Chapter 401 The End of the Song

Linger pulled Leng Lingxue to her side and held her hand tightly and said, "It has happened. Don't go out to stop it again. How can those devils give up if they don't do this?" He said and pouted to the demon people.

Leng Lingxue turned her head and looked at the demon people, with cold light in her eyes, and endless murderous intent permeated her. Linger was the closest to Leng Lingxue. How could she not feel this murderous spirit? She tightened Leng Lingxue and gently shook her head to signal not to act rashly.

Leng Lingxue calmed down, but Qing'er began to storm away. After Qing'er stretched out her hand and burned Huangfu Yuran, her eyes had become red. There were hot flames burning in her hands, and there were flames swimming around her.

Slowly, Qinger looked up at the sky, and her hands also pointed to the sky at this moment. With Qinger's move, the sky began to change, and the originally clear sky began to turn red. The clouds seemed to be stained with blood, and it seemed to be burned by fire, and the whole sky was immersed in blood red.

Qinger turned her eyes back at the sky, stared at the demon people coldly, and shouted coldly, "You killed Brother Yuran. Qing'er wants you all to be buried with you! Go to hell! Meteor rain!" With that, he suddenly waved his hands high to the sky.

A rumble of thunder suddenly came from the sky, and with the thunder, huge fireballs suddenly formed and smashed down the people in the sky. That momentum will never be like anyone present, the breath of frightening flames and the suffocating hot feeling.

The mutiny in the sky once again awakened the sad Linger and Leng Lingxue. Linger hurriedly shouted, "Qing'er, stop!" But the fireball has been hit. Can it be stopped again?

If this fireball is triggered by others with Zhenyuan, it may not be changed after the action, but it is indeed an accident here in Qinger. Qing'er has basically lost her mind and was woken up by Linger's delicate shout.

Seeing Linger's resentful eyes and Linger's gently shaking hazel head, Qinger stamped her feet angrily, pouted her little mouth and grabbed the air. The fireballs falling from the air exploded in an eye, as if someone had set off fiery red fireworks in the air, which was very beautiful.

Without the threat of fireball, it doesn't mean that you are really at peace. Qinger snorted coldly, stretched out her palm flat in front of her and pushed it out. She shouted coldly, "You... get out of the frozen demon realm. If I let me see you in the frozen demon realm again...hum!"

With Qinger's cold hum, a tall fire wall slowly pushed towards the demon people with the sound of burning flames. The hot breath of this fire wall is not weaker than the fireballs falling from the sky. No one knows how the seemingly weak little girl could use such a powerful move.

In the face of the burning flames, the demon people chose to retreat, and this retreat was 30 feet. After retreating to 30 feet away, the wall of fire gradually went out.

Looking at the demon people who withdrew 30 feet away, Long Aotian shouted in a low voice, "Since Huangfu Yuran's body has also been burned, you should all disperse. From now on, you are not allowed to embarras them again." With that, he pointed to Linger and others and continued, "If it's not, you will be the enemy of my dragon, so you can take care of yourself!"

In fact, Long Aotian didn't say anything, and the demon people also knew what to do. Originally, they only wanted to target Huangfu Yuran. Now Huangfu Yuran has died, and even his body has been burned to ashes. The so-called death and resentment, there is no need to embarrass the people around him, and the original Huangfu family...

Thinking of this, Ziyan was silent for a moment, waved her hand and turned away with the people of the soul-sama hall. Since someone takes the lead, it will spread quickly. In the absence of a stale of incense, only a group of Linger and the cold and arrogant killing dragon Aotian were left at the scene.

Long Aotian shook his head gently and looked at Linger. He turned to the other side and seemed to be talking to himself and said, "That's all I can do. Next, it's up to you, immortal!" After saying that, a blur disappeared in front of everyone, and no one knew how he left.

After Long Aotian left, an old man with white hair held a wine gourd in his hand and walked to Linger and others while drinking wine. There was a faint smile on his face and a faint helplessness.

When the old man was about to approach, several people around Linger released their whole body momentum at the same time, telling the old man not to take another step forward.

The old man looked up and took a sip of wine. He didn't care about everyone's behavior at all. He waved his hand and said, "Don't be so nervous. I'm not malicious..." The figure was blurred between his words, and he was already by Linger when he appeared again.

A man suddenly appeared around her. Linger was really shocked and nervously withdrew a small step and stared at the old man cautiously. The old man seemed to have no malice. He smiled and whispered, "I want to save Huangfu Yuran, but now I'm the only one. If I hesitate for a while, I'm afraid I'll be exhausted!"

