Chapter 277: Back

When it was night, Zhao Shaoqing knew that although this dilapidated temple was old, it was still quite warm to light firewood, and several people were chatting around the fire, and Zhao Shaoqing could only watch with his eyes blank.

"From now on, Cats will be our new family! Eat everyone! ”

Ah Long stood up and picked up the roasted sweet potato in his hand and stuffed it into Zhao Shaoqing's hand, and Zhao Shaoqing took it unceremoniously and bit it directly.

Scald......

Zhao Shaoqing hurriedly sighed, the sweet potato she had just bitten down burned her tongue, but it was really delicious.

"Hahaha, cat, eat slowly, there's a lot of right here! No hurry! ”

Aron laughed, oblivious to his broken teeth and terrifying-looking face.

Now under the light of the flames, he showed his face, and Zhao Shaoqing could also see his cheeks clearly.

The left side was full of burns, and there were many knife wounds on the scars left by the burns, which looked even more terrifying than her current face.

It's kind of sympathy!

Zhao Shaoqing stared at the sweet potato in his hand, and unconsciously remembered what Li Xiuyuan had said to her in his mind.

Everybody has people behind them who are worried, and if you kill them, how sad it will be for his mother, his wife, and his daughter. Everyone is the same, you are the same, there must be people behind you who are worried about your safety, constantly worrying about you. So put down the sword in your hand and try to see the world and people's hearts clearly.

Everyone's life is very precious, and there is no distinction between high and low.

Is this what he means by mortals?

"Cat! Cat! ”

It wasn't until Xiaolan kept shaking his shoulders that Zhao Shaoqing came back to his senses.

“……”

"Cat, don't you know how to speak, I haven't heard you speak!"

Zhao Shaoqing nodded, she became like this because she was injured in her vocal cords, she used to be able to speak.

"Alas, what a pitiful!"

What made Zhao Shaoqing feel strange was that Xiao Lan didn't ask about her face, probably because the mortal named Ah Long sitting next to her had a more terrifying face than her own.

"Okay, it's not too early, rest early, and I'm going to sell the bamboo baskets tomorrow!"

Bai Qiuran laughed, and hurriedly drove Ah Long and Ah Xin to the other end of the broken temple, and heard Bai Qiuran say that men are not allowed to sleep with women.

It turns out that Pillow Qiao stayed outside the door by himself before because he liked the night, but because there is a difference between men and women? Qiu Qianxiao didn't have such an awareness, and often stayed in her room without leaving, and over time she got used to it.

"Cat, you can sleep here."

Bai Qiuran pointed to the straw mat on the other end, which Aaron had carried back.

Without saying anything, Zhao Shaoqing climbed over with his hands, and soon heard the breathing of Bai Qiuran and Xiaolan sleeping.

When people sleep, their breathing is very flat, which is the conclusion she came to when she observed a few little girls.

She secretly climbed against the wall of the ruined temple, leaned against the wall, and sat cross-legged with her strong hands.

She wanted to confirm one thing!

After all, if you have been a monk once, it is very simple to attract the aura of the whole body into the body!

Sure enough, all the spiritual roots were scattered!

However, mortals who don't have a spiritual root can also cultivate, but they will never be able to break through the acquired realm, they can only stay in the qi cultivation period, and they will never be able to go further.

The ice spirit root has dissipated, and she doesn't know which one to absorb with so many attributes of aura between heaven and earth!

Absorb just one! She chose the most sunny fire!

She had been absorbing ice aura before, but now she chose to absorb fire aura, this feeling was really amazing, suddenly there was a throbbing in her body, and the only light source outside the window disappeared.

Are you blind in both eyes?

Zhao Shaoqing kept groping backwards, she remembered that she was leaning against the earthen wall, but now there was nothing behind her, and she didn't touch anything.

She touched her leg again, and her leg was still there, but it was a strange feeling, what the hell was going on.

Suddenly, he was pushed up by a huge force behind him, and Zhao Shaoqing was pushed so much that he almost fell.

Can I go?

Before she could be pleased, her feet were empty, and she fell, there was a bright light, a strange room, and in the room there was a black sword suspended in the air.

The sword was pitch black, so black that it seemed as if all the light had been absorbed by it, and even the Black Ming Sword she had had in advance was less than half as strong as it.

She was very familiar with the aura that was wrapped around that sword, it was demonic energy, pure demonic energy, and it was exactly the same as the one she had on her body before!

What's going on?

At this time, she remembered the state she was in, her soul.

So I'm dead?

Zhao Shaoqing came up with an answer that she didn't dare to think of. But that kind of body, it's good to be dead!

It turns out that people are like this after death, and it's really amazing! Zhao Shaoqing just sat in place, waiting for the little ghost sent by the legendary Lord Yama to detain his soul.

After waiting for a long time, nothing happened around her, and she stood in front of the black sword and just watched.

"It's weird!"

She approached and touched the demonic aura on the sword, and finally rested on the hilt, where she held it.

The sword buzzed, and a massive sword pressure catapulted her out.

"Ahh

She screamed and sat up.

"Strange ...... Odd. ”

She seemed to be able to speak. Her eyes are healed.

She stared at everything in the broken temple in disbelief and stood up, really, all the injuries on her body were healed.

However, it feels like this temple is a lot taller.

She looked at her hands, which were small hands, not calloused and rough hands as she remembered, with immature ......

She's become Xiaolan!

The evidence is the clothes she is wearing now, and Su Xiaolian, who is paralyzed by the wall and motionless as if she is dead.

'Su Xiaolian's eyes changed back to the blue eyes they used to be, but in the deepest part of her pupil, she actually saw the sword floating in the air.

"Linggen and Xiuwei are also back!"

She couldn't believe the Xuan Qi on her body, and the cold chill was all too familiar to her.

It's just that the cultivation and spiritual root that have long dissipated suddenly came to a little girl with her consciousness, how is this possible, it's unbelievable to say it!

Even if it is a stargazing realm powerhouse, it is impossible to completely transfer it to someone else with the spiritual root and cultivation, and besides, she does not have such a high cultivation and a medium that can support her to take away!

The depths of her soul seemed to be connected to the body in front of her.

"Hands up."

She gave an order in her heart, and the 'Su Xiaolian' in front of her, who was like a living dead, obediently raised her hands.

"Put it down!"

The doll put its hand back down.

It's a strange feeling, using someone else's body to manipulate your own body.

His consciousness appeared on Xiaolan, where did Xiaolan go? This question flashed in her heart, she didn't do anything, so it was impossible to kill a consciousness and soul, not to mention that she had not practiced the exercises of the spiritual system, and her consciousness appeared in Xiao Lan's body, so Xiao Lan's consciousness was in?

She dragged her immortal body over, holding her remaining intact eyes wide and staring carefully at the black sword in her pupils.

"You must be the ghost!"