Demon branches and jade leaves

Chapter 487 Mermaid Meat, Longevity
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Four days later.

The death sentence that lasted for seven days was finally over.

"How about it?"

"Reporting to His Royal Highness Hongmian, the subordinates have investigated and are no longer breathing."

"very good!"

There was a smug smile on Hong Mian's face, and then he raised his hand, raised it in the air, and ordered in a deep voice, "Withdraw the army!"

Chi Ming is dead, his wish is fulfilled, and he can also go back and return to his father's life.

When Hong Mian left, passing by Jun Quan, he leaned down, looked at Jun Quan with a playful look, and joked: "Uncle Huang, your apprentice has been killed by the sun. Seeing you so sad Looking sad, my nephew can't help but wonder if the person who was executed is your apprentice or your lover? In other words, this is the first time my nephew sees his uncle shed tears."

Sovereign did not speak.

When he raised his head, his silver eyes were full of despair, empty and without focus.

Just despair, no anger.

He is a very gentle man. In his life, he has almost never quarreled with anyone, and seldom got angry with others, and he never got angry.

"Uncle, don't look at your nephew like that." Hong Mian's lips evoked a ghostly smile, "It makes it seem like I'm bullying you. Your nephew will convey your loyalty to your father to your father for you. The king, hahaha!"

Laughing wildly, the red crown gradually moved away.

Jun Quan looked at Hong Mian's distant back, and in his silver eyes, something changed.

All those who obstructed him left, so he got up immediately and rushed to Xingtai, the Meridian Gate, which was 5000 meters higher than the top of Tianjiang.

The higher you go, the higher the temperature.

At about 1000 meters, an egg can be cooked immediately when placed on a rock; at about 3000 meters, a whole wild boar can be cooked instantly; at the top of 5000 meters, even steel can be smelted into water.

When he reached the top of Xingtai at Meridian Gate, Jun Quan was already smoking, his body was covered in sweat, and his clothes were soaked.

The extremely hot climate has exceeded the limit that the feather clan can bear, and he sees things shaking, with a heavy shadow on top of each other.

"Little Chi-"

At the peak of Meridian Gate Xingtai, there are hundreds of wooden crosses.

On almost every wooden cross, there is a mummified corpse of a feathered man, and only the skin and bones are left, and even the skin, which has been burnt for a long time, is gray-red.The expressions on the mummified faces were terrifying, especially their eyes, which were full of suffocating despair.

In this world, the most desperate thing is to endure great pain and watch my life slip by, but there is nothing I can do.

"Xiao Chi! Where are you?!"

When he saw the death of these people, a layer of twilight appeared on Junquan's silver eyes, and even his voice was a little choked and trembled slightly.

Soon, Junquan found the figure of Chiming.

With very bright red hair, he was nailed to a two-meter-high cross in the southwest.

"Little Chi!"

Junquan ran over, and the moment he saw the tragic death of Tu'er, his head was dizzy and his heart was cold.

The young man's hands and feet were driven into the wooden stakes by huge nails one foot long. The blood that came out had dried up, and there were blisters all over his skin. Pus flowed from the ground.

The four wings behind him were directly burned, and only the bones were burned.

The face of the young man, whose facial features could no longer be distinguished, was peeled off, and the charred flesh was turned over, and the shape was very tragic.

Monarch trembling hands, leaned close to the boy's nose - there was no breath.

"died……"

Junquan's hand fell, tears fell uncontrollably, with a look of despair, "It's really dead!"

At the bottom of his heart, there was still the last faint hope left, and he secretly thought that Chiming had a demon seal and could support it for a longer time, but it backfired...

"Xiao Chi, Master will take you home."

The emperor pulled out the four huge iron nails that had nailed the bare hands and feet, slammed into the arms and picked up the appalling corpse, and walked towards the foot of the mountain.

When he turned around, Jun Quan's eyes swept to the ground of the wooden cross and found two seven-colored feathers.

"Qi Ling came?"

This thought flashed by, but soon, Junquan wiped it out, and a wry smile formed on the corner of his lips, "I'm really confused. How could Qiling come to such a place, he hates Xiaochi the most. Xiao Chi is dead, he should be the happiest one."

After getting off the Meridian Gate Xingtai, standing on the top of Tianjiang, the scorching temperature disappeared.

Junquan unfolded his eight wings and flew towards the direction of Liubai Mountain.

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Liubai Mountain, West Peak.Under the eternal cold tree.

Jiang Louyue picked a fruit from the Eternal Cold Tree, about the size of a fist, showing twelve sides of ice crystals, exuding extremely pure ice spiritual power.She handed the fruit to Di Jiuchen who was standing beside her.

"Senior brother, after taking this Eternal Cold Fruit, your legs will be healed."

"it is good."

Emperor Jiuchen refines the Eternal Cold Fruit and heals himself.

On the other side, Jiang Louyue looked up at the surrounding scenery. When she saw a silver-red figure in the sky approaching from far away, her eyes lit up and said, "Uncle Junquan is back!"

"How is he?"

"Probably not yet." Jiang Louyue's eyesight was excellent, she shook her head, and said, "He was holding a mummified corpse, with dry tears on his face, looking very sad."

Di Jiuchen sucked the last trace of Yonghanguo's spiritual power, looked at the little sister, sighed, and said, "If he knew the truth, I'm afraid he would be more sad."

A hint of doubt flashed across Jiang Louyue's beautiful eyes, and she asked, "Is it possible?"

"Definitely." Di Jiuchen was very sure.

"But I feel that Uncle Junquan obviously cares more about Xiaochi, and Qiling can't compare."

"That's because junior sister, you don't understand men." Di Jiuchen's black eyes darkened, "The 180-year friendship between Jun Quan and Qi Ling is not as good as the 13-year master-student relationship with Chi Ming ? Besides, the living will never win against the dead."

"Let's go take a look."

Jiang Louyue took the initiative to hold Di Jiuchen's hand, pulled him, and walked towards the direction of Junquan's room together.

After a quarter of an hour.

In Uncle Junquan's room, the two brothers and sisters saw an appalling mummified corpse on the bed, and Junquan tumbling around in the cupboard.

"What is Uncle Huang looking for?" Jiang Louyue couldn't help but ask.

"Shark meat!"

Junquan, who was busy, subconsciously responded to Jiang Louyue's words. Finally, he knocked open an unusually secret compartment with a dagger at the farthest corner of the cabinet, and took out a bottle made of burning rock from it.

"Shark flesh?" A look of surprise crossed Jiang Louyue's face.

"I found it, this is it!"

(End of this chapter)