After raising four Long Aotian, I slag them

Sacrificial Demon Abyss.

Boqing was held in Qin Ji's hand, and the blood of various evil beasts dripped down the tip of the sword, forming small puddles of blood on the soles of the feet.

With a slight movement of the silver boots, there was a sound of water as if stepping on blood, and a strong smell of blood came to the nostrils.

In the darkness, another four huge beasts approached from all directions.

Qin Ji closed her eyes, and the bloody mark on her forehead became the only dim light under the Moji Abyss.

The sword intent passed by.

The evil beasts couldn't help backing away. They seemed to realize how unfriendly this young man who fell into the Demon Sacrifice Abyss was, and he could see even in the boundless darkness.

A grunting sound that symbolizes the anger of "unaccustomed but unable to fight" overflowed from the throat. He gritted his teeth and retreated behind the mist, ready to look for other opportunities and wait for the opportunity.

For a while, there were only roars one after another around, and Qin Ji moved her fingertips slightly, and the roar like a struggling animal suddenly became smaller.

Qin Ji withdrew his sword, and with the better eyesight of a cultivator than ordinary people, walked up to Duan Shaofeng who was leaning on the rock wall, and lowered his head to check his injury.

When he fell into the Demon Sacrifice Abyss, his figure changed from six years old to fourteen or fifteen years old, and his original clothes no longer fit.

The storage ring was with Duan Shaofeng again, but he didn't know where he put it. He couldn't find clothes to wear, so he was only wrapped in a piece of snow-white cloth, with his shoulders exposed.

So when Duan Shaofeng, who was a little conscious, opened his eyes, a large piece of red rushed into his field of vision, he stopped breathing for a moment, and turned his head to look, "... Qin Yizhi?"

After he finished speaking, he coughed a few times, his voice was extremely hoarse, and it was exposed at once by the cold erosion caused by being locked in the water prison by the fairy rope.Qin Ji patted his back carefully, causing Duan Shaofeng to clasp his wrist.

"Why are you injured, does it hurt?"

Qin Ji shook his head.

"Why did your body become smaller, and... where is this place?"

He had a lot of questions to ask, but as soon as he asked, he didn't wait for the other party to answer, so he held the other party's hand to convey spiritual power.

He coughed faintly while losing, and was broken away by Qin Ji.

The latter didn't say a word the whole time, his eyes were drooping, and he didn't raise his head for a moment.

Just send the spiritual power that harmonizes and soothes the spiritual veins into Duan Shaofeng's body, washing away his damaged spiritual veins.

Seeing his absent-minded appearance, Duan Shaofeng felt inexplicably twitched: "Why don't you speak...you, do you hurt?"

Qin Ji still shook his head, paused for a while, and asked him: "Do you still remember who shrank you into the water prison?"

"A strange person, a bit like Song Huashuang, but not him." Duan Shaofeng recalled for a while, and glanced at the shocking red spot on Qin Ji's left shoulder again, caring too much.

It was pitch black all around, accompanied by the deliberate howling of evil beasts from time to time, even the spiritual power was suppressed by a level in this area, unable to fully display... Duan Shaofeng vaguely had the answer in his heart.

——He took the place of Song Yushuang and fell into the Demon Sacrifice Abyss.

But why even Qin Yizhi...

Shouldn't he still be in Pihai Shizhi Palace?

Thinking of this, Duan Shaofeng raised his head and looked up into the sky, only to see the strong wind whistling above his head.

The wounds on his body were all sword wounds, but he didn't feel the slightest pain when he fell. Obviously, the gang wind didn't cause any harm to him.

Realizing something, the young man rolled his Adam's apple with difficulty, and his heart felt sore: "...you took this injury for me, didn't you?"

And Qin Ji lowered her brows and eyes, all she could think about was why Meng Wuchao appeared here.

Although "Fantasy, Snow and Moon Secret Drama" and the world he first passed through the book are the relationship between the prototype and the repair setting, but after all, they are two books, and characters from other worlds will come to this character because he forced the system to Tell yourself about Gu Qimu?

He was frowning in thought, and the spiritual power was continuously sent to Duan Shaofeng's body, so naturally he didn't hear what the other party said.

Until his wrist was clasped backwards and pressed against the rock wall, when he raised his head, he met the boy's bloodshot eyes.Qin Ji blinked twice in confusion, and suddenly came back to her senses, "What are you doing?"

"I'm asking you something, Qin Yizhi..." The voice was sour with great pain, Duan Shaofeng's eyelashes trembled slightly, and his fingers pressed against the rock wall curled up restrainedly, "Did your injury be caused by me?" ?”

It turned out to be for this matter...

Qin Ji nodded, and then said indifferently: "It's nothing, a small injury."

No wonder, the injury was serious. He hadn't suffered this level of injury for a long time. At the beginning, his left shoulder was even dislocated, but he took it back abruptly, which almost killed him from the pain.

So far, apart from a little pain, there are no other problems.

However, as soon as this idea came out, Qin Ji almost didn't cry out, bent over and covered her left shoulder, "Why are you hitting me? You're going to die!"

"Didn't you say that it was a small injury, but it hurt like this when I slapped you?" Duan Shaofeng put his arms around Qin Ji's waist and exerted all his strength.Qin Ji was caught off guard, and those who were taken were forced to stick to his body.

His palm rested on Duan Shaofeng's chest.

The waist of a thirteen or fourteen-year-old body is so slender that Duan Shaofeng can wrap his arms around him, put him in his arms, and lean his head against the boy's right shoulder.

Because of slightly bending the body, the beautiful butterfly bones on the back are outlined.

Recalling that in the past, when he heard the man in purple say "Gu Qimu" to him, that man seemed to be acquainted with Qin Yizhi.

