A leisurely life in ancient times

Chapter 1295 It is better not to touch Jiang Qing (add more)
"what……"

Lang Mo let out a painful sound, overflowing from the vitality pool unconsciously.

Jiang Qing and the others didn't care about discussing trivial matters, and hurriedly stepped forward to stare at the vitality pool.

At this moment, half an hour passed quietly.The blood color floating on the vitality pool gradually thinned and returned to its original calm. Standing above, the situation of Lang Mo in the vitality pool could be vaguely seen, with blisters rising from the bottom of the pool unknowingly.

Jiang Qing held Langshou's hand tightly, her usually calm and calm face suddenly filled with bewilderment and worry.Lang Shou pursed his lips, even though his hand was bruised, he didn't say a word, he stood quietly beside Jiang Qing and comforted him silently, Ci Linghua's dominance was far beyond Lang Mo's imagination, and the endless pain made Lang Mo wish Chop off your own head to stop the ubiquitous pain.The soul was torn apart, the limbs were crushed, and the pain was worse than a thousand knives.

"Jing Qing, how long will it take for Lang Mo?" Jiang Qing trembled.At this moment, if it weren't for Langshou standing by and holding her.Without waiting for her legs to soften, she fell straight into the vitality pool.Lang Mo's injury was done on her behalf. If she hadn't been too proud and insisted on exploring the secrets of the puppet sect behind Stonehenge, Lang Mo might not have been injured to protect her.

There is no medicine for regret in the world, Jiang Qing can only choose to endure the regret.

"I don't know." Jing Qing shook her head, lifted her head from under her wings, looked around and found no sign of the old fish.While relaxing, I feel a little lucky.Fortunately, Lao Yu is not interested in Cilinghua, otherwise, he would not dare to refuse to lend him a few guts.Afterwards, he couldn't help feeling distressed, rolled his eyes, and explained: "With the strength of Lang Mo's body, he should be able to absorb the medicinal properties of Cilinghua in half an hour, but Lang Mo was poisoned beforehand and suffered some injuries. These , may affect his body's resistance to the thorn flower poison, maybe it will be slower..."

Mausoleum thorn flower is a good thing, but not everyone is qualified to try a good thing.

If you are not careful, you may lose your life.

Of course, Jing Qing would not say these words at this time.He is timid and afraid of death.If he dared to say that at this time, he might be settled later.Jing Qing's cautious character has allowed him to live safely to this day, so he intends to continue to maintain this cautiousness.

"Jiang Qing, don't worry, what Xiao Hong said is right, Lang Mo will probably take a while. I gave him the method of moving the demonic power to him. It will only be good for him if he spends more time in the vitality pool. " Ao Qing said, completely ignoring Jing Qing's distressed and distorted face. This man is used to being a stingy man, and his mouth is not serious at ordinary times. Once it involves property, he will instantly turn into a cocky state.

After Ao Qing finished speaking, a string of blisters quickly appeared under the vitality pool.

cuckoo-

"Crash!" There was a sound of water, but I saw Lang Mo coming out of the vitality pool.

Lang Mo's bronze-colored face, under the action of Cilinghua's washing of the marrow and cutting tendons, restored the whiteness of a baby.He was handsome and proud, with a handsome air, and his black eyes were faintly mottled, and the mottled color dissipated too quickly for everyone to see clearly.The most obvious change was that besides the whitening of the skin, there was a crescent-like mark on Lang Mo's eyebrows.

"The mark of Xiaoyue?" Ao Qing exclaimed: "Sure enough, I am not mistaken. The blood of Mo Lang who is completely atavistic to his ancestors is indeed mixed with the blood of Xiaoyue Sirius. This time, Lang Mo is a blessing in disguise. The thin trace of Xiaoyue Sirius blood in the body has been awakened. This is really an unexpected gain."

Lang Mo's eyes narrowed slightly, quickly hiding the tyranny in his eyes one by one, the pain in his body has not completely dissipated.

Rubbing his lips, he didn't remember to speak.He is no stranger to Xiaoyue Sirius and Xiaoyue's imprint that Ao Qing mentioned. At this moment, there are many memories rolling in his mind, but Lang Mo did not go through them.

"Are you okay?" Jiang Qing asked softly, staring at Lang Mo with worry in her eyes, with guilt and self-blame that couldn't be resolved.

Lang Mo shook his head slightly, looking at Jiang Qing with tenderness.Run Zhou Tian according to the mental method called by Ao Qing, slowly warm and nourish the torn tendons, and seize the time to recover from the trauma of the body.

"Patriarch, a lot has changed." Lang Bo said, staring at Lang Mo with more awe than before!The breath of surrender kept shouting from the depths of the blood, staring at Lang Mo felt the pressure from the deepest part of the blood.He had felt this feeling before, but it was not as strong.

"No matter how it changes, he will always be the patriarch of the Wind Chasing Tribe. This is the same original intention." Lei Ding smiled cheerfully. The wolf ink poison has been lifted, and the bloodline has successfully evolved again. There is nothing more gratifying.

Redding didn't bother to think about anything else.

One thing, he firmly believes that Lang Mo will not betray the Mo wolf clan.Make this clear and all problems will cease to be problems.

Lang Mo was soaked in the vitality pool, and quickly recovered his strength at a speed visible to everyone.Feeling the increasing coercion, even Ao Qingjingqing couldn't help gasping. Lang Mo advanced too fast, which made them feel unbelievable.When did the monsters advance so quickly?
Lei Ding took a deep breath, calmed down his excited mood a little bit, turned his head to look at Jing Qing, and asked: "Jing Qing, even the wolf hunter can't swallow the Ciling flower for the time being, so why can't Jiang Qing swallow the Ciling flower?"

The concentration of blood in their bodies is not enough, it is not surprising that they cannot directly devour Cilinghua, why can't even Jiang Qing?

"Jiang Qing's bloodline is too complicated. I have never heard of a combination of a human or a demon and a race other than the Dragon Race to give birth to a Dragon Race. Cilinghua, I think it's better for her not to take it, otherwise what will happen? Unpredictable." Jing Qing was rarely serious, and glanced at Jiang Qing seriously. The moment Jiang Qing appeared, Jiang Qing gave him a very strange feeling, strong and weak, two extreme situations appearing in the same body. It was the first time he encountered a strange thing.

Ao Qing nodded, and echoed: "Xiao Hong is right, Jiang Qing's situation is too special, she'd better not be contaminated with this mausoleum flower. Later, I'll give you an idea and you can try it... ..."

He knows better than Jing Qing that Jiang Qing is human.But I don't know why they can be as beastly as the Beast God Continent race?What's more, it can be said that Langshou was born, which is completely against common sense. Under such circumstances, who would dare to feed Jiang Qing indiscriminately?It's not certain that something will happen when the hands are broken, then it will be a big trouble!In fact, Ao Qing faintly felt that maybe this matter needs to return to the Canglan Continent to have a chance to find out the truth of the matter.

Right now, it's better to keep Jiang Qing steady.

(End of this chapter)