Dressed as a snow demon disease beauty, the empress

After Xue Qingchen went back, he sat cross-legged in the room and adjusted his breath for three whole days before getting rid of the fire poison. He didn't breathe a sigh of relief until he felt his body temperature returned to normal.

This fire poison is really hard to deal with, as long as Xue Qingchen's cultivation is still there, it will be impossible to get rid of this fire poison. When the fire poison was first produced, if Xue Qingchen could make up his mind to destroy his body, he might still have his life to live , but in the realm of cultivation, the weak are preyed upon by the strong, and who would be willing to destroy their hard-earned skills?

Xue Qingchen is naturally unwilling, what he pursues all his life is strength and fame, even if the fire poison really kills him, he will not abolish his own cultivation.

It has been more than ten years since the failure of crossing the catastrophe and becoming possessed by the fire. The fire poison has already penetrated into the bone marrow and penetrated into the internal organs and merged with the snow light dust. The trauma has recovered a lot.

Xue Qingchen's current body is not as badly injured as before. If he is not troubled by fire poison, he may live for another hundred years by taking some pills and fairy grass to restore his body, and then use this hundred years to find a cure The medicine that hurts the body, don't worry about not being able to live.

But Xue Qingchen just thought about it, not to mention whether he would die under the poison of fire, the hero of this world would not let him live for such a long time, Xue Qingchen didn't plan to stay in this world forever, but During the time before he was killed by the male lead, he had to be alive.

It's just that the fire poison is really tricky, Xue Qingchen will definitely not follow the path of double cultivation with men like the original owner, he must find a way to effectively restrain the fire poison.

The sun was rising outside, and it was another morning.

It was rare for Ling Xuefeng to snow again, and now three days have passed, he expected to expel the fire poison of Chongyuan, Xue Qingchen used Lingyu to recruit a disciple, and told about Chongyuan's insanity, let him He took care of him and sent him down the mountain when he recovered from his injuries.

Those who cannot cultivate in the cultivation sect will naturally be sent back to the ordinary world. Although the cultivation sect has a lot of money, they will not support a useless person.

"Disciple obeys."

"You go down."

Xue Qingchen returned to the room, and a barrier rose in the courtyard, and the disciple reluctantly left after seeing Xue Qingchen's figure disappear.

After walking a certain distance, the male disciple's eyes gradually grew cloudy, and his face showed sarcasm.

"Take care of him?"

Then he didn't know what to think, and he slowly laughed.

"Xianjun, the disciple will take good care of him."

Xue Qingchen didn't go out for many days, and didn't pay attention to the male lead's situation, but learned from the system prompts from time to time that the male lead's life should be difficult, and the abuse value is only a few days, and it has already Up five points.

After a few more days like this, an unexpected guest suddenly came to Xue Qingchen's Wanxue Residence, where no one had visited for a long time.

The overwhelming cold air invaded from all directions, making Xue Qingchen, the snow demon, shiver involuntarily.

Such a sharp and threatening cold air, even the barrier he set up outside the courtyard couldn't stop him, he couldn't find another person with such cultivation in the Cangwu Sect except Cangwu sect master Zhong Liyi.

Xue Qingchen had no choice but to get out of the state of cultivation, he pushed the door out, and saw the tall and straight figure standing under the plum tree in the courtyard at a glance, it was Zhong Liyi.

"What are you doing here?" Xue Qingchen's tone was cold.

Zhong Liyi looked away from the beautifully blooming red plums, and looked sideways at the young man in white standing under the eaves, his eyes were deep and filled with invisible oppression.

Xue Qingchen's heart skipped a beat when he saw his eyes, and his face became colder and colder.

"The sect master came to Ling Xuefeng today, why?"

Seeing that the other party's eyes still fell on him, he looked at him nakedly, without avoiding violation, as if he wanted to look inside through his skin.

Under those gazes, Xue Qingchen suddenly had the feeling of being scrutinized without any cover, and this feeling made him extremely displeased.

"Could it be that the head of the sect is here today just to look at this gentleman's face?" Xue Qingchen's face was tinged with sarcasm, her lips curled up suddenly, her beautiful peach blossom eyes were slightly raised, making her look a little seductive The color comes.

"If you want to see it so much, why don't you come in front of me, I will let you see enough, how about it?"

Zhong Liyi heard the words, looked at the little blood-red mole at the end of his eye, his expression remained unchanged, his thin lips parted slightly, and said "OK."

The barrier in the courtyard was broken, and in the blink of an eye, that tall figure had already arrived in front of Xue Qingchen.

A shadow came, Xue Qingchen took a step back instinctively, but stepped on the protruding threshold, his body lost his balance, and he wanted to back up in a panic to stabilize his figure, but a hand that suddenly stretched out grabbed his wrist, and he was pulled hard back.

The force was so great that he bumped his head into the face of the person in front of him, his forehead suddenly hurt, Xue Qingchen's eyes showed a cold light, spiritual power surged in his body, and he slapped Zhong Liyi with his palm.

The wrist was grabbed halfway, Xue Qingchen's moves were easily stopped by the opponent, both arms were restrained, Xue Qingchen couldn't get away, and said coldly:

"Zhong Liyi, what do you want to do?"

The distance between the two of them is very close at this moment, their bodies are almost stuck together, Xue Qingchen tried several times but failed to pull out his wrist, because of his struggling movements, his wrist was pinched even tighter, and the pain was obvious.

There was a layer of frost in Xue Qingchen's eyes, and he stared coldly at the pair of dark eyes in front of him, the spiritual power in his body was surging, if Zhong Liyi didn't let go, he didn't mind fighting him now.

"Your spiritual power is weak."

The shackles on the wrist were loosened, Xue Qingchen took a step back, and charged Zhong Liyi's heart with a palm, but he dodged it.

Xue Qingchen's heart fluctuated for a few minutes, Zhong Liyi's behavior was no less than a humiliation to the original owner, even for Xue Qingchen himself, he was a little displeased.

"You came here today to test my cultivation?"

"Zhong Liyi, don't think that you can do whatever you want when you become the head of the sect. No matter what you do, I am also your senior brother."