Chapter 464: 【Blue Dragon and White Tiger Fight】

Sighing, Long Qing stopped playing, looking at the few people who fell on the ground, the look in his eyes became dim.
The White Tiger Palace may seem unremarkable, but in fact the harsh sound that rang out just now is a music that can produce resentment and murderousness. If it hadn’t been for the Emperor Father to teach him a calming song before, these people might have to fight each other to death. Up!
"Brother Qinger, why is the mother concubine asleep?"
Nian'er knelt on the ground, holding Xiahou's hand, looking at Long Qing with big eyes and clear eyes. Because he was a child's character, he was not affected by the music in the White Tiger Palace, so he thought that Xiahou rewards Le coma just fell asleep.
"The queen mother is tired, just let her sleep for a while."
Long Qing squatted beside Nian'er, hugged him aside and put him down, and then began a large number of arrangements in the White Tiger Hall. It was just an empty hall with nothing but the stone walls on all sides.
There is no candle in the main hall, but the whole main hall is exceptionally bright, without any bleakness at all. Long Qing's eyes fell on the opposite stone wall. Although the stone wall looks smooth, he is still smooth. Some subtle traces were seen on the stone wall.
Frowning and approaching the stone wall, Long Qing discovered that the tiny traces on the stone wall were all fine carved traces. Although it was very light, he could still see from those traces that they were two majestic white tigers.
With a big mouth open, the front paws leaped forward. The entire tiger body is a shape that wants to catch food. Although the traces of the carving are very light, it can still be seen that the white tiger's two forehead eyes flash with fierce murderous intent.
I don’t know why, when Long Qing saw the white tiger carved on the stone wall, he felt a sense of fear and worry in his heart. He hadn’t felt this way for a long time, and he reached out and stroked the white tiger carved on the stone wall. Mark, that feeling is even stronger.
He finally realized that the feeling of fear and worry was the feeling that the white tiger on the stone wall in front of him gave him. After this consciousness flashed through his mind, Long Qing's brows wrinkled.
It seems that everything in the White Tiger Palace is really extraordinary, but the two statues of white tigers can make him feel fear, who has the blood of the dragon and the phoenix. This trip...it should not be easy!
"Qing'er, what happened?"
Xiahou Shangle opened his eyes and saw that he was lying on the ground, with Bai Yuchen, Dead Red, Ming Bai and Ruanqing lying next to him in turn. Nian'er sat not far away and blinked a pair of big eyes and looked at her curiously.
After seeing her waking up, she immediately got up and ran into her arms, put her arm around Xiahou Shangle's neck, and kissed her cheek with a small mouth.
"Mother concubine, you finally woke up. Just now you fell asleep suddenly. Nian'er was really frightened. Fortunately, Qing'er brother said that the concubine mother is tired. Just wake up. Now see that the concubine is awake Nian'er is really happy."
Xiahou Shangle hugged him, but his eyes were still on Long Qing's body, and he withdrew his hand touching the stone wall. Long Qing took a few steps forward, deliberately moving away from the stone wall carved with white tigers.
"When I entered the White Tiger Hall just now, a dementing song sounded in the hall. This song can evoke the resentment and murderousness in everyone's hearts. Fortunately, Nian'er called me, and I woke up in time to settle you down with the requiem Come down."
In the dementia, Xiahou appreciating the music with frowning eyebrows, looking for the memory of the dementia in his mind, and finally found some memories about the dementia, the Baihu clan...the unique dementia.
If you can't wake up from the dementia in time, you will fight non-stop until you die. Fortunately, there was Long Qing by his side today. If Long Qing hadn't used Requiem to wake them up, they would probably be dead now.
"It seems that the White Tiger Palace is really tricky!"
Xiahou Shangle frowned and said, just when she was talking to Long Qing, the other people slowly woke up, Nian'er just snuggled up in Xiahou Shangle's arms.
Suddenly, there was a roar from behind, and Xiahou Shangle's eyes slowly widened, and he showed a look of horror.
"Qinger...behind...behind..."
Long Qing frowned, looking at Shang Xiahou's Yue Le eyes, especially the panic in her eyes, he slowly turned around without realizing it, and saw two majestic white tigers standing behind him, with fierce murderous aura in his eyes.
"How could this be!"
With a cry of exclamation, Long Qing watched vigilantly at the two murderous white tigers. Xiahou Shangle held Nian'er tightly. For fear that the white tiger would be hurt to Nian'er, several people also jumped from the ground. Long Qingshuang The eyebrows frowned, not knowing why there would be two live white tigers.
After his gaze fell on the stone wall, Long Qing understood that the tiny nicks on the stone wall simply sealed two white tigers inside. How could the white tigers of the White Tiger tribe be ordinary white tigers?
Sure enough, the two white tigers rushed up, with a great understanding. One left and the other went to attack Long Qing standing in the front. The Yudi in Long Qing's hands kept defending from left to right, but they couldn't find a suitable one Opportunity to attack.
After dozens of rounds back and forth, Long Qing felt anxious, roared, and turned into a red flame dragon. The huge dragon body circled in the White Tiger Hall several times, continuously surrounding two white tigers, and the dragon tail hit the white tiger from time to time.
After a few rounds, although Baihu's body was huge, he couldn't stand the red flame dragon's tail flapping back and forth. Finally, with a popping sound, a white tiger vomited blood from its mouth and fell to the ground, convulsed a few times and died. .
"Brother Qinger is great!"
Nian'er clapped his hands and yelled loudly. The red flame Qinglong's dragon nodded to Nian'er. Seeing the death of the same kind, the remaining white tiger became even more crazy. He threw himself into the air and caught his claws. On Chi Yan Qinglong's body, blood fell ticking in the hall.
"Qinger... be careful!"
Bai Hu grabbed the Red Flame Azure Dragon a few times, and saw that he was injured, and his back and forth swooping movements became more fierce. Almost every claw was caught on the Red Flame Azure Dragon's body, and the blood in the hall increased.
Xiahou Shangle could only be anxious on one side, with an anxious expression in his eyes. The Chi Yan Qinglong endured the pain on his body, made a dim neighing sound, hovered in the air several times, and found the right opportunity. Sweep on Baihu's body.
With a puff, after the heavy voice came, another white tiger also fell to the ground with blood constantly vomiting in his mouth. In an instant, the white tiger died of breath.
The Chi Yan Qinglong whispered a few times and turned into a dragon green appearance, with scars on his face and blood constantly vomiting in his mouth.
"Qinger..."
"I'm fine, just take a break, this white tiger is so smart!"