The Talented Doctor

His face was pale, and he was about to go to the bedroom where Miss Xi Yue was.

Not far away, Ji Chengfeng and Qinglong walked out swaggeringly from the temple.

Bai Hu shouted in shock: "Qinglong? You... why are you with Huangfuyi? Where's Miss Xi Yue? Where is Tianyi Holy Venerable?"

Suddenly, his gaze fell on Ji Chengfeng, and he trembled for a while: "You are... you are the Ji Chengfeng that the master said, and you are... the last generation of God Emperor."

Ji Chengfeng showed a faint smile, "Ji Mingyu found out quickly, but it was too late."

"The people here will leave it to you, kill them all, then go to Ji Mingyu and follow the plan!"

Qinglong bowed and said, "Yes, master!"

"Qinglong, what are you doing, why call him the master?!"

Ji Chengfeng raised his hand, and Bai Hu squirted a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground.

"Where's Miss Xi Yue?!" He struggled to catch Ji Chengfeng, but his body surged and three ribs broke, and he couldn't even stand up at this time.

How could Ji Chengfeng care about a small person like him, and disappeared with Xi Yue as soon as his figure swayed.

Step by step, Qinglong approached the white tiger who fell on the ground.

Bai Hu stared at him with tears in his eyes, "Qinglong, what's the matter with you? Why do you want to listen to Ji Chengfeng? Are you really going to kill me?!"

Qinglong's face was expressionless, and the sword in his hand was slowly raised, aiming at the direction of Baihu's heart.

Bai Hu: "For tens of thousands of years, we have been like brothers and have never been separated. Have you forgotten that we also promised that when Suzaku wakes up, we will let her live like a little princess; we swear to Let the master ascend to the position of the emperor, let him and Miss Xi Yue form a marriage. Have you forgotten all this?!!!"

The sword stabbed in Qinglong's hand stopped in midair, his hand trembling slightly.

There was a struggling look on his face, and there was a trace of clarity in his bottomless eyes.

But just when he seemed to be returning to the original blue dragon, suddenly a black magical energy emerged from his dantian and quickly wrapped around his body.

The brilliance in Qinglong's eyes disappeared suddenly, and the sword in his hand stabbed towards the white tiger again.

Bai Hu closed his eyes in despair.

But the expected pain did not come. Instead, a man’s cold and disgusting voice rang in his ears: "What the hell? They let my disciples live in such a cold, **** place? Not as good as my worry-free. Where's the valley!"

Bai Hu suddenly opened his eyes and saw a man in Tsing Yi standing in front of him.

I saw his long hair dangled at will, and his body was long. Just a figure from his back gave people a handsome, graceful and ethereal feeling.

Qinglong had just stabbed his sword, and was pinched in his hand by the man in Qingyi at this time.

That top-level artifact, a long sword that can be easily split across mountains.

In the hands of this Tsing Yi man, it was twisted into a ball like tofu.

The red light flashed in Qinglong's eyes, and he didn't mean to love fighting at all, and turned around and left.

The man in Tsing Yi stretched out his hand to volley and grabbed him, and was about to grab him back.

However, a black air suddenly burst out of Qinglong's body, bounced off the force of the man in Tsing Yi's arrest.

And Qinglong has already taken the opportunity to jump off.

The man in Tsing Yi gave a "Hey", his expression became a bit solemn, "This is... a devilish energy with devouring power?"

This time, Bai Hu finally saw the Tsing Yi man's face that was not inferior to his master, and exclaimed, "Jiuye?!"

That's right, the person who came is Jiuye!