Chapter 376
All the people present in Wangchen Palace held their breath, staring intently at the crumbling Liu Qianlang, guessing the postures of Liu Qianlang's fall, but to everyone's surprise again, Liu Qianlang did not fall down. After shaking for a while, he straightened up again. Then he smiled sadly, without even furrowing his brows, and with a puff, he used the powerful spiritual power in his body to force the love flower sword out of his body.
The love flower sword trembled for a while, and after being rolled several times, it immediately turned into love petals again, fluttering down in the space above the main hall of Wangchen Palace.
However, in addition to the pure white color, each piece of pure white love petals is dotted with a little red blood. The petals are like red plums in winter, fighting against the wind and snow, unruly. It seems to be floating in the world of mortals, a bit vicissitudes, how sad!
Blood gushed out from his chest, but Liu Qianlang still didn't fall down. With a flick of his silver hair, he smiled proudly: "Haha! There is one last attack, Palace Master Love Flower! Please! Haha!" Liu Qianlang held his head high , his eyes flashed.
"Hmm! Under the sword of love, you are an immortal and incompetent person! Although you died under the sword of love of my lord today, this princess admires you very much! Before you die, I might as well tell you that you are my lord! Among all the men, I am the second person worthy of my admiration! Although you have died, there will only be a fairy tomb for women in the Qinghua Palace, and I will make an exception to reserve a place for you! I am admired by all generations of my Qinghua Palace! In this way, you can feel at ease Get ready, the Lord of the Palace is attacking for the third time!" Palace Master Qinghua, seeing the domineering and unruly character of Liu Qianlang in front of her, suddenly revealed all kinds of reluctance and nostalgia in her eyes! However, the words have been spoken, how can you take them back!
The moon is clear in the western sky, and the cold moonlight flows through the huge window lattice on the west side of Wangchen Palace in Wangchen Palace. The petals of love flowers in the space are constantly falling down, and the soul-stirring fragrance of love flowers washes over everyone's hearts. .
I saw Palace Master Qinghua suddenly swaying left and right, several Palace Masters of Qinghua appeared on the left and right at the same time, and these Palace Masters of Qinghua sat down cross-legged one after another, and a lyre quietly appeared on their knees. Emerald green, the strings are ice-coloured.
All the Palace Masters of Love Flower glanced affectionately at Liu Qianlang and then flicked their jade fingers. Suddenly, the sound of gurgling pianos sounded like birds singing, flowing water, wind, rain falling, Xiaoshan mountains, and vast expanse.
"The rain of love flowers, the lonely qin, no bosom friend in the millennium Yaotai! Wisps of fragrance and soul, drifting away from the sky, infatuated as Yiren, Yun Xiang embraces the moon and tears. Hate and love, the love flowers in the love flower palace are cold, pieces of icy heart, only Where there is no limit to the vast cold, let go of the mortal world!"
"Love flower rain, lonely piano,! Who is the graceful clear shadow? Thinking and thinking, staring at the beautiful words, missing the soul in the dream. Cangya is still looking at the sun. The love flower lock, the slender flowers are empty and silent, when will he In the moon, you can get the mountain alliance and the sea oath, and tie the fairy road!"
Frequent flicking of jade fingers, the sound of mournful singing, looking at the various Love Flower Palace Masters, one can't help but feel weird, I saw that they all had beautiful eyes dancing, and tears dripping from their cheeks. Especially when they heard their lingering and sad singing, everyone couldn't help feeling sad.
Liu Qianlang heard such sad sounds, even though his whole body was in severe pain, he also faintly felt the infinite loneliness and vicissitudes of the Lord of Love Flower, although he might have died under his hands, for some reason, his resentment towards him suddenly decreased by half .
"The love qin rolls and the flowers fall, and the love locks the king's soul! Let go of hatred and cut off seven thoughts, and you will be a ghost from now on!"
All of a sudden, the slender hands of those Love Flower Palace Masters, who were flicking the strings gently, suddenly speeded up, and bright and dazzling dark blue lights burst out continuously from their fingertips and the strings. , and then these dark blue divine lights suddenly turned into the sound of Taotao and the sound of the piano, rolling towards Liu Qianlang like waves of electric fire.
At this moment, after the silhouettes of several Love Flower Palace Masters flickered for a while, a white and glaring chain suddenly shot from behind each of them, and they all stretched towards Liu Qianlang quickly.
On the chain, there are interlocking rings, cold and frantic, Liu Qianlang frowned and looked intently, the chain was actually made of countless petals of love flowers, but it carried a fierce wind that penetrated everything, from different directions, forcing to myself.
Liu Qianlang was horrified for a while, he didn't expect the opponent's third attack to be so decisive, but the words had already been spoken, and he didn't dodge or dodge, so he gathered all his spiritual power, concentrated and solemnly, waiting for the overwhelming sound of the piano and dozens of A crushing blow from a love lock.
However, at this moment, a cloud of emerald brilliance suddenly flashed in front of Liu Qianlang's eyes, and a figure of a woman with a sky-blue slim figure appeared, suddenly blocking Liu Qianlang's body, and suddenly caught the first lady of the Palace Master Qinghua. Three overwhelming attacks.
Wow--
The slim figure shrugged his shoulders, leaned over, and spat out a mouthful of blood.
Afterwards, Liu Qianlang saw that her body was covered in cuts and bruises, and blood gurgled out immediately, and then dozens of love locks mercilessly pierced into all the important parts of her body, locking them firmly. However, this was not over yet, the Lord of the Love Flower Palace was seen manipulating dozens of love flower locks with one hand, and with the other hand waving his sleeve towards the lyre, the strings of which suddenly broke into countless pieces. Then these broken zither strings turned into sharp zither swords one after another, with cold light and whistling sound, like raindrops, they shot into the body of the blue figure one after another.
ah! Wow--
The blue figure trembled again, and after a scream, wow, another mouthful of blood spit out!
