Holy Father White Cut Black [Quick Transmigration]

Kan Qingtong was reborn.

The girl sat up in shock from the nightmare, like a drowning person coming out of the water, her waist was bowed, her back was tense, her hair was disheveled, her breathing was short and chaotic, and her eyes were full of resentment.

She looked at her delicate palm in a daze, turning it over and over several times...

Looking back, the familiar boudoir, the scenery outside the window is beautiful, the lush forest and bamboo, full of vitality, the sunlight casts a bright and fragmented brilliance, and the sycamore tree in the bamboo forest is not even three feet high!

But just a moment ago, she died tragically under this sycamore tree with a height of thirty feet!

With a knife and an ax on his body, warm blood gushed out, soaking through the graceful and luxurious phoenix crown and Xiapei, and dyed the three feet of loess under the sycamore tree red.

Kan Qingtong was in extreme pain, vomited blood, sweated, and swallowed her breath, watched the man come over, pierced her heart with one hand, and pulled out the beating heart.

"Only the utensils that give birth to spiritual consciousness are worthy of a green waist." The man said this, as if talking to himself, with a gentle expression: "I will sacrifice my life to Xuling with my seven-apertured and exquisite heart, which is rare in this world. Chong Xuling generates spiritual consciousness, and then bestows on the green waist."

It hurts, it hurts, it hurts... In a daze, Kan Qingtong was bound to die.

Auntie, Auntie...

Brother, little brother...

Where are you?

Her field of vision was blurred, and she seemed to see her old friend coming from afar, stepping on the snow.

There is the lofty posture of a mother looking down on the world, the gentleness of an elder brother who shakes his fan and chuckles, and the embrace of a younger brother who rushes towards him...

You guys, come pick me up.

Tongtong is here, Tongtong is incompetent and cannot take revenge...

Kan Qingtong opened a pair of eyes that were once hailed as bright eyes and kind eyes. In the dilated pupils, there was resentment, resentment and unwillingness.

I hate, I hate, I hate! ! !

Kan Qingtong swallowed his last breath intermittently, and died without a sound.

Then, she came back to life—

Back alive to three years ago, when nothing happened!

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"Junior Junior Sister, you got up so early today..." Before Mei Feibai could finish his sentence, he saw Kan Qingtong riding a horse, brushing past him with a frosty face.

He ignored him, even his eyebrows and eyes seemed to be full of wind and snow, and the severe cold was like a knife.

Yiqi Qingchen disappeared without a trace, crushing the rain of sycamore trees all over the ground.

Mei Feibai was stunned for a moment, just now that...was the little junior sister?What's the matter, why do you look so inappropriate?

He subconsciously felt distressed, worried that the little junior sister had suffered some kind of grievance in a place he couldn't see, and she became like this.

At this moment, Gongxi Yongjia came out from the next room, and also saw the man and the horse who were about to disappear from sight.

Gongxi Yongjia was surprised at first, then frowned: "Brother, was that Tongtong just now?"

"Yes...she just came out of the house and rushed out on a white horse."

"What happened?" Gongxi Yongjia was concerned, but he was confused. Hearing this, he looked anxious, and immediately asked.

Although Mei Feibai was also worried, but still calm and steady, he said slowly: "Don't worry, maybe the little junior sister has something urgent..."

"You don't care what urgent matter she has, you just let her go out riding a white light horse alone like this!?" Gongxi Yongjia was very angry, "Tongtong is only the second grade of Xuan rank! Apart from here, there is no place in Wanzhang Mountain that is not dangerous Where? Forget it, you don’t care, I’ll go after it!”

Heaven, Earth, Xuan and Huang are the strength divisions of the spiritual cultivators in this world. Among them, the Tian rank is the highest, the Huang rank is the lowest, and the first rank has the tenth rank. The cultivation base of the younger junior sister Kan Qingtong is only the second rank of the Xuan rank, which is nothing. master.

If you meet an ordinary spiritual practitioner, self-protection is not a problem, but if you meet a powerful demon clan... I'm afraid it will be more or less dangerous.

