Fall In Love With A Substitute

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Jian Yixin had imagined what he would encounter at the start, but he didn't expect Qing Lu to be the first to do it on himself, and he even took down 09.

It is true that Jian Yixin has thought about whether she can get rid of the identity of the stand-in staff and the surveillance of 09, but the fact is that in the small world, she cannot do without 09 as a task tool.

What's more... Jian Yixin thought with a headache, she didn't know about this mission yet.

It's not that 09 didn't inform her of the mission, but that the mission this time was different. According to 09, according to the trend of the mission, her final mission is different, and may even go to two opposite extremes.

The information that Jian Yixin got basically revolved around Yu Yi's life. It is conceivable that the focus of the task was on Yu Yi.

Yu Yi can be called the second generation of immortals. His father, Yu Qing, is extremely talented. He is the strongest sword repairman of Lingyun School, the first sect in the cultivation world. The mother Qiongling is one of the few sky-level crafting masters, and even her daughter has made a semi-divine weapon substitute puppet, whose status faintly exceeds other sky-ranks.

Such two great abilities, but they fell together in the secret realm, their souls were scattered, and they had only time to send Yu Yi away.

Yu Yi only had the Golden Core Stage cultivation base. When he was sent out, his pulse was broken, and he was dying. There was no possibility of cultivation in this life.

She used to follow her parents to practice and play everywhere in the realm of comprehension. After the death of her parents, she was taken back to Dai Yuanfeng by Lingyunzong.

When she was in a coma, her elder sister Qu Xirong took good care of her, and her elder brother Hang Yunhe worked tirelessly to take care of her every day, and even the lord Qu Hang hung her heart. When the news spread, everyone listened to it, and utterly praised Ling Yunzong.

The meridians of Yu Yi had been destroyed, the aura was exhausted, and it took three years of careful warming with the lowest-level gathering spirit formation before waking up.

The time when Jian Yixin logged into the small world should be when Yu Yi regained her consciousness for a month and was about to raise her body.

At this time, Yu Yi is equivalent to a healthy mortal, still lacking in blood and energy. In the realm of cultivation, it is like an ant at the feet of a giant, small and fragile.

Therefore, Yu Yi will definitely use herself as a substitute puppet——

Since the day when Yu Yi woke up, she placed the puppet on the soft couch under the window lattice, and told others that it was as if her mother was guarding herself by the side, and she would sleep more at ease.

Now that she was healthy enough, she could afford the puppet's acknowledgment ceremony, so she immediately decided the matter three days later.

Three days later, it was the death day of Yu Qingqiongling.

The information that Jian Yixin got is here. As for the future development of the situation, the quick pass has not given it. As mentioned in 09, the latter development is controlled by Jian Yixin, and when the time is right, the system will naturally give The final task.

——But now the system is gone.

It is difficult for Jian Yixin to judge the pros and cons of being uninstalled.

Since the last world, Qing Lu has used old things to send a "signal" to himself, causing Jian Yixin's doubts.

So, is it possible...... Qinglu in this world has a purpose in dismantling 09 from himself?

Jian Yixin thought about it quietly, then let out a sigh of relief.

Just watch the changes.

As for tasks, Jian Yixin has always been not afraid to fight alone, but in order to know her final task, she still hopes that she can find that her system has been removed and send someone to take over as soon as possible.

If no one takes over, as long as the task is done well, she and Qing Lu can live well in the cultivation world.

After clearing the system, Jian Yixin quickly thought about the task.

Before Yu Yi went out, 09 was still comparing with her in a low voice. According to the miserable setting of the protagonist of Xiu Xianwen, this Lingyun Sect definitely has a problem. The death of Yu Yi's parents is not easy, and there must be a conspiracy behind it.

Jian Yixin hadn't read any Xiuxianwen, but she was also skeptical of Lingyunzong.

After all, everyone is innocent, and Yu Yi is a mortal orphan, sitting on countless secret treasures. It is a daily activity in the realm of comprehension to kill and seize treasures, let alone such a golden moving treasure house, if not in Lingyun Sect, at this time Yu Yi must have no corpse, and his soul flies away.

And Ling Yunzong is just guarding Yu Yi mentally? Jian Yixin didn't believe it.

The substitute puppet is Qiongling's most proud and brilliant work, and everyone can die for the owner under the dispersal of immortals, and protect the owner from worry.

They would not sit back and watch Yu Yi recognize the Lord, otherwise Na Qu Xirong would not suggest that Yu Yi stay until the day of his parents' death when Yu Yi was preparing to recognize the Lord five days ago.

