Chapter 58 Messengers

Qi Xianqing's voice was not loud, but it was like a thunderbolt exploding overhead.

Yan Jue's eyes widened instantly, and the three big tails that were originally flicking indiscriminately also froze in place in an instant. Who, Chu Fu.

Qi Xianqing lay on the table and muttered: "That day in the cave, she gave me the Dharma protector, but only the two monks would give each other the Dharma protector, I thought she was ... to me"

"But she doesn't seem to know."

Yan Jue:

"And I was so badly injured that day, she didn't care about my injury, and she didn't even contact me after returning to the mountain. What does she mean?"

Qi Xianqing's voice was very low.

The candle flame on the desk flickered, and the girl's snow-white face could be seen flushed with a faint flush. Magnificent and seductive.

Qi Xianqing frowned slightly: "Could it be that she is just a person who is used to playing with people's hearts." "There was a thud.

Yan Jue's heart began to beat wildly, her face was buried low, the whole fox shrank into a ball, and her whole body began to burn, fortunately, she had thick fur, and she couldn't see anything unusual at all.

"Plop... Plop ..."

"In the beginning, she came to provoke me every day, and I thought this person was boring. But I don't know when she started, she was like a different person.

"I could see something in her that appealed to me."

The night was quiet, and you could faintly hear the insects chirping outside the window.

Qi Xianqing: "I think it's strange, she is obviously also a woman, I can't like her." In this world, there is absolutely no precedent for women's double cultivation.

Even if there were, she had been dedicated to cultivating the Tao before, and she had never deliberately understood it.

Qi Xianqing: "... Maybe this junior sister is very special, so I don't feel the same way about her as I do for other junior sisters. The little fox lowered his head, and his whole body itched uncomfortably. Although but.

What kind of straight woman is this!

said a lot, Qi Xianqing's liking for himself, is it actually his sister's liking for his junior sister?! The little fox's head is wonderful.

Qi Xianqing breathed gently, blowing her hair without a match, and her stomach began to itch again.

Not only the fleas brought back from Suyang Immortal Mansion that day, but also Qi Xianqing was frightened.

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Yan Jue:

I'm not scared by you.

Qi Xianqing reached out and touched her stomach, Yan Jue's whole body immediately stiffened, and she subconsciously wanted to retreat. Qi Xianqing: "It's okay, don't move."

Qi Xianqing pinched her two soft little paws, and with a slight flip, the little fox lay on the ground on all fours.

Yan Jue had no choice but to succumb to Qi Xianqing's obscenity, show Qi Xianqing the most fragile belly as a fox, tilt his head over, and stare at her vigilantly.

Qi Xianqing brushed away her fur and frowned, "You wait a minute."

Qi Xianqing then got up, walked over there, and squatted down to rummage in the box for something.

Yan Jue lay on the ground, calming down the rapid heartbeat, and the corner of his eyes looked curiously in the direction of Qi Xianqing. Qi Xianqing took the fairy sword candle shadow and walked over.

In the dim light, the shadow of the fairy sword candle slowly came out of its sheath, revealing the shadow of the cyan sword body.

Yan Jue: "?!"

Yan Jue was very frightened at this time, her whole body was attached to the table, staring at her with a pair of amber phoenix eyes.

Qi Xianqing squatted down in front of it, the sword light of the candle shadow flashed in the air, she frowned, and carefully shaved off the hair next to the little fox's belly.

It was obviously a fairy sword that could kill, but in Qi Xianqing's hands, it was not offensive at all, and the blade of the sword deftly swept through the air. Qi Xianqing was actually helping her shave.

Red hairs fall one by one.

Yan Jue's heart was broken, scared, comfortable, and nervous.

It struggled a few times in fear, and its chest was gently patted by Qi Xianqing, Yan Jue was appeased, squinted his eyes, and couldn't help but start kicking his legs, feeling a coolness coming from his abdomen.

Beihai Xuantie was tightly imprisoned around her neck, absorbing all the demonic energy on her body, so that even the candle shadow didn't notice her abnormality.

Qi Xian carefully observed her inner skin: "Look, your skin has been scratched." The

skin under the fox's red fur is snow-white, and several obvious scratches can be seen, and some blood has been shed.

Qi Xianqing took out a few small boxes from the Qiankun bag, picked and picked for a while, and took out a small yellow wooden box. She uncovered the box, picked it out with a spoon, and applied it to the wound little by little.

Yan Jue clenched his teeth tightly, and his chin rested on Qi Xianqing's shoulder.

"Where did you run to get a skin disease and come back, let's do this for the next few days." The moment Qi Xianqing let go of Yan Jue, Yan Jue sat up with a grunt. Qi Xianqing patted her on the head

: "Don't lick the wound."