Seeing the woman in blue who suddenly appeared, everyone present was shocked and looked intently. I saw the woman's face was pale, but on the condensed and beautiful face, a pair of beautiful eyes were full of indifference and determination, and the dark red blood gathered at the corner of her mouth dripped on the gleaming emerald sword in her hand.
There was a tear-shaped sword mark on the hilt of the precious sword. At this moment, those blood drops flowed to the position of the tear, condensing into a red tear drop.
The woman's hair was loose, and she struggled to move her steps. She glanced sideways at Liu Qianlang, and a smile appeared on her pale face.
Whether it is sweetness, comfort, or something else, no one knows.
"Qianmeng!" Liu Qianlang shouted hoarsely. Looking at Yun Qianmeng's pale face and those icy and proud eyes, Liu Qianlang felt infinitely grateful, and at the same time felt infinitely distressed!
However, Yun Qianmeng just stared at Liu Qianlang for a while, then turned around again, and faced the Qinghua Palace Master who was more than ten feet tall and had already stood up, he said with great difficulty: "Ouyang Lang Longxian, the young master of the Hunsha Sect. Cultivator Yun Qianmeng is here to testify for Liu Shaoxian! Junior, there is no need to say more, please watch!"
Yun Qianmeng, after finishing speaking, moved his figure again with great difficulty, exerting all his last mana, and condensed into a cloud of light blue mist in the palm of his hand, and then the mist slowly rose to a height of tens of feet, Then it showed the whole process of Yun Ding's crazy blood refining trials on the mysterious altar in the Emerald Mausoleum, as well as many contact scenes between him and the saints of Hunshamen. All this undoubtedly shows that Liu Qianlang was only deceived into opening the Emerald Mausoleum. As for the person who actually destroyed the Xinghua Nine Swords Formation was Yun Dian Tiankuang, he had nothing to do with Liu Qianlang!
Seeing the outrageous scenes in the Fog Condensing Memory Technique provided by Yun Qianmeng, everyone around fell silent, especially the Palace Master Qinghua, who looked ashamed, hurriedly retracted the Love Flower Lock, and landed on the seat , took her daughter Fang Tianyingfang, and fled away. After a long time, her voice came from far outside the palace: "Liu Shaoxian, Love Flower Palace means what you say. From now on, Love Flower Palace will be willing to worship at your feet and be at your command anytime. Offensive, but this princess has indeed wronged you! The lord of this palace will give you justice with the future of the entire Love Flower Palace!"
When Yun Qianmeng heard the words, a smile finally appeared on his pale face, but after a while, with a wow, he spit out another mouthful of bright red blood, and then fell down.
"Qianmeng!" Liu Qianlang shouted hoarsely, but at this moment, Yun Qianmeng's embroidered eyes were closed, her face was pale, and her blood color gradually lost, how could she hear Liu Qianlang's shout! Liu Qianlang couldn't help but get wet for a while. Why have you ever done anything for the other party? In order to prove his innocence, the other party resolutely appeared in front of his comrades, regardless of the reprimands of countless decent people, and even the pursuit of his own sect, not for his own righteousness, but for himself, a common enemy, to block a fatal blow! Such kindness is comparable to the sun and the moon! Liu Qianlang didn't care what the people around him were like, roared wildly, picked up Yun Qianmeng and walked towards the gate of the palace.
Everyone stared blankly at Liu Qianlang covered in blood, disheveled white hair, and cold eyes, holding Yun Qianmeng, who was also covered in blood and pale, and walked away step by step until they disappeared from sight.
"This..." Master Sukong saw his lover Yun Qianmeng suddenly appear, not only testified for Liu Qianlang, but also tried his best to block the fatal blow of Palace Master Qinghua for Liu Qianlang, Master Sukong felt conflicted. Watching the head of the sect, Peak Master hesitated for a while, not knowing what to do.
As we all know, this Yun Qianmeng is the wife of Ouyang Langlong, the young master of the Hunsha Sect. No matter what, she cannot escape the fate of being chased and killed by righteous people. But she appeared at this time, isn't it obvious that she is courting death? Now he is seriously injured, life and death are uncertain, and that Liu Qianlang is not much better. If the righteous people are chasing and killing them, there is no way for them to survive! Therefore, Master Xukong was anxious for a while.
Seeing Master Xukong's gaffe, Master Bingpo cast a calm gaze, and said: "Junior Sister Xukong, the matter has come to an end, it's useless to talk too much, let's talk about it after we see the situation."
Hearing this, Master Xukong nodded slightly, but his heart was still flustered, and then said: "I'm afraid." Before Master Xukong finished speaking, something worried happened. Someone suddenly woke up and shouted loudly: "Yun Qianmeng just now is a remnant of the Hunshamen! Hurry up! Don't let them escape!"
Following the voice, everyone under the altar, except Master Ci Yuan and Yao Wanli, rushed out of Wangchen Palace in a swarm and chased after Liu Qianlang.
Liu Qianlang carried Yun Qianmeng in his arms and walked step by step towards a cliff in Xiaotian Peak. Behind him, thousands of people from the Righteous Sect charged like lightning, especially those from the Sixteen Immortal Sect, who looked at Liu Qiang Yun Qianmeng in Lang's arms wished to chop him into blood mist to avenge the Tumen.