On the Eve of Lili, She Turned Into a Mushroom

Ning Qingqing, who loves Xie Wuwang, is dead...

She looked innocent and innocent, and spoke the coldest words in the warmest voice.

Xie Wuwang felt that his internal organs were severely gripped by a cold hand, his breathing was unsteady, and he suddenly exhaled a short, **** breath.

He suddenly remembered that day. She curled her eyebrows and asked him—"How can you let me go? Unless I die?"

That kind of smile makes my heart ashamed.

A thought that he didn't want to think deeply came up: if he really let her go, would she figure it out and be free? Will she be able to resist when the poison is attacking?

"A Qing..." Tongren trembled unconsciously, he tried very hard, fixedly looking at the person in his arms, "The demons have been removed, you will not die."

She is beautiful. A pair of clear eyes were bent into bright crescents, the white complexion was glowing with moist and beautiful shimmer, and the lip color was like the flower of spring dawn.

Looking down, on the thin collarbone, there are no longer those gray and black winding magic patterns.

He raised his hand subconsciously, gently lifted her clothes off his shoulders, and his eyes sank.

She was still scaryly thin, her white skin was close to the jade bone, her petite body was like a transparent body, and her whole body was trembling gently when she breathed, like a glazed flower that shattered at the touch of a touch.

There was no magic pattern, and the body was thin and fragile, and it was generally the same as the last time the two people were intimate in memory.

At that time, she closed her eyes, her expression was supple, and she looked like a gentleman. Her heart was indeed dead at that time, there was no light in her eyes, her eyes were hollow and numb, and even the pain seemed to be contained in an empty wooden cavity.

He hurt her, and physiological tears slowly flowed from the corner of her eyes. She still had no expression, like a hollow puppet that moved.

He knew her body too well, and he used some methods to easily make her out of control and happy.

When he left in contentment, she was drowsy and lovely and pitiful. Her cheeks were faint and thin, her lips were slightly swollen, and her beautiful and fragile body was paralyzed in the clouds, like a handful of crisp snow and a pool of muddy flowers. I can't help but want to hold it in the palm of my hand and pity it carefully.

He arrogantly left her a few words, and he thought that would have coaxed her, thinking that he would be able to reveal all these recent days.

Who knows, that is not to coax her, but to push her into the abyss.

On that day, she fell off the bed with a magic pattern, struggling pitifully, and unable to ask for help.

That Ning Qingqing, who loved Xie Wuwang so much, just... died. Died lonely and desperately. Alone, died in Yuli Garden, which was sealed off by the barrier.

What was he doing then? He sat in the Qianyuan Hall, waiting for her to take the initiative to soften her body and transmit his voice to him.

The past of the dust penetrated deep into the lungs with the breath, like a cold blade, piercing the lungs and the heart.

She was really kind and didn't let him see the last tragedy in the delusion, but took him to relive the beautiful old dream, lying on the big wooden platform waiting for the end of the delusion.

Gave him a false and happy ending.

Regrettably, it is even more ecstasy.

"A Qing." He placed her soft little hands in his palm, one by one, and clasped her fingers tightly.

In terms of injury, the injury at this moment is much more serious than the injury of the body in the delusion state. Sealing the fierce beasts, the sacred mountain duel, the battle of the tombs and then the raging universe, there is little room for breathing, only with peerless cultivation and cold will to support.

This battle did more harm than good. Knowing that it was not a good time to step on this trap, he still came and fought.

In fact, on the way to Xiecheng this time, he calmly thought about what would happen if Ning Qingqing was gone by the time he arrived.

His mind was very calm at the time.

He thought that if she was gone, he would have no flaws.

He is such a cold-hearted person.

When things didn't happen, he didn't expect that he would venture into a delusion for her, and toss himself so miserably, it was really incredible.

Now that I don’t want to admit it, I have to admit it—

"A Qing, I have you in my heart."

He held her little hand in his palm, and the smile on his lips was magnificent. He lowered his arrogant head and stared at her with fiery eyes.

He wanted to hold her tightly, wanted to kiss her petal-like lips, and even wanted her to say again, whether he could do it or not.

"Come back, I won't make you sad again, you and I won't be separated." He coaxed in a deep voice, "Let's go home."

Ning Qingqing blinked.

