You owe me the cultivation of immortals!

The moment she closed her eyes, she seemed to see the fire phoenix produced by the bow spirit, and she called out, "Qing." Then she suddenly thought of Hong, and the appearance of the bow spirit was like a grown up red. Usually, such brilliant burning feathers that seem to never go out, those glass-like red eyes, the feathers on the top of her head have grown very gorgeously, swaying with the trajectory of her neck, and the upper half of her buttocks is not short. The tail feathers have also been laid out gorgeously, and Qing seems to be able to imagine that when Hong spreads her broad wings and flies, it is the air of a phoenix dancing in the sky.

ah!But why did the bow spirit turn red in the end?In my memory, she wanted to turn into a human in the end, right?Is it really because everything before is just an unattainable dream?

There is still unspeakable sadness in my heart, but besides that, there is also a little relief.She tried her best to shake her sleepy head, and finally opened her eyes.

The white phoenix was already lying quietly on the ground, her whole body was wrapped in faint blue flames, and the flat right wing was engraved with strange runes. Right above her chest, there was a small, shining flame crawling. Fenghuang was quietly opening his sleepy eyes.

"Qing, you're back." At the tender moment when her eyes met each other, with a hoarse voice, she rubbed and rubbed the feathers on Qing's chest nostalgicly, and pouted in dissatisfaction, "Qing, change back to human form." .”

"Okay." Inexplicably, she always has no temper with her.Xu Shi slept and accumulated a lot of strength in his body. The blue light flashed across his body. The slim girl stood in the fireball, with a pattern on her right face and a bulging chest. Her figure seemed to have grown a lot.

After much difficulty, Hong was willing to show her small head from Qing's chest, stared blankly at Qing's face, and didn't understand why Qing suddenly became so beautiful, compared to the aunt outside, the woman next to the aunt, and the candle dragon No loss at all, no, if it weren't for the strange pattern on one side of her face, Qing would definitely be more beautiful than them.

Little Phoenix's eyes were shining brightly, and his two claws were still clutching his chest tightly, with the tendency to grasp more and more tightly, even with Qing's indifferent temperament, he couldn't help but frown.

"Hong, what are you staring at me for?" She thought for a while, then stretched out her hand to cover her right cheek.

"Don't block it...it's beautiful!" The red eyes watched as the beautiful eyebrows and eyes disappeared halfway, and she spoke reflexively. The rest was a long silence. She, who was always smart, turned her head and finally understood.Does Qing feel that she is not good-looking?how could be?It's obviously much better than the ugly look before.

She also wanted to tell Qing how much she likes her now, but before she could open her mouth, she was suddenly pressed into Qing's arms. She looked out along Qing's fingers, and found a dark blue flame shell around her. Son, is slowly broken.It's a pity that instead of warm sunshine and fresh air, what rained down on the top of the head was only a huge and violent fireball.

The last ray of sky fire was rolling excitedly in the thundercloud, preparing to fall.

"Come out." Lingzhen firmly held the aunt's tender palm, staring at Liqing's figure gradually revealed from the gradually shattered eggshell without blinking.The young girl's appearance has indeed grown up a bit, the original youthful features have gradually grown, not completely but also revealing a seven-point stunning beauty.The figure was getting taller and taller, almost surpassing the two of them. The cyan robe was stretched to a certain extent, and matched with that indifferent face, not only did it not look coquettish, but it became more and more dusty.

"Yes, your apprentice is very good-looking, let go of the dead old woman!" The aunt gave Ling Chun a big roll of her eyes, and secretly let out a sigh of relief for Qingsong who escaped from danger.It's just that this old woman is really annoying, so why can't she pick herself up if she has nothing to do?They caught her bleeding.

But it's still too early to be happy now. Although Qing has shown the fluctuation of the immortal's spiritual power, the last catastrophe has not yet passed. Only after taking the last step can Qing's immortal power be completely stabilized, officially listed in the immortal book. Make a list of names, otherwise all the hardships before will be in vain.

"Do you think she can get over it?" Lingzhen once again held his aunt's hand worriedly.

"Damn old woman, can you stop asking!" Auntie cursed back angrily, but she didn't shake off.

Before they could say anything more, the last flame of calamity had already swept down the sky, and Qing had no time to send Hong out, so she had to press her into the skirt of her clothes and tell her not to come out, while mobilizing her whole body's spiritual power to condense in her palm.She knew that there was no trickery in this last calamity of life and death. If she wanted to cultivate into a registered immortal, she could only resist it forcefully, and if she carried it through, she would ascend to heaven.

However, there are also many people who are afraid of death and choose to give up when they come here, or they can't resist the last catastrophe halfway, but they are lucky enough to survive by the protection of the magic weapon.From then on, they will advance half a step in their practice, and they will die like ordinary monks when their life span is up. Strictly speaking, they are not considered immortals.

