Reborn Killer Supreme

Chapter 661
"Qingqiu!" As the purple-gold long sword fell to the ground clangingly, Xia Qingqiu slowly slid against the wall and sat on the ground. Xia Qingyue quickly stepped forward to support him. "Qingqiu, what kind of injury did you get!"

Xia Qingyue quickly took off Xia Qingqiu's armor, but did not find any blood flowing from Xia Qingqiu's shirt.

"I can't feel my left arm and left leg anymore." Xia Qingqiu sat there with a pale face and cold sweat, panting heavily. body weight. "The attacks of these demons may not cause damage on the surface of the body."

"Hang on, Qingqiu, General Xiao Yao may have a way to save you after the battle is over!" Xia Qingyue supported Xia Qingqiu with one hand, and picked up the purple gold long sword on the ground with the other, guarding against the lone soul rushing over from Shangguan Xiaoyao wild ghosts. "Qingqiu must not go to sleep, get up and run the exercises!"

Xia Qingqiu's face was getting paler, and his breathing gradually became weaker.

"Little friend Xiao Yao, Xia Qingqiu's soul has been wounded by these demons!" Xia Qingyue saw that the younger brother behind him was getting weaker and weaker, and he didn't know whether it was sweat or tears streaming down his cheeks. "Xiao Yao, hurry up, come here quickly!"

Shangguan Xiaoyao is driving these monsters to one place with overwhelming soul power at this time, the huge soul master's arms cover the sky and cover the sun to attack, the nine heads roared again and again, every roar makes these lonely souls wild The ghost becomes a bit weaker.

After hearing Xia Qingyue's call, Shangguan Xiaoyao let go of the Xiaoyao sword in his hand, and the soul master's battle body drove the Xiaoyao sword to continue to suppress the demons and prevent them from dispersing and running away, while Shangguan Xiaoyao retreated to Xia Qingqiu's side.

"Patriarch Xia, bring Xia Qingqiu and come with me." Shangguan Xiaoyao glanced at Xia Qingqiu and knew that his soul had been severely injured, and he was about to die. Owing a favor, he decided to go to Feng Bamian for help. "Xia Qingqiu's soul has been severely injured, but maybe he can still be saved."

Xia Qingyue looked at the soul master and opened his mouth. Seeing that Shangguan Xiaoyao seemed to have full confidence in his summoned creature, he decided not to talk too much.

"My soul master battle body completely restrains these lonely ghosts, don't worry." Shangguan Xiaoyao caught a glimpse of Xia Qingyue's eyes behind him, and he couldn't help but secretly amused, his brother's life was dying and he still cared about other people's battles. "Time is running out, we must hurry!"

Shangguan Xiaoyao opened the way ahead with a three-foot fire sword in his hand. Xia Qingyue carried Xia Qingqiu on his back and held his purple-gold long sword in his hand. His feet kept leaving marks one after another on the bluestone board.

The wooden door was violently kicked away by one foot, Shangguan Xiaoyao strode into the lobby of Shanhaiju, found a long table at random, and swept the teapot and miscellaneous items on the ground with a clatter, followed by Xia Qingyue Then put Xia Qingqiu behind her on top.

"Feng Bamian, Feng Bamian, get out!" Shangguan Xiaoyao shouted rudely in the lobby, but there was no one in Shanhaiju at this time, not even the new waiter was in the store. "Feng Bamian isn't here?"

Xia Qingyue looked at Shangguan Xiaoyao's powerless actions and was terrified, for fear that Feng Bamian would suddenly become unhappy and kill them both.

"Boy, do you want to tear down my Shanhaiju?" Feng Bamian appeared next to Shangguan Xiaoyao in an instant, looking down at Xia Qingqiu who was lying on the table. "Xia Qingqiu... losing half of her soul, it is a skill to be able to live for such a long time."

"Feng Bamian, this person is entrusted to you." Shangguan Xiaoyao stared at Feng Bamian expressionlessly and said.

"If I don't save him, what benefits will I get from saving him, and I'm not your kind." Feng Bamian rolled his eyes at Shangguan Xiaoyao and said.

Shangguan Xiaoyao heard the words, went to the table next to him, raised his hand and raised a teapot, it fell to the ground with a bang and shattered: "Can you save it?"

Feng Bamian looked at the teapot that Shangguan Xiaoyao had dropped on the ground, and knew that this guy was going to threaten him with the inheritance of the Spring and Autumn Period.

"Save, save if you need to, how can you not save such a big living person?" Feng Bamian's expression changed instantly, and he immediately picked up Xia Qingqiu who was on the long table and walked upstairs. "The two of you are following up and need your assistance."

After Shangguan Xiaoyao and Xia Qingyue heard the words, they followed Feng Bamian, who went up the stairs, to the third floor.

"Shangguan Xiaoyao, you wait here, Xia Qingyue, go to the second floor of the firewood house and bring some firewood back." After Feng Bamian ordered the two of them, he opened the window and was about to go out.

"What are you doing out there?" Seeing this, Shangguan Xiaoyao quickly pulled Feng Bamian back and asked. "You are the only one here who knows how to heal souls. If you don't come, who will I find?"

"You call Xiaoba later, Xiaoba understands Feng Qimu Xunren." Feng Bamian broke away from Shangguan Xiaoyao's palm and replied. "My shopkeeper asks you, Xia Qingyue, where is the Prime Minister who went out with you?"

