Asura Field Raiders [Cultivation]

"Who do you really like?!"

Daoxiu, who could not wait for a reply for a long time, flashed a scarlet color in his pupils again, pursed his lips and asked in a hoarse voice again, a bit of anxiety and bitterness could not help but grow in his originally forbearance and calm tone, and he pinched the woman's waist with his fingers. The tip couldn't help but clenched tighter.However, when her eyes glanced at Qi Qing and the slightly painful eyebrows, Luo Yunyi's eyelids trembled slightly, and after all, she relaxed a little with unwillingness and frustration.

The person lying under her obediently and quietly looked at her fixedly, and suddenly opened his lips and sighed, the color of his eyes became gentle and tender little by little, with some connivance and helplessness that he would not tell others, looked up. He stroked her face lightly with his fingertips.

So nostalgic, so cherished.

Such a move is enough to confuse people's hearts.

At that moment, the cold and restrained Daoxiu was stunned subconsciously, a little bit of hope appeared in his eyes, he stared at her intently, focused on every inch of the woman's face, eager to find what he wanted thing.

Finally, Qi Qinghe spoke.

There was even a smile in her beautiful cold and heartless peach blossom eyes, and her white and slender fingertips gently hooked Daoxiu's neck, as if she wanted to embrace her and fall into the abyss The posture pulled the person into his arms, and the red lips slid past Daoxiu's ears, pulling out ripples.

Dao Xiu loosened his fingertips and let her pull him down without any resistance.

The demon-like girl who grew up in the forest has always been able to easily seduce the Daoist Lord sitting on the high platform to be willing to fall.

"Of course it's my sister."

"Qingqing only likes her sister."

Luo Yunyi fell into her arms, sticking to her neck, such an intimate posture that she could almost clearly hear the sound of blood flowing in the tendons under the woman's skin.

After the woman's gentle and sweet voice fell into his ears, Dao Xiu did not respond for a long time.

It wasn't until Qi Qinghe suddenly noticed the hot and scorching teardrops falling down her neck, that she suddenly awoke and restrained the playful look in her eyebrows and eyes, and stiffened her fingertips holding Daoxiu a little bit, and looked at Xiang, who buried his head around his neck, really saw her already wet eyelashes.

Trembling slightly, like a butterfly about to break its wings.

Playing with emotions is actually not an interesting thing.

When Qi Qing stared at Shang Daoxiu's water-colored pupils, one black and one red, her throat was suddenly blocked, and she suddenly didn't know what to say, so she could only look at it in silence.

"...to this day, I still fall asleep a lot."

Daoxiu's hand was very hot. The moment it touched Qi Qinghe's cheek, the scorching heat that spread out made the woman subconsciously tilt her head.

"...I look forward to seeing you in my dreams, even if it's just to hear your voice...even if it's just you lying to me..."

Luo Yunyi looked at her slightly tilted head, her fingertips froze there stiffly, the light in her eyes flickering, suddenly appearing desolate and gloomy.

"But you never saw me in the future."

Dao's slender eyelashes drooped slightly, and crystal clear tears fell down in an instant, blurring the thicker scarlet blood in her pupils, and covering up the non-stop crazy paranoia beating in her chest.

This body is transformed by a demon.

She really couldn't hold back anymore.

"...You go back with me, don't leave me again, okay?"

The inner demon invaded the body, raised his hand to increase the barrier to stop the two people who tried to break through the barrier outside the door, only quietly stared at the person below him, stroked her eye corners with the golden lines with his fingertips lovingly, and whispered asked expectantly.

Qi Qinghe's eyes flickered slightly. After all, he was looking at her, and gave his reply after a long silence.

Ruthless and decisive, there is no room for maneuver.

She raised her hand to hold the demon's neck, and a flash of light flashed in her hand, sending her into a coma instantly under the wide-open eyes full of sorrow of the man in her arms.

"sorry."

The moment before losing consciousness, the heart demon got these three words.

Instantly shattered all her happiness and delusions.

On the snow peak of Xuanshan Mountain, the white-haired female cultivator's face suddenly turned pale, her figure swayed slightly, and scarlet blood spilled from her lips into her Taoist robe. All turned into blood.