Qing doesn't want to be a sad existence like Sanxian, even if the catastrophe is unstoppable, the big deal is to give back the life of the bow spirit.

"Qing, you are not allowed to die, what will I do if you die?" Hong in her arms keenly sensed the decisive aura on Qing, struggled to poke her head out, and jumped on top of her head with lightning speed.It seems to be telling her that if the fire in the sky is to burn, it must first burn to me.

She bet she couldn't bear it... Of course, she would win.

Qingyan watched the huge fireball mixed with the force of wind and thunder appear on Qing's head above her head, her eyes instantly turned scarlet, as if the world was still in her eyes at that moment, Qing saw Hong looking at her eyes, like glass His pupils are full of pure trust in himself.A warm current burst out from the heart, passed through the eyes, and flowed upstream to the palms. The rich vermilion flames started from the raised palms, and rushed to the sky overwhelmingly, fighting against the catastrophe, making a fierce collision sound.

Even the blood is boiling.

The time seems to have only passed that moment, and it seems to have passed for a long time, Qing weakly lowered his arms, raised his head and looked up with Hong to the clear sky where the clouds had finally cleared, and let out a long sigh.

My heart is so tired, I was caught off guard that day when the catastrophe came, and now I have gone through it, and I don't have the joy of becoming a fairy at all.The top of the head is still red, and the aunt and master are still standing next to the theater, as if they are no different from before.It's just that Hong seems to have grown up a bit, Qing pinched her arms suspiciously and hugged Hong off her head, measuring it from side to side.Indeed, she has grown up, not only the domain and tail feathers have grown a lot, but also more fleshy when hugged, Qing suddenly worried that Hong would become a little fat man, and habitually frowned and stuffed her into his arms, only to realize that there was already pretending to be her. No more.

Qing hugged Hong and her big eyes and narrowed her eyes. When she was the most red, she pursed her mouth, flapped her wings that had grown a lot longer and returned to the top of Qing's head, reluctantly lay down on her stomach, and closed her mouth. Rest your eyes.

Her round head was lying on the ground like an egg in a daze.Although he felt the top of his head was stuffy and heavy, Qing didn't say much, and let Hong lay there, feeling the heavy heartbeat at the place where she was close to him, only feeling a sense of stability one after another.

Hong yawned and slowly fell asleep.In fact, there is one thing she didn't tell Qing. In that ball, she once fell into a dream with Qing.In the dream, she is a bow spirit who has been practicing for thousands of years just to be free.She had originally planned to turn into a human being.It's just that when I saw Qing in my dream, for some reason, I chose to live as a phoenix.

Maybe it's because she immediately recognized the soul of Qing in that little child's body, maybe it's because she was a phoenix but accidentally fell into the dream of a bow spirit.

It's just the resentment of being killed, the unwillingness and fear of falling short, and the accompanying shock of being saved by someone's life for the first time, it feels too real.When she woke up, there were even more pictures flowing in her mind. She was still the bow spirit who desperately wanted to transform into form, but it was not Qing who saved her that time... no, no one came to save her, it was Qing Sha I lost myself... The picture stopped abruptly the moment my body dissipated.

After waking up, her heart still hurt, she seemed to see Qing slowly knelt down on the ground, the sound of her last curse lingering in the air, and then the flames crawled from the palm of her hand to Qing's face, imprinting an indelible pattern.

She looked at Qing who was still asleep with a complicated expression, and there was a contradictory bitterness in her heart that she could not let go of for a long time.It can only turn all blocked emotions into a "green".

She called her to wake up, and she knew that only when the familiar Qing in front of her woke up could she feel at ease.

When she saw the blue eyelids start to tremble, Hong Anxin closed her eyes, waiting to be gently awakened by this person.She knew that when she woke up this time, the nightmare would definitely not continue.

"Gulu Gulu..." Hong, who had slept all day, lazily opened her eyes, and opened her mouth and said, "Qing, I'm hungry."

"But I don't have anything for you to eat." Qing recovered weakly from the meditation state, since yesterday she knew Yihong's appetite, and she would definitely ask for food when she woke up.Originally, she saved some flint stones for her master. She thought that with the help of her aunt, she could snatch it from the master. Unexpectedly, she was worrying too much. I would like to ask who in the world can be more stingy than her master.

Rao, the old acquaintance aunt who seemed to have a lot of relationship would not give it when she asked for it.Qing could only watch helplessly as the master took away the Huolingshi, congratulated herself and left heartlessly.I don't even have an advanced gift, at least give myself another set of clothes!

So with empty hands and tattered clothes burned in the catastrophe, Qing sat on the ground very sadly, thinking about life.

In a flash, it was the second day.She still couldn't think of a way to fill her red stomach in the future.

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I just found out that I changed the typo before and replaced this chapter with the same one as the previous one. I'm very sorry! ! !