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Ji Qingzhuo took a deep breath and calmed herself down. She raised her eyes and looked at the pharmacy hall. Qiu Mingxue had already been taken down to heal her injuries. After she left, there was only one Ying Ying left in the center of the huge pharmacy hall. sleeve.

She widened her eyes, her Qingli face was slightly surprised, she did not expect Ye Duanhong to suddenly appear.

Ye Duanhong's cultivation base is high and his strength is strong. If it wasn't for his presence today, no one would be able to subdue this strange flame.

——And Ye Duanhong, who came to watch the disciples participate in the assessment, hid his figure. If he hadn't sat beside him, no one would have been able to spot him.

Yingxiu was silent, only shaking her hands and took out the medicine pill from the medicine tripod. What she made was an ordinary medicine pill, which was just above the average level, which was just better than the rest of the disciples present, but she also gave it to Qiu Mingxue. than her space.

Ye Duanhong's face was cold, and his face was not good-looking. He watched someone take the injured Qiu Mingxue down and sent it to the medical repair, his brows furrowed.

He is a straight-forward person, and he doesn't hide his emotions - with his status in Xuan Yunzong, he doesn't need to greet anyone with a smile.

Ye Duanhong's face was filled with disgust at Qiu Mingxue, he opened his lips and said coldly, "Damn it."

It was his duty as the elder of Xuan Yunzong to rescue her, but anyone with a discerning eye could see that Qiu Mingxue deserved it.

Relying on her status as a beloved princess, she unbridledly demanded from her own country and squeezed the mortals of Zeguo. No one would sympathize with her when she got such an end.

"Senior Brother Xiaoyu...what is that flame?" Ji Qingzhuo calmed down, she looked at the black gas that was struggling and twisting on the ground - it had been cut into two pieces by Ye Duanhong, but she was still struggling. on.

This thing, it seems that it must be burnt to let it go, and its evil nature is very heavy.

"It's—the product of the Earth Vein Ghost Qi." Shen Rongyu opened his lips, and his tone paused when he uttered the first word.

Ji Qingzhuo keenly grasped the four words "earth pulse ghost qi", the system seemed to say... Shen Rongyu has something to do with the earth pulse ghost qi, but she didn't ask, and the system didn't make it clear.

She was stunned for a moment and asked, "Earth pulse ghost, what is it?"

"It's a by-product formed after the aura erupted in this world." Shen Rongyu recounted the contents of the book to Ji Qingzhuo, "After the aura erupted, human beings began to cultivate, and the turbid energy generated after the aura was absorbed and used sank into the earth veins. , because a large amount of turbid qi can no longer be converted naturally, it is deposited into the earth vein ghost qi, which will breed demons."

"So what..." Ji Qingzhuo responded, she was thinking, how could something like this have anything to do with Shen Rongyu, he was dressed in white and floated like an immortal, no matter how he thought about it, it was impossible for him to be related to this evil earth vein ghost. Get involved.

When she was thinking, her expression was dull, so Shen Rongyu leaned over and asked her in a low voice, "What is Zhuo Zhuo thinking?"

There's an alienating tenderness to his smile that's easy to indulge in, like a vortex that attracts everything around him.

Ji Qingzhuo would not be attracted to him, because her piece of wood is too heavy.

She said, "I'm thinking about this leyline ghost."

"Don't think about it." Shen Rongyu said to her with a smile, "Even if you use this little mana for thousands of years, you will not be able to deposit the ghost energy of the earth veins."

Just as they were talking small talk, Ye Duanhong had already captured the demon on the ground, and his long knife drew a magic-sealing formation, covering the purple-black evil flame in it, and the flame was like a snake in the formation. It twisted like crazy, and then a wisp of blue smoke was stripped out of the flames.

Ye Duanhong diverted water to extinguish the remaining flames, and looked at the thing formed by the condensed green smoke. It changed to its original appearance. It was a stone grass, but the stone grass was black, not Qiu Ming Xuegang. Shallot green when you take it out.

"The dead souls of mortals are combined with the ghost energy of the earth vein, and they are called mandrills." Ye Duanhong stared at the scroll of stone grass, and said in a deep voice the origin of this evil thing, "The scroll stone grass is under the cliff and died. Too many people, it is nourished by blood, this mandrill is integrated with this plant along its root system, their only appeal is

revenge

. "

"Qiu Mingxue threw the stone grass into the medicine cauldron and activated the mandrill. It combined with the flame under the medicine cauldron and began to attack her." After confirming the existence of the mandrill, Ye Duanhong deduced the ins and outs of the matter.

"She was injured by the mandrill, and she deserved it, but if the mandrill absorbed her essence, blood and soul, and turned to attack other disciples, the matter would be difficult to deal with." Ye Duanhong raised his hand and picked up the mandrill in the confinement formation. When he got up, he pinched the evil thing to death with one hand, and the picture contained in the phantom also dissipated like bubbles.

All the terrifying sounds and pictures disappeared, and Ji Qingzhuo suddenly saw the roll of stone grass falling.