Qi Qinghe silently took off his boots for the drowsy man, and gently carried him onto the bed and placed him next to him.After she lowered her eyes and pulled the quilt to the female cultivator, and laid a heavy formation for it, she couldn't help but raised her hand and rubbed the center of her eyebrows, her lips parted slightly, and she sighed silently, leaning on the side of the bed to sit up up.

Why bother?

The woman raised her hand to put on the dress, waved her sleeves and disappeared into the room.

Now that she has regained her mind and soul, her strength is firmly in the middle stage of Mahayana, so she is not afraid of these three people.

Covered by the light of the bright moon, it turned into a white mist and flew away like a shadow. The figure suddenly stopped, and the woman in the gray-blue dress appeared on the empty street, squinting at the two suddenly appeared in front of her. The figure slowly shifted its gaze to the female cultivator in blue robe and silver crown.

She frowned and stroked her sleeves, smiled slightly, and asked warmly, "Ah Li wants to stop me, too?"

Although the man and the demon are standing in one place, the atmosphere between them is strangely tight, and there is a faint sense of rivalry and repulsion.

And the girl who was called first, the vague alienation and indifference hidden between the brows of the girl quietly dissipated the moment she heard the sound, with a faint, genuine and gentle smile on her face, and gently called the woman: " gentlemen."

"Mister remember me?"

Different from the child's admiration and intimacy in the memory of reincarnation, and also different from the respectful and convincing seen during the strategy, what was shown in the eyes of Patriarch Yun, who had grown up to be a qualified ruler at this time, was undisguised. The quiet burning flame of love.She stood on the spot and stared at the woman in the gray-blue dress, showing a little shyness in her expression, she lowered her eyes slightly, and said in a low voice: "...Ah Li is not in the right mind, she is willing to be punished, I only hope that Mr. Go back with A-Li, so that A-Li can continue to inherit Master's teachings in the future."

Qi Qinghe: "... Patriarch Yun doesn't have to be like this, I can't teach you."

Her eyes became a little colder, she looked away at Yun Jiangli, and slightly squinted at the female demon standing quietly beside Yun Jiangli, who had been staring at her closely, the end of her eyes raised unconsciously Xiao Xu: "Jiujiu is here too, which is surprising."

Feeling bored, there was a hint of mockery in his tone.

But the female devil who was always arrogant and irritable in my impression always had a soft smile on her face. If she didn't notice the strangeness in her tone, she just slightly bent her phoenix eyes and said, "He'er."

The female devil's expression was mixed with connivance and joy, she raised her sleeves in front of her abdomen, and wore a cherished pouch on her waist: "He'er promised me before, as long as I find the relic fruit, He'er will be happy." marry me."

Her voice paused, and her eyes suddenly dimmed: "But Jiujiu didn't find Heer after waking up, so why don't Heer be angry with Jiujiu?"

"Presumptuous! She is my wife!"

The queen's angry voice sounded behind her, followed by two familiar breaths.

Except for the heart demon who was stunned by her, the rest are all present.

Qi Qinghe closed his eyes and raised his hand to stroke his forehead, feeling a little headache.

She interrupted the battle of these people, her eyes lingered on the female demon in the green dress, she frowned and asked her lightly: "It's the one with the highest cultivation level anyway, did you really not notice anything?"

"Your breath of soul, breath of life, almost identical eyes, similar faces..."

The woman in the gray-blue dress raised her eyebrows and clicked softly, and sneered ironically with her hands behind her back: "Jiujiu, Jiujiu, I thought at least you should be able to detect these unusual things."

There are actually benefits when everyone is here.

You can go on with your story.

Qi Qinghe looked at the women surrounding her, as if they had already seen the familiar and unfamiliar person through their eyes, suddenly evil thoughts arose in her heart, and a brand new story appeared in her mind middle.

She lowered her eyes and twirled the ring on her fingertips, a gleam of confusion flashed through her eyes very quickly, her lips were slightly pursed, and all the expressions on her face gradually disappeared, and finally she calmly looked at it inch by inch. Their faces and eyes seemed to be looking at another person through them, an unscrupulous and scheming person hidden deep in her heart.

"I had a lover, named Qingxuan..."

The woman's voice stopped slightly, her brows frowned slightly, and a dark and cold look flashed in her eyes: "...she had some accidents later and was forced to reincarnate in the lower realm. I followed her to find her trace, and accompanied her in reincarnation .”

