Chapter 1359 The Dying Man

"You are hurt?"

Chu Hen frowned slightly, and asked in a deep voice.

Long Xuanshuang's pretty face changed slightly, she quickly shook her head and smiled slightly, "No."

However, Chu Hen's brows furrowed even deeper, and he stared closely at Long Xuanshuang's beautiful face, his eyes were sharp.

Long Xuanshuang's cough just now had a slight hollow sound, if you don't listen carefully, you won't be able to detect it.

Only a tear or penetrating injury to the lungs would cause this sound to be added to the cough.

The other party's denial aroused Chu Hen's suspicion even more.

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"I'm really fine." Long Xuanshuang said with a light smile in relief.

But Chu Hen's eyes didn't soften, but became sharper.

He looked directly at Long Xuanshuang's phoenix eyes, and his voice revealed a bit of coldness.

"who is it?"

The chill exuding from Chu Hen formed an invisible pressure that made Long Xuanshuang's heart tremble, and she subconsciously took a few steps back.

"Brother Chuhen..." Ye Yao on the side quickly stepped forward to stop her, and raised her hand to hold Long Xuanshuang's wrist, "Brother Chuhen, you scared Sister Xuanshuang..."

"Woo!" The yin-yang beast Noni next to him also propped his paws on the ground, making a low alert sound from his throat.

Only then did Chu Hen's gaze slow down, and the chill between his brows subsided.

Then he said to Long Xuanshuang with a little apology, "I'm sorry... I just don't want anyone to hurt you..."

Long Xuanshuang's heart warmed slightly, receiving the concern in Chu Hen's eyes, she shook her head slightly.

"It's okay, I'm really fine..."

"Who did it?"

Chu Hen continued to ask, but his tone was obviously much softer.

Judging from Long Xuanshuang's hollow cough, it can be roughly judged that his injury was not a new injury caused during the battle with Ling Yunzong.

Moreover, if it was caused during the battle of Ling Yunzong, the other party has no need to conceal it.

Seeing that Long Xuanshuang still refused to speak, Chu Hen turned his gaze to Ye Yao.

The latter pursed his lips, glanced at Long Xuanshuang, and said, "We don't know who they are, but their cultivation is so powerful..."

Long Xuanshuang frowned slightly, and pulled Ye Yao's sleeve subconsciously.

Chu Hen said directly, "Continue."

Seeing that she could no longer hide it, Ye Yao let out a deep breath, and looked up at Chu Hen with a solemn expression.

"Just as we were on our way to meet you, we were blocked by two people. From what they called, they seemed to be brothers and sisters... The woman is a saint-king-level cultivator, and the man is a third-tier 'saint-level' Texturist'..."

Saint King Realm plus Saint Pattern Master?

The corners of Chu Hen's eyes froze slightly.

"Why target you?"

Ye Yao shook her head, and said with some doubts, "I don't know the details, but they stole Sister Xuanshuang's 'Ice God Stone'."

Stolen the Ice God Stone?

Chu Hen's complexion suddenly turned frosty.

Looking back at Long Xuanshuang, there seemed to be a cold light flickering in his eyes.

Long Xuanshuang sighed helplessly, but couldn't hide it after all.

"Those two people both have very powerful 'ice-attribute' bloodline boundaries. Presumably they sensed the aura of the 'Ice God Stone' on me, and they were just trying to snatch treasures..."

"That's not true! They didn't show mercy at all..." Ye Yao muttered softly.

Long Xuanshuang signaled Ye Yao not to say much with his eyes.

Then he shook Chu Hen's wrist, and said with a gentle smile, "It's okay, we're not doing well..."

Before Long Xuanshuang finished speaking, Chu Hen said, "You can still perceive the location of the 'Ice God Stone' right now!"

"I……"

Long Xuanshuang was taken aback.

She wanted to deny it, but Chu Hen's resolute appearance made her at a loss as to what to do.

The Ice God Stone was originally obtained in the underground ice palace in the Beichuan Ice Region.

