Chapter 20 A big game of chess

"kill!"

Chun Yuan detonated the last spiritual treasure, causing an extremely terrifying blast.

He killed a Longbo giant who was attacking him, but his own magic power was exhausted.

He actually sat down on the ground, leaning on the spear in his hand, and finally stood up.

After the explosion subsided, the other Longbo giants surrounded them again.

"Heaven will kill me!"

Looking at the endless Longbo giants, Chunyuan felt extremely tired and couldn't help but wail loudly.

"Can't die!"

The green bamboo magic soldier descended from the sky, and a bamboo sword evolved into sword shadows all over the sky, which were so huge that they covered the entire sky.

The sharp edge swept over, causing the Longbo giant's skin to sting and a chill on his spine.

"punish!"

Qingzhu's eyes were indifferent, accurately fixed on the Longbo giant present, and he whispered softly.

Sword shadows all over the sky fell from the sky at the same time, like a rainstorm falling from the sky.

The moment it encountered the Longbo Giant, it unleashed a terrifying force that could crush anything in its path.

In a breath, the flesh and blood collapsed.

In two breaths, all the bones were broken.

After three breaths, the soul dissolves.

In just three breaths, the souls of the many Dragon Giants present returned to the world, leaving behind a pile of minced meat.

The killing was so shocking and powerful that the surviving Earth Qilin Chunyuan was stunned.

"Still not leaving?"

Qingzhu turned his head, not understanding what the guy below was doing.

"I have no strength left!"

Chunyuan came back to his senses, but found that he had no strength left and could not help but shook his head.

Qingzhu waved his left hand, and an illusory bamboo sword appeared in front of Chunyuan.

Chunyuan hesitated for a moment, but finally jumped onto the sword, and then, under the leadership of Qingzhu, quickly left the place.

Cross the mountains and the rivers.

After three days and three nights, a vibrant bamboo forest came into view.

Qingzhu landed here and then put the magic sword back into the purple palace between his eyebrows.

"Thank you for your help, otherwise I would be in great danger."

"You don't have to think too much, just do it!"

Qingzhu waved his hand and walked along the stone road that had been cleared in advance to a thatched house.

"My humble abode is simple, please bear with it for a while."

"If you can't stand it, you can leave here now."

Qingzhu ignored the other party and walked into the thatched hut and took out a wine jug.

He poured himself a cup, the precious liquid was emerald green, exuding a mellow fragrance, and revealing the shadow of green bamboo.

“The longer it lasts, the better it smells!”

Qingzhu drank it all in one gulp, squinted his eyes in enjoyment, and praised loudly.

"Daoyou, what kind of wine is this?"

Chun Yuan, who was sitting next to him, couldn't help swallowing and asked casually.

"This is Tianlei Qingzhu Wine. Only a small pot like this is produced every 129600 years. It has countless magical uses!"

"Does it taste good?"

The more he smelled it, the more fragrant it became, and the more greedy he became. Chun Yuan finally couldn't help it.

"Give you one cup, just one cup!"

Qingzhu took a glass cup for the other party and poured him a cup of Tianlei Qingzhu wine.

Chun Yuan immediately took a sip and found that it did no harm, but instead made him recover faster.

Without any more doubts, he drank it all in one gulp.

The terrifying spiritual energy exploded in the body and instantly flowed into the limbs and bones.

The damaged meridians of Chun Yuan were repaired, and even the severe pain in his internal organs felt much better.

His magic power was recovering rapidly and his aura was increasing at an astonishing rate.

Knowing that this wine was a good treasure, Chunyuan shamelessly ordered another glass.

Qingzhu didn't want to give it to the other party, but he didn't expect the other party to snatch the wine jug.

The two became more and more excited as they drank, until the last drop of wine disappeared.

Qingzhu staggered into the house, saying as he walked:
"Just rest outside."

"If you recover, just leave immediately and don't disturb me!"

As soon as the door of the house was closed, numerous magic arrays appeared on the surface.

