After walking a few houses, Qin Ji became nervous. The pen & fun & pavilion www.biquge.info insect capital was taken away, and it was the black gauze saintess who bought it. Qin Ji was suspicious, the Holy Clan's acquisition of insect heads was mostly for refining weapons, and it was not surprising that a small amount of purchases were made, there must be a reason for such a large number of acquisitions.

Qin Ji didn't think much about it anymore and walked quickly towards the city. Ten families, hundreds of families, the more they asked, the more frightened they became, and in the end, Qin Ji almost stopped asking, and walked through the various holy pharmacies and foreign shops like a gust of wind.

From sunrise to sunset, I don't know how many homes I went to, but I didn't find the black gauze saintess. Qin Ji sat at the head of the bridge, silently watching the waning sunset.

Who is the saint and why do you collect so many insect corpses?

The afterglow of the setting sun stained the corners of the sky red, and also dyed Qin Ji's face red. Warm with a little coldness.

Why? Qin Ji's mind was full of question marks. She wasn't afraid that the saint would buy up all the insect corpses, but she just faintly felt something. This feeling is so nervous and scary. I don't feel like I associate the black veil with a name.

This name has taken root in her heart for thousands of years, and it has never faded, just like this beautiful glow, dyed cold in the bleak wind of Guangqiu. Although it makes her feel cold and lonely, it always repeats the eternal beauty in front of her eyes.

Over the years, Qin Ji has never given up, but has become stronger in her heart, even if there is a little hope, she doesn't want to give up, just like every time she sees Chixiao, she has to ask the same thing. "Is there any news of Mo Xie".

Even though it was the same answer every time, Qin Ji always held on to a glimmer of hope. Chixiao must be an incarnation-level Saint Ancestor, and his amount of information is much greater than that of Qin Ji. Qin Ji thought about inquiring about it himself, there are millions of Holy Clans Holy Cities, and it is difficult to find a Saint Ancestor-level Saint Priest to find a needle in a haystack.

Qin Ji is used to it, she is used to relying on it. It's the same in the puppet realm, and it's the same in the holy realm. She tried hard to find it, just to get back that feeling of dependence. She thinks so much about that snuggling, that gentleness. She didn't want to give up, even if there was only a little hope.

The dark fragrance wafted by, like a flash in the pan, stirring the curtain of tranquility. Qin Ji's thoughts stopped as if they were broken. His gaze drifted away with the dark incense, and the black gauze shadow flickered by. The familiar back squeezed into the shadows of the pavilion below the bridge.

It's her!" Qin Ji jumped up and chased after her like a madman.

"Holy friends, etc." Qin Ji stretched out his hand to grab it, only to catch an afterimage.

The black gauze saint didn't turn her head, and her body moved slightly and moved out a few feet. Qin Ji jumped away, trying to catch the Holy Maiden, but was a little slower every time.

The Holy City of the Holy Clan is not allowed to be empty, and no divine consciousness is allowed. The black gauze saintess can take a slight step in the air and walk like the wind, so she must have a certain skill. This is not a retreat, but a light skill of the puppet realm.

Qin Ji thinks that she is good at kung fu and has won the true inheritance of her father. But in front of the black veil saintess, she was almost faceless.

One is as light as the wind, and the other is as fast as electricity. The two saints move around the city as if they were playing hide-and-seek. In the blink of an eye, he went out of the city gate.

The curtain came from beyond the distant mountains, and the outlines of the mountains glowed charmingly, sadly, and brightly in the receding day. In the red glow at the top of the mountain, two holy women stood in the air.

Qin Ji's face was pink, and her tender red lips were a little bright in the pink, making her pretty face so bright that she was about to drip honey.

The black veil saint's black eyes are flooded, that is, reflecting the faded blue sky, and also reflecting the red saint.

The two saints looked at each other coldly, and from the two pairs of black and red pupils, they seemed to be able to examine each other's state of mind.

After staring at each other for a long time, the Black Veil Saintess asked coldly, "With your realm, do you want to rob?"

Qin Ji looked at the Black Veil Saintess, a little nervous and a little scared. She wanted to ask, but she was afraid to get the result she wanted. Hearing the Black Veil Saintess say this, she shook her head gently.

"Holy friend, I want to ask, what is the use of buying insect corpses."

The black veil saintess's black eyes dimmed, and her voice became even colder. "No comment".

Qin Ji's heart clenched violently, and it jumped to his throat. Timidly shouted to the black gauze saintess who turned around to leave. "Do you know Mo Ye"?

The black veil saintess's pupils shrank, and she replied coldly: "I don't know."

After speaking, the black veil saintess hurriedly fled. Qin Ji wanted to chase, but stopped again, the realm of the Black Veil Holy Maiden was much higher than her. It's no longer possible to catch up. I had to silently watch the swarthy figure fall into the darkness of the sky.

Qin Ji stood in the night, staring for a long time. Everything was immersed in the soft, crystalline night, engulfed in the blackness that rose from the horizon.

With that loss, Qin Ji returned to the Suo Domain. Chixiao was still cultivating, Qin Ji wanted to go over and talk, but when he saw Chixiao's slightly locked brows when he was cultivating, he knew that he must have encountered a problem, so he couldn't bother him at this time. I had to retreat silently, standing in the light mask and looking at the silent sky, hoping that the vanishing night could take away my paranoid thoughts.

The crystal-like temple is hidden deep in the pale green towering ancient trees, bathed in the rose-red morning glow. The two red-scaled golden dragons on the cornices want to soar into the air.

