Asura Field Raiders [Cultivation]

There are nine floors in this secret realm, the outer eight floors are full of fierce beasts and monsters, and the innermost ninth floor is a strangely quiet relic fruit forest like a paradise that is incompatible with the magic realm, and what is contained in it is not magic energy , it is not aura, but an ancient chaotic aura that is between aura and devil energy, and it does not seem to be something in between.

No matter how tense people are, they will eventually feel tired and exhausted.

Regarding Yu Jiusheng's terms of exchange, Qi Qinghe was noncommittal and only met in silence.

She doesn't believe that there will be good things that fall from the sky in this world. Her feelings have long been slowly worn away in the long cycle of reincarnation. Her memory is in a state of confusion. The severe headache hinders her rational thinking and makes her unable to Understand what the words relationship and partner really mean, and how heavy they really are.

Therefore, Qi Qinghe can't weigh these two words now, compared with letting a person sacrifice his life to get the relic fruit for healing, which one is more important, and how should she choose to ensure that she is invincible.

Before her physical condition deteriorated to the point where she had to rely on external objects, Qi Qinghe would only focus on herself.She firmly believed that the only person in the world who would never betray her was herself.

And along the way, she didn't have much time to think about it.When the disorder in her soul began to gradually affect her limbs and five senses, she had to make a decision.

"Take a break."

The white hair that was originally coiled high on the top of the head had already been scattered a little during the battle, and many subtle scars had been added to the originally glamorous and exquisite face.

The fingertips that had been holding the sword hilt tightly, almost sinking it into the flesh, trembled imperceptibly since then, and there was a burnt scar on the back of the hand, which was the body facing her. A warning and a cry.

From the very beginning, Yu Jiusheng wanted Qi Qinghe to put her down, wanted to protect her in front of the woman, and shield her from the coveted ghosts and monsters around her.

But the person who is completely different from the warm and soft appearance in memory is extremely paranoid and cold. After hearing her request, he just glanced at her lightly: "The limbs are sound and the muscles are not blocked. I am not so useless as that." point."

The gaze was impatient and cold, like a piece of ice that could not be melted hidden in it, and like a lonely wolf angered by contempt, which made Yu Jiusheng dumb for a moment after looking at it. He wanted to explain, but was caught again. This person silenced his voice with a spell and did not dare to resist. In the end, the majestic Emperor of the Demon Realm was actually hugged by Qi Qinghe in his arms like a weak little lady, and he was not allowed to emit even a single wave of demonic energy.

Really aggrieved.

Breaking through all the way to the sixth floor, Qi Qinghe's physical strength was a little weak, and her eyes began to feel dizzy and blackened, so she put the person down beside an ancient tree that had been confirmed safe, her eyes suddenly dimmed for a moment, her face was pale It was almost transparent, subconsciously supported the arm extended from the side to stabilize the slightly swaying body, raised the other hand to rub the throbbing eyebrows, and whispered to the woman beside her who was carefully supporting her.

"Okay, don't be afraid."

Yu Jiusheng pursed his lips lightly, feeling worried and cherished in his heart, he quietly embraced her in his arms, and sat down with her half embraced.

Qi Qinghe's face was frighteningly pale, and it really made Yu Jiusheng's heart ache. This time, she wanted to annoy Qi Qinghe, and she didn't dare to let Qi Qinghe deal with those monsters whose cultivation base was above Mahayana alone. .

"Is it uncomfortable?"

Seeing her frowning and closing her eyes, the female demon hurriedly reached out to hold her fingertips, transforming the magic energy in her body into spiritual power and sending it over.

"Wine can refresh your mind. Why don't He'er drink some wine to refresh your mind? It's still too late."

"……liquor?"

When Qi Qinghe heard this word at first, she was still in a daze, but immediately, she reminded her with little reason left, and asked her to hold her forehead and raise her eyes to look at Yu Jiusheng hesitantly, then slowly shook her head: "... ...I can't drink, I'd get drunk."

In those long memories, it seems that she really didn't have much contact with alcohol, but whenever she touches it, something not so wonderful and out of control will definitely happen.

