Is the sick beauty master washed white? [Transmigration Book]

The tide was pressing down on his head, and Lu Tingqin remained motionless.

The color of Lu Tingqin's pupils turned pale, attracting aura into the eyes, transforming into another vision.

His indifferent and see-through eyes reflected the true form of the young man: a huge black-gold five-clawed dragon that seemed to be able to penetrate the entire world.

The giant dragon hovered faintly, one of its two dark eyes turned into the night sky, and the other turned into the deep sea.His huge body shook out a turbulent tsunami, and his barbed long tail slid slowly, bringing out a disturbing black mist from the tip of the tail.

Dark barbs... Will there be such a thing in the long tail of Dongfang dragon?

Lu Tingqin's thoughts flashed, and she didn't have time to think carefully.He saw that the overwhelming waves seemed to be mighty, but in fact they were not threatening. What really needed attention was the black mist that overflowed from the long tail of the dragon.

The black mist mixed in the dark night sky, spreading silently, dormant behind Lu Tingqin and Chongshuang, and rushed forward.

Lu Tingqin raised one hand and drew dozens of runes in the air at an extremely fast speed.The combination of runes changed, and Lu Tingqin and Chongshuang intertwined into a shining barrier, like a miniature version of Taoist Xuanqing's imperial spirit shield, firmly blocking the black mist.

The black mist continued unabated, and its figure skyrocketed, like a huge shadow in the night sky, trying to swallow Lu Tingqin.Lu Tingqin drove the rune to resist the black mist with one hand, and held his heart with the other hand.The jade plaque on Lu Tingqin's chest was shining brightly, and the power belonging to Taoist Xuanqing overflowed, suppressing the aroused demon energy in Lu Tingqin's body.

The black mist drawn by the giant dragon was extremely powerful. Lu Tingqin vaguely heard a familiar whisper, like the bewitching of a devil, and said in a low and hoarse voice in the air: "This is surveillance...it is suppression...crushing the jade token...they want to Kill you……"

When Lu Tingqin had just crossed over, he heard such whispers during the first outbreak of demon energy.The magic energy is in the form of black mist, starting from the spirit, first destroying the spirit of the living beings, making them crazy, and then devouring the flesh and blood.

Lu Tingqin's mood was turbulent.He felt that the negative emotions in his heart couldn't stop growing amidst the whispers.

The life belonging to Lu Tingqin was like a deep pool of water before passing through.Lu Tingqin has no deep negative emotions that can be evoked. He has no indelible hatred, no jealousy, and no resignation. After coming to this world, facing all kinds of shocks, he will feel bored, helpless or deeply sad at most. Disappointed.

Lu Tingqin's negative emotions at this time had nothing to do with the demon energy, he just remembered the Falling Moon Immortal in his dream.

Zhuiyue Xianzun mentioned that he had been bewitched by the devil energy for many years, and he was depressed and had trouble trusting others, so he planted bitter fruits.Lu Tingqin couldn't help thinking, if there was no magic energy, wouldn't everything happen?I don't need to travel through time; Zhuiyue Immortal Venerable can get along well with his seniors, makes pillows and raises cats; Chongshuang's eyes are bright and clear, and he can always smile relaxedly.

There are no ifs in all this.

"Master!" Chongshuang turned back to the Yuan Jue, injected spiritual power into the sword, and swung the sword to try to cut through the black mist behind Lu Tingqin.

Lu Tingqin used his spiritual energy to protect his heart veins, his fingertips condensed the orchid light, and quickly drew a new rune on Chongshuang's forehead. "do not move."

The rune penetrated Chongshuang's skin, exuding a icy orchid-like aura, protecting Chongshuang's consciousness from being disturbed in the attack of the black mist.

Hearing Chongshuang's shout, the young man straightened up slightly from the throne, his deep eyes fixed on Chongshuang.

"Are you master and apprentice? Interesting."

