"Nianli, I'll leave it to you this time." Feng Qianying stretched out her hand to stroke the whip and said softly.

She stayed away from Limo and enclosed her in a protective circle.

Feng Qianying waved her long whip frantically, and wherever "Nianli" passed, there would definitely be no living mouth, and just when her physical strength was about to run out, she finally killed all those killers.

Feng Qianying walked unsteadily back to Limo's side, ready to reach out to pick up her body, but saw her bloodstained hands.

"No, Limo loves to be clean, my hands are dirty, I can't touch Limo, I have to wash it, I want to wash it, I ...... wash it."

Feng Qianying took out a few bottles of water from the storage space in the Forgotten Sun Ring in a daze, and numbly rubbed her bloodstained hands, she washed them over and over again, her hands turned red, and she didn't feel it when she was about to break them.

"It's clean...... Limo, wait a minute, I'll take you away right away......" Feng Qianying said to herself as she looked at her hand.

She walked towards Limo, squatted down and gently rubbed Limo's head, and said, "Limo, Ah Ying will take you out of here immediately, come, let's go home." ”

She walked all the way to a sea of jasmine flowers with her body in her arms.

A glimpse of the endless sea of flowers, like a fairyland on earth, colorful butterflies flying, bees dancing, a busy and cheerful elves, shuttling between the flowers, everywhere is full of a kind of unrestrained, free and intoxicating vitality! Bursts of fragrance surround you, tantalizing your taste buds until they refresh your heart.

Although jasmine does not have the flamboyance of peonies, the romance of roses, and the charm of lilies, it is full of a simple beauty. Its petals are petite and jade-like in color.

Jasmine flowers like to bloom quietly at night and are never noticeable. The flower language of jasmine is loyalty, respect, purity, and exquisiteness. Limo is like a budding jasmine, exuding a soft aura all over her body, and anyone will like her.

Feng Qianying took Limo to the cabin, washed her, and changed into clean clothes. She carried Limo to the center of the jasmine sea and buried her here.

Feng Qianying leaned against the big tree beside her, recalling the past scenes in her mind, and the things that she had deliberately forgotten gradually became clear.

Watching those images flash in front of her eyes, Limo's words also swirled in her mind.

Finally, Feng Qianying was relieved in these memories: since Limo wants me to live happily, I don't need to be a killing machine like before.

Then I'll live for myself here!

Feng Yueling watched Feng Qianying gradually grow up in the illusion, and felt a little relieved.

With a "bang", the illusion turned into nothingness, and Feng Qianying returned to the space, and broke through the ninth order of the spirit master and became a junior spirit master.

"I am the first-generation space heir of the long-cherished wish space, Feng Yueling, congratulations on passing the test and successfully defeating the demons, and your cultivation path will be smoother in the future."

Kazesakura opened her eyes and saw a beautiful woman standing in front of her.

The woman's eyes are like water, but with a touch of coldness, she seems to be able to see through everything, her ten fingers are slender, her skin is like clotted fat, her snow white is pink, her lips are red, she is smiling, she is dressed in a white dress, with dark lines of rusty wood hibiscus, and a green silk is shallow with hibiscus tassels, and a wood hibiscus pattern on her forehead exudes a faint light.

She has a slender waist, slender limbs, a fairy-like temperament, a hibiscus crystal necklace around her neck, more and more clear collarbones, a white jade bracelet on her wrist lined with snow skin, a pair of gilt shoes on her feet decorated with gemstones, beautiful eyes flowing, like a withering wood hibiscus that has lost its vitality in the dark, her expression is indifferent, like a fairy who does not eat fireworks in the world, and the corners of her mouth hook up a smile, like fireworks as ethereal and gorgeous.