Now in the secret realm, there are already dangers everywhere, let alone indulge yourself on the edge of a cliff with this.

Yu Jiusheng's eyes darkened suddenly, but he didn't give up after hearing the words. He just took out a small celadon bottle from his ring, pulled out the cork and handed it to her. The strong and pungent smell of wine hit his face, which was really refreshing .

"Just two sips, you won't get drunk. It's so dark and dangerous here, and the road ahead is long. If you can't get your spirits up to deal with it, it will only be more dangerous."

There was a gentle smile on the female witch's lips, and a dark red color flashed very quickly in her pupils, and she brought the wine bottle in her hand to Qi Qinghe's lips in a docile gesture.

The woman's eyes trembled slightly, and she frowned slightly as she looked at the porcelain bottle beside her lips. She paused in her heart, but then she didn't hesitate anymore, she pursed her lips and raised her fingertips to take the wine bottle, and took two sips with her head raised.

The pungent and pungent liquid poured into her throat, and she couldn't help but raised her hand to cover her lips and coughed a few times, a blush instantly rose on her pale and bloodless cheeks, and she frowned with some difficulty to put her mouth full of thick Swallowed the burning taste.

Qi Qinghe stuffed the things in his hands back into the hands of the woman in front of him without saying a word, his face was cold and unwavering, and he couldn't see his emotions clearly, but there was a hazy and shallow layer of water in those dark pupils. Fog, the refreshing effect only played for a moment, and then there was a sense of fainting and dazedness that even she couldn't restrain, and the scene in front of her seemed to be spinning.

Yu Jiusheng stretched out his hand and embraced the person with his head hanging down into his arms, the smile in his pupils deepened, his soft lips slid across her white hair silently, and a line full of nostalgia fell on it. A kiss full of breath.

"……You lied to me."

People who were ruthless and decisive along the way could not escape the paralysis of alcohol now, and the sense of confusion brought by these paralysis just relieved and covered up some of the severe pain in her soul, but made her a little more comfortable, and her spirit suddenly relaxed After coming down, the whole person fell into a state of floating like stepping on the clouds, and the calm and restrained voice felt a little more confused.

Qi Qinghe didn't have time to think about rejecting this sweet and soft embrace, a deep sense of drowsiness rushed into her mind, and the wave of drowsiness completely ate away her remaining rationality.The fingertips that were gripping the sword hilt tightly and never let go for a moment were weak and loose, and the bloodstains that had been strangled in the palm were displayed horribly in front of the female devil's eyes, which made Yu Jiusheng's heart tremble.

In a daze, she seemed to hear a very faint sigh, which contained too many complicated emotions that she could not understand.

"If you believe in me, you will risk your life. I will find the relic fruit for you and protect you."

The cherished and sympathetic kiss fell into the palm of the hand, and the proud female devil lowered her head, licking the bloodstains on the woman's hand meekly.

At that moment, the witch was as harmless as a domesticated beast.

However, in the next second, before Qi Qinghe's consciousness completely dissipated, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she suddenly heard a clear and smiling voice.

The female demon hugged her tightly in a posture that almost rubbed her into blood, her phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, revealing the greed and cunning of the demon race unscrupulously: "In this way, He'er has accepted my conditions." .”

"When we return to the magic palace, we will get married immediately."

It also saves long nights and dreams.

Qi Qinghe: ...

Damn it, strong buying and strong selling.

The woman's chest was blocked, but another wave of fainting surged in her consciousness, sending her into a complete coma, and she no longer had the strength to refute or refuse.

The witch looked down at her cheek quietly and intently, her fingertips gently stroked the small scratched scar at the end of her eye, and there was a bit of crazy tender love in her eyes.

She moved her wrist lightly, and a slender ancient sword suddenly appeared in the white and slender fingertips.

The blade of the sword trembled and groaned in the surging devil energy, and it kept crying.

