Half-Tried Deity

"I said, nephew, you think too much." Qi Huan waved her hand. She admitted that she was close to Dongyuan for some reasons, but she was already an adult and knew how to distinguish her feelings, at least now. She didn't like Shang Dongyuan, she simply missed that very similar face.

　　 As for whether she will like Shangdongyuan Qi Huan in the future, she just hopes that she can look at him more before leaving Shushan.

　　 "Whatever you want." I kindly reminded myself, but they didn't appreciate it at all. Lingyunzi snorted and left first.

Qi Huan didn’t mind. She walked towards the guest room. Her original good mood was destroyed by Qing Xiao’s appearance. She was not going to go to the afternoon game. Dongyuan would definitely win anyway. Take this opportunity to have a good sleep.

　　 Shushan’s bed is not as good as that of his own family after all, Qi Huan didn’t know that he still had a bed love problem. After suffering from insomnia for two nights, she finally decided, anyway, now that she has a storage bag, she will carry the bed with her wherever she goes, and it is convenient to push it on the spot when she meets a handsome guy. Of course, just think about it, even if the handsome guy lets her Push, she doesn't necessarily have the courage.

After closing the door, Qi Huan untied her clothes and threw them on the side screen, preparing to undress and go to bed. Suddenly, a slight vibration came from her storage bag. Qi Huan curiously opened the storage bag and found her uncle. The very useful tearing silk that I gave it floated by itself.

　　 Seeing that the tearing hole was getting bigger and bigger, as if it could fill the whole house, Qi Huan hurriedly made a plan to stop it. Because Tear Kong Ling hadn't been sacrificed before, her technique was useless at all, and that thing was still expanding.

　　 "What should I do?" Qi Huan was squeezed into the corner, holding short hair with both hands, anxious, "Ah, yes, why am I so stupid." What else can I think of, just don't just practice directly.

　　 Qi Huan stretched out ten fingers to look around, and finally picked the index finger of the middle right hand. She was cruel and bit down. The pain was painful, but there was no bleeding.

　　 I have another bite, and it hasn't come out yet. The last bite finally broke a hole, but the blood on the finger was not as strong as she imagined. It was because she managed to squeeze it out.

　　After the blood dripped on the tearing silk, it finally stabilized. Just when Qi Huan thought it was finally okay, it suddenly turned around Qi Huan's body, and Qi Huan was entangled in an instant. At the same time, Qi Huan felt her right hand start to get cold, as if something was flowing downward.

　　 Until she fainted, Qi Huan didn't know that what was flowing down was the blood spurting out of her hand. God knew how the wound that was so small that it couldn't be smaller was how one-fifth of her blood flowed out.

　　 After Qi Huan lost consciousness, with the gradual loss of blood, the Tai Chi diagram that had been lurking in her dantian suddenly and quickly rotated. The subtle thunder and lightning in her odd meridian and eight veins quickly spread all over the body, blocking the torn air and the sacred grid. The two sides confronted each other for a while, and the torn air that had been wrapped around her gradually became smaller, and finally turned into a red cloth strip and fell on Qi Huan's arm, and the lightning disappeared gradually.

　　 In fact, the reason why Qi Huan lost too much blood was completely poisoned by those cultivation novels. It is written in the book that the magic weapon is just a drop of blood. In fact, the blood has to be refined through the pill fire sacrifice, otherwise it is likely to stain the magic weapon. For other magic weapons, if they are contaminated, at most the magic weapons' ability is reduced, and the more serious thing is that the magic weapons are destroyed. But Tear Kong Ling was not a normal magic weapon, as long as it saw the blood, it would rush over until it absorbed the blood. Fortunately, Qi Huan's body is special, otherwise she would have become a mummy right now.

　　 "Master, what's the matter?" The voice of the person who spoke brought some vicissitudes, and it seemed to be an old man.

　　 "I lost the sense of tearing the air." The man's voice was very soft, and his tone was a little disappointing.

　　 "Could it be possible for someone to sacrifice Tear Kongling Ling, how could it be possible?" At the level of Tear Kongling Ling's magic weapon, few people in the cultivation world can successfully practice the sacrifice, and those who have that ability would not care about that thing at all.

　　 "No, there was an idiot who stained it with blood." A strip of white cloth was hooked on the man's slender and white fingers. At first glance, it looked exactly like Tear Kong Ling.

　　 "You leave here first, lest that person finds out, I will find it myself."

　　 "But..."

　　 "The one who just came down is still in retreat. The other small ones can do to me even if they know who I am!" The man snorted and stopped talking.

　　 "Yes, then I will leave first, Master, be careful."

　　 After waiting for the people in the room to leave, the man stared at the cloth on his hand for a while, sighing helplessly, then opened the door and walked out.

As soon as he went out, he found a commotion in the front yard. Lingyunzi was standing in the yard with an ugly face. He also held a pale woman in his arms. The woman was covered with a piece of clothing. A group of Qingyun disciples stood in the yard. . UU reading www. uukanshu. com

After a while, the elder Yuan Hui of Shushan led a group of people into the yard hurriedly. One of the elders with white beard and hair, Tong Yan, hurriedly stepped forward to get his pulse after seeing Qi Huan, and after looking at it for a long time, he let go "It's just that I lost too much blood. I will wake up after a short rest, but the cause of the blood loss is unknown."

　　 "It's fine if it's okay, thank you Brother Yuanzhen." Lingyunzi heard that Qi Huan was okay, and finally relaxed. He just wanted to give Qi Huan some self-defense charms, but he didn't expect to see Qi Huan unconscious after coming.

Except for the small wound on Qi Huan's hand, there is no place on her body where so much blood can flow out, and when Qi Huan lies on the ground, the whole ground is very clean, there is no blood at all, no one understands What the **** is going on.

　　Only the man standing in the distance whispered to himself, "So it was her."

　　 "Junior Brother Mo Ye, you should be on the court in a while." A shout came from not far away.

　　 "Well, Brother Lao." Mo Ye glanced at Qi Huan again, a weird smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and walked towards the stadium. Now that it is easy to handle things with her, they will meet again soon.

　　 "What happened?" In a spacious room in the courtyard of the Kunlun School, Qing Xiao sat cross-legged on the bed with his eyes closed and asked the man in black at the window.

　　 "It seems that something happened to the female apprentice of Xu Kongzi."

　　 "Will it interrupt our plan?" Qing Xiao opened his eyes and frowned.

　　 "It's good and harmless, don't worry, since I promise you, I will do it cleanly and ensure that no one will doubt you." The man smiled, his tone of voice savage.

　　 "That's good." Qing Xiao closed her eyes again with confidence.