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Chapter 601 The Lost Memory of the Collapsed Immortal Cultivation Plane (42)

In the lively market, Chang Qing hugged Luo Qinghuan tightly, and the crowd seemed to be the background of the two of them.

Luo Qinghuan pressed against the man's chest, and there were powerful beatings from his chest. Luo Qinghuan couldn't help but raised her palm and covered his heart with her hand, Chang Qing lowered her eyes when she noticed her movement , Luo Qinghuan also just raised her head.

"Husband," Luo Qinghuan took the initiative to hug Chang Qing's waist. She sighed softly in his arms, "It's time to wake up from the dream."

Hearing her words, Chang Qing's body visibly froze, Luo Qinghuan raised her head, her height was just enough to touch the man's chin, Luo Qinghuan left a moist spot on the man's smooth chin kiss.

"Huanhuan, you..."

Before Changqing finished speaking, Luo Qinghuan suddenly broke free from her embrace, and at some point a long sword appeared in her hand. Under Changqing's surprised eyes, the sword pierced straight Entered Changqing's body.

When Luo Qinghuan stabbed the sword into Changqing's body, everything around him was fading away, and the world returned to a vast expanse of whiteness. Only Changqing maintained his original posture, holding Luo Qinghuan firmly. His wrist was like a statue, but when Luo Qinghuan wanted to reach out to touch him, Changqing's body began to become mottled, and pieces of white paint fell from his body one after another.

Seeing this scene, Luo Qinghuan took a few steps back subconsciously, but at the same time as the white paint peeled off one after another, an excessively white hand suddenly stretched out from the falling white paint, and grabbed the blade suddenly.

The extremely sharp Wang Sheng cut the man's hand open, and blood slowly flowed down the white wrist. Seeing this, Luo Qinghuan quickly let go of her hand. However, even if she let go, the man's hand holding the blade of the sword was still there. Still didn't let go.

"Aren't you willing to be with Master?"

The figure of the man gradually walked out of the white mist, Luo Qinghuan looked up, and saw Changqing slowly approaching him, the blood-stained bird grabbed Luo Qinghuan's neck, as if just a little force, Luo Qinghuan could be crushed. Qing Huan's slender neck broke.

Red and white are intertwined, giving people a wonderful visual impact.

This Changqing is more like the real Changqing, the man who was indifferent and aloof before he became a demon
"That's just your inner demon, Master," Luo Qinghuan was restrained for breathing, her voice was hoarse, "Master, you should wake up!"

"I've been sober, Huanhuan."

Luo Qinghuan, who was caught off guard, was let down. Before she recovered, Chang Qing's blood-stained hand touched her face. The sticky touch made Luo Qinghuan feel very uncomfortable. But Changqing didn't care about her thoughts at all.

Chang Qing lowered his head and brushed her collar with his fingers. After Luo Qinghuan's body froze for a moment, he realized that he couldn't move. Chang Qing raised the corners of his lips expressionlessly.

Luo Qinghuan only felt her body go cold, the cold air made her shiver uncontrollably, even if she couldn't move, she could still realize what Chang Qing was doing to her.

She couldn't imagine that a man as cold as an exile could do such a thing.

"Master, let me go."

"Didn't Huanhuan say that she likes to be a teacher?"

Luo Qinghuan couldn't see the man's face, she could only hear his calm voice, and then she couldn't make any more noise.

It hurts a bit, Luo Qinghuan thought so, wondering if it would feel like this in reality.

For Luo Qinghuan at this moment, every minute and every second passed very long.

……

When she opened her eyes again, she found that she was lying in Changqing's cave, the spiritual spring was in front of her eyes, and she was holding tightly the wick of the Nine-Life Lotus Lantern in her hand, and what was hidden in the wick was Changqing. Half of Qing's spiritual power and consciousness.

It is precisely because there is half of Changqing's spiritual power and consciousness here, is it possible to create such a real world in the Nine-Life Lotus Lantern?
That world is the world that Changqing wants most in his subconscious. It can do everything that Changqing cannot do - including getting her.

Thinking about this, Luo Qinghuan couldn't help but have a headache. Although he successfully obtained the wick, the memory in the wick cannot be erased. If Chang Qing takes this thing that belongs to him for his own use, then the memory in the wick will be lost. Wouldn't it be possible...

How should she explain this extremely shameful scene to Zhang Qing?

"Bold thief! Get out of the Seven Killing Formation quickly!"

Just as Luo Qinghuan was worrying about how to explain to Zhang Qing, a thunderous thunder suddenly exploded in his ear, this voice was no stranger to Luo Qinghuan.

You have been discovered yourself!
Without time to think about it, Luo Qinghuan quickly stuffed the wick of the Nine-Life Lotus Lantern into her storage ring. The cave that lost the Nine-Life Lotus Lantern was already crumbling. Luo Qinghuan quickly left here with the wick. As expected, just walked out I met a familiar person in the cave fantasy world.

An old man with white beard and hair was standing in front of her. The old man was dressed in white and had an ice-blue long sword hanging from his waist. Although the old man was not young, he was full of energy, especially when he saw Luo Qing Huan walked out of the Seven Kills Formation, the old man's eyes were burning with rage, he pulled out the long sword from his waist and pointed it at Luo Qinghuan.

"You devil! If you dare to make trouble at this deity's Ling Yuanfeng, this deity will never let you down!"

This old man is the lord of Ling Yuanfeng, and also the head of the Heavenly Sect, the venerable Yuan Qi, and the long sword hanging on his waist - Luo Qinghuan felt that the sword looked familiar the more he looked at it. recognized the sword.

Isn't this Changqing's sword?How could it appear on the old man Yuan Qi?

Luo Qinghuan was stunned for a moment, and then sneered several times. This selfish head of Tianzong actually coveted the magical weapons of his disciples!

"Not lightly? I don't know the Venerable, how can I not lightly?"

Luo Qinghuan sneered, and pushed back unceremoniously, Yuan Qi looked at him immediately, the coercion of the out-of-body period directly covered Luo Qinghuan, but Luo Qinghuan still stood intact.

She has Changqing's magic weapon in her hand, so how could she be afraid of the coercion of the out-of-body period?

Luo Qinghuan's face was hidden in the darkness, and he couldn't see clearly. For a moment, the old man felt that this person was somewhat familiar, but he quickly put this thought behind him, no matter who it was, as long as he trespassed on Ling Yuanfeng, It is a death penalty.

Yuan Qi had already become murderous towards Luo Qinghuan. He slapped the hilt of the sword with his palm, and the ice-blue long sword came out of his hand and stabbed in Luo Qinghuan's direction. Luo Qinghuan took it easy Dodge his sword and fly out of the Seven Killing Formation at the fastest speed.

"The devil escapes!"

Seeing this, the old man yelled, and immediately caught up with Luo Qinghuan. He tore away the shadow wrapped around Luo Qinghuan's face, but when he saw Luo Qinghuan's true face, he was shocked in place.

"Feishuang?"

The old man responded with a glance from the woman that looked like a smile but not a smile.

(End of this chapter)