Fairy, would you like to be my lackey?

Chapter 62 Miss Yin, be my ghost servant
Hearing this, Xia Qianqing felt that the other party had completely manipulated her.

She always felt that there was another layer of meaning in the other party's words, which made her a little awkward. After a moment of silence, she asked.

"I'm serious, Su Jiming, what are you going to do with that woman Yin Yuexuan?"

In the past, when calling the other person Prince Su, there was a certain element of yin and yang in it.

And now calling each other by name is a kind of candid expression. It is not the communication between the Holy Lady of Lingzong and the Crown Prince of Guogong Mansion, but the communication between "Xia Qianqing" and "Su Jiming".

Of course, their identities were neither friends nor enemies, which was the main reason why Xia Qianqing felt awkward.

Logically speaking, she shouldn't care about this matter.

Hearing Xia Qianqing's question, Su Jiming did not speak, but was a little surprised by the other party's attitude.

But soon, he put away this emotion and said:
"Ms. Xia wants to know this, is it for Lingzong's consideration or for her own consideration?"

Another moment of silence.

After a long time, Xia Qianqing said:
"For the consideration of the Duke's government."

As if she felt that these words confirmed what Su Jiming had teased her about just now, Xia Qianqing added:

"I just think that if you fall in the hands of that woman Yin Yuexuan, you won't be able to fulfill your promise to me. Don't think too much about it."

Seeing the opponent's defense, Su Jiming was amused, and said:
"Does Miss Xia know what kind of cultivation method the ghost sect uses?"

Hearing this, Xia Qianqing frowned, thought for a moment and said:
"Seize life, transform the soul, and make up for yourself at the expense of others."

"According to Miss Xia, the ghost sect is no different from those evil cultivators outside the territory, so why did it become one of the nine sects in the world?" Su Jiming asked softly.

"because.."

She originally wanted to say that because the Southern Territory was remote and sparsely populated, the Ghost Sect took advantage of it.

But she soon realized that these words were unreasonable. The Nine Sects of the World cannot be established simply by relying on a large number of disciples.Instead, one needs to go to the end of a road, break through the nine realms, integrate the principles of heaven, and prove that this path of practice leads directly to the Dao, in order to be recognized by the world as a Dazong.

The evil cultivators outside the territory often go astray, using evil things to make up for their own shortcomings, and achieve rapid progress in the early stages of practice. However, this kind of practice method is often endless, and the final outcome will only be self-destruction.

"Does Miss Xia know what the founder of the Ghost Sect is called by the world?"

Logically speaking, as the founder of the Nine Sects in the World, his name should be well known in the world. After all, it has only been a few hundred years since the Ghost Sect was founded, and the name of the founder would not be so quickly people forget.

But Su Jiming asked suddenly, and Xia Qianqing couldn't answer for a while. Few people in the Ghost Sect knew about it, let alone her, a disciple of the Spirit Sect.

Seeing Xia Qianqing frowning and thinking hard, Su Jiming didn't show off, but gave the answer directly:
"The world calls him the Onmyoji Master
And before he was born, the ghost sect did not have a unified name, and they were generally called the evil cultivators of the southern region. "

"The ghost sect at that time was just like what Miss Xia said, relying on seizing vitality, transforming souls, and benefiting oneself at the expense of others to cultivate."

Xia Qianqing still seemed a little puzzled, and asked:
"Isn't it the same with the current Ghost Sect?"

Su Jiming shook his head:
"If it's really the same, the current Ghost Sect is nothing more than a mob."

He put away the pieces on the chessboard one by one, returning white pieces to white pieces, and black pieces to black pieces, and slowly added:
"Early after the Yin-Yang Celestial Master was born, Guizong's kung fu was completely rewritten by him from the most yin to poison to the harmonization of yin and yang.

It's a pity that later generations went astray and began to make up for their own losses with external profits. "

Speaking of this, he paused, and then concluded: "This is also the reason why Ghost Sect has never had a ninth-level person for hundreds of years."

"."

Xia Qianqing was still a little confused, and asked:
"Then what do these things have to do with you dealing with Yin Yuexuan?"

"It's a big relationship."

