Cannon fodder's counterattack

Fucang looked at Yuan Yihuan.

He raised his hand and waved, and the iron chain binding Yuan Yihuan slowly became thinner, turned into a dark light and wrapped around her wrist again, condensing into a black jade bracelet.

Seeing this, Qing Zhi complained helplessly: "Uncle Seventeen, I'm not a child anymore. Are you still worried that I can't control the new ghost cultivator in Taishan Mansion like before?"

"Even if you are a thousand years old, you are still a child, not to mention you are not even a hundred years old now!"

Seeing that Qing Zhi was still frowning, Fu Cang gave her a slap in the face with a curl of his fingers, "Xiao Zhi, be obedient. No matter what you do, your safety is the most important. Don't let us seniors worry."

What an old man!

Qingzhi rolled his eyes, turned into a water mirror, and placed it in front of Fucang, "Uncle Seventeen, take a look for yourself, is there such a young and handsome old man?"

Fucang was instantly amused, "You stinky girl, get out of here!"

"Hey, thank you, Uncle Seventeen! Goodbye, Uncle Seventeen!"

Qingzhi waved, then ran towards Yuan Yihuan with a smile, "Miss Mingqin, come with me."

After saying that, she threw out a crystal white handkerchief.

The handkerchief quickly grew in size, turned into a flying carpet, and landed not far away. Qing Zhi took Yuan Yihuan's arm and jumped onto the flying carpet without noticing anything. The next moment, the flying carpet carried the two of them out of the palace. .

Fucang looked at the flying carpet going away, his eyes slightly darkened.

If that Lingxiu could stay by his side and stay by Xiao Zhi's side honestly, he might consider letting her go. After all, Xiao Zhi didn't have many friends in Taishan Mansion, so it would be nice to have someone to talk to her with.

But if she had other intentions and harmed Xiao Zhi...

Fucang straightened his sleeves, took a few steps, and disappeared into the hall, leaving only a room filled with coldness and murderous intent.

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the other side.

The flying carpet carried the two people leaping out, speeding all the way, and finally landed in a beautiful small valley.

The valley is filled with luxuriant flowers and trees of various colors. In the dark and lightless Taishan Mansion, the place is filled with warm sunshine, without a trace of coldness or ghostliness.

"This place is called Huanhua Sea."

Qingzhi introduced Yuan Yihuan to her while walking towards the bamboo house on the west side of the valley.

"Every flower and every tree in the Fantasy Flower Sea was planted by me with my own hands. There is no sunshine in the ghost world, so my father and uncles found me the best fire-yang essence that has been around for thousands of years. I like all kinds of All kinds of flowers and trees. Every time they go to a world, they collect all kinds of rare seeds and seedlings for me. I don’t like the cold ghost aura, so they created a sea of ​​phantom flowers in the ghost world without a trace of ghost aura..."

"I used to dislike this dark world, but now I slowly fall in love with it and the people here. What about you?" She stopped and turned to look at Yuan Yihuan.

Yuan Yihuan looked around at the beautiful sea of ​​flowers and said calmly: "It is indeed beautiful here, but it is not my destination."

"But you can't live without Taishan Mansion." Qingzhi said seriously.

Yuan Yihuan touched the black jade bracelet on her wrist, "There are no absolutes in things in this world."

Qing Zhi glanced at the jade bracelet and said, "You'd better not touch it at will, otherwise I won't be able to save your life."

"You want to protect me?" Yuan Yihuan chuckled, "Miss Qingzhi, you can be considered the princess of Taishan Mansion. We Mingren don't tell secrets. What do you want to do with me?!"

"I said it." Qingzhi suddenly approached Yuan Yihuan and stared at her with a smile, "I'm attracted to you!"

Yuan Yihuan was speechless and said seriously: "I don't like you!"

"You didn't fall in love with me, then you fell in love with someone else. Who is that person?" Qing Zhi said reluctantly.

"Miss Qingzhi, please stop making trouble!"

"All right!"

Qingzhi snorted, turned around and entered the room, "You are really not fun."

After the two entered the house, Qing Zhi took out a crystal clear bead and threw it away. The bead instantly appeared above the two people's heads, transforming into a transparent light shield and enveloping them in it.

"Put out your hand."

Yuan Yi raised her eyebrows in understanding, stretched out her right hand wearing a black jade bracelet, and then she saw Qing Zhi take out a dagger, swung it with his backhand, and inserted it into her heart.

"you?!"

She took a step in surprise, then quickly backed away.

Qingzhi noticed Yuan Yihuan's movements and smiled: "Don't worry, I'm not going to frame you out of boredom. What we ghost cultivators cultivate is the soul. We don't have a body, so naturally there is no heart."

She slowly pulled out the dagger, bringing out a little red light.

The spiritual light fluttered and landed on the black jade bracelet, blending into it bit by bit. The next moment, Yuan Yihuan saw the spiritual light fly out again, wrapped around Qing Zhi's wrist, and finally turned into a dark red jade bracelet. .

"All right!"

Qingzhi's face was pale, but he said excitedly: "This way you won't be monitored by Uncle Seventeen, and we can talk about business."

She took out a pill and swallowed it, and her face instantly returned to color.

Yuan Yihuan checked the jade bracelet and found nothing strange, so she stopped thinking about it and put it down temporarily. Then she sat aside calmly and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Let's make a deal."

Qingzhi smiled and said: "In a month, you help me go to Yunzhou Stream in Taishan Mansion to find something. As long as I get the thing, I will tell you how to leave Taishan Mansion."

"Why don't you go by yourself?" Yuan Yihuan's eyes quietly flashed with a dark light, and said: "If the so-called Yun Zhoujian has gone and never returned, what else should I do to leave?"

Qingzhi said calmly: "Don't worry, with your ghost king's cultivation, going to Yunzhou Stream may be dangerous, but it will not be fatal. But I only have the strength of a ghost warrior, which is the golden elixir cultivation of spiritual cultivation. I will go to Yunzhou Stream It’s an absolute dead end.”

"Then you first tell me how to leave Taishan Mansion safely." Yuan Yihuan did not retreat at all.

"Haha, little sister, you are very cunning!"

Qing Zhi smiled and threw out a jade slip, "This is the news about Yun Zhoujian. As for how to leave Taishan Mansion, I have to wait for you to get what I need first."

"You can stay here for the time being. I'm in the bamboo building in the middle of the sea of ​​fantasy flowers. If you have nothing to do, don't come to me. If you have something to do, don't come to me. If you want to visit the ghost market in Taishan Mansion, wait until I wake up."

After saying that, she waved away the isolation mask.

However, the moment Qingzhi turned around, the smile that originally hung on her face immediately disappeared.

She took a deep breath, holding back the overwhelming pain in her heart, and walked into her bamboo house without any panic. However, the moment she entered the bamboo house, she suddenly fell to her knees.

"Look, it still doesn't work!"

Qingzhi looked at the light red aura gushing out of her heart, and a hint of bitterness slowly appeared in the corner of her mouth. She felt that the scenery in front of her was getting more and more blurry. In the next moment, she fell to the ground with a bang and fainted.

After a moment, the light red light returned to Qing Zhi's heart.

But where she didn't have a heart, there were two soft beats, so weak that they couldn't be detected.