/p> On the face of the beautiful man, the softness that originally belonged to Tsing Yi gradually faded, and was replaced by the same coldness as Lu Qiming.

Lu Qiming looked at him, thought for a while, and adjusted Tsing Yi's expression slightly, changing the coldness that Tsing Yi usually expressed. That's enough. The time for Tsing Yi to appear in the sight of the people of the Divine Domain was very short, but Lu Qiming was the person who was most familiar with him here, and as long as he did a simple disguise, he would never be discovered by the cultivators of the Spirit Alliance faction.

Now that he thinks about it, Yu Wenxuan will choose Tsing Yi and use him to descend in the ancient battlefield, which is actually what he should have expected.

Tsing Yi's physique is clean and transparent, although it is a human body, the breath is rare and closer to the nature of heaven and earth, and there is little mundane atmosphere. The time to start cultivating is also very short, and there are no obstacles left by personal habits in the body, and at the same time, the will is very weak.

In other words, Tsing Yi has a physique...... Perfect for grabbing.

Although Lu Qiming doesn't know exactly how to do the "arrival", it must be similar to the process of seizing the house, and the difference is only that it does not hurt the soul of the original owner.

As for the way he used......

Lu Qiming lowered his eyes, his fingers retracted, and a little dark color on his fingertips disappeared into his body again. Perhaps the stone man was right, this darkness was not his power, but himself. Lu Qiming penetrated those dark silk threads into Tsing Yi's body, and the feeling was as good as leaving a wisp of distracted soul.

Tsing Yi stood up, raised his hand to brush the snow off his clothes, and turned around and left without saying a word.

Of course. He and himself didn't have to say goodbye to each other.

Lu Qiming retracted his gaze, and once again separated two silk threads into Ji Mu and Qiao Ji's eyebrows. The dark colors will lurk in them until he needs to activate them at any moment.

There was silence in all directions, and enough snow had fallen in the sky, and the sparse landing stopped one by one, and dispersed into a pale mist with the sound of the wind in the extreme distance.

Lu Qiming lowered his head and slowly showed a smile, and couldn't help frowning slightly.

This body is really ...... In every sense of the word, it has to be done as soon as possible.

Lu Qiming thought flatly.

But until then......

The boy relaxed his strength and let himself fall into the snow, closing his eyes.

He really wanted to take a little rest.

......

......

What just happened?

Ji Mu stood up, his knuckles pressed against his temples, and squinted at the blood stains and marks around him.

...... The painter named Tsing Yi suddenly appeared and wanted to take Lu Qiming away...... He and Lu Qiming are old acquaintances, so ......

Ji Mu remembered the scene when he forced Lu Qiming to kill Tsing Yi, but the result did not seem to be satisfactory, and Lu Qiming would rather hurt himself than disobey his order.

And then Tsing Yi was enraged.

Ji Mu roughly examined his injuries and regretted slightly. In the case that his combat power is not as good as Tsing Yi, he should not be so impulsive. In the end, it was Lu ......

Wait—what about Lu Qiming?

Ji Mu's eyes were suddenly sharp, and he immediately got up to search for traces, and then saw the young man's body almost buried by ice and snow in the distance.

“...... Damn it. Ji Mu strode forward with a cold face and took the person out, pursed his lips to probe his pulse, and his brows became more and more wrinkled. Ji Mu didn't know how long he had passed out just now, but I'm afraid the time was not too short, didn't he see that Lu Qiming's body was about to freeze!

"Childe ......" Qiao Ji also woke up and walked over to the injury.

"Useless things!" Ji Mu's heart was on fire, and he glanced at him coldly, but he didn't have the heart to scold the second sentence. Lu Qiming's condition could not be delayed, Ji Mu could only put his palm on the back of the young man's heart, and first help him dissolve the cold on his body with real strength.

Qiao Ji was worried about Ji Mu's injury, leaned down and stretched out his hand to take it, and said in a low voice: "Childe, I'll come." ”

Ji Mu's face was also a little pale, but he didn't mean to move at all, and sneered: "You are here, I'm afraid you're not going to take the opportunity to kill him." ”

Georgie was silent.

Ji Mu knew at a glance that he was right, and he felt even more irritable in his heart, and said, "I said, don't touch him." ”

After the cold on Lu Qiming's body was roughly dispelled, Ji Mucai glanced at Qiao Ji again, stretched out his hand and said, "Demon Pill." ”

Qiao Ji paused, and finally took out another demon pill from the ring and presented it to Ji Mu, and watched in silence as Ji Mu carefully fed the demon pill to Lu Qiming.

