Becoming the richest man in the universe begins with cultivating immortals

Mo Zunyue's body froze suddenly, and she looked at Sang Qi, who looked miserable.

A face that is too good-looking, but at this moment, it looks like a flower that is about to wither, crumbling.

After a long time, she said, "OK."

The alchemist chuckled, "In the realm of comprehension where everyone pursues strength, there are not many people as stupid as you. Don't worry, I just want soul essence, not your death."

Mo Zunyue breathed a sigh of relief.

For a long time afterwards, Mo Zunyue thought that he might as well die.

He wanted her soul essence, but he didn't want her to die.

Then there is only one way.

Tear off half of her soul and refine it into soul essence, so she won't have to die.

But it hurts.

It hurts more than ten thousand arrows piercing the heart, thousands of cuts, and the punishment of Ling Chi.

Those are just pains on the body, tearing the soul is a pain that goes deep into the soul, it is not an exaggeration to say that it can be called a thousand poisons.

If given a choice, she would rather die than suffer such torture.

For the first time, she tore her soul apart and fell into a coma for seven days. The pain was so numb that she couldn't perceive the outside world.

She thought she was dead, but she woke up faintly seven days later, when she opened her eyes, she saw the alchemist staring at her.

His voice was indifferent, "I'm not dead, I'm not dead, I took the elixir, and continue after recovery, the more soul essence, the faster your friend will recover."

The alchemist dropped a healing pill and left.

Mo Zunyue forced herself to stand up, but the tingling pain all over her body made her unable to stand at all, and fell directly to the ground.

She gasped in pain from the violent impact, and almost lost her mind.

She wanted to get the Healing Pill, but she didn't dare to move at all. Even if she moved a little, it seemed like there were countless steel nails spinning around her body.

Seeing this, the passing drug boy wanted to step forward to help her, and stretched out his hand to pull her. Mo Zunyue was in so much pain that he almost died on the spot.

Rolling his eyes, Mo Zunyue said weakly, "Medicine."

Only then did Yaotong see the healing pill on the bed and feed her.

If it had to be an alchemist, she took a Healing Pill and mended her soul, and she was relieved.

Mo Zunyue stared at the medicine boy next to him, "Are you alchemists treating people in such an unusual way?"

Yaotong grinned and said in a low voice, "The alchemist was abandoned by the Taoist companion, so he couldn't get used to seeing a couple like you who would die or live for each other."

Mo Zunyue: ...

She collapsed, "Then come to torture me?"

The medicine boy explained, "It's not considered torture. The alchemist has recently researched a new elixir, which requires soul essence. After taking it, it will be of great benefit to the practice, and it will be of great help to your friend's recovery."

Mo Zunyue breathed a sigh of relief, but fortunately her torture was not in vain, otherwise she would really vomit blood.

She went to see Sang Qi, probably the alchemist's medicine had worked, his complexion improved a lot, and his injury stabilized.

The alchemist glanced at her, "After reading it, go back and continue, and wait for the soul essence to refine the next elixir."

Mo Zunyue's feet were weak, and her heart was trembling. She was afraid of that kind of torture just thinking about it.

She asked, "Is there any medicine that can relieve the pain?"

The alchemist has it, but he doesn't say, "No."

On the way back, Mo Zunyue's legs were trembling. Thinking of what she was about to face, she was terrified from the bottom of her heart.

She laughed to herself.

Not long ago, she was a talented girl envied by the entire Central Province, but now she is just a miserable person who is tortured in the quagmire.

Thinking of this, she firmly stepped into the room and closed the door.

In the small thatched hut, she tore off her soul with her own hands and fell into a coma.

Woke up again, took the healing pill, and continued...

This cycle goes on and on for half a year.

She suffered from this inhuman torture for half a year.

From the start of fainting for seven days, to slowly adapting to the pain, fainting for five days, three days, one day...

But each time the pain never lessened.

