Tao Zhizuo's hand was good to die, and she was demoted to the lower realm, Xia Qian knew her next move, and passed a message to the night of the underworld, and she was entertained by Haosheng, and a few days later, it was not the night that sent her a message, but Pei Wenxiang, and she packed the ticket and said: "Absolutely no problem." Xia Qian was relieved. For the second half of her thoughts, she said a lot of things, telling her not to be hurt, to practice hard, and to laugh over.

Meditating and cultivating, day after day, the days passed quickly, without Tao Zhi coming to interfere, Xia Qian finally broke through the out-of-body period, stepped into the Mahayana period, and was one step closer to ascension.

On this day, Si Qinghan came to the door of the fairy cave with a heavy face, and when she had been for a while, after Xia Qian woke up from the retreat, he hurriedly greeted him and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

"Master, three days later, the apprentice will be defeated." Si Qinghan was a little disappointed in his words, after he confirmed that Xia Qian was his master, he wanted the two of them to stay a little longer, but he didn't expect that the catastrophe would come so quickly, and he didn't know when he would be able to meet.

"Isn't that good?" Xia Qian chuckled, feeling very satisfied in his heart.

"But," he closed his eyes a little irritably, and tried his best to suppress the emotion in his heart that even he couldn't understand, and finally turned into a sigh.

After a long time, he slowly spoke: "Master, when you become a god, can we master and apprentice be happy together?" ”

Surprised that he was struggling to ask a question like this, Xia Qian smiled and responded.

"Okay."

Three days later, there were a lot of people in Penglai Immortal Mountain, and the elders of each peak came to see off Si Qinghan, the scene was huge, fortunately Penglai was a vast land, otherwise it would really not be able to squeeze the disciples up and down the door, and even Lin Yao, who had not seen him for a long time, and Mu Jianchen also came, even if Si Qinghan didn't treat them very well.

As his apprentice, Xia Qian stood not far away, looking up at the sky, dark clouds were thick, thunder rumbled, this calamity was hundreds of times more difficult than the immortal tribulation, she was a little worried, and her eyes stayed on Si Qinghan for a long time. He seemed to sense her gaze, turned his head to look, and the two of them understood in their hearts, and smiled similarly.

In the eyes of others, their master and apprentice were nothing more than saying goodbye, but Lin Yao felt that Xia Qian was becoming more and more like a person, and as for who it was, she couldn't remember.

One thunder, two thunders, countless thunders fell from the sky, thick as a baby's arm, each time more powerful than the last, Si Qinghan's strength also reached its peak, and he was very handy at dealing with the divine tribulation, and he dissipated those roaring thunderbolts with one palm, and he didn't take them into account at all.

After about an hour, the thunderclouds gradually dispersed, and the Great Perfection of his cultivation emitted a golden light from all over his body, making it impossible to look directly at his light, and he was leaving. Si Qinghan could feel that the heavens were calling him, this heaven and earth did not allow him to stop one more step, he slowly turned around, opened his lips to the position where someone was standing, and said something silently.

The center of Penglai Immortal Mountain emitted a golden light that reached the sky, as bright as day, the whole mountain was shrouded in golden light, and the original aura was abundant and the air was a little richer, which made people envious of such a good place.

Si Qinghan turned into a god and left, Penglai Immortal Mountain was left with her alone to cultivate, without worrying about anything, getting rid of a qiē distracting thoughts, she successfully broke through the Mahayana period again in just a few decades, and stepped into the tribulation period, but after that, no matter how much she cultivated, she couldn't take a step forward, perhaps, this was the restriction of the task on her.

Now, her cultivation has long surpassed that of the master, but the head of the sect has retreated several times but has not been able to break through the Mahayana, and has stayed there, consciously facing the children in the door without face, escaping into the empty gate, handing over the affairs of the head to the elders of the other peaks, and there is no news again. As for Tao Zhi, according to Pei Wenxiang, she was unwilling to be a mortal, but without the spiritual root of cultivating immortals, she embarked on the path she had taken in her previous life and chose to cultivate demons.

However, the road of cultivating demons this time is dangerous, and she is not as fast as in her previous life to absorb the blood of others and cultivate for her own advancement, the most unfortunate thing is that she was taken by a ruthless blood demon who took a fancy to her appearance, arrested her, gouged out her eyes, cut off her nose, made a demon, and obeyed her master's orders for the rest of her life.

What does it mean to have your own mind without the freedom of life? Xia Qian fell lightly from the sky like a feather on the canopy, looked into the distance, and sighed softly, "It's time to go." ”

The countdown to the screen ended, and her figure vanished into the air in a flash of light, silent.

Back in the space, Xia Qian slowly opened his eyes, thinking that he would see a place that was still dark, but this time it was a little different, a warm light sprinkled above the god, and at this moment he was half-leaning on the chair, his eyes were closed, and he seemed to be asleep.

