Seeing that everyone was gone, Zhao Qing didn't want to stay on the empty street. I casually saw the blue chalcedony stone on the stall, and used a little spiritual power to scoop it up. Anyway, there is no one on the stall now, and the blue pith is not a rare thing, but I usually don't see such a beautiful one.

Zhao Qing thought with satisfaction, turned around and walked in the direction of the inn, she still needed to solve her recent accommodation problem. But then her clothes were pulled, and when she looked back, it turned out to be ink-stained. Zhao Qing immediately laughed angrily, "Why, you still don't leave?" ”

However, in Mo Ran's eyes, Zhao Qing actually smiled gently, with a little incomprehensible alienation, he still spoke cheekily. "Fairy, I said earlier that the demon cultivator has already set his sights on me, but I'm just a small qi cultivator, I beg the fairy to take me with me in the future, even if I meet that demon cultivator later, I can take care of each other."

The hippie smile on Mo Ran's face, which Zhao Qing had not seen in her previous life, in her impression, Mo Ran was always so cold and cold-blooded. Killing people without blinking can no longer describe his cold-bloodedness, as if the whole world is dead, and as long as he lives, nothing is a problem.

"Take you? I'm still begging for protection. In the future, that demon cultivator will come to trouble me, and I can't take care of it alone, and I still take care of you. Roll out, roll me as far as you can! Zhao Qing was furious, and with a wave of his hand, he threw the ink dye out and smashed it directly on the stone wall.

Zhao Qing used a little skill, although he made Mo Ran vomit blood, but it was not a big deal, and he could recover from his injury after a day of rest. It's not that Zhao Qing doesn't want to kill Mo Ran, but he doesn't dare to kill him. As the first place on the True Dragon List, Zhao Qing didn't dare to test how much luck he had. If he hadn't done too much evil in his previous life, Zhao Qing wouldn't have dared to design to kill him in the end. Now he has very little cause and effect, if Zhao Qing moves him casually, I really don't know if he can live until the next day.

Adhering to the principle that out of sight is pure, Zhao Qing finished the ink dyeing. Just go. She waited, waited for Future Ink Dye to kill herself, and then took him in again.

"Fairy, if you don't take me with you. I'll tell you your secrets. Mo Ran knelt on the ground, holding the ground with one hand and wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth with the other, but he still condensed a spiritual power and transmitted the words to Zhao Qing's ears.

Zhao Qing stopped. "Secret, what secrets do you know about me?"

Ink dye didn't speak all at once. Instead, he took out a jade bottle. Zhao Qing recognized it, it was a jade bottle she had dyed ink in the Dragon Tomb, which contained more than fifty Bigu Dan.

"A bottle, what do you want to say? Did I kill someone with the poison in this bottle? "Zhao Qing pretended not to know." You're too, I've never used poison, and I've never used poison, you take out this jade bottle, I really don't know what you're trying to prove. ”

"What am I going to prove? Don't you know? That place can't be said. I won't say either. I kind of understand what you mean by the hint you gave me, and I do regret it. Mo Ran coughed twice, took out a first-grade tonic elixir from his arms, crushed the wax layer on the surface and ate it.

"That place? Where? Zhao Qing was shocked, Mo Ran actually recognized her, how did he do it, obviously Zhao Qing did not expose himself.

"You don't have to pretend, I really recognize you. Originally, I thought everyone was a skeleton, but I was different. Now I know that it was just a disguise, and that demon cultivator really said everything. Mo Ran stood up and slowly walked towards Zhao Qing. But Zhao Qing faintly retreated a little. She didn't dare to underestimate Mo Ran, even if he was just practicing Qi cultivation, even if Zhao Qing could pinch him to death with one hand.

"Do you want to ask how I recognized you? Luckily, you gave me a bottle with a scent. ”

Zhao Qing immediately reacted, it was the kind of fragrance suppressed in his blood. Now, with the progress of strength, has it gradually seeped out of the blood? Damn it, it's going to be a hassle to hide your body in the future.

Mo Dye said proudly: "That fragrance is very special, not grass and wood, but body fragrance, that is the kind of fragrance that is unique to everyone." And the body fragrance on your body makes me feel a pleasant smell and makes me remember you at once. ”

"Really?" Zhao Qing asked lightly. "My good friend didn't even say he smelled me, how did you smell it? Could it be ...... It's a dog's nose. ”

Mo Ran suddenly got angry, "I have a keen sense of smell, not a dog nose." ”

For the first time, Zhao Qing found out that Mo Dye still had such a rich expression, and immediately laughed. "It's not a dog's nose, which means your nose is still not as good as a dog's."

"What a joke, how can my nose be worse than a dog. No, nothing worse than a dog. I repeat, I was born with a keen sense of smell, not some kind of dog nose. ”

"Oh~ I see, it turns out that your nose is as powerful as a dog's nose. Hahaha......"

Looking at Zhao Qingxiao's amorous style, the flowers and branches trembled, and the charm was boundless...... Mo Dye stopped talking, and he found that no matter how he explained, he couldn't get rid of the dog's nose.

"The point is not whether my nose is a dog nose or not, the point is, if you don't take me, I'll tell you your secret. In the past few days, I have completely understood the consequences of exposing myself, so if you take me, I will tell you about your situation. Oh yes, the guy I caught earlier is actually your friend, maybe I have a very smart nose and can find him. ”

Zhao Qing suppressed her laughter and looked at Mo Dye with sharp eyes. "You're threatening me?"

