CHAPTER XLV

Finally found Qu Ying, Qu Ying is Qu Xiao's sister, Qu Xiao's sister is twenty years old, and he also takes special care of this sister. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

Qu Ying only complained in front of him about Qiao Yinlan's no, Qu Xiao wanted to avenge his sister, in the early years, he got a mask that could transform anyone's face, and he would not be easily detected. Therefore, Qu Xiao transformed into the face of a new disciple of Qingyu Peak and mixed into the game, he was familiar with the formation on the playing field, and he wanted to teach the person who bullied his sister how it could be a simple lesson, so before the game, he used the formation on the competition field, not only succeeded, but also did not arouse suspicion.

After finding out the cause of the incident, Qu Ying was naturally locked up for the first time, but the central figure of this matter, Qiao Yinlan has not woken up yet, more than half a month has passed in a blink of an eye, and the sect disciples' sect competition is over, but Qiao Yinlan is still not awake.

Ni Si is an alchemist, and he has also been the main disciple of Danding Peak for several years, every time he comes to see Qiao Yinlan, he brings some high-grade elixirs, but Qiao Yinlan just doesn't wake up after taking the pills for a long time.

"There is nothing abnormal about the pulse of the little junior sister." Ni Si gently put down Qiao Yinlan's hand, with a puzzled expression, it stands to reason that Qiao Yinlan should have woken up early, the injuries on her body have gradually healed, and her pulse is not abnormal, but she is still in a coma, and she is a little puzzled.

Song Qing sat on the chair next to him and meditated, he listened to Ni Si's flirtatious words, but he was thinking in his heart, if the master was here, there might be a way to cure the senior sister.

"Sister Lan hasn't woken up yet?" When Qiao Xihong came in, she saw Ni Si flirting there, and she was busy seeing it, "Qiao Xihong has seen Senior Brother Ni." Senior Brother Ni, how is my sister Lan's condition? When will I wake up? ”

Ni Si said with a smile on his face as usual, "Senior Sister Qiao doesn't have to be so polite. Turning his head to look at Qiao Yinlan, who was still unconscious, he shook his head, "There is no abnormality in the pulse, but if you don't wake up, Ni is not good at learning and art, if the second master is here, there is a way." ”

"Senior Brother Ni doesn't have to be relieved, Sister Lan will be fine."

Qiao Xifei glanced at the door, and saw that Qiao Yinlan was still not awake, and turned around and left without speaking.

Pure white, you can't see the world or the ground, you can't see anything except pure white, Qiao Yinlan doesn't know how she got here, at first she thought that the dark purple figure meditating in pure white was herself, but later found that she had no entity in it, as if she could see all this with just a pair of eyes.

And in the pure white, the dark purple figure looks exactly like her, it can be said that she grew up, and in the place where 'she' meditated, the dark purple is flowing slowly, as if to dye the pure white around her, but because the flow trend is very slow, so slow that it is not noticeable.

"Who are you?" Qiao Yinlan spoke suspiciously.

The meditative 'she' slowly looked up and looked in her direction accurately, "I am you, and you are me." ”

"Don't make a fuss, it's not fun at all." Qiao Yinlan smiled.

In an instant, she suddenly remembered something, this kind of 'she', she had seen it, when she first entered the Xuanming Sect and crossed the cloud ladder, wasn't this 'she' reaching out to her? Where is this? Why did she see this person again? How can you see the people in your heart?

"One day, you will be me, and I ...... will replace you. "'She' grinned and looked at Qiao Yinlan, like a bewitching Huangquan flower, delicate, for some reason, Qiao Yinlan's mind appeared on the other side of the flower, that is, the appearance of the Huangquan flower.

When the flowers bloom, the leaves fall without a trace, and when the leaves unfold, the flowering period withers.

"No, I'm not going to be you, you're not going to replace me, I'm who I am." Qiao Yinlan kept shaking her head, trying to get rid of the bewitching smile that was imprinted in her mind, "No...... No...... No, you can't become me, and I won't become you, never—" Qiao Yinlan roared with all her might.

"Senior sister, are you awake?" Song Qing heard the voice and hurriedly opened his eyes.

Xiao Hong fluttered her wings and landed beside Qiao Yinlan, and Xiao Huo and her son Xiao Yan hurriedly followed behind her.

Qiao Yinlan looked around with a blank expression, "Little junior brother? I...... Or me? ”

"......" Song Qing frowned and stepped forward, "Senior sister, of course you are still you, is there anything uncomfortable?" Do you feel unwell? ”

Why did he feel that his current senior sister was very fragile, as if she would be shattered with a single blow.

Knowing that Qiao Yinlan woke up, everyone hurriedly came, Ni Si flirted with Qiao Yinlan and found that her injuries had recovered as before, and there was no major problem, but the sword qi was fundamentally injured and still needed to recuperate.

Qiao Yinlan's expression was a little abnormal, not like the spirit of the past, Ni Si thought about it and wanted Qiao Yinlan to rest quietly for a while, and drove everyone out, "Little junior sister, if you have something, call senior brother, you have a good rest first." ”

"Well, thank you, senior brother." Qiao Yinlan's expression was a little hollow, and she followed the voice to look at Ni Si, and then lowered her head in response.

Everyone went out one after another, Song Qing was still a little worried about Qiao Yinlan, he opened his mouth but didn't know what to say, he caused this matter, if it wasn't for his senior sister, he wouldn't be injured, and he wouldn't be hated and calculated.

"You guys go out too, I want to be alone for a while." Qiao Yinlan glanced at Xiaohong and the three of them.

Xiaohong and Xiaohuo glanced at each other, and walked out with Xiaoyan, and Qiao Yinlan was the only one left in the room in an instant, staring at the window blankly for a long time.

You're going to be me, and I'm ...... will replace you-

Qiao Yinlan suddenly had a headache, thinking of the pure white place, if it was really like what 'she' said, she would become 'her'.

So, is the consequence that she will be replaced now, no, it is impossible, she has survived in this world, she is used to the clumsy care of her handsome father, she is used to having relatives like her little junior brother, and she is used to life here.

"System, she's your master, right?" Qiao Yinlan pursed her lips, and the resoluteness in her eyes flashed, so she didn't want to make wedding dresses for others.

I feel that the system is there, but the silence at this time seems to be acquiescing. The existence of that 'she' may not be a coincidence, maybe it was there a long time ago, just waiting for the right time, and this time-

The corners of Qiao Yinlan's lips curved slightly, and she wanted me to cultivate the demon so that she could let you out, but there was no door.

The dark purple airflow on 'her' seen in the pure white place should be demonic energy, and the demonic qi vaguely means to erode somewhere, at least the place under 'her' feet has been dyed ink, and you have to find a chance to drive 'her' out, but it's not clear what the place is, how to do it?

Qiao Yinlan can't tell anyone about this yet, how to say it? Say that there is a demon living in her body, and this demon is herself? The matter is inexplicable in any way.

In the past, Qiao Yinlan thought of Shuai Dad for the first time, but she didn't dare to tell Qiao Zihua about this matter, do you want to say that I am not your daughter, but crossed over, the demon in my body may be your daughter, but she has cultivated demons, do you have a way to drive her out?

It is estimated that Shuai Dad didn't react to this, she went crazy herself, and it seems that she has to find the answer herself.