I'm covering this wretch

Chapter 547 Thank you High Priest for the medicine!
For more than ten years, Nangong Ling has suffered the beatings that should be suffered.

that's it.

Nangong Ling went outside to eat a stick.

In the icy and snowy world, the cold and hard army cudgels hit the skin and flesh harder and harder, without mercy.Even though Nangong Ling had an eighth-level cultivation base of a great soul martial artist to protect his body, he was still beaten to pieces, dripping with blood, and his flesh was mutilated.

And Nangong Ling did not cry from the beginning to the end.

His head was covered in cold sweat, his whole body was shaking, his nails were digging into his palms, and he was still enduring.

After the beating was over, he couldn't stand up anymore, so he was carried back to the tent.

The black-robed high priest stared at him with those gray-black pupils that had no light but shadows, and threw him a bottle of wound medicine.

Nangong Ling immediately caught it with great emotion: "Thank you, High Priest, for giving me the medicine!"

The high priest really cared about him.

Otherwise, he would not be given the medicine of the Black Temple.

After applying this, at least it won't hurt the bones.

"Tell me, how Qing Tianyao fell." The black-robed high priest sat down casually in the position of the coach, revealing a dead branch-like arm, the fingers were also thin, and the skin was black and yellow with wrinkles.

"Because..." Nangong Ling endured the injuries on his body, and narrated the whole process of the battle to the black-robed high priest in detail.

"Do you still have the bodies of the burnt soldiers?" The black-robed high priest decided to check for himself.

"Have."

Under Nangong Ling's order, it was quickly carried up.

The black-robed high priest only took a glance, and his gray-black eyes narrowed dangerously: "It really is the fire-swallowing curse!"

His understanding of the ancient curse seal may be a little worse than Mo Bai's.

After all, they were all horrors from the same era.

"what?"

Nangong Ling was confused, "It's not the phoenix's manifestation."

He couldn't help being a little disappointed.

I thought I could see the legendary phoenix beast.

"Besides the fire-swallowing curse, has the other party used other curses on the battlefield?" the black-robed high priest continued to ask.

"Have."

Nangong Ling nodded, and gave an affirmative answer, "General Samsara was caught because of a very terrifying and vicious curse."

"What curse?" The black-robed high priest's eyes became darker, "How vicious?"

"Samsara's eyeballs exploded on the spot, turning into two bloody holes, blood and eyeballs splashed everywhere. Just blind." Nangong Ling recalled that scene, and couldn't help gasping Chilling, "Samsara has always been a tough guy, but he knelt down and wailed endlessly after being tortured, it was extremely miserable."

"Is this true?!"

The high priest in black robe stood up excitedly, and his voice suddenly raised several pitches, "The eyeballs are bursting? Is there something like moonlight around?"

"correct."

Nangong Ling was a little confused, but he didn't expect the high priest to react so strongly.

In his memory, for more than ten years, the high priest has always been the calmest and calmest. He has never been emotional, let alone lost his composure. "What's wrong?"

The black-robed high priest floated in front of Nangong Ling, grabbed Nangong Ling by the collar of his armor, lifted his whole body up, and forced him to ask, "Who cast that curse? Who is from Jiyu Kingdom? Ling, can you see it clearly? Think carefully, but you must not make a mistake!"

(End of this chapter)