Fluorescence flickers in the relic forest, and silver-white chaotic gas floats around in the forest. When the blood-stained female demon walks into the relic forest holding a long sword and carefully hugging the woman in her arms, the trees are wrapped in ancient aura The fruits suddenly began to sway slightly, and all of them moved towards the person in the female devil's arms in a movement that almost separated from the branches.

Yu Jiusheng lowered his eyes and pursed his lips, swallowing the sweet liquid that kept pouring up from his throat, but a little blood still flowed from the corner of his mouth.She has a terrible bruise on one wrist that looks like it was crushed by a huge weight, and her fingertips drooped weakly, but her arm did not relax at all, and she tried her best to protect the sleeping person in her arms. With some killing intent that could not be concealed, she scanned the forest leaves sharply, but saw a stream of silver light flowing from a circle of relic trees in the center, slowly drifting towards the person she was carefully guarding.

A few streams wrapped around Qi Qinghe's wrists unconsciously, but they didn't make any further moves. They just paused around them as if they were signaling to Yu Jiusheng, nourishing the scars on their bodies with a gentle breath. .

The female devil stared at these weird seemingly harmless gases for a long time, her eyebrows moved slightly, and after a long silence, she finally slowly and reluctantly let go of her fingertips around the woman, letting go These trickles entangled Qi Qinghe's limbs, making the woman's sleepy cheeks even more illusory and unreal.

The white hair hangs down and floats in mid-air, and the woman's body is supported by these auras, and gently sent to the huge relic fruit tree in the center.

In an instant, a white light burst out here, as if the long-awaited other world finally ushered in the long-lost master, and every inch was rejuvenated.

When those dazzling auroras shot into the pupils, Yu Jiusheng's eyes were blinded and dazed for a moment, and the surrounding silver-white mist swirled and changed, turning into vivid moving scenes and reflected in her mind.

This time, Qi Qinghe slept deeply.

She had a not too long dream, in which everyone seemed to know each other, but it was the first time that she showed a clear face, and every move seemed to come alive suddenly.

She stands impressively in the picture scroll, following the once-arranged life route like being pulled up, along the trajectory of fate step by step towards the future full of fog and unclear direction.

At that time, her name was Qinghe, she was the young daughter of a declining medical family, her parents died, and only her old and low-level grandfather took her to live on the back mountain of a small village to avoid enemies and practice medicine.

The reincarnation of life and death and the rotation of yin and yang are all things that cannot be violated.Her grandfather's medical talent was mediocre, and her cultivation was difficult. When she was still young, she let go of this world. After her death, she could not rest in peace for a long time. Her lips were slightly open and closed, and she seemed to have thousands of words to say to her. The only remaining young child in the clan asked.

But there are too many things I want to say, but when it falls to my lips, I can't help hesitating and hesitating, until I finally die. Sliding across his cheeks, his breath became more and more rapid, and the weird syllables were intermittent, and he couldn't even piece together a complete word.

All his life, he was upright and old-fashioned, mediocre and incompetent, and his aptitude from heaven restricted all his ambitions.He couldn't protect the medical foundation passed down from his ancestors, nor could he protect his beloved wife and children. In the end, he couldn't even realize his small wish of growing up with his only granddaughter.

Once he passes away, there will be only this little helpless child left in the world. How will Qinghe, who has been raised by him to be so pure and good-natured, face such a seemingly peaceful and beautiful reality? The world of comprehension that is cruel and cannibal?

The old man who has experienced the wind and rain did not dare to think deeply, but looked at the sad and confused child who seemed to be abandoned by the whole world, his heart was cut by a knife, until he swallowed his last breath, he was still sinking in worry and pity, and cooperated with each other. Not eye-catching.

Perhaps the old man who lost consciousness at that time still had luck and expectations, hoping that this world would treat his only beloved granddaughter a little bit kindly.

However, these worries of his eventually became reality one by one.

The young child who lost all his relatives was lucky enough to be taken care of by the residents of the village at the foot of the mountain. Although the days were bumpy, they passed on steadily.