Su Jiming smiled, as if mocking Xia Qianqing's stupidity:
"Ghost sect's technique is to make up for one's own losses with the gains from the outside world. If there is nowhere to borrow, the yin and yang in the body will be out of balance."

"If you want to achieve this, you have to place it in a place where yin is abundant and yang is deficient, or where yang is prospering and yin is deficient."

Hearing this, Xia Qianqing opened her mouth wide as if she thought of something.

"you"

"Of course, in a short period of time, it's just an imbalance of yin and yang, and it won't shake the foundation."

Xia Qianqing couldn't help but ask:
"How long have you kept her locked up?"

Su Jiming put the collected chess pieces aside, and said with a casual smile:

"Not much, just two days."

Xia Qianqing suddenly felt that the time when he was locked up by the other party didn't seem to be so tortured.

At least most of the time was spent in a coma.

Thinking that Yin Yuexuan's fate was much worse than herself at that time, Xia Qianqing's heart immediately became balanced.

Yeque, who was at the side, saw Xia Qianqing's expression, and felt a little strange.

——Is she stupid?
When the sun was setting directly above, Su Jiming finally thought of going to Yin Yuexuan's place to have a look.

Autumn is a yin day. Of course, it is obviously impossible to make up for the loss of yin energy in the body by relying on these alone.

On the contrary, such a little supplement will make Yin Yuexuan's loss-making state worse.

It's like a person who has been short of water in the desert for a long time, and suddenly drinks a few drops of water. This does not relieve her water shortage, but makes her thirsty even more.

Looking at the girl in the small black room,
At this time, Yin Yuexuan's face was pale, her gray hair was like a waterfall, and the light-colored cheongsam wrapped her body tightly, showing her slim figure.

Although it looks a bit messy at the moment, the delicate embroidery and details on the cheongsam still reveal the girl's former identity.The skeleton magic weapon at the waist emits a faint halo in the gray environment.

Of course, the most eye-catching thing was her legs, which were bound by thick chains, which formed a sharp contrast with her skin, making her even more embarrassed at the moment.

The moment she noticed someone entering, the girl raised her head with some difficulty, her red eyes full of mist, looked at Su Jiming, and squeezed out a few words from her throat:
"Gu killed..."

Before the words fell, Su Jiming took out a Niesheng Pill that was placed in the box. There was a little Yin Qi around the pill, just inhaling it made Yin Yuexuan seem to be alive again, and her body began to unconsciously Longing, the words also stopped directly.

"Remember what I said a few days ago?"

Su Jiming casually put the Pill of Evil Life aside, but Yin Yuexuan's eyes did not leave for a moment, staring at the pill, his eyes becoming more and more misty.

He looked at Yin Yuexuan in front of him, as if looking at a prey that had fallen into a trap, and asked with a smile:

"Want it, Miss Yin?"

Hearing this, the girl's red eyes that seemed to be about to bleed were fixed on the elixir in Su Jiming's hand, and her eyes were filled with endless longing, like a person in the desert encountering a sweet spring.

"huh, huh"

As if suppressing his instinct with reason, Yin Yuexuan lowered his head and began to breathe quickly.

Her short breath almost made her entire chest heave violently, and each inhalation smelt of crying.

Her legs rubbed unconsciously, as if she wanted to dispel the tension and desire in her body, but this action only made her look more pitiful.

Su Jiming walked in front of the other party and crushed the elixir with his hands, and the strong yin energy immediately spread out.

This move made the last trace of reason disappear from Yin Yuexuan's eyes.

Her mouth was slightly opened, and she took a deep breath, as if she wanted to smell the aroma of the elixir from the air.Saliva flowed from the corner of her mouth, glistened across her white and tender chin, and fell to the ground, reflecting a little shimmer.

But she didn't seem to care about her indecent appearance, her eyes were only obsessed with the elixir.

Even though every cell in her body was telling her to grab the elixir, her hands and feet were bound by strong chains, restricting her movement.

The chains were cold and heavy, in stark contrast to her fair skin, and looked very dazzling. She tried to struggle many times, but the chains restrained her ruthlessly, preventing her from moving at all.

Su Jiming's voice came at this time:
"If you want, make a contract."

"Give me the ghost cultivator's natal artifact, and be my ghost servant."

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