After wearing the book, I had sex with the passer-by brother

"Fairy Way" is a novel.

As a passer-by character born in the book to fill the world, Qi Ling shouldn't have known about it.

However, one day, perhaps something went wrong during the cultivation process, Qi Ling suddenly had a lot of strange content in his mind.

He doesn't care what the son of destiny is a person named Gu Qiu after a thousand years, and why Gu Qiu will have love-hate relationship with several outstanding men.

He only cares about one thing, Zong Huarong, the object of his deep love and desire, is about to soar.

But he was forever abandoned by Zong Huarong in the realm of comprehension.

Qi Ling didn't believe this fact at first, because Zong Huarong often said that he was his most perfect spiritual weapon, even if he did something wrong, Zong Huarong could forgive him as long as he apologized.

How could Zong Huarong, who pampered him so much, abandon him and ascend by himself?

Until Qi Ling saw Zong Huarong's aura rising day by day, symbolizing that the aura of purple gold that was about to ascend was getting stronger, but he never told him that he would take him away.

Qi Ling began to panic, and he began to believe that the extra things in his mind were real.

So he did something stupid.

But it still couldn't stop the fact that Zong Huarong was soaring.

After Zong Huarong's ascension, Qi Ling was in a daze for a while. A guy named Jing came to him and said that he would take him to practice and help him ascend as soon as possible.

Said that Zong Huarong was still waiting for him in the fairyland.

This sentence is like a spark suddenly ignited in the ashes, and Qi Ling is practicing hard with this faint hope.

But his obsession with Zong Huarong was too deep, and his inner demons entered his body. No matter how he refined it, he couldn't reach the stage of transcending tribulation and ascending.

Thousands of years have passed, when the story of Gu Qiu, the son of luck, began to develop.

Qi Ling thought to herself, forget it, when Gu Qiu has a happy ending, the story of this book comes to an end, and everything is over.

Only this time he still guessed wrong.

The story of "Xiantu" ends, and Qi Ling returns to the beginning with his memory.

again and again.

again and again.

Qi Ling tried to trap Zong Huarong in different ways, and also tried to let Zong Huarong know the truth that he was only a person in the book, etc. Unfortunately, these all failed.

Heaven is stopping him.

And he could only watch Zong Huarong ascend, but he could do nothing to change the established ending in this book.

On the uninhabited mountain of Xuanmen, Qi Ling paced up to Zong Huarong, and held Zong Huarong's cheeks with both hands. Under the gentle eyes, there was a madness that could not be hidden.

"Arong, this time, even if it's against the law of heaven, I won't let him take you away."

As soon as the voice fell, all the surrounding scenes gradually changed, as if the entity had retreated into an ink painting, and some even disappeared, and only his own name was written on it.

Only Jing Su, Qi Ling, Zong Huarong and the ever-expanding Heavenly Dao Thunder Tribulation above his head remained the same.

Zong Huarong's eyes were a little lost, and he kept muttering "It's time, it's time to ascend", his body was like a puppet being manipulated, struggling to escape from the shackles of the spirit.

At this time, Qi Ling is already him a thousand years later, and he is able to use the power of luck taken from Gu Qiu in his body to fight against the will of heaven, preventing Zong Huarong from being inspired by heaven to ascend.

Qi Ling turned her head and smiled at Su Yunqing who looked defensive, "Although I don't know why you came into this book, I'm glad you came."

After countless reincarnations and countless failures, Qi Ling had already given up resistance.

After witnessing Zong Huarong's ascension again, Qi Ling silently waited for the next reincarnation to come back.

But this time, a little different from the countless reincarnations before, Su Yunqing, a variable who does not belong to the world in the book, suddenly appeared in front of Qi Ling.

Let Qi Ling have a bold plan in an instant.

He pulled Su Yunqing into the dream created by his body, and obtained the variable power from him bit by bit.

At the same time, he slightly modified the plot in the book that he knew, and used means to let Gu Qiu know the modified plot, so that Gu Qiu voluntarily entered the dreamland to help Qi Ling.

Qi Ling can also take advantage of the sheep and seize the power of luck from Gu Qiu.

In the end, a war between the cultivation world and the demon world was set off, and with the help of the power of catastrophe, one of the powers of heaven and earth formed through the war, a millennium dream comparable to reality was created.

He wants to go against the sky.

He wants to keep the one he loves by his side forever.

Su Yunqing shook her head at Qi Ling with a solemn expression, "You will not succeed if you use the wrong method like this. You can't use the lives of the creatures that died in the battle between immortals and demons to satisfy your own selfish desires."

Hearing the words, Qi Ling laughed softly, "You have to try to know if you can succeed." He retracted his gaze and looked up at the sky that was already thundering and lightning. The black eyes reflected the terrifying lightning like a snake.

"Compared to you people, my selfish desires are really nothing."

Qi Ling pushed Zong Huarong away, picked up his own nine-turn yin-yang furnace, flew straight into the air, and collided with the thunder that suddenly fell from the dark sky.

Boom! ! ——

Thunder rumbled, the sky suddenly turned white, and the Thunder Tribulation, which was ten times more terrifying than a blow from a high-ranking monk, was torn apart by Qi Ling with his bare hands by relying on the dual power of variables and luck.