Two jets of black and golden air flowed out from the young man's mouth.When the air flow met the rune of Lu Tingqin, water melted into it, seeping into Chongshuang's body.

Lu Tingqin looked cold, he waved his hand, and the silver light and cold whip penetrated the young man's body and rushed straight into the sea.Lu Tingqin struck again, and his spiritual power turned into several sharp arrows, soaring into the sky and piercing the dragon's eye in the void, only piercing through a piece of air.

The young man raised the corners of his lips, "I'm stuck here, it's just a phantom. Attacking is a waste of effort."

Lu Tingqin closed his eyes to expand his perception, trying to explore the flaws in the space.

As the young man said, he was not alive, incorporeal, but by no means a phantom.Lu Tingqin found that the entire space was filled with the remaining spiritual power of youth, which has been able to attack living beings even after thousands of years.

Here, youth is the absolute king.

After the black-golden air flow submerged into the rune, the young man's deep gaze penetrated Chongshuang like a sharp sword, stirring up the memories in Chongshuang's mind.

The waves rolled up like a high wall of condensation.Chongshuang was shocked to find that the broken image in his memory flashed in the black waves.

Chongshuang once again saw the bloody nights and the bones that had been dug out from the body.

The black-golden air flow was stirring in the body, heavy frost's mind ached, and a splitting pain suddenly aroused under his ribs.

Chongshuang resisted to stand up straight, and grabbed his ribs tightly.

"Looking at other people's memories...what is it?"

Heavy Frost made a sound.Previously, this memory was a nightmare, the pain of darkness.So far, he only feels guilty about it.When Chongshuang saw these nights, he thought of asking about the sword on the stage, thinking of the explanation of listening to the piano on the way to the osmanthus tree, and his own doubts.

If I can discover the reason earlier, if I can give Master some more time, and trust Master more...

The young man's body changed and turned into the giant dragon that Lu Tingqin saw in his vision.His ferocious faucet approached Chongshuang, and his voice echoed on the sea.

"Mixed blood, after a thousand years, the dignity of the dragon has fallen to this point..." the black and golden dragon growled, "You should have power, you should have stood on the top of the mountain to receive worship. At this time, you were hollowed out The keel was broken, the meridian of the dragon was broken... and the lowly human being who did all these things, you are willing to degenerate and call him a teacher, it is sad and ridiculous..."

Chongshuang's internal and external strength increased several times, he clenched the muscles under his ribs, unable to bear it, his body curled up slightly.

Lu Tingqin continued to comfort him with spiritual power, trying to use runes to seal Chongshuang's sense of hearing, but the whisper of the dragon used the secret method of the dragon clan, and it directly sounded in the depths of Lu Tingqin and Chongshuang's hearts without hearing. .

Chongshuang's voice was intermittent due to severe pain, and he tried his best to say: "Shut up, what do you know!"

The power of the giant dragon surged from the place where the keel was dug out under the heavy frost rib.The dragon energy and spiritual power in Zhongshuang's body were originally in a balanced state, but it was instantly broken by the external dragon energy.

A rampant force gradually formed in Chongshuang's body, impacting everything that belonged to the human torso.Heavy frost's stomach cramps, body tremors, and the bones of the whole body seem to be smashed.External forces hovered under his ribs, as if a new keel was about to be reborn.

The black and golden dragon said: "How lucky you are... to meet me through the mist. I will give you the symbol and the power to lead the dragons. The past is gone, and you can be the new king..."

"The one who sees through the fog is my master, not me!" Chongshuang shouted.Talking made him suffer more, and he curled up in mid-air.

Lu Tingqin half-kneeled beside Chongshuang, covering Chongshuang's body with one hand, and continuously circulated the spiritual flow as in the past, dredging Chongshuang's body.

