Walking aimlessly, Ji Qing's thoughts drifted far away, but he could always keep up with the footsteps of the ghost. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Not to mention anything else, just talking about Ji Qing's lost sense of pain and touch gave her a headache, and she counted the time with a cold face, and there were still seven days to go.

It's really grinding tight.

However, even so, Ji Qing didn't have any good ideas, so he had to wait.

Thinking like this, unconsciously Ji Qing followed the ghost right to the residence.

It's still the remote house that Ji woke up to see when he came.

"Here we are." Ghost Right said, stopping and looking at Ji Qing.

Ji Qing nodded naturally, and didn't say anything to stimulate the ghost. But I was a little surprised that the ghost brought her back here.

This remote cottage is made of wood, and the surrounding area is pleasant and empty. Although it is not as good as Ji Qing's Shui Xuju on the Forgetting Peak, it is not much worse, and it is precisely because of this that Ji Qing is surprised.

She is not a distinguished guest of the Demon Realm, but a righteous monk who has been kidnapped, although this righteous monk has no consciousness of being hijacked at all.

The hand in Ji Qing's sleeve clenched into a fist, and the smell of blood spread quickly, but Ji Qing didn't feel it at all.

What happened after Yuanyu's death?

The cold and delicate face became terrifying, and the godless dark green eyes under the black ribbon seemed to be dyed with the bright red flames in the bronze ding, unwilling to resent, but it was a fleeting thing.

The gaze of the ghost on the side fell on Ji Qing's hand, and the gentle smile that had been evoked gradually faded, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

Ruohan's three disciples?

The ghost right turned his head and hid the expression on his face.

Ruohan three disciples, but that's it.

After a thousand years, there are only Ruohan and his three disciples, and they are still in decline after all.

The sun and the moon change, who can stop it, the ignorant world is just a funny object in the way of heaven, I'm afraid it's not even a human being.

But it is precisely in this way that there are people who cultivate immortals and people who cultivate demons, they just want to earn this thousand-year life span with the Heavenly Dao, and earn the word destiny.

In the final analysis, they are no different from the worldly people who chase fame and fortune, they are not as good as the worldly people, at least they will not suppress their emotions as people, and the people who cultivate immortals even discard their emotions in order to achieve the immortal path.

It is precisely like this that the ghost right has no good impression of the righteous path monk except for the Forgetful Sword Dao, and of course he doesn't have much affection for the Forgetful Sword Dao monk, otherwise Ji Qing would not be here.

The ghost right sighed, and his eyes fell on Ji Qing, who was unsteady in breath, again.

"It's really troublesome."

The aria-like tone abruptly fell into the space that was dead the moment before when the grass was still growing and the warbler was flying the next.

But that's not what the ghost thinks in his heart.

It's really troublesome, what can such a person do in life.

Probably this is what the ghost right thinks in his heart.

The black ** qi surged, slowly and quickly towards Ji Qing, but when he was about to touch it, he lost his goal.

Ji Qing avoided it, without a trace of hesitation.

Just ask a righteous path monk who has just suppressed the bloody murderous aura in his heart, how can he not avoid it when he sees the demonic qi.

"What do you do?" Ji Qing frowned defensively.

The ghost has a gentle smile on his right face again, and his upright posture has a bit of an elegant boy's taste, of course, the premise is to ignore the cold demonic aura.

"It's kind of present." Ghost right way.

I didn't fall into the reputation of the Forgetful Sword Dao, but after thinking about it carefully, the three disciples of the Forgetful Peak actually had a demon, and the ghost couldn't help but gloat, if Ruohan knew, he didn't know what kind of expression he had.

Ji Qing snorted coldly and replied to the ghost: "You don't need to comment on what it looks like." ”

Hearing this, the ghost right nodded and replied, "This is reasonable." ”

Strange in his heart, Ji Qing thought that this person should have taken the wrong medicine, so he didn't pay much attention to it, and went straight to the house.

The Demon Realm seems to be a group of Qinggao hermits who don't care about external objects, whether it is the Demon Cave or this small house, there is not too much decoration, or maybe Ji Qing, the captive, is not worthy of the high hall compound, and is only worthy of this small residence outside the mountain, or maybe it is so remote that it is just to avoid Ji Qing's more contact with the Demon Realm.

However, after thinking about it, Ji Qing still couldn't understand what the demon cultivator was doing, and it would be nice if he could know what happened after Senior Brother Yuanyu died.

Ji Qing sighed and said, "Are you so afraid that I will escape?" ”

Ji Qing swept it with his divine sense, there was not a trace of people in a radius of thousands of miles, and he put her, a righteous monk, here like this, whether he took a fancy to her or didn't care about her life or death.

This doubt, the words of the ghost right solved it for Ji Qing.

The ghost right said, "If you want to escape, you can try it, lest you have nothing to do." ”

Even these things were thought of for her, which really made Ji Qing not know how to react.

The ghost right said again: "There is a cold Tan on the left, the water spiritual power is very strong, you can go and cultivate." There is a cave on the right, and you can open the formation during the retreat. ”

The ghost right said that he threw Ji Qing a jade slip, which was a jade slip that could control the formation.

Ji Qing took it, but her mood was not very good, she was really flattered by the arrangement of the demon cultivator, and she really thought she was his woman if she didn't know!

However, Ji Qing didn't think that the Demon Cultivator would be so kind.

Ji Qing asked directly: "What do you want me to do?" ”

There is no good thing in the world to drop pies, and no one will bet you to eat pies for nothing, there is no conspiracy, so it is called a strange thing.

Sure enough, the ghost replied: "I will come again in ten days, and you must stand in front of me soberly at that time." ”

Ji Qing frowned, not knowing what to think.

The ghost right doesn't care, in the demon world, you have to listen to his words as a demon cultivator.

The bloody demonic qi filled the entire space in an instant, and there was no pain on Ji Qing's body, but there was fear in his soul, and there seemed to be a red light trembling slightly in the depths of the sea of consciousness.

Taking a step back, Ji Qing lowered her head, fear occupied her mind, but if her eyes were not blind, the dark green eyes at this time were afraid to be extremely bright.

There was not a trace of dull pain in his body, and the fear that his soul couldn't control, but Ji Qing could feel the red light in the sea of knowledge, it was a heart demon, Ji Qing had never felt the existence of the heart demon so directly.

Is she aware of a forgotten memory?

Why, what the hell does the demon world want her to do?

Ji Qing thought about it, and the voice of the ghost right also sounded.

"Yes."

The gentle tone came, Ji Qing raised his head, and the forbearance on his cold and broken delicate face was clearly seen by the ghost.

Ji Qing only said one word: "Get out!" ”

The ghost right smiled, instantly withdrew his demonic energy, raised his eyebrows and glanced at Ji Qing, and then walked out leisurely.

One step, two steps, three steps, and it wasn't until a hundred steps that the ghost right looked back at Ji Qing.

Just saw the straight back of the cold female sword, and Ji Qing's black ribbon looked a little lonely in this open place, but it was more of a stubbornness.

It seemed that nothing could break her with such a person.

The ghost right who was immersed in his thoughts couldn't see a thoughtful smile on Ji Qing's lips.

Similarly, Ji Qing, who lost his eyes, couldn't see it with his divine sense alone, the weird smile on the right side of the ghost's mouth and his eyes full of cruel nostalgia.

The world is vast, no one wants to be a praying mantis, and no one wants to be a yellow finch. (To be continued.) )