"No, I'm talking to you." Mo Ran looked at Zhao Qing fearlessly.

Zhao Qing stared at the ink dye for a long time, and suddenly loosened his expression. "Hahaha, okay, what's the point of taking you with you, but you can't just die casually." Zhao Qing readily agreed.

Seeing that Zhao Qing agreed, Mo Ran was immediately excited, knelt down directly in Zhao Qing's direction, kowtowed, and bowed, "Master." ”

Zhao Qing was startled, and directly waved his hand and threw the ink dye onto the stone wall. This time, Zhao Qing didn't control his strength well, and Mo Dye was seriously injured.

"Who is your master, no matter how much I accept apprentices, I won't accept you like this, okay?"

Mo Ran forced a breath, "However, if you don't teach me to cultivate, I don't have the strength, and I will be a burden to you in the future." If I accidentally die, it doesn't matter. If you don't die, your secret may not be a secret. ”

Zhao Qing came to Mo Ran in a flash, and directly lifted his collar. Mo Ran was still a little conscious, and showed a flattering smile at Zhao Qing. "Then I...... It's called ...... Sister. After saying that, he fainted.

Zhao Qing wanted to drop the ink dye directly. Watch him fend for himself. But after thinking about it, the ink was dyed like this, wasn't it just by yourself? If she dies here, won't this cause and effect be thrown on her head?

With a low curse, Zhao Qing turned out a rejuvenation pill. Directly forced into the ink-dyed mouth, pinched his chin, and let him swallow. Then he took him by the back collar and dragged him to an inn.

Mo Ran's injury was very serious, even if it was a casual sweep of the Jin Dan monk, the monk who practiced qi would not be able to take it, not to mention the blow of Zhao Qing who was annoyed and angry, and Mo Ran was afraid that he would have to sleep well for a few days.

Zhao Qing Zhenyuan flowed all over the ink-dyed body, first, to see how he was injured, and secondly, to be sure that in these days. What exercises did he practice? It turned out that he had really just cultivated the simplest qi cultivation technique, and had not yet changed into a demonic skill. But Zhao Qing unexpectedly found that the ink dye turned out to be the four spirit roots of wood, water, fire and earth, and the concentration of the four spirit roots was very high, and the concentration was the same.

If it were the usual four spirit roots with a high concentration, there would be nothing unusual, that is, the cultivation speed was just comparable to the ordinary three spirit roots. But this kind of four spirit roots that lack the golden spirit root are special, and it is exactly the heavenly demon body that the demon cultivator dreams of.

So, that demon cultivator discovered the physique of ink dyeing. Do you want to take him as an apprentice? The so-called ink-dyed body, helping demons to advance or something, Zhao Qing didn't believe it at all, she looked so beautiful. With such good skin, he must be a monk who cultivates with the method of collecting yin and replenishing yang, and ink dye is of no use to him at all.

Whether to kill him or not, she is willing to bear all the cause and effect. This is the body of a heavenly demon, if you cultivate demonic skills, it is even more powerful than the heavenly spirit root. But he doesn't practice magic skills. The spiritual root is just an ordinary three-spirit root, and it may not be able to advance to the Jindan stage in the future, so no one can resist this temptation.

But he's just a Qi cultivator who doesn't understand anything, no, maybe he doesn't understand anything. He should already know his own situation, that demon cultivator told the secret of the Dragon Tomb, how could he not talk about his qualifications. But Mo Dye didn't practice magic skills, and he also reported the demon cultivation, and Zhao Qing was a little unable to do it.

Zhao Qing's hand slowly rubbed on Mo Ran's neck, as long as he used a little bit of force, Mo Ran would not open his eyes again.

Looking at the still somewhat immature face in the ink dye's sleep, it faintly coincided with the appearance of the previous life.

In his previous life, when Zhao Qing hadn't seen ink dyeing, Zhao Qing knew that there was such a big devil. Later, she met Leng Sanming, who was a personal disciple of the Xuantianmen Distraction Elder at that time.

At that time, Zhao Qing finally killed a sanctimonious guy in Xuantianmen, she wanted to leave Xuantianmen, but she was blocked in the door by the disciples of Xuantianmen, and it was Leng Sanming who saved her.

She was very grateful at the time, Leng Sanming's master was a well-known bad person in the door, and Leng Sanming's reputation was also very good, and she saw that Leng Sanming completely believed in herself and saved herself because of her words, Zhao Qing never guarded Leng Sanming's words at that time.

So, Zhao Qing paid for her conceit. She was sold to a demon cultivator by Leng Sanming, ruining her cultivation, and then because of her appearance, maybe it was her appearance, she didn't understand what a pure soul meant, she understood that she looked like she was very pure, so she was dedicated to ink dye. That was the first time Zhao Qing saw ink dyeing, and he will never forget the scene at that time.

Ink Dye tore off the head of the demon cultivator who sold her, grabbed his soul and ate it bite by bite, blood staining the ground red and soaking through his black shoes of unknown color. His voice was cold and deep. "I do need some clean souls, but not for you to play with, don't be a dirty soul. You pay me tribute, and you dare to cut corners? (To be continued.) )