Self-salvation [Quick Transmigration]

Feng Ziqing's cultivation had reached the late stage of the Nascent Soul Stage, so Feng Yinuo began to prepare for her heart-letting and bloodletting to drive Gu worms away.She went to the auction house in the city to buy a lot of blood coagulation grass, and personally refined the elixirs needed in the process.

Today, the woman in a black dress lowered her head, rolled up her wide sleeves, revealing a large snow-white wrist, the hair on her forehead was hanging down, her lips under the silver mask were slightly pursed, and her hands were forming seals of herbs very quickly. Putting it into the spirit cauldron for refining, the faint blue spiritual power emerged from her fingertips, and then slowly surged around the cauldron, and was absorbed by the spirit cauldron bit by bit with the herbs put in.

Not far away from her was Feng Ziqing who was sitting at the table and staring at her intently, his pupils were full of this figure.Feng Ziqing watched silently, his eyes paused for a moment on the faint blue spiritual power, and then moved to the woman again.

Feng Yinuo was concentrating on refining medicine, but she also focused on it seriously.

Sister is so pretty.

Feng Ziqing thought silently.

It was clearly the same person, she was not moved when she saw herself in the mirror, but when she looked at Feng Yinuo... she clearly knew that the face under her mask should be the same as her, but she still couldn't control the sudden and strange heartbeat .

Her spiritual power is water, but Feng Yinuo's spiritual power seems to be ice.

Feng Ziqing lowered her eyes, and remembered what Feng Yinuo once said to her...

Under what circumstances can the spiritual power be forced to mutate?

She pursed her lips tightly, and clenched her fingertips on her knees, not daring to think about it anymore.

She is protected by elder sister, but when elder sister suffers, she is not there.

This made Feng Ziqing feel pain in his heart.

"What are you dazed about?"

The cauldron elixir was ready soon, Feng Yinuo just stopped, glanced to the side, and saw that the person who had been staring at her just now was now with his eyes downcast and motionless.

Her expression was serious, but Feng Yinuo couldn't see that her pupils were slack, her eyes were dull, and she was in a daze with a straight face.

Feng Ziqing blinked at the sound, looked at her with slightly curved eyes and smiled, and didn't speak.

Her injuries were serious, so Feng Yinuo let her rest for a few days before removing the Gu worms.

Feng Ziqing had been in these few years, and it was rare to see that this person was not so indifferent to him, so he was very happy, so he quietly followed her every day.He didn't say anything, just watched quietly.

They can't be beaten or scolded, and they can't be chased away.

Feng Yinuo had no choice but to silently agree to the extra little tail behind him.

"Are you ready, sister?"

Feng Ziqing asked in a low voice.

"Ah."

Feng Yinuo glanced at her, came over, sat down and poured himself a cup of tea.

"Then...then, can sister accompany me...to go out for a stroll?"

The child beside him pursed his lips and asked in a low voice and carefully, with a little hope.

Feng Yinuo paused slightly with his fingertips, raised his eyes to look at her carefully, and saw that the rather soft hair she had tied up with a hairpin today slipped a little from the corner of her forehead carelessly, and saw the change in her calm expression. Hidden expectations, naturally... I also saw my own little shadow reflected in her eyes...

Rubbing her fingertips unconsciously on the table, Feng Yinuo remained silent, not knowing what to say.

It seemed that her neglect over the past few years hadn't made the strange feeling in the child's heart go away.

Feng Ziqing just started to learn to hide.

Poor cover up.

She remained silent the entire time, looking down at the ups and downs of tea in the teacup in her hand, pursing her lips slightly.

Just as she knew Feng Ziqing, Feng Ziqing also understood the meaning of every little habitual movement of hers.At this time, his eyes were only gloomy, and his eyes were lowered, his lips were astringent.

"...If sister is unwilling, then it will be considered..."

"...Let's go."

She spoke so pitifully that Feng Yinuo seemed to see her ears drooping on top of her head.Rubbing the center of her eyebrows helplessly, she interrupted her words and got up with a flick of her sleeves.

Feng Ziqing was startled, watching her get up, his eyes suddenly lit up.She also quickly stood up, followed the man, and quietly reached out to hold her fingertips.

As if Feng Yinuo hadn't felt it, he just looked in front of her and didn't look sideways at her.

"Sister."

The stuffy gourd next to him is best at pushing an inch. Seeing her softening a little, he immediately stretched out his paws and tried to move forward.

Feng Yinuo let her lead him, but didn't bother to talk to her.

"Sister..."

"Sister, look at me..."

