Villain female supporting system [Cultivation]

Ming Qianling spent her most muddled days.

She has been bored in this small courtyard for a long time, and she can be regarded as having to stretch out her hands to eat and open her mouth. Three meals a day are brought by that little dumb girl. The chains are in a daze—however, this is one's own choice, isn't it?

Sometimes it was Du Xunning who came, but Du Xunning rarely came. Even when he did come, he would do that kind of thing with her in a hurry, and then fell asleep—she seemed to be sleepy all the time, and it was just these few days. Today, Ming Qianling discovered that Du Xunning came less and less frequently.

Even if they came, they just had a meal together, and sometimes the servants came to report something and left in a hurry.

Ming Qianling felt a faint feeling of uneasiness in her heart, and she realized that something might have happened.

It was another dull day, a brand new day, but for Ming Qianling, it was no different from other days.

In the early morning, the little dumb girl brought hot water for her to wash her face, Ming Qianling moved slowly, and the dumb girl stood aside and looked at her.

Ming Qianling suddenly put down the silk handkerchief she was using to wash her face, and asked, "What's your name?"

The dumb girl was stunned, and seemed very puzzled by Ming Qianling's question.

Ming Qianling said: "I'm asking about your name, you wrote it on the table with water—do you know how to write?"

The dumb girl moved her fingers, as if she wanted to make a move, but her face seemed a little embarrassed, Ming Qianling smiled and said: "Don't be nervous, I'm just bored, I want to find someone to relieve my boredom, you demon king There are so many things going on every day, I haven't seen her for a long time, and she is also very boring."

The dumb girl looked at Ming Qianling, and seemed to feel that it was a bit pitiful for her to be locked up here all day, but she was also afraid that He Luan would punish her if she got too close to her, so she stood there, looking a little uneasy.

Ming Qianling saw through her at a glance, so she smiled and said: "You are hesitating, who are you afraid of? He Luan? Or Du Xunning? It's okay, since you know my relationship with the Demon Lord, then I will definitely He Luan who speaks for you is really nothing, she dare not punish you, let alone be afraid of Du Xunning."

The little dumb girl seemed to think about it for a while, and felt that what Ming Qianling said had some truth, so she stepped forward and dipped her fingers in water on the table, and quickly wrote: Qinglu.

"Is your name Qinglu?" Ming Qianling asked, "My name is Ming Qianling, I think you already know my name."

Qinglu nodded. To her surprise, she saw Qinglu continuing to write on the table: You are Immortal Fairy Pomo.

Ming Qianling: "..."

Goodbye to this title, I really have mixed feelings.

Those days at Tianhemen in the past gradually came to mind.

But now, things are different, and I am no longer who I used to be, and Du Xunning probably is no longer the former Du Xunning.

Ming Qianling smiled and said: "Now I am no longer the Immortal Fairy Pomo, and I have no spiritual power, so don't mention it."

She really didn't know why the title Pomo Immortal Fairy was still so famous, she just did some things reluctantly under Taoist Qingmei.

Qinglu bit her lip, and her fingers hung down.

Ming Qianling rolled her eyes and asked, "I seldom see your lord recently, did something happen to your Demon Palace?"

What she is most worried about is who Du Xunning has provoked over the years. After all, she is very clear about the attitude of the Eastern cultivation world towards the demon cultivators. Hate it to the bone.

Qinglu shook her head and nodded again.

Ming Qianling was puzzled, but Qinglu wrote again: There is a big hole in the sky.

Big hole?

Heaven?

What does it mean?

Ming Qianling didn't understand at all.

Qinglu wrote: "There is a big hole in the sky above the magic palace, and it will drop flint."

Ming Qianling: "..."

I don't understand at all, what does it mean that there is a hole in the sky?Return flint?

This made her think of Nuwa mending the sky, did the sky break a big hole?But the sky is not a piece of cloth, how could it break?

Facts have proved that Ming Qianling is really too naive.

She forgot that the place she was in was the realm of comprehension, and it was even more like a novel.

Ming Qianling and Qinglu were chatting nonchalantly, seeing that Qinglu's hands were not working well, Ming Qianling let Qinglu out, but before she could say anything, a voice came from outside.

"Qinglu! Qinglu!"

It was an unfamiliar voice, Ming Qianling had never heard it before, so she went to see Qinglu.

Qinglu hurriedly wrote on the table: Lord of the Eighth Palace.

Then she ran out quickly, and Ming Qianling heard the Mistress of the Eight Palaces say: "Qinglu, I'm ordered by Mozun to take Miss Ming away, so you should leave too."

Qinglu seemed to be gesticulating something, and the lord of the Eighth Palace said again: "Those people from the east are chasing them."

Those people in the east?Could it be those Taoist cultivators in the eastern comprehension world?

Ming Qianling hurried out of the door, but before she could walk for long, she was pulled back by a force. She looked helplessly at the chain in her hand, it was it that firmly imprisoned herself in this room. At this time, a woman came in from the outside. She was wearing a black short dress, a style Ming Qianling had never seen before, but she was not exposed. Presumably she was the lord of the Eighth Palace of the Demon Palace.

The lord of the eighth house took a golden key, opened her chain, and said to her: "Miss Ming, the situation is urgent, please leave here with me."

Ming Qianling said: "Who are you? And what do you mean by what you said just now? People from the east? Could it be the Faxiu from the east?"

