Chapter 1847
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"Linglong, how are you doing?"
Seeing Qian Linglong falling into a deep sleep, Mo Qingyun was shocked immediately, his eyes were full of worry and self-blame.
If Qian Linglong didn't help him dissolve the brand, the injury wouldn't worsen, let alone fall into a deep sleep.
Mo Qingyun could now clearly feel that Qian Linglong's aura was weakening little by little, as if it would collapse at any moment.
Sensing the weakening of Qian Linglong's aura, Mo Qingyun immediately released his soul power to check the situation of Qian Linglong's primordial spirit.
Under Mo Qingyun's inspection, he found that Qian Linglong's Yuanshen injury was rapidly deteriorating.
"Not good, the balance of Linglong Yuanshen's injuries was broken because of Tengchai's attack."
Upon discovering Qian Linglong's injury, Mo Qingyun was shocked immediately, his mind spinning rapidly.
He had to think of a way to stabilize Qian Linglong's injury from worsening.
Otherwise, if Qian Linglong's injuries were allowed to worsen, Qian Linglong would really have to reincarnate and rebuild.
"Linglong's injury worsens, it's all to help me resolve the crisis, I will save her at all costs."
The more Mo Qingyun thought about it, the more he blamed himself. With a solemn expression on his face, he showed his determination to save Qian Linglong, and solemnly said: "Linglong, you are willing to risk yourself for me. I will definitely heal your wound."
When Mo Qingyun was speaking, an inconspicuous glint flowed out from the corner of Qian Linglong's eyes.
Perhaps because he was too concerned about Qian Linglong's injury, Mo Qingyun did not notice the gleam in Qian Linglong's eyes.
"The blood of the primordial good fortune has strong resilience. If Linglong refines my blood, it may alleviate her injury from worsening."
Thinking of the special ability of his own blood, Mo Qingyun didn't care so much, and immediately swiped his wrist.
Drops of Yinghong's blood flowed from Mo Qingyun's wrist and fell into Qian Linglong's mouth.
rise!
Sending the blood into Qian Linglong's mouth with his left hand, Mo Qingyun raised Qian Linglong's body slightly with his right hand.
Then, Mo Qingyun shot out a stream of mysterious spiritual power, which penetrated into Qian Linglong's body.
Xuanqing's spiritual power penetrated into Qian Linglong's body, guiding the fairy power in Qian Linglong's body to circulate orderly in her body.
As Qian Linglong's fairy power circulated, she began to refine Mo Qingyun's blood and blend it into her blood.
Gradually, the fairy power in Qian Linglong's body began to operate on its own.
Shaoqing, maybe Mo Qingyun's blood has played a role, and Qian Linglong's improvement has improved a bit.
Seeing such a scene, Mo Qingyun's complexion improved a little, and his hanging heart finally let go.
From this point of view, his blood should have worked, temporarily controlling Qian Linglong's injury from worsening.
After an unknown amount of time, Qian Linglong's eyelashes trembled, and a pair of beautiful eyes slowly opened.
But Qian Linglong's appearance was still very weak and haggard.
"Linglong, are you awake? How are you doing?"
Seeing Qian Linglong wake up and turn around, Mo Qingyun showed a nervous expression, and quickly asked about Qian Linglong's situation.
Facing Mo Qingyun's inquiry, Qian Linglong's eyes dodged for a moment, showing a strong apology, and said: "Qingyun, I'm sorry, although my primordial spirit has deteriorated and controlled, it began to slowly collapse, and I'm afraid it won't be long. , my primordial spirit will collapse and be wiped out."
"The primordial spirit collapsed? Isn't your breath stable?"
Upon hearing Qian Linglong's words, Mo Qingyun immediately trembled, as if struck by lightning.
He would never have imagined that the injury of Qian Linglong's primordial spirit would deteriorate to such a degree.
From this point of view, Qian Linglong's current performance is just a flashback.
"I'm sorry, my primordial spirit keeps collapsing, I'm afraid I can maintain the existence of my avatar."
Qian Linglong's apology was even more apologetic, and there was a strong sense of helplessness in her weak expression.
Upon hearing Qian Linglong's words, Mo Qingyun's expression froze immediately, and he couldn't help stepping back.