The pictures and sounds that were just melted into this scroll of stone grass, the struggling hands, family and death, all disappeared, and disappeared in Ye Duanhong's hands...

"No..." Ji Qingzhuo said softly, and she took a step forward.

Shen Rongyu stopped her, and he grabbed her wrist abruptly: "Are you pity for that mandrill?"

"They gather herbs...fall off the cliff..." Ji Qingzhuo said softly, "They also have their own lives, but..."

She was incoherent and could not express what she was thinking, but she felt that Ye Duanhong was too arbitrary, destroying all traces of these souls that once existed.

"Since the moment when they combined with the ghost energy of the earth veins and became a mandrill, they can no longer be called human beings. In the face of their former family and friends, they will also hurt and devour them mercilessly." Shen Rongyu told Ji Qingzhuo said.

Ji Qingzhuo's lips parted, and she didn't speak anymore, because she found that the monks around her were looking at the dead mandrill with expressions of fear and disgust, only she said "no", so funny.

She shut her mouth wisely, that was Qiu Mingxue's Zeguo, what else could she do.

Ji Qingzhuo's hand on her side trembled slightly, she turned around and looked behind Shen Rongyu.

"Senior Brother Xiaoyu, I want to go back." Ji Qingzhuo whispered.

"Okay." Shen Rongyu answered her.

At this time, the elders of the alchemy class have already announced the handling method of today's assessment. The disciple who can refine the elixirs today will hand over the elixirs first, and then after Qiu Mingxue's injury is healed, they will refine the elixirs again. final grade.

It is rare for evil things like mandrill to appear in Xuanyun Sect, but this scroll of stone grass was brought back from Zeguo by Qiu Mingxue himself, and the mandrill was well hidden until it appeared after the scroll of stone grass was stimulated, so everyone They all regarded this as an accident, and when they left, they were still discussing the identity of Qiu Mingxue.

Ji Qingzhuo stepped on Shen Rongyu's Snow Burying Sword, and the dull sound of her body falling to the ground could not stop in her mind.

She closed her eyes and frowned lightly. The reason she had always been reluctant to deal with people was very simple, because she knew that she was easily affected by foreign objects, and her psychological defense line was very fragile in this matter.

Since she didn't dare to touch it, she was not optimistic, but she didn't expect to see such cruel things in the medicine hall today.

"Zhu Zhuo?" Shen Rongyu called her, he held her wrist, his palm was warm, and he seemed to have a different kind of peace of mind.

"Yeah." Ji Qingzhuo replied in a low voice.

"Are you afraid?" he asked, because after returning from the medicine hall, she had been absent-minded and her eyes were dodging.

Dead wood is indeed dead wood, fragile and sensitive, and it is easy to break when touched lightly.

Ji Qingzhuo breathed a sigh of relief and nodded, "Yes."

"It seems that I should leave the letter today and not take you to see the medicine refining assessment." Shen Rongyu coaxed her in a low voice, it was originally a piece of wood, and it became more and more boring.

"Yeah." Ji Qingzhuo still responded.

Her brows were still slightly wrinkled, which gave her pretty cheeks a peculiar crumbly feeling.

Shen Rongyu raised his hand and saw that her frowning eyebrows were smoothed out. He lowered his head and looked at Ji Qingzhuo's clear eyes and asked her, "How can Zhuzhuo be happy?"

He was unusually patient today, and don't know why.

Ji Qingzhuo opened her lips, but her lips only moved slightly, she didn't know what to say, she felt that she was a little bit on the edge.

Everyone has become a mandrill, and there is no room for recovery. This will only make everyone who sees this scene lament and grieve, and she can't do anything.

Shen Rongyu looked down at her, she was always so easy to empathize with the outside world, the donkey was like this, and the mandrill was like this. In this regard, she really doesn't look like wood.

A very strange... person.

He stayed beside Ji Qingzhuo and did not speak.

In the afternoon, she started to practice as usual. When Ji Qingzhuo was holding her wrist, she still didn't recover. Her eyelashes were slightly drooping, and she looked at the hands of the two people. middle.

In the red space, the red airflow belonging to Shen Rongyu has been waiting here for a long time. When it saw Ji Qingzhuo, it rushed over enthusiastically until the turbulent airflow hovered in front of her cheek.

Ji Qingzhuo closed her eyes, and when she entered the consciousness space, she was still gloomy and frowned.

The air stroked her brows, stretched her brows, and then pecked her cheeks again and again.

Ji Qingzhuo turned around and hugged the red airflow, just like hugging a big dog. Of course, the airflow quickly wrapped her up and rolled her into the sea of ​​blood.

"Xiaoyu." Ji Qingzhuo called out to the red airflow, because she knew that he couldn't hear, so she started talking recklessly.

Ji Qingzhuo's ability to talk to herself is very strong, her fingers are passionately kissed by the airflow, and her fingertips can't stop shaking.

"The grievances contained in the mandrill want revenge. It is only right and right. As a princess of a country, Qiu Mingxue regards the lives of the people as a must. If she doesn't cultivate immortality, she will die at the hands of the people one day." Ji Qingzhuo lowered his head, His head got into the arms of the red airflow.

