the sapphire that was the leader of the Immortal Sect Conference at that time from the side of Hanyuan's waist.

Soft fire and hard snow were intertwined in the green jade. Song Zhujun waved his hand and gathered the soft fire and hard snow in his hand.

As Hanyuan struggled under the feet of the mythical beast, Song Zhujun pulled out a soft whip that merged into one and tightly strangled Hanyuan's neck.

"Song Zhujun! Come back here!"

Due to the influx of spiritual power from disciples of various sects, Yu Qilin more or less recovered half of his human appearance. Seeing Song Zhujun being so bold, he couldn't help but roar.

Hanyuan's lips curved slightly, she looked at Song Zhujun and sighed: "Thank you so much, Miss Song."

Suddenly shaken away by the blooming evil spirit, Song Zhujun raised his hand to gently wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth and smiled slowly.

(End of chapter)