This situation completely exceeded his expectations, which caught him off guard.
At this moment, Mo Qingyun clearly felt that he was so small.
"Strength is because my strength is too weak. If I had the Holy Realm, I wouldn't be afraid of Tengchai, and I wouldn't seriously hurt Linglong..."
For a moment, Mo Qingyun's expression was a little crazy, as if he had fallen into a kind of bewilderment.
Seeing Mo Qingyun's reaction, Qian Linglong showed distress, and quickly comforted Mo Qingyun: "Qingyun, don't blame yourself too much. If there is an afterlife, maybe we will meet again."
"No, no matter what method I use, I will heal you, for sure!"
Mo Qingyun's expression returned to calm, and he looked at Qian Linglong firmly, showing an extremely strong determination.
Seeing Mo Qingyun's performance this time, Qian Linglong showed a moved expression, threw herself into Mo Qingyun's arms, and said, "I believe in you, I can definitely do it."
Regarding Qian Linglong's actions, Mo Qingyun had a strange emotion, as if Qian Linglong was Long Hanyan.
"Did I have an illusion?"
When this strange emotion appeared, Mo Qingyun couldn't help saying to himself, as if Qian Linglong was a little different.
However, although Mo Qingyun was puzzled, he didn't say much.
For a while, the two were silent, embracing each other silently.
"Linglong, since my blood is effective, you can refine some more of my blood."
Thinking of the recovery effect of his own blood, Mo Qingyun was unwilling to delay any longer, and was going to let Qian Linglong refine the blood again.
Seeing Mo Qingyun's move, Qian Linglong immediately showed emotion, shook her head and said, "No need, unless I keep refining your blood, my primordial spirit will continue to dissipate."
"But, if you don't refine my blood..."
Seeing Qian Linglong's actions, Mo Qingyun looked nervous, ready to persuade Qian Linglong.
But before Mo Qingyun finished speaking, she was interrupted by Qian Linglong raising her hand.
Interrupting Mo Qingyun's words, Qian Linglong showed a playful look, smiled at Mo Qingyun, and said: "If you consume too much blood, it will affect your future cultivation talent and prevent you from cultivating to the holy realm , I still count on someone to heal my injury."
"Okay, I listen to you!"
Hearing what Qian Linglong said, Mo Qingyun also made a clear distinction between the priorities, and clenched his fists involuntarily.
When Mo Qingyun secretly made up his mind to heal Qian Linglong's injury, his face was a bit indifferent and said: "Teng Chai, I, Mo Qingyun, swear today that I will kill your bloodline with my own hands in the future. Kill gods, immortals block and slaughter immortals, Buddhas should be wiped out, demons block and kill demons."
When Mo Qingyun said this, a terrifying killing intent emanated from his body.
Immediately, Mo Qingyun stopped wasting time and fell silent to practice.
No matter how much you say, if there is no corresponding action, it is tantamount to empty talk and empty talk.
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"Linglong, how are you doing?"
Seeing Qian Linglong falling into a deep sleep, Mo Qingyun was shocked immediately, his eyes were full of worry and self-blame.
If Qian Linglong didn't help him dissolve the brand, the injury wouldn't worsen, let alone fall into a deep sleep.
Mo Qingyun could now clearly feel that Qian Linglong's aura was weakening little by little, as if it would collapse at any moment.
Sensing the weakening of Qian Linglong's aura, Mo Qingyun immediately released his soul power to check the situation of Qian Linglong's primordial spirit.
Under Mo Qingyun's inspection, he found that Qian Linglong's Yuanshen injury was rapidly deteriorating.
"Not good, the balance of Linglong Yuanshen's injuries was broken because of Tengchai's attack."
Upon discovering Qian Linglong's injury, Mo Qingyun was shocked immediately, his mind spinning rapidly.
He had to think of a way to stabilize Qian Linglong's injury from worsening.
Otherwise, if Qian Linglong's injuries were allowed to worsen, Qian Linglong would really have to reincarnate and rebuild.
"Linglong's injury worsens, it's all to help me resolve the crisis, I will save her at all costs."
The more Mo Qingyun thought about it, the more he blamed himself. With a solemn expression on his face, he showed his determination to save Qian Linglong, and solemnly said: "Linglong, you are willing to risk yourself for me. I will definitely heal your wound."