I can't wake up this guy who is too deep into the scene by patting his face.

She gently rubbed his palm with her warm and soft palm, and smiled and said to him: "The paranoia is over, wake up quickly, don't feel sad anymore. I know you want to comfort her, and you want to take care of her. She makes up for the regret, right?"

He pursed his lips without saying a word, and motioned her to continue speaking with his eyes.

She said: "You are so good. But don't regret it, she doesn't need anything anymore. She likes the yard and likes to lie on the big wooden platform to bask in the sun. It's all because she likes him. If she likes him, she becomes one A painful thing, then staying in the yard and lying on the wooden table will only make her more painful and sad, understand?"

His eyes flickered, as if a huge wave in his heart slapped his eyes.

"Xie Wuwang," her voice was clear and sweet, "Since he took a woman back and lived there, Yuliyuan is no longer her home. We will never be able to take her home because she has no home. That's it. The injury is irreparable, and ending like that is the best ending for her. Her story is over! Wake up, don't be sad!"

Words by words, like a blunt knife cut in Xie Wuwang's heart, the pain is as dense as rain, endless.

She smiled so sweetly, there was no haze in her eyes.

This soft light had warmed his cold and murderous heart for countless days and nights.

He will not let go. How could he let go. Why should he let go?

Her arms were squeezed bit by bit, like silent vines, clinging to her chest tightly.

Ning Qingqing was very uncomfortable being hugged by him. His body was too hard and strong, and it was still hot, like a big red soldering iron. His robe was stained with a lot of blood, some of it was hard-he did not see blood, and the blood was his own.

Holding her like this is like embedding her in his flesh and blood. Even if he didn't feel the pain, she was very uncomfortable.

"A Qing, I hurt you." The big hand holding her shoulder trembled slightly.

For his good-looking sake, she gave him the utmost patience and conscientiously comforted him: "We have left the delusion state, you have not hurt me, you are fine, you and the Xie Wuwang in the delusion state Not the same. Don’t worry, I will never hold out my sincere heart and let others trample on me like her. No one can hurt me."

However, Xie Wuwang did not appreciate him. He still stared at her with a slightly paranoid gaze. His eyes were dull and his voice was hoarse. He seemed dull and intolerable: "A Qing, I have never had anyone else in my heart, I I haven't touched anyone. Yuliyuan is your home, don't want it."

...Don't want me.

He held her tighter.

"I said," Ning Qingqing lowered her eyes sadly, "The story of Xie Wuwang and Ning Qingqing is over!"

He laughed silently: "A Qing, there is no end, you and I will never end."

Ning Qingqing: "...Xie Wuwang, are you okay? How can there be such a silly mushroom!"

She stared at the unconscious guy.

Those who are near Zhu are red, and those who are near Mo are black. If you stay with a guy with a problem for a long time, you might be infected.

Seeing her blatantly resisting expression, Xie Wuwang, who is well versed in negotiation, settled down, bit his tongue, and suppressed the undercurrent that was surging in his heart.

Can't rush for a while.

He has a lot of time to coax her with her to make up for the hurt.

Doing it too quickly will scare her away.

He took a deep breath and quickly suppressed all emotions.

He slowed down and calmly deceived the simple mushroom: "I mean, in this world, the only talking mushrooms are you and me, so you can only be safe by staying with me."

Ning Qingqing rolled her eyes: "...oh?!"

With a little suspicion, she watched him carefully.

He seemed to have gotten rid of the influence of the delusion and returned to normal. His eyes became lazy and indifferent as usual. He gently pushed her out of his arms and helped her to stand firm.

Suddenly leaving the embrace that had been stuck for a long time, half of his body was a little empty and a little cold. She looked at him innocently.

"You are not my spore." He chuckled and paused, "I have no children."

Distinguish the relationship in time.

She suddenly said: "Yes! You..."

She held back the word ‘No’ in time.

Ning Qingqing was a little embarrassed that he was so frank and sincere. In fact, she has always been very kind and polite, so she doesn’t know why, but she always confesses her shortness in this matter...

Don't say he can't do it anymore.

Just be clear in your heart.

She bent her eyes and smiled at him: "Yeah! Thank you for helping me solve the demons!"

As if sunlight were shining into a gloomy and damp heart, Xie Wuwang's whole body was warm and lazy, and he subconsciously curled his lips: "Small things."

