Chapter 225: Dog blood plot

At these critical moments, Qingfeng Patriarch couldn't care about Wang Sheng, and he quickly disappeared in the courtyard.
Wang Sheng's eyes flickered, and he did not move. He took a sip of Lingcha lightly, but his consciousness had already penetrated the small courtyard, looking out at the sight of miles away.
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"Fresh breeze, you finally came out!" The two figures stood on the sky of the palace, uttering a crane-haired child, who looked like the old man of the bones, but his expression at the moment was full of viciousness, and the two eyes looked like people. Look at the breeze ancestor flying here.
Hundreds of meters away from him, an old man's blood-red robe wrapped around him, a distance of hundreds of meters around him, a layer of rich blood gas enveloped the void, and a sky was stained with dirt, very evil, and he was still holding in his hand A soft prone figure, with one arm cut off, the blood flowing down and down, but the strange thing is that the blood did not leave the sky, but turned into a snake into the blood robe The old man.
"Hey, this young man's state is not enough, blood is comparable to some generations of law, it seems that you have spent a lot of thoughts on him." Blood ancestor real smiled.
The Qingfeng ancestor carried a sky of anger and disturbed the sky and clouds. "Blood ancestor, you have the ability to talk about things with juniors, and you and Qingmou are only for several reasons. Where is the hatred that makes you do this!"
His eyes had already swept below, but he saw a lot of figures lying in the palace below, all of them are domestic trainers! Qingfeng Laozu glanced over and knew that these juniors were knocked down by the blood ancestors, because they looked unharmed, but just fainted to the ground, but the source of life in the body was more or less lost. Devour!
Qingfeng Patriarch's heart was very angry, but he didn't dare to act at will, because the other party guessed right, and the middle-aged sovereign who was held by the blood ancestor in his hand, and his arm was broken was his dedication to give great hope to the younger generation. ! It is also his arrangement for the next generation to support the practice of moral training in the country.
He turned his gaze to the old man in Taoism and took a deep breath. "Nie Hai, is this your attitude to repay the teacher who raised you!"
As soon as this remark came out, other people did not say that Wang Sheng, who was calm in the courtyard and drinking tea, almost spit out tea. He looked weird and had a feeling that the dog blood drama was about to be staged.
The old man in the Taoist face looked grim, "Teacher? Destroy me, the mentor who killed my parents! Breeze old thief, I said to you that year, you will regret if you don't kill me." Real person, don’t forget your previous promise, kill him for me! No, take him for me, I will torture him hard, let him also see the end of the country’s ruined family!

Qingfeng Patriarch looked pale and looked at Nie Hai very distressedly, "It is indeed Qingmou who destroys your country, but you also know that your parents are going back and doing ordinary mortal exercises, and even your fellow brothers are being tested. Qigong, if you don’t make a move in time, do you think you will survive and still have today!"
Nie Hai didn't ignore it at all, and even madly shouted, "Blood ancestor, don't do it yet!"
Being shouted in such a tone, besides, the person who shouted was just a congenital junior, and the blood ancestor snorted coldly, "How can you allow me to intervene when you are doing something real."
This cold hum rang through the bottom of Nie Hai's heart. Nie Hai's face looked painfully silent, and she skewed in the sky for a while.
At this time, Qingfeng ancestor reached out and pulled out a sword, and said in a deep voice: "Blood ancestor, you are not an opponent of Qingmou, and Qingmou doesn't want to make a big move. If you let go of Qingmou's junior, turn around and leave, I shouldn't have happened today. happened before."
The real blood ancestor smiled, "Who do you scare Qingfeng, if before, I still fear you one or two real people, now, hey!" He seemed to see Qingfeng ancestors with blood in his eyes.
Qingfeng’s ancestors looked darker again, and turned to look aside, "Nie Hai, when you turned away from the apprenticeship, if you turned around and left, Qingmou wouldn’t be bothersome, and you’ve been treated like a flag. , Come and try to clarify a certain truth, you can think clearly."
In fact, he has long seen that Nie Hai's current state is very wrong, and it seems that his soul has been damaged. He may not be able to impress Nie Hai with his words.
Sure enough, even though Nie Hai was moving, she felt a foreign thought occupying her mind, making him crazy and unable to maintain her reason. She ignored the words of Qingfeng Patriarch's words and just urged the blood ancestor again.
The blood ancestor frowned and secretly whispered, "What is the reason? I have no courage to come. What's the use of controlling a waste."
But he no longer delayed, his hand gently waved, and the figure of the middle-aged proprietor threw nothing at the ancestor of Qingfeng.
Qingfeng Pao quickly reached over and took his fingers out, successively tapping on the broken arm of the middle-aged master to stop the blood.
At this time, a blood-red thin sword crossed the body of the middle-aged nation to pierce the heart of Qingfeng's ancestor. Qingfeng's ancestor couldn't avoid it, only to have a tossed body.
At the same time, an extremely vicious breath spread from the wound to his body, and half of his body suddenly fell into paralysis.
Qingfeng Pao snorted, holding back the middle-aged country master quickly.
But the blood-red thin sword came like a tarsal body, and another sword pierced the heart of Qingfeng Patriarch!
Qingfeng Ancestor was too late to avoid. There was only a red shadow in his eyes. He sighed, and his body was out of breath, and a tall three-headed dog slowly appeared behind him. Sword.
\'Cheng Clang\' sounded like a metal symphony, the dog's claws broke off a palm, and the thin sword also broke in inches, turning into a layer of blood gas and returning to the blood ancestors quickly.
"Hey, Qingfeng, how is this real man's sword!" Seeing that Qingfeng's claws were damaged, the blood ancestor really smiled proudly. At the same time, he was determined in his heart that it seemed that Qingfeng was seriously injured!
Qingfeng Patriarch's face was gloomy. At this time, the cold breath in his body was finally eliminated by him, the wound gradually healed, and the paralysis of half of his body slowly retreated.
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The real people of the blood family didn't care about the irony, but instead he smiled, "Thank you for the praise."
There was nothing to be said in the three-word conversation. For no reason, the air between the two was solemn. A heavy momentum spread for a few miles. Nie Hai on the side was pressed by the momentum. A sullen breath in his chest was spit out, but what he spit out was not suffocated. It's a big mouthful of blood.
He was crushed by these two momentums and spitting blood!
His face suddenly changed greatly, and his heart was frightened. He really understood the power of the French ancestor. He dared not stay, and he quickly withdrew from the range of several miles.
Blood Ancestor gave Nie Hai a squint and smiled softly, "Xian Zaren waited for the last time to leave, the breeze, you will die!"
　　
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