"That's right," the Eighth Palace Master said a little angrily, "It's just that I came here while taking advantage of the fire. Don't worry, the other Palace Masters can handle it——I'm the Eighth Palace Master of the Demon Palace. You can call me Mu Huan."

"Then what about you demons?"

"Of course the devil is going to fight, Miss Ming, you must not go to her."

Ming Qianling frowned, but her heart was not blinded by impulse. She knew that she had no spiritual power now, and even if she went, it would only be a hindrance to Du Xunning, but if she was allowed to escape alone like this, what would she do? willing?

Seeing her hesitation, Mu Huan simply grabbed her and said, "I'm sorry, Miss Ming."

Being led by her, Ming Qianling soared into the air and stepped on a small crane together with Mui Huan.

It turns out that Moxiu also knows the art of controlling cranes, which feels a little weird after thinking about it.

The two left the room together. Ming Qianling hadn't seen the scene outside for a long time. When she came out, she still felt a little strange, but when she took a closer look, she saw that the surroundings were in a mess. Shouting "Be careful", countless golden and red fire balls fell from the sky.

Ming Qianling was dumbfounded, and Mu Huan held up a small red umbrella to cover the two of them to resist the golden-red fire.

Ming Qianling lost her voice and asked, "What is this?"

Mu Huan smiled wryly, "You look up carefully."

When Ming Qianling raised her head, she was also stunned, unable to speak for a long time.

She finally understood what Qinglu meant by "a big hole in the sky". She saw a black-blue vortex above the gray-blue sky out of thin air. The person forcibly tore apart a piece, exposing a corner of the void, and those golden-red fire balls fell from the vortex.

"What exactly is that?"

"No one knows," Mu Huan said, "It is said that even the power with the highest cultivation doesn't know what it is, but the sky suddenly appeared like this not long ago, and then those fireballs fell down, it seems to be the sky fire , they fall on the ground and burn everything, leaving nothing to grow."

Ming Qianling frowned. It seems that this was not mentioned in the original book?

But I have no way to grasp the direction of the plot. After all, the script is now a broken fan novel, and I don't have a system with me, so I don't know what will happen.

The more she thought about it, the more she worried about Du Xunning. How could Du Xunning contend with this?

Mu Huan's umbrella is a magic weapon, but obviously it can't resist it for too long. Ming Qianling heard her scold, and immediately felt a hot air on the top of her head, and there was a small hole in the umbrella surface.

It seems that this sky fire is very powerful.

Ming Qianling watched helplessly as a ball of fire hit the ground in front of her, scalding a small hole in the ground, and then the flame gradually disappeared, revealing its original appearance—it turned out to be a stone.

Could it be a meteorite?

Such a powerful meteorite, even Mu Huan's magic weapon can't resist it, let alone a flesh and blood body.

"Is this the case in the whole cultivation world?" Ming Qianling asked in a shy voice.

Mu Huan smiled wryly: "If this is the case, those Taoist cultivators are naturally too busy to take care of themselves, so why would they travel thousands of miles to the western demonic cultivator's land to take advantage of the fire?"

It seems that this is only the case here in Moyu?

How is this good?

Naturally, the Demon Palace was under attack from both sides. Now, I really couldn't let Du Xunning face everything here alone.

"I'm going to find Du Xunning!" Ming Qianling said suddenly.

Mu Huan was taken aback by what she said, and immediately shouted: "Are you crazy? You will drag her down!"

"I made a blood curse with her, and I will never betray her."

"Blood Curse...?" Mu Huan was taken aback for a moment, and then quickly realized, "So it's like this... She really is crazy..."

Seeing that Mu Huan's expression was not right, Ming Qianling quickly grabbed her and said, "Please explain clearly."

Mu Huan glanced at her, but she didn't want to look any more. She turned her face and said coldly: "You were originally a mortal without spiritual power or even spiritual roots, but she cast a blood curse with you, and the luck will be distributed to you. Half of you, you will slowly grow spiritual roots, be able to practice Taoism, and even in the end, even be able to stand shoulder to shoulder with her, one will ebb and flow, and you will share her luck, and she will naturally decline."

"I think she seems to be in a bad situation recently, and I thought that something went wrong with her practice, but I didn't expect it to be like this."

After Ming Qianling heard this, she couldn't speak for a long time. She was a mortal, unable to cultivate immortality, and her lifespan was limited. She and Du Xunning obviously knew this, but no one brought it up. It turned out that Du Xunning had come up with such a method?

Mu Huan went on to say: "If it was fine before, but if you both cultivated, the transfer of luck would be accelerated."

Ming Qianling was unable to speak for a long time, no wonder Du Xunning would sometimes practice double cultivation with her even if she was tired, it turned out to be the case.

She couldn't help stretching out her hand, closed her eyes gently, and a shallow spiritual power slowly gushed out from her dantian.

It turns out that what Mu Huan said is true...

She tried to push them, and silently recited a formula, a little bit of water vapor spread on her fingertips.

Her spiritual roots have awakened.

Ming Qianling had mixed feelings, and said: "You take me there, I will not drag you down."

Her tone was too resolute, and her face was even more serious. Mu Huan gritted her teeth and said, "Then I will take you there. If you drag the demon king down, I will kill you first."

Ming Qianling nodded heavily, and felt the wind under her feet, and it was Mu Huan who activated her spiritual power to block the umbrella in front of her, and the two rushed out.