The heroine who wears a book can bite

The breeze is blowing, thousands of peach trees are swaying in the wind, the pink is scattered, and a faint fragrance comes up. The fragrance is pleasant and the warm wind is warm, making people intoxicated and reluctant to open their eyes.

The peach grove on Lingqiqian Peak is still beautiful. Looking at it carefully, the white clothes dyed with a bit of scorching red are just right to blend into this peach grove.

Mo Qianli closed her eyes, feeling all the familiar things carefully, with a slight curve at the corner of her mouth.

Suddenly, she opened her eyes, a trace of loneliness flashed across her beautiful phoenix pupils, Nishuizong is still Nishuizong, Lingqi is still Lingqi, nothing has changed, it is still the appearance in her memory, everything she is familiar with, but all of this Among them, there is no familiar breath.

she is not here!

He came back full of joy, but couldn't find her.

A daze flashed across Mo Qianli's face, what happened in the past 200 years?Where did she go?Will it be the capital of cloud demons?

What happened in the two lives was slightly different, and she was trapped in the ruins of gods and demons for 200 years, so she was not sure whether what happened in these 200 years was the same as the previous life, and she was also not sure whether that person was the same as the previous life at this moment, Has become the Lord of the Demon Race.

She sighed softly, turned around and prepared to leave Lingqi, she still asked someone, Senior Brother Jun should still be there, and she didn't know if he knew anything.

"Is this gone?"

Suddenly there was a playful voice behind him, Mo Qianli turned around abruptly, looked up, and saw Han Jixue, who was also dressed in white, standing on the roof of Jiantianhai Pavilion, looking down condescendingly look at yourself.

Mo Qian's head jumped, and she was indeed a strong man who was only one step away from crossing the catastrophe. He was already a cultivator at the upper level of distraction, but he still couldn't feel her breath. If she didn't make a sudden sound, he would really can't find her.

Pulling out a faint smile, she called softly: "Master!"

With a movement of Han Jixue's figure, she came to her in an instant, put one hand in front of her and the other behind her back, and looked at her seriously, with an undisguised expression of satisfaction on her face.

"In just 200 years, you have already reached the upper level of distraction. Seeing that you have a strong aura, you may enter the fusion period at any time. It is not bad. It shows that you have been very conscious and hardworking in these years."

For Han Jixue's generous praise, Mo Qianli did not feel the slightest joy in being praised. She hesitated for a while, and finally asked: "How have you been for the past 200 years, Master?"

Looking at her frowning brows because of the entanglement, she instantly understood what she was thinking. This appearance had other meanings, and it really resembled someone very much. Han Jixue suppressed her smile and replied seriously. , "Fair!"

It's okay, Mo Qianli pursed his lips, he couldn't guess any information about that person from these two words, and he didn't dare to ask the master rashly. After becoming a demon lord, what attitude will Master have?

Will she be generous and tolerant as before, or will be angry and sever the master-student relationship with her, and the fairy and the devil will be at odds ever since.

Mo Qian shook her head inwardly, she really couldn't control Master's thoughts, because in her previous life after that person became a demon, her attitude towards that person was a mystery, she said she let it go, and ignored her, but when others wanted to plot When they were in the Mozu, Senior Brother Jun secretly defended them, but when the two met, they fought fiercely without saying a word, and the strikes were fierce and merciless, which she really couldn't understand.

She didn't figure it out in the last life, and in this life, which was different from the beginning, she didn't dare to make wild guesses.

With worries in mind, it is naturally easy to overlook some things that can be noticed at a glance.

If Mo Qianli turned her head sideways at this moment, she would be able to see her respected and beloved master, with an evil and playful smile on her face, easily taking into account her frowning and tangled appearance, even when she turned her head sideways, she immediately pulled her face away. Come down, restore the previous serious appearance.

Han Jixue chuckled twice, shook her sleeves, and walked towards the stone table in the peach forest.

