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Chapter 210 Luoshui Tribe

After his anger was suppressed little by little, Wu Que's heart slowly calmed down and let go of the female clerk who was holding in his hand.

Since you know someone, you cannot kill them randomly.

Lan Qingyi raised her lips and joked: "Don't you kill me?"

Wu Que found that this question was not easy to answer, so he could only choose to shut up.

"You came to Xizhou to see me and brought a woman, is it a bit inappropriate?"

Wu Que: “…”

Liu Xian'er said: "I have a cooperative relationship with him. Don't get me wrong. I don't look down on him as a weak man."

Lan Qingyi's smile instantly closed, and she staged what it means to turn against each other faster than to read the book. "What are you? Immortals, you'd better stay away from him. This emperor warned you that he is not something you can climb high, nor is it something you can say."

"This time, I will let you go. Next time, I will take your life."

As he said that, Lan Qingyi put all the pressure on Liu Xian'er. Liu Xian'er staggered two steps, and the horror in her eyes could not be concealed.

She was shocked: I am already at the ninth level of the ancestral realm and belong to the top powerhouse in the cultivation field. Why is her pressure so strong that I can't resist?

Lan Qingyi snorted coldly: "Get out!"

After Lan Qingyi finished speaking, she walked directly to Wu Que's side.

Liu Xian'er's eyes were full of resentment: Damn, you all bully me.

After Liu Xian'er left, Lan Qingyi waved her hand to set up a barrier, cover the store, and sent the female clerk away, asking, "Tell me, what happened? I can help you, and do my best."

Wu Que told the whole story.

After hearing what Wu Que said.

Lan Qingyi said: "Ice Emperor, if it were the legendary woman from the same period as us, this was done by the Luoshui Gods."

When Wu Que heard Lan Qingyi mention this name, he couldn't help but frown.

Lan Qingyi continued: "That woman is a taboo for our entire broken ancient world. All our strong men dare not provoke her, including me."

"The Luoshui God Clan brought her reincarnation back. I'm afraid there is any conspiracy. I'll go to Bishui Xuanzhou with you, otherwise your cultivation level would probably not be able to save your sweetheart."

"Okay, then I'll trouble you. I'll set off right now."

Lan Qingyi said: "You don't have to worry, your sweetheart will definitely be safe and sound."

...

Wu Que, Lan Qingyi, and Liu Xian'er sat on a huge flying magic weapon and headed to the Bishui Xuanzhou.

On the road, bored.

Wu Que asked Liu Xian'er why the immortal clan had fought with the demon clan for tens of thousands of years.

Liu Xian'er glanced at Lan Qingyi and said, "There is a little secret. The demon clan has a burial place, and there is a secret to a higher world in the burial place."

Lan Qingyi glanced at her with contempt, "Is this still a secret? In the burial place, it is just a weapon left by a strong foreigner. In this world, the ancestral realm is the strongest realm, so don't think about moving that weapon in the ancestral realm."

Liu Xian'er curled her lips: "If you want to break the shackles of the ancestral realm, only that treasure is hope. What do you know about you?"

Liu Xian'er looked at Lan Qingyi and became more disliked the more she looked at her.

Wu Que didn't say anything, but he had his own thoughts in his heart. He had been to the burial place and had seen the bone fan treasure. Xiao Jiu grew up because of this. When he had the strength, he would definitely get the item.

Lan Qingyi looked into the distance and didn't know what she was thinking. After a while, she said: "The broken world is an abandoned place. It's easy to come in, but it's difficult to get out! We are like being locked in a cage."

"Beyond the vast and boundless starry sky, there is a higher world. Over the years, many ancestors have tried to break the shackles and enter the supreme world, but no one has succeeded."

"That weapon, don't be able to get it. Even if it can be obtained, how can it break the shackles of sin with a treasure! Unless it is a variable."

Wu Que asked: "What are the variables?"

Lan Qingyi shook her head: "How could I know about this kind of thing?"

......

In the Bishui Xuanzhou, on the banks of Luoshui River, in front of a towering palace, a man in white armor stood. He was burly and exuded a strong power all over his body.

This person is the Lord of Luoshui City.

He was an old man in his fifties, with pleated faces and deep eyes, looking like a terrible old man in his seventies.

A strong murderous intent emanated from his body.

"You bunch of waste, for so long, have not gotten anything useful."

In the hall, the man with green hair and feminine appearance was submissive and his eyes were dodging.

"City Lord, we have done our best."

The Lord of Luoshui City angrily broke the playful object in his hand, "What does it mean to do your best?"

"How long has it been? There is no progress at all. You told me that I have tried my best. Without ice sources, the water of the Luo River rises, and the entire Luoshu God Clan will be in trouble."

The Luoshui God Clan is a god born in the Luo River, and life is naturally closely related to the Luoshui River.

When the Luo River surges, it will not emit the power of life, and the Luo Gods will naturally accelerate their aging.

The Lord of Luoshui City is afraid he doesn’t know how old he has lived. He is the first to age, and he can’t do it without rushing.

"Can't you guys get faster? You usually talk the most and always speak the best. At critical moments, one by one..."

"City Lord, we have been working hard. At most three days, we will definitely wake her up and gain her ice source power."



Outside Luoshui City is the Luoshui River where the Luoshui clan relies for survival. There is an ancient altar by the river.

At this moment, a Luoshen tribe dressed in a wizard on the altar was kneeling on the altar, holding a lively heart with both hands, and singing ancient sacrificial words.

In front of him, the simple formation carved on the ice-blue black ice platform showed a faint orchid light.

The temperature around the altar is extremely low and the ground is already frozen.

On the Xuanbing Altar, Dongfang Qingcheng lay flat on her face, his face pale and his breath seemed to be silent. The ice fog from the altar kept drilling into her body.

The man who was scolded by Luo Shunv City Lord went to the altar, "Witch, what's the situation?"

The wizard did not answer, and he continued to recite the ancient sacrifice.

After a while, the wizard stopped, and the fresh heart in his hand turned into Bing Xin. He stood up and walked towards Dongfang Qingcheng, crushed his heart, and the ice aura entered Dongfang Qingcheng's body.

"The situation is not optimistic, her ice source is missing, and some changes have occurred in the soul of the reincarnation of the Ice Emperor. I am afraid that it will not be able to awaken her for a while."

The man frowned, "The city lord has urged him many times, so he should step up a little more. If the girl Bing Xin is not enough, then mobilize the Luo Shui Army and go out to find him."
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