"She admires and likes Renzu, not you, and it is impossible for you to become Renzu. ”

"The ancestor is dead, and you don't even have the qualifications to be a substitute, just a demon. ”

Tonight, the old devil's voice came again as promised.

Qinglian's eyes widened, looking at the roof vacantly, he lived in an old devil, a demon who even the ancestors couldn't help it.

He had never mentioned it to anyone, including his closest sister. So what, is there a way for her to eliminate it?

Qinglian thought that he was determined and would not be disturbed by it, but he thought too much, and the old devil had all kinds of rhetoric and temptations, and many times he almost couldn't help but agree to the other party's request.

Renzu's requirements for him were too high, too high, and there was nothing but a few cultivation mantras left for him.

Of course, Qinglian didn't understand, there was not much time left for the remnants of the ancestors at that time, and all he could tell him was a few words, and as for other things, he couldn't tell him.

What is the hope of the Baisheng realm, the future of the ancestors, it is all empty talk, it is, obviously he wants to occupy his body like the old devil, and in the end he really has no choice but to give up his body to me.

Unconsciously, Qinglian had developed a grudge against her ancestors.

I hate him for being sanctimonious, I hate him for being selfish, and I hate why he didn't leave me his memory, so that he would be an ancestor, and no longer a humble little demon, so that she could look at me a few more times, and he would have a reason to look at her openly and honestly, and look at her snow-like skin.

Ji Jiu's eyes opened, and his deep gaze seemed to look directly into the depths of Qinglian's heart, and said slowly: "Actually, she knows about your sister's bathing." ”

He has always known about this matter, but he just kept it and waited for an opportunity, an appropriate time.

Renzu didn't know that he could see through the flaws of the reincarnation seal so quickly, maybe Renzu had already expected it, but there was nothing to be done, as for Qinglian's pure heart, it was really ridiculous.

The firmness of the seal is actually related to Qinglian's state of mind, which Ji Jiu knew more than a year ago, so what he has to do now is to make this disgusting guy disappear as soon as possible.

As soon as he finished saying this, Ji Jiu closed his eyes and continued to comprehend the reincarnation seal, no longer caring about it.

Renzu thought that his arrangement was flawless, and ridiculously pressed everything on this little demon, but Ji Jiu's favorite thing to do was to demagogue.

Instilled a little childlike affection in him, and he went to the top, and he remembered those indescribable things all day long, so that Ji Jiu sighed that he was demonic and lewd, and it was true.

In the dark, Qinglian heard this, her body seemed to tremble, her face was pale, she couldn't recover for a long time, and her heart was extremely uncomfortable, so it was like this, no wonder she had already begun to distance herself from me.

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The years have passed without a trace.

In the blink of an eye, another three years have passed.

As the bell rang, outside the school hall of Miaojiazhai, a group of thirteen or fourteen-year-old boys and girls ran out, and the one who fell behind was a young man in coarse cloth clothes and many traces of sewing, much older than others, with clear eyebrows and a tall figure, especially the two sword eyebrows that flew obliquely into the temples, which added a bit of brilliance.

Although he was dressed simply, he was extremely conspicuous and out of place with the people around him, like a white swan mixed in with a flock of ducks, stuck in the mud and still raising his proud neck.

"Hurry up, hurry up, don't look at him. A chubby teenager said.

"Hurry up, see that he is careful to get infected with bad luck, and it will attract demons. A young girl also said.

"Don't let him follow us, the old witch's child may also be able to do witchcraft, but don't go over. The other teenager said with a frown.

"I can't figure out why the patriarch would want him to study with us and sit in the same room. A young girl pinched her nose and said.

"Do you know his grandmother? Yes, it's the old witch, when she first entered the village, she was as beautiful as a fairy, and my father's soul was almost hooked. ”

"Needless to say, adults still run there a lot. ”

"Hey, it feels disgusting to look at him. ”

"Hit him with a stone, hurry up and he's coming, get out of here, get out of here. ”

A rain of stones fell on Qinglian's body, and his head suddenly broke and blood flowed, and he stood in place expressionlessly, allowing the same scene to happen again, day after day, year after year.

"Hey, hey, you guys, why are you bullying people again, stop it, stop it, yes, yes, put the stone down. The master who heard the sound looked helpless, this thing happens every day, aren't they tired of it?

As he spoke, he glanced at the young man, he stood blankly, his face was expressionless, like a piece of wood, and even the blood that flowed out was cyan, it was really demonic.

The master was not afraid of him, and waved his hand, "You too, go home quickly, don't let your grandmother wait in a hurry." ”

In the village, his grandmother saved a lot of people with her wonderful medical skills, and everyone was very grateful, these boys and girls were almost thirteen or fourteen years old and were so ignorant, it was heartbreaking.

"Goodbye, Master. Qinglian nodded and walked towards home with an expressionless face.

He is actually already a martial artist in the Mortal Rank Release Period, these stones can't hurt him at all, he didn't hide, he just simply wanted to get hurt, and then when he got home, she would wipe him carefully with a handkerchief, showing a distressed look.

This is the only and rare intimate contact between the two in all these years.

But the strange thing is that the old devil seems to have disappeared, and he has not said a word for three years, which has made Qinglian live a peaceful life, which is a bit surprising.

Back home, sister, no, she's too old now, like an old woman, with gray hair and a rickety body, and she has to walk with a cane.

She asked lightly, "Are you back?"

As he spoke, he took out the white handkerchief and wiped the blood for Qinglian.

"Well, I was afraid of hurting them, so I didn't hide. Qinglian stood still, and the same words came out of her mouth, day after day, year after year.

Yue Zijin wiped the blood stains for him, and asked, "Do you remember anything today?"

I have asked the same question hundreds of times.

In the past three years, she has been most concerned about this, as for Qinglian's cultivation and thoughts, she has avoided them all, and she doesn't want to care.

Qinglian's fists couldn't help clenching, her body was also tense, and she immediately let go, and said expressionlessly: "No." ”

It was impossible for him to remember everything about Renzu.

It's ridiculous that she is so naïve, she doesn't forget to ask every day, looking at the disappointment in her eyes, Qinglian gave birth to bursts of sick pleasure for no reason.

Even though she is dying, she still likes her so much.

If it was a sanctimonious guy like Renzu, it is estimated that he would not even look at her with a straight eye.

Phew, it's really cheap, a person who died a long time ago, and he is still so attached to him.