When Mo Qingyun was speaking, an inconspicuous glint flowed out from the corner of Qian Linglong's eyes.
Perhaps because he was too concerned about Qian Linglong's injury, Mo Qingyun did not notice the gleam in Qian Linglong's eyes.
"The blood of the primordial good fortune has strong resilience. If Linglong refines my blood, it may alleviate her injury from worsening."
Thinking of the special ability of his own blood, Mo Qingyun didn't care so much, and immediately swiped his wrist.
Drops of Yinghong's blood flowed from Mo Qingyun's wrist and fell into Qian Linglong's mouth.
rise!
Sending the blood into Qian Linglong's mouth with his left hand, Mo Qingyun raised Qian Linglong's body slightly with his right hand.
Then, Mo Qingyun shot out a stream of mysterious spiritual power, which penetrated into Qian Linglong's body.
Xuanqing's spiritual power penetrated into Qian Linglong's body, guiding the fairy power in Qian Linglong's body to circulate orderly in her body.
As Qian Linglong's fairy power circulated, she began to refine Mo Qingyun's blood and blend it into her blood.
Gradually, the fairy power in Qian Linglong's body began to operate on its own.
Shaoqing, maybe Mo Qingyun's blood has played a role, and Qian Linglong's improvement has improved a bit.
Seeing such a scene, Mo Qingyun's complexion improved a little, and his hanging heart finally let go.
From this point of view, his blood should have worked, temporarily controlling Qian Linglong's injury from worsening.
After an unknown amount of time, Qian Linglong's eyelashes trembled, and a pair of beautiful eyes slowly opened.
But Qian Linglong's appearance was still very weak and haggard.
"Linglong, are you awake? How are you doing?"
Seeing Qian Linglong wake up and turn around, Mo Qingyun showed a nervous expression, and quickly asked about Qian Linglong's situation.
Facing Mo Qingyun's inquiry, Qian Linglong's eyes dodged for a moment, showing a strong apology, and said: "Qingyun, I'm sorry, although my primordial spirit has deteriorated and controlled, it began to slowly collapse, and I'm afraid it won't be long. , my primordial spirit will collapse and be wiped out."
"The primordial spirit collapsed? Isn't your breath stable?"
Upon hearing Qian Linglong's words, Mo Qingyun immediately trembled, as if struck by lightning.
He would never have imagined that the injury of Qian Linglong's primordial spirit would deteriorate to such a degree.
From this point of view, Qian Linglong's current performance is just a flashback.
"I'm sorry, my primordial spirit keeps collapsing, I'm afraid I can maintain the existence of my avatar."
Qian Linglong's apology was even more apologetic, and there was a strong sense of helplessness in her weak expression.
Upon hearing Qian Linglong's words, Mo Qingyun's expression froze immediately, and he couldn't help stepping back.
This situation completely exceeded his expectations, which caught him off guard.
At this moment, Mo Qingyun clearly felt that he was so small.
"Strength is because my strength is too weak. If I had the Holy Realm, I wouldn't be afraid of Tengchai, and I wouldn't seriously hurt Linglong..."
For a moment, Mo Qingyun's expression was a little crazy, as if he had fallen into a kind of bewilderment.
Seeing Mo Qingyun's reaction, Qian Linglong showed distress, and quickly comforted Mo Qingyun: "Qingyun, don't blame yourself too much. If there is an afterlife, maybe we will meet again."
"No, no matter what method I use, I will heal you, for sure!"
Mo Qingyun's expression returned to calm, and he looked at Qian Linglong firmly, showing an extremely strong determination.
Seeing Mo Qingyun's performance this time, Qian Linglong showed a moved expression, threw herself into Mo Qingyun's arms, and said, "I believe in you, I can definitely do it."
Regarding Qian Linglong's actions, Mo Qingyun had a strange emotion, as if Qian Linglong was Long Hanyan.
"Did I have an illusion?"
When this strange emotion appeared, Mo Qingyun couldn't help saying to himself, as if Qian Linglong was a little different.
However, although Mo Qingyun was puzzled, he didn't say much.
For a while, the two were silent, embracing each other silently.
"Linglong, since my blood is effective, you can refine some more of my blood."
