When Xiao Wuhuan saw what was on his hand, his face instantly turned ugly. He held a jade fan in his hand and pointed directly at Lan Zhiyao above him, "Qingjiu, you deserve to die."
It only took a moment for Xiao Wuhuan to understand what happened. The Lan Zhiyao above was not the real Lan Zhiyao, but Qingjiu pretending to be her.
In the air, 'Lan Zhiyao' slowly moved her body. When Xiao Wuhuan's spiritual power touched her, a blue man's figure stood in front of Qingjiu, blocking Xiao Wuhuan for her. Huan's attack.
Then 'Lan Zhiyao' sat up under Xiao Wuhuan's gaze, then turned around and a faint blue sword floated under her body.
And her figure began to change slowly. Qingjiu's cold and beautiful face appeared in Xiao Wuhuan's eyes. Her fair face was splattered with blood, and her plain dress was stained with blood. Covered in blood.
There was also a terrifying blood hole on her shoulder that was constantly bleeding out.
Qingjiu looked at Xiao Wuhuan below, licked his dry lips and said, "City Master Xiao is such a smart person, how could he be so careless in this last step, such a simple place?"
"Or, you look down on me so much that you think I can't take Lan Zhiyao away."
Qingjiu's words were light and full of provocation, as if she was not the one who was hurt at this moment.
Xiao Wuhuan listened to Qingjiu's words, clenched his fists, looked at Qingjiu with cold eyes and said, "Where did you take Lan Zhiyao?"
"City Master Xiao, I'd better be concerned. If Xiao Anzhu doesn't have a main body, will this consciousness full of spiritual power and luck be backlashed or exploded?"
"I'll kill you and let A-Zhu use your body to transition. There's still enough time to find Lan Zhiyao's body." Xiao Wuhuan said with anger in his voice.
Before he finished speaking, Xiao Wuhuan attacked Qingjiu directly.
But Qingjiu still didn't make any move, just sitting on Qiang Ming's sword, dragging his head and looking at Xiao Wuhuan calmly,
The moment Xiao Wuhuan was about to approach Qingjiu, Qingjiu raised his hand and placed it on his forehead, then closed his eyes. A moment later, Qingjiu directly pulled Xiao Anzhu's body out of his body.
"boom!"
Xiao Wuhuan watched helplessly as his palm fell on the consciousness that Qingjiu suddenly pulled out of his body. He opened his eyes wide and looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief. He asked in disbelief: " How can it be?"
How could she pull the consciousness directly out of her body? It was impossible. It was impossible.
"Zhu'er..."
'Host, Xiao Anzhu's consciousness cannot last long. Although Xiao Wuhuan's idea is good, it is not feasible. '
'I know. '
'Although Xiao Wuhuan's idea is right, not all spiritual consciousness can withstand this huge power of destiny. Although they are nourished by the essence of the people of Yuncheng, they are still far behind. Not everyone is like the host. So lucky to meet our system. '
'...'
Qingjiu listened to the proud little tone of the system in his mind and rolled his eyes helplessly in his heart. It was really shameless to praise him at this time.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, I knew City Lord Xiao was cruel, but I didn't expect City Lord Xiao to be so cruel." Qingjiu pinched Xiao Anzhu's spiritual head and said to Xiao Wuhuan with a smile.
However, although Qingjiu complained about the system in his heart, it was thanks to the system just now. If the system itself did not exclude other spiritual consciousness, Xiao Anzhu's spiritual consciousness would really be integrated into Qingjiu's body.
Qingjiu himself is not the original owner of this body. I am afraid that both sides will be rejected by then, and Qingjiu himself will not benefit from it in the end.
Finally, Xiao Wuhuan looked at Qingjiu who was being held in Qingjiu's hand and swinging it around like an object. Xiao Wuhuan asked in a stiff voice, "Let her go. I can give you whatever you want."