For a moment of trance, he couldn't help but deceive himself into thinking that he was back to the past. Her smile is so sweet, she has no grudges, trusting him completely.

The whole body was light, and the pain all over his body seemed to disappear.

He knew that he was drinking poison to quench his thirst.

It doesn't matter, he has the confidence to turn this arsenic into honey a little bit.

"Let's go." He tilted his head, with a calm tone.

With a flick of the wide sleeves, the enchantment dispersed.

The sound and waves of mountains and seas rushed toward him, causing Ning Qingqing to retreat half a step. The eyes were scarlet, and the pungent **** smell was as strong as rust in the air. Taking a breath, the fine and broken iron blood particles cut through the airway, sticky and greasy, with burrs.

There was a buzzing in her ears, she calmed down and saw the foreground clearly, she couldn't help opening her mouth slightly, shocked and unspeakable.

Both inside and outside Xiecheng are battlefields. From the ground to mid-air, there is a scene of melee.

The towering city wall behind him collapsed for the most part, and the plain in front of him had become a lake of blood. Countless corpses poured in from all directions like a tide, but were firmly blocked by the impregnable embankment hundreds of meters away.

It was the gatekeeper of Tiansheng Palace that blocked the devil's corpse.

The mid-air battle became more intense, the high-ranking monks’ spells were extremely lethal, and large swaths of spiritual dazzling exploded everywhere, the dragons roared and the vision was chaotic, and his ears were quickly numb.

"Daojun! Madam! It's really auspicious for the two to return safely, auspicious!" Seeing the two of them coming out, the floating tuzi who was guarding outside the barrier suddenly laughed his fat face into an ingot.

Yu Yuyanfeng’s eyes lit up, and the corners of her lips were hurriedly flattened by her before she aroused. He arched his hands and said in a cold voice: "The subordinates risked their deaths to admonish the world. , The world's co-master, we should take common people's life as the most important thing!"

Xie Wuwang's complexion was as usual, and he responded lightly.

He rolled his eyes and asked: "Where is the Lord of the Killing Hall."

While breathing, a monk whom Ning Qingqing had never seen teleported over and said, "Jin Qi has seen Daojun. To Daojun, there are 13 sect families who participated in the rebellion this time. He broke the cauldron and sank the boat, and all came out. After the subordinates have been deployed according to the order, they can encircle and suppress them at any time. Please show me."

He was dressed in a mysterious robe, with golden clouds on his collar, and it seemed that the standard was the master of a palace.

This person had a face of an abnormal yin bird, with slender eyebrows flying obliquely into the temple, the bridge of the nose was high and narrow, the lips were extremely thin and flat, the lip color was sickly grey, and the face was criss-crossed with black centipede scars. He has no fingers. The five-finger phalanx is a row of cold blades deeply embedded in the metacarpal bones. The blades are longer than the knees. At this moment, the ten blades are full of blood, including the blood of black devil corpses and bright red human blood.

Kill Jin Qi, the lord of the palace. He was murderous, not like a living person, and felt cold all over his body at a glance.

People like this would definitely not appear at the palace banquet, otherwise no one would have the appetite to eat or drink.

Xie Wu lied in a warm voice: "Don't leave one."

"Telling." Jin Qi smiled yinly, and walked away.

The stalemate situation soon showed a one-sided trend.

The tide of corpses and the rebellious monks in midair were quickly harvested.

Xie Wuwang motioned Ning Qingqing to follow him. Where he passed, the fiercely fighting Heavenly Sage Palace gatekeepers consciously vacated the way, and the killing field evaded left and right like a sea, giving way to a clean passage.

He tilted his head, his black eyes and cold white face were bloody, calm, but shocking.

There is blood and blood, broken arms and limbs, death is everywhere, and blood is everywhere in the eyes, the blood of the enemy, and the blood of one's own side. Even if the overall situation has been grasped, a war of this scale, even if the side that wins the battle, will suffer astonishing casualties.

In the front left, there was a doorman from Tiansheng Palace who was bitten by the devil's shoulder. In order not to be infected with the devil's poison, his companion slashed his small half of his body. Through the leaky body, he could even clearly see the squirming internal organs. On such a battlefield, there is no chance to bandage and heal his injuries. He can only continue to fight with his stump until he is dead.

