The group's favorite junior sister returns to save the whole family of resentful villains

"He wants you to... not change?"

Liu Furuo was at a loss: "Why?"

Ji Qingzhou said in a complicated tone: "When he wanted to kill me, he was still at an age when his animal instincts overwhelmed his human instincts. I also asked him why."

At that time, Ji Qiuyu said: "I don't know."

Perhaps he felt that his answer was inexplicable, and the person he was talking to was Ji Qingzhou, so Ji Qiuyu simply said more: "I just think you are very good, but everyone and everything will change. If you change, then it's really..."

“It’s so sad.”

Ji Qiuyu's unruly eyes were filled with animality, yet a hint of sadness overflowed from them.

"When I heard his answer, I thought he was mentally ill, so I beat him up."

To be precise, he was beaten half to death and was hanging on by one breath.

Ji Qiuyu is good at poisons, while Ji Qingzhou has countless elixirs and treasures, so he is naturally worthy of Ji Qiuyu.

"I have considered whether to kill him. After all, in this remote place, I have a way to prevent the Spirit Beast Sect from finding any evidence, but..."

Ji Qingzhou said: "I find it very strange."

Liu Furuo could vaguely understand what she meant: "Given Ji Qiuyu's personality, it is really strange to say that if you change, you will be sad. It's like..."

It's like he has become a different person.

"Ah."

Ji Qingzhou also felt that something was wrong with Ji Qiuyu at the time, and he even went out of his way to test whether he had been possessed by a demon.

But no matter how she tested, Ji Qiuyu was indeed Ji Qiuyu.

Ji Qingzhou could only come up with one answer——

He is indeed mentally ill.

"My intuition told me that Ji Qiuyu had a hidden agenda. I was worried that I might kill the wrong person and cause a disaster, so I spared his life and threw him in the wilderness. If he didn't die, it would be God's will for him to live."

Ji Qingzhou's intuition saved her many times. She believed in her own choice and did not kill Ji Qiuyu.

"When I saw him again later, his humanity had gradually overwhelmed his animality. Although he still wanted to kill me, for the sake of his master and fellow disciples in the Spirit Beast Sect, he learned to restrain himself and would no longer attack without reason."

Ji Qingzhou was puzzled as to where Ji Qiuyu's murderous intention towards him came from.

But now, she seems to have found the answer.

"If Feng Xiaocao didn't lie, there might be a demon seed hidden in Ji Qiuyu's body."

Based on the characteristics of the demon species, Ji Qingzhou speculated: "His demon species is probably the 'sadness' among joy, anger, sorrow and happiness."

Many years ago, Ji Qiuyu said that he would be sad about her changes and wanted to kill her.

Many years later, Ji Qiuyu asked Feng Xiaocao if he felt his life was sad, which made Feng Xiaocao fall into sadness and pain, and resent those female eagles who teased him.

"The influence of the demon seed is gradually expanding. In the past, only he was affected by the demon seed, but now the demon seed in him can affect others."

Ji Qingzhou said in a serious tone, "We must rush to Canghai to find Ji Qiuyu as soon as possible and seal the demon seed in him."

Otherwise, more monsters will be invaded by the demons!

……

The demon world, the forest of all spirits.

If an uninformed person heard the name of the Forest of All Spirits, he would think that there were many monsters living there.

In fact, the Forest of All Spirits is the territory of the Linglong Clan.

The so-called Wanlings are the Linglong tribe who are good at planting and have cultivated countless new varieties of magical plants.

Many of these new species of demonic plants have their own intelligence and are extremely lethal.

Ordinary monsters simply cannot survive in the Forest of All Spirits.

Even if a powerful demon clan wanted to force their way into the Forest of All Spirits, it would be easy to get lost in the dense vegetation and fall into the trap called "nature", unable to get out.

Therefore, the Forest of All Spirits is also known as the Forest of Lost Path and the Forest of Death.

At this moment, it was late at night and everything was quiet except for the chirping of insects and the intermittent howling of unknown wild animals in the distance.

The cold moonlight falls on the center of the Forest of All Spirits, like a fairyland, a forest castle built by natural things themselves.

Giant trees form the house, green vines weave the scenery, flowers are dotted around, and birds act as mounts.

Mini figures with transparent wings on their backs, only the size of an adult's palm, are scattered in every corner of this natural castle.

They all had long emerald green hair, pointed ears, wore wreaths made of flower vines and tree vines, and wore clothes woven from grass leaves.

They may be half-lying between tree branches, or lying in the downy wings of their own little bird or sparrow, or leaning against a flower branch.

These small and cute people who look like elves are none other than the legendary darlings of nature, the Linglong tribe.

They were all born with top-grade wood spiritual roots and were extremely powerful.

Maybe God is fair.

The Linglong people were given unique talents, but their life span was as short as a mayfly. No matter how hard they tried to break through, they could only live for twenty years at most.

But the Linglong people don't panic because of the short life.

They believe that they are born in nature and die in nature, and that they are simply returning to the embrace of Mother Earth and returning home.

The twenty years in this world are just a short journey for them.

Since it is a trip, you should naturally enjoy it and experience it well.

During their limited lives, the Linglong people used their enthusiasm to cultivate countless new varieties of spiritual plants and magical plants, and presented them to Mother Earth, who gave them life.

They love life and nature so much, and live happily and freely.

Therefore, other demon tribes secretly gave the Linglong tribe some nicknames, such as "Silly Little Elves", "Fools Who Don't Know Sorrow", etc., which were either kind or sarcastic.

But it was this group of Linglong people, who seemed to be only able to laugh foolishly in the eyes of outsiders, who all had red eyes today.

Even the moonlight couldn't hide the redness in the corners of their eyes. They rarely worked hard in the fields, but instead lay down listlessly.

"rustle……"

At this time, a young man with a colorful snake wrapped around his arm, bare upper body revealing snake-shaped painting, and wearing a simple long skirt on his lower body, walked out from the shadow under the tree.

He was followed by an elderly male Linglong.

The Linglong tribe member cried until his eyes turned red: "Are you leaving? We lost our most beloved tribe leader during the day, and we are going to lose you, our most beloved guest at night?"

"My journey is not over yet, the end is just ahead, and destiny is driving me there."

The young man's dark pupils unconsciously overflowed with melancholy.

He glanced at the Linglong people who were tired of crying and lying down to rest, a complex look flashed across his eyes, and he said again: "I should go. If I stay here... it will not be good for you."

"how come!"

The male Linglong tribe member retorted: "It is you who taught us the sorrow of the passing of life, and made us, who are shallow people, understand how painful it is and that we should not laugh or joke around. There is nothing wrong with that."

The young man's eyes became even more sorrowful when he heard this. He said, "It's a good thing that you understand sadness..."

However, before he could finish his words, a struggle appeared in his eyes. He stopped talking and shook his head violently, as if this could make him more sober.

The male Linglong tribe member hurriedly asked, "Guest, are you okay?"

"...something happened."

The young man covered his forehead with his hands, his eyes showing a little coldness through his fingers. He gritted his teeth and said, "I am sick."

"I'm sick in the brain!"