The more the fairy suffers, the greater my cultivation will be

The king was in trouble.

"Your Majesty, this..."

The Taoist Wuwei wanted to say something but stopped. He frowned and a trace of entanglement flashed in his eyes.

He originally wanted to spend money to get rid of the disaster so that Qin Shou could leave here quickly, so as not to ruin their subsequent plans.

However, the empress was so stubborn that she had to deal with Qin Shou, so he had no choice but to obey the order.

Taoist Wuwei suddenly changed his usual gentle expression, opened his eyes wide, and said sternly: "Fellow Daoist Qin, surrender obediently, I don't want to embarrass you! As long as you lend the seed to His Majesty, I will let His Majesty spare your life!"

Qin Shou stood there, shook his head helplessly, his hair moving with the wind.

"You are borrowing the seed? You obviously want my life!"

"Fellow Daoist Qin, your life in exchange for hundreds of years of peace in the Great Qin Empire is your blessing! This is a great thing!"

The eyes of Taoist Wuwei were fanatical, and the eyes were so hot that they seemed to ignite the air around them.

He clenched his hands tightly, and his body trembled slightly. For the empire, he had already decided to give everything he had, even his soul.

"Psychopath!"

Qin Shou frowned and looked at Wuwei with disgust.

He had no good feelings towards this kind of fanatics who were almost like religions.

After cursing, Qin Shou no longer wanted to continue to deal with them.

He looked up at the remnant cloud in the sky, thinking about going back to meet Song Zhixue as soon as possible.

While Qin Shou was stunned, Taoist Wuwei secretly sent a message to Zhao Rou: "Your Majesty, this white flame is very strange. You should quickly take this black ball into your body, cover it on the surface of your body, and then use spiritual power to form a membrane to isolate the flame!"

Zhao Rou, who received the message, looked at the part of the flame still burning on the surface of the black ball, and was still frightened.

If Taoist Wuwei had not appeared in time to save her, she would have been swallowed up by the raging flames.

She did not dare to hesitate for a moment, and obediently followed Taoist Wuwei's instructions and began to try to take the black ball back into her body.

The black ball instantly turned into a pool of black mucus, slowly sticking to Zhao Rou's jade-like skin and gorgeous and exquisite robes.

The mucus seemed to have life, crawling on her body flexibly.

Soon, the black liquid crawled all over Zhao Rou's body, and in an instant, a strong spiritual power fluctuation shook out like a surging wave.

Under the impact of this powerful wave, the strange fire was shaken to the ground, and as the spiritual power was gradually exhausted, it slowly extinguished, leaving only wisps of light smoke rising.

At this moment, a set of black armor appeared on Zhao Rou's body, tightly wrapped around her enchanting body, perfectly fitting, like a tailor-made tights, outlining her figure more gracefully.

A ghost mask also formed on her face, the mask was extremely hideous, with exposed fangs, and fierce eyes, firmly protecting her face.

"This..." Zhao Rou raised her hand in shock, gently stroking the hard armor on her arm, her fingertips touching the cold and hard texture.

Her beautiful eyes widened, she never expected that this black ball could have such an amazing hidden ability.

"Your Majesty, how do you feel?"

Taoist Wuwei asked carefully, his eyes full of concern and expectation.

"I feel very good!"

Zhao Rou clenched her fists, and could clearly feel that her strength had greatly increased.

It was written in the book that a foundation-building cultivator could lift 10,000 pounds, and she thought that she should be able to do it at this moment!

Suddenly, a doubt surged in Zhao Rou's heart, "Master Wuwei, why is there no such move in the skills that the demon cultivator gave me?"

Taoist Wuwei's eyes flickered, and he said carelessly: "Maybe Your Majesty, you missed it."

"Really?" Zhao Rou frowned and recalled the skills she saw at the beginning. She thought that there was no possibility of missing it!

Taoist Wuwei saw this scene, fearing that Zhao Rou would think too much, he quickly raised his finger and pointed at Qin Shou, shouting anxiously: "Your Majesty, while the power of the Blood Spirit Pill has not been exhausted, it is the top priority to quickly capture this person!!"

