After picking up the cubs, I became the ancestor of Sichuan Mountain

Chapter 45 Primordial Spirit Fragment
Li Congee was drugged by him, and now his body felt a little soft.
Looking at his face that was similar to Li Qingyan's, Li Congee still used all his strength to avoid the palm.

Li Qingyan should be the best, and people like Jian Tong don't deserve to live in his face.

As for the soft menstrual powder under the quilt, you only need to wait for another half-quarter of an hour to completely eliminate it.

"Sister Congee, why are you hiding?"

Jian Tong looked at her slightly embarrassed look and laughed softly.

"You seem to still maintain your so-called kindness.

Those two little babies must be eight years old. "

Knowing that he was talking about He Qianxing and Xu Jingjing, Li Churro's heart sank.

"What exactly do you want to do?"

If he wanted to kill himself, he could have done it last night, so why bother talking so much.

"I just miss you, Sister Congee."

Jian Tong teleported behind Li Congee and hugged her into his arms.

Feeling her warm skin, Jian Tong felt a little dazed.

In 800, he was trapped in a secret realm alone.

He tried to find a way out again and again, but was defeated by reality again and again.

Obviously those sect disciples can come and go at will, why can't I?

He also tried to kill those sect disciples and then use their jade tokens to get out, but without exception, they all failed.

He knew that Li Congee would definitely enter the secret realm again, and as long as he practiced well, he would definitely be able to keep her.

After all, Li Qingyan's throne is in this secret realm.

Although the scroll has been taken away by her, the remaining fragments of the soul have been integrated into her body.

She had always wanted to reshape Li Qingyan's physical body, but if his soul was not intact, she wanted to see how he could reshape it.

Since you can't get out, let her come in and stay with you all the time.

He, Jian Tong, was the one who should be with her the most.

Jian Tong hugged Li Congee, a little obsessed.

Being held by him, Li Churro felt as if his body was wrapped in ice, so cold that he couldn't help but shiver.

He is possessed.

Coming to the conclusion, Li Congee's eyes became darker.

I can't beat him now.

The speed of cultivation in the secret realm is nearly ten times faster than outside.

Even when his sword was still there, he could only fight on an equal footing with him.

But his sword is gone.

"Sister Congee, please stay. You and I are the ones who should be together most."

Jian Tong smelled the fragrance of her hair, feeling a little obsessed.

When he thought he was about to die, this woman saved him.

She is gentle, kind, and treats herself sincerely.

It's a pity that she always has someone else in her heart.

But nothing matters now, she can only be with herself now.

Spiritual power flowed through his limbs and bones, finally breaking through that barrier.

Li Churro broke away from his arms with a sullen look on his face.

"Jian Tong, don't have such wishful thinking. I will not stay here, never."

He didn't expect her to recover so quickly. Jian Tong was obviously a little surprised, but then, there was another burst of low laughter.

This is what Sister Congee should look like.

He wanted to hug the person again, but Li Congee stabbed his sword into his right shoulder.

The smile on Jian Tong's face suddenly froze when the pain hit him, and he looked down at his bleeding right shoulder in disbelief.

"I don't have my life sword, but I have plenty of other swords. Even if I can't kill you, I can still scratch your face."

Li Congee said coldly.

She has not been just hanging around for hundreds of years.

Half of the world's treasures are with her.

A few swords are nothing.

The black mist around Jian Tong became thicker and thicker, and it was obvious that he was angry.

The person in front of him was already a lunatic and possessed by a demon. Li Churro actually didn't have much confidence.

Her blessings were gradually depleted, and her body was no longer as good as before.

I just hope that the injury on his shoulder will make him a little more afraid.

"very good."

Jian Tong's eyes were cold and cold, and his eyes looking at Li Congee became increasingly dark and unclear.

A completely black sword appeared in his hand, and the thick black aura wrapped around his upper body showed that it was unusual.

There is a weapon spirit on the sword.

Li Churro's hand holding the hilt of the sword was slightly firm, and his eyes were a little more determined.

Jian Tong cannot be kept.

A black tiger formed on the long black sword, staring directly in the direction of Li Congee.

The silver-white long sword buzzed slightly, and Li Congee injected a trace of spiritual power into it soothingly.

The sword suddenly became quiet, and the two of them formed a confrontation.

The black tiger attacked first, bringing a burst of terrifying pressure.

Li Congee's eyes turned cold, and he slashed open the menacing black tiger with a sword, and the sharp sword energy headed towards Jian Tong's face.

After being split open, the black tiger only paused for a moment, then immediately recovered and rushed towards Li Congee.

Jian Tong didn't expect her sword energy to be so powerful, so he dodged awkwardly, but the side of his face was still slightly scratched by the sword energy.

The black tiger was suddenly stopped by something when it was less than an inch away from Li Congee. Then Li Congee just slashed with his sword, and the black tiger roared and disappeared.

Seeing his unfamiliarity, Li Congee roughly guessed that he had just become possessed. As for the weapon spirit on the sword, it was probably that it had just merged with the sword in his hand.

My luck is still good after all.

Seeing that Li Churro's face was unguarded, Jian Tong also hesitated.

Could it be that she has a new natal spiritual sword?

The wound on his face felt a deep pain. Jian Tong gritted his teeth secretly, and the initial confidence in his heart gradually disintegrated.

The weapon spirit screamed in his ears.

The woman in front of him was not as good as Jian Tong. Why on earth was he unwilling to strike again?
Jian Tong looked at the old man with some fear in his eyes.

This weapon spirit was discovered by him three years ago.

It's a pity that it has always looked down on itself. If it hadn't almost died a month ago, it reluctantly merged into its own spiritual sword.

Seeing that he was not moving, Li Congee didn't understand what was going on with him. He only focused on his every move.

The long sword in her hand was filled with sword energy, forming a transparent defensive shield that firmly protected her behind her.

The stab she just stabbed into Jian Tong's right shoulder brought back the resentment she had extracted in Liangzhou.

Even if Jian Tong is possessed by a demon, his current body is still made of flesh and blood. If resentment enters his body, he will not have good consequences.

For example, now, Jian Tong wanted to say something else, but there was a qi in his body rushing towards his internal organs, making him panic for a moment.

Li Junchou saw the right opportunity and swung his sword away again. Jian Tong's pupils shrank, and he could only take the move forcefully, regardless of the power traveling through his internal organs.

Their current location was in the secret cave under the deep pool. As they moved, the water outside the secret cave began to shake violently.

"Sister Porridge..."

"You don't need to call me Sister Congee. I shouldn't have rescued you in the first place, and I even killed them."

Li Churro's face was cold and there was no emotion in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)