Chapter 2509 (1/2)

”What's the situation? Does it affect you? ” Sitting together with Qin Chu, master Gongyu asks.

Qin Chu shook his head, ”there is no change at present, just like before, but this is the prelude to the storm. The dark cloud sky and Hua Jiuyou will not stop attacking once. Before that, the dark cloud sky and the eternal world have already formed a big feud.”

Some things were analyzed at the beginning of Qin Dynasty, and they were basically certain.

After the tea cup in his hand was rotated for a while, master Guanyu put it down, ”don't worry, if you are in the divine realm, I can help you deal with some problems; if you break through the divine realm, then you have the ability to solve some problems.”

”It's bothering me.” Qin Chu stood up and hugged master Gongyu. Although it didn't happen, master Gongyu's attitude towards him was human feelings.

Stay at home precipitation of their own, the early days of Qin Dynasty is very stable.

In the North Sea area, there are fifteen year old men outside the great enchantment of rosefinch, the holy King market of rosefinch. After seeing the holy King market of rosefinch, the fifty year old man burst out the power of blood, and then entered the great enchantment of rosefinch destruction.

Smoothly into the great destruction of rosefinch, the man in his fifties arrived in front of the rosefinch totem sculpture.

Bowing to the totem sculpture and exhaling a long breath, the man in his fifties waves his arm to inject energy into the left eye of the rosefinch totem sculpture.

With the man's action, the door of the Zhuque dark hall opened, and then the man entered the Zhuque dark hall.

The rosefinch is in the dark hall, leaning against the wall. Qin Ming, who is dying, points to the person who comes in with a long sword, but he doesn't even have the strength to get up. He has come to the end of his life.

”Who are you?” After seeing Qin Ming, the man in his fifties fought with his sword. However, after noticing Qin Ming's state, the sword was withdrawn.

”Seven elders You are the seven elders. Here you are, Qin Ming, your subordinate In his heart, Qin Ming's sword fell to the ground.

”Why are you Qin Ming?” The man in his fifties separated Qin Ming's withered long hair. He was Qin Lingxiao, the seven elder of Zhuque family.

”Elder seven, I am Qin Ming!” Qin Ming's eyes shed tears. He has different feelings for Qin Chu and Qin Lingxiao, the seven elder. The appearance of Qin Chu makes him see hope. Seeing Qin Lingxiao is seeing his relatives. It's a kind of comfort for him to see them before they fall.

”How could that be?” Qin Lingxiao puts a lot of energy into Qin Ming's body. He can't accept the present situation. Qin Ming was a vigorous young man, but now he is in his old age.

”Elder seven, don't waste your energy. My subordinates should hurry up and tell you something.” Qin Ming shakes his head. He knows what his situation is.

After calming down for a while, Qin Ming tells the story of the appearance of Qin Chu and Gongyu, and the appearance of the ghost of the five elders.