"What do you want? I don't want anything, I just want you to die." Qingjiu said to Xiao Wuhuan with a playful smile.
But……
"Okay." Xiao Wuhuan said without hesitation.
"Before I die, can you let me resurrect Zhu'er? I have done so much just to keep her alive. She has suffered too much in her life."
"..."
Qingjiu lowered his eyes and looked at Xiao Wuhuan. Just when Xiao Wuhuan thought that Qingjiu would loosen his grip, Qingjiu said, "It's not that you are mentally ill. I asked you to resurrect her. Why do I have to help you put Lan Zhi back to sleep?" If Yao is killed, it's not you and Xiao Anzhu who are me, what does it have to do with me whether she is miserable or not?"
Qingjiu felt that as time went by, this person's brain would always have problems, and his brain would no longer be normal.
"you……"
Xiao Wuhuan choked at Qingjiu's words. He didn't know what to say for a moment, so he could only open his eyes and look at Qingjiu fiercely.
"I don't want to ask about your matter, and I don't want to be interested in Xiao Anzhu's consciousness. I will hand her over to Jiqing. It depends on how they handle this matter."
Qingjiu stood up and walked slowly in the air. Qiang Ming appeared at her feet before she took a step. He didn't appear in Qingjiu's hand until she landed on the ground.
"No matter whether Xiao Anzhu's soul can be integrated with Lan Zhiyao's body, her consciousness will not exist for long."
Qingjiu put Xiao Anzhu's consciousness into a container, glanced at Xiao Wuhuan, and walked outside.
Xiao Wuhuan naturally knew what Qingjiu meant and followed Qingjiu.
Just when the two were about to walk out of Xiao Mansion, a figure fell heavily at Qingjiu's feet.
Qingjiu looked at the person at his feet, immediately frowned and walked to his side to help him up, "Why are you still here?"
Liu Yi vomited blood and looked up at Qingjiu, "Yao'er..."
He raised his hand and pointed at Lan Tuqi opposite.
At this moment, Xiao Wuhuan, who was following Qingjiu, suddenly attacked Qingjiu. The huge coercion pressed against Liu Yi, who almost died. Qingjiu resisted Xiao Wuhuan's attack while protecting the gun in his hand. Liu Yi.
"I just said that with City Lord Xiao's methods, how could he be so obedient?"
Qingjiu took a step back, wiped the corners of his mouth, looked at the container that Xiao Wuhuan snatched away, and said coldly.
"Miss Qingjiu." "Master."
At this moment, a voice came from behind Qingjiu, and two tall figures appeared behind Qingjiu with a child.
"Small wine."
The voices of Yu Jingyun and Wan Hanxiu didn't make Qingjiu look back, but the last cold voice made Qingjiu couldn't help but look back.
Qingjiu looked at Si Xun behind him in surprise, and said in surprise, "Elder brother? Are you here too?"
"You're tired, senior brother will take you back to the sect."
Si Xun walked up to Qingjiu and looked at Qingjiu's bloodstained appearance. His voice was filled with a little pity, and he raised his hand to gently wipe the blood on her face with his thumb.
Si Xun's words made Qingjiu's feet soften, and she slowly sat on the ground and lowered her head.
She is really tired.
Qingjiu felt that her eyelids were so heavy...
"Jiu'er, are you tired? Second senior brother is carrying you."
"Don't be afraid of wine. Second Senior Brother is here and won't let you get hurt. Be good."
"Wine..."
Because of Si Xun's words, Qingjiu was in a daze, and many voices suddenly appeared in his mind.
All of them are...Nan'er's voice.
"Qingjiu, this is not Zhu'er's consciousness. Where did you get her consciousness?"
In his confusion, Qingjiu heard Xiao Wuhuan's questioning voice, and Qingjiu curled his lips.
You think I don't know what you're thinking?
Fool!
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Wow, this chapter was originally updated yesterday, and I worked on it until early in the morning.