If the replacement puppet is taken away, it would be the beginning of their bullying Yu Yi. It is conceivable that after being knocked out by the bone sucking bones and getting no more benefits, what will be the end of Yu Yi...

When did Yu Yi let herself recognize the Lord? Jian Yixin pressed her lips, feeling a little urgent.

She can accept the failure of her mission, but when she thinks that her failure will inevitably be accompanied by Qing Lu's death in this small world, Jian Yixin is unwilling to fail.

She can only believe in Qing Lu, who has grown up in this world for more than ten years and is still a naive little girl, Xiao Yuyi.

Yu Yi cleans up the puppets, and Hetong delivers the delicacies.

Many immortal cultivators have already bigu, but Yu Yi is now a mortal, and he cannot lack three meals a day.

She had no appetite, even a little anorexia, but she still cleaned up the food one by one.

She needs to maintain her physical condition.

For this reason, Yu Yi went to bed for a nap. She slept for a while and was awakened by a loud noise.

Someone called her from outside the formation, her voice was very familiar, it was Qu Xirong.

Come happily.

Qu Xirong was still yelling outside, as if she was afraid that Yu Yi, a mortal, could not hear her. Yu Yi stepped off the bed leisurely, and even drank some nectar to moisturize her throat.

Qu Xirong stood calmly outside the formation for a long time, before Yu Yi came out.

Not to mention the courtyard and pavilions, Dai Yuanfeng didn't even have a tree to shelter from the wind and rain. Except for the rich aura from the gathering of spirit stone veins, Dai Yuanfeng was like a bald mountain that nobody wanted.

Qu Xirong looked at Dai Yuanfeng, who could have belonged to her family but was dominated by Yu Yi, and then looked at the formation that isolated her, and her heart hated Yu Yi more and more.

Finally, expecting a figure to come out of the big formation, Qu Xirong stepped forward:

"Yu Yi, why did you start the big formation?"

"Why did the elder sister have time to look for me? Didn't I just say that I can't be free in the morning?" Yu Yi said with a surprised look, and then looked at the big array behind him, "This is made by my mother herself. I think of living with Daddy. Dongfu, open a mother-in-law formation, it is considered that they will accompany me together."

Why was her mouth full of deaths, Qu Xirong was disdainful, her parents were dead, but Yu Yi was still a young child. Really naive.

But it's a good thing that she is not growing up, but she shouldn't have opened the formation today. Thinking of the elders who had come back from feathers, Qu Xirong said in an educational tone:

"You live in the Lingyun Sect, and it is perfectly safe to have a large sect array to protect you. Wouldn't it be impossible to trust your family when you open an array? It hurts the sympathy."

Qu Xirong paused and rebuked: "Moreover, the consumption of spirit stones in this formation is not much worse than that of the Zongmen Great Formation. Don't be so extravagant and wasteful!"

Yu Yi blinked, her eyes clear:

"Senior Sister, I never go to Qingyuntang to collect monthly salaries. I only use the spirit stone veins that my father left me."

"Those spirit stones too--" Qu Xirong's words stopped abruptly, unsustainable.

"So what?" Yu Yiqin asked with a smile.

So what? Of course, in Qu Xirong’s eyes, sooner or later the spirit stone left by her parents will belong to the Qu family. Qu Xirong has long regarded Dai Yuanfeng, her parents’ relics and everything she owns as part of her pocket. Things.

That's why she can be so confident and ask herself why she wasted "her spirit stone".

Yu Yi concealed his expression with the help of the crane cloak movement, and said:

"However, Sister Sister made a reasonable point and opened a formation for nothing. I didn't do it properly."

"I thought about it." Yu Yi chuckled and clapped her hands. "When the puppet recognizes the master three days later, if there is a mother's puppet with me from time to time, this formation can naturally be closed."

"Senior Sister, is this great?"

Yu Yi smiled freely, but Qu Xirong was very angry, but what can she say?

Before coming here, my father also told me to be careful not to arouse Yu Yi’s vigilance. I didn’t want her to come here in person, and she couldn’t even enter the cave, let alone watch the puppets, and was blocked by Yu Yi’s words. Mouth.

Speaking of this, Qu Xirong had no choice but to nod her head and had to say something to praise Yu Yi. In the end, she repeated the statement countless times:

"You don't have a cultivation base now. The puppet's recognition of the Lord is quite risky for you. If you can't say you will run out of blood, you must wait until three days later. My father and the elders of the sect will gather together to protect the law for you, understand?"

Yu Yi nodded and smiled without any thought, as pure as ice and snow on Mount Daiyuan:

"I know about life-critical matters, so don't worry, Senior Sister."

