Swallowing the Emperor

Chapter 352
The first floor of the Three Ginger Realm.

After taking the elixir fed by Mo Lin, Ouyang Xueqing woke up.

Opening his eyes, seeing Mo Lin, Ouyang forced a smile, his eyes dimmed.

"I'm the one who hurt everyone..."

"No, blame me."

Mo Lin stretched out a finger and pressed Ouyang's lips, preventing her from continuing.

"I'm too conceited. If everyone had been sent to the Three Jiang Realm earlier, there wouldn't have been so many casualties."

Facing the First Prince's 20 army and thousands of masters from the three major sects.

Mo Lin dared to pat his chest in front of Huang Tiejia and the treasure hunting team to guarantee everyone's safety. The biggest reliance was not the Pluto's flag, not the white and red and thunder fire, nor the two big formations left by the ancestor Houqing, but The newly refined Three Ginger Realm!

As long as they hide in the Three Jiang Realm, no matter how many First Princes there are, they won't be able to hurt a single hair of them.

The small world of the Martial Emperor's powerhouse is, to some extent, a magical storage weapon that has been enlarged thousands of times.

However, the biggest difference between it and ordinary storage instruments that cannot accommodate living things is that it can allow the life that enters the mysterious world to breathe and live like it is outside.

So Mo Lin had nothing to worry about, and was not afraid of the number of the eldest prince.

Later, with the help of the power of the large formation, the Great Prince's 20 troops were completely wiped out, and Mo Lin no longer needed to reveal the secrets of Mysterious Xiaojie to outsiders.

Who would have thought that Jin Chanzi and Yin Chanzi would suddenly kill the Seven Star Palace while Mo Lin was in a coma and deal a devastating blow to the treasure hunting team, which Mo Lin never dreamed of.

Self-blame, pain, anger, hatred...

Mo Lin felt like a knife was twisting his heart. If the destruction of the Unfeeling Sect was the crime of Huai Bi, then all these people in front of him died because of him.

Mo Lin silently remembered this hatred in his heart.

"Send these elixir to everyone to heal your wounds. Also, count the battle damage and report the list."

Mo Lin poured out a bunch of medicine bottles from the storage ring, Xiao Bao and Zhao Qiang hurriedly divided the medicine according to Mo Lin's explanation.

Fang Qiansheng was in charge of the task of counting the battle damage. In less than half an hour, the results of the casualties were counted. Fang Qiansheng walked over with a sad face.

"The treasure hunting team killed 89 people and injured 37 people, all of whom were seriously injured. 14 people were seriously injured and their lives were in danger. The three deans were all unconscious except Dean Huang, and Dean Hei was dying."

"The Flame Legion killed 59 people and injured 29 people, including 24 people who were seriously injured, and five people who were slightly injured. But relatively speaking, it is impossible to continue fighting in a short period of time. General Liang Zhen is unconscious."

"Lei Huo was seriously injured and unconscious."

"Five of the eight black elves died, and only three remained. The patriarch Rob died in battle."

"Ten of the fifty barbarian fighters died in battle, and all the others were seriously injured. Captain Man Er was killed in battle."

Mo Lin closed his eyes. Every time Fang Qiansheng said a word, his heart throbbed. It was not until the other party had finished speaking for a long time that he slowly said, "So, apart from the few of you, no one can continue to fight?"

Fang Qiansheng nodded with shame on his face: "Yes, we are the only ones who still have the strength to fight again."

As one of the top ten talents of Fengshen Academy, Mo Lin is now a strong martial king and the commander of the Treasure Hunting Team and the Flame Legion. The taste of frustration is beyond what outsiders can experience.

"Thank you for the teleportation artifact."

Mo Lin didn't have the time to guess what Fang Qiansheng was thinking, so he suddenly spoke.

"Without it, I would have died in the hands of Jin Chanzi long ago."

Fang Qiansheng didn't see the battle between Mo Lin and Jin Chanzi, but from the cobweb-like wounds on Mo Lin's body, he could also imagine the hardship and tragedy of that battle. Obviously, Mo Lin used the help he gave him. The teleportation artifact escaped back to the hall.

"We're all brothers, so why be polite."

Fang Qiansheng gave a wry smile, and said, "Are the Zen masters still guarding outside? What should we do next? What's your plan?"

Mo Lin shook his head lightly, and said, "I have also lost the strength to fight again. I will recover from my injuries first, and then make plans after my injuries recover."

Fang Qiansheng hesitated to speak.

"Just say something."

Fang Qiansheng hesitated and said: "This is... the Xiaoxuan world left by Emperor Wu, right?"

Mo Lin nodded: "Yes, the Martial Emperor's treasure has already belonged to me."

Fang Qiansheng was not surprised. If what happened in the past few days could not allow him to deduce the whereabouts of the treasure, he would be sorry for the title of genius.

"Then I understand, Molin, rest well, I'll go and see how the other injured are recovering."

Fang Qiansheng didn't ask any more questions, and left with Zhao Qiang and Wang Yuan.

There is no day and night in the mysterious world.

Molin leaned against the corner and fell asleep quickly.

……

In a corner of the Three Ginger Realm.

Wang Yuan and Xu Jing sat on the ground and practiced with their eyes closed. After some time, Wang Yuan slowly opened his eyes and looked at the motionless Xu Jing.

"Xu Jing, don't practice, there is no vitality here, and cultivation is useless, let's talk about it brother?"

Xu Jing closed her eyes and replied, "What's there to talk about."

"The Emperor Wu's treasure fell into Mo Lin's hands, do you have any ideas?"

Wang Yuan moved to Xu Jing's side and whispered.

"Treasures of heaven and earth, God will help the winner, this is his chance." Xu Jing said lightly.

"Stop pretending to be deep with me."

Wang Yuan mocked disdainfully: "We hunted for treasure together, after several months of life and death, the benefits were obtained by Mo Lin alone, I don't believe you don't have complaints in your heart, this kid is good, so far he hasn't mentioned how to distribute the treasure In my opinion, the past few months of our hard work may have been in vain, and we can only end up in a ridiculous end of making wedding clothes for others."

Xu Jing finally opened his eyes, stared at Wang Yuan and said, "Mo Lin is now a strong Martial King in the Territory of Earth, surrounded by the Flame Legion, protected by barbarian warriors, after repeated battles, the dean is the only What's more, there are Rue Huo, Lei Huo, and that giant dragon, if he wants to monopolize the treasure, how dare you fight him for it? Hmph."

Wang Yuan and Xu Jing have known each other for a long time, how can they not hear the sour taste in and out of each other's words, the treasure of the Emperor Wu, who in the entire Black Dragon Empire is not moved?Let alone the two of them.

"If it were at other times, it would be a dead end to grab it hard."

Wang Yuan looked around and made sure no one heard him before continuing, "But don't you think now is an opportunity?"

Xu Jing frowned and looked at Wang Yuan.

"You heard it when Fang Qiansheng counted the battle damage. Whether it was the treasure hunt team or the barbarian warriors of the Flame Legion, they had completely lost their power to fight again. Even Leihuo was unconscious. As for the giant dragon, his head was completely crushed Opening the flowers and even the dragon's breath will not be just a decoration, in the entire mysterious world, the few of us who were originally the weakest little fish and shrimp have now changed their identities and become the most powerful masters, Xu Jing, this opportunity must not be missed!"

Wang Yuan urged meaningfully.

(End of this chapter)