Cruel, cold-blooded.

Xie Wuwang asked Ning Qingqing softly, "Can you bear it?"

The tone was questioning, but his eyes were very sure-he was sure she could not hold it anymore.

This is his world, and he has always protected her under his wings, and he didn't want her to touch the world.

She didn't understand how cruel it was outside. In her world, the playful "fighting and killing" with Huang Yunzong was already the fiercest conflict.

He was about to raise his sleeves, put her in his arms, and bring her back to the safe and warm home.

Sure enough, she had dropped her small head, her shoulders and arms were shaking gently, as if shaking.

"A Qing." His voice became more pitiful and gentle unconsciously, and he wrapped his arms around her shoulders, "Don't be afraid, there is me."

She moved for a while, her thin shoulders spread out, and she raised her head.

"Found it—see me!" She raised her palm.

There was a bright light flashing in her clear eyes. She pursed her lips slightly, her small face was a little white, but her expression was very tough.

What she held in her hand was a gray-black phalanx, not gold or jade, with an extraordinary material.

Demon Emperor’s phalanx.

She was just pulling through the messy universe bag just now, looking for this thing.

Mushrooms...cough, they have a very special habit. Her own hyphae will surely be kept dense and even, with distinct threads, like smooth running water. Those places that she can see at a glance must also be neatly cleaned up, but any corners that she can't see will be filled with all kinds of unnecessary things.

For example, the fallen leaves on the ground would always be buried in those corners where she did not explore the hyphae, such as the Qiankun Bag, where there is no apparent chaos, she has already thrown all kinds of things away.

Of course, no one can say that she is a sloppy mushroom, because her appearance is very clean and tidy, and her hair is not messy. Just like the folds under the umbrella, they are always distinct.

So it took her a little bit of time to find the finger bones. She was not trembling, but rummaging through cabinets.

As soon as the Demon King’s finger bones came out, the monster immediately felt the terrifying pressure. Within a hundred feet of a radius, the Demon Corpse and the Demon Corpse King could no longer take care of the monk’s swords, and knelt on the ground one by one, waiting to be killed. Quiet like a chill, there is no sound.

Ning Qingqing proudly rushed to Xie Wuwang and raised her eyebrows, protruding the hyphae and curling her finger bones, spreading the hyphae like a kite, and threw it far away.

"Huh-huh-"

Fans spread out on the battlefield, and where the magic finger crossed the border, it was like a strong wind blowing through a wheat field, and a stubble of wheat fell in one stubble.

The devil's corpse was completely rigid, and no one was injured or killed.

Xie Wuzuo silently retracted his hand toward her shoulder.

She didn't seem to need comfort.

She curled her eyes and said to him: "This is how the little baby catches dragonflies. They catch a female dragonfly, tie it with silk thread, and swing it around in mid-air, and soon a male dragonfly will be attracted. Come over, lean on the female dragonfly and stick it tightly together, and even if the wings are caught, they can’t bear to separate their wings. Just one by one, you can quickly catch many male dragonflies and fry them into a big dish."

Xie Wuzuo silently looked up at her demon emperor's finger bones that had been thrown into a big circle, and then at the densely lying devil corpses underneath, the corner of his eyes jumped fiercely.

She has run a few feet away, with a light figure and a bright smile. On this **** battlefield, her whole body seemed to exude a clear and warm light.

Where could she be a grudge?

‘She wouldn’t die, he didn’t let her go, and kept her to death day by day. ’

The innocent and charming voice reverberated in his ears, and the unspeakable irritability and pain strangled his chest.

Xie Wuwei let out a deep breath, looking at her intently.

That's why he decided to marry the bright and beautiful woman who came home, and she is back.

Because of forgetting him, he came back from the dead. If he let go, would she be like this, living in the sun forever?

Xie Wuwang laughed, shaking his body back and forth, cracking the wounds on his face and body.

Losing his mind, suddenly a leader of the hidden guard hurriedly came to report.

"Reporting-Dao Sovereign's magical calculation. The water curtain enchantment located outside the array successfully captured the source of the sound transmission mirror's spiritual power fluctuations-and those rebels who transmitted the sound, hiding in the southern Canglan realm. Please Dao Sovereign show. "

When Xie Wuwang went to the trap alone, he had already placed an enchantment hundreds of miles away in order to wait for Ji Ruxue to contact the people in the formation. Now that I followed the vines and touched the melons, I reached the location where Ji Ruxue was hiding.

