Female supporting role cultivating immortality: Sudden good luck must have a conspiracy

After that ceremony, Hua Mengyin went into seclusion for a year. Her cultivation level did not improve. She only went to eat, drink and have fun, but she just used the name of seclusion.

The story at this time officially begins.

Location: Magic Mist Forest.

Ye Weichen was a little embarrassed, with messy white hair, thicker ink stains on his black robe, and his face that looked like a god coming down from earth was also disfigured, but he still couldn't stop his beauty.

The Fushan sword in his hand was stained with a lot of blood, and the tiger's mouth of the sword was broken. He was breathing a little, and his deep purple eyes stared sharply at the white-clothed masked men in front of him.

A mouthful of fishy sweetness rose up from the throat and spread in the mouth. Even though I tried my best to swallow it, a trace of scarlet still flowed from the corner of my mouth.

"Young Master of the Ye family, we have waited for you to come out of the mountain. We have been waiting for three years for this moment." One of them lowered his voice, and his excitement was not concealed in his words.

There is a masked man in white and a black one wearing the Ye Family logo. It seems that this plan lasts for more than three years. To be able to insert spies around him, the person behind it must be a familiar person. Not only familiar, but also powerful.

Relying on the Fushan Sword, he reluctantly stood up, his body swaying a little, and he asked calmly: "In that case, let me be an understanding person."

He already had a candidate in mind, but he just wanted someone else to verify the absurd idea in his mind. After all, that person was someone he trusted immensely.

"Our Lord has a message for me to bring to you." The leader of the masked man in white looked at him condescendingly, his unwavering eyes as if looking at a dead thing.

"Tong'er likes you very much, go and accompany her."

Ye Weichen's eyes widened, a mouthful of old blood welled up in his eyes, he coughed it out, and his figure was shaky.

The masked man in white stabbed him with a silver sword. Suddenly, dust flew up and leaves swished down all over the sky, blocking the killer's hearing and vision. When the dust and smoke dissipated, Ye Weichen had long since disappeared.

"Look! He's seriously injured and can't run very far. Even if he digs three feet into the ground to see someone dead or a corpse, either he dies or we die." Several men in black disappeared in all directions. The leader had silver teeth. All must be bitten into pieces.

Ye Weichen, who was being chased, dragged his heavy body and galloped as fast as he could. The blood from his right arm flowed down his arm to the Fushan Sword. Due to the high speed of his movement, it fell to the ground and splashed with blood.

His eyelids became heavier and heavier, the trees in front of him turned into double images, and his vision began to blur.

He finally fought with them and threw the last two smoke bombs in his hand to give himself a chance to survive. Not only was he injured externally and internally, but the most serious thing was that he had overdrawn his spiritual power. Now his Dantian has been as if he has been dehydrated for several months. The land is dry and cracked.

Before losing consciousness, he saw a blurry white spot, which he could vaguely tell was a woman.

The masked man in white quickly followed the blood trail to where it disappeared. There was only a girl in white fighting with a second-level sawtooth tiger.

The girl was only at the seventh level of Qi training, and the Sawtooth Tiger in the early stages of foundation building made her suffer a lot, and she was covered in filth.

"Girl, have you seen a man with white hair and black clothes?" The masked man killed the saw-toothed tiger with a knife, and now asked with a smile in front of the girl.

The girl slumped to the ground with a look of horror on her face, her voice trembling: "I haven't seen it, I haven't seen it. If you don't believe it, you can search me."

She covered her head in fear, her pretty face dripping with cold sweat.

Also, how could she, who was at the seventh level of Qi training, be aware of the late stage of the golden elixir? Seeing that she had nothing else, she only had a low-grade storage bag and a freshly killed saw-toothed tiger.

"Forget it, let's go." The masked man waved his hands impatiently, watching the girl quickly put away the saw-toothed tiger and hurried away, leaving only the smell of blood spreading everywhere.

The girl in white is the heroine Liu Wandie. She is escaping from the magic mist forest non-stop. Once there are more people in the forest, everything will be fine.

The spiritual energy at the seventh level of Qi training was running rapidly, her ink hair was flying, her white clothes were flowing, and her beautiful and unparalleled little face was full of anxiety. She was worried that the disguise pill on her face would not last long.

The masked man has a high level of cultivation, several in the late Golden Core stage, and even two in the Nascent Soul stage. Killing her is as easy as crushing an ant.

After running for two hours, I saw the plaque and the city in front of me, which was far away from the zero gate. I was relieved a little bit with my heart in my throat. I walked into the city swaggeringly, handed over a low-grade spiritual stone as the entrance fee, and reluctantly looked for it again. At the inn, only after setting taboos did you dare to enter the space.

That's right, it's a fairyland-like space, and the heroine's own golden finger is called a must-have space for the heroine to destroy homes, upgrade, and fight monsters.

There are blue skies, green fields, lakes and mountains in the space, and occasionally there are a few crisp bird songs, which is very pleasant.

She gently took off his clothes and dragged him into the spiritual pond.