The itching in the stomach just now was unbearable, but it was actually alleviated a lot, and it was replaced by a very comfortable cold feeling. Yan Jue lowered her head, not daring to look at her.

After Yan Jue came back from Qi Xianqing, he did not immediately change back into human form. Instead, he kept the appearance of a little fox and sat on the bed in a daze. Judging from the plot, the day of the Five Dragons Summit is approaching. In two months, she will be stabbed through the chest by Qi Xianqing. It is safest to descend at this time.

But.

If it is said that giving the other party the Dharma protector is really a gesture of goodwill, then in Qi Xianqing's eyes, she obviously showed favor to her, but after protecting the Fa, she was silent.

That's a bit of scum.

It's annoying.

Yan Jue was rolling on the bed, and the calves that had been drugged by Qi Xianqing just now were cold and faint.

Even if Qi Xianqing really has a good impression of himself, it may just be a good impression of his senior sister towards his junior sister. And that's based on being human. If Qi Xianqing knew that she was a demon, would she still think like that? She will definitely stab the little fox demon through with a sword...

On this day, the weather was gloomy.

The cloudy wind blew one after another, and the bamboos on both sides of the mountain road were toppled on one side.

Yan Jue carried the Qiankun bag on his back and the unified iron sword of the outer disciples, and walked down the mountain with a heavy heart.

The wind is getting stronger.

Probably because of the weather, Yan Jue suddenly felt a faint sense of uneasiness in his heart. In a blink of an eye, I came to the foot of Wulong Mountain.

At the foot of Wulong Mountain, it is still the same as before, and there is a layer of prohibition. Yan Jue squinted slightly, and he could see a layer of hidden light golden light at the mountain gate.

It was this prohibition that once blocked itself a year ago.

Yan Jue walked to the forbidden door, closed his eyes and quickly walked over.

This time, the ban didn't stop her.

Yan Jue's heart suddenly accelerated, and the moment he stepped over the ban, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest. Yan Jue frowned and stopped abruptly.

Heart-rending pain came in an instant, as if it was about to devour her.

Wrong.

Yan Jue stopped and raised his hand to cover his chest. That's not right.

She was starting to feel heartache again.

Cold sweat slid down Yan Jue's cheeks, and he stumbled two steps forward, reaching out to hold on to the railing next to him. No way.

Every time she took a step forward, the pain in her chest intensified, and after Yan Jue took three steps forward, the strength of her whole body was exhausted, and she knelt down and fell

to the ground.

The vision gradually blurs in front of the eyes.

The dark clouds in the sky were getting thicker and thicker, and gusts of cold wind blew in my ears. Yan Jue fell into the soft grass, opened his eyes and closed them again. It's not like she hasn't thought about this possibility. She couldn't escape. Heavenly Dao wouldn't let her leave. Although this world seems to have nothing to limit her on the surface.

But once she interferes with the feelings of the male and female protagonists, Tiandao will punish her.

The female protagonist likes the male protagonist, which is based on the premise that the male protagonist becomes stronger. But she, the fox demon, is an important springboard for the relationship between the male and female protagonists to achieve a qualitative leap.

If there is no Yin Yuan for her, the male protagonist will not shine at the Five Dragons Summit, and he will not win the favor of Qi Xianqing. Yan Jue struggled with all her strength to climb back, and when her body re-entered Wulong Mountain, the pain in her chest slowly improved. The wind overhead was getting stronger and stronger, the dark clouds were gradually gathering, and the bamboo around was blown to the side.

It feels like it's going to rain.

Yan Jue slowly stood up and walked back, frowning and thinking about countermeasures.

In fact, she has considered this situation for a long time, and she just came to give it a try today. So I don't panic too much.

Maybe meet the male protagonist head-on, this is a level she has to go through.

If she wants to escape, she must first face the male protagonist head-on.

Since the problem is here, then she can deal with it head-on.

Life is good, and she doesn't want to die. Of course, we will not sit still.

But the male protagonist is not the one who killed her directly. It was Qi Xianqing who killed her directly. Yan Jue walked back slowly, and the sky had begun to drizzle, and she didn't even notice it.

In the bamboo forest, Qi Xianqing stood with his hands in his hands.

The qi engine in the middle stage of the fusion realm was already terrifying, not to mention that she still used the red lotus karmic fire as a refinement material, and her power was even more powerful than that of others. The candle shadow rushed left and right like a dragon in the air.

The shadow blue sword qi rippled in circles like water ripples, only to fall lightly on the bamboo leaves. With the next breath, the whole bamboo cracked.

Qi Xianqing: "It's good, there is progress." "The candle shadow is flying in the sky, and I look a little happy.

Because the master always tells it that evaluating whether a fairy sword is powerful or not is not whether the explosive power of the fairy sword is strong, but whether its internal force is deep.

Candle Shadow also has to be a powerful fairy sword! I'm trying to improve myself every day!