Only then did Xia Qingyue realize that he had only cared about his younger brother's safety just now, and Murong Xiao was thrown by him at the courtyard wall where he fought before.

"Feng Bamian, you don't have to go, the soul master battle body has already protected Murong Zuoxiang and is coming here." Shangguan Xiaoyao stopped Feng Bamian again and said.

"Then Patriarch Xia is still struggling in front of Tianyang Mansion." Feng Bamian still insisted on struggling to get out.

"No, I arranged for people from the Dark Night Organization to go there, and the emperors who paid a lot of money went there, don't worry." Shangguan Xiaoyao clamped Feng Bamian firmly in place, and said.

"Oh, that's all, then I'll treat Xia Qingqiu with peace of mind here." Seeing that Shangguan Xiaoyao really insisted on asking him to stay, Feng Bamian sighed and found a stool to sit down.

"I would like to thank Xiao Yao for helping my ancestor." Xia Qingyue heard that Shangguan Xiaoyao had sent someone to help his ancestor, and felt grateful to Shangguan Xiaoyao in his heart.

"You don't have to thank him, it's not that real for this guy to invite the Dark Night Organization, maybe Dark Night owes him something too." Feng Bamian sat on the bench angrily and looked at Shangguan Xiaoyao, talking non-stop road.

"Patriarch Xia doesn't need to thank me, I just do my part to help Tianyang City settle down as soon as possible." Shangguan Xiaoyao hurriedly helped Xia Qingyue up from the ground, and said nonchalantly.

"On behalf of the Zijin family, I would like to keep the great kindness owed one after another in my heart. If little friend Xiao Yao needs anything in the future, the Zijin family will be obliged to do so." Seeing that Shangguan Xiaoyao was still unwilling to ask for remuneration, Xia Qingyue said I will definitely keep Shangguan Xiaoyao's kindness in my heart.

Shangguan Xiaoyao ignored Xia Qingyue's words of gratitude, and was about to signal him to go to the firewood room to bring Feng Qimu, but Feng Bamian stopped him with a wave of his hand and said, "No need, since I'm here, then Xia Qingqiu Leave the matter with Murong Xiao to me."

As soon as he finished speaking, the window opened by itself, and Feng Qimu slowly flew into the third floor just like when Shangguan Xiaoyao left in the early morning, and found a place by himself to stack them up.

"Put Xia Qingqiu on it." Feng Bamian spread a layer of ordinary-looking bedding in front of the pile of firewood piled up by Feng Qimu, and signaled Xia Qingyue to put the unconscious Xia Qingqiu on the pile of firewood. superior. "Your Zijin family, like Emperor Jiuyang, has practiced positive exercises for generations. This has saved me a lot of trouble."

Feng Bamian fanned the firewood pile in Fengqi with a fan made by his hand, and there was a faint green smoke from the firewood pile.

"Stay away, it's not a good thing for a normal person to be on fire." Feng Bamian dragged Xia Qingyue away from the woodpile, fanning his hands repeatedly, and flames gradually burst out from the phoenix roost.

"Is it really okay for Qingqiu to roast on this pyre?" Xia Qingyue couldn't help making a sound when he saw that the flames of the pyre under Feng Bamian's control were getting stronger and stronger, faintly about to swallow Xia Qingqiu in it. asked.

"Don't say too much, if Xia Qingqiu can make it through, then this is an opportunity for him to increase his strength, if he can't make it through, then his crippled soul will quickly dissipate from his body " Feng Bamian's greasy face was full of flames, and it seemed that only the blue-yellow flame of Feng Qimu was left in his eyes.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier, at least let Qingqiu have a chance to confess his last words!" After hearing Feng Bamian's explanation, Xia Qingyue knelt on the ground and shouted through gritted teeth.

"I said earlier that you have to hesitate. Xia Qingqiu is really hopeless if you hesitate for half a stick of incense." Feng Bamian still explained to Xia Qingyue flatly, with the expressionless expression on his face. .

On the other hand, Shangguan Xiaoyao looked at the flame with a strange expression, and felt a familiar aura from it, as if the flame was his blood relative.

"Three feet of life, a scholar!" Shangguan Xiaoyao rang something, pulled out his folding fan and pointed at Xia Qingqiu who was in the fire, and strands of fine flames appeared on the folding fan again.

"Huh? How did this flame appear in your hand so early!" Feng Bamian heard Shangguan Xiaoyao reciting the formula, and couldn't help but be attracted to look back at him, just in time to see the folding fan in Shangguan Xiaoyao's hand flames. "You can still reach such a refined level, Xiao Yao, where did you get it from!"

Feng Bamian's face had never been so serious before, looking at Shangguan Xiaoyao's eyes seemed to be looking directly at the soul, which made Shangguan Xiaoyao feel a tingling pain in his mind.

"Stop, don't stare at me with your bull's eye, I'll just say it." It was the first time Shangguan Xiaoyao saw such a serious Feng Bamian, he didn't dare to laugh, so he said about the folding fan: "This is what I was doing Hanmenyuan appeared during his speech before the second battle with the Shang Kingdom. At that time, the folding fan in my hand ignited spontaneously with the wind, and I simply lost it. As a result, the burning folding fan was bound to my soul by itself. Together they became a magic weapon, and this magic weapon seems to be particularly effective against all kinds of imperial bodies, holy bodies, souls, etc., and it can also intercept sword energy and five-element attack spells."

(End of this chapter)