At the beginning, the alchemist gave her the healing pill, and later let Mo Zunyue refine it by herself.

She is a swordsman, and she has learned alchemy by birth.

After being tortured like this for half a year, Sang Qi finally woke up.

He woke up and looked at Mo Zunyue carefully, feeling extremely distressed, "You have lost a lot of weight and your complexion is not good. You must have suffered a lot."

Mo Zunyue shook her head with a smile, "No, it's fine when you wake up, it's fine when you wake up."

The alchemist watched from the side and smacked his mouth, he was impatient, "Go out, don't block my eyes in the pharmacy."

The alchemist's mouth is not forgiving, but there is nothing to say about medical skills.

Sang Qi has been raised in Yaogu for another half a year, and his health is basically in good condition.

The two decided to leave, go back and rebury their fellow disciples, and they still have to work hard to practice. They have a big revenge to avenge.

The empty position of Mo Zunyue's packed luggage.

Yaotong looked at Sang Qi and hesitated to speak.

Sang Qi asked him, "Do you have something to say to me?"

Yaotong didn't hold back in the end, "My sister didn't let me tell you, but I think you should know."

Sang Qi's heart tightened, and he said seriously, "Say it."

The drug boy showed joy at finally being able to tell the secret, "It was during the time you were unconscious, sister..."

After Mo Zunyue packed her things, there was actually nothing to do, so she walked away with some alchemist's alchemy recipes.

Well, in front of her face, the alchemist ignored her.

As soon as she came out, she saw Sang Qi's beautiful peach blossom eyes, looking at her with spring water in his mouth.

Mo Zunyue was puzzled, "What are you doing looking at me like that?"

Sang Qi smiled so charmingly, "It's okay, you look very good-looking today."

Mo Zunyue raised her eyebrows, "Let's go, let's go to the rivers and lakes, those bastards, wash their necks and wait, I will kill them sooner or later."

Sang Qi followed behind her, "Well, kill them."

As a result, two ruthless people appeared in the rivers and lakes, rushing wherever there is treasure, grabbing it first if it is useful or not.

Fearless of life and death, he is cunning and ruthless.

The eldest lady who was once protected by the sect, the girl who was so innocent that she didn't know the dangers of the world, finally grew up.

Sang Qi stood by her side as usual, he rushed first when there was danger, and blocked when there was an enemy.

The two geniuses trusted each other and killed the Quartet.

One time, after winning a treasure in a secret realm, the two escaped by hiding in a coffin.

In the small space, Sang Qi protected Mo Zunyue as usual.

At first, I didn't feel anything. They walked along the way, eating and living together, and they got used to it.

But this time, the space was probably too narrow, and the close posture was maintained for too long, and the surrounding air slowly warmed up. The burning ears of the two people became hot, and their cheeks also turned red.

Just after getting into the water, the clothes of the two of them were soaked, and the gauze on Mo Zunyue's body was tightly attached to her body, outlining a beautiful curve.

She became more and more uncomfortable, and took the lead in breaking the embarrassment, "Well, there seems to be something down there."

She twisted her body, trying to escape.

Sang Qi's overly pretty face flew up to Hongxia, and he said in a hoarse voice, "Zunyue..."

Mo Zunyue looked up at him, with a pair of charming peach blossom eyes full of tumbling desire.

His voice became hoarse again, "Don't move."

"Oh." Mo Zunyue obediently lay in his arms, not daring to move.

After a long time, Sang Qi's throat moved again and again, his hoarse voice was seductive, "Zunyue, would you like to be my Taoist companion?"

"it is good……"

The good words haven't been uttered completely, and they are drowned in the cold lips.

On the vast lake, a coffin is on the calm lake, ups and downs.

No CP, don't worry.

This is probably one of the few loves in this article, and the next step is to kill each other. In other words, it should be Mo Zunyue who killed each other alone.

Infatuated villain, always write about infatuation.

The main text has no emotional drama in this life, and there may be an emotional episode at the end.