The host of fast travel, she always wants to be lazy

Chapter 370 Immortal Venerable, Hug Me (34)

Qiao Rong was a little dumbfounded after hearing this.

She instantly recalled what the demon who broke into her room said to her that night.

This sentence was like the end of a rope, pulling her to think about more things that she had never paid attention to in normal times.

Even, she couldn't help but began to recall the difficulties she encountered during her cultivation.

Every time, she felt that there seemed to be a force in her body that was preventing her from absorbing the aura around her.

At first, she thought it was because of her poor aptitude, but now that she thought about it, it might not be just a matter of aptitude.

Perhaps, she is not suitable for practicing the art of righteous way.

Because what exists in her body is the foundation of the demon clan...

Just thinking of this, Qiao Rong suddenly felt that the white jade in his arms began to feel hot.

She froze for a moment and took it out.

Then he saw that the already very shiny white jade was surrounded by a layer of light.

She was looking at it a little strangely, but a thunder suddenly sounded outside the door.

Immediately afterwards, Zhong Haomiao sent another message.

"It's not good, Sister Qiaorong! The Demon Lord...the Demon Lord has broken through the seal! The master and the others... are here to find you now!"

Qiao Rong pursed her lips and held the jade, not knowing what to do.

Qiuqiu was also worried, but couldn't help but comfort her and said: [Host, don't worry, Young Master... Young Master, he must have set up a barrier to protect you...]

Qiao Rong didn't speak.

She sat on the edge of the bed, lowered her head and thought for a while, but suddenly felt something.

She got up suddenly, walked to the table, picked up a small bronze mirror on the table, and looked at her face carefully.

The copper-colored mirror blurred her facial features, but still couldn't resist the clear imprint on her forehead.

That tiny red mole had already turned into a blooming red lotus at this moment.

Red petals dotted her snow-white skin one by one.

Dazzling.

Qiao Rong stared blankly at the red lotus, unable to recover for a long time.

If it is said that she still had a fluke mentality before, she was still unwilling to believe that she was the descendant of the Demon Lord.

Now, it seemed that she couldn't help but not believe it.

She sat blankly for a while, and finally seemed to think of something, and the expression on her face gradually became firm.

She looked at herself in the bronze mirror and asked Qiuqiu: "Qiuqiu, if the mission in this world fails, will I go to a punishment world?"

Qiuqiu was taken aback by her sudden question: [Host, what do you want to do? 】

Qiao Rong shook his head: "I don't intend to do anything, I just feel that maybe I have to leave here."

Qiuqiu suddenly became a little anxious: [But the host, did you forget that the young master told you not to leave Yanqing Peak? 】

Qiao Rong was silent for a while, then suddenly said softly: "But Qiuqiu, he is the upright Immortal Master Mu Feng."

And she is from the devil world.

She was destined to not be able to stay by his side in an open and honest manner.

Qiuqiu murmured: [That's also...]

"I know, he won't hate me just because of this." Qiao Rong pursed his lips slightly, "But, how do you let him face the world in the future?"

When she conflicts with the righteousness he has always insisted on, she must make a choice.

No matter what he chooses, it will make him feel embarrassed.

Qiao Rong walked out of the house and looked at the sky outside.

Perhaps it is because the devil respects the new birth.

The sky was dark and dark, as if it wanted to suppress the whole world.

She murmured softly: "The Immortal Venerable is so gentle, how can I be willing to embarrass him?"

Qiuqiu froze.

Then even fell silent.

(End of this chapter)