"In the past 200 years, although a lot of things have happened, compared to me, there is no difference. I stay here in Lingqi, no one comes to disturb me, and I am happy to be at ease." Han Jixue didn't know where she came from. He took out a tea set and put it on the stone table, and started to make tea by himself.

Seeing this, Mo Qianli paused in the same place, then walked to the other side of the stone table and sat down, quietly watching her play with it.

The teapot is hot, and the white smoke is thin, if there is nothing, it curls up and disperses, and the tea fragrance gradually becomes stronger and full of fragrance.

"Have a taste?" Just as Mo Qianli was watching seriously, Han Jixue suddenly handed a teacup in front of her.

Looking at the emerald green tea soup in the purple sand teacup, Mo Qian was a little curious in her heart. This is not the tea from the world of cultivating immortals. Even if it uses spiritual spring water, there is no trace of spiritual energy lingering, but the fragrance is very strong.

For some reason, she took the teacup in a strange way, took a sip, and the unique tea fragrance spread in her mouth instantly, lingering between her lips and teeth, but the taste was not as good as she imagined, it was so astringent. Bitter, but not long after, there was a sweetness to the tip of the tongue, which made people have an endless aftertaste and wanted to try again.

Seemingly dissatisfied, she took another sip, but the feeling from her taste buds was not as strong as before. She frowned, put down the teacup, the corners of her lips moved, her face hesitated to speak, but Nothing came out.

Seeing her cowering appearance, Han Jixue couldn't stand it any longer, but she thought in her heart that she should be hanged first, anyway, if you are not in a hurry, I will be even less panicked.

Putting the teacup on the tip of her nose and sniffing it, and taking a sip, Han Jixue asked, "How does it taste?"

Knowing what the other party wants to ask, but pretending not to know, and even deliberately opening up other topics, such a vile master is really vile.

"The fragrance of the tea is strong, the color of the soup is beautiful, and the sweetness after the extreme bitterness makes people... have a little aftertaste."

There was a chuckle from the throat, although I just wanted to tease her, but I didn't expect her to answer so obediently, it seemed that she was really calm, Han Jixue was playing with the teacup in her hand, carelessly He said: "There is a bit of sweetness in the bitterness, so even if you know it is bitter, you still want to try it again, right?"

Whether it is because of curiosity or because they really like the sweetness in the bitterness, many people will try it a second time, even if the taste of the second time is not as strong as before.

"Master, you seem to have something to say to me." Mo Qianli was born smart, although he was a little confused at first, but when he came back to his senses, seeing that she was making tea and tasting tea, he knew that she must have something to say want to say to myself.

Han Jixue finally looked away from the tea set, looked at her seriously, and said: "As you can see, I live a leisurely and comfortable life, occasionally making tea, playing chess, and raising children by the way. In the past 200 years, not everyone can enjoy the same way as me. Some people are busy practicing, some people are busy going to the jungle to catch monsters, or picking spirit flowers and grass to exchange for spirit stones, but some People, busy cultivating demons, force themselves to jump into the bottomless abyss, and keep falling until they can no longer see the light above their heads."

Mo Qianli twitched her eyebrows, but when she saw the other party's calm expression, she suppressed the worries in her heart and said, "Master, if you have something to say, don't make fun of me anymore."

Han Jixue smiled, and said eloquently: "Since thousands of years ago, after the disappearance of the demon god, the demon clan has been in civil strife, split into several factions, and each faction has different plans, so the demon clan has been in a state of conflict for thousands of years. The depressed state is suppressed by our immortal cultivators. However, 50 years ago, a person from the demon clan suddenly came, and in the name of the return of the demon god, he was dubbed the venerable. This demon venerable acted resolutely, with ruthless means, and quickly quelled the civil strife of the demon clan with strong tactics. In just one year, he wiped out all opposing factions. , people of the Demon Race respect more powerful people. Although this Demon Lord has a cruel and violent temperament, he is deeply admired by the Demon Race people, and he is willing to listen to her orders. The strength almost catches up with Xianxiu."

