Thousands of green shadows passed through countless broken afterimages, tearing apart several Yunque Cloud Palaces one after another. They came from an extremely distant place and shattered the extremely ferocious blood-red sword light.
Countless afterimages gathered together in one place, and the aura scattered, revealing a beautiful girl wearing a blue dress.
There were ten rays of beautiful and colorful rays floating behind her. She looked around, her clear and transparent eyes filled with coldness, she flicked her sleeves and said, "Who dares to touch him?"
The evil genius who took action just now obviously recognized Qing Di. At this time, he was so frightened that he could not speak. Even the fingers holding the sword were trembling.
Many creatures also showed fear on their faces, and many people had left here quietly.
In this canopy of clouds, Qingdi was not only the first person to enter this place, but he had also killed countless monsters and prodigies with his mysterious afterimage magic in the previous series. Now he has been shunned by everyone. A terrible creature that is inferior to him.
A blazing golden light came across and landed in front of Qingdi. It was the golden-robed young man in the Golden Holy Palace.
"Qingdi, the three fairy clouds in the northwest are about to be enlightened and born. Why did you suddenly give up the fight?"
The young man in gold robe looked at Qingdi steadily, his tone was rather worried.
Qing Di glanced at him, her eyes became colder, and said: "Back off."
"You are presumptuous!"
The young man in golden robe had a look of shock and anger on his face, and was about to open his mouth to reprimand, but inadvertently saw ten rays of light floating behind Qingdi, and immediately poured it on his head like a basin of cold water, and he immediately stopped talking.
On the surface, the Empress of Jin Sheng Palace asked Qing Di to obey her orders, but secretly she gave Qing Di the only jade token with the authority to collect Xianxia!
Every time he thought of this, a bone-chilling chill swept through the heart of the young man in golden robe.
Qing Di no longer paid attention to him, but turned sideways, looking at Ji Yuenian sitting on the ground with complicated eyes, and said in a much lighter tone: "Ji Yuenian."
At this time, her voice was gentle and pleasant, like gurgling water, like an oriole in an empty valley, or like a clear spring passing through a stream. The young man in golden robe standing on one side couldn't help but open his eyes wide. For a moment, he forgot the unhappiness just now, and his face was filled with emotion. He looked incredulous and murmured: "This witch actually has such a side... Such a voice... Such a tone..."
As the wind roared, the clouds rolled in, and the colorful halo of light flowing around Qingdi became more beautiful.
Ji Yueliang raised his head slightly and looked at the girl in the green skirt standing in front of him, but did not speak.
Qingdi was silent for a moment, then stretched out his sleeves and took out a colorful ray of light that escaped, and handed it to Ji Yuenian.
As if aware of the coldness in Ji Yuenian's eyes, the girl in the green skirt walked up to Ji Yuenian and whispered: "I want to take the first seat for the Golden Saint Palace, but I am a bit weak. Ji Yuenian, I will give you this fairy cloud to restore your soul, and you can help me fight for the fairy cloud, okay?"
Although the meaning behind her words was obvious, they were almost all superficial. There was actually a hint of begging hidden in her voice.
Begging Ji Yuenian to take down this glow, begging Ji Yuenian to reveal his true feelings towards him.
She knew Ji Yuenian's character, and she also knew the pride deep in Ji Yuenian's heart.
After a few breaths passed, the girl in the green skirt still stretched out her sleeves motionlessly, holding a magnificent ray of light in her slender white jade hands, hanging quietly in front of Ji Yuenian.
Ji Yuenian looked at the young girl's little hand holding Xiaguang under the sleeves of her azure robe, never looking into her clear and clear eyes, and said softly: "It's time to end the relationship with you."
"What do you mean by this?" Qing Di bit her lip subconsciously, "What cause and effect do you want to resolve?"
"Since your heart is like a bright mirror, why do you pretend to be ignorant?" Ji Yuenian stood up and flicked the sleeves of his robe, but did not take the rays of light in the hands of the girl in the green skirt. "To you, I am just like the moon in the mirror. When you were a Heart-Eating Ghost in the Qingluan Mountains, you were perfectly capable of it, but now that your cultivation is getting deeper, those dispensable memories have become a hindrance to you."
