Chapter 1839

Hearing elder Murong's words, several people in the room were stunned.

How can elder Murong make such a request?

White night is also a long time to return to God.

He frowned and hesitated. Then he lowered his voice and said, "elder, I don't know how to cure. What do you want me to do? I'm afraid I'll help you

"No... in terms of medical skills, you can give it to Yunyan, but there are many things to do besides medical skills. For example, when curing those genius demons, you need a lot of soul power to urge and support, or when you prepare some soup and medicine, you need the help of the strong one, You can do all these things. All the disciples of Bingxin hall are practitioners of medicine and alchemy. In fact, soul art is not so strong. If I have nothing to do, these masters can complete it. But now I am like this, how can I go to the battle of the clan? Now also can only rely on you, white night, please do not have to refuse... "Murong Bing heart weak said.

Although the voice is still weak, but the speech can still hear a little sincere taste.

However, the white night still shook his head: "Bingxin hall is very important in this battle among the clans. This is not a trivial matter. I think elder Murong should tell the sect about this and ask the sect to arrange for it. There are countless strong people in the clan. Bingxin hall needs to be equipped with strong ones, and I can't turn to my white night."

He doesn't want to get involved in the muddy water of bingxintang.

However, Murong Bingxin uttered a hoarse groan, and said in a helpless voice: "master's words, there is no shortage of God's temple. After all, who can enter the God's temple, which one is not a shocking existence? But... Who can help me now

"What do you mean? Are they not willing to do so? " It's a foggy night.

"White night, don't you understand?" Without waiting for Murong Bingxin to open his mouth, Bing Yunyan sighed slightly and said in a voice, "Bingxin hall has played an extraordinary role in the battle of Qunzhong, but if the battle of qunzong is defeated, who will the clan blame? Those talented seeds are the key cultivation objects of the clan. It's too late for the clan to cherish them. So the first person to bear the responsibility is Bingxin hall. Now Shifu is like this. In the view of many people, Bingxin hall may not be able to maintain the logistic support for the battle between the clans. So, which strong one will help me? If something goes wrong, the clan will blame them. If they are involved, will they have to pay for it? "

Hearing these words, the white night suddenly.

The feeling is not that Bingxin hall can't ask the strong to help, but that the strong people are afraid of taking responsibility, so no one is willing to come forward.

I think so. It's not good to help Bingxin hall. On the contrary, they may get into a lot of coquetry. Who is willing to do this kind of thankless thing?

"In this case, isn't it a loss to go to the white night?" Asked the white night with a frown.

"White night, you are different. You are just a disciple of hunwu hall. You don't know medical skills, and you don't have a high position in the door. If something goes wrong with Bingxin hall, the sect will never blame you. If the sect really wants to blame you, I will take the responsibility for you! You don't have to worry at all. " Said ice Yunyan.

"That's right. I'll try my best to protect you!" Murong Bingxin also said.

In Murong Bingxin's opinion, it is enough to prove its strength that the white night can pick the flying Saint flowers.

With such ability, it will not be difficult to help Bingxin hall to survive the battle of clans.

He is indeed the most suitable person.

The night was silent.

All the people in the room were looking forward to the white night, waiting for his reply.

I don't know how long it took.

"Well, since the elder has said so, it's better to obey orders than to be respectful at night."

The white night sighed and answered directly.

If you miss this grand event, you will feel heartache at night.

What's more, the primary purpose of his coming to the temple of supreme God is to find out the skills to control life and death. Now he has no clue. Instead, he can peep into the battle of these clans and see if there are some unique powers that have such means.

"Good, good!" Murong Bingxin breathed a sigh of relief, and his turbid old eyes glanced at his joy and said weakly, "in that case, I'll let Yunyan arrange it! There should be plenty of time now. We'll let you know when everything is ready. "

"Well, I'll go back and wait for the news."

White night light road, spin and turn toward the outside of the house to go.

"White night, I'll see you off!"

Ice cloud smoke busy road.

"No, you can take good care of the elder."

White night refused and went straight out of the house.

Ice cloud smoke standing at the door, silently watching the white night leave, eyes flashing bursts of strange light.

After leaving Bingxin hall, I went back to hunwu hall in the daytime, and learned the unique skills I learned in the forbidden area.

Of course, he will not forget to go to the forbidden area every day to practice.

What makes the white night curious is that the unknown man will sit on the tombstone for a while every day.Although he could not understand what the invincible move was, he refused to give up.

"What kind of amazing moves can make such a strong existence linger and meditate every day?"

The heart murmured in the night, especially curious.

Time is just a little bit.

The night is spent in forbidden areas, soul martial arts hall and soul martial arts field every day.

It is not to understand the skills of the Jedi, to understand the tombstone, or to draw on the ancient gods.

Because of the excessive absorption of ancient gods, the spirit of the night has also been promoted, and leapt into the real king state.

Although in such a place as the temple of God, a real king is still a top, but the promotion of soul state is still greatly improved for the white night.

I don't know how many days.

A melodious horn came from a distance.

Sitting in the soul martial arts field, the white night, which draws the power of the spirit, slowly opens his eyes and looks into the distance.

This voice... Comes from zongmen.

It seems that the representatives of the great clan have come.

In the night, I took a deep breath, stood up and walked to the soul martial hall.

He walked straight up the door without stopping.

When I arrived at the top of soul martial arts hall, a strong to extreme wine smell spread.

Then there was a wine altar full of ground and a sleeping figure reflected in the eyes of the white night.

Standing at the stairwell in the evening, I felt a bottle from the storage ring, opened the lid and put it on the ground.

The smell of wine evaporated immediately.

The man who fell on the ground immediately took a puff and stood up in a whirling and wobbly manner.

He rose straight up in the night and walked towards the man, and his soul became furious...

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