This finger instantly interrupted Zhao Rou's thoughts.

It is important to capture Qin Shou first, otherwise when the Blood Spirit Pill loses its effect, she will be like fish on the chopping board - she can only be slaughtered!

Qin Shou came back to his senses, looking at Zhao Rou in black armor, the corner of his mouth couldn't help but twitch, secretly complaining in his heart: I just looked up at the sky, and in a blink of an eye, this damn, the Armor Warrior has come out?

After a brief moment of surprise, Qin Shou's eyes slowly moved up from Zhao Rou's slender legs, stayed on her chest for a few seconds, and then jumped to the black mask.

This... why does this mask look so familiar?

The figures of Long and Ying immediately emerged in his mind. The two demon cultivators followed him closely at the beginning, and they wanted to capture him in exchange for the bounty!

Could it be that the sect behind Long and Ying has something to do with Zhao Rou?

Just as Qin Shou was still thinking, Zhao Rou bent her legs slightly, kicked hard, and "teng" turned into a swift black shadow and shot up.

A small fist wrapped in armor, wrapped in a sharp wind, hit Qin Shou's chest directly.

Its speed was so fast that Qin Shou almost failed to react. Fortunately, he subconsciously used the spirit shield to barely block the thundering blow.

"Bang!" A dull collision sound rang out.

"Ka-ka-ka"

Accompanied by a sound like glass breaking.

Qin Shou's pupils suddenly contracted. After all, the spiritual shield he had supported with the strength of the peak of foundation building was easily broken by this seemingly light punch!

After the small fist broke through the spiritual shield, it continued to rush forward without any stagnation, and hit Qin Shou's chest directly.

At this moment, time seemed to slow down a lot. Qin Shou and Zhao Rou were less than ten centimeters apart, staring into each other's eyes.

Qin Shou was very familiar with Zhao Rou's firm and stubborn eyes, which were exactly the same as Zhao Linger's!

He couldn't help but recall the look in Zhao Linger's eyes when she was under him that night.

It was also so stubborn!

"Zhao Linger." A name blurted out from Qin Shou's mouth.

When this voice that seemed to come from the sky came out, the surrounding atmosphere seemed to stagnate.

Zhao Rou's body trembled violently, and the fist that was originally swung out with a sharp wind suddenly stopped, as if it was cast under a spell.

The murderous intent that permeated her body also subsided a little at this moment.

The two stood facing each other, their eyes met in mid-air, as if two lightning bolts collided and intertwined.

"You actually know Ling'er?"

Zhao Rou frowned, with a bit of urgency and suspicion in her beautiful eyes, and asked sternly.

The urgency contained in that voice seemed to swallow Qin Shou whole.

"Of course I know! I am her..."

Qin Shou originally wanted to say that he was her man, but then he thought that the night he and Zhao Ling'er had was at most a transaction... Besides, that night did not break Zhao Ling'er's chastity.

She was still a perfect virgin.

Qin Shou paused, narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he was considering his words, and continued to answer: "Ling'er and I are from the same sect, I am her senior brother!"

"You are her senior brother? Then where is she!"

Zhao Rou shouted anxiously. After more than a year, she finally found out Zhao Ling'er's whereabouts again, and she was a little excited.

She saw her delicate body trembling slightly, and her lotus steps moved quickly, leaning forward a few steps.

Her beautiful eyes flickered, and it was a complex expression mixed with expectation, anxiety and desire, as if if she didn't get an answer in the next moment, she would tear the person in front of her apart.

Qin Shou moved back a few steps and kept a certain distance from the empress.

After all, this woman was staring at him and wanted to suck him dry!

And the three words Zhao Ling'er just said just now were just a test.

Judging from all the signs before, Qin Shou had always been full of suspicion and deeply suspected that Zhao Rou and Zhao Ling'er were related!

As for what the relationship was, he was not quite clear.

I just took this rare opportunity to ask for clarification.

If they are really a family, then it would be best to turn hostility into friendship and avoid many troubles and disputes.