I didn't hurt myself at all.

Above the nine layers of clouds, the second thunder tribulation gradually took shape, more powerful than before.

However, Qi Ling didn't stop flying, and before the thunder disaster fell, he resolutely rushed into the center of the thunder disaster.

The thick dark clouds covered Qi Ling's tiny figure, Su Yunqing subconsciously took Jing He's hand, "Brother, do you think Qi Ling can succeed?"

Jing He clasped Su Yunqing's hand backhand, with the same heavy expression, "Maybe it can, maybe it can't."

To change fate against the sky is to fight for a chance.

Qi Ling used the wrong method to seek this opportunity to compete for the opportunity, and it was really hard to judge whether it would work or not.

Time was passing by bit by bit, and the sight was blocked by clouds, Su Yunqing didn't know what was going on with Qi Ling who rushed into the center of Thunder Tribulation.

It's just that Zong Huarong's second lightning calamity has not yet fallen, and the lightning flashes on the clouds are also big and small. Every time the flash jumps, it makes Su Yunqing's heart beat faster.

Both of them focused their attention on the clouds, silently sweating for Qi Ling.

Half an hour later, there was a sudden gust of wind and lightning in the center of Lei Jie, as if a pair of giant hands were about to tear the sky open.

Su Yunqing and Jing He were blinded by the sand particles rolled up by the strong wind, and before they could recover what happened suddenly, the thunder tribulation vortex on the nine layers of clouds slowly dissipated.

The wind stopped and the thunder stopped, the dark clouds receded, Qi Ling was in a panic, and no one part of his body was intact, appearing in midair.

Su Yunqing's heart jumped suddenly, and she blurted out, "He actually did it!"

At this time, Qi Ling had exhausted all the power of luck and the power of variables, and there was very little of his original power left. He staggered a few steps to stand firm, and fell from the sky with joy.

Because the power was exhausted, there was not much power left to maintain this thousand-year dream, and the dream began to collapse.

The surrounding space is like a shattered glass mirror, shards falling away.

Qi Ling doesn't care much about this, he only has Zong Huarong in his eyes, now as long as he takes Zong Huarong out of the dream, he can create a new dream in reality, and be with Zong Huarong forever.

"A Rong, come with me, no matter what happens in the future, we can't separate the two of us."

Qi Ling stretched out his hand to hold Zong Huarong's hand, and Su Yunqing and Jing He were also ready to leave the dreamland.

However, what they didn't expect was that a long sword suddenly appeared in Zong Huarong's hand, who was unconscious at first, and pierced through Qi Ling's heart from behind.

There is the lifeblood of Qi Ling.

Tiandao Will used his last ounce of strength to control Zong Huarong and get rid of Qi Ling.

It happened so suddenly that no one present could react.

"Ah Rong..."

Qi Ling didn't look back, he could feel his consciousness gradually disintegrating, and his solid body became transparent step by step.

He smiled idiotically, his body trembling with the laughter, as if laughing that he had failed again, as if laughing again that the person who gave him a fatal blow was actually the person he loved the most.

With the wind blowing, Qi Ling's figure drifted away with the wind, and Zong Huarong disappeared at the same time.

Like a wisp of blue smoke, it faintly disappeared between the heaven and the earth.

.........

As soon as the millennium dream disappeared, Su Yunqing and Jing He broke away from the dream and returned to the battlefield of the battle between immortals and demons.

The situation on the battlefield is still stalemate, but without the spirit of the weapon to command behind the scenes, and without sufficient backup resources to replenish, the demon army headed by Yan Jin gradually weakened.

Su Yunqing put aside the remaining emotions in the dream, and turned to look at Jing He, "Brother, let's end this battle between immortals and demons that shouldn't have happened."

Jinghe nodded, "Well, let's go together."

This time, in the thousand-year dream created by Qi Ling, although they couldn't do anything, the Nine-turn Yin-Yang Furnace still greatly improved the cultivation base of the two of them.

Now it is not difficult for the two of them alone to end this war.

Su Yunqing and Jing He jointly launched an attack, which gathered into a long sword the size of a mountain in mid-air, the sword's energy was clanging, and the cold light was lingering.

Inexplicably, a sword slashed in the center of the battlefield, separating the cultivator from the demonic cultivator.

"boom!!--"

The dust was flying, but the overwhelming sword energy forced all the demon cultivators back, and even those who were not careful were cut in half.

On the other hand, on the side of the monks, everything is safe and sound, and the spiritual energy flows into the body, as if the rain is coming after a long drought, and the overall morale has risen a lot.

Jing He and Su Yunqing stood on the giant sword, facing the side of the demon cultivators, and with one hand formed a three-foot-tall giant palm phantom, and caught it among the demon cultivators.

The demon leader Yan Jin hiding in it was instantly pulled out by Jing He, and he was crushed under the giant palm, unable to move at all.

Then Jing He waved his big hand, "All the monks obey the order! Demon Lord Yan Jin has been suppressed, and the remaining demon cultivators are not enough to prove. Please follow me to kill the remnants!"

"Yes! We will obey the suzerain's orders!!"