Chapter 143: Sudden
After half of the demon pill returned, Mo Lan could turn into a human form, but he rarely woke up, and most of them stood blankly without even blinking his eyes.
"Just take it slowly, she can always talk and laugh and walk around as usual." The Ten Thousand Rat Demon Lord was very confident.
Seeing that Zhou Jing was about to leave, he said again: "Mo Lan woke up for a moment last night, and I asked you about the matter. She had never seen the appearance of a fairy saint before. He always had a clear light on his body, and his voice was sometimes male and female. He remembered that he mentioned, 'If you can bring Linghu Yu back, you will return half of the demon pill to you'. It sounds like he has a grudge against Linghu Yu, but he is so powerful, why don't he take revenge on his own? I can't say what is hidden inside."
Zhou Jing couldn't help but frowned, and the words "bring back" would not be enemies, and they were even a little intimate.
"How did she know the immortal saint?" he asked.
The Demon Lord of Wanshi sighed: "Mo Lan was chased by her husband's family and had to take A Qiao to escape to Zhongtu, bent on seeking revenge from Linghu Yu. He heard that the Yanzhou Flower Demon Clan had extremely powerful demonic techniques, so he thought about asking for it, but was injured by them. It was the immortal saint who saved her and asked her to use half a demon pill to exchange for the Soul-Destroying Array of Illusion. The demon pill is the life of the demon, so how can everything be two but not dead? But the immortal saint really has a method called Tongtian Arm. I heard that it is a lost skill in Zhongtu. It is also the technique that created meridians for A Qiao."
Speaking of this, he rubbed his paws: "I have also thought about it. This immortal saint is probably a powerful character from the powerful immortal sect. There are so many things you have to do with the immortal sect. In short, that's all, do you have something to say to A Qiao?"
Zhou Jing shook his head slowly: "It's time for me to leave."
He walked several steps along the snow in the forest, and finally looked back again. Ye Xiaowan was holding Mo Lan and was quietly looking at him.
I haven't seen her eyebrows and eyes stretched out for a long time. Although she was crying, she was not because of sadness.
It should have been like this long ago.
Seeing that she opened her mouth as if she wanted to speak, Zhou Jing turned into a golden light and suddenly turned away without looking back.
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Linghu Zhenzhen turned her head, covered a huge yawn with her hands, and looked at Zhou Jing sitting opposite her sleepily.
Benhua suddenly ran to Yiguang Cliff in the middle of the night, knocking the formation of the mansion to the sky. Her dream was halfway through, and she had to get up, but he asked Linghu Yu and the immortal saint on the head.
Qin Xi casually replenished tea for him and sprinkled hot water on the table: "The dream is disturbing in the middle of the night. Now I have finished listening. I won't bother with me this time, right? Senior Brother Seven has any opinions. Junior Brother will listen carefully tomorrow. You will finish drinking this cup of tea..."
"Are you sure you are the master of the second meridian?" Zhou Jing seemed to be silent. "No one of the people who are destined to be with him created by the Pan Shen Si was left by his side. He was chasing Linghu closely. Why did he create so many people who are destined to be? Isn't it very strange?"
Qin Xi shrugged: "I'm not sure, I just say that his possibility is greater. The Immortal Saint is a destined person who wants to be controlled by himself. I think that the soul contract is not available to everyone, so he will try it one by one. I don't know why he stared at Zhenzhen, maybe he was crazy."
Zhou Jing thought about it for a long time, and his face looked ugly: "How to deal with the master of pulse?"
He actually thought about dealing with the master of pulse, and he deserved to be Cong Hua.
"When you become the master of the pulse, you can deal with it when he is old and dying." Qin Xi stood up and pretended to see him off, "Young brother is very sleepy, I have something to say tomorrow..."
Zhou Jing still seemed to have not heard of it, but instead touched his forehead: "No wonder you are not anxious or impatient. Anyway, one of the master and the master of the two meridians must be an immortal saint, and the other must be not. Now both of them know about the immortal saint, and the one who is not will always protect us."
Qin Xi raised his eyebrows: "Maybe both of them are good."
Then what kind of meridian is the best? The two peaks of the Immortal Sect are both demons, so they can be changed to the evil meridian.
Zhou Jing let out a sigh, his eyes turned around Qin Xi's face for a while, and then circled back to Linghu Zhenzhen's face. She was standing on the table and was half asleep and half awake.
It seems that the three of them have not sat together for a long time. They are a little bored, but they are inexplicably missed him.
He stretched out his legs and kicked it gently on the table, shouting: "Linghu."
Linghu Zhenzhen looked at him with her eyes rounded. What's the matter?