Mei Feibai looked at the vast sky, pursed his lips, suppressed the discomfort in his heart, nodded and said: "Okay, Yongjia, you go after the little junior sister and protect her. I'll ask the master first."

Before the words were finished, Gongxi Yongjia had already left with the sword, leaving only a swipe of glow in the sky.

Mei Feibai clenched his fists and took a deep breath. The two senior brothers are in love with the younger junior sister. Now, isn't he worried?

Of course he also wanted to catch up with his junior sister regardless, but as the chief disciple, he had his own responsibilities and responsibilities, and he couldn't be as reckless as his second junior brother Xi Yongjia.

Gritting his teeth, Mei Feibai still turned around and rushed to the place where Master Qingxiu was in a hurry. No matter what, he had to report to Master first.

If he did not guess wrong, the younger junior sister did not inform the master in advance, and went down the mountain privately like this, I am afraid that it will be another punishment that cannot be escaped.

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Bai Guangju was no ordinary horse, although he had never been born with intelligence, he was also extremely human, as if he knew Kan Qingtong's inner urgency, he ran at an unprecedented speed, leaving Gongxi Yongjia far behind.

Holding the reins, Kan Qingtong leaned over to cling to the white light horse, enduring the raging wind brought about by the speed.

The familiar and unfamiliar scenes around her quickly retreated, and soon, the magnificent city above the snow and ice appeared in front of her eyes.

Tai Ah City.

The most important city in the territory of the human race is guarded by Kan Jiuyan, the world's number one female general and a heavenly first-rank spiritual power.

near, near...

The familiar city wall was getting tighter and tighter, the majestic city wall and the majestic atmosphere were so familiar that she even remembered every brick and tile as fresh as ever, and Kan Qingtong almost shed tears.

The ancients said that being close to the nostalgia is more timid, but this?One glance is like a lifetime, which is heartbreaking.

Those pasts are vivid in my mind, just like watching flowers on horseback...

Broken and messy images impacted her mind: fighting, siege, rain of swords and swords, incomplete city walls, broken city, bloodshed and floating oars, mountains of corpses and seas of blood, mourning everywhere, thousands of bones buried in snow...

Kan Qingtong wrapped her cloak tightly, but couldn't resist the chills coming to her heart.

"Who is under the city? How dare you trespass on my Tai'a city!?" The city wall guards found her.

The general was standing on the city wall with a huge bow, and the arrows were directed at Kan Qingtong.

The bow was covered with heavy snow, and the arms of the guarding generals were as steady as Mount Tai, and the arrows never moved at all.

Kan Qingtong pulled down her hood, her long hair fluttered in the wind, and her eyes were picturesque. She shouted: "It's me!"

The guarding general let go of the bow and arrow in his hand in an instant, cupped his fists and said, "It turned out to be a female son, sorry for my poor eyesight, I didn't recognize it... Open the city gate!"

The heavy city gate hadn't been fully opened yet, but the person and the rider had already passed through the gap.

The guard general was stunned: "Why is my son so anxious?"

Come back to God, the person has disappeared.

The guard general looked at the vast snow field where no one was seen, and frowned, feeling that something bad was about to happen.

"I have never received any news that the young lady is returning to the city. Today, the young lady came here in such a hurry, and she is in a hurry. I'm afraid it will happen suddenly..."

After thinking for a while, he said: "You wait for Qingyu to fly to the city lord's mansion and tell the eldest son that the female son is back. The rest of you, join me to strengthen vigilance!"

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Tai'a City Lord's Mansion, the pavilions and pavilions are hidden in the snow, and the rockery and distant waters are all covered with silver.

A small and nimble blue-feathered bird went straight into the protective cover of the City Lord's Mansion and flew towards the courtyard hidden in the bamboo forest.

There is a Mr. Pianpian, wearing a tea-white double-breasted deep coat, with a dark blue edge, embroidered with delicate patterns of flying cranes with light-colored silver thread, and twelve garments under him, as the young master half-lyed on the bamboo chair, bending to his left. The movements of legs, knees and hands resting on the left knee appear trapezoidal and distinct.

