Her brows looked very painful, but there was a hint of self-mockery deep in her eyes.
Two bullets hit her lungs, one bullet embedded in her ribs, she was shot once in the abdomen, and twice in the left leg.
It can be said that the medium and long-range shotgun and excellent physical fitness allowed her to save a life, otherwise she would have died of massive bleeding.
A snake snaked around her leg.
It looked at Song Qinghan curiously, but had no intention of attacking.
Song Qinghan's expression remained normal after seeing the poisonous snake.
She slowly stretched out her hand towards the poisonous snake tremblingly, with a trace of indifference in her eyes.
When the snake saw this scene, it immediately stopped.
It waited quietly in place, as if waiting for a command.
A sneer appeared at the corner of her mouth, and she said indifferently: "Since I'm not dead, how can I let you live safely?"
After saying this, she took out the almost forgotten flute and started playing it without any emotion in her eyes.
The cold flute sound penetrated the silver-white moonlight, emitting a vast and boundless spiritual power centered on her, spreading in all directions.
Snakes throughout the ancient city seem to feel something.
They were controlled by Song Qinghan's mental power, affected by her emotions, and gathered in a mighty force.
Immediately afterwards, another stream of spiritual power shot straight through the sky, and a goshawk that covered the sky and sun circled down.
It flapped its wings and lowered its head respectfully, revealing a hint of human piety in its expression.
"This place is nice, you can get everything you need."
Song Qinghan wiped the blood that overflowed from the corner of his mouth, smiled, pulled off a piece of cloth, and bandaged the still bleeding wound.
Then, she carefully climbed onto the eagle's back and said mentally: "Let's go!"
Suddenly, the goshawk flapped its wings and rose up. The huge wind and waves immediately caused the surrounding tree crowns to be blown away.
Song Qinghan's eyes were cold, and he stared quietly at the ancient city buried in the mountains in front of him.
To be honest, Song Qinghan is not feeling well right now.
Her lungs were severely damaged, and the few blows she had just played on the flute made it worse.
Now she felt a tearing pain in her entire insides, and she almost fell to the point of blacking out.
But she could only grit her teeth and endure it, she would never fall down here.
Just as Song Qinghan followed the spiritual power on the commander's sacred stone, countless poisonous snakes were affected by the spiritual power and followed her, forming a loose but huge team.
The commander was walking quickly among the trees and vines alone.
He held a pale golden stone in his hand, his eyes full of expectation.
"It is said that Dong's sacrifice requires a holy stone, and the energy is not allowed to be lost. Otherwise, I wouldn't have to bring a bunch of waste to fill the lost energy."
The commander thought to himself.
Even so, the sacred stone that has been replenished with energy will still be depleted when brought to winter, and it will also be unable to be successfully sacrificed.
But he was not worried about this issue at all, because he had no intention of going back alive.
Thinking about those people, who thinks about him?
He came here this time just to resurrect his wife and children.
In this line of work, you have to pay a price.
Those who joined him before have already paid the price.
As for him, he has already tasted the consequences.
In the end, he will sacrifice his own life just to resurrect the one he loves!
As for what to do later, that's all in the next life.
At this point, the commander laughed and said deeply, saying: "Because of the fruit, she is right, I will indeed be retributed ..."
Shicheng itself is a shortcut, but it is ignored by people because of its danger.
Not far from Dong, the commander did not rest, and rushed all the way.
At the edge of Shicheng, the commander was overjoyed. When he was going forward, his expression was stunned and returned to the edge of Shicheng.