The man who was still in the room with a serious face just now softened his voice, wiggled his fingertips quietly, and leaned over his head like a cat, trying to grab her attention.

Feng Yinuo was a little annoyed by her shaking, and gave her a sideways glance helplessly.

"doing what?"

Suddenly meeting her eyes, Feng Ziqing blinked them, and smiled at her with curved lips.

"I want sister to see me."

Said the honest boy.

"...problem..."

Feng Yinuo reprimanded silently.

Feng Ziqing also put it away when he saw it was good, with drooping eyes slightly curling the corners of his lips, he led her and followed her step by step, carefully sizing up the scenery in the city.Since she came here, she was only focused on fighting in the arena every day, coming and going in a hurry, never paying attention to the vegetation in the city.Without this person by his side, every blade of grass and tree would lose its color.

When they walked into the city, it was very lively, and there were monks talking everywhere.

Feng Ziqing frowned slightly, not knowing what happened, his eyes paused for a moment on the ruined central land not far away, and he listened to the conversation of the monks next to him.

"This Wang family deserves it!"

"Heh, his Wang family has done all the bad things, but he also enjoyed all the wealth and honor in the world. It's a pity that those monks who died in their hands for no reason were deprived of their spiritual roots and luck!"

"Hateful! Hateful!"

"It's also fortunate that the elders of Xuanmen came to help and suppressed and killed the ancestor, otherwise I really don't know how many people will be injured..."

"..."

Xuanmen Elder...

Feng Ziqing paused suddenly, his expression turned cold for a moment, and his pupils darkened.

【shameless!To seduce disciples, you are willing to be inferior!How could Xuanmen raise a slut like you! 】

【Remove your status as a disciple of Xuanmen today, and Xuanmen will have nothing to do with you from now on! 】

【...I will sever the master-student relationship with you from now on...】

[...The shame of Xuanmen! 】

A sentence of slander, ridicule and insult from her former classmates flashed in her mind after her veins were broken and she fell into the mud.

What should a person do if he wants to become notorious?

Feng Ziqing is a perfect example.

As long as her cultivation level is ruined, then she will say a few lewd, playful and sarcastic words behind her back without any pain.

Those who used to be jealous, those who looked out for her...or even strangers who have nothing to do with each other, as long as their words are spread and magnified, they can make a difference for those who used to be innocent. Layer after layer of black ink was poured on, which became a stain that she could not wash off in her life and a reason for being attacked by everyone.

Let her speak hard, let her struggle in pain, and those trumped-up charges will never be torn off or wiped off after they are attached to her body.

The disciples who used to be in the same school and guarded her didn't help her at the most embarrassing time, but avoided her as if they were hiding from dirty rats. Stepped on her foot hard, making her fall even deeper and more painful...

With cold fingertips, Feng Ziqing stopped his pace, looked down at his hand, his eyelids trembled slightly, and closed his eyes.

There were echoing and complimenting voices around her, which made her a little nauseous, and the interest in going out for a walk with Feng Yinuo disappeared in an instant.

Suddenly, Feng Ziqing froze, and opened his eyes to look at the person beside him.

A pair of gentle hands were attached to her ears, and the person beside her turned around at some point and was staring at her.

"If you don't like it, go back."

Feng Yinuo glanced at the monks who gathered to discuss, his eyes were slightly cold, and he said to Feng Ziqing lightly.

"Sister..."

Feng Ziqing raised his eyes to look at her, and suddenly leaned over to hug her, and buried her neck, calling out in a muffled voice.

Feng Yinuo's body was slightly stiff, and after a while, he helplessly softened his brows and gently embraced her.

"here I am."

The topic of discussion among the monks in these surroundings gradually turned to the faint blue flame that had appeared that day.

After listening to a few vague words, Feng Ziqing guessed who did it.

"Sister, who do you think set the flames?"

She was buried on the man's shoulder, reluctant to get up, so she asked in a muffled voice as if puzzled.

"Karma retribution, heaven can't spare Wang."

Feng Yinuo glanced down at her, but didn't answer her directly.

Feng Ziqing smiled softly.

"I don't want to go back, I want to eat candied haws."

The child in his arms looked at her with bright eyes, and acted like a baby to her in a low voice.

"……purchase."

Feng Yinuo held his forehead and sighed.

"Sooner or later it will eat your teeth."

"Don't be afraid, there is a sister."

The person in his arms was still hugging her, as if the indifference and alienation had never happened in the past few years, just like in the first few days, he gently and obediently rubbed against her, stepping on the strings in her heart I want to climb up.

Feng Ziqing took her hand, looked at her helpless and conniving appearance, slightly pursed his lips and smiled.