Chun Yuan, who was left outside, immediately woke up from his drunken state, but his eyes were full of surprise:
"You really don't care about me?" "Don't you have anything to ask for?"

"Is there such a person in this world?"

Chunyuan has been living a life of luxury since childhood, and has heard nothing but flattery.

From time to time, animals would offer gifts in an attempt to gain some benefits for themselves.

I was used to it, but when someone suddenly did this to me, I was a little uncomfortable with it!

Chunyuan shook his head and sat cross-legged outside the hut in meditation.

150 years passed in a flash, and Chun Yuan has fully recovered.

But seeing that Qingzhu hadn't come out yet, he had no choice but to leave without saying goodbye.

"what?"

Qingzhu walked out staggeringly, holding a bottle of wine in one hand.

"I gotta go!"

"Then go ahead, no need to notify me!"

The corner of Chun Yuan's mouth twitched, but as a Qilin of noble status, he decided to repay the favor.

"I don't like owing favors to people."

"Why don't you come back with me? I'll find you a good place to live!"

"It would be great if I could be free by myself, but I don't want to be controlled by others."

Qingzhu played hard to get again, shook his head nonchalantly, and took another sip of the wine.

"free?"

"In this war, my Qilin clan suffered a great loss. We will have to take revenge sooner or later."

"It won't be long before a huge war begins."

"Although your place is remote, it is sandwiched between the Qilin Clan and the Longbo Clan."

"When the war begins, billions of miles of mountains and rivers will be reduced to scorched earth, and your place will be no exception."

"If you want to live, come back with me. I'll find you a safe place."

Qingzhu was so happy that she finally waited for the other party to speak, but she still had to pretend.

While drinking the fine wine, he frowned and thought, and said with melancholy:

"This world is such a mess. Is there any safe place in this world?"

"In such a chaotic world, how can we, the floating duckweed, survive?"

"Forget it. I hope you can help me find a safe place."

Qingzhu smiled bitterly and placed his hopes on Chunyuan.

"No problem, leave it to me."

"Do you have any belongings to pack up, fellow Daoist?"

"I only have a sword and a wine pot, both of which I carry with me. Wherever I go, that is my home."

Chun Yuan nodded, and his innate Taoist body transformed into the majestic body of a Qilin.

Qingzhu also summoned a magic sword, and his body was covered with a layer of hazy light.

When flying mid-air, Qingzhu looked back at the thatched hut with reluctance.

Following Chun Yuan, he flew into the sky and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

After returning to the Wuliang Mountains, Chunyuan took advantage of his noble status.

A good cave was arranged for Qingzhu, with abundant spiritual energy inside and a quiet and elegant environment.

You can tell at first glance that it was made with great care!
Qingzhu was also assigned a job, which was to be responsible for counting casualties and distributing pensions.

This position does not require fighting on the front lines, you can just hide safely in the back.

Just what he wanted!

After the three incarnations had made all the arrangements, Fu Tu, who was hiding in the cave, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Songxi joins the Dragon Clan."

"Red Plum joins the Phoenix Clan."

"Green bamboo enters Qilin."

"It took so much effort to finally arrange the avatar. It was not easy!"

All that should be done has been done. The next step is to lie low for a long time and strive to gain more trust.

He is not in a hurry in this regard. He has plenty of time to wait and leave it to the three incarnations.

"I regard the three tribes as soil, human feelings as seeds, and time as dew. I hope that one day in the future, it will bear abundant fruits."

Fu Tu swallowed a Xuan Huang fruit with his eyes filled with anticipation.

At the same time, the killing of Immortal did not cause the Qilin Clan to make a big fuss. Instead, they quietly waited for a reply from the Longbo Clan.

But after waiting for tens of thousands of years, the Qilin clan still didn't receive any news.

It was as if the decree had sunk into the sea without even a splash.

The Qilin Clan Headquarters finally made up its mind and began to send reinforcements to the Wuliang Mountains.

(End of this chapter)