Suddenly, Candle Shadow noticed something.

On the mountain road not far away, there seemed to be a girl walking slowly, and the slender back was very familiar.

Candle Shadow was only stunned for a long time, and immediately let out a cheerful whistle and rushed towards that side. Qi Xianqing was stunned: "You ..." Before he finished speaking, the candle shadow flew over. Qi Xianqing also saw the back, and made a move.

Yan Jue.

Yan Jue was going up the mountain full of concerns, when something suddenly flew towards her, stopped in front of her, and rubbed her shoulder happily.

Candle shadows.

Yan Jue was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously took a step back, but the candle shadow followed up, and the cold sword body was attached to her back. Sticking.

"Why is my sister here?" Suddenly, a familiar voice came from behind him. Yan Jue turned his head violently, coldly facing Qi Envy's clear gaze like water.

Qi Xianqing was wearing a snow-white long dress, and his clothes were hunting under the wind, and walked over. Yan Jue looked at the girl's fair face, sighed in her heart, and then began to jump unhappily.

Yan Jue pulled out a stiff smile, and his side face was already flushed: "Why are you here." Qi Xianqing's expression couldn't see any waves: "There are few people going down the mountain this time, and I occasionally come here to practice sword skills."

Yan Jue: "Oh."

I don't know why, Qi Xianqing felt that Yan Jue was a little depressed.

The sky was raining, but Yan Jue didn't even open the protective shield. She was dressed in a dark robe, with narrow sleeves and leggings, and her jet-black hair was soaked in rain and stuck to her forehead, like a wounded little animal.

Qi Xianqing frowned slightly, and subconsciously asked, "What's wrong?"

Her tone was stern.

Yan Jue was startled, and pursed her thin lips: "It's not much."

How could

this person be so serious as if he was sick, and he was scared to death. Qi Xianqing: "Did anyone bully you?"

Yan Jue: "..."

It's you, it's you who bullied me!

Qi Xianqing looked at her, as if no matter how long she was stunned, she would wait for her to speak. I don't know where the patience came from.

Yan Jue stared at her for a long time, swallowed his saliva, and said slowly: "Senior sister, I'm just thinking." Qi Xianqing was stunned.

Yan Jue: "I'm just thinking, this world is so cruel, no matter how high your cultivation is, there will be people who are more powerful and stronger than you."

She took a step back and said softly: "Have you ever been afraid that one day, you will be killed by someone stronger than you?"

Yan Jue's tone was serious, Qi Xianqing frowned slightly.

Looking at Yan Jue's dejected face, Qi Xianqing suddenly

felt an impulse...

Yan Jue lowered her head, she didn't really want to ask Qi Xianqing what she said, in fact, she also said it to herself, she was really afraid of death, and she was also afraid that she would die under Qi Xianqing's sword because of some inexplicable reasons, such as because of the male protagonist, because she was a monster.

She has never seduced the male protagonist, nor has she harmed anyone.

Suddenly, the top of his head sank.

Yan Jue was stunned for a moment and looked up.

Qi Xianqing raised his hand, covered the top of the girl's soft hair with his palm, and gently rubbed it like touching a small animal.

Qi Xianqing stared at her, a little speechless and stopped: "You don't have to worry so much.

Yan Jue: "Senior sister is so strong, of course she won't worry."

Qi Xianqing looked at Yan Jue's eyes and was stunned.

For a moment, Qi Xianqing realized that Yan Jue had a hardship, and it must be something that could not be said, which was related to her life.

Qi Xianqing even felt that she was only one step away from a certain truth.

"But I'm different, I'm weak-" Yan Jue hadn't finished speaking, and the words he wanted to say later suddenly choked in his throat and were stunned. Qi Xianqing handed over a talisman card.

The talisman is made of jade, and the inscription is carved with complicated brushwork that Yan Jue can't understand.

Yan Jue naturally knew this kind of talisman.

This is a common communication talisman in the cultivation realm, and if necessary, as long as the talisman is crushed, it can play a simple communication role. In the Suyang Immortal Mansion in Xiaoxing Village, it was precisely because she crushed such a talisman that she summoned Xue Shuangxing.

"Senior sister." Qi Xianqing's voice pulled her back to reality.

Qi Xianqing's beautiful peach blossom eyes drooped slightly, and her voice was very soft: "You saved my life, I don't know how to repay you." Yan Jue was slightly stunned.

Qi Xianqing: "If you encounter danger in the future, or if someone wants to kill you, you will crush this talisman."

"Wherever I am, I'll rush to you right away."

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and her gaze was firm and gentle.

Yan Jue held the talisman, wanting to cry and laugh, mixed with an indescribable touch.

Yan Jue raised his eyes, looked at Qi Xianqing's stunned gaze, held back for a long time, and couldn't help but laugh: "Thank you... Senior sister. "