Jingli lay crooked on the bed, staring blankly at the roof, fingers clenched.

She's thinking about strange things, is it really that she's thinking too much? In fact, the big girl also said that Panqi's dream is to be a casual cultivator, so maybe Panqi just happened to travel here. However, she couldn't convince herself.

Pan Qi in Jingli's eyes is a person who values affection and righteousness, is honest and strict with himself, he should be a sword cultivator who can't tolerate sand in his eyes. Such a person actually stayed in Xuanyin City for five whole years. How could a person like him tolerate the atmosphere of Xuanyin City?

This city reveals a **** atmosphere that people don't like, and the atmosphere here is incompatible with Panqi's temperament. If it was the Panqi she knew, as soon as she stepped out of the city, she should have turned around and left, but according to Mo Qiu, he had lived here for five years. Why?

Jingli shook her head vigorously, and her head hurt. According to her character, she must ask directly, but she has too many concerns and thinks she is nosy. Cut, she's also meddling with his nosy now.

After a while, as if she suddenly remembered something, she took the achievement out of the spirit beast bag.

Chengcheng was curled up and sleeping, when suddenly the light pierced its eyes, and it quickly stretched out its little paws to block its eyes.

Do? Do? Don't disturb people's sleep. While kicking his calves, he screamed in a milky voice, although it couldn't speak, but the voice could reach Jingli's mind.

"Sleep, sleep, sleep! Eat, eat, eat! Can you cultivate well! Can! Seeing this leisurely appearance, Jingli instantly became angry. She shook it vigorously and tossed it aside.

When she saw such a comfortable beast, she was angry. Since she arrived in this Jiang Li's spirit realm, she has never been so comfortable and lazy. No, since she met the bald head next door, she has been nervous!

Practice? Oh yes, I'm hungry...... Well? It's so fragrant, it's so fragrant, master, have you broken through again?

Cheng raised his little nose and sniffed. It twisted. Moved his short legs with difficulty, and fell on Jingli's arm, saliva dripping down.

"It's dirty!" Jingli looked at the saliva on her clothes, and pushed the achievement to the side with a look of disgust.

these years. She barely cared about her achievements. Keep it in the spirit animal bag all the time. Occasionally, I remembered to give it a little blood, and then cut off the contact, and let it go. See Panqi today. Only then did he remember that he still had a spirit pet, so he quickly turned it out to see if he had been starved to death, after all, he was the son of the "life-saving beast" of Bixia Mountain.

Cheng persevered and climbed onto Jingli's lap again, looking at her pitifully, her little black eyes seemed to be about to shed tears.

After achieving the first order, that is, practicing qi, the height has never grown, but the fur has changed from the original gray to black, the same as its kind, so Jingli thinks that this should be developing in a good way, but its cultivation speed is too slow.

Spirit beasts have a much longer lifespan than humans, and compared to humans, their cultivation speed is very slow and slow, so Jingli doesn't know if this unlucky foodie can come in handy on the day she dies. She remembered what the demon cultivator had said when she was at that ruin. He said the accomplishments were more useful than she had imagined. However, she is now in the middle stage of foundation building, and achievement is more like a pet to her, and there is no other role at all.

Seeing that Jingli was in a daze, Chengcheng simply stretched out her little pink tongue, licked her fingers, looked at her expression tentatively, and saw that the master did not react, its heart was crossed, and it really couldn't resist the temptation of this fragrance, and took a bite of it.

"Ahh An earth-shattering scream came from Jingli's mouth.

Mo Qiu, who was meditating and cultivating in the house, opened his eyes suddenly, rushed to the next door quickly, and pushed open the door.

"What happened?"

Mo Qiu saw the scene in the house clearly and was stunned for a while. In the room, Su Jingli jumped up and down like a frightened rabbit, her arms flicked in the air, and there was a black and white meat ball hanging on her hand, as if it was her fat spirit pet.

"Quick, pull it off." Jingli turned her head to see Mo Qiu, and hurriedly rushed towards him, she raised her arm and motioned for him to help.

Mo Qiu only saw what was going on at this time, and the Pixiu took one of Jingli's fingers in his mouth, biting it tightly and refusing to let it go. Isn't this Su Jingli's spiritual pet? How can you attack the master? But just holding a finger in your mouth doesn't count as an attack......

Mo Qiu asked a little uncertainly, "Won't you just let it go?" "As a master, you only need to give instructions and the spirit pet must carry it out.

"I forgot." Jingli froze suddenly, and then with a pop, Cheng let go of his mouth and fell to the ground.

A farce.

Mo Qiu stroked his forehead and sighed helplessly. Fortunately, because of the conversation with Jingli in the teahouse just now, his mood fluctuated again, and he was constantly chanting scriptures to try to calm his mood, but at this time, such a fuss made him calm down.

He was about to turn around and leave, when suddenly the aura on his side began to surge wildly, and the wind blowing from the aura blew up his robe, making him a little unable to open his eyes.

"What's wrong?" Mo Qiu covered his eyes with his hands, narrowed his eyes into a slit with difficulty, and asked suspiciously. The aura was surging like this, as if it had been sucked somewhere, as if someone was breaking through, and besides, such a big movement......

However, Mo Qiu, who finally saw the scene in front of him, was stunned.

The aura was tumbling around the pixiu, gradually condensing, like a white silk thread gradually wrapping it in it, and at the same time, from Su Jingli's fingers, a red silk thread extended out, surrounding in the opposite direction with the aura, gradually merging with the aura, and the white cocoon slowly turned pink.

Mo Qiu looked blankly at the red silk thread pulled out of Jingli's fingers, looked up along her fingers, and saw her face clearly, he cried out loudly: "Su Jingli, what's wrong with you?" ”

At this time, Jingli's face was pale, her eyes were blue, as if she had been absorbed in an instant, she frowned painfully, as if she was resisting some kind of force, she heard Mo Qiu's words, glanced at him, and opened her mouth with difficulty.

Save me......

Mo Qiu saw the shape of Jingli's mouth and was taken aback, what happened in those seconds just now! He looked at the red thread again, and realized that the red thread was blood! It's Su Jingli's blood!

Monster! Mo Qiu's pupils shrank, his hands were folded, and he quickly read the scriptures, and the golden light quickly pierced the pink cocoon, but there was no change in the slightest.

Mo Qiu saw that Jingli staggered a few steps, as if he was already unsteady on his feet, he gritted his teeth, and saw that the white cocoon was still not moving, so he had to let go of his closed hands, gathered the spiritual power of his whole body and slashed at the blood belt with one palm......

Jingli's body shook, closed her eyes, and fell to the ground with a thud.

"Su Jingli!" Mo Qiu rushed over, picked up Jingli, and shook her gently, but got no response.

At this time, the storm formed by the aura was over, and the pink blood cocoon was like a huge egg, quietly staying in the center of the room. (To be continued.) )