"At the beginning, it was you who taught me to be strong, it was he who gave me strength, and it was you who made me understand that this world is not as dark and heartless as I see. All my persistent beliefs are given to me by you. But why...... Why did you give up in the end? Do you know how he came over in the past thousand years?" Looking at the glazed pavilion at the end of the corridor from afar, Qingci's footsteps were no longer easy to enter.

Clenched his fist fiercely, Qing Ci's originally white-skinned and elegant face suddenly became hideous, he raised his head violently, and let out a long howl like a beast under the sea, with deep pain and longing, resounding throughout the palace.

The whistling sound was like a hurricane, sweeping through every corner of the palace, the lilac veil of the glazed pavilion was fluttering and swaying, and the night pearls seemed to feel his emotions, flickering brightly and dimly.

When the whistling stopped, Qing Ci slowly looked at the roselle flowers on both sides of the corridor, his eyes rippled with a slightly bewitching faint blue light, and two lines of ice blue tears slowly flowed down his cheeks. He calmly stretched out one hand to catch the ice-blue liquid, and with the other hand, he shook it in the air, and several roselles flew into his hands.

The palms merged, he fused the light blue tears and the roselle between the palms, and the faint green smoke slowly rose from his fingertips, and within a moment, the originally bright and fiery roselle in his hand had dried up, like sun-dried petals, showing crimson purple.

"What is a heavenly machine, what is a catastrophe, the fate can be broken, what about jumping out of the Three Realms. If the heavens don't help you, I will help you, and if the heavens don't pity you, why should you suffer for the heavens. Qingci's tone was light, but there was cold perseverance in his dark blue eyes.

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At three o'clock, Qing Ci quietly returned to the Demon Slaying Sect. When I walked into the residence of the painting allure, I saw two women sitting in the pavilion in the courtyard.

"Miss Allure, it's windy outside, and you're still weak, why don't you have a good rest in the house?" was still far away, and Qing Ci shouted at the painting Allure in the pavilion.

"Yo, Xiao Qinghua is back, how are you doing with this classic?" An Ruyue looked at Qingci, who looked a little dusty, and said jokingly.

Qing Ci jumped into the pavilion in a few steps, sat on the stone bench, grabbed a teacup on the table and drank it, but he didn't see the original playful expression on An Ruyue's face on the side becoming strange little by little.

"Hey, I'm exhausted. After drinking the tea in the cup in one go, Qing Ci put the teacup on the stone table and sighed heavily.

"You...... You ......" An Ruyue blushed and pointed to Qingci, but it was "you" for a long time and couldn't say anything else.

"You, you, you, haven't seen you all afternoon, have you stammered?" Qing Ci stared at An Ruyue with a puzzled expression, unable to figure out what was going on with her inexplicable change of attitude.

The painting on the side couldn't help but smile: "Young man Qingci, the teacup you just used ...... It's Sister Ruyue's. ”

"What?!" Qing Ci's eyes widened with a look of horror, and then he hurriedly tilted his body to the side, leaned his head and slapped his chest, coughing vigorously.

"Ahem...... Cough...... You guys, why didn't you say it earlier! I told me when I was done drinking, and I didn't know if I was right!" Qing Ci coughed and shouted in a rough voice.

"Please, as soon as you came back, you picked up my cup and drank it without saying a word, did you give me a chance to speak?" Elder Ben didn't dislike you for using my cup, why did you still dislike me?" An Ruyue pursed her lips and muttered dissatisfiedly.

"Now that I've stained your spit, and it's not you who stained me, why do you dislike me? I don't care, it's your fault!" Qing Ci wiped his mouth viciously and roared angrily.

"You...... If the scholars are as unreasonable as you, it is okay not to read this book, and it is a curse to read it. Hmph!" An Ruyue clasped her hands to her chest and twisted her head to the side angrily.

"I'm a scourge? Why am I a scourge? I'm the one who suffers now! I've grown so big, when have I ever been stained with other people's spittle! It's really hard to raise only women and villains!" Qing Ci's face turned green.

"It's good that I'm a woman, but you're just a villain, let's be half a pound. Now that you have touched this spit, you have also touched it, and if you don't touch it, Elder Ben is magnanimous and doesn't care about you taking advantage of me, you are not only ungrateful, but also so disrespectful, do you believe that I will treat you for the following crimes?" An Ruyue retorted without giving in.

"If you want to punish me for my sin before I have done anything, then I will simply offend you, the elder, to the end, and save me from being wronged for this sin!" Qing Ci snorted coldly.

"You two...... Why did you quarrel in a good manner, it's not a big deal, don't hurt the harmony!"