Thinking of the recovery effect of his own blood, Mo Qingyun was unwilling to delay any longer, and was going to let Qian Linglong refine the blood again.
Seeing Mo Qingyun's move, Qian Linglong immediately showed emotion, shook her head and said, "No need, unless I keep refining your blood, my primordial spirit will continue to dissipate."
"But, if you don't refine my blood..."
Seeing Qian Linglong's actions, Mo Qingyun looked nervous, ready to persuade Qian Linglong.
But before Mo Qingyun finished speaking, she was interrupted by Qian Linglong raising her hand.
Interrupting Mo Qingyun's words, Qian Linglong showed a playful look, smiled at Mo Qingyun, and said: "If you consume too much blood, it will affect your future cultivation talent and prevent you from cultivating to the holy realm , I still count on someone to heal my injury."
"Okay, I listen to you!"
Hearing what Qian Linglong said, Mo Qingyun also made a clear distinction between the priorities, and clenched his fists involuntarily.
When Mo Qingyun secretly made up his mind to heal Qian Linglong's injury, his face was a bit indifferent and said: "Teng Chai, I, Mo Qingyun, swear today that I will kill your bloodline with my own hands in the future. Kill gods, immortals block and slaughter immortals, Buddhas should be wiped out, demons block and kill demons."
When Mo Qingyun said this, a terrifying killing intent emanated from his body.
Immediately, Mo Qingyun stopped wasting time and fell silent to practice.
No matter how much you say, if there is no corresponding action, it is tantamount to empty talk and empty talk.
"Linglong, how are you doing?"Seeing Qian Linglong falling into a deep sleep, Mo Qingyun was shocked immediately, his eyes were full of worry and self-blame.If Qian Linglong didn't help him dissolve the brand, the injury wouldn't worsen, let alone fall into a deep sleep.Mo Qingyun could now clearly feel that Qian Linglong's aura was weakening little by little, as if it would collapse at any moment.Sensing the weakening of Qian Linglong's aura, Mo Qingyun immediately released his soul power to check the situation of Qian Linglong's primordial spirit.Under Mo Qingyun's inspection, he found that Qian Linglong's Yuanshen injury was rapidly deteriorating."Not good, the balance of Linglong Yuanshen's injuries was broken because of Tengchai's attack."Upon discovering Qian Linglong's injury, Mo Qingyun was shocked immediately, his mind spinning rapidly.He had to think of a way to stabilize Qian Linglong's injury from worsening.Otherwise, if Qian Linglong's injuries were allowed to worsen, Qian Linglong would really have to reincarnate and rebuild."Linglong's injury worsens, it's all to help me resolve the crisis, I will save her at all costs."The more Mo Qingyun thought about it, the more he blamed himself. With a solemn expression on his face, he showed his determination to save Qian Linglong, and solemnly said: "Linglong, you are willing to risk yourself for me. I will definitely heal your wound."When Mo Qingyun was speaking, an inconspicuous glint flowed out from the corner of Qian Linglong's eyes.Perhaps because he was too concerned about Qian Linglong's injury, Mo Qingyun did not notice the gleam in Qian Linglong's eyes."The blood of the primordial good fortune has strong resilience. If Linglong refines my blood, it may alleviate her injury from worsening."Thinking of the special ability of his own blood, Mo Qingyun didn't care so much, and immediately swiped his wrist.Drops of Yinghong's blood flowed from Mo Qingyun's wrist and fell into Qian Linglong's mouth.rise!Sending the blood into Qian Linglong's mouth with his left hand, Mo Qingyun raised Qian Linglong's body slightly with his right hand.Then, Mo Qingyun shot out a stream of mysterious spiritual power, which penetrated into Qian Linglong's body.Xuanqing's spiritual power penetrated into Qian Linglong's body, guiding the fairy power in Qian Linglong's body to circulate orderly in her body.As Qian Linglong's fairy power circulated, she began to refine Mo Qingyun's blood and blend it into her blood.Gradually, the fairy power in Qian Linglong's body began to operate on its own.Shaoqing, maybe Mo Qingyun's blood has played a role, and Qian Linglong's improvement has improved a bit.Seeing such a scene, Mo Qingyun's complexion improved a little, and his hanging heart finally let go.From this point of view, his blood