The latest chapter of "The Head of Ten Thousand Immortals"...

In Ming Qi's opinion, no matter how powerful the dream spirit was before she fell asleep, but now she is just a pure girl like a blank paper, although it is still a bit far-fetched to divide her into the category of human beings.

After all, I have received a high-tech education, and my mind is naturally open, and I can see and think openly.

He didn't care about what kind of billet loess, what kind of pink skeleton and the like, aside from the eerie and eye-catching blood skeleton when Dream Spirit first appeared, Dream Spirit at other times was a delicate and distressing beauty no matter which direction he admired it, even if Ming Qi had some shadows on the blood skeleton against his will.

Dream Spirit is the perfect combination of charm and innocence, a scientific theoretical basis that goes beyond the growth and development of normal people. In the words of Ming Qi to describe something that cannot be explained, that is, the demon girl of Mengling is not scientific at all.

But now it's all changed, science, science, science is no longer reliable.

Meng Ling hadn't spoken since he asked, but soon after, he unconsciously turned into a guqin and lay there quietly.

Time flew by, and at noon, Ming Qi came to the entrance of the Valley of Despair again.

The Valley of Despair was still not much different from when he left, gray and lifeless.

This time, the dire wolf was released by him to the mouth of the valley, and he was told to stay there and wait for him to return. The dream spirit was still floating behind Ming Qi, but it still maintained the form of a guqin, and Ming Qi didn't care, and walked into the Valley of Despair.

Stepping on the dead branches and leaves, Ming Qi became familiar with a lot this trip, and he also had a fairly full understanding of the distribution of monsters in this desperate valley, what kind of distance would not encounter innate demon beasts, and what kind of position could easily avoid poisonous insects and poisonous weeds that did not need to waste time.

After walking for a while, Ming Qi found a lot of black line vipers swimming around.

The last time I didn't see a black line viper, it was because they were all attracted by the sound of the dream spirit's piano and were drained of blood, but this time it was different.

Seeing that it was a black-line viper, Ming Qi was not polite, and directly swung out the headwind sword, slashing one by one.

And the dream spirit floating behind him silently absorbed the blood of these slain vipers, and Ming Qi took away the snake gall.

Since he was killed, of course he had to make full use of it, even if that person didn't want so much, maybe there would be someone else who needed it, and he could exchange it for Yuanjing at that time.

Of course, this time Ming Qi's hunting was not limited to the black line viper, after all, after the almost crazy slaughter of the dream spirit a few days ago, there were not many black line vipers in the Valley of Despair.

So Ming Qi walked all the way, and all the demon beasts at the acquired level did not let go of any of them.

After killing all the way, most of the day's work passed unconsciously, and the sky became dark again, and at this time, the dream spirit finally changed from the guqin form to a human form again.

This long killing really made Ming Qi hungry, and seeing that it was getting late, he simply found a fairly good location nearby to set up a bonfire, and ate dry food with the liquor he carried.

The dream spirit floated to the opposite side of Ming Qi, and also sat there in a decent manner.

"You drink?"

Mengling looked at it for a while, and suddenly said.

"Hmm. ”

Ming Qi replied vaguely.

"You're less than fifteen, and drinking alcohol is not good for your health. ”

The Dream Spirit said again.

Burst!

Ming Qi suddenly squirted out a mouthful of wine, mixed with half-chewed dry food.

Why did this girl jump so violently that even he was less than fifteen years old?

Although Ming Qi's soul is relatively old, his age is about to enter the age of fourteen, and he is indeed less than fifteen years old, but if he thinks according to Mengling, fifteen years old seems to be a big dividing line, and Ming Qi does not have much doubt about this, just like the children of Yanzhuang, on their fifteenth birthday, they will hold a coming-of-age ceremony.

However, the key is how could Mengling know this, how could a strong man with tens of millions of years of memories and possibly extraordinary strength pay attention to these trivial things?

Ming Qi calmed down his mood and rationally did not ask, but continued to eat.

"I hate ......"

"Hmm, hate what?"

Ming Qi suddenly noticed that something was wrong with the dream spirit, and two cold lights flashed in the red eyes of his eyes.

"I hate human coming-of-age ceremonies. ”

......

Ming Qi has nothing to say, this time it is really impossible to say, this dream spirit's hatred is really a wonder.

However, there was one point, but it made a burst of worry rise in Ming Qi's heart.

The dreams began to gradually recover, and there was love and hatred in them.

Love was caught in Ming Qi's eyes when the dream spirit asked that sentence on the leaves of the sacred tree, and at this time, she personally said the hatred in her heart, which made Ming Qi have to worry in her heart.