Zhou Jing seemed to be brewing some anger, his eyes were inexplicably fierce, and his tone was also gloomy: "Can Yuan Xi tell you for me?"
What did she say? She looked up at Qin Xi, but he patted his forehead: No, I forgot.
Zhou Jing said slowly: "The Zhou Conghua who wanted to stab you that day is not called Zhou Conghua, but Zhou Conghua. She looks the same, but she is a lunatic inside. Zhou Conghua is a conscientious person. Although she didn't stab you, she is still happy to ask you to stab you back."
...So, what about the knife?
Linghu Zhenzhen looked around and didn't see his long golden sword. Last time she didn't want to stab him, but he gave him a quick knife. This time she really wanted to stab him, so he didn't.
Zhou Conghua, cunning.
Zhou Jing finally got up and walked out: "I'm afraid something big will happen in this trial, so be careful and act together at that time."
Qin Xi sent him out of the house and said indifferently: "I'm not thirteen years old, so I'm still going to act together."
Before he finished speaking, Zhou Jing's fist was already smashed with the sound of wind.
Linghu Zhenzhen heard that the jingling in the yard seemed to be fighting. When she came to the door, she saw Zhou Jing's long golden sword dancing into a blurred golden light. Qin Xi's Fenglei Flying Sword's green light was faint, and each of them quickly and skillfully moved away in the dark night.
Zhou Jing typed and seemed to have words popped out from his teeth: "You are so embarrassed now, are you happy?"
Qin Xi "tsk": "You should be embarrassed about more than this."
"How fuck do you think you're so good?"
"My junior brother has always faced embarrassment calmly."
Zhou Jing and him flew and fought in the snow-covered courtyard for a long time, and suddenly turned into a golden light and fell in front of Linghu Zhenzhen, who was enjoying the sight. Li Feng raised a large snowflake and pounced on her body.
"Linghu... Forget it, take a break early."
He still couldn't say anything for a long time. He immediately took back the golden sword, raised his hand and opened the formation of the mansion, and left neatly.
The warm wind blew away Linghu Zhenzhen's snowflakes, and Qin Xi threw the shaking Taiqing ring behind her head, inexplicably disliked: "Cong Hua's tongue is broken, and he can't say anything about apologizing."
Linghu Zhenzhen looked at the messy snow all over the courtyard and slowly smiled: "Then I won't stab him."
Qin Yuanxi leaned over and stared at him, stopped at the corner of his lips, and whispered: "Don't laugh at him, smile at his junior brother for a while."
She picked up a tuft of white snow on the windowsill and flicked it on him. He did not avoid it. Snow particles were hung on his long eyelashes, and all the wonderful and dazzling light in his dark eyes gave her, burning quietly and concentratingly.
Linghu Zhenzhen kissed his wet eyelashes.
In the trap of fate, it seemed wonderful to snuggle with Qin Yuanxi for only a moment.
She was about to speak, but suddenly she heard a shocking sound from the direction of Qianchong Palace on the top of Jiuqing Mountain. In an instant, the snow in the courtyard began to tremble. The snow particles on the eaves fell down, and the entire Yiguang Cliff seemed to be shaking slightly.
What?!
Linghu Zhenzhen turned her head quickly, but saw that the top of Qianchong Palace seemed to be hit by thousands of thunder, as bright as daylight, and what was even more terrifying was that the magnificent Qianchong Palace had been broken and half.
When the two of them rushed to the wind, the Qianchong Palace was surrounded by monks, and the elders scolded to open up the spiritual barrier and prevent young people from getting close.
The last thunder that shocked the earth was struck by a huge thunder, and a figure fell like a broken line from the shattered Thousand-Part Palace.
Countless winds supported his bloody body, but it was useless. He still smashed heavily into the ice and snow - it was Shi Taichu, the master of the two meridians.
Another figure slowly soared down the wind. The face of the Great Vein Lord Tang Yu was as deep as water, his eyes were filled with murderous intent that young monks had never seen before. He hung in the air and looked down at the Lord of the Two Vein Lord.
The master of the second meridian just smiled bitterly, his voice intermittently: "Okay, okay, you Tang Yu..."
The master of the Great Vein spoke slowly, and his voice buzzed like a copper bell, resounding everywhere: "Shi Taichu deceived his subordinates and concealed his superiors, and spoke wildly without saying anything, and even committed numerous crimes under the pseudonym of "Immortal Saint". The elder of the Precepts Department immediately took the order and took the title of the master of the two meridians to the fifth floor of the underground of Qianchong Palace. He waited for the followers in his meridians to be arrested together and waited for the deceased."
Chapter completed!