"Okay." Xie Wuwang constricted his eyes and smiled at the corners of his lips. "Seal the Canglan Realm, and this monarch will take his life himself."

"Yes."

Ning Qingqing was flying her phalanx kite happily, and a hand suddenly sank on her shoulder.

"Take you to a fun place." Xie Wuzuo said lightly.

"What about here?"

He did not move his face: "Nothing, little rebellion and monsters, my people will take care of them."

Ning Qingqing thought for a moment, retracted the mycelium, tucked the Demon Emperor's phalanx in his hand, and then threw it to Yu Yuyan.

"I'll leave it to you and the Buddha!"

When the two of them were trapped in the Devil City, they lived and died together and fought side by side, and she trusted them.

After receiving such a earth-shattering thing, Yu Yuyan held it several times before holding it firmly, and was so frightened that she hurriedly added makeup.

Xie Wuwang didn't rush to teleport, but walked with Ning Qingqing in the blood sea of ​​Shishan Mountain.

"A Qing," he said quietly, "Do you know why Ji Ruxue didn't catch you and threatened me?"

There were horrible howlings around, and from time to time in mid-air, the monks of both sides died together, exploding into large fireworks.

It is indeed a good time to talk about this kind of thing.

Ning Qingqing shook his head honestly. She felt that Xie Wuwang was very good to her. After all, in the paradox, he had accompanied her alive and died to help her get rid of her demons.

To hold her to threaten him, sounds like a very good idea.

At that time, the guy pretending to be Yu Haotian could indeed take her away easily, but he didn't do so.

Xie Wuwang told her: "Because of standing in this position, the first principle and bottom line is-never threaten."

Keep her trapped in the Devil City, and he will save her. If she falls into the hands of Jiruxue, it will be different.

Ning Qingqing tilted her head and glanced at him, feeling a little weird in her heart.

She can't remember where she heard a sentence. Once she tells others the bottom line, it means that the negotiation will be a complete failure.

He looked down at her and smiled faintly: "It doesn't matter if you don't understand. The gentleman said ugly, if one day someone threatens me with your life, then it must be me who kills you."

He wouldn't have said this to her before, but this time, he wanted to try to show her his world bit by bit.

A real cruel world.

Ning Qingqing quietly curled her lips, lowered her eyes, and prolonged her voice: "Ming-Bai-la! You want to tell me that if someone catches you and threatens me, let me leave you alone, right. Right? Okay, I remember it!"

Xie Wuwang: "..." It's really the Zhuyeqing who doesn't suffer.

He smiled, wrapped her shoulders calmly, and strode forward.

"You have found out the case of Qingcheng Mountain and Huang Yunzong's influx, now you know that I am not partial to Zhang Tianbao?" He sighed softly, "You don't believe me in such a small matter."

Ning Qingqing knew that he was talking about things in vain.

She tilted her head and thought for a while: "Because Ning Qingqing in the delusion is too sad, so she thinks things out of the horns. In fact, if you give her some more time, she will find that something is wrong."

He stroked her head.

He said: "If you know Ah Qing is so smart, you should give the evidence to you from the beginning, and you can check it."

The humble mushroom was a little embarrassed by his praise: "Actually I am just as smart as usual."

"Well," he took the conversation casually, "The wise Ah Qing should believe that I have no interest in Yun Shuimiao and his ilk. At that time, the four seas gradually became strangers and deliberately left the control of the holy palace together. The situation is treacherous, it's really messy, and it's a bit troublesome. Hou Donghai just happened to send him to the door and wanted to exchange a furnace tripod for Luoxia Island in the South China Sea. I allowed him. As for the furnace tripod itself, oh, even if it was a floating butcher, I did. The same smile. A Qing, think about it, is it worth it to get into trouble with me for something indistinguishable from the Futuzi?"

With a little effort, Ning Qingqing imagined the Buddha dancing in the temple with a tulle and a fat waist. His eyes blinked slowly.

He continued with a chuckle and said, "You think I kept that thing because I want to cultivate with it when the violent fire riots and the Taoist body is unstable. You really despise me."

