The Secret of the Seal

"No... If it's over, then...Isn't that two palms...Is it white?" Qingying said hard, while pushing the Emperor Anzhen and Princess Anzhen, it was used. His own strength stood up again.

Although the Qingying station was very unstable, staggering, like drunkenness, but she really stood up again.

The cultivation of the Qingying is clear to everyone. Hardly affected by such heavy weights as Trek, in the anticipation of Emperor Anzhen and Princess Anzhen, Qingying is absolutely impossible to stand up again. Because of this, the look of both of them is full of shock and incredible.

The faintness of Trek's face disappeared at this time. A little more dignity, a pair of brows wrinkled unconsciously.

Although the repair of Qingying is not worth mentioning in his eyes, the spirit and strength of Qingying is that he can't underestimate. [

"Miss Qing, I am Du Yong to serve you!" Du Yong suddenly squatted on the ground, rushing to the Qingying slogan, knowing that everything that Qingying suffered at this time was to save the emperor and the princess. This should be the responsibility of their golden warriors.

"Shadow, even if I beg you, give up, don't be stupid again!" Princess Anzhen cried.

"No! For the people of the Tianyun Empire, I must not give up... never!" Although the shadow of Qingying did not have a trace of blood, but it was awesome, and people almost dared not look straight.

The shadow figure was originally shaken, and it was settled at this time. The delicate body seems to be infinitely stretched in an instant, and it becomes extremely tall and stalwart.

"The surname Cui, and the last... a palm!" Qingying wanted to step forward to Trek, but the two legs were as heavy as lead, and did not listen to her command. Qingying smiled, only Can give up. Standing in shape, exhausted the strength of the body.

"It seems that I have to admit that this seat has looked down on you." Trek whispered a low voice.

Hearing this statement, the face of the unvoiced voice reveals a bit of a smile in the face of pride. The cold road "Come on! I hope that you will abide by your promise, otherwise you will eat your own evil!"

"Ha ha ha ... want to teach this seat? Then have to see if you have the ability to stand up again!" Trek screamed, his body shot suddenly, as an electric light, rushed to the Qingying.

boom!

It was a muffled sound, and the shape of the Qingying was like a dead leaf in the wind. Under the force of Trek's majestic, it flew out.

This third palm is even heavier than the first two palms. The Emperor Anzhen and the Princess An Zhen screamed and shuddered.

"Sister..." The rain ran through the tears and came to the side of Qingying. I saw that the shadows were blue and blue, and my eyes were closed. It was already a remnant candle in the wind.

"Sister, you wake up! Don't scare me, wake up..." The rain is holding the shadow, crying constantly, but the shadow seems to be completely inaudible, without any response.

"Fast! Let me see!" The Emperor Anzhen hurriedly took the pulse of Qingying and carefully examined the situation in his body. This investigation did not matter. The Emperor of Anzhen was stunned.

The internal organs are all displaced, and the body's meridians are all broken in the spirit of Trek. I don't know if it is unintentional or intentional. The last remaining spiritual power in the Qingying body is all in the heart, and it is desperate to maintain the heart of the Qingying, so that it will not be cut off. If it weren't for this last trace of spiritual power, Qingying was only afraid of being mad at this time...