"These years, she is very tired!"

"Tired? It is indeed very tiring. In just over 100 years, she has used all the power of the Demon God for thousands of years. Even if she compresses every day and night, it is difficult to do it, but she did it. What kind of determination is needed to come out? Afterwards, she went to the capital of cloud demons, and although she was overwhelmed by strength all the way, there was no intrigue, but the position of the demon lord alone made it difficult for her to move forward."

The Mozu said it was simple, and indeed it was simple, but when it was said to be complicated, it was much more complicated than the Xianxiu sect. If you want to gain a foothold in it, you need not only strength, but also intelligence.

Mo Qianli remained silent, she knew that it was a difficult road, and that person forced her to walk like that in her previous life, but in this life, she was still not by her side when she was suffering.

"But even though it was difficult, she still walked through it step by step, because to her, you are like the evocative sweetness in this tea soup. Even if you know that the tea soup is bitter, maybe someone will try the first step for that little bit of sweetness. Twice, but there are very few people who can taste the endless bitterness for that little sweetness like her."

"You and I both know that Yun'er has a pure and kind disposition, but the new demon lord of the demon clan is perverse, violent, brutal and bloodthirsty. Such rumors are not groundless. Control violence and punish evil with evil."

Han Jixue sighed softly, stood up and continued: "I know your feelings, and I also know that you will definitely be with her when you come back, and I won't stop you, on the contrary, my original intention is Let you stay with her."

"Master wants me..." Mo Qianli frowned, with a trace of difficulty on his indifferent face.

Seeing her like that, she knew that she wanted to go wrong, Han Jixue said with a smile: "Don't worry, I didn't let you stay by her side to do anything bad to her. Besides, even if I let you do it, you wouldn't do it." Didn't I? I just wanted you to watch her."

"Looking at her?"

"That's right, there is a saying in the human world, it's called 'those who are close to vermilion are red and those who are close to ink are black'. Demons are like a big dye vat, and Yun'er is just a piece of white cloth. Pigment, you are by her side, I can always rest assured, don't let her be fascinated and forget her original purpose."

"If so, the apprentice understands." Mo Qianli nodded respectfully. She seemed to understand something about what Master said just now, and she said mockingly, "Master seems to be explaining the funeral."

Han Jixue's face paused, is it so obvious?She coughed twice, and said: "The new demon master is my apprentice. Whether it is Yu Xianxiu's land or Yu Demon Race, my identity is actually a bit embarrassing. The people of Xianxiu are afraid of me. They know that I am eager to protect my shortcomings." , I am afraid that I will turn towards Yun'er, and Yun'er will also worry about me when doing things, so both sides are not good, both sides are annoying, it is better to disappear completely."

Cough, if that's the case, she won't admit that it's because she wants to find that person again, and she doesn't know what that little princess will be like in this life, anyway, she will abduct him back sooner or later.

Mo Qianli thought that she didn't want to stand against that person and make him difficult, so she nodded and said, "In that case, take care of Master Wanwang, and this disciple will leave too."

Han Jixue waved her hand and said: "No hurry, the little brat might be here soon, why don't we stop drinking tea or something, sit here and wait for her."

"Isn't she in the capital of cloud demons?" Mo Qianli looked confused.

"Uh, you just came back earlier, so you didn't know that Xuantian Pavilion is holding a sword discussion meeting. I heard that the winner will get a rare Soul Condensation Stone. You also know that Soul Condensation Stone can condense the soul. If the soul is injured, or in a battle with a strong man with great disparity in strength, the soul will be slackened by the impact. This soul concentrating stone can protect the soul, which is equivalent to an extra life guarantee. Naturally, many people think of such a rare thing. Go, even if it's not for rewards, just the title of number one will make people flock to it."

"Soul Condensation Stone?" Mo Qianli's pupils shrank suddenly, so he was still late?Has that person's spirit started to change?

"Also, I heard that someone from the Demon Race happened to want this Soul Condensation Stone."