Qi Qinghe opened his eyes, glanced at them indifferently, and then tilted his head casually: "You are all her, but she is not you. So, do you understand?"

At this moment, her pupils were as cold as ice, and she looked at these women who had been in love with her without any emotion, and calmly and cruelly tore apart all the lies and beautiful dreams woven together.

"I will meet you when I am reincarnated, and I will teach and accompany you, save you with my life, and marry you as a pact...it's all because you have her spirit in you."

The woman raised her hand to stroke her hair on her temples, and smiled slowly: "So, do you understand?"

Since that person made a show here, don't blame her for using his name as a cover.

Qi Qinghe's eyes flashed, and he took a step back suddenly, tearing up the talisman paper with the fingertips in his sleeves, and his figure instantly disappeared from these women whose eyes had become a little scary, and moved thousands of miles away.

Wei Lishu and Yue Chuxu now knew that she was not dead, and there must be some action to follow.What Qi Qinghe has to do now is to go to the snowy area to release the power of Baiyulou she left there, and then take advantage of the calm before the storm to quickly expand the power in his hands to prepare for it.

As for these people, let them go first.

When Qi Qinghe stood on the wall of the snowy fortress with his hands behind his back, looking down at the territory, the system in his mind suddenly made a sound.

【My lord, what are your plans? 】

The cold wind blew past, rolled up some of her dark green dress inlaid with gold patterns, causing the woman to squint her eyes.

【Intend? 】

[I don't need to plan, those idiots will come to my door. 】

Qi Qinghe raised his fingertips and gently stroked the frost and snow accumulated on the city wall, a shallow smile appeared between his indifferent brows.

[Things who pretend to be smart don't always live long. 】

【She used to harbor resentment towards me for rewarding my promotion and entitlement with an unknown junior, but she didn't want to think about how much ability she had; Those gods who have gone through hardships and caught up straight. 】

【Stupid and arrogant, lazy and greedy.Such an idiot, in order to transfer her to my seat, I was really laughed at for a long time. 】

The woman smiled and sighed in her heart, but her pupils were so dark that she couldn't see the bottom, her white to transparent fingertips gently rubbed on the city wall, and a subtle sound came from the bottom of her hand, making the machine hidden in her consciousness tremble. There was a moment of palpitations and chills.

Qi Qinghe's eyelids trembled slightly, covering up the darkness in his pupils, his eyes stayed on his fingertips, and took a closer look.

[Obviously not that kind of strength, but all she wants is to take my luck and replace my position and identity. 】

[It's a pity...she has something wrong in her heart, and so do I. 】

At the end of the words, it was extremely light and extremely low, like a light feather floating in the air, it scattered and disappeared into the air with a slight blow.

The white hair fluttered slightly in the wind, and the woman rolled her long sleeves, turned around and paced along the footsteps when she came.

Emperor Qing was born at the beginning of the ancient prehistoric period, holding the vitality of the Yang spirit in his hand, and returned to the position of the righteous god.

All of this was originally a gift from God, but over the long years it has evolved into an invisible bondage and a hidden disaster.

She needs an opportunity to completely eliminate this scourge, get rid of the shackles of the Dao, and then explore a further realm that can compete with heaven and earth.

but……

How can we get rid of the five elements?

How can she avoid the prying eyes of the avenue and complete her calculation?

It was at this time that Wei Lishu broke into Emperor Qing's eyes.

An ambitious fool trying to replace her.

A very suitable stand-in that is very easy to handle.

Qingdi lured her with satisfaction and taught her a little bit how to take power, how to force a god to reincarnate and take the opportunity to replace him, but he didn't teach her how to improve her cultivation and strength, and how to sit in the body of a false god. Stabilize the position of God.

She buried her godhead in the place where the wilderness was born, condensed and sealed her original divine power in the depths of her soul, and left only some gadget-like luck for that idiot to toss about, and finally closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

In the reincarnation of yin and yang, only by touching the boundary between life and death can one gain insight into the origin of chaos.

Everything is under control.

However... Biansheng had an annoying accident at the last step.

The world suddenly became turbulent, fierce beasts suddenly appeared everywhere, ghosts and ghosts, and even some monsters that should not appear here suddenly descended on the Sifang Continent.What followed was the rapid flow of aura and magic energy from all over the place.