Do the gods want to sleep too? A stupid question flashed through her mind, and she laughed a little when she thought about it. She counted silently in her heart for a long time, but he still showed no signs of waking up, and it seemed that he was really asleep, so she grew up to walk over, and only at this time did she dare to do so.

She tiptoed, for fear that he would hear the footsteps, and her breathing eased a little.

The person in front of him, no, is a god, and he really rebels against the sky, and he is like a demon. A black hair is untied and untied behind him, smooth and smooth like fine silk satin, and his skin is fairer than snow, as if slightly exuding a silver white glow. On weekdays, the whole person emits a kind of king aura that is mighty in the world, and at this moment, his eyes are slightly closed, and there is a slight smile on his face that has not changed for thousands of years, I don't know what interesting things I dreamed of, and his long and thick eyelashes trembled slightly from time to time, which was very good-looking.

"If you look better than a woman, how can you live?" Xia Qian smiled helplessly, feeling more and more that his heart was seduced by his face, and he involuntarily stretched out his right hand, wanting to touch his impeccable face.

"I'm sorry about that." Qianliu, who had just woken up, had a slightly hazy gaze, and after seeing that it was Xia Qian, she focused on her hand that was stopped in mid-air, her expression was a little teasing, and she couldn't help but smile lightly.

"You, you're awake." Xia Qian hurriedly hid his hand and put it behind his back, pretending to greet in a relaxed tone.

"Well," Chiryu sat on the chair in such a lazy posture, with her right elbow propped up on the edge of the chair, holding her cheeks, smiling a lot, it was rare to see her show a panicked expression in front of him, there had been several missions to meet, no matter how close he was with her, after all, it was through a layer of impenetrable screens.

Xia Qian's embarrassment attacked, she didn't know how to take the next sentence, and she had a lot of experience getting along with men when she did tasks, but why did she stutter like this in front of him, as if she had done something wrong, her face was red and her heart was beating, and she had difficulty breathing, as if she was in love.

Such a thought flashed in her mind, she was suddenly stunned, she couldn't believe how she could think of this, and immediately denied it, how could she like God, they are people from different worlds, just like shemales fall in love, there are few good endings, and if there is, it is only stored in zài novels.

Xia Qian, who was originally full of energy, suddenly hung his head and drooped his head. Qianliu on the side looked at her expression suspiciously, the speed of the woman turning her face was faster than turning the book, the sky was clear a second ago, and now it was dark clouds, and she was worried about something.

"If you're tired, it's okay to rest here for a while." Qianliu casually called a chaise longue out, the style imitated the court furniture of a certain dynasty carved exquisitely, and a layer of soft collapse was paved on it, which looked particularly comfortable and soft.

"No, I want to continue the mission." Xia Qian suppressed the reluctance in her heart, although she wanted to go over and sit there with him and chat, but she couldn't forget that she was just a mortal, a lonely ghost, and she didn't deserve to stand next to him at all, he was too dazzling, and she needed to put in more effort if she wanted to stand side by side with him.

Her fingers slid quickly through the mall interface, there were enough points to buy a lot of things, but the right things had high points and were scary, so she had to sigh. When she was engrossed in browsing, Qianliu, who was sitting in the chair, looked a little gloomy, and invited to sit with her, such a small thing could not be achieved, it was better to knead her in the task, is it because his appearance blocked the distance between the two?

If he knew Xia Qian like this, she would definitely blame herself, she didn't dare to get too close to him, not because she thought of his appearance, but because of the influence that could not be dispersed in her heart, and then the difference between the identities of the two of them was too great. She couldn't climb high.

"In that case, then for the next mission, you should have a good rest." Qianliu said slowly, his tone was not slow or urgent, his voice was pleasant and beautiful, and it was very comfortable to listen to.

"Thank you so much, Lord God." Hearing his words, Xia Qian raised his head happily and met his gaze.

"A thousand streams." There was a hint of meaning in his eyes, and he couldn't catch any information quickly.

“？” She looked puzzled.

"Chiryu," he repeated, "my name." ”

"Oh-" Xia Qian suddenly realized, and unexpectedly heard these two words turned out to be the name of Lord God, and whispered in her mouth: "Qianliu~" A good name, the pronunciation is good, and a flush was quickly imprinted on her cheeks, but this name seemed to have been heard there, she racked her brains and thought about it, after a long time, she had forgotten it.

After doing the task for a long time, some things, some people, began to fade away, undoubtedly not to remind her, she was just a passerby in their lives, leaving no traces, and unable to fulfill someone's wishes.

Even so, she had to keep going.

The countdown ended, and a bright light disappeared into space. Chiryu looked at the direction in which she had disappeared, thought thoughtfully, and then turned into a ray of light and disappeared in place.