Asura Field Raiders [Cultivation]

When Gu Jihuan opened his eyes, the room was filled with fragrant white mist. The light in the room was quite dark, and there was warmth everywhere that was completely different from the coldness that she had been walking on the snow all the way. Her heart was trembling with the familiar breath engraved into her soul.

With a slight movement of her fingertips that were properly placed in the quilt, she slightly turned her head, and in the faint feeling of fainting, she vaguely saw a vague figure leaning on a soft couch not far away, holding her long hair lazily with her head down. Holding a pipe, he slowly flipped through the books on his lap.

This kind of deja vu scene is like a dream. The person on the bed couldn't help but close his sore eyes, turned his body slightly, and curled up with his back facing the outside. A bit of suffocation.

"woke up?"

The man's breath moved behind her in an instant, he should have paused, and then he asked a question lightly.

Light and fluffy, without a sliver of caring and pampering in the past, just like facing a stranger who is not very familiar, as calm and indifferent as if nothing had happened.

Gu Jihuan buried her head in her arms, almost shrinking herself into a ball, and ignored her.

Qi Qinghe held the scroll and lowered his fingertips, silently looking at the group of little wolf cubs on the bed, his brows raised unconsciously, a little amused flashed in his pupils that were as cold as shattered frost, his expression slightly He softened a little, and suddenly sat down on the edge of the bed with his eyes downcast and his sleeves flicked, crossed his legs and silently flipped through the scroll in his hand, following the wishes of the child who lost his temper.

However, she was at ease, but the girl lying on her side became more and more depressed, a bit of grievance and unspeakable bitterness slowly overflowed from her dizzy mind, her eye sockets were sore and unbearable, and her eyes were misty. It got thicker and thicker, until finally, she couldn't bear to press her lips tightly and cry out.

He really is a heartless person.

Gu Jihuan clutched the bed sheet under his fingertips, and along with these weak emotions rose up in his heart, there were some unspeakable dark thoughts.

If she can have the same strength as Qi Qinghe...she can...she can think of a way to lock this person by her side, and give this person all the pictures she has dreamed at midnight all these years... body, told her not to leave half a step!

The girl half-opened her eyes, the tails of her eyes were red, but there was a dark and fierce look in her pupils.

Thousands of thoughts surged out of her heart, and it was inevitable that there was love and resentment mixed in her chest. These difficult thoughts were so real and decisive that they almost turned into a beast and broke free and screamed out of her violently beating heart.

But at that moment, a soft and warm hand quietly fell on her cheek.

Gu Jihuan's body froze, his eyes widened subconsciously, the haze in his pupils froze, and the evil thoughts gathered in his chest dissipated in an instant like thick fog pierced by a light blade, leaving only the There was a beating heart that was not concealed, and the sound was so loud that she was helpless and ashamed.

The woman quietly bent down and pressed her back, and Gu Jihuan immediately smelled a slightly chilly fragrance, which made her tremble slightly, but at that moment, her lips The sweetness of the thick sweet-scented osmanthus spread.

It's an osmanthus candy.

Qi Qinghe's fingertips slid across her lips, and while the child was in a daze, he sent the sugar from his fingertips into her lips.

"Sweet?"

There was an imperceptible smile in the woman's voice, Qi Qinghe leaned over, looked down at the child who was half embraced in her arms, and exhaled softly against the girl's ear.

Sure enough, in the next second, the earlobe of this little wolf cub who dared to kiss her forcibly turned red, his long and straight eyelashes trembled helplessly, and a low moan of dissatisfaction and rejection and coquettishness came out of his nostrils. With a similar voice, he buried his head on one side and shrunk in, not to show her.

As far as Qi Qinghe is concerned, Gu Jihuan is still special after all.

In the reincarnation of several lives, only the life of being a casual cultivator has tasted the bitterness of love.

The last blood-stained stone tablet engraved with the words "my wife" was quite strange and novel to Qi Qinghe, who was firmly seated on the position of the true god before and had never been in love.

But the reincarnation has passed, and the soul has recovered, and those sweet, passionate or desperate and resentful pictures that existed in her mind seemed to be covered with a diaphragm, making her unable to truly and completely receive the emotions at that time, so I can't fully perceive what the heartbeat of that life looked like.

But because of these special features, Qi Qinghe also indulged Gu Jihuan a little more than others.

"not sweet."

After a long silence, the girl buried in the quilt finally replied dully.