No one knows where these visions that are close to the end of the world come from, but the Sifang Continent is unprecedentedly peaceful and united, and they jointly resist the steady stream of ghosts and beasts that suddenly emerge.

It was at this time that the Snowy White Jade Building re-emerged into the eyes of the world.

The snowy fortress can accept monks who come to reincarnate, and they only need to sign a soul contract, and then they can enter to obtain asylum and find a place of their own.

There are formations and barriers that can resist the tide of ferocious beasts without falling down, countless high-level monks with unpredictable cultivation bases, and countless accumulated weapons and medicines. The outside world that monks yearn for.

Qi Qinghe set up a place to register the monks who came to defect to the territory of Baiyulou and a hall to approve and sign the soul contract. He also sent heavy soldiers to guard and patrol, but he would still come down to check when he was not on business.

On this day, as usual, she stood on the temple and watched the long line of monks outside, holding a pipe lightly in her hand, leaning a little loosely by the pillars in the temple, her lips parted slightly, and the beautiful white mist flowed away. Breathing out, it diffused in front of her eyes.

But suddenly, the woman's eyes froze for a moment, then she stood up straighter, raised her hand and frowned, waved away the white mist in front of her eyes, and saw the familiar figure clearly.

The girl in the black dress was covered in blood, her expression was a little numb, and she stood in the crowd with a pale face.

From Qi Qinghe's point of view, she could even feel the girl's faintly distracted gaze and weak aura on her body.

Qi Qinghe frowned even more tightly, but his eyes were fixed on the hand that was slowly reaching behind the girl.

Click.

She unknowingly broke the pipe in her fingertips, and her eyes were cold.

Gu Jihuan has just touched the threshold of the fusion period, but now there are sudden fierce beasts and monsters all over the place. She has encountered countless beasts in the fusion period along the way, so her body is covered with bloodstains, wounds, At a glance, there is no intact flesh and blood.

Minor and serious injuries were everywhere, and the pain was numb, but the strength of his cultivation was also greatly reduced.

Gu Jihuan hid the treasured golden wreath in his clothes and was reluctant to use it. He dragged his body full of pain and walked towards the snowy area in the direction of everyone's walking, just hoping to find a shelter for himself temporarily. .

Her spirit has been stretched to the extreme, and the scenery in front of her eyes has begun to faintly blur, her body and consciousness are issuing double warnings to her.

"Huaner."

The sound of broken bones seemed to flash past her ears, and what came next was a sound that she loved and hated at the same time.

Gu Jihuan stared blankly and turned her head to look in the direction of the voice. Before she could see the figure clearly, she lost strength in one step, and a sense of fainting came to her mind, causing her body to tremble and almost fell.

Someone simply put his arms around her.

This is the familiar breath that only exists in dreams.

"How did you make it look like this?"

The woman's voice was a little cold, but it couldn't hide the dissatisfaction and helplessness hidden in her injury.

There are also some... maybe even Qi Qing and himself are unaware of worries.

Gu Jihuan's eyes widened slightly, Fang's fingertips softened like that, his lips that had been stiff for a long time were pulled slightly, and moist water dripped from his dry eye sockets.

The feeling of fainting is even worse.

But at this moment, she no longer resisted the dimness that surged up like the mouth of an abyss and wanted to swallow her consciousness, but let herself fall into it, and completely closed her tired and heavy eyelids.

The fingertips around her vaguely hugged a little tighter, dyeing Gu Jihuan's already chilly body with warmth.

She was supposed to die in the mass grave, but was rescued by one person and brought back.

Raise and teach carefully, cherish and love in every possible way.

But even if the humble bones are held in the palm of the hand, it will not change its essence after all.

It doesn't even need those paranoid and crazy women to do anything, as long as the people who picked her up from the mud and cared for her will throw her away at will, she will fall into the mud again and become a veritable bereaved dog.

Gu Jihuan's life and death have always been in Qi Qinghe's hands.

This is what it looks like now.

The author has something to say: He'er is sure of victory from the beginning to the end, and the suffering and reincarnation of those lives are all in her calculations. She wants to use this to touch the chaos in the boundary between life and death, and finally break through the shackles of the Dao.

It's a pity that after all the calculations, she never expected that someone would suddenly break into her chess game and disrupt her subsequent plans.

感谢在2021-10-0619:55:27~2021-10-0923:45:45期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~