Qian Yuyi didn't dare to take her life seriously, and she didn't know anything. Qu Xirong thought about it and didn't miss it, so she perfunctory Yuyi and went back to her father.

Three days later, there is still some planning, this unique substitute puppet, how can this half-sacred weapon give Yu Yi a substitute.

She is a waste, how cheap is her life.

After Qu Xirong left, Yu Yi walked back to the cave mansion wearing a crane cloak and stepping on the icy snow.

After falling asleep, she was confronted by Qu Xirong again. She was full of energy, and even her mind was very excited and clear.

She came to the puppet again.

Yu Yi peeled off half of the puppet's vestments to reveal the position of the heart, and then laid the puppet flat on the bed.

How could she move her hands and feet to Qu Jiashi again.

She hummed the little tune her mother often hummed, and picked a delicate silver knife from the storage bracelet.

There is no big difference between recognizing the master puppet and recognizing other magical artifacts, and Huang Yuyi still needs blood.

It's just that there is no blood in the puppet's body. She has to use the master's blood in all of her body.

For the immortal cultivator, as long as he doesn't move his essence and blood, it's okay to empty his blood, but Yu Yi can't.

What's more troublesome is that her meridians are broken, and she can't even use high-grade pill. You can only use something that is not influential. Otherwise, her aura will be too strong and she will burst and die.

He almost emptied his blood and couldn't swallow a good pill to protect the capital. This recognition of the master was indeed extremely dangerous for Yu Yi, and he would die if he didn't catch it.

But at this time, Yu Yi, how could he put his fate in the hands of the enemy again because he was afraid of death.

Yu Yi took a few non-flowing Peixue pills and put them under the tongue, put the silver knife on the arm, and scraped the thin skin with the blade.

Cold, sharp, and with a little effort, it can pierce the porcelain-white skin, revealing a tender red texture, and a steady stream of blood will eagerly rush out.

Yu Yi couldn't help licking her lips.

Her eyes blurred, and a faint flush appeared on her face.

She puts her thoughts into reality.

The silver-white tip of the knife stood on the arm, like a moving ice-cold star frost, making a five-inch-long hole in the white and delicate forearm.

She stared at the wound and waited for a while.

Bloodstains quickly seeped out from the extremely thin and long knife edge, like the monster juice spilling out from under the snow, quickly surging up, and winding down the forearm, a trace of sweetness appeared.

Yu Yi looked blankly, flipped her forearm and raised it above the puppet.

Tick, tick, the sound becomes denser.

At first it still fell drop by drop.

Yu Yi was dissatisfied, so he drew the knife deeper and cut his wrist, which was satisfied.

She saw the blood all fall to the puppet's heart and was instantly sucked in.

There is no hindrance, nothing left, and even a bit of greed and desire.

"All for you." Yu Yi said softly.

The more you give, the more.

Yu Yi's lips had no color, her mind was dizzy, and her body was weak.

"Isn't it enough." The time was almost right. She ate the blood pill one by one, and even teased the puppet, "Really greedy."

However, as the puppet absorbed more, the puppet's face gradually became rosy, as if he had absorbed all of Yu Yi's remaining good looks.

Looking at her like this, Yu Yi thought that if this puppet was not to his liking, she would really be at a loss, and she could only take down her good materials and repay the torture she suffered today.

Peixue pills have eaten the last one.

This pill grade is not good, and it is still a panacea when used on mortal bodies. It can protect Yu Yi from death, but it is only immortal.

Yu Yi couldn't stop the blackness in front of her eyes.

She was carrying it only by the mind of her heart.

She was sure she could hold it.

Yu Yi bit through the tip of her tongue hard, and her mind became clearer.

She looked at her red-skinned forearm and turned her flesh, her eyes were fierce, and she was about to tear the knife apart.

She stretched out her hand and was about to move. In the corner of her eye, the puppet opened her eyes, and directly and accurately cast her gaze on herself.

The puppet on the couch, a golden red vestment, faded to the waist, revealing a white and graceful body. From the shoulders to the waist, the curve fell smoothly and slipped into the dress room.

On the body, there are traces of red jade, flowing along the meridian to her limbs and hundreds of skeletons, densely woven like branches, red and white, and there is a strange beauty.

Yu Yi fixed her eyes, she hadn't drained her blood yet, did the puppet successfully recognize the Lord?

She didn't have time to think about it, the next moment, the puppet got up from the couch and hugged herself into her arms.

Act carefully.

"I woke up."

The puppet's hand held Yu Yi's blood-stained arm, and condensed his wounds with spells.

Her hands are warm and soft.

The puppet's voice was as soft as a sigh, and he held himself tighter:

"You can rest."