Anyway, Shen Rongyu here couldn't hear him, so she treated him like a tree hole and said everything she didn't dare to say.

"But...but...the resentful spirit has become a mandrill. After they take revenge, they have to kill more innocent people indiscriminately, which is out of the scope of revenge, so Elder Ye wants to kill it." Ji Qing Zhuo's order was surprisingly clear, and she straightened the matter word by word.

"What makes the dead souls mutate is the ghost qi of the earth veins - this ghost qi is a by-product of the use of spiritual qi by humans." Ji Qingzhuo hugged the red airflow tightly, and her cheeks rubbed against the cold breath. After rubbing - anyway, she rubbed too much, and she also became cheeky, "Xiaoyu, this is a contradiction that will never find its source."

Shen Rongyu's breath couldn't hear Ji Qingzhuo's words at all. He could only guess that she was talking by rubbing Ji Qingzhuo's lips, but...what was she talking about?

The red airflow didn't understand, he just stretched out his tongue and licked her lips lightly, rubbing it together.

Gradually, Ji Qingzhuo's sullen mood was also eased by the kisses that fell one after another. When the red air flow was close to her, he was still calling: "Zhuzhuo."

Ji Qingzhuo lowered her head and touched his lips lightly. She asked in a low voice, "Xiaoyu, what is the relationship between you and the Earth Vein Ghost Qi?"

When she woke up, she was already leaning on Shen Rongyu's arms, it was late at night - it was very late for them to practice.

Shen Rongyu lowered her eyes to look at Ji Qingzhuo in her arms. He didn't let go of her, and his eyes fell on the wet hair on her temples.

"Tired?" he asked.

"Yeah." Ji Qingzhuo wanted to sleep very much, because she couldn't sleep in the training space, and the red air flow always haunted her. How could she ignore the whole sea of ​​blood with such enthusiasm.

"If you're afraid, I'll accompany you tonight." Shen Rongyu picked her up, and Ji Qingzhuo's chin rested on his shoulder - just like Shen Rongyu saved her from Jiang Qianke that night.

Ji Qingzhuo was too sleepy, her body was heavy and her eyelids were heavy, so she could only lean on Shen Rongyu without breaking free.

She half-squinted her eyes, looking at the crescent moon hanging in the sky, shining brightly.

Shen Rongyu carried her back, and after stepping on the Snow Burying Sword for a long time, Ji Qingzhuo tilted her head and leaned on his neck - she was so sleepy that she couldn't even tell the difference between Shen Rongyu in the practice space and Shen Rongyu outside.

In normal times, she would definitely stiffen her body and dare not lean over.

When Ji Qingzhuo came over, Shen Rongyu was slightly startled, her hairy head rubbed against his neck, a little itchy, but very cute.

She was very light, and he hugged her like a toy doll that belonged to him.

"Xiaoyu...is very patient with me today." Ji Qingzhuo really forgot that she was still outside. She was so sleepy that she couldn't distinguish between the illusory practice space and reality. She called him without adding " Brother" two words.

"Because you made me happy." Shen Rongyu's words were true, because after that mandrill was killed, among all the monks in the medicine hall, only Ji Qingzhuo took a step forward, trying to stop Ye Duanhong .

"I'm happy." Ji Qingzhuo repeated his words, she yawned, her eyelids drooped, and she closed her eyes.

She didn't speak for a long time, and Shen Rongyu, who was holding her, patted her shoulder: "Zhu Zhuo?"

Ji Qingzhuo was half asleep and didn't answer him.

He called again: "Zuo Zhuo?"

After shouting twice, Ji Qingzhuo closed his eyes and raised his head.

It's not her fault, it's almost a conditioned reflex, she raised her hand and gently wrapped Shen Rongyu's neck as if in the cultivation space.

She closed her eyes, and in the dark, she could follow his voice, following the vibration of his vocal cords, and moved her head closer.

Shen Rongyu never thought that she... would actually do such a thing, when her cold hand pressed against his neck, his body froze.

Under her fingertips, there was a black line extending from the back of his head. His skin felt flawless, but the black scar could not be concealed no matter what.

With such an important part of his body being held by her, his whole body inevitably released a cold and evil killing intent - but Ji Qingzhuo had long been accustomed to his aggressive aura in the training space.

Ji Qingzhuo didn't dodge, she held his hand slightly harder, she raised her head, her jaw and neck drew a graceful arc, and kissed Shen Rongyu's lips.

Even in the cultivation space, her kisses are restrained and careful, like a petal falling.

Under the cool autumn moonlight, the silver splendor was like snow.

The thin ice at the bottom of Shen Rongyu's eyes was shattered by the waves in the depths of his eyes, he leaned over and hugged Ji Qingzhuo in his arms.

He held down the back of her head, turned his head sideways, and pinched her lips together precisely.

Shen Rongyu kissed her back, the kiss was fierce and green, clumsily curling her lips and tongue, making her breathless.

Ji Qingzhuo raised her neck, but she still closed her eyes, not even fully awake.

She was already used to this kind of Shen Rongyu.