Chapter 110: Deceased

"I didn't expect to be rescued by Qinglian Jianzong's disciples and the Mo family after a thousand years."
Tong Hongsha looked at Brother Ningqing, who rushed into the blood ancestors with the children of the Mo family, with a somewhat complicated self-deprecating voice.
In the ancient times, the relationship between Blood God Sect and Qing Lian Sect was very poor. The biggest reason was the brother Ning Qing.
At a Kunlun Dao Conference, the big disciple under the red veil seat was overwhelmed by the monks of Kyushu's peers.
到 Until Ning Qing, the young Taoist prince of Qinglian Sect, shot, she defeated her proud disciple, Yi Yi, with only three moves.
After that, the relationship between Blood God Sect and Qing Lian Sect is like water and fire.
"I've seen the lord Su 羌." Brother Ningqing held a broken place and gave a gift to Xun Hongsha.
"Your cultivation has not regressed in the past so many years." Wu Hongsha looked at Brother Ningqing up and down with admiration, and the flying sword breaking his blood on his hands. "If the boy in Yiyi is still there , Seeing this picture of you, I will be tempted to play a few more rounds with you ... "
Brother Ningqing heard the words of Tong Hongsha for a moment, and some unwillingly glanced around, as if looking for a long-lost deceased person.
"Yiyi ’s kid died a hundred years ago. He ’s too aggressive to control his own demon. He ’s still thinking about your name before his death. He ’s never won you with all his life ’s strength. Maybe it ’s him. The greatest regret in my life. "
When Wu Hongsha said this sentence, the Mo Disciples and the Blood God Sect disciples who were still discussing around fell into silence, and the expression of anxiety that was bothered by the demon was a bit bitter.
"I don't know where is the burial body of the righteous Taoist friends?" Brother Ning Qing tried his best not to let his feelings show from his face.
But the irrepressible grief still swelled in his heart. The big disciple of the Blood God Sect, Yi Yi, was one of Brother Ningqing's few best friends, although he was a friend of Wu.
Brother Ningqing Ningqing knew only one or two acquaintances in this life except his disciple disciple. Even if he could not meet again and worship at the tomb, it would be able to relieve the sadness in his heart.
"There is no graveyard. After he died, I was put into the blood concentrator and turned into blood sperm, which has long become the food for other disciples in Zongmen."
The saying of "Hong Hongsha" made those Mohist children look at each other, and they could see the uneasiness in each other's eyes in an instant.
After all, no matter how they want to be the sister of Blood Shenzong, they have not forgotten that Blood Shenzong was a first-class demon in ancient times!
连 Even his big disciples can so easily form blood essence, so they are outsiders ...
"I can't say too much if you are grateful. I have recorded your kindness, Mr. Shu." After finishing talking about the scenes that she was not used to, she stared at the wooden box behind Brother Ningqing. "So what did your tree send us this time?"
I didn't actually need her to ask, the fragrance overflowing from the wooden box could not be masked at all, and the surrounding blood sect disciples had an urge to control themselves when they just smelled the fragrance.
"Barbecue."
Brother Su Ningqing also directly put the wooden box on the ground to open it, and even almost said the phrase ‘Hello, your order has arrived’ because of an occupational disease.
Alas, he opened his mouth lightly and held back.
He is now Ning Qing, the master of Qinglian Jianzong! Not takeaway Ningqing!
"Barbecue? Open it for me!"
Wu Hongsha heard the word for a while and was unable to control her emotions, but she still resisted the expression that was not too morbid.
Brother Ningqing opened the wooden box directly at her urging, and a golden light ... really, the golden light flashed out of the wooden box.
The fairy meal made by the grizzly bear immortal is indeed with a strange luster, but after the golden light, the restless scents of the blood sect disciples permeated the whole foot of the blood mountain.
"Meat?"
"It's meat!"
At this moment, the disciples of the Blood God Sect were unable to hold their urges at all. The anger accumulated in their bodies made them look like evil spirits and rushed to the monks behind Brother Ningqing.
This scared all the Mo monks all together into a group looking at the blood sect disciples who surrounded themselves, and their horrible eyes ...
"Long Qingdao!" Mo Yun's voice turned to Brother Ningqing for help.
Brother Yuningqing didn't show much emotion, took out a hot barbecue directly from the wooden box and handed it to the front of the current disciple of the blood sect, Yan Ren.
"Eat." Brother Ning Qing said softly.
At this moment Mo Yun had the illusion that a group of hungry lions surrounded a young priest with a look on his face, but the young priest took out a small piece of meat and handed it to one of the lions. before.
"No ... OK!"
Yuan Ren looked at the crispy golden leg of lamb roasted in front of his eyes, trying to suppress his inner appetite by every possible means.
"Qing Lian ... Mr. Dao." Huan Ren's voice was a little out of control, but she was still trying to be patient. "We ... can hold it, please ... send these fairy meals ... to the retreat."
She Renguang glanced at the contents of the wooden box and knew that the food sent by Brother Ningqing and the Mo family was not enough for them to eat.
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"Really?"
Brother Yuningqing glanced around the Blood God Sect disciples. Although they were painful, they were also bones. They nodded hard to resist the uncontrollable hunger.
"I can lead the way for Qinglian Road." 羌 Ren said.
不可 "No, Tongren, you and the others will still sit in place! You will get worse when you enter the hall again."
Xun Hongsha just stopped her disciples from making big mistakes at this time.
Tatar's emotions can be contagious to each other, and the same is true of the demon ... this is why Pu Hongzao closed the disciples who were troubled by the demon.
"The kid of Qinglian Jianzong, and the friends of the Mo family, like my disciples said, these emergency foods are first eaten by the disciples in the retreat room. I will use this silk thread in the position of the retreat room. Guide you. "Said Hong Hongsha, after being silent for a moment, she said ...
"I don't know how many disciples can survive to this point, maybe someone has been completely devoured by the demon, so Director Qinglian, if you meet a disciple who can't be awakened, please don't show mercy!"
Brother Su Ningqing didn't respond too much, but just put on the wooden box again, and silently took a group of Mohist disciples toward the Blood God Mountain.