"So, this is actually just a nominal sword conference. Their real purpose is to encircle and suppress the demons."

"Almost all the sects of Xianxiu have gone. With such a huge battle, isn't it obvious what they want to do?"

"So, she is in Lingshan now?"

"Maybe it was before," Han Jixue looked at a certain place, with a half-smile and half-smiling eyes, playing with taste, "Although the spatial changes are difficult to detect, for the devil master, even if he doesn't have to find out himself, he will know ,right!"

The tone of the last two words was raised, obviously it was not addressed to him, Mo Qianli was stunned for a moment, then suddenly looked back, only to see a person standing quietly under the peach tree.

The two looked at each other. At that moment, it seemed that time stood still, the petals were floating in the air, and the wisps of white smoke rising from the teacup were also hovering in the air. It seemed that everything was still, and it was unbelievably quiet.

The surrounding things seemed to gradually disappear, and only each other remained in their eyes.

Looking at the cheeks that had been thought about day and night for 200 years, Mo Qianli felt her eyes sore and swollen. She wanted to stand up and run to hug her, but her legs seemed to be frozen and she couldn't move, so she could only sit there , looking at her quietly.

Han Jixue sighed, got up and left, leaving a separate space for the two of them.

Time passed slowly, and I don't know how long it took before Yun Mengxi moved her feet, flashed in front of her, half-kneeled on the ground, and hugged her who was sitting on a low stone bench.

Xu couldn't believe it, but Mo Qianli could clearly feel that the hand on his back was trembling, it seemed to be fear, it also seemed to be a temptation, anyway, it was cautious.

Mo Qianli closed his eyes, pressed his face against her chest, wrapped his hands around her trembling body, and heard her chaotic heartbeat.

"One month and sixteen days in two hundred and three years."

Mo Qianli was taken aback by a string of numbers coming from above her head, then squinted her eyes and smiled, but before she could speak, she heard another string of numbers pass by her ears faintly.

"Not counting today, a total of 140 days, according to our calculations, is 1 hours, 779 minutes, 384 seconds, and the second is like a year. It's 106 years, converted into minutes, and again...."

"I will compensate you, okay?"

Listening to her read out a large list of data, Mo Qianli bent his eyes, looked up at her sharp side face, his face was full of joy.

"What will you pay me for?"

"Myself!" Mo Qianli blurted out without thinking, but seeing the other party's face suddenly tense because of her words.

Yun Mengxi pursed her thin lips tightly, revealing a hint of displeasure and sharpness invisibly.

"You are mine in the first place, so pay me what I have. You can count it, isn't it too simple?"

"Then what do you want?" Mo Qianli blinked, tilted his head and rubbed against her shoulder.

Yun Mengxi stroked her hair softly, with a charming look on her face, she murmured: "I miss you, I miss you so much."

Thinking of counting the time every day, even if I rely on cultivation to numb myself, I still think, that kind of longing is engraved into the bone marrow, deep into the soul, and it hurts and itches.

Mo Qianli felt his heart tighten suddenly, and stretched out his hand to run along her back, "I'm back, I'll stay by your side from now on, and I won't go anywhere."

Even if you drive me away like in the last life, I will never leave.

"Crack!"

There was a crisp sound, and a coolness soaked into the wrist.

Mo Qianli stared blankly at the shiny silver bracelet on her wrist, feeling a little puzzled on her face. She could clearly feel that when the bracelet was on her wrist, the dense aura on her body instantly disappeared, not disappeared. , but concealed.

Seeing the doubt on her face, Yun Mengxi smiled, leaned into her ear and lowered her voice, "Do you like it?"

She stretched out her right hand and lifted up her sleeve, and there was an identical bracelet on her abnormally white wrist.

"Is this a gift?" Mo Qianli asked in confusion, he didn't have such a thing in his previous life.

"Of course not." Yun Mengxi grinned, a strange light flashed in her pitch-black eyes, and the corners of her lips curled into an inexplicable arc.

"This is protection, but also... imprisonment!"