She walked slowly down the street, and all kinds of voices came to her ears, among which was the news of the former fellow.

But at this time, she calmed down and didn't care much.

Just some people who have long been irrelevant.

Only sister cares about her, and she only cares about sister.

Feng Yinuo has been recuperating for Feng Ziqing for ten days, and the night of the tenth day is the time for her to cut out Feng Ziqing's heart and force Gu worms.

Before the operation, she gave Feng Ziqing three blood coagulation pills to prevent her blood supply from running low.

"Afraid?"

Feng Yinuo lowered his eyes, untied her clothes, pulled the clothes to her abdomen, and asked in a low voice.

"……afraid."

Feng Ziqing looked at her and answered softly.

"Sister is here, I won't let you have trouble, don't be afraid."

Feng Yinuo raised his eyes and glanced at her, and rarely softened his tone.

"Keep it in your mouth."

She stuffed someone's mouth with a candied haws she bought at an unknown time.

Feng Ziqing carefully felt the sweetness in his mouth, and couldn't help but smile.

"Sister, what should I do if my teeth are broken?"

she asked with a smile.

Feng Yinuo looked at her and couldn't help but curl his lips.

"There is a sister..."

She casually returned the boring words to her.

"Lie down, don't move."

After the fuss is over, it's time to get down to business, Feng Yinuo patted her bare waist and motioned her not to move.

Unexpectedly, just as the hand was put down, the skin under the fingertips turned red like it was on fire.

Feng Yinuo: ...

Pingcier is not like this.

She looked amusedly and speechlessly at the blushing child who turned his head to the side, and shook her head slightly.

Pressing a few acupoints lightly with her fingertips, Feng Yinuo pressed one hand to continuously convey spiritual power to her, and a silver knife suddenly appeared in the other hand, and inserted the knife into Feng Ziqing's chest without hesitation , up to the heart.

Blood starts to flow out.

Feng Yinuo glanced at the gradually pale child, frowned, and fed her another blood coagulation pill.The spiritual power protruded from the fingertips, and penetrated into Feng Ziqing's chest bit by bit, into the wound of her heart and began to force out her heart's blood.

Feng Ziqing tilted his head, let out a muffled snort, his face became even paler, and his body began to tremble subconsciously.

As soon as she moved, the edge of the knife would be slightly deflected, but if she wanted to force out the Gu worms, she had to keep the parasite awake.Feng Yinuo couldn't, so he could only use some spiritual power to freeze her temporarily.

A large amount of blood gushed out, and the blood coagulation pill she took had the effect of producing blood. Feng Yinuo used spiritual power to pull the blood in her heart to gushes out, and in the spiritual power, he transformed into a certain ingredient that could attract Gu insects, guiding the entrenched The Gu worm trapped deep in her heart crawled out along the blood.

pat.

A little blood dripped off the bed.

Feng Ziqing's eyes were half-opened, there was no blood on her face, only a little vague consciousness remained, which made her subconsciously look at the woman who was hanging her head as if she was grabbing driftwood.

There seems to be something crawling in the heart.

Feng Ziqing closed her eyes, feeling a surge of tiredness that was slowly sapping her consciousness.

something crawled out...

A moment of relief in the heart...

Feng Ziqing opened his lips, wanting to say something, but what came out first was blood that couldn't be stopped.

Feng Yinuo noticed the blood gushing from her lips, frowned and fed her two elixir, and then pinched her fingertips suddenly, pulling out a Gu worm from under the slightly bulging flesh, and then Using a little force, he crushed the bug that had tortured Feng Ziqing for a long time into fine powder.

It finally came out.

Feng Yinuo's eyebrows relaxed a little.

All that remains is to stop the bleeding.

She sighed softly, and gave Feng Ziqing the elixir without any money, and put her fingertips on her chest, sending her a steady stream of spiritual energy.

After an unknown amount of time, the blood on Feng Ziqing's body gradually stopped, and the wound began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Feng Yinuo loosened his fingertips, pinched her a few cleansing spells, and finally applied medicine to the scar on her chest.

"Go to sleep, just sleep and you'll be fine."

She looked at the person on the bed, stretched out her fingertips and gently stroked the blood between her eyebrows, and said softly.

The tendons are reshaped, and the Gu insects have been eliminated.

This is Feng Ziqing's true rebirth.

"...Don't go..."

Feng Ziqing closed his eyes, moved his fingertips slightly, and murmured barely audibly.

"it is good."

What responded to her was the tenderness between the eyebrows.

"Sleep, sister won't leave."

The woman coaxed in a low voice.

Sweet like a dream.

