After the abolition of the cold palace, I just want to cultivate immortals

Chapter 166
The more this kind of time, Lu Qiyun's fighting spirit became stronger, and when Lingxi was completely suppressed, a ray of flame ignited at his fingertips.

"go with!"

The ghost fire shot out a line of fire, igniting red flames in the peach blossom forest.

Since it is inside the Ghost Suppressing Pagoda, all within Lingxi is ghost energy, and the burning ghost fire quickly absorbs ghost energy and converts it into spiritual energy.

Taking advantage of this time, Lu Qiyun scattered his consciousness in Lingxi, trying to break the man's Lingxi first.

"Small tricks! You are so brave!"

Mingming Tianyin's loud shout reached Lu Qiyun's sea of ​​consciousness, causing her five orifices to bleed.

The night fell in an instant, and the man's tumbling anger appeared in the consonance. The scene that was warm and warm a moment ago was covered by dark clouds in an instant, and a group of blood crows came from the sky. Just open the petals to catch the blood crow below.

A piece of Taolin was burned down, and the momentum of the ghost fire gradually weakened. Lu Qiyun licked her lips, and when she was about to transfer the power of the stars, the man's complexion changed drastically, and he rushed towards Taolin anxiously.

Peach blossoms probably have some special meaning to him, so Lu Qiyun deliberately burned the peach grove, and it was almost burnt out before he got such a big reaction?

It wasn't the peach forest that the man was rushing at, but the Nether Fire. The white flame dancing faintly in the center of the flame was the living fire that belonged exclusively to Sang Chaihuo.

Something flashed through my mind, too fast to catch.

The next moment, the entire field of vision was plunged into ink-like darkness.

The sound and sight were deprived, and the consciousness released seemed to have sunk into the mud. Lu Qiyun could feel that the ghost fire was not far away, and the consonance still existed. She forced herself to calm down, because the other party consonance far surpassed her, so she Seeing such a scene.

But in fact, apart from the fact that the consciousness is blocked, the ears cannot hear, and the eyes cannot see, the situation is not too bad.

But why?
The man obviously has an overwhelming advantage, why did he trap her suddenly?
At this time, the messenger symbol lit up, it was Rongrong.

"Sister Yun, how are you doing? We found something here——"

Wei Yu took the summoning talisman and said, "To make a long story short, after we visited the peach garden, we dug up some skeletons under the peach tree."

They are all ghost cultivators who have reached the third floor. Lu Qiyun paid attention to the surroundings, and continued to listen to Wei Yu: "The layout of Taoyuan is a women's boudoir. Rongrong found out from some items that women are good at dancing, women are popular, and her side is embroidered. A love poem was written on the embroidered handkerchief of the mandarin duck."

A sudden thought flashed in Lu Qiyun's heart like lightning, her eyebrows twitched, and she immediately asked, "What poem?"

"The human face doesn't know where to go, but the peach blossoms are still smiling at the spring breeze."

Rong Rong suddenly interjected: "I see, this doesn't look like a poem written by a woman. There is still an unfinished embroidered character on the signature, and there is a mountain or something on it..."

"Don't interrupt." Wei Yu spoke again, "I don't know if these are useful, can they break the illusion..."

mountain what...

Indecipherable plaques...

Lu Qiyun's heart moved, she cut off the communication talisman, and shouted: "Is your surname Cui?"

Deathly silence.

Did you guess wrong?
"Li Niang...you are finally here..."

After a while, weeping murmurs sounded in his ears, Lu Qiyun's eyes widened, and he realized that the scenery around him had changed again.

Lingxi can change at will, and his control of Lingxi is probably superb. If she can understand from it, then this trip will not be in vain.

With a flash of thought, Lu Qiyun looked at the screen not far away, and the silhouettes of several figures were reflected behind the screen. She looked down, only to find that she was wearing a dance dress, with big breasts and slender waist. This scene seemed familiar.

The women in the audience looked at her with different eyes, her sprained right foot was aching, and in the shame and embarrassment of being ashamed, she just wanted to leave quickly.

"Pink and peachy, as bright as a spring face."

That voice saved her, it was Mr. Cui Jialang.

From then on, my heart secretly promised that if it was the concubine's love, it would be a beautiful talk.

But Liniang's tragic ending is still vivid in her mind. She just made a rescue and dedicated her life, even sacrificing her soul, just for the love between the two.

She was supposed to leave, but Lu Qiyun didn't move, she looked directly behind the screen, the man finished his praise, and then went to play chess with his friend, his right hand was hanging under the table, he only used his left hand to hold the chess piece.

"Sister, Cui Lang is so gentle!"

The half-sister looked shyly behind the screen and whispered.

Cui Lang...

He muttered his name silently on the tip of his tongue, and heard the woman next to him say: "The two sons of Cui's mansion are both young talents, but it's a pity, the second son has a disease in his right hand, he has been shutting himself out all day, and this is the first time he has come back to such a banquet today. "

With a "boom", she turned pale, grabbed the woman and asked, "There are actually two young masters in the Cui family?"

"Oh, it's normal if you don't know. The Second Young Master was born with a disease, and the Cui family felt that his face was shameful. In addition, the Second Young Master seldom went out, so not many people knew about it."

It turns out that this Cui Lang is not that Cui Lang.

"Li Niang, Li Niang..."

"That day at the Taolin Banquet, I fell in love with you at first sight."

"I have a handicap, and I know I'm not good enough for you, but if I know that he doesn't really want to marry you, I will definitely take you away, to the ends of the earth, to the underworld, I will go with you—"

"Woooooooo..."

Lu Qiyun opened her eyes wide, and the consonance began to collapse. Is this the collapse of Cui Lang's Dao heart?
There was still the breath of Liniang left in the Sangchaihuo, so Lu Qiyun ran towards the Youminghuo.

"Whoosh" the flames rose high, and the swaying flames made a "swoosh" sound, as if a woman had wronged her heart and regretted her life and whispered in sorrow.

The man held Huo Xin like a treasure, his indifferent face was full of tenderness, "It's finally you, Liniang."

After Liniang died, he hanged himself.

He didn't want to drink Mengpo soup, so he didn't reincarnate. It's so difficult to find someone in the huge underworld, unless he becomes an unshakable strong man.

He has always had low self-esteem because of hand disease. After becoming a ghost cultivator, he no longer has to be troubled by physical incompleteness. With the goal of finding Liniang, he continued to practice, set foot in the underworld, and even cultivated consonance.

He turned the underworld upside down, but never thought that Liniang's soul had already been sacrificed, leaving only a mass of resentment attached to Sang Chaihuo.

Close at hand, yet far apart.

Until he made a big fuss to find someone to anger the Ghost Emperor, his skills were inferior to others and he was suppressed in the Ghost Tower. He exhausted his cultivation and let Lingxi occupy the entire third floor. He only hoped for the only little hope to reunite with Liniang , let Liniang know that there is still him waiting for her.

There was only a little bit of resentment floating in the air, Lu Qiyun watched the light spot flying around Cui Lang, and could vaguely see Liniang's delicate and innocent face when she was not out of the pavilion.

If I didn't admit the wrong person at the beginning, if I didn't fall into obsession later...

The wish has been fulfilled, and Dao's heart is broken.

The consonance that has completed its mission is like a beautiful dream that is gradually collapsing. Cui Lang's figure is getting weaker and weaker. Together with Liniang's light spot, the two of them looked from a distance and said silently: "Thank you."

(End of this chapter)