1342. Chapter 1342 Mistakes 8
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"Hmph, it's your fate, you'd better pray in your heart that that brat Xin Zhao is okay!" The Great Elder stretched out his long arms, carrying one in each hand, and quickly walked towards the border.
Soon, the Great Elder came to the important place of Beimo Army Camp.
Seeing the tragic scene in front of him, the Great Elder poured out another mouthful of blood. If he hadn't suppressed it forcefully, he would probably vomit blood again.
Even Bei Chenying and Zi Yan were dumbfounded.
"Couldn't this be the place where the military camp is stationed?" Bei Chenying stuck out her tongue, her eyes filled with incredulity.
The original military camp was stationed, but at this time it turned into a huge pit. This deep pit has a radius of twenty miles and is about tens of meters deep! At the scene, there wasn't even a single fur from when they were stationed there, but the Great Elder was sure that they were buried deep here.
A whole million soldiers!
All the elites of Beimo!
Originally, they hoped to reach the Eastern Jin Dynasty with their iron hoofs, and the Eastern Jin Dynasty was never included in the territory of the Northern Desert, but now they died before they left the army!
The Great Elder stood there in a daze, his fists clenched into fists, trembling with anger. His face was bulging with blue veins, his face was twisted into a ball, and he looked extremely terrifying under the rage.
Bei Chenying pulled Zi Yan back a step.
Who dares to provoke such a great elder? Whoever provokes whoever dies.
Suddenly, after sweeping around, the Great Elder stared straight ahead!
Those were the traces left by Nangong Liuyun and Patriarch Mo when they fought before. The First Elder originally wanted to kill Bei Chenying and the others, but in the end he tried his best to hold back. He then picked up the two people and quickly flew towards the direction of the battle marks.
Here, two extremely powerful people have fought before. One of them was undoubtedly Patriarch Mo, so what about the other one? Who lost and who won? These questions were circling in the mind of the Great Elder.
Because he couldn't figure it out, he followed the traces of the battle all the way to the past.
I have to say that those two people fought so hard before, and all the forests, grass and mountains along the way showed signs of being destroyed. The Great Elder found it without any effort.
Soon, a small wooden house appeared in front of him.
At this time, in the small wooden house, Nangong Liuyun was still lying down, and spiritual light flashed all over his body, lingering and circulating, and his body was gradually recovering.
Beside him, Su Luo quietly guarded him without saying a word.
Because Su Luo brought back the Mystic Spirit Tree, there are six Mysterious Spirit Fruits in the space. Before that, she fed Nangong Liuyun two and Little Shenlong one, and now she only has three in her hand.
Suddenly, Su Luo saw that the aura in Nangong Liuyun's dantian showed signs of being annihilated, and she was startled. Su Luo thought for a while, and a Xuanling Fruit appeared in her hand. When she handed the Xuanling Fruit to Nangong Liuyun's mouth and squeezed out a little juice, Nangong Liuyun's thin red lips opened automatically.
A look of joy appeared in Su Luo's eyes, and at the same time, she was even more grateful in her heart. Fortunately, she was smart before and dug up the whole Xuanling tree, otherwise, the Xuanling fruit would not be enough.
After feeding this mysterious spirit fruit juice, the spiritual energy in Nangong Liuyun's dantian slowly emitted warm light again, and gradually moved to the limbs and bones, repairing his almost broken body.
"Nangong, you must get well." Su Luo pressed her face against his big palm, her voice was unprecedentedly gentle, "No matter what the price is, I will save you."