Nirvana is alluring, nine thousand years old, please respect yourself

Chapter 377

Originally, one had to pass a small deer to enter the ancient courtyard, and the road was lined with lush trees, which looked so vibrant, but now it is indeed extremely desolate.

The lush old trees turned into dead wood, and the flowers and plants on the ground withered and died. The desolation was like a pool of green stagnant water, with a disgusting smell entering Lian Qingcheng's eyes.

It turns out that everything in this ancient courtyard depends on the vigorous vitality of the little girl in the formation to be maintained.

Arriving at the spring in the center of the ancient courtyard, Lian Qingcheng was a little suspicious again. The spring water sent to her by the master of the gate of life was less, so Lian Qingcheng didn't notice anything wrong.

After arriving here, Lian Qingcheng discovered that the originally red spring water had begun to reveal a faint silver color.

After scooping up some, Lian Qingcheng got up and looked around, it seemed that there was no one else in the ancient courtyard except someone guarding the door.

Naturally, Lian Qingcheng's purpose was not just to get some spring water for the old man Shui Chan, she walked to the stock yard in three steps and two steps, and after a while, she saw the palace, where the master control of all the agencies in the city was located.

Lian Qingcheng walked to the palace gate in a few steps. The originally golden palace gate now seemed to be covered with a layer of dust. It no longer looked so graceful and luxurious. The palace that survived by plundering other people's lives lost its vitality after all. .

In such a confidential place, how could the master of the gate of death only rely on the few people outside to guard it, Lian Qingcheng smiled, and raised his hand to push open the golden gate.

Just when her hand was about to touch the gate, there was a sudden rustle behind her, followed by Bailiqing's voice, "If the saint doesn't want to die, she can open the gate of this palace."

"What a coincidence." Lian Qingcheng turned around and looked at Bailiqing with a smile, "I can meet you wherever I go."

"May I ask the saint, what are you doing here?" Baililang said.

"A dog bit another dog, I'm here to get some red spring to heal the wounded dog, why, do you have an opinion?" Lian Qingcheng laughed.

There was no emotion on Bailiqing's face, "Please ask the saint to leave this place, otherwise, if something happens later, don't blame me for not reminding you."

Lian Qingcheng laughed, "What happened? Is there anything bigger than being stared at all the time? It's just you and me, Bailiqing. Sect master, dare not do it?"

"Please ask the saintess to leave this place. The things here will be released later. It's not a joke," Bailiqing said, "By the way, I admit that doing something to the saintess is asking for death, but for you For this kind of person, hovering on the edge of life and death, watching you make unnecessary struggles every day is also a pleasure."

"Then how do you know that I do it myself and enjoy it, and finally watching you bastards die in a low way while wailing, isn't it a pleasure?" Lian Qingcheng smiled lightly, his tone was peaceful, but his eyes were full of love. A chilling light.

She didn't think she was a good person. She thought she was a ghost crawling out of hell, but compared with those distorted human nature in the city of the past, she was more like a person with flesh and blood.

"Time is running out, you have to leave here." Bailiqing did not continue to answer Lian Qingcheng's words.

How could Lian Qingcheng give up this opportunity to investigate the ancient courtyard?
"I have a problem with this person. If someone who doesn't like me asks me to do something, I like to do it," Lian Qingcheng said: "And you... just happen to be someone I don't like. What should I do?"

"Damn it, then don't blame me." Bailiqing cursed in a low voice, and suddenly exploded to Lian Qingcheng's side, raised one hand like a knife, and chopped off Lian Qingcheng's back.

Lian Qingcheng didn't have any martial arts skills, but she didn't get caught easily either. She imitated the way Ji Li taught her, and took a step back, her shoulders resting on Bailiqing's chest. It can be said that Lian Qingcheng used all her strength Well, this collision happened to hit Bailiqing's heart. If ordinary people were hit by it, they would probably only feel a tightness in their chest and be out of breath.

But Bailiqing didn't seem to have any reaction, he just lost his hand because of a momentary carelessness, and was knocked back by a few steps.

Before she could stand still, Lian Qingcheng held a pink handkerchief in her free hand and waved gently on Bailiqing's face.

What was dyed on this handkerchief was not any ordinary Mongolian sweat medicine, but a medicine powder prepared by Gu Hanxun himself, specially for those with deep internal energy.

Just when Lian Qingcheng thought he had succeeded, Bailiqing who should have fallen to the ground raised his hand and grabbed Lian Qingcheng's wrist.

In an instant, a pain spread all over his body.

"Put away these ridiculous tricks of yours. If you weren't useful to the sect master, I wouldn't care about your life or death. Time is running out! Come with me!" Bailiqing firmly grabbed Lian Qingcheng's wrist , pulled her and walked out of the ancient courtyard.

As soon as the front foot left the palace, the back foot came from the direction of the palace one after another low-pitched roar, the sound was like a beast whose throat was choked.

"The owner of the door told you that you can come in and out of the ancient courtyard as you please, but you must not get any closer to the palace, or you will be torn to pieces. Don't blame me for not reminding you." Bailiqing made the final warning, and immediately Turned around and left the ancient courtyard.

Lian Qingcheng's eyes turned to the direction of the palace involuntarily. Just when the palace was about to disappear before her eyes, she clearly saw a pair of withered hands protruding from the gradually opened door.

Whose hand is that?Why is it like this?
And the question is not only this, but also Bailiqing, when Jili was teaching her self-defense, Lian Qingcheng accidentally bumped into Jili, which caused Jili's chest to be tight for a long time, and he couldn't breathe. Han Xun's medicinal powder, the reputation of the genius doctor of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty is not a joke, I heard him say that this medicinal powder is not good, why is it useless when it comes to me?

After thinking about it, things had to be resolved one by one, so Lian Qingcheng left the ancient courtyard and sent the spring water to the old man Shui Chan.

There was another burst of gratitude, and a faint grin appeared on the slightly pale and weak face of the old man Shui Chan.

"The owner of this thing asked me to take it directly, and it would not exceed this bottle at a time, so I took these first." Lian Qingcheng said.

The old man Shui Chan nodded again and again, "Thank you, Holy Maiden, thank you Holy Maiden."

Seeing that the old man Shui Chan didn't intend to continue the conversation, Lian Qingcheng chose to leave tactfully.

Now all the preparations are ready, just waiting for a gust of east wind.

The sky in Wangsheng City changed suddenly, a strong wind blew up suddenly, the originally clear sky was shrouded by thick clouds blowing from a distance, the sun immediately hid in the clouds, but the rain refused to fall for a long time.

(End of this chapter)