Jiuji has done well enough in the years he has followed her!
She wanted to give him his freedom without falling into the abyss with her.
As if sensing Lu Qingye's thoughts, Jiuji's big head gently rubbed Lu Qingye's hand.
"Lu... Qingye, it doesn't make sense. If you want me to... make a contract, I will follow you... Now if you want to... terminate the contract... just drive me away... If you want to die... just die together... Okay …”
As Jiu Ji spoke, more blood spurted out from Black Wind Tiger's mouth, dyeing Lu Qingye's robe red and making her feel particularly dazzling.
"Boom!"
Another crack of thunder pierced the air.
Lu Qingye raised his head stiffly and looked at the massive thunder disaster.
She is not willing to give in!
She wants to live!
The invisible force is getting tighter and tighter, it seems like the shackles of heaven, the shackles of the world, and even more like the shackles of fate!
She didn't want to die like this!
She still has a lot of things to do. She promised her grandpa to live a good life, the sect competition agreed with her fellow sects, and the promise to create a future together with Jiuji...
There are many, many more things!
The obsession that lives in her heart!
Dawn is about to break in the sky...
The strong unwillingness made Lu Qingye's soul power become violent.
Under the interference of soul power, countless chaotic scenes appeared.
In the dim world, countless soul cultivators wandered on the outlying islands and beaches.
The female nun's bare, pale and thin feet stepped on the gray beach and walked forward step by step.
"My name is Lu Qingye. It's a long story... because when I was wandering, those annoying guys always called me Aye, saying that I was a lonely ghost with no past life and that I was born like duckweed... ...I often sit on the big stone on Lidaotan, looking at the only beam of light in the middle of the lake. Although the light is turbid, the entire lake it shines on is also turbid... At that time, I was thinking, if one day, the soul world can With a dazzling light, the clear lake water will also become clear...how wonderful it would be..."
"How can we change all this, let those who are suffering suffer less, let them be more happy, make the world less suffering, let the wanderers have a home, and let the living have hope. I know that one person can The power is too weak to change anything, but if you do nothing because of this, how can you be worthy of yourself..."
"Hell is empty and demons are in the world! But hell is overcrowded..."
The wind, carrying someone's thoughts and expectations, blew to the soul world and disturbed the originally peaceful lake.
The female cultivator in the lake slowly raised her head, revealing her cold yet compassionate eyes.
"The gods have not yet fallen, so why do they come to me for help?"
The howling wind blew the dead trees and branches around them swaying wildly.
The crows were wandering around, screaming sadly.
The man who was covered in messes and scars showed his somewhat confused but stubborn eyes.
"Excuse me...how to get to Dry Copper Mountain...?"
The old man holding the oil lamp looked at the pale man strangely.
He stepped back unconsciously.
"I have no idea I have no idea!"
These days, some people still ask about the bad luck. Who is not afraid of being contaminated by bad luck? He doesn't want to be the guide!
That is Dry Copper Mountain! A place where countless seas of consciousness have accumulated, and where strong Yin energy and evil energy have gathered!
It is also the place leading to the yang and yin realms.
Who runs there for nothing?
Thinking of the pale face of the woman he had just seen, the old man ran away in panic.
He was left alone muttering to himself.
"Where is Dry Copper Mountain? How long will it take... to get there... I'm so tired..."
The wind blew up the fallen leaves on the ground, leaving a desolate place.
Amid the thunder, Lu Qingye's widened pupils seemed to reflect those familiar or unfamiliar scenes.