It is the inherited fetish preserved by the Ice Emperor.

When Chu Hen took Long Xuanshuang to Beichuan Ice Region,

With the assistance of Xifengzi, her bloodline was upgraded to the Eucharist.

Afterwards, he also took the Ice God Stone into his pocket. Although the God Stone has not yet fully recognized its owner, Long Xuanshuang has obtained it for so long, and has already established a power connection between the Ice God Stone.

At a certain distance, there is still a sense.

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"Go find them!" Chu Hen said firmly.

"But……"

Long Xuanshuang still wanted to dissuade him, but Chu Hen's performance was unquestionable. He stared at the other party's beautiful eyes, and his attitude was determined.

"I don't allow anyone to hurt you... Even if you don't want to, I will find them..."

The imposing eyebrows are full of arrogance like a king.

In his eyes, Long Xuanshuang is his closest relative.

Absolutely intolerable.

...

Immediately, the three of them did not enter the giant golden gate with everyone in Wu Zong.

Instead, it turned into a few afterimages and swept towards another direction, disappearing over the ancient city in the blink of an eye.

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The twilight is dim, and the sunset is like fire.

The vast and infinite peaks and mountains are like giant beasts guarding the sky, and the winding rivers are like brilliant diamonds shining down on the earth.

A majestic and majestic palace stands between the mountains and rivers.

The palace is extremely magnificent, surrounded by guard halls and pavilions, and there are iron lock bridges around it.

As the night gradually shrouded, the palace glowed with dazzling light like stars like a fairy palace.

...

"call out!"

At this time, a ghostly figure hurriedly flew towards this side.

The man paused for a while on the periphery, and then headed straight for the gate of the palace.

Long steps, magnificent palace columns.

There was a hint of vigilance in the man's eyes, he paused for a moment, and then entered the palace.

...

Without any obstacles, step into the palace.

The footsteps echoed, very clearly.

The palace was dark, with a rustic and ancient atmosphere.

Just as the man was scanning the surroundings, there was a sound of "Wow...", and two groups of flames suddenly lit up on both sides above the palace.

The man was startled.

Looking up, on a hall similar to the throne of an emperor, a figure half-shrouded in shadow sat sideways on that seat.

"Hehe, it seems that you are a bit miserable! Yuan'e God of War..."

There is a hint of playfulness in the slightly provocative tone.

The face of the person standing in the center of the hall changed slightly, and then he looked at the figure above the hall with awe in his eyes.

"I didn't expect things to turn out like this... I was too careless..." Qi said.

"What about the rest?"

"They're all dead!" Yuan E's pupils glowed with blood.

However, the man's mood didn't change at all, instead, he became more playful.

"It's really curious, what kind of person is able to bury Ling Yunzong and destroy one of your arms..."

"A dying person!" Yuan E said viciously.

"Hehe, it's really surprising that the mere Wu Zong can produce such a character..."

As soon as the people in the hall finished speaking, there was a sound of low footsteps in the darkness.

"The epiphyllum can only be fleeting, and the star soul is fleeting... Those who are about to be buried in the Jihad conscripts will not be remembered..."

The haughty and indifferent voice seemed to come from some kind of calling.

In the night, a figure like the messenger of the night loomed slowly.

Under the dim candlelight, it was a tall figure exuding a palpitating aura, especially those eyes, once touched, it was like a signal of death.

It's chilling.

"Dust Killing..."

When he saw that person, Yuan E's face suddenly changed, and his body trembled twice uncontrollably.

The man in the hall said calmly, "Chen Lu, you go with him!"

"Leave it to me!" The man called 'Chen Lu' replied lightly.

Yuan E also had a cold smile on his face.

"With you here, there is nothing to worry about..."

"Wow!"

Suddenly, the bonfire in the main hall rose, and the red flames then illuminated a plaque above the throne in the hall. Under the dim light, the three imposing characters on it showed endless intimidating momentum.

Ares Palace!