"Allure girl, it's none of your business, I've long seen this kid unpleasant. An Ruyue breathed a sigh of relief and said to the painting. Then she simply stood up, rolled up her sleeves, crossed her waist with one hand, and pointed to Qingci's nose with the other and said, "Grandma I want to see how you want to offend me!"

Qing Ci slapped the table, but Huo Ran got up and raised his eyebrows: "An Ruyue, the master wants to fight with you." If you touch a piece of my clothes within a hundred moves, I will lose, and if you can't let go of the one hundred and one moves, you will also lose me!"

"Yo, the tone is not small! You can tell me, how to win this, and what if you lose?" An Ruyue hooked the corners of her mouth and raised a touch of ridicule.

"Let the other party dispose of it!" Qing Ci squinted at her, and the words were sonorous and powerful.

"Okay! Miss Allure, you can count on the side, so that this scholar will not admit it if he loses at that time. An Ruyue raised her head and said with pride and disdain.

As soon as the words fell, before Hua Chengcheng could say anything to stop it, An Ruyue had already grabbed Qing Ci's front placket with a lightning shot. The corners of Qing Ci's mouth raised a sneer, and just as her fingers were about to touch him, he flashed his body to the side, An Ruyue grabbed the air, and the soles of her feet stumbled and almost hit the pillar of the pavilion.

"Hmph!" An Ruyue snorted coldly, stabilized her body and slashed at Qing Ci's shoulder with her backhand. This time, Qing Ci didn't give her a chance to get closer, and directly flew up with light skills, and landed outside Zhang Xu steadily.

An Ruyue was not convinced, and also followed after the flying body. For a while, all the martial arts moves she could think of that she had learned with Cang Wunian were all beckoning to Qing Ci.

At first, An Ruyue thought that it was not surprising that Qing Ci could dodge a few moves, no matter how he said that he was also a second-level martial arts level, it was not surprising to know these martial arts moves that were quite famous in the rivers and lakes. But gradually, An Ruyue realized that something was wrong, and her face was very calm from beginning to end, and she didn't even gasp for air. On the other hand, she has been attacking him, and her physical strength has gradually begun to decline over time.

"Ninety-seven, leaning on flowers and supporting willows, ninety-eight, chasing souls and taking life, ninety-nine, the wild lion devouring the sun......" Qing Ci dodged An Ruyue's attack while smiling and reporting her martial arts path.

An Ruyue suddenly stopped attacking, and at this time her face was flushed, panting heavily, and staring at his smiling face viciously.

"There's one last resort, Elder Ruyue. Qing Ci looked at An Ruyue, who was obviously too tired not far away and was so stubborn that she refused to admit defeat, she stretched out an index finger and shook it in front of her, and said with a smile.

An Ruyue breathed a sigh of relief, raised her hand and gently wiped the sweat from her forehead, stared at Qing Ci stubbornly with her eyes, and said slowly after a while: "The last move, I will definitely make you lose convincingly!"

Qing Ci's eyes condensed slightly, and his heart trembled slightly, not because An Ruyue's cruel words scared him, but because the stubborn look in An Ruyue's eyes at this time evoked a sense of familiarity that had been buried deep in his heart for a long time.

However, this feeling was only for a moment, because the next moment he had already found that An Ruyue in front of him suddenly flashed and disappeared out of thin air. Then phantoms began to appear around him, and those phantoms that wrapped him tightly like a doppelganger, all of them were An Ruyue without exception.

"Phantom Lost Steps?" a flash of surprise flashed in Qing Ci's eyes, he didn't expect this woman to be able to learn such a subtle but very obscure martial art.

"That's right, Elder Ruyue, just rush at you for this last resort, today is your loss to me, and I won't embarrass you. Qing Ci glanced at the phantoms around him and said with a smile.

"Let's wait until you can avoid this trick!" An Ruyue's voice sounded from all directions, and her tone was mixed with anger. This young man dared to make such a big talk.

As soon as the words fell, each phantom attacked Qing Ci in unison with completely different moves and angles at the same time.

Just when those phantoms were about to attack Qing Ci, Qing Ci's figure also disappeared in place out of thin air. An Ruyue's phantom shadow lost its target and dissipated one by one, leaving only her body to stay where Qing Ci had stood before.

The next moment, there were more Dao phantoms around An Ruyue out of thin air, and it was Qing Ci who planned to deal with her in turn with the same move. Slightly different from the moves she had used before, the phantoms created by Qing Ci's Phantom Fan Trail were almost at the same time, quickly spreading all over An Ruyue's directions, and the number of those phantoms was far greater than the number of An Ruyue's phantoms, and even Qing Ci's figure was in mid-air.