The Decent Fairies Won't Let Me Go

Jianpo hid in the snowflake pendant.

And Qian Ling couldn't explore inside the snowflake pendant at all, and it was even more impossible to know what Jianma was doing inside.

With such a doubtful mood, Qian Ling couldn't figure it out.

finally.

She still chose to take one step at a time without thinking about it.

"Taking advantage of this opportunity, hurry up and improve your spiritual level first." Qian Ling muttered to herself.

Speaking of which, Qian Ling has been comprehending the way of swords all this time, and has never cultivated her own spiritual rank.

It's not enough to just improve your strength without improving your spiritual rank.

After all, the spiritual level often determines the lower limit of strength, and it also complements strength and is indispensable.

Today, Qian Ling is in the second stage of spirituality.

Her next target is the third-level spirit representing the "Bigu" stage.

Although there is only a short distance between the second-stage spirit and the third-stage spirit, it is not an easy task to jump to this stage...

At least.

Even Qian Ling herself still doesn't know how to break through.

Therefore, she needs to calm down and find her own way to break through.

……

Qian Ling's thoughts sank into her consciousness, trying to comprehend the method of breaking the mirror from her understanding of the sword rhyme in her memory.

But right now.

Qian Ling didn't notice it when she was practicing silently.

The snowflake pendant she had just put away suddenly sent out a wave.

Immediately afterwards, the phantom of Jianma's old soul slowly appeared in front of Qian Ling, staring at Qian Ling closely with gloomy eyes.

"Little girl, the power of my soul is about to dissipate..."

"Although you may be able to solve this problem for me when you reach the eighth-level spirit, time is a big problem after all."

"I can't wait that long, let alone wait that long..."

"Now, your strength has reached my minimum standard."

"so……"

A trace of helplessness flashed in Jianma's eyes, but it was fleeting, replaced by a trace of viciousness deep in her eyes.

"In the future, I will live as you, and live on your behalf!"

"Don't worry, you won't have any pain during this process."

The whispered soliloquy fell.

The next moment, Sword Po turned into countless black qi, and when Qian Ling was still practicing, she poured into Qian Ling's eyebrows when she was defenseless.

Jianpo intends to directly replace Qian Ling's consciousness!

however.

Jianma's idea of ​​seizing the house did not succeed easily.

The moment she was about to penetrate into Qian Ling's consciousness.

Bingdilian's phantom lotus flower suddenly appeared in front of Qianling's source of consciousness, blocking Jianma's penetration, preventing Jianma from being able to replace her in the first instant.

"Bin Tilian?"

Looking at the phantom of the lotus that blocked her invasion, Jianpo frowned.

At this time, there was an obvious sense of repulsion piercing through the petals of Bingdilian, obviously not wanting Jianpo's consciousness to enter Qian Ling's body.

"Hehe, just a little lotus flower, you want to hinder me?"

Jianpo sneered disdainfully.

The next moment, the terrifying sword intent appeared directly in front of Bing Dilian.

She brought the sword intent into her consciousness and penetrated into her bone marrow.

Even if there is no entity, even if it is just a soul.

But at this moment, Jianma still showed an extremely surging sword intent, as if for her, the sword can do whatever one wants and is everywhere.

And what is displayed at this moment is an invisible sword specially used for consciousness attack!

After the invisible sword appeared.

Jianpo's heart sank, and she stabbed the invisible sword towards Bing Dilian decisively, intending to destroy it.

But at this moment, when the invisible sword was about to stab Bing Dilian, a sword rhyme suddenly appeared, and offset the offensive between the invisible.

Qian Ling's furious voice suddenly sounded out of the sea of ​​consciousness.

"Jianmao, what are you doing!"

……

night.

Su Qianye pushed Qian Ling's room away.

He looked at the empty room with a hint of confusion in his heart.

To be reasonable, in the past, although Qian Ling liked to go to the forest of sword pool to learn the way of swordsmanship, she always came back at night.

But today, something seems wrong...

Qian Ling did not come back.

"Did something happen?"

Facing the empty room, a bad thought appeared in his mind.

There is no need for Su Qianye to wait too long.

Just when Su Qianye's thoughts came to mind, Xiaoyaoyi's old voice suddenly rang out from Su Qianye's residence and reached Su Qianye's ears.

"Junior brother, something happened to your fiancée, I think you'd better come here, I'm at the main hall right now."

Hear this voice.

Su Qianye secretly said "Sure enough", and then, without even bothering to close the door, he quickened his pace and went to the main hall of the Jiange.

……

In the main hall of Jiange.

Qian Ling was lying on a jade bed, her eyes were closed tightly, revealing her slender eyelashes.

Su Qianye and Xiaoyaoyi stood aside respectively.

Su Qianye didn't speak, he looked at Qian Ling's beautiful face, his expression became more and more gloomy.

Seeing that Su Qianye didn't look very good, Xiaoyaoyi said in a depressed voice:

"Not long ago, when a certain female disciple in the sect was practicing in the forest of sword ponds, she found your fiancée suddenly unconscious in the thousand swords, so she brought her to me..."

Su Qianye took a deep breath and said coldly, "Who did it?"

Su Qianye was more or less angry at Qian Ling's sudden coma.

He has just started Qian Ling's return mission not long ago.

However, it didn't take long before he was told that there was a big problem with the mission target?

Doesn't this make it clear that you want to fight against him? !

Can this be tolerated? !

"Junior brother, calm down..."

Hearing Su Qianye's extremely cold words, Xiaoyaoyi said slowly: "What happened, let me use the retrospective method to find out, and then make a decision."

Following Xiaoyaoyi's words, Su Qianye gradually calmed down.

After seeing Su Qianye calm down.

Xiaoyaoyi secretly heaved a sigh of relief, and then looked at the unconscious Qianling again, his eyes fixed.

The next moment, a light suddenly flickered in Xiaoyaoyi's eyes.

Followed by.

A spiritual energy suddenly merged into Qian Ling's eyebrows.

And Xiaoyaoyi also closed his eyes, and began to retrace the scene that happened at that time.

The method of tracing is a high-level spell mastered by Xiaoyaoyi, which can trace back the short period of time when the wounded was injured.

Of course, sometimes it will fail due to various reasons, and it is not 100% successful, and it also has a certain probability of effectiveness.

Unfortunately, when Xiaoyaoyi opened his eyes, he shook his head helplessly and said, "I tried my best, but I still can't trace back the most specific scene at that time."

"Can't be traced back?"

Su Qianye looked at Xiaoyaoyi with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

Xiaoyaoyi seemed to feel something was wrong, and quickly added: "Although I didn't trace back to the scene, I still found the reason why she fell into a coma through the method of spiritual exploration."

Hearing Xiaoyaoyi's additional words, Su Qianye withdrew his gaze, looked at Qianling again, and spoke softly.

"what reason?"

Xiaoyaoyi's expression suddenly became serious, and he said slowly in a slightly apprehensive tone: "Consciousness is lost."

"Seize the house..."

After hearing this word.

Su Qianye frowned slightly, and looked at Qian Ling with a hint of doubt.