The black-golden dragon aroused Chongshuang's strength, and Lu Tingqin suppressed it with the same spiritual flow.The two external forces fought against each other using Chongshuang's body as the battlefield. Chongshuang gritted his teeth, mobilized his own spiritual flow, and followed the guidance of Tingqin on the road.

"Stupid... the person you trust, until now, is still killing you..."

Following the dragon's words, more black mist gushed out from the dragon's barbed tail, covering Lu Tingqin and Chongshuang.

Lu Tingqin's bewitching voice from the black mist instantly magnified several times, he felt the breath of the jade tablet, calmed down, and used his spiritual power to steadily protect Chongshuang.

"Persevere." Lu Tingqin said to Chongshuang via voice transmission.Lu Tingqin's sound transmission this time used the technique of ghost cultivation, which is the same as the secret technique of the dragon clan, and the sound directly rang from the depths of Chongshuang's soul. "This is the Dragon King from thousands of years ago. It is difficult for you and me to fight against for the time being. Calm down, feel my power, don't follow any whispers, wait patiently, the power of the dragon is about to run out."

Lu Tingqin paused, and added: "Chongshuang, you have to trust me."

The dragon's voice carried the power of bewitching, and at the same time, the lingering black mist lured the mind.Lu Tingqin was familiar with this kind of torture once and twice, and with the help of Yu Pai, she was able to endure pain proficiently and exercise strength.

But Chongshuang had never had such an experience.Lu Tingqin was worried that Chongshuang would be aroused by extremes and darkness, and went to the wrong side again.

Amidst the whispers of the black mist and the giant dragon, Chongshuang's expression twisted.He buried his face firmly to prevent Lu Tingqin from noticing his expression.

Chongshuang endured what Lu Tingqin had experienced.

Countless fragments of words flew around, stirring up the negative emotions in Chongshuang's heart.Those voices overlapped and said: "He killed you...he is going to kill you...he is deceiving you..."

Chongshuang couldn't control it for a moment, and hatred appeared in his eyes.

"No...no..." Chongshuang bit her lip, maintaining consciousness in the blood.

Lu Tingqin felt sad.Hearing this no, he made preparations in his heart, and when he passed this level, he would face a more troublesome heavy frost.

"How about Master...I...see with my own eyes..." Chongshuang continued, moving her knees and turning her body.

Between the night sky and the sea surface, heavy frost floated in mid-air, suppressing the trembling of the body due to pain, and knelt down to Lu Tingqin.

The black and golden dragon roared, its huge body swimming.Lu Tingqin noticed that the power of the giant dragon was gradually losing support.

The giant dragon itself is a trace of breath that remains to this day, and it cannot use more power.

"I can only advise so far, so I can do it for myself... The endless power still belongs to you. Take this as proof, go to the Dragon Palace in the South China Sea, and my loyal subjects will submit to you, just as they obey me." The giant dragon let out a cry with the last of his strength. The majestic dragon chant spit out golden fragments and rushed towards Chongshuang's neck.

The shards melted on the skin of the heavily frosted nape.Chongshuang coughed loudly and covered his throat.

Lu Tingqin's hand touched Chongshuang's throat with the remaining coldness of spiritual power.

Chongshuang raised her head, and exposed her neck to Lu Tingqin, so that Lu Tingqin could reach out her hand more conveniently.

"Does it hurt?" Lu Tingqin asked softly.

Chongshuang's eyes were still full of tears from the convulsion just now, when he heard the question, he tried hard to shake his head.He opened his mouth, a sharp pain in his throat.

Chongshuang touched his neck with a look of despair, a scale grew there.

The night sky collapsed into black fragments, the tide gradually subsided, and the dragon's figure gradually faded away.

Chongshuang's figure and Lu Tingqin fell, landing on the solid bone road.A spirit butterfly guarding nearby sensed the movement, flapped its wings instantly, and stopped at Lu Tingqin's heart.

Taoist Xuanqing's voice sounded, with a hint of worry: "Don't move yet, listen to the piano."