It's a pity that these two characters have long since lost their previous viciousness and resentment, and it looks more and more like acting like a spoiled child.

The woman wanted to laugh inexplicably, she slightly curled her lips and stroked her hair, carelessly moved her fingertips to lightly touch Gu Jihuan's lips, kneaded them slowly for a long time, and when she spoke again, most of the frost and snow in her voice had melted away.

"That's sweet."

She raised her eyes to look at the window covered by the curtain, squinted her eyes suddenly, a silver light flashed at her fingertips, the wind and snow outside the house suddenly rose, and the silent message from all around made Qi Qinghe slowly put her face back Exposed look.

After thinking about it for a while, Qi Qinghe lowered his head and kissed Gu Jihuan's hair: "Recover well, I'll take care of some things."

The woman's white hair was partly tied, and the hair scattered on her shoulders slid down her chest with her movements, rubbed across the girl's face, and suddenly set off ripples after waves on the tip of Gu Jihuan's heart.

She heard the sound of almost no footsteps completely disappearing from the room, and then she lowered her eyes, couldn't help standing up and looked sideways towards the door, her brows were slightly frowned, and she laughed at herself again. The corners of her lips, her eyes closed, she leaned against the edge of the bed.

Although I was dizzy and my body hurt badly, the waves were not calm, and it was difficult to fall asleep.

The snowy region ushered in another wave of beasts.

This time, as if something has been confirmed, the cultivation bases of the beasts and ghosts in the beast tide are all above the fusion stage.

They came rushing and roaring, roaring and opening their bloody mouths wide, revealing ferocious and distorted faces, staring at the frightened monks in the barrier who came to seek shelter with their vertical pupils, as if they were staring at food in their mouths.

It was an extremely cold-blooded and tyrannical look, and then, these groups of monsters rushed towards the fort one after another.

The silver-blue light suddenly appeared, with a lingering chill and murderous aura, and the aura turned into a sword blade, resisting all the monsters that pounced on them.

Blood splashed down, soaking the thick frost and snow outside the barrier.

The people inside the barrier were all holding their weapons, ready to go and watching the situation outside nervously, for fear that these painless and tired monsters would break through the barrier and attack them. One monster after another was killed, but it was still unavoidable to be violently hit and attacked by the remaining ferocious beasts. Occasionally, there would be flashes of light like water waves, which made people feel suspicious and anxious.

Human beings, once they reach the boundary of chaos, will expose the ugliness hidden in the bottom of the soul.

Qi Qinghe stood on the city wall and watched coldly for a while. In this short period of time, two or three monks were hiding in the crowd and suddenly pushed their companions away. The expressions on their faces were out of control. Shows the truest inside.

Her eyes were dark, she shook her head with a slight sneer, raised her hand and released her spiritual power to change the positions of those evildoers who fished in troubled waters with those who were pushed out, then put on the silver-rimmed mask unhurriedly, tapped her toes lightly, and The shape fell in front of the registration hall in an instant like a glimpse.

"The owner!"

The patrolling army and the disciples in the hall all recognized her, and they all stepped forward to salute her respectfully and called out in unison.

The owner of Baiyu Building?

The foreign monk cast his eyes instantly, but hesitated a little and didn't know how to call it.

In the end, a good-looking female cultivator with a saber stepped forward and bowed to salute: "I have seen the landlord."

Qi Qinghe glanced at her lightly, his brows flicked under the mask, and he nodded in response.

This female cultivator was clearly one of the few people who had just been pushed out by her companions. At this time, the expression of shock and anger still remained on her face, but she was the first one to calm down and come forward to salute. Looking at it like this, she has a good heart .

Most people in the world care about this ranking.

The first one has already grabbed the attention of many, and the later ones, no matter how outstanding they are, will not be able to overwhelm the limelight of the previous ones.

"what's your name?"

"Su Nanxing."

The female cultivator was startled, then quickly replied.

"Surname Su?"

This time, Qi Qinghe's gaze was completely focused on her, and after a few careful scrutiny, his eyes were a little stunned: "Is your mother Su Jingmo from the Ukiyokan?"

Su Nanxing subconsciously squeezed the handle of the knife on her waist, her pupils froze, and she calmly raised her head to look at the woman in the dark green dress in front of her: "Do you know my mother?"

Qi Qinghe glanced at her nervous movements, and caressed his sleeve noncommittally: "When I met your mother, you were not yet born."

It's so big now.

The passage of time, even the true god cannot change it.

