Just now, without the huge spiritual energy leaked by this combat method, it is impossible for humans to control! Even if Ye Fengsheng is like a river, it is just a drop in the ocean. It is like a lonely ship. It can be overthrown at any time.

What did Ye Fengsheng say to himself before?

Controllable? He said he could control it?

absurd!

Where did this big mess come from? He is just looking for death.

Qiu Yun was so angry in her heart. If it weren't for the beautiful eyes that could not reflect her emotions, I was just afraid that in her pupils at this moment, it was not a pair of eyes, but two burning flames!

But even so, she did not forget what Ye Fengsheng said before. She reached out to hug Qin Chao Yu and said she wanted to go forward, but she did not explain, but just waited quietly for the spiritual venting of the gap in the tactics.

It didn't take long. After all, the method was formulated by the Ye clan of the ancient Yi people. At the beginning, due to self-repair, the speed of self-repair was not very slow. After a quarter of an hour of rain in the Qin Dynasty, the formation had been completely restored and there was no warning in the battle.

The Qin Dynasty rain was very sensitive. I felt something in the air disappearing quickly and thought to myself: "What is this? What is this?"

"Where is Mr. Ye, Ye?"

The rhyme of autumn is silent, just to scan the surrounding situation, from perception, then put your eyes in the darkness, close your eyes in the flowers.

"Mr. Ye!"

Following Qiu Yun's eyes, Qin Chao's rain rushed up, looking at his eyes closed, without any semi-response or quiet Ye Feng's voice, his eyes were filled with panic.

"Teacher Qiu, what's wrong with Teacher Ye?"

He walked forward slowly, his eyes falling on Ye Fengsheng's intact big chamber. Qiu Juan felt the heartbeat in the big chamber and was a little disgusted: "He is dead by himself, how do I know what happened to him?"

Where did the rain in Qin satisfy his answer? Why did it take so long to become this shape?"

"You asked him when he woke up."

To be honest, Qiujuan was not very satisfied with Ye Fengsheng holding Qin's rain, but she did not have a good identity to stop Qin's rain, so she could only express her dissatisfaction in cold language.

This is not only dissatisfaction with Ye Fengsheng's previous deception, but also dissatisfaction with Qin Yu's behavior at this time.

If it was a weekday, the Qin Dynasty rain could naturally hear the meaning of autumn rhyme, but at this moment, it was very puzzling. Where can we pay attention to it? It is very happy to hear the message Ye Fengsheng conveyed in "Autumn Speech".

"Mr. Ye is okay?" When will he wake up?"

"Now."

Qiu Yun has two syllables at her fingertips, surrounded by spiritual energy. After a short period of time, the spiritual energy was placed in Ye Fengsheng's sun cave. At the same time, his eyes were staring at Ye Fengsheng's closed eyelids. He was about to tell him the hidden truth of the danger when he was awake.

But I can't imagine that before the knuckles surrounded by spiritual energy touched Ye Fengsheng's sun, their closed eyes suddenly opened, and the two pupils burst out with dazzling light. At the same time, an invisible pressure slowly bloomed in Ye Fengsheng's body.

It is like a blooming lotus, with unlimited green leaves throughout the summer.

Qiuyun dodges, the pupils reflected in the sky of the eyes, suddenly feeling dazzled, the foreground is blurred, and there are illusory pictures overlapping.

The light of the sky and the clouds, like the light of a wild beast, dissipated as soon as it ran away. After a while, a big hole appeared in the blue sky.

It was not until a long time later that the gradually gathering clouds reoccupied that area.

But in the back garden of Linjiangshan.

Slowly put the patella of the hand back to Ding Yang's knees, urging the aura to promote nerve growth and healing. The man in the robe looked at Ding Zhen and opened: "Now I have healed his disability, you can take me to see what you call the sound of the wind."

I used a very calm voice, with unquestionable seriousness, to give people the illusion: I said, you have to do this illusion, just like the golden rule of his speech.

Ding Zhen silently looked at the granulum on his brother's knee. After a while, he said, "Mr. Gu, you are willing to take care of my brother's legs and save him from his second life's disability." Ding Zhen was moved by his feelings. If there was anything to do in the future, Ding Zhen would not escape. As for you, you need to find Mr. Ye.

The man didn't speak, but there was a hint of displeasure in his eyes.

"What conflicts do you have with Mr. Ye?" Can you tell me that Mr. Ye and I have some friendship and mediate between them?

"Bang!"

The voice was still in the air. The silver-haired old man waved his hand. The rich spiritual energy floated through the air and fell heavily on Ding Zhen's chest. The huge power in his body beat him to the point of falling water and knocked down many tables and chairs in the room. Since then, he has hit hard on the snow-white wall behind him.

At this time, the whole room seemed to be trembling because of this collision!

"The boss is willing to save your brother for your kindness, but now you are asked to give you endless face. How can you bargain with the boss?"

At this time, the white-haired old man shook his sleeves: "Do you think this is a vegetable market?" The agency you deserve?"

The five internal organs were like swords. Ding Zhen tried to get up from the ground, but the blood was not controlled from its corner. After a few minutes, it had been dyed dark red.

When the old man saw it, he snorted, "I tell you that this door can cure your brother's disability, and you can easily take your life!" If you know the truth, you can quickly tell the whereabouts of Ye Feng's voice! Otherwise, I will bring your two brothers together today. Let you go to the underworld to spread the love and justice of your brothers!

To be honest, as a monk, based on his past temper, when I first encountered such an incalculable fool, I had already started to divide people into five parts. How could I say so much nonsense to express my anger?

But now it’s different, and the people around him will not let him do this. Similarly, the thing that can determine the development of things is not him, so he can only suppress the anger in his heart and use this useless language to vent his anger.

This is undoubtedly unbearable! At least for a monk, expressing anger with words rather than gratitude and revenge is a foolish and extremely apocalyptic act.

Very restrained, but helpless.

"Uncle Wang, are you angry?"

The person standing next to him was neither sad nor sad. His mood was not visible with a gloomy face. He glanced at the silver-haired old man beside him. "Why are you so angry?" He was just an ordinary person."

"Palm, he is so scary! This ant is so scary!"

Old Wang Chang roared, then suddenly realized, stopped, and looked at the side door. "Master, are you still doubting that I am killing each other?"

“What else?”

The man said lightly, turning his gaze back to Ding Zhen, who was vomiting blood. "You are too heavy, how can a swan see a bird?" Do you see tigers in the forest and dogs shouting at each other in the street?"

"You are a monk and an elder at our door. How do you know that you are an ant?"

Mr. Wang had never thought that what he had just done had become a symbol of murder and a symbol of murder in the eyes of his master! He thought this was completely unreasonable! This made him not even know how to shout!

I obviously want to protect the dignity of the doorhead, but why does it become so dirty and despicable in the eyes of the doorhead!

Taking a deep breath, his heart was filled with anger. Wang Chang knew that he had lost the trust of his master. No matter what he did, it was wrong in his master's eyes. Unless he was honest, he would always be a responsible heart and thought, unite with others, design and kill less.

This is sad, but it must face reality directly!
Chapter completed!