Linger was stunned for a moment. Huangfu Yuran had obviously been burned by Qinger with flames. Why did the old man say that it could be saved? Could it be that... Linger looked at Qing'er with a doubtful face and an innocent face. If the old man was right, it was Qing'er who secretly tamped with it.

Qing'er spit out her little tongue innocently and said with tears on her face, "Brother Yuran loves Qinger the most. How can Qinger burn Brother Yuran! Moreover, Qinger can feel the faint breath of life on Brother Yuran. Although it is very weak, Brother Yuran is not dead yet!"

After listening to Qing'er's complaint, everyone's eyes widened, and the only one who remained calm was the old man who appeared later. The old man took a sip of wine and said lightly, "I have never seen the ability of the little girl, but the little girl's perception of the surroundings is unmatched. Huangfu Yuran is indeed not dead, otherwise I would not have stood here.

Knowing that Huangfu Yuran is still alive is undoubtedly the biggest surprise for these people who have been following Huangfu Yuran. Linger's body was trembling because of excitement. Her trembling hands grabbed Qing'er's shoulder and asked anxiously, "Qing'er, are you telling the truth? Where is Yuran now?

Qing'er pointed to the ice phoenix blue rain cave behind and said, "When I set fire, I had sent Brother Yuran back to the cave with wind elements. Now it should be there. Isn't my mother-in-law also in the cave..." Before Qing'er finished speaking, she found that Ling'er had lost her figure in front of her.

It turned out that Linger was worried about Huangfu Yuran. After learning where Huangfu Yuran was, she couldn't wait to rush there, so she was not in the mood to care about who the old man who suddenly appeared.

Leng Lingxue smiled awkwardly. She also wanted to go and see what was going on with Huangfu Yuran, but she couldn't let go. So he turned his head and saluted the old man and made a gesture and said, "The old man said that he could save Yuran. Let's talk while walking, so as not to delay the time."

The old man nodded and chased in the direction of Linger's disappearance. Everyone else is also behind. There is nothing here. It's time to go back and have a look.

Qing'er reached out and pulled the little tiger, waved her little hand gently, and a breeze blew through and the two disappeared. With the speed of the wind, Qinger, who finally left, returned to the cave one step earlier.

Qingyu felt faintly uneasy when Huangfu Yuran and others went out, and it was difficult to sit in the cave. Huangfu Yuran was suddenly sent back to the cave, and he was really scared to the light rain, because when Huangfu Yuran was sent back, there was no breath of life on his body, and the blood flowing from his chest had dyed half of his body red.

Qingyu frowned and visited Huangfu Yuran's body, clicked several acupuncture points, and protected his heart with Zhenyuan. He wanted to heal his wounds, but he couldn't, because there was an inexplicable breath in Huangfu Yuran's body that rejected the entry of Qingyu Zhenyuan.

Just as the light rain hesitated about what to do, a breeze blew, and Qinger appeared in the cave with the little tiger. After Xiaohu appeared, he rushed to Huangfu Yuran and cried that his master wanted to wake Huangfu Yuran up.

Qingyu stretched out his hand and gently pulled the little tiger aside, shook his head and said softly, "Little tiger, don't touch your master for the time being. I protected his heart with Zhenyuan, and someone will come to save him in a moment."

Qinger's eyes flashed and asked in surprise, "Grandma, do you think that old man can really save his brother?"

Qingyu just nodded without asking. This tacit approval has made Qinger overjoyed. As long as Huangfu Yuran is fine, everything will be fine.

As he spoke, Linger also flashed in like a gust of wind, bent down to look at Huangfu Yuran lying on the ground, stood up and asked anxiously, "Uncle, Yuran..."

"Don't worry. Yuran's life is not in danger for the time being. I have protected his heart with Zhenyuan. But Zhenyuan in his body is very special. I can't heal his wounds and can only save his life for a while. The light rain said lightly.

Linger wandered anxiously, holding her hands tightly and saying to herself, "What should I do? What should I do? Yuran must not have an accident!"

Qingyu looked at the slightly haggard spirit and whispered, "You don't have to worry too much. You've been very tired recently. You'd better take a break and reply first. Someone will come to save Yuran in a while. What are you still worried about?

Linger was stunned for a moment and looked at Qingyu with some curiosity and asked, "Uncle is talking about the old man just now?" Who the hell is he? It seems that his cultivation is not low.

Qingyu smiled mysteriously and said, "Can't you guess who he is? Who in the world of cultivation can save the dying people?