Chapter 4714 4.0466 Reciprocity

Long Qian's forehead was dripping with cold sweat, and a sharp cry came out of his mouth, "You, you, ah!"

So painful, so painful!

This kind of pain, as if extending from the root bone blood, carried an indescribable pain.

Long Qian was stunned, but at this moment, she was tightly grasped by the ghost and couldn't move at all, so she could only bear it stiffly.

"what!"

Long Xiangyun and Long Hui were also taken aback.

From their skin, they couldn't tell what kind of pain Long Qian was enduring, but they knew very well that the facial paralysis started to fight back.

"Joe, Qiaomu." Long Xiangyun shouted tremblingly, "Can, can you..."

She wanted to tell her if she could spare her grandmother for Aunt Long Chuyun's sake.

But looking back, what my grandmother did to Aunt Chu Yun, I suddenly felt that this mouth could not be opened at all.

Qiao Mu just glanced at Long Xiangyun indifferently, and then withdrew his gaze.

A cluster of sharp sparks jumped in her eyes, staring at Long Qian coldly and brightly.

After a long while, he said, "How do you feel?"

Long Qian was in so much pain that he could not speak, and the sweat on his forehead fell down like a waterfall.

The kind of pain that comes from the depths of the bone and blood is not as simple as a pain in the skin.

The most terrifying thing was that Long Qian could vaguely feel that a once very powerful force was being forcibly stripped out of her body.

"No!" Long Qian screamed and struggled hard.

With this movement, she suddenly felt a strange change in her body.

She... When she was struggling, she couldn't feel the power of the water spirit in her body?

how come?

How could the water spirit not exist?

The source of the Five Spirits is something that every cultivator who has successfully stepped into the realm of spiritual masters must understand.

It is impossible for a cultivator to lose the power of the five spirits!

Long Qian narrowed his eyes in astonishment, shook his head vigorously and screamed, "No, no!"

She must be frightening herself.

How could her nine layers of spiritual water disappear.

That was the power of the water spirit that she understood!

Qiao Mu stared at Long Qian coldly, and his voice was as cold and cold as if he was fished out of an ice cellar, "You know now, what's it like to be deprived?"

The grandfather and grandson looked at Qiao Mu in shock.

As if they didn't understand what she was saying, the three of them stared at her dumbly with three pairs of eyes.

At this time, Qiao Mu cannot escape the bondage of the abyss of offering sacrifices to the sea.

She still stayed in front of the glacier entrance, but her eyes became clearer than before.

She looked at Long Qian, and Long Qian also looked at her.

The eyes of the two almost touched the sparks in mid-air.

Looking at such a small facial paralysis, Long Qian shivered for no reason. There was a kind of cold called bone-piercing cold, and Long Qian probably realized it now.

She hates her.

This little facial paralysis probably already hates her.

"What did you do to me? Qiao Mu, what did you do to me!" At this moment, Long Qian felt that her voice seemed to be coming from a distant shore, which made her feel a little creepy. .

That hoarse, somewhat hysterical and dejected voice turned out to be hers?

The iron-blooded patriarch, who used to be so high-spirited and never soft-hearted in commanding the Long family, showed a frightened expression at this moment.