The blue-feathered bird flew straight to him, and Zhan Xi was originally slightly closing his eyes, receiving the plot, sensing its movement, and raised his finger lightly.

The bird landed on his index finger, and he had a flash of inspiration, he took a closer look, there was no blue-feathered bird in his hand, only a piece of Qingdai paper.

He glanced over, only to see the letter on it——[The female son has arrived at the city lord's mansion]

But in a short while, the Qingdai note that had been read turned into ashes and disappeared.

Zhanxi frowned, not knowing why the second sister came back suddenly, and heard someone break into Zhushiju.

He looked back, meeting the eyes of the girl who stumbled in.

The girl stayed where she was, her eyes were red and bloodshot all over her eyeballs, she just stared at Zhanxi in a daze, as if she had lost her soul, stupidly and in a daze.

Zhan Xi was surprised at first, then a smile slowly climbed up the corner of her mouth, and she called out to her: "Tong Tong."

"Brother!?"

Elder brother Kan Qingzhu... In her memory, he had already passed away for the Chinese New Year.

He is not dead.

The young lord of Tai'a City, the living son of Green Bamboo known as Beichen, died at the hands of the snake demon Luyao.

His elder brother died, died tragically, and his soul flew away. When Kan Qingtong received the news in his previous life, Lu Yao had already drawn out her brother's soul and body, so that his sweetheart could return to life...

Now that his elder brother is standing in front of him alive, smiling like a breeze, how can Kan Qingtong not be excited?

As if waking up from a dream, she couldn't care about anything else, she ran quickly and plunged into Zhanxi's arms.

Zhan Xi picked her up, hugged her in his arms, patted her back comfortingly, and asked, "What happened?"

Kan Qingtong only felt that she was surrounded by warmth, and the tip of her nose was filled with the familiar yet unfamiliar fragrance of centennial bamboo. How long had she not smelled this kind of smell?

Surrounded by the familiar and nostalgic fragrance of bamboo, Kan Qingtong suddenly felt uncontrollable, her nose felt sour, and her eyes could no longer see anything, only misty water.

The countless pains and tortures, the fear and hatred that made her restless day and night... everything, today, finally turned into countless unspeakable grievances, which instantly occupied her heart and desolate the whole world heart.

Her tears were like a fountain, and she hugged her brother's neck tightly, choking with sobs and hoarse voice, she called out again: "Brother."

Zhan Xi let out a long sigh, and hugged her a little tighter, she was just a little girl under 16 years old, how did she look like this?It was as if he had suffered all kinds of calamities and tribulations, and he couldn't even express his grievances, but his tears were pouring down like rain, which couldn't be stopped.

The little girl, with vicissitudes in her eyes, seems to be... old in this life.

"My dear Tongtong, brother is here." Zhanxi's heart softened. He treats little girls, especially girls who are similar to his junior sisters, no matter in terms of body shape, age, expression, or experience... He can be said to be the same. There is no resistance.

What's more, this is the original body's own younger sister, crying like this, I don't know what wronged her.

So Zhanxi asked gently: "Tongtong, tell your brother, but you were wronged outside?"

The little girl buried her head in his arms, crying so hard that her heart was almost broken, her tears wet his clothes.

Kan Qingtong just shook his head, and then indulged in his own pain, calling out in a low voice, "Brother, brother, brother..."

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"Brother, I heard that sister is back!" The little boy rushed in unexpectedly.

Then the girl who was finally comforted by Zhan Xi burst into tears immediately.

She rushed over regardless, and hugged the boy tightly: "Little brother! Little brother!"

Kan Qingbai was taken aback, and then came to his senses, clumsily hugging her back: "Sister? Sister? Why are you crying, but someone bullied you outside?"

After all, Kan Qingbai was still young, Kan Qingtong cried heartbreakingly, Kan Qingbai finally shrugged his mouth, and burst into tears instantly.

So the two siblings staged a crying scene, and the atmosphere of sadness permeated the surroundings.

"Warning! Warning! There is an unexpected situation in the mission, Kan Qingtong is a reborn, and Kan Qingtong is a reborn!"