Duan Shaofeng paused for a moment, put his arms around his waist slightly, and said in a muffled voice, "Why are you so nice to me? What is your purpose for approaching me, you... who the hell are you?"

The warm breath swept across his neck, Qin Ji was not someone who could bear it, he was itching so badly, when he heard Duan Shaofeng's words suddenly, his hand that was about to push him in mid-air stiffened.

His thoughts drifted to a long time ago, the moment when he just put on the book, because he was worried that if he deliberately approached the other party, he would be suspected and beheaded by the other party.

...Damn it, it really is these three questions.

Seeing that Qin Ji was stunned for a long time, she didn't even utter a word.

Duan Shaofeng closed his eyelashes, and hugged him tightly, as if trying to blend into his own flesh and blood, but he was always vigilant not to touch his wound, he must be in pain now.

"No one has ever been so kind to me, but I don't want you to be so kind to me. I would rather be injured by myself. I would rather be injured ten times worse than you..."

"Fool." Due to the size problem, Qin Yizhi tried to bypass and raised his arms, patted Duan Shaofeng on the back, and comforted him, "I used to approach you for other purposes, but now I have no purpose at all. Just Because you are my apprentice, as a master, of course I hope that my apprentice will be well."

Duan Shaofeng paused, then straightened his body, looked down at him suspiciously: "...apprentice?"

Qin Ji hummed: "You can rely on me."

His eyes are extremely clear, like gray glass soaked in ice water, gentle as water.

He opened his mouth, but didn't say anything, repeated many times, Duan Shaofeng also gave up, and just rested his head on Qin Ji's right shoulder again.

With a faint voice, he asked in a hoarse voice: "Then can... give me one more hug?"

There was an ambiguous atmosphere in the air, and Qin Ji didn't seem to notice it, as if such a conversation was very normal for him.

He couldn't help laughing, the corners of his mouth raised unconsciously, with a sense of heartlessness: "Silly boy, haven't you hugged me already?"

On his side, he was smoothing the hair of the person who was holding him tightly, but the thinness in the mist was controlled by his consciousness to kill.

The ferocious beasts fell to the ground one after another, but it seemed endless.

Suddenly a knife fell on the back of Duan Shaofeng's neck, his phoenix eyes widened suddenly, and then he lost consciousness.

Gravity pressed over, the three-petaled lotus was so red that it dripped blood, the killing was extremely heavy, and Qin Yizhi's eyes were gentle.

The light from the teleportation array disappeared, and as soon as Fang landed, he saw the thorns all over the entrance of Jimoyuan, and Zhai Huaying frowned.

Who doesn't know that the entrance to Moji Abyss is open all year round, and these thorns are obviously deliberately made by someone.

He sat on the ground, put his fingertips on the strings and played - the people below Jimoyuan would be affected and their cultivation would be halved, but the people above would not.

The powerful spiritual flow chopped off one thorn after another.

Sensing the movement above, Qin Ji raised her head with no expression on her face.After a long while, the blood-soaked Qing returned to his hands, and in an instant he stepped on the soles of his feet and stepped up with the sword.

A gust of wind rushed out of the abyss into the sky.

Zhai Huaying raised her head abruptly, and the lingering wind disappeared, and a thin and white figure suddenly appeared within sight, with a person in his arms.

When seeing Qin Ji's face clearly, Zhai Huaying was still amazed for a moment - suddenly changed from a youth to a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy, anyone would feel incredible and stunned.

It just surprised him, not just because of this.

And that tangy sense of blood.

Seeing that "Rainstorm Pear Blossom" was being manipulated by the man in red below, Qin Ji raised her brows and descended with her sword.

At the same time, Zhai Huaying put away the piano and stood up, and the two looked at each other.

After staring at each other for a long time, Qin Ji suddenly pursed her lips, as if she wanted to say something: "Well, I..."

Zhai Huaying stared fixedly at him, waiting for him to finish speaking.

Qin Ji took a long breath and restrained her voice: "Because of this stinky bastard, now... I feel a little restless, and I want to kill someone. Can you stand still and let me kill?"

Zhai Huaying: "..."

Zhai Huaying's expression became very strange for a moment.

Taking his expression into his eyes, Qin Ji touched his nose: "I'm just joking."

The memory suddenly returned to the previous world, Meng Wuchao's relatives in the mortal world, that is, the line of the royal family.Those royal disciples were secretly suspected of collaborating with Moxiu. They not only built a huge prison for Moxiu to detain the disciples of Xianmen, but also opened the Immortal Execution Formation.Qin Yi's senior brother from the previous world died under the Zhuxian Formation.

In addition, there were countless casualties in Xianmen.

He was a true Buddha when he was a Buddhist, but this kind of person who has already attacked his own door and completely provoked him, with the word "court death" written all over his face, it is too unreasonable not to do anything.

The system wanted him to kill the royal family.

Qin Ji is used to it, thinking that because of the relatives of the disciples who have ascended to the top, they don't intend to kill those royal disciples, just destroy the formations and prisons.

Unexpectedly, an arrow pierced through his shoulder in the end, he was injured, and his mental power to control the ruthlessness was weakened. He was killed and devoured his sanity all at once, killing the entire royal family with blood——

"Will you rest in peace and concentrate on the song?" Put Duan Shaofeng carefully on the ground aside.Qin Yizhi shook his fickle hand, he couldn't help it, "...Anything will do, as long as you can concentrate. You, you play the guqin very well, I believe in you."

Zhai Huaying stared at him for a moment, then licked the back molars with the tip of her tongue.

The ice-cold demeanor around him faded away, and his tone was inexplicably bad: "I won't."

"I will only play that obscene song you played to me last time."

Qin Ji: "..."

Well, the beauty is quite vengeful.