The spiritual pool in the space has the effect of healing injuries. It is comparable to the ninth-level elixir. The spiritual energy is so powerful that it can speed up the healing of injuries.

The man was extraordinarily handsome, and she blushed. How could any stranger draw a sword to help him? It was just because of his lust. Although he is a little embarrassed, the nobility he exudes cannot be faked, and he is probably pampered at ordinary times.

She didn't dare to delay, so she changed her outfit and found some space. There was no guarantee that those masked men would come looking for her. Only by returning to the sect could her safety be guaranteed.

Feeling a little pained, she spent a hundred low-grade spiritual stones and sat in the teleportation array, arriving directly at Taiwu City of the Kunshan Sword Sect. She was a little dizzy, but she didn't care too much and ran directly towards the sect.

The masked man in the Magic Mist Forest found Ye Weichen's jade pendant in a nest of bloodthirsty spiders, but did not see anything else. The whereabouts of the Fushan Sword was also unknown.

"I will go back and report to the Lord first, leaving a team of people to continue searching." The masked man in the lead looked at the blood-stained jade pendant in his hand and said thoughtfully.

The people left behind are all men in black at the Golden Core stage, with the unique logo of the Ye family.

After the large army left, a pink figure passed quickly and silently among the trees.

She bent down and gently approached a man in black who was far away from the main force. White light flashed past. The man in black noticed it and wanted to turn his head, but his head was already separated.

The girl was holding a green sword, her pretty face was as cold as a god of death, and without exception, everyone was killed with one sword.

She is still so handsome.

She thought to herself, but her body automatically walked deeper into the forest.

He took back the Lian Qing Sword and was about to leave when he heard a calm male voice: "What a sharp swordsmanship."

The indifferent cat's eyes looked towards the voice. He was wearing a dark gray robe with a cloud pattern embroidered on the hem. He had a clear expression on his handsome face, his sword-shaped eyebrows flew sideways, and his face was handsome. It was still clear in the snow and even brighter in the frost.

Like Ye Weichen, he is an immortal figure, and the male protagonist looks like a monster, but this person is like the cold first snow, clean and crisp.

She thought so.

When the man saw the girl in front of him staring at him blankly, his beautiful sword eyebrows wrinkled slightly. Biting cold air came from the silver sword in his hand, pointing directly at the girl's face. The sharp sword energy lifted up the girl's white gauze, revealing smooth and fair skin. On the chin, a few beauty marks are very eye-catching, but only for a moment.

"Compare with me."

Hua Mengyin was a little dumbfounded, and she spoke subconsciously: "I..."

As soon as the sound came out, she was startled, her eyes widened, and she was a little confused, she! She actually spoke! She can actually speak! He moved his fingers tentatively and looked at his raised hand. In order to verify that he was not dreaming, his nails painted with beautiful kodan dug into the palm of his hand. The blood overflowed and reflected the bright red kodan. The pain came from his palm. Can't cheat.

"I actually got my body back!" She murmured to herself.

As the number of reincarnations increases, she becomes more helpless in the plot. At the beginning, she can still perform non-plot operations, or can move freely when there is no plot for her. However, as the number of reincarnations increases, she becomes more and more lost. She had control over her body until later on, when she only had her own consciousness, and her body would develop involuntarily according to the plot.

She is unconscious when there are no scenes with her, so it is speculated that her consciousness has entered a deep sleep.

No matter how many times, every time she regained consciousness, she would feel cold all over. The endless reincarnation was not a reward, but an unknown fear.

She knew that if it continued to develop, even her consciousness would disappear, leaving only a numb body, and fighting would be useless. She learned to enjoy herself in time, but now she has changed! She takes her body back once again, most importantly during the plot!

She didn't know what happened, but all of this stemmed from the young man in front of her who was as bright as the moon and the breeze.

The upturned cat eyes burst out with sparkling light, like a dying person encountering the last straw.

"What's your name?" She was not afraid of the biting cold air on the sword and quickly approached the boy. The joy in her words was about to overflow, and even her tone was slightly upturned.

The appearance of this young man can interrupt the plot. He seems to be out of control of the plot, but in my memory, there is no such handsome young man who can compare with the male protagonist.

The young man stepped back slightly to distance the two of them, and put the silver sword back into its scabbard. His voice was calm: "My name is Zhang Yuan."

"Nice to meet you. My name is Hua Mengyin. Can I stay with you?" Chang Yuan, the most talented and talented Jianfeng disciple of the Kunshan Sword Sect, traveled around the world all year round, and then disappeared. According to legend, he When the rumor spread that he was dead, many fairies were heartbroken and shed tears for him.

She didn't know whether his existence prevented her from being controlled by the plot or whether he was the existence of the so-called system bug. No matter which one, she was very curious.

Zhang Yuan probably thought that there was something wrong with the girl's brain, so he left without looking back. Hua Mengyin quickly followed, while still promoting himself.

"Don't, eh! Don't go, I know a lot, I'm super good at fighting! I can go to the hall and the kitchen, and I can warm the bed!"

If anyone sees this scene, they will definitely be shocked. A girl who is so talented would actually recommend herself just to stay with a man.