The green shadows were a thousand heavy, slashing through countless broken afterimages, tearing several cloud palaces one after another, descending from far away, shattering the fierce blood-red sword light.

Countless afterimages were condensed in one place, and between the scattered spiritual light, a beautiful girl in a blue skirt was revealed.

There were ten magnificent and gorgeous colorful rays of light suspended behind her, looking around, her clear and clear eyes were glowing with coldness, she flicked her sleeve robe, and said, "Who dares to touch him?" ”

The demon Tianjiao who had just made the move obviously recognized the green flute, and at this time he was so frightened that he couldn't speak, and even the fingers holding the sword trembled a little.

Many of the creatures were also in fear, and many of them had quietly left the place.

In this canopy of clouds, Qingdi is not only the first person to enter here, but also with his unpredictable afterimage spirit technique, he has killed many demons and gods, and now he has long been a terrifying creature that everyone avoids.

A blazing golden light came horizontally and landed in front of Qing Di, it was the golden-robed young man in the Golden Sacred Palace.

"Qingdi, the three immortal xia in the northwest direction is about to be civilized, why did you suddenly give up the competition?"

The golden-robed young man looked at Qingdi fixedly, and his tone was quite uneasy.

Qingdi glanced at him, his eyes became colder, and said, "Stand down." ”

"You are presumptuous!"

The golden-robed young man looked angry, and was about to open his mouth to scold, but inadvertently saw ten rays of light suspended behind the green flute, and suddenly it was like a basin of cold water pouring down on his head, and he stopped his mouth.

The lady of the Golden Sacred Palace ostensibly asked this Qingdi to obey her orders, but secretly gave the only jade card that could collect Xianxia to Qingdi!

Every time he thought of this, a chill swept through the depths of the golden-robed young man's heart.

Qingdi no longer paid attention to him, but turned sideways, looked at Ji Yuenian who was sitting on the ground with complicated eyes, and lowered his tone a lot: "Ji Yuenian." ”

At this time, her voice was gentle and beautiful, like a murmuring of flowing water, like a yellow warbler in an empty valley, like a clear spring crossing a stream, so that the golden-robed young man standing on one side couldn't help but widen his eyes, and for a moment he forgot Fang Cai's unhappiness, his face was full of incredulity, and he muttered: "This demon girl still has such a side...... This sounds...... ...... tone like that"

Between the howling winds, the clouds rolled, and the colorful halos circulating on the side of the green flute became more and more magnificent.

Ji Yuenian raised her head slightly, looked at the girl in the green dress in front of her, and did not speak.

Qingdi was silent for a moment, stretched out his sleeves and took out a colorful glow that had escaped, and handed it over to Ji Yuenian.

As if sensing the cold silence in Ji Yuenian's eyes, the girl in the green skirt walked in front of Ji Yuenian and said in a low voice: "I want to take down the first seat for the Golden Saint Palace, but I am a little weak, Ji Yuenian, I will give you this Xianxia to restore your soul, and you will help me compete for Xianxia, okay?" ”

Although the meaning in her words was obvious, it was almost all superficial, and there was a hint of begging in her voice.

begged Ji Yuenian to take down this glow, begging Ji Yuenian to reveal his true feelings to himself.

She knows Ji Yuenian's heart, and she knows the pride in the depths of Ji Yuenian's heart.

After a few breaths, the girl in the green dress still stretched out her sleeves motionlessly, holding a magnificent glow in her slender and white jade hand, quietly hanging in front of Ji Yuenian.