There is a black gauze saint sitting on the back of the hall, the long black gauze spreads out, only faintly covering the snow-white carcass under the chest peak, the white shadow is too white and greasy, and the whole hall is embroidered with spring color through the black yarn.

The airspace moved slightly, and another black gauze saintess appeared in the temple, the black pupils on the black veil contracted, and her eyes were full of resentment.

"Is Ling Xinzi selling spring when she dresses so revealingly"?

Ling Xinzi turned her head, her round face was deeply sunk in dimples, and her talking eyes smiled.

"Linglezi, people are so lonely, can't they let people think of spring"?

"Go, Gu Xin told you, another unbearable and lonely look, let that old ** see, don't hurt me."

"Yes, junior sister, everyone knows that you are a famous stone girl, I know that you are really unlucky, Sichun is in charge."

"Thinking ...... Think about it, this is what you want, refine it quickly, and break through the incarnation realm as soon as possible is the right thing."

"So much, how many hedrons did you spend".

"Whatever, we don't need to spend it anyway." After Bian Le finished speaking, he sat aside, took out the holy bag and took out a true crystal, which was about to be refined. His eyes stared at the true crystal and stopped.

Gu Xin tilted his head and walked over, rolled his eyes and looked at it for a while, interrupting Bian Le's musings with a smile.

Bian Le slowly closed his eyes, his eyebrows locked, and his head turned sideways. I opened my eyes violently. Gu Xin was taken aback.

"What's wrong, junior sister, you're so weird"!

"Today, I met an acquaintance ......." Bian Le told the story of meeting Qin Ji. When she was in the puppet realm, Bian Le was the valley master of the Black Wind Valley, and she knew the affairs of each sect as if she was in charge, and when she saw Qin Ji in the city, she immediately recognized it. I didn't expect Qin Ji to be suspicious of her, but why would she ask Mo Ye about it.

This name is hated and feared by Bian Le. When I think about it, my heart hurts like a needle, dripping blood, and I feel like I'm going to suffocate. Bian Le still doesn't believe that she is in love with Mo Ye, even when she shares a bed, she thinks that she is waiting for the opportunity.

When Gu Xin heard that Qin Ji asked about Mo Ye, her little face was a little unbearable. Grunched mouth, grinning at the corners of his mouth, looking like he was about to cry. Choked up for a moment. "Senior sister, let's go back! Ling Ranzi should be Mo Xie."

Bian Le closed her eyes and shook her head gently, from that day on, whether it was or not, she didn't want to go back. In her heart, there are two seeds buried, one is hatred and the other is love. She was afraid that if she saw those soul-hooking eyes, if she couldn't see him, the flame of revenge would burn, and only then would she feel worthy of her senior brother. Once she saw him, the flame of love burned her to the ground, and she no longer had the courage to hate him, and would hide in his arms like a gentle lamb, longing for his caresses.

Scared, Bian Le was really scared, she didn't dare to go back. I'm also afraid to go back. She wants to burn the flame of hatred for the vow of love that she once had.

Gu Xin saw that Bian Le was running away again, and sighed softly. She understands her sister's state of mind, and for so many years, in order to escape, she has accompanied her to the end of the world. But she really wanted to be evil. Although Ling Ranzi gradually became lonely in order to cast soldiers, his arms were always warm, and Gu Xin could experience that warm feeling when he closed his eyes.

"Okay, don't think too much, the old pervert said, if we don't break through the realm, they will send us back to the Holy Sword Mountain."

"That's good, I'm just thinking about going back."

Bian Le opened his eyes violently and glared at Gu Xin fiercely. She understands Gu Xin's mind, and she wants Lingranzi. It's just because of her that Gu Xin gave up love and accompanied her to escape from reality.

Gu Xin pursed her lips, there were a hundred reluctances in her heart, what can be done, for so many years, she and Bian Le have lived and died together, and they are like brothers. No matter what the bloody rain, she never left her. Her life was given by her, and even her love came because of her.

"You really don't want to use the 'Divine Pill'."

"No, you don't". Bian Le gritted his teeth and replied.

"Senior sister, I really don't know what you think, the 'Transformation Saint Pill' was given by Mo Xie, you don't want to use it, but many of your secret techniques are not sent by Mo Xie?"

"That's different."

"How is it different, you can't wronged yourself and torture yourself because you hate him and run away from him. This is the old ** Jing Xin, you can watch it!" Gu Xin took out the crystal letter and put it heavily in Bian Le's hand.

Bian Le shook it, she didn't have to look at it, she knew what it was. It's nothing more than a threat, and another threat.

Bian Le touched the holy bag, the "Turning Saint Pill" was still condensed with Mo Ye's body temperature, she wanted to use it, but she was afraid that after using it, she felt more guilty in her heart. I am even more afraid that the rain and dew of love will extinguish the hatred forever, so that she can no longer hate.

"Give me some time".

Gu Xin sighed deeply, Bian Le said this countless times. It's been too long, a hundred, a thousand years. She still hadn't found a time to make up her mind.

The airspace shook slightly, and Gu Xin came back to his senses and hurriedly wrapped the Holy Body in his battle armor.

Jian Xinzi and Jian Jinzi pulled their old faces into the hall, and the thief's sleek gaze slid over Gu Xin, looking at the cold Bian Le with an expressionless face.

Gu Xin scolded in his heart, but he still got up and saluted.

Kenshin cleared her throat. "Listen, you two, the elder is already impatient, and if he doesn't break through the realm, I'm afraid he will blame him."