Chapter 947: Desperate Linghe

At the same time, Chu Chen and the young president Qiu San realized that because they met their opponents, both of them had forgotten to hide their edges. They hurriedly looked at each other and smiled.
Chu Chenluozi.
"boom!"
The black chess piece landed on the stone-carved chess board, making a deep boom.
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"Heh... I didn't expect that you are young, but your chess skills are so calm and old, so that it doesn't match your age at all."
Qiu San smiled meaningfully and shook his head, as if he was talking about Chu Chen's chess power and Chu Chen's strength.
"This cultivation base...The chess cultivation base has not been practiced for 20 years without Kěnéng, how exactly did the Tong brother practice?"
"Neither did I expect that your sword will be slanted and your chess style will change strangely. Your strength is not limited to the strength of Liuxi... I am talking about chess strength for more than six years."
Chu Chen smiled faintly and also looked ambiguous.
"Hahaha... each other."
Qiu San smiled and shook his head. Just about to speak, he heard a sharp, loud crane sound from high above.
Chu Chen looked up and saw a snow-white figure swiftly shooting from the distant sky. He fixed his eyes, but it was the riding pet of Elder Lingxin who flew away after boarding the ship, Ling Hexue. feather.
"Heh... this strange-tempered Linghe finally flew back."
Qiu San looked out into space, with a smile on his face, "This Linghe hates that our steel boats are too dirty, and he doesn't even want to live in the superior animal pens. I am afraid that I am tired after flying for a few days. Up."
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a pale blue figure hurriedly stepping out of the cabin, but it was the spiritual elder who studied the imprint of the medicinal talisman that Chu Chen sketched out. Why did not Zhīdào run out?
She looked up at the sky, she seemed to be listening to Xueyu's tweet, and her eyes quickly became confused: "No, why did Xiaoyu become like this..."
"What's wrong?"
Seeing the panic in the expression of Elder Lingxin, who had always fallen in the sky without changing his face, Chu Chen felt something was wrong.
Qiu San raised his eyebrows slightly, "This Linghe has been flying for so many days, I'm afraid I will come back to rest when I'm tired."
"wrong."
Elder Lingxin’s expression did not relax at all. Instead, he took on an unspeakable seriousness,
It’s only six days, and Xueyu’s flight endurance is definitely not tired. It should have encountered some danger. The sound it made at this time was a warning sound, we are in big trouble!"
Ok?
Hearing Lingxin's words, Chu Chen frowned, and subconsciously raised his head to glance at Linghe hovering in the sky.
This snow feather of his Zhidào is a spirit beast fed by the elders of Lingxin since childhood. It is very psychic, arrogant and extremely powerful. It is a super spirit beast that is not afraid of the sky and the earth.
Moreover, he is extremely bold and careful, there is a Leng Ao spirit beast with rich experience in facing danger.
When he was still learning the art of refining medicine in Biquan Immortal Sect, he once heard Senior Sister Qingyue say that when Xueyu was adventurous with Elder Lingxin several times, he keenly sensed the danger and handled it calmly and boldly.
This helped Elder Lingxin avoid several disasters in time and saved her life.
The most impressive thing is that it is said that seven years ago, when the elder Lingxin just got involved in the way of the pharmacist, the newborn calf was not afraid of tigers, and he dared to venture anywhere. Alone, he dared to go into the southern sky to collect the rare "Heavenly Blood Vermillion Fruit ".
Unexpectedly, not far from the blood vermilion fruit that day, there was a tyrannical giant "purple gold poisonous scorpion" dormant, specially hunting down those fierce beasts or humans that coveted the blood vermilion fruit.
That time, as soon as the elder Lingxin collected the celestial blood vermilion fruit in his hand, the purple-gold poisonous scorpion of a hill opened his eyes, like a awakened mountain.
At the critical moment, it was the moment before the purple-gold poisonous scorpion attacked Xueyu, desperately grabbing the elder Lingxin and flying into the sky, so that the elder Lingxin saved the life and death.
Calmness, Daming, and toughness are Xueyu's unified impression for everyone in Biquan Xianzong.
At this moment, the snow-white spirit crane flew over the crowd but did not fall. Instead, it kept circling in the sky endlessly, with a stern sound of cranes cutting through the sky, with a strong anxious and desperate atmosphere.
This situation...what should Xueyu have discovered? ?
Seeing this, Chu Chen's heart jumped fiercely, and he quickly urged his spiritual consciousness to spread towards Xueyu. Now, although this spirit crane is still not understandable, it is already very psychic.
Amidst the fluctuations in its soul, Chu Chen clearly felt an extreme fear and anxiety. It seemed that this spirit crane had encountered something terrifying, as if the end of the world was about to come, making it feel from the deepest part of its bones. There was a wave of hysterical despair.
Obviously, this Linghe does not have any confidence to escape this huge predicament with Lingxin Elder!
"Fluttering..."
The Linghe in the sky seemed to become more frantic and restless, and as the pair of wide feathers flapped vigorously, pieces of white feathers even began to fall in the void.
This Linghe has become an ant on a hot pot at this moment.
"Little feather, come down!"
Looking at Linghe's stern and manic appearance, the cold-faced Elder Lingxin blew several whistles and forcibly summoned Linghe down.
The white Linghe didn’t listen to Lingxin’s call at first, and flew in the air with a few harsh crane chirps, until Lingxin’s whistle became stronger and stronger, sharply cutting through the sky, it slowly descended. When they arrived on the deck of the big ship, Chu Chen felt shocked that his two bright eyes were blood red.
"Xiaoyu~EbookFREE.me~ what the happened?"
Elder Lingxin gently combed the feathers on Linghe's back with his right hand, and asked softly.
"Huh!"
Linghe immediately seemed to be more irritated, flapping his wings madly, and screaming up to the sky. The cry was filled with sorrow and despair, as if he knew that Zhidào was about to step into the abyss of death. , But there is no way to escape the madness.
"In danger? We are already in danger of eternal disaster?"
The elder Lingxin understood the meaning contained in Crane's, and the worry on his frosty face became stronger.
She combed Xueyu's feathers desperately, hoping that the manic spirit beast could calm down, but it had little effect. Xueyu had completely lost his spirituality at this moment, only beastly.
"Come on!"
Aware of the imminent disaster, Qiu San frowned slightly, but the expression on his face became calmer, but the motion of waving his hand was still very hard.