The child who has been treated kindly by others grows up day by day, with a delicate and soft appearance, a gentle and shy personality, with a wish for rejuvenation, and his medical talent is simply the sum of his father's generation.She often conducts free clinics in the villages to hone her medical skills and live a life of mutual help with the villagers at the foot of the mountain.

Although this kind of life is dull, it can be regarded as happiness.Occasionally, some local hooligans tried to take advantage of her by relying on her higher cultivation level, but they were all stopped by the passing town residents without any risk.

However, the world is unsatisfactory, and accidents and disasters always come one step ahead in Qing He's life.

A gang of bandits came out of nowhere and destroyed what little comfort she had.

In those few days, rivers of blood flowed in the village, familiar and friendly faces fell to the ground, and bandits with sharp knives grinned and trampled on these dead corpses, clutching red eyes and holding daggers, trying to kill them from behind. The hair of the little girl who attacked, smashed her head fiercely on the mud wall again and again.

Every time it was smashed, blood was splashed everywhere, and the flesh was blurred. The pain that had never been experienced made the little girl's eye sockets instantly red.She has always lived in poverty, but she has never been bullied like this.At this time, she clenched her teeth tightly to hold back the sobs in her throat, and her eyes, which were always as bright as stars, reflected the icy cold corpses of the villagers who helped her survive day after day. Inadvertently covered with a layer of smog.

When this unsuspecting crushing torture was exhausted, the hand that was holding her hair tightly loosened suddenly, and the little girl's body fell to the ground like throwing garbage.

The forehead was bloody and bloody, the violent impact and the increasingly severe pain made her subconsciously curl up a little, struggling to raise her wrist to cover her forehead that was so painful that it was about to become numb.

But this kind of action reminded the thugs, causing them to laugh and raise their feet to stomp down hard, facing the white and slender wrist.

Click.

Qinghe's face was twisted for a moment due to the pain, her eyes were wet with blood, she opened her eyes wide and desperately tried to get her hands out of the gangster's feet, but it was like a fly shaking a tree, only calling the gangster Feeling very amused, he rubbed his almost shattered wrist with his toes, and asked her with a playful smile: "I heard that you are still a famous little genius doctor here?"

"I'd like to see if you can save people without a hand?"

His voice was hoarse like a poisonous snake, resounding in the girl's ears, becoming a lingering shadow in this life.

"It's a waste that I can't even save myself. It's not a pity to lose a hand now. Let's see who dares to come to you for treatment in the future?"

The hands of the medical practitioner are the same as those of the sword cultivator, they are things that weigh more than life.

Abandoning a hand is tantamount to ruining the future of this life, which is more painful than killing a person directly.

At that moment, the little doctor who was born gentle and kind and had never had a heart of harm crawled on the ground struggling and raised his head to meet the gangster's eyes like watching a joke, showing for the first time that he was unwilling and stares of disbelief.

This was the first real lesson in her life, and it was taught by these gangsters, who cut off all her weaknesses and ties, and tore up the ugly fig leaf that was spread in front of her eyes to isolate the world.Let her understand from this moment that in this world, apart from those who are willing to silently radiate kindness to help the weak, there are also thugs who take pleasure in torturing the weak and watching others suffer.

The gangsters wanted to see a joke, or felt that it would be more painful for the little doctor to live in this world with a severed hand than to cut it off with a knife, so they even let the little girl who was tortured to the brink of death, Holding a long knife and humming a strange tune, he swaggered into each house and searched all his property.

Before leaving, a shorter bandit was holding a long knife and glanced back. He saw the little girl who was covered in dirty blood and was still breathing among a group of corpses, so he laughed and walked over and kicked her, somewhat disdainfully. He spat loudly: "Bitch."

Why bother asking for trouble, it deserves what happened.

One of the girl's hands was limp and twisted in a terrifying arc, the other hand moved slightly, and the nails were already filled with blood mud.

Is it her fault?

Qinghe was thinking in a daze in pain.

No, it's not.

That's not what the book says.

The book says...the book says...can't...

The girl curled up slowly and painfully.

But... this is not a book.

Sure enough, as the gangsters expected, even though the little doctor who lost one hand survived by chance, he faced a more severe and difficult reality.