should have worked, temporarily controlling Qian Linglong's injury from worsening.After an unknown amount of time, Qian Linglong's eyelashes trembled, and a pair of beautiful eyes slowly opened.But Qian Linglong's appearance was still very weak and haggard."Linglong, are you awake? How are you doing?"Seeing Qian Linglong wake up and turn around, Mo Qingyun showed a nervous expression, and quickly asked about Qian Linglong's situation.Facing Mo Qingyun's inquiry, Qian Linglong's eyes dodged for a moment, showing a strong apology, and said: "Qingyun, I'm sorry, although my primordial spirit has deteriorated and controlled, it began to slowly collapse, and I'm afraid it won't be long. , my primordial spirit will collapse and be wiped out.""The primordial spirit collapsed? Isn't your breath stable?"Upon hearing Qian Linglong's words, Mo Qingyun immediately trembled, as if struck by lightning.He would never have imagined that the injury of Qian Linglong's primordial spirit would deteriorate to such a degree.From this point of view, Qian Linglong's current performance is just a flashback."I'm sorry, my primordial spirit keeps collapsing, I'm afraid I can maintain the existence of my avatar."Qian Linglong's apology was even more apologetic, and there was a strong sense of helplessness in her weak expression.Upon hearing Qian Linglong's words, Mo Qingyun's expression froze immediately, and he couldn't help stepping back.This situation completely exceeded his expectations, which caught him off guard.At this moment, Mo Qingyun clearly felt that he was so small."Strength is because my strength is too weak. If I had the Holy Realm, I wouldn't be afraid of Tengchai, and I wouldn't seriously hurt Linglong..."For a moment, Mo Qingyun's expression was a little crazy, as if he had fallen into a kind of bewilderment.Seeing Mo Qingyun's reaction, Qian Linglong showed distress, and quickly comforted Mo Qingyun: "Qingyun, don't blame yourself too much. If there is an afterlife, maybe we will meet again.""No, no matter what method I use, I will heal you, for sure!"Mo Qingyun's expression returned to calm, and he looked at Qian Linglong firmly, showing an extremely strong determination.Seeing Mo Qingyun's performance this time, Qian Linglong showed a moved expression, threw herself into Mo Qingyun's arms, and said, "I believe in you, I can definitely do it."Regarding Qian Linglong's actions, Mo Qingyun had a strange emotion, as if Qian Linglong was Long Hanyan."Did I have an illusion?"When this strange emotion appeared, Mo Qingyun couldn't help saying to himself, as if Qian Linglong was a little different.However, although Mo Qingyun was puzzled, he didn't say much.For a while, the two were silent, embracing each other silently."Linglong, since my blood is effective, you can refine some more of my blood."Thinking of the recovery effect of his own blood, Mo Qingyun was unwilling to delay any longer, and was going to let Qian Linglong refine the blood again.Seeing Mo Qingyun's move, Qian Linglong immediately showed emotion, shook her head and said, "No need, unless I keep refining your blood, my primordial spirit will continue to dissipate.""But, if you don't refine my blood..."Seeing Qian Linglong's actions, Mo Qingyun looked nervous, ready to persuade Qian Linglong.But before Mo Qingyun finished speaking, she was interrupted by Qian Linglong raising her hand.Interrupting Mo Qingyun's words, Qian Linglong showed a playful look, smiled at Mo Qingyun, and said: "If you consume too much blood, it will affect your future cultivation talent and prevent you from cultivating to the holy realm , I still count on someone to heal my injury.""Okay, I listen to you!"Hearing what Qian Linglong said, Mo Qingyun also made a clear distinction between the priorities, and clenched his fists involuntarily.When Mo Qingyun secretly made up his mind to heal Qian Linglong's injury, his face was a bit indifferent and said: "Teng Chai, I, Mo Qingyun, swear today that I will kill your bloodline with my own hands in the future. Kill gods, immortals block and slaughter immortals, Buddhas should be wiped out, demons block and kill demons."When Mo Qingyun said this, a terrifying killing intent emanated from his body.Immediately, Mo Qingyun stopped wasting time and fell silent to practice.No matter how much you say, if there is no corresponding action, it is tantamount to empty talk and empty talk.
