Chapter 342 Mother takes you home
The scorching heat twists the air.
Even if she didn't touch it, Concubine Shu could feel the unusualness of the flame.
Thinking that her son might not even have his bones left, she said in grief: "I don't know! I don't know! Isn't he already dead?"
Gu Qingluan was too lazy to talk nonsense with her, so he used the soul-stirring technique again.
Concubine Shu let out a scream.
Ding Beihou roared angrily: "Gu Qingluan, what are you doing? Let go of my daughter!"
He flew up, his palm suddenly lit up, and hit Gu Qingluan directly on the back.
Qi Tianyou hurriedly stepped forward to stop it: "Dingbeihou can't do it!"
boom!
Dingbeihou didn't hit Gu Qingluan, but was blown away by her instead.
At the same time, Concubine Shu was bleeding from all seven orifices and fainted.
Gu Qingluan withdrew her hand, her face gloomy.
Concubine Shu, I really don't know the whereabouts of Old Ghost Yan!
Qi Tianyou rushed up, met her murderous eyes, and quickly explained: "I have no malicious intentions."
Gu Qingluan looked away and set the coffin on fire.
If Concubine Shu is awake at this moment, she might be **** to death.
Seeing this, Qi Tianyou moved his lips, but finally said nothing.
He put his hand under Concubine Shu's nose to make sure that Concubine Shu was not dead, and breathed a sigh of relief.
After destroying Qi Tianyu's body, Gu Qingluan came to his sons.
"Xiao Yuanxi, Xiao Nan, mother will take you home."
Feng Yuanxi looked at her stupidly, without speaking or expression.
Gu Xiaonan was unconscious, with a miserable face.
Gu Qingluan felt a sudden pain in his heart.
She said she was going to protect them, but instead she let them suffer like this.
A tear slipped from her eyes and fell on Won Hee's lips.
He moved his lips and swallowed the tear.
Suddenly blinked his dull eyes, and stretched out his small hand to touch Gu Qingluan.
Gu Qingluan was taken aback for a moment, and then grabbed his little hand in surprise: "Little Yuanxi, do you remember me?"
Feng Yuanxi looked at her blankly, her purple pupils reflected her face, gray and expressionless.
Gu Qingluan's heart fell back to the bottom in an instant.
She held back her sadness, lowered her head and kissed his little hand tenderly: "It's okay, I will get your soul back, and you will return to normal soon. I believe that I will let you come back soon."
She picked them up one by one in each hand and walked out of the front hall.
"Gu Qingluan, today I will definitely kill you!"
In front, the Marquis of Dingbei roared in grief and indignation.
It turned out that Dingbei Hou found that his son had passed away.
The death of a grandson, a son, and a daughter whose life and death are uncertain, made this violent old man unable to bear it any longer. Regardless of whether Gu Qingluan was a saint with outstanding strength, he vowed to make her pay the price in blood.
Qi Tianyou, who was standing in the hall, ran out quickly after hearing the words, and gasped when he saw the scene outside.
I saw soldiers in all directions.
Surround this courtyard tightly.
These soldiers are not ordinary soldiers, they are Dingbei Army!
Standing at the front are the rare soldiers of the Dingbei Army—the seventy-two generals!
These people are all profound warriors. Every soldier has gone through life and death on the battlefield, fought countless battles, and fought with one enemy ten thousand. I don't know how many enemies died by their swords.
Once, these seventy-two generals repelled a saint in Dingyang Kingdom.
Although the saint has just been promoted not long ago, and his cultivation base is not very stable, this cannot deny the strength of the seventy-two generals of Dingbei.
Switched to other people, let alone seventy-two, even seven hundred and twenty would not be able to beat a saint.
But seventy-two will do it!
When did Beihou Ding call the seventy-two generals?
It's crazy!
(end of this chapter)