Supporting her crumbling body, she picked up the corpses of the villagers one by one, bent down for three whole days, and finally piled up the villagers who died tragically at the foot of the mountain, and smashed a big hole with her weak spiritual power, The bodies were properly buried.

Just after doing this, she was about to get up, but she suddenly fainted for a moment, her feet went limp, and she rolled into the pit, almost burying herself.

Fortunately, she climbed out later and returned to the cabin on the mountain. She fell down in the cabin covered in scars and dripping with blood. Her eyes were red, her chest was twitching and sore, and the sound of sobbing could not be suppressed from her biting her lips, with the incomprehension and incomprehension of a newborn abandoned little beast who was wronged but had nowhere to say. confused.

She lowered her head and buried it in her knees, her thin shoulders were trembling violently, and the glistening water droplets that flowed down slipped and left traces on her dusty and blood-stained face, which made her look ridiculous.

Her life began to turn around at this point, as if all her luck had been overdrawn in advance, and the rest would be bitter wild fruit.

The road to studying medicine is full of difficulties. Qinghe endured the pain and put her crushed and broken fingertips back in place and covered them with herbs, but she couldn't restore her former flexible appearance.

But the little doctor did not give up. Year after year, she stayed on the mountain for more than [-] years before she mastered the secrets of the exercises that she was about to learn, and slowly descended the mountain with the only medicine bag on her back and a bamboo pole .

However, the broken hand that could not be restored and her young age made her rejected by countless people seeking medical treatment.

Disdain, suspicion, impatience, expulsion.

Malice, lies, slander, ridicule.

Tiandao should have taken back all her luck, making this already rough road full of dangers.

No matter how pure and docile a person is, they can't stand the trials and tribulations of the world.

No matter how firm the ideal is, it cannot be intact under the continuous suppression.

Xiao Yixiu met the former gangsters.

They didn't recognize her, they just thought she was an unknown ordinary monk.

But Qinghe recognized these thugs at a glance, and she engraved every face of them firmly in her heart.

At this moment, the frozen and depressed energy finally moved for a moment.

The thugs who had trampled on her head and wrists, condescendingly slaughtered villagers were sick.

Seriously ill and wanted, he didn't dare to seek a famous doctor, so he set his sights on a passing girl.

The bandit headed by the one who broke her finger now has a hideous scar on his face, and put a sharp knife on the little doctor's neck, threatening her to temporarily live in their camp, and only the brothers who were seriously injured Only after saving them can we leave.

The girl whose temper was a little bit cold and silent was looking straight into the gangster's eyes, and suddenly showed her face.

When she put the prepared venom into the decoction and handed it to everyone in the camp, Qinghe's fingertips were so steady that there was no slight wave, and she even calmly raised the bowl of decoction under the eyes of the gangsters. Drink it to show it is non-toxic.

——She had already taken the antidote pills in advance.

There has never been such a reason in this world.

Victims have nowhere to complain, and abusers are safe.

The girl in the plain dress bent down to pack her medical box with a calm expression, and walked indifferently into the depths of the forest, stepping on the corpses on the ground and the scattered moonlight.

It turns out that life is in the hands of the feeling.

The little doctor squinted his eyes thinking, and suddenly laughed at himself.

In the end, she seemed to be indistinguishable from these beasts.

This world is always good at driving people into evil spirits.

There is no little fairy doctor here who can help the world and rejuvenate, but there is a female poison doctor who is notorious and dies.

Once met a Moxiu who was seriously injured and nearly died, and rescued her because she was interested in her injury, but rejected Moxiu's request to bring her back to the Demon Realm.

In the end, the notorious poison doctor died under the knife of the enemy. When the body was found, it was a bone, but the body was full of corpses of swordsmen and swordsmen who were poisoned to death, all of them were beyond recognition and distorted.

On the day of her death, she was only half a hundred years old, and in the realm of comprehension, she was only the age of a human race who had just come of age.

作者有话要说：感谢在2021-09-2801:00:23~2021-09-2923:09:13期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~