No wonder Qi Qing and Fang Cai felt vaguely familiar when they looked at her, it turned out to be the child Su Jingmo was pregnant with back then.

At this point, the woman stopped, and regardless of Su Nanxing's expression that seemed to have something to say, she just turned around and asked the disciples who were standing by to continue to record the foreign monks gathered here and bring them into the main hall to sign the contract, and then she was alone Pacing towards the barrier, aura suddenly rose from the fingertips.

At that moment, the wind and snow in this piece of heaven and earth stagnated in the air, and the beast tide monsters began to overflow with silver light, and all of them rushed towards her men.

Following the outflow of these silvery-white rays of light, the group of ferocious beasts that were still tyrannical and agitated just now began to cry out one after another in agony before dying, and huge and terrifying bodies fell down.The skin and flesh began to shrink and shriveled, the bones began to bend and become fragile, and the tendons began to dry up and break... All the vitality in them seemed to be swallowed up, and turned into silvery white light, which belonged to Qi Qinghe's hands, and was absorbed by her.

Everyone could only see in amazement that not long ago, the beast hordes attacking the barrier were suddenly blocked by heavy mountains, but they turned into puddles of wrinkled flesh in just a few moments.

This scene is really disgusting, but the people present no longer have the spare heart to care about this visual impact.The aging process after the vitality was taken away made everyone palpitate and frightened. They unconsciously cast their horrified eyes on the woman standing quietly in front of the barrier, and saw that she was slowly closing her hands at this time, and her fingertips flashed instantly. fade away.

At the same time, the endless corpses outside the barrier also turned into spiritual lights and scattered silently.

The stagnant wind and snow surged again, flying into the air with those bits of aura and blood spilled on the ground.

The white snow was once again covered, and the world here was covered in silver, as if nothing had happened.

The woman's dark green long skirt didn't even fluctuate at all, just putting her hands together, everything returned to calm.

Qi Qinghe looked at his palms with lowered eyes, and there was a faint light in his pupils.

She has been waiting for such a long time because she is waiting for this beast tide.

It seems to be sure, but it is actually a test.

After the performance ended, the anxious people behind the scenes must know her position.

Just wait to lure those idiots down, take back what she once gave, and by the way, transfer her avenue consciousness that was transferred to Wei Lishu's soul along with those stolen luck and divine power to wipe out in the lower realm in one fell swoop.

The woman raised her hand to caress her bun, and frowned slightly.

She still lacked some effort in the chaotic way of life and death.

I'm afraid I have to trouble those idiots to help her.

"what happened?"

Qi Qing and Fang stepped into the door, and when they closed the door sideways, they were hugged from behind.

She didn't care too much, and raised her hand to continue her actions.

"I want you."

What came to her ears was the hoarse but extremely resolute voice of the person behind her.

The woman was startled: "What?"

"I want you."

Gu Jihuan repeated each word slowly.

She looked at the man in her arms, her eyes were dark and ferocious like a real wolf, she leaned over to wrap her earlobe in her mouth and rubbed it carefully: "I have nothing, and I have no ties. You are with me , I can improve my cultivation and work hard for you."

"Ahe, Master, are you okay?"

Qi Qinghe pursed his lips, and raised his hand to push her away, but the fingertips on his waist clenched even tighter.

The person next to her ear suddenly chuckled, kissed her neck softly, and his voice softened instantly.

"You have rejected me once, and I have died for you once."

"Ahe, don't reject me, okay?"

The woman's fingertips paused, her eyelids trembled slightly, she was silent for a while, and finally let it go.

Qi Qinghe turned to look at her: "What do you remember?"

Is it the life in reincarnation...or all the memories of being Qingxuan?

Qi Qinghe frowned and wanted to say something, but this man grabbed his waist and pressed him against the door of the room behind him.

Immediately pasted was Gu Jihuan who was kissing and biting her neck almost insanely.

The girl couldn't stop laughing vaguely, mist appeared in her phoenix eyes: "I remember a lot... especially that casual cultivator who cheated my heart, took my body and gave it up..."

The woman pinched her fingertips subconsciously, but did not lift them up and push them away.

Qi Qinghe turned his head slightly, pursed his lips and closed his eyes in silence.

The girl called her with a smile and sigh in her ear, one after another, full of irrepressible paranoid madness.

"Ahe...Ahe...Ahe..."

"You love me...I only want you..."

作者有话要说：感谢在2021-10-0923:45:45~2021-10-1301:13:00期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~