"I'm afraid it's hard to ......" Ji Mu muttered to himself, seeing that the young man was struggling slightly in his coma, he immediately skillfully clasped the back of his head with one hand, pressed his jaw with the other, and put on a posture that was conducive to swallowing, so as not to spit out the demon pill.

It stands to reason that he should have gotten used to it so many times, but every time Ji Mu fed the Demon Pill to Lu Qiming, he would find that his reaction was still as big as the first time. Fortunately, this thing will not be digested slowly like ordinary food, but similar to the elixir, and it will be absorbed by the body directly in the form of spiritual power. Otherwise, Ji Mu would not be sure that he would be able to continue Lu Qiming's life forever.

Sure enough, as soon as Ji Mu let go of Lu Qiming, even though he was still unconscious and unconscious, he still instinctively leaned to one side and began to retch violently, but the demon pill had already melted in his body, and his stomach was empty, and his efforts were in vain.

However, let's not talk about how much it has done, at least after tossing it like this, it looks like a little red freshness has finally been added to the complexion.

Ji Mu's eyebrows were slightly relieved, but when he pressed the pulse again, the good mood he had just recovered suddenly disappeared, "...... It's useless!"

Georgie whispered, "Too many times." ”

"I use you to say?" Ji Mu's face became more and more impatient, but he had to start thinking about what to do next.

Ji Mu himself knows some medical skills, which is good among ordinary cultivators, but it is far from enough for an injury like Lu Qiming. Georgie is even worse, he is only good at extorting confessions by torture, and he can't save people. Of course, Lu Qiming himself is the best at medical skills, but the doctor does not heal himself, not to mention that he is not conscious at all now, and it is even more unrealistic to treat himself.

In the time when Ji Mu hesitated, Lu Qiming had already quieted down again. His health is really poor now, he has little strength left, and even the struggle is far weaker than usual. But when his breathing calmed down, his face was still pale with a blush on the side of his cheeks, showing some unusual sickness.

Ji Mu looked at it intently, raised his hand and put his palm on the young man's forehead, and found that the temperature was much hotter than usual, and his heart sank.

"Isn't he about to reach nirvana again?" Ji Mu felt very tricky.

The last time Lu Qiming's body had a sign of nirvana, Ji Mu had already been troubled by this problem. Fortunately, someone extracted the phoenix true blood in his body at that time, and directly forcibly suspended the Nirvana process, otherwise Ji Mu really didn't know where to start.

Although there was a precedent, Ji Mu didn't think of using the same method to solve it - he knew that Lu Qiming's body would definitely not be able to withstand such a second knife without trying.

"It's really a trouble...... Ji Mu's face changed a few times, and finally he made a mistake with his fingertips and took out the only remaining green feather. This is a token of the ancient Kutani Mochan.

He once saved Mo Chan's life, and she promised three green feathers. Ji Mu has asked her to shoot twice, and this is the last one.

Ji Mu said: "Qiao Ji, go find Mo Chan." ”

Qiao Ji's heart suddenly froze, "Childe!"

Ji Mu raised his eyebrows and said coldly: "You didn't hear?"

"Childe, Lu Qiming is really not worth your continued adventure!" Qiao Ji knelt down on one knee and persuaded bitterly: "Not to mention that he will never be satisfied with the status quo, just say that just now, how he let that painting Xiu leave, none of us have seen it!

"What is he doing, when he wakes up, will he use the blood contract to ask?" Qing Que Ling flipped quickly at Ji Mu's fingertips, and he said irritably: "You just have to listen." Besides, how have I tried him for so long, you can also see it, if there are flaws, I will do it myself a long time ago. ”

"No flaw is the biggest flaw! What kind of person is Jiudai, how can he really be submissive!" Every time Qiao Ji saw Lu Qiming in the past few days, he felt an indescribable heartbeat, "Childe, this kind of deep-minded person, it's really not worth wasting your last chance to save your life, Childe!"

Hearing the last sentence, Ji Mu's eyes sharpened, and he slapped Qiao Ji with his backhand.

"What a chance to save my life," Ji Mu sneered, "When do I expect others to save my life!"

Georgie froze, realizing that he had said the last thing he should have said.

"I'll say it one last time. Ji Mu flicked his fingers, and the green feather fell lightly in front of Qiao Ji.

"Take this and bring her here. ”

......

(End of chapter)