The Dream Spirit woke up and was able to use the mysterious power to drain the blood of thousands of black vipers in an instant before she could remember anything else, so who can guarantee that she had not drawn human blood before she fell into a deep sleep?

The answer is very dangerous, but at this time, Ming Qi is unwilling to think about it.

Thinking of this, Ming Qi suddenly felt that he had a great responsibility.

Immediately put down the flask and said: "The coming-of-age ceremony is just a ceremony, and it has nothing to do with people, but there are two kinds of people in this world, one is a good person, he will be really good to you, so you have to listen to him." The other kind is the bad guy, the one who doesn't want to see you alive and sound, the one who causes pain to others for no reason, and we don't get close to them when we see them. ”

"Was that woman a bad person during the day?"

Ming Qi was stunned, there was no doubt that what Meng Ling said in his mouth must be Ziyue.

But everything Ziyue did was completely for the sake of the purple kite to be able to live better, as a person from Tenghua Zifu, cowardly and merciful, he really couldn't get a foothold, after learning that Zi Yue was a person from Zifu, Ming Qi understood Ziyue's good intentions for a lifetime.

However, this issue is obviously very complicated, and in the current situation, it is impossible to explain it clearly to the Dream Spirit.

So, Ming Qi could only grit his teeth and say yes.

"So, we have to hate, and we just hate the bad guys. “

What Ming Qi said is indeed easy to understand, after all, as long as you are not a stupid and dementia person, when you hear the word bad guy, you must be gritting your teeth.

Dare you say that the man doesn't hate bad guys? Apparently not.

As a result, Ming Qi thought that his explanation could bring the pure mind of the dream spirit back into the realm of reason.

"It seems that he is the one I should hate. ”

Dream Spirit suddenly gritted his teeth and said.

"Him?"

Ming Qi naturally wanted to think about who he was, but he was getting wiser and wiser, so he simply shut up and stopped asking, and grabbed the wine jug and dry food again.

Night.

After eating the dry food, Ming Qi and Mengling came to the previous boulder.

At this moment, the dream spirit stood on the boulder, the black guqin floating in front of her, her hands and ten fingers gently flicking the strings, and the sound waves began to spread, flying to every part of the Valley of Despair.

Dream Spirit was dressed in red, standing there like a ball of fluttering blood.

The strange combination of blood and beauty made Ming Qi involuntarily surprised, there was such a beautiful scene in the world.

At the end of the song, countless large and small demon beasts gathered under the boulder, and the dream spirit stroked the strings with both hands, and at the moment when the song ended, the whole figure suddenly flew up in the air, and began to collect the flying blood unscrupulously.

The dazzling blood flowed, and they all broke away from the main body, and were easily condensed by the dream spirit.

After a while, the surroundings of the boulder became calmer, and at least thousands of demon beasts of all shapes and shapes were drained of blood, and at this time, the surrounding of the boulder seemed to be densely packed with the corpses of demon beasts.

After absorbing the blood of these demon beasts, the Dream Spirit looked even more agile and agile, and even the blood-red dress on her body also emitted a strange blood.

Ming Qi nodded secretly, what Dream Ling said was not false at all, the only thing that could maintain her perfect human form was blood.

At this time, Meng Ling was busy collecting blood, but Ming Qi was very comfortable, and sat on the side to take care of himself, and when he had nothing to do, he took out the wine jug and poured wine indiscriminately.

Wave after wave of demon beasts gathered around the boulder under the sound of the dream spirit's piano, from impatience to madness, and finally to death.

The careful Ming Qi found that after collecting the blood of the third wave of demon beasts, the dream spirit no longer integrated the collected blood into his body, but condensed a thumb-sized red pill.

After a moment of hesitation, Ming Qi immediately understood that the dream spirit was storing the collected blood, and if it reached a critical moment in the future, it could instantly replenish the consumed yuan power, which was almost equivalent to an anti-heaven elixir.

Thinking about this, Ming Qi couldn't help but sigh for a while, what kind of technique is this, alchemy without a Dan furnace is too unbelievable.

However, for such a thing, the dream spirit seems to have become commonplace, skillfully manipulating the blood condensation, and after the condensation is completed, it will continue to attract demon beasts, and it has been going on all night!

Ming Qi didn't do anything this night except drink the wine in the wine jug, and he was really a little panicked.

Seeing that Dream Spirit had started a new round of attracting demon beasts, Ming Qi decided to wait for this time to end, and then let her stop, and it was time to return.

The sound of the piano sounded, and all the demon beasts in the valley of despair under dawn who heard the sound of the piano gathered one after another.

Ming Qi didn't pay attention to it at first, but after listening carefully for a while, he found that this time the sound of the piano had become a little different, more high-pitched, more profound, and the area covered was also unusually large.

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