He stood still, clutched her shoulders, and turned her towards him.

Ning Qingqing looked up, and was slightly taken aback-only to see the flowing blue and white flames in the wound on his face.

"Look," the brilliant flames made him look more like a broken glazed statue, so handsome and suffocating, he smiled, "At this moment, my body is unstable, let's see how I deal with it."

He chuckled arrogantly, hugged her, and stepped into the wind.

After half an hour, he took her to the foot of a snow-capped mountain.

The ice cave under the snow twisted and twisted, and Xie Wuwang drove down the mountain. Ning Qingqing found that the left and right ice walls were getting harder and harder, and some places were glowing with faint blue.

His physical condition is getting worse and worse, and his breathing brings out a terrifying flame, as if it may explode into a big fireball at any time.

Further down, Ning Qingqing found a lot of lifelike ice sculptures, all of them have animals and plants, the ice blue is crystal clear, and they are very beautiful.

"Don't touch it." Xie Wuwang's voice was hoarse, "This is not water ice, but liquid breath. If you touch something with liquid breath, you will be frozen into liquid breath."

Ning Qingqing exclaimed, "So are these real animals and plants?"

"Um."

She has seen something frozen in ice, but never seen something completely turned into an ice sculpture.

These liquid breaths are probably thousands of times harsher than ordinary frost.

Xie Wuwang was held in her arms by the cold white lava, Ning Qingqing didn't feel cold at first, but looking at these ice sculptures, she couldn't help curling up her hair. Curiosity killed the mushroom, she wouldn't touch it everywhere.

After traveling through the liquid ice layer for about two quarters of an hour, he finally reached his destination.

Ning Qingqing felt the terrifying cold before a dark blue pool was near.

This is a liquid pool.

He shielded her with an enchantment, and then walked into the pool.

The tall and thin back looks a little lonely. Before stepping down the terrifying liquid pool, he tilted his face slightly and said in a low voice: "A Qing, I didn't tell you how to stabilize the Taoist body before. I don't want you to feel distressed. You won't feel bad anymore."

Without waiting for her to react, he chuckled into the pool with a chuckle.

At that moment, it was as if the sky broke and the earth broke. The calm liquid breath pool exploded. The water and fire were incompatible. The extremely tyrannical extreme heat and extreme cold crazily crashed, the blue cold and the blue and white blazing annihilated the entanglement, every wound got into the liquid breath, boiling and surging. In the pond, it is hard to tell which is the liquid breath and which is his primordial fire.

Thrilling. Extremely beautiful, extremely colorful, extremely cruel.

Ning Qingqing opened her eyes wide and held her breath unconsciously.

His suppression of extreme inflammation in this way is no different from self-harm.

However, his face didn't have the slightest color, the splashing ice and the flames were in time, occasionally revealing that extremely handsome, gentle and indifferent face.

He didn't look much expression, but the crazily undulating blue veins and uncontrollable trembling skin on his forehead clearly told her how painful he was at the moment.

Even if Ning Qingqing didn't know what it was like to double cultivation, she could guess that it must be a thousand times more comfortable than what he was doing right now.

Her heart twitched slightly, a little sad, but she didn't know why.

Finally, the boiling liquid pool gradually calmed down, the color changed from dark blue to light blue, and finally faded away from blue, becoming a small, clear, warm pool with a little steam.

The flame breath on Xie Wuwang's body also disappeared. His physique was superb. After the Dao body stabilized, the wound healed quickly.

His face was terribly pale, and Ning Qingqing could tell at a glance that this was the weakest moment in his life.

Xie Wuwang, who has always been indifferent and hypocritical, showed such a desolate smile on his face inadvertently.

"I'm fine, it's just," he slowly lowered his eyes, and said in a low voice, "it's a big pond, a little lonely."

Ning Qingqing was very sympathetic.

When I was most vulnerable, I must really want to snuggle up with my companions.

His robes had long been broken, his broad shoulders and strong chest were very beautiful on the hot pool surface.

Very lonely.

Ning Qingqing is the kindest mushroom, so naturally he will not sit idly by.

Pursing lips, a firm light flashed in his eyes.

She stuck out the hyphae and quickly condensed a large mushroom with the cap closed and threw it into Xie Wuwang's arms.

Xie Wuwang: "..."