The heavy stone door was closed again, isolating hope and disappointment, and Wei Qiqi and Jiuli each leaned aside, looking diagonally across the road. At this time, if two men can light a cigarette and swallow the clouds, they may dissipate some of the boredom of waiting, but it is a pity that there are no cigarettes in this world.

The matter has come to this, it is useless to think about it, Jiuli asked about the trip to Biwu Island in Taiyizong, Wei Seventeen said it in detail from beginning to end, and when he heard that Chu Tianyou controlled the ghost city of Dongming, his eyebrows jumped, and when he heard Pan Chengnian take out the Lingtai square inch lamp, his eyebrows jumped again, the hidden strength of Pan and Chu was obviously beyond his expectations, in contrast, the Kunlun faction had a bit of a taste of the waning West Mountain.

There is no successor to my Ziyang, even if Pu Tianwei breaks through the Sword Spirit Pass, he will not be able to cultivate the Sword Domain in his lifetime, and the Sword Spirit Tianlu is not enough to compare with Qingming. He was thoughtful, pacing back and forth with his hands behind his back, revealing a little anxiety, Wei Qiqi could understand his mood, Ruan Jing snatched away, Yin and Yang were one, this was the last fight, if he couldn't subdue the demon phoenix, he was afraid that under the nest, there would be no eggs.

This world can no longer withstand the repeated toss of fire and decay water.

"How's Qingming?" he asked.

"It's not good, the fire and water are intertwined, the power of time washes away, and the demon soul under the demon tower is barely supported, and time is running out. ”

Wei Qiqi was always puzzled, and asked tentatively: "The soul of the Heavenly Demon may be a great supplement, why don't you waste it?"

Jiu Li glanced at him, "The demon soul under the Demon Suppression Tower must be pulled by the flesh before it can be ingested, Wei Yunya and Guo Kui's flesh has become the food in your belly, and the body of the Sky Fox is still there, do you dare to touch her soul?"

Wei Qiqi could only report with "hehe", Tianhu Ruan Qing sacrificed herself into the tower, and her merits were immeasurable, plus Ruan Jing was caught in the middle, and it was really unreasonable to move her soul.

"Situ Huang is very powerful, I don't know what the result of her battle with Pan Chengnian was. Wei Qiqi paused and expressed his worries, "Even if Ruan Jing succeeds in winning the house, there is not much chance of winning if she goes to Biwu Island in the short term." ”

Jiuli said: "Legend has it that Situ Huang is amazingly talented, and after decades of cultivation, he has broken through the refining of the gods, and stepped into the catastrophe, no one believes it, but Biluo sent him to smear gold on his face and brag about it, but he can calmly kill people under Pan Chengnian's nose, forcing him to sacrifice the Lingtai square inch lamp, I'm afraid the rumors are not false." In this world, there is finally a great monk in the second tribulation period. The best result of the tribulation period is naturally a lose-lose situation, and I am afraid that the sky will not obey people's wishes - this time, I will accompany you on a trip. ”

Wei Qiqi was slightly stunned, "Didn't you say that you were trapped here?"

Jiuli said leisurely: "The demon refining sword is here, I can't leave this square inch of land, you will take the demon refining sword with you, won't it be done!"

The reason makes sense, but what does it mean to "take the demon refining sword with you"? Wei Qiqi's heart was awe-inspiring, Jiu Li was anxious, this was a desperate decision, shaking the foundation of Liushi Peak, and the shape was already so bad that he had to go to Biwu Island in person?

The last hole cards of the Kunlun faction are also going to be turned over.

"It's okay......" He smiled bitterly and looked at the closed stone room, guessing Ruan Jing's fate.

To be born again, or to perish, that is the question.

When there was nothing to say, he could only be silent, time passed bit by bit, and there was no light in the road, Wei Qiqi put his elbows on his hands, leaned on the stone wall and closed his eyes, waiting anxiously. Concern is chaos, this is also a helpless thing, the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment, he can't imagine what he should do if the stone door in front of him can never be opened.

If you are poor, you will be good to yourself, and if you are good, you will help the world, this is a good wish, there are not so many choices in reality, and the cruelty of fate lies in this.

I don't know how long I waited, until my anxious heart calmed down again, and when I was almost asleep, the heavy stone door finally opened, and a small figure staggered out holding on to the stone wall, and the robe was generally stained on the body, half of which was dragged on the ground, like the tail of a wedding dress. She was exhausted, almost collapsed, drenched in sweat, her black hair pressed against her face and neck, like a weed, and she was unbearable.

Wei Qiqi opened his eyes suddenly, rushed forward in three steps and two steps, grabbed her thin shoulders, and looked at her carefully. She smiled at him reluctantly, her legs weakened, and she fell into his arms, Wei Qiqi looked up at the stone room, only to see the Ruan Jingwu he knew with his arms and knees, floating in the air, the sea of vitality gradually receded, and the insignificant body quickly aged, shriveled, collapsed, and turned into ashes.

The little girl in her arms stretched out her hand, tried to block his eyes, and whispered, "Don't, don't look." ”

Wei Qiqi confirmed that she was Ruan Jing, not Bian Ya, and he couldn't help but smile: "Okay, don't look at it." With that, he leaned over and picked her up.

That person's embrace, warm and powerful, although not accustomed to intimacy, and this intimacy is out of the doting on the other little person in this body, Ruan Jing did not refuse very much, she convinced herself, I am too tired, and then closed my eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

By the time she woke up from her sleep, it had been three days later, and the torrential rain was raging outside the window, and the sound of the endless rain was noisy and loud.

The air was damp, the bed was sticky and uncomfortable, and the body was wearing someone else's clothes, too big, empty, and didn't fit. There was something extra in her body, and she couldn't explain it clearly, which made her a little unaccustomed.

Ruan Jing lay down for a while, got up and got out of bed, walked barefoot to the window, pushed open the window, and the cold mixed with water droplets hit his face. The world is white and vast, the peaks and peaks are like washing, the valley is deep, the plank road near is extended against the mountain cliff, and the cloud pavilion and the green pavilion in the distance are hidden in the torrential rain.

She's in the middle of nowhere.

Ruan Jing looked back at the unfamiliar quiet room, and found a bronze mirror on the table next to the wall, which was left by an empathetic guy. She flattened her mouth, stood in front of the bronze mirror, and slowly took off her robe, naked and naked, as clean as a newborn baby.

Slender body, fair-skinned, small, thin arms and legs, childish little face, eyebrows and eyes have not grown, and she is still a beautiful embryo.

Ruan Jing looked critically at herself in the mirror, stroked her flat chest and abdomen, her heart moved slightly, a white light emitted from her eyebrows, and the yang lock jumped out, circled around the quiet room, and obediently stopped in front of her. It is also the bloodline of the Heavenly Demon, and the oppression given by the Heavenly Fox is far more than that of Jair, and the Yang Lock is psychic, perceiving the difference, and reining in the rebelliousness, as docile as a kitten.

The door of the quiet room was suddenly pushed open, and Yang Suo cheered, and the joy of love infected Ruan Jing.

"Uh, I'm sorry, you go on ......" The man's eyes were blazing, swept over him, and then retreated, leaving an inexplicable sentence and casually covering the door.

What do you mean by "you continue"? What did he think I was doing? In addition to being ashamed, Ruan Jing couldn't blame her, she made up her mind, put on her robe again, subconsciously wrapped it tightly, and raised her voice through the door: "Okay, you can come in." ”R1058