Three Hundred and Seventy-Two, Almost Exploded

Mainly because of the previous demon invasion, the formation took a stick of incense.

Now a cat wants to unravel the formation, it is absolutely a fool's dream.

Not to mention the time for a stick of incense, it is impossible to get in even for a month, so Song Qingyang is very confident.

However, just when Song Qingyang finished saying these words.

Just when Song Qingyang was full of confidence.

The formation suddenly made a sound of Kacha.

Then.

A door appeared on the huge formation, a door leading to the base.

The next second, the white cat walked into the door and came to the base.

Seeing the white cat entering the base and looking at the slowly closing door, Song Qingyang was dumbfounded, watching all this with a confused mind.

The monks around were also dumbfounded, looking at the sky in a daze.

no way.

Even the invasion of the demon army, the formation that can carry a stick of incense, has now been cracked by the white cat, and it will be cracked in a moment.

This scene is simply unbelievable, and it shocked everyone's mind like a dead machine, completely stupid in place.

but.

Seeing that Li Xuan was about to fly away, Song Qingyang immediately woke up and hurriedly stood in front of him.

"Stop, you dare to trespass on the Qingfeng Mountain base, and you will be captured immediately."

"roll!"

Li Xuan's cat claws instantly turned into giant claws, and with a bang, Song Qingyang was shot into the ground and directly into the soil.

It all happened too fast and too suddenly.

After Song Qingyang came to his senses, he had already entered the earth, showing a large line of characters, lying inside with severe pain.

"Ahhh, damn it, I was kicked out by the cat again, and shot into the ground, damn it!"

Song Qingyang was angry. The last time the demon attacked him, he was beaten badly. He was casually teased by a demon cat. As a result, just after the war ended, another strange white cat came.

"Sword Comes"

This white cat not only unlocked the formation, but also shot him flying, and even shot him into the ground.

Song Qingyang was out of breath, and felt extremely aggrieved in his heart.

But this time.

A large number of monks in the base flew in quickly, including the leader of the base, Sister Yu.

Looking at Sister Yu's sturdy body and thinking of the terrifying battle scene when Sister Yu fought, Song Qingyang was resurrected with blood again.

He quickly got out of the ground and said loudly.

"Hahaha, our leader is here, dare to make trouble at Qingfengshan base, you are finished, wait to be caught."

Song Qingyang laughed, looking forward to the arrival of Sister Yu and others, waiting for the battle to break out.

"Who is making trouble!"

Explosive shouts came from a distance.

Many monks in the base flew over, standing in the air and squinting at Li Xuan.

The leader of the base, Sister Yu, also rushed over, but she did not speak, but looked at Li Xuan in surprise.

Because she contacted Shendan Sect just now, and the information she got was exactly the same as the white cat in front of her, which made Sister Yu suspect that the white cat in front of her was Mr. Cat.

After seeing the token on the white cat's paw and the three words Mr. Cat on the token, Sister Yu finally confirmed Li Xuan's identity.

"Sister Yu, this white cat used the pretext to rescue Xiaomo, forced its way into the base, and beat me up. It must have something to do with the demon." Song Qingyang shouted immediately.

"What? Beaten up?"

Sister Yu was stunned when she heard this, and hurriedly flew to Li Xuan's side and said, "Are you alright? Are you injured?"

Gah!

Song Qingyang was dumbfounded when he heard Sister Yu's apology, and his mind was frozen like a dead machine.

The surrounding guardian monks were also stunned, suspecting that they had heard it wrong, and the monks flying from around were also a little stunned, suspecting that they had not heard clearly.

Because it was Song Qingyang who was beaten, Sister Yu actually cared about the white cat, which made everyone's brains rumble.

The monk in charge of guarding the gate couldn't help but said, "Sister Yu, it wasn't the white cat who was beaten, but the white cat who beat Song Qingyang."

"Shut up, what nonsense are you talking about? How can Mr. Cat beat people? You must be looking for trouble, get out of here." Sister Yu scolded everyone loudly.

such rebuke,

Confused the crowd again.

When Song Qingyang, who had just woken up, heard this, he fell into a sluggishness again, and his whole person began to doubt life.

"Mr. Cat, I'm sorry, my subordinate is ignorant, I apologize to you." Sister Yu quickly apologized to Li Xuan.

"Go and help Xiaomo first." Li Xuan tried to help Xiaomo, and he could leave everything else alone.

"Okay Mr. Cat, please come with me."

Sister Yu quickly led the way to fly, and at the same time put down some worries in her heart.

Because Elder Liu of Shendanzong said that as long as Mr. Cat takes action, Xiaomo will most likely be cured.

So Sister Yu was looking forward to it very much, and even the sad look on her face disappeared.

After Li Xuan and the others flew away.

Everyone at the scene recovered one after another.

After Song Qingyang recovered, he didn't move because he felt that his brain was not enough.

After waiting for a while, he gradually sorted everything out, and then said angrily.

"Why is this happening? It was me who was beaten, so why do you care about the white cat? I am the one from the base, and I am the genius who fought hard for the human race.

Why do I get deflated again and again? Why are they always treated differently? Damn, it pisses me off. "

Song Qingyang was so angry that his head was about to explode, his angry eyes were red, and he was very angry.

Song Qingyang, who was aggrieved in his heart, looked at the surrounding formations, and suddenly thought of the door that opened and closed, he said immediately.

"Hmph, now my formation level is getting stronger and stronger. If you can solve the formation, I can definitely do it. I will also get a formation door to see."

Song Qingyang angrily stood beside the formation and began to study the formation, trying to find a door to show his extraordinaryness.

As a result, after studying for a full hour, he found nothing, but looked dizzy.

"Damn, how did Chu Wanqiu arrange such a perverted formation, the more he looked at it, the more dizzy he became, the more he couldn't understand it.

Damn, but why can that cat untie it? I'm so pissed off, ahhhh! "

Song Qingyang's eyes were red with anger, there was nothing he could do, as Tianjiao, he was an existence that many people admired, and a genius that many people respected.

But ever since he met Chu Wanqiu, Song Qingyang has been slumped and depressed, and now he can't even understand the formation.

The depressed Song Qingyang was about to cry, but no one comforted him.

He could only bite his lip and go back, hiding in the cave alone and sulking. As a result, the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and the more he thought about it, the more aggrieved his face flushed.

But whether he has the ability to save face, he can only be incompetent and furious.

the other side.

beside the hospital bed.

A group of doctors looked at Li Xuan eagerly, waiting for Li Xuan to treat Xiaomo.

Regarding Xiaomo's situation, they had nothing to do, they just wanted to see if Li Xuan could do anything.

"The blood is exhausted, the situation is a little troublesome." Li Xuan frowned.

"Is it incurable?" Sister Yu asked worriedly.

"It can be cured, but it takes a long time." Li Xuan frowned again.

"It's okay, as long as it can be cured, how long will it take? How many years?" Sister Yu said quickly.

"It won't take that long, just a few days." Li Xuan said.

"How many days? So soon?"

Sister Yu was stunned, she thought it would take a few years, but it turned out to be enough in a few days, which is already super fast, okay?

"A few days is not a short time. I still have a lot of things to do. Forget it, just a few days."

Li Xuan shook his head helplessly, feeling that a few days were too time-consuming.

Everyone: "..."

The doctors would like to say:

"Can we stop being so irritating? We simply don't have the ability to treat it, and it only took a few days for you to heal, and you don't want to waste time, so you won't let others live?"