Quickly wear the host, she is willing to help others

Chapter 370: Junior Sister Wants to Revive the Sect (19)

Chang Yan looked over and saw a white, reflective snake wrapped around the man's neck, its scarlet tongue moving back and forth.

The man was chained with iron chains on his hands, feet, waist and neck. The chains were rooted in the stone wall behind him.

He closed his eyes tightly, as if to relieve the pain caused by the sudden light.

After a moment, he opened his eyes and showed a surprised expression: "Yingying, why are you here?"

He immediately looked down at the white snake beside him, struggled with his hands, and with a move of spiritual power, he broke free from the chains and gently held the little white snake in his palm.

"Is it a fairy?" Chang Yan asked curiously.

"You know everything?" Qi Mo didn't care much about the environment. After easily breaking free from the restraints, he sat cross-legged on the dirty stone. "Don't hurt her. She is very fragile now."

Changyan: "..."

"To be precise, it's not an immortal yet. It only has half the spirit of an immortal." Qi Mo's eyes became dark, and he looked at Chang Yan, "Master asked you to come? I'm no longer a disciple of the Supreme Sect."

Zimmer made it clear that no matter who came, he would not go back.

The little white snake in his palm playfully tried to get out, but Qi Mo took the trouble to bring it back.

"Third Senior Brother, you haven't contacted us for a long time, and you haven't read my message, right?" Chang Yan was not very optimistic about Qi Mo, who was immersed in his emotions and couldn't extricate himself. Qi Mo was not crazy as Wan Niang said. He could talk to her very clearly. It was hard to say whether he was intermittently crazy. Just now, who would lock himself up in such a place?

Qi Mo looked at the little white snake intently, his voice light: "Yingying, you should just call me Brother Qi. I have already withdrawn from the sect. I will not read your message as a sect member." Perhaps the incident of Xiao Wuya killing Xianxian had stimulated him too much, and Qi Mo found it difficult to let it go when he was in love.

"Third Senior Brother didn't watch, so he didn't come to the major sects' funeral a month ago. Third Senior Brother, a month and a half ago, the demons joined forces to break through my Supreme Sect. Master and several elders died in the battle, Elder Ning is missing, Fifth Senior Sister and Sixth Senior Brother also died in the battle, and the entire sect was slaughtered. Not many people are left. I was lucky enough to be saved by the Hengyang Sect."

Qi Mo was stunned and paused his movements. The little white snake ran out, climbed onto his shoulder triumphantly, and spit out its tongue arrogantly at Chang Yan.

"What did you say?"

His voice was hoarse.

Chang Yan said: "Everyone in the sect was slaughtered, and there are only a few left. Did you hear clearly, Third Senior Brother?"

"how come?"

"Why not? There has never been a great change in the world for a thousand years. It's just a sect, so it's normal for it to be destroyed. Third brother, I came to find you today because I want to find out the whole story with you. But..." Chang Yan glanced at the arrogant little white snake, "Was Xianxian gentle and stupid before? Although it only has half of Xianxian's soul, it is also half of Xianxian. Third brother, try hard and wait a little longer. I believe you can find a complete Xianxian."

Chang Yan didn't know what Xianxian was like. If he made up a character, it would naturally cause Qi Mo to think about it. Qi Mo was obviously unwilling to accept it. He looked at the little white snake with a dark and unclear gaze, full of attachment and regret, and often with a gesture of reminiscence. That was him recalling the previous Xianxian through the little white snake.

Was the previous fairy gentle and silly? Qi Mo just knew that gentleness and sillyness were the opposite of the arrogant and naughty little white snake.

"She..." Qi Mo hesitated and put the little white snake into the ring. He still maintained a relaxed sitting posture, but Chang Yan could see the tenseness of his muscles.