Ji Yuenian turned his head sideways, with azure divine light lingering around him, and said: "What's more, I have expressed my gratitude to you many times in the past. I was originally somewhat grateful to you. If you want to leave the Baiye Realm, just leave directly." Yes, I don't care much about it, but you insist on keeping that jade plaque, you are so indecisive, you are so indecisive, you have disturbed my state of mind for nothing, it really shouldn't be."
"Ji Yuenian, you have always wanted to do this..."
The girl in the green skirt looked at him blankly, her little hand holding Xiaguang trembled slightly, her mind was surging, and she said: "I not only left a jade plaque, but also a piece of brocade silk. Could it be that that piece of brocade silk..."
"Don't deceive yourself anymore," Ji Yuenian shook her head and interrupted her. Her dark hair was gradually filled with a trace of icy blue halo, "I won't take this ray of sunshine, but I will I'll help you fight for Xianxia, and once this is over, the cause and effect between you and me will be cut off, and there will be no more involvement."
The girl in the green skirt closed her eyes, and her long black eyelashes trembled slightly. After a few breaths, she slowly opened her eyes. There was a hint of water in her clear and transparent eyes, and she responded softly: "Okay."
"Also," Ji Yuenian walked to Qingdi's side and tilted his head slightly, "I don't accept your feelings for taking action just now."
After saying this, a blue butterfly flapped its wings and flew out from his sleeve. As the mysterious light circulated, it transformed into a handsome young Taoist priest.
The conversation between Yuan Qing and Ji Yuenian under the palace gate of Yun Que was deliberate. Yuan Qing pretended to let Ji Yuenian wait alone at the palace gate, and then used the thirty-six transformation techniques to enter Yun Que. , after a few breaths it turned into a butterfly and flew back quietly, hiding in Ji Yuenian's sleeves.
Long before turning into birds, Ji Yuenian and Yuan Qing used this method to absorb a colorful fairy glow and hide it in Yuan Qing's body. Even if Qing Di didn't take action, Yuan Qing, who had recovered most of his spiritual soul cultivation, could still block it. A red sword light.
After the green flute appeared, Yuan Qing hid the colorful rays of light into the jade tablet in Ji Yuenian's sleeve robe. Now, under the nourishment of the magnificent fairy haze, Ji Yuenian's shrine and sea It has gradually filled up, and even the heavy injuries on the soul have improved a little.
"Jiyue Nian."
Qing Di grabbed Ji Yuenian's sleeves, put her fair and beautiful face close to his ear, looked at him steadily, and said, "I have one more question to ask."
Ji Yuenian stepped away slightly, but the sleeve robe did not break away from the soft little hand of the girl in the green skirt.
Qing Di gritted his teeth, got closer again, and said word by word: "As for the brocade silk in the other wooden box, you really didn't..."
Before he could say this, there was a deafening roar that spread across the sky!
Yuan Qing briefly sensed it and said in a deep voice: "There are eight fairy clouds condensed out of the southeast of Yunque!"
Ji Yuenian glanced sideways at Qingdi and said, "Don't delay. Taoist brother Yuanqing and I will help you fight for Xianxia. When this is done, not only will the virtual image of your soul be completely eradicated, but also mine The state of mind will no longer be troubled.”
The girl in the green skirt was stunned, her expression was in a rare trance, and an indescribable feeling of emptiness suddenly surged deep in her heart.
In just a few hundred years, it seems like a whole other world has passed.
Today, I am no longer an ignorant new-born ghost in the Qingluan Mountains; the Chi Shui Demon God in front of me is no longer a sword-carrying young man who has cultivated in the realm of the Mysterious Realm and forced himself to break through the barrier of the Heavenly Furnace.
The Ji family's imperial ebony sword should have been the only psychic magic weapon he owned.
Thinking of this, Qing Di's soft lips faintly evoked a smile, and the complicated thoughts that had troubled him for hundreds of years and struggled for a long time finally became clear.
