God, please abdicate

Chapter 300, Monsters in the Mist
"Qing'er, Qing'er, Qing'er," the other side didn't answer her, but just shouted loudly.Hearing that familiar voice, Jiu Yanqing suddenly couldn't restrain himself from wanting to cry.

The person who spoiled her, coaxed her, and told her how to behave was in the mist.They are finally meeting.

"Father, wait for me." Jiu Yanqing walked into the mist step by step.

Xiao Hei opened his mouth and shouted at Jiu Yanqing, "Don't go, there's nothing there. Come back!"

Xiao Hei held the mask in his hand and couldn't move at all.

Jiu Yanqing's eyes were blurred, and he quickly disappeared into the mist.

After a while, Xiaobai also walked into the mist.

"Dang," the white jade mask in his hand has been carved.All the white jade in Xiao Hei's hand was fused and carved into a mask exuding soft light.

Xiao Hei carved the mask, and when he turned his head, only it was left in place.

Suddenly, it was alone.The feeling of being abandoned by the whole world surged up.

Feng Su abandoned it back then, and now Xiao Bai and Jiu Yanqing have also disappeared.

Xiao Hei began to feel depressed. At this time, a voice came out of the mist, "Di Shitian, stay here, I will always be here."

"Master," Xiao Hei's eyes lit up, and he also followed towards the mist.

Jiu Yanqing wandered in the mist, looking for it, and his eyes brightened after a while.

Where is like a peach blossom garden, there are many people living there, not disturbed by the world.The sound of a high mountain and flowing water slowly entered Jiu Yanqing's ears.

This piece of music is so familiar, Jiu Yanqing's eyes wet.

Father is here, Jiu Yanqing quickly followed the music to find him.

Under the high mountain, there is a small wooden house quietly hidden among the green trees.

Jiu Yanqing's Yujian landed from above the green tree, and the Bingpo sword flew a few times quickly after Jiu Yanqing landed.

When the Bingpo sword returned to Jiu Yanqing's hand, he didn't know what happened, and accidentally cut Jiu Yanqing's hand.Jiu Yanqing was startled for a moment, and suddenly came to his senses, but he did not.

Jiu Yanqing stood not far from the small wooden house, looked at the small wooden house quietly, moved his footsteps, and stopped again.

She was a little confused and didn't know why she came here.

Then, that voice sounded like a curse again.

"Qing'er, Qing'er, Qing'er." Shouting over and over again, each call made Jiu Yanqing's heart suddenly sore again.

"Father," yes, she came to find her father.

Jiu Yanqing took a step forward and stopped again.Where the hand was cut, blood was flowing, and there was a ticking sound, which shocked Jiu Yanqing.

Jiu Yanqing's thoughts began to struggle between clarity and confusion again.

Don't believe it, it's all fake, it's all fake, you still have to go back and save people.

Come forward, there is no one you care about.Come on, go on, don't hesitate, don't stop.

Just as Jiu Yanqing was about to decide to return to his life, the piano sound started to change again.

Those songs were all familiar to her.

Jiu Yanqing couldn't hold back his mood anymore, and quickly walked towards the cabin.

In front of the cabin was a hundred-year-old tree, and a man in white was kneeling and sitting under the old tree.

That peerless face is somewhat similar to Jiu Yanqing.

"Qing'er," the man called Jiu Yanqing in a low voice as he watched Jiu Yanqing stop.

Jiu Yanqing looked at him blankly.

Jiu Yanpo raised his head and smiled at her, "My Qing'er has grown so big, time flies so fast."

"Father, I've looked for you a lot. Where did you go? Or have you been here all this time?" Jiu Yanqing looked at the person in front of him.

Jiu Yanqing played a piano sound, "Sit down, I will tell you slowly."

Jiu Yanqing hesitated for a moment, and slowly made Jiu Yanpo's bow.

The sound of the piano is bursting, the spring breeze is blowing on the face, and there are still a few wisps of sandalwood lingering around the tip of the nose, refusing to disperse.

Jiu Yanqing's eyes gradually became confused.

"I have been to many places and seen many landscapes over the years."

Jiu Yanpo told her a lot, and gradually she became obsessed with each other's stories.I forgot myself and many, many things.

That Jiu Yanpo was also getting closer and closer to Jiu Yanqing, and that face with a gentle smile slowly twisted.He started to grow his mouth.

Jiu Yanqing's fingertips hurt again, and he woke up suddenly.

Turning around, she saw a monster with a head that looked a bit like her father, with a bloody mouth, and the saliva kept flowing down.

Jiu Yanqing slapped the ground with his palm, turned his head quickly, and finally escaped from the monster's mouth.

The monster took a bite, and its eyes became more and more fierce.

"You can't escape, why don't you let me eat you." The monster was an enlarged version of a lazy toad, with a big mouth full of sharp teeth, and green eyes full of viciousness.

Jiu Yanqing turned his head and looked, where there was a clean and tidy log cabin, it was a ruined temple.

The hundred-year-old tree has long since withered, and its branches are like ghosts with teeth and claws.

There are no mountains and rivers, no residents who live and work in peace and contentment, and some are just monsters in front of you.

"Ice Soul Sword," Jiu Yanqing's eyes turned cold, if the Ice Soul Sword hadn't cut her finger earlier.Now, she died here.

"Hmph, as my master, it's really embarrassing for me to be bewitched by these gadgets."

".," Isn't it good to keep it in your heart?Why say it!
Jiu Yanqing was upset all of a sudden, but Bingpo Sword was right, so he directed his anger at the monster in front of him.

"It seems that you don't intend to be obedient and catch yourself," the monster was not easy to provoke, and rushed forward.

Jiu Yanqing clenched the Ice Soul Sword with both hands, and slashed at the lazy toad, "It's frozen for thousands of miles."

Streams of cold air emanated from Jiu Yanqing's hands, and when the long sword was cut down, a streak of ice appeared.

Cold, there is a certain suppression of cold-blooded animals.

In almost the same situation, Leng can do some damage to the opponent.

Jiu Yanqing released one move after another, and it was all ice and snow.

The lazy toad was also annoyed, and began to amplify his moves.

"The swampy world," said Jiu Yanqing, the soil under his feet began to loosen.

It sank step by step, and slowly turned into piles of mud.

Swamp, for lazy toads, they can easily gallop on it.But people like Jiu Yanqing can only fight in the air in such a place where there is no force point.

Over time, it will fall off.

At this time, it is her death time!

Seeing the cunning in those green eyes, Jiu Yanqing snorted coldly, "You think I can only make snowflakes?"

The lazy toad was puzzled for a moment, this human being didn't deal with him well, what nonsense!
Jiu Yanqing turned her wrist, and a delicate flower bloomed in her hand.

(End of this chapter)