Qing Ben's black and cute demon concubine strikes

Chapter 947 Love and Kill (1)
When He Xiangming's complaints were over, he said quietly: "Brother Xiangming, didn't you say that only pharmacists can participate in the test in Jingyue Lake? Why don't you let me in, even if I can't succeed, you can give Song Ming a test." Xueyi is causing trouble, isn't it?"

He Xiangming paused, feeling a little moved.

Zhou Zicai: "This time, I will definitely not disappoint Brother Xiang Ming."

He Xiangming didn't realize that when Zhou Zicai said this, an invisible ray of light shot into his eyes from the other party's eyes.

"it is good."

Since entering Mirror Moon Lake, Song Xueyi has stood on a mirror-like lake. This lake seems to be boundless, no matter how he walks, he will never reach the end.

Every time he takes a step, there will be a circle of ripples under his feet, presenting an infinite spiritual beauty, which makes people feel calm and lonely at the same time.

Song Xueyi was not in a hurry, he walked calmly in one direction, and he felt that this direction was right.

Time didn't seem to exist here, and he didn't know how long it had been since a change appeared before his eyes.

Grass grows and warblers fly, all things are revived, vegetation and treasures are everywhere, and the spiritual power in the air is so rich that it seems to be able to freeze and become a substance.

Song Xueyi's eyes flickered, he felt that he had probably passed the first test, and an inexplicable thought came to his mind, letting him know what he should do now - to pass through this treasure land.

Don't look at this extremely beautiful place full of treasures, but this treasure of vegetation also has extremely poisonous existence.

If he didn't recognize it, he might die here.

Song Xueyi's eyes flashed with waves, and he felt kind to everything in front of him.

When he walked out of this treasure land, it was already dark and the full moon was in the sky.

"Mr. Yue, Mr. Yue..."

"Emperor..."

A faint call was heard in the ear.

Song Xueyi looked up, and the scene in front of him was so familiar.

Isn't this simple, gorgeous and elegant palace full of elegance, the same dilapidated palace that he and Jiu'er saw in the dragon veins of the Nine Heavens Continent?

It's just that now it appears that there is a perfect existence in front of him, with carved beams and painted pillars, white jade and ivory white, infinite precious light, coiling dragons and supporting wind, and vitality everywhere.

A glance at Wannian may be referring to Song Xueyi's current state.

When he saw the existence of the palace, countless light and shadow images rushed into his mind, one scene after another, obviously remembering each scene clearly, but each scene was blurry, and the only feeling left in his heart was the warmth of belonging , until the picture suddenly stopped at the end, showing that his eyes were completely clear——

The flames of war raged, the spells were earth-shattering, and millions of dead bodies were bleeding for thousands of miles. In such a scene of Shura, the only standing figure became the only one in the world.

Her clothes were stained with blood, her skin was as white as snow, and the scarlet blood slid down her cheeks, making her who was flawless and vulgar like the Holy Spirit set off her peerless coquettishness, making her overwhelmed.

Still holding the bloody weapon in her hand, she looked sideways at him, and the sadness and coldness in her eyes instantly turned into joy.

Ah... Such a joy, as if gaining the happiness of the whole world, pure and innocent without a trace of haze.

"..." She opened her mouth as if to say something, and flew towards him.

At that moment, Song Xueyi felt the pain in his heart.

After someone died, there was a person standing ten meters behind Song Xueyi, and it was Zhou Zicai.

It's only now that Zhou Zi's face is expressionless, and his eyes are so deep that there is no gleam of light, which is very different from his usual self, and looks a bit weird.

Four days have passed since Song Xueyi entered Mirror Moon Lake today.

In the courtyard where Lingjiu was staying, an old friend was welcomed.

A young man between a teenager and a young man, wearing a bold yellow martial arts robe, with short hair that reaches his shoulders weirdly, with thick eyebrows and big eyes that look extraordinarily energetic.

The arrival of Liupo did not make Lingjiu show any surprise.

She drank the fragrant tea, looked sideways at Liu Po ​​coming to her side, and before the other party had a long speech, she said in advance: "Just tell me what you are here for."

Liupo just swallowed back a bunch of reminiscing words, and said dryly: "I want Xiao Jiu to watch something."

Lingjiu smiled, and put the tea set back into the Qiankun Spiritual Artifact, "Look here, or go somewhere else?"

Her straightforwardness made Liubo both happy and puzzled, and replied, "Go to another place."

"Okay." Lingjiu stood up and motioned for him to lead the way.

The two did not go out to Gujingdongtian, but they also left her previous residence a hundred miles away and stopped in a lush mountain forest.

When the spirit dove landed, he saw an old man in a brown robe standing there, obviously waiting for them.

The familiar aura made Lingjiu recognize the old man's identity, "Grandpa Tree!"

Hearing this kind call, the old man in brown clothes couldn't help showing a soft expression, but his words were not pleasant: "What kind of tree grandfather? The old tree has a name, and it's called Gui Kui."

"It turns out that Grandpa Shu's name is this." Lingjiu didn't care about the other party's tone at all.

The aura of the old man in front of her clearly told her that the other party was the ancient tree she had seen in the Mysterious Realm of Whirling Ten Thousand Sens in Mu Country, Nine Heavens Continent.

They all have the same face, but the face of the ancient tree was also highlighted through the tree.

"Not only the golden monkey is here, but also the grandpa tree is here." Lingjiu tilted her head, even though she is already a mother, she still looks like a young girl with a pure temperament and a quiet smile Well, what I said was: "Is this to play the emotional card?"

What does the word "emotional card" mean? The two of them can guess the meaning even though they haven't heard it before.

Old man Guikui showed helplessness, while Liubo's expression was much more complicated, and he didn't know how to hide it.

"Xiao Jiu, we are really doing it for your own good!" Liu Po ​​hurriedly explained: "Song Xueyi is not a good person, you should stop being obsessed, especially now..." His words were caught by a raised hand. Interrupted, Lingjiu said in a daze: "Didn't you bring me here to show me something? If it was just to see Grandpa Shu, I have already seen it now. I have nothing else to do and I will leave."

She was confident that Liu Po ​​would not hurt her, and that even if she did, she would have the strength to leave the opponent's hands safely, so she followed Liu Po.But she didn't come here to listen to Liu Po's unhealthy words.

Liupo obviously wanted to say more, but the old man Guikui shook his head, and he pursed his lips unwillingly.

"Girl, do you still remember the story that the old tree told you?"

Lingjiu was stunned, and after coming over for a second, he asked suspiciously: "Immortal Mingyue and the big demon?"

"That's right." Gui Kui's eyes were deep, "The two people in the story are actually you and Song Xueyi."

(End of this chapter)