Ji Yuenian looked at the girl's little hand holding Xia Guang under the sleeves of her green robe, never looked at her clear and clear eyes, and said softly: "It's time to end the little cause and effect with you." ”

"What do you mean by that?" Qingdi subconsciously bit his lip, "What cause and effect do you want to settle?" ”

"If your heart is like a mirror, why should you pretend not to know?" Ji Yuenian stood up, flicked the sleeves of her robe, and did not take the glow in the hand of the girl in the blue skirt, "To you, I am just a virtual image of the soul like a mirror, when you were a heart-devouring ghost in the Qingluan Mountains, you had nothing to do, but now that your cultivation is deepening, those dispensable memories have become an obstacle for you." ”

Ji Yuenian turned his head sideways, and there was a blue divine light lingering around his body, and said: "What's more, I have accepted your affection many times before, and I originally had some gratitude to you here, you want to leave the White Night Land Realm, just leave, I don't care much about this, but you want to leave that jade plate, indecisive, both ends of the first mouse, it disturbs my mood in vain, it really shouldn't be." ”

"Ji Yuenian, you have always thought about this......"

The girl in the blue skirt looked at him in a daze, her little hand holding the glow trembled slightly, her heart was surging, and she said: "I not only left a jade plate, but also a piece of brocade silk, is that a piece of brocade silk ......?"

"Don't deceive yourself anymore," Ji Yuenian shook her head and interrupted her, a trace of ice blue light gradually soaked in her black hair, "I won't take this glow, but I will help you fight for Xianxia, after this is over, the cause and effect between you and me will be broken, and there will be no more involvement." ”

The girl in the blue dress closed her eyes, her long black eyelashes trembled slightly, and after a few breaths, she slowly opened them, and there was a faint light in her clear and clear eyes, and she responded softly: "Okay." ”

"Also," Ji Yuenian walked to Qingdi's side, tilting her head slightly, "I don't admit your love for making a move." ”

As soon as these words fell, a blue butterfly flew out of its sleeve with fluttering wings, and in the middle of the flow of light, it turned into a young Taoist with a beautiful face.

Yuan Qing pretended to let Ji Yuenian wait alone at the palace gate, and he used thirty-six changes to enter the Yunque, and after a few breaths, he turned into a butterfly and flew back quietly, hiding in Ji Yuenian's sleeve robe.

Long before turning into birds, Ji Yuenian and Yuan Qing used this method to ingest a colorful fairy glow and hide it on Yuan Qing's body, even if Qingdi didn't make a move, Yuan Qing, who had recovered most of his demigod soul cultivation, could still block the red sword light.

After the green flute appeared, Yuan Qing hid the colorful glow into the jade plaque in Ji Yuenian's sleeve robe, and now, under the cultivation of the magnificent Xianxia, Ji Yuenian's divine palace and divine sea have gradually filled, and even the heavy injuries on the divine soul have improved slightly.

"Quarters, months, and years."

Qingdi grabbed the sleeve of Ji Yuenian's robe, put her beautiful and fair little face close to his ear, looked at him fixedly, and said, "I still have something to ask." ”

Ji Yuenian retreated slightly, but the sleeve robe did not break free of the soft little hands of the girl in the green skirt.

Qingdi gritted his teeth, got closer again, and said word by word: "The brocade silk in the other wooden box, you really haven't ......."

Before these words fell, a deafening roar spread throughout the sky!

Yuan Qing sensed slightly, and said in a deep voice: "There are enough eight immortal rays condensed in the southeast of Yunque!" ”

Ji Yuenian glanced sideways at Qingdi, and said: "Don't delay, Brother Yuanqing and I will help you go to fight for Xianxia, and when this matter is over, not only can your soul be completely erased, but my state of mind will no longer be hindered." ”

The girl in the green skirt was stunned, her expression was rarely in a trance, and there was an indescribable sense of emptiness in the depths of her heart.

In just a few hundred years, it is as if it is a world away.

Today's self is no longer an ignorant newborn ghost in the Qingluan Mountains; The water demon god in front of him is no longer a sword-backed boy who uses the cultivation of entering the Xuan Realm as a barrier to break through the Heavenly Furnace.

The Ji family's spirit ebony sword should have been the only psychic magic weapon he had at the beginning.

Thinking of this, the corners of Qingdi's soft lips faintly evoked a smile, and the complicated emotions that had plagued him for hundreds of years and struggled for a long time finally became clear at this time.