"Sir, this is General Si's youngest daughter!"
"What General Si? He is the leader of the rebel army!"
"Yes, this is the daughter of the thief. Are you satisfied with it?"
"Haha, it's as delicate as jade, ready to bloom."
"Don't come over, don't come over, ah! No, no!"
don't want! !
Si Minglan's eyes widened and she sat up, covered in cold sweat.
She covered her head and calmed down for a moment before she gradually came back to her senses.
Looking around, the quiet room is elegant and chic, with light smoke curling up.
When he looked down, he saw that he was wearing a plain white dress, with long, silky hair and white skin.
She remembered that she was swallowed into the mouth by the earthworm that emerged from the ground in the Chang Mansion.
Then there was darkness, and I was unconscious.
It should be Qin Gengyun and Qiu Zhihe who defeated the mole and rescued her.
After washing her body, Si Minglan checked her body and found that all the external injuries were healed.
It must be that Qin Gengyun and Na Susu used the method of bathing with several people to heal themselves, so they were able to recover so quickly.
This healing method is really shameful.
Haha, Si Minglan, Si Minglan, what's the harm in letting others see your filthy body?
Si Minglan shook his head mockingly, sat down cross-legged, and started to use his skills.
Although she and Fang Xue fought against Xiyue Peak, she was still a disciple of the Zhenyang Sect. She had worked hard for so many years in order to use the Zhenyang Sect to destroy the Western Dynasty.
She was not willing to give up like this.
He quickly recovered his cultivation and returned to Xiyue Peak to deal with Ye Xiyue. Maybe he could use this matter to gain leverage over Ye Xiyue and force her to help him get revenge.
However, when Si Minglan activated his spiritual power, his expression suddenly changed.
At this time, a cold voice sounded next to him:
"Your origin is damaged, most of your meridians are broken, and your spiritual field continues to wither. Using your spiritual power will only make you die faster."
Si Minglan's cheeks were pale and she looked at the petite figure in front of her with a sad smile on her face:
"Qiu Zhihe, it seems that I won't have the opportunity to go to your house next year to see the pond full of lotus flowers."
She weakly supported the bedside with her hands, her eyes gradually becoming distracted.
Father, mother, brother, sister. Minglan is useless and cannot avenge you.
Qiu Zhihe's voice continued to come to my ears: "There are two ways that may save your life."
Si Minglan looked up quickly, her eyes focused again: "What can we do?"
Qiu Zhihe said calmly: "First, dual cultivation, yin and yang are reconciled, yang irrigates the spiritual field, nourishes the source, slowly repairs the meridians, and you can recover within a year. If you continue to practice dual cultivation, you may be able to break through the heart Demons advance to the golden elixir and directly enter the Nascent Soul."
"Double cultivation?"
Si Minglan looked at Qiu Zhihe in shock, but heard her continue:
"Second, destroy the good and become a demon, destroy the Zhenyang Sect skills in your body, practice the demon sect skills, and enter the demonic path. Not only can you reshape your origin, but you may also gain more powerful power, and even immortality."
"However, ordinary magic skills cannot do this. You must practice the most sinister skills in the magic door, such as"
"Celestial Beast Record? Turn into a man-eating monster like a mole?" Si Minglan asked.
Qiu Zhihe nodded and continued, "How do you choose?"
Si Minglan lowered his head, clenched his hands tightly into white fists, and a sneer appeared on his pale face.
"Haha, people like me are actually dead long ago, so why bother trying to stay alive?"
Qiu Zhihe looked at her, a little surprised: "You don't even choose?"
Si Minglan shook his head, slowly fell on the bed, and closed his eyes.
"Qiu Zhihe, I'll leave the lotus flowers in your house next year to you and your husband."
"Si Minglan"
"I'm tired, please let me sleep for a while."
Qiu Zhihe was silent for a moment, then stood up and walked out of the room.
On the bed, that plump and charming body seemed to be dead, motionless. Only the tears flowing from the corners of her eyes could prove that she was still alive.
Qiu Zhihe walked out of the room. Qin Gengyun, Liusu and Fang Xue were all standing outside. Fang Xue stepped forward and asked:
"Sister Qiu, is Third Senior Sister awake? What did she say?"
Qiu Zhihe said: "She doesn't even have a choice, she doesn't want to live anymore."
"How could it be?!" Fang Xue was startled and said quickly: "There is obviously a way. Even if the third senior sister doesn't want to practice the magic sect technique, she can, it can."
Fang Xue couldn't help but look at Qin Gengyun, and ignored Qiu Zhihe's presence, and said anxiously:
"Anyway, Third Senior Sister is already like that with Uncle Qin. The worst case scenario is that she will marry Uncle Qin as his concubine. It's better than dying, right?"
Liusu was also surprised, curled her lips and said: "She is not a yellow flower girl, but she is also noble!"
Then he clapped his hands and said, "Does this vixen want to be the empress of the palace?"
"Susu." Qiu Zhihe glanced at her and Liusu stuck out her tongue.
Qin Gengyun frowned slightly and looked at Qiu Zhihe.
In fact, both he and Qiu Zhihe sympathized with Si Minglan. This woman seemed bold and dissolute, but in fact she had a very miserable childhood.
The meaning of her life may lie in the word "revenge".
Because of this, Qin Gengyun was even more puzzled. There was no way to take revenge after death, but why would Si Minglan rather die than accept those two methods and live?
"The vixen doesn't want to practice evil arts like the Record of Heavenly Beasts, probably because he doesn't want to become a man-eating monster. This is understandable, but"
Liusu crossed his arms and was equally puzzled: "If you find someone you don't hate and practice dual cultivation, you can continue to live. Why doesn't she want to?"
Qiu Zhihe walked to the railing on the second floor and looked at the morning sky in the distance:
"She has never been a practitioner. She has always been the little daughter in the general's mansion of the Western Dynasty."
night.
On the third floor of Xingyun Inn, in a room that was just opened last night.
"Fellow Daoist Qin, I promised you that when you build the foundation, you and I will realize it. Come on, we will fulfill our promise today!"
Mo Xiaolan and Qin Gengyun sat face to face at the table. They both held large bowls filled with wine in their hands. They clinked them together, raised their necks, and drank it down in one gulp.
After the two finished the bowl, Noila Mo picked up the remaining half of the jar of wine and was about to pour wine for Qin Gengyun, but he stopped him.
"Fellow Daoist Mo, what I said at first was that you and I would drink from the same jar of wine on the day of building the foundation. But now that I am the only one building the foundation, I can only drink half of the jar."
"We will drink from the remaining half of the altar when you are building the foundation!"
After Qin Gengyun finished speaking, he sealed the half jar of wine and put it into the storage bag.
Seeing his action, Noila Mo was slightly startled, then a smile appeared on her face:
"Okay! It's a deal!"
"It's a deal!"
"Miss, do you want me to use my hazy spiritual eyes to see what they are doing?"
On the second floor, Liusu was excitedly saying to Qiu Zhihe:
"Maybe they've both rolled into bed now!"
Qiu Zhihe sat cross-legged on the bed, closed her eyes and said calmly:
"I believe in him."
(End of chapter)