Feng Ziqing curled the corners of his lips weakly, let go of his blurred consciousness, and fell into a drowsy sleep.

A few years later, the Demon Realm, which was already full of stench, ushered in another massacre.

The Demon King's subordinates are divided into the Demon Clan generals in several territories of the Demon Realm, as well as other large and small Demon Realm clans.

The two demon lords died one after another. During this period of time, there were constant wars in the Demon Realm, and everyone fought frantically and scrambled for the throne on the top floor of the Demon Palace.

The reproduction of the demons is extremely strong. Apart from the orthodox demons, there are countless demon cultivators in the demon domain. Although these wars have been fought, although the losses are huge, they have not nearly caused large areas of the domain to fall into silence like today.

And the source of this dead silence is only a woman in a green dress holding a sword.

With an almost repressive cultivation base, he slaughtered the territory of one of the generals, snatched his position, and took over his title.Then, this woman started to wage war, attacking the rest of the territory one by one in the name of the general of the Demon Realm, using bloody and brutal methods to suppress the dissatisfied and slaughter the rebels.

She killed so fiercely, but no one could get close to her.

Just because of the flute that strangely accompanied her left and right.

This crushing war lasted only two years.

In the third year, the entire comprehension world, the human race, the monster race, and the demon race, all received a message.

The Lord of the Demon Realm succeeded to the throne, and the new Demon Lord was named.

Feng Ziqing.

The former Immortal Huanyu, Feng Ziqing.

Not only did he bloodwash the Demon Realm with brutal means, he ascended to the throne of the monarch.

Moreover, the cultivation base she revealed is in the Tribulation Transcendence Period.

How many tribulation periods can there be in the realm of comprehension?

There are only five Xuanmen who are number one in the orthodox way.

After the news was sent out, it didn't bring noise, but deathly silence.

Everyone who humiliated and ridiculed wantonly, the sect that once abandoned and turned against her without hesitation, those... countless people and demons who trampled on her head, are all stunned at this moment. can't believe it.

Compared with consternation, it was fear that surged into their hearts first.

The first moment after the head of Xuanmen heard the news, nothing else, but an instant limp.

"……how is this possible?"

With trembling hands, he read the document sent out from the Demon Realm over and over again, and finally his face turned ashen and lost color.

How can it be?

The person whose tendons and veins have been severed and who has no chance to connect with the Dao is now the Patriarch of the Tribulation Period?

The Supreme Elder of Xuanmen, Feng Ziqing's former master, was also puzzled.

It's a pity that no matter how puzzled they are, it won't help.

When you are in danger, you will add insult to injury, and you will not let it go when you are famous.

They all understand this truth, so they panic and fear...

will regret...

He regretted that he had already stepped on her at the beginning, why he didn't crush her bones completely, and gave her a chance to turn around.

Or, when that incident happened back then, if they had helped a group, would there have been an extra ancestor in the Xuanmen now...

The interests of the world determine the choice.

Back then, Feng Ziqing was just a useless person. If Xuanmen stood up for her, he would have to face a new demon king, a power who was even more talented than Feng Ziqing.

After weighing the pros and cons, Xuanmen made a choice.

If you do it all over again, it will still be the same.

It was originally a decision without hesitation, but at this time the feng shui took turns and their interests were once again threatened.

That's why there is a doubting emotion called regret.

In Feng Yinuo's life, Taoism has never been like this.

"Sister, are you happy?"

Feng Ziqing saw the person leaning quietly by the window, and instantly lowered his brows, walked slowly over and hugged her from behind, and buried his head on her shoulder.

"good."

Feng Yinuo glanced at her sideways, and slightly hooked his lips.

Feng Ziqing raised his eyes to look at her, dispelled the hostility from his eyebrows, and rubbed her neck.

"It's good that sister is happy."

My sister is happy, and so am I.

She quietly lowered her eyes and thought.

But her elder sister looked at her, her eyes were emotionally unclear, and her expression gradually faded.

That's all right.

Feng Yinuo thought about it.

She looked at the child in front of her, saw a little bit of luck gathered on her head, and also saw a little bit of spirit welling up in her brows, so she curled her lips and raised her fingertips to caress her cheek, watching her shine brightly. Bright eyes lightly smiled.

time to go.

The author has something to say:

Little abuse and joy, hee hee hee

感谢在2021-01-3100:08:56~2021-01-3122:05:16期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mines: Shirai Mikoto, 1 of the gluttonous feast that no one knows about;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Ruoyun and Qinglin Yanghai; 8 bottles of Xiayi qwq; 5 bottles of Lingyiqi; 3 bottles of Huanfeng;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!