Male lead, let go of that female lead, let me come

Cutting out one's own spiritual roots, in comparison, is as painful as digging out a living heart.

The so-called spiritual roots of humans are equivalent to the inner alchemy of spirit beasts.

I thought that the spiritual roots were mutually exclusive, but it was easy to integrate into Qi Zhiyan's spiritual sea and blend with her own fire-type spiritual roots.

Yan Hui was not surprised by this, after all, she drank so much blood from her, and she and Qi Zhiyan had practiced together so many times, so the mutually exclusive reactions would not be too great.

The inner alchemy was separated, and Yan Hui was almost beaten back to her original shape. If she hadn't eaten Qianling, she would have lost her soul when the inner alchemy was dissected.

"How many days are left?" Yan Hui asked.

[Query result: The task time is verified according to the host's own situation: three days. (Bad factors: The original body’s foundation is severely damaged, which will cause sudden death and affect the change of the task time. Please adjust the task progress in time and complete the task as soon as possible!!!)]

Three days is enough for her to say goodbye.

Qi Zhiyan didn't know about Biluo Qingmen's attack on Wanmo Palace until she woke up. She didn't expect that she would be in a coma for such a long time, but Qi He told her that it was the effect of eating Qianxue Ninghua.

But when she saw that Yan Hui was still in the Wanmo Palace, she was both happy and guilty.

"Why didn't you leave with your master?" Qi Zhiyan still wanted to ask.

Yan Hui looked at Qi Zhiyan with "Don't you know why?" eyes, and smiled helplessly, "What do you think?"

Qi Zhiyan's heart tightened, but she still asked, knowing the reason, "For me."

"Yes." Yan Hui looked at her, "I told Master that I like you and hope that Master will be perfect, and Master agreed."

Qi Zhiyan didn't expect Yan Hui to say that, nor did she expect Yuan Wu Ya to easily agree to Yan Hui's incredible request.

"Didn't Yuan Wuya... be furious?" Qi Zhiyan could imagine that Yuan Wuya must be very angry when Yan Hui said that she liked her.

Yan Hui sighed and nodded helplessly: "I am indeed angry, but I have made up my mind, and there is nothing Master can do about it."

Qi Zhiyan bit her lip, held Yanhui's hand, hesitated to speak, "Yanhui..."

"Ok?"

Qi Zhiyan stammered: "Aren't you angry that I blocked...your way?"

Yan Hui had a puzzled expression, seemingly puzzled, "What do you mean?"

Qi Zhiyan thought for a long time, but still told Yan Hui the truth, she didn't want to lie to her anymore, even if she killed her.

Tell it all, the dream shines into reality.

It's just that it wasn't Fang Yize's Fu Zhan sword that pierced his body, but the ice blade made of Yanfen ice crystals.

In this regard, Qi Zhiyan still felt a little relieved.

"I'm sorry," she couldn't say anything other than this sentence at the moment, "I'm sorry."

Yan Hui's tone was indifferent, and there was an undisguised killing intent in her eyes, "I really should have let your spiritual power riot to death!"

Being able to force Yan Hui to be so unscrupulous, Qi Zhiyan felt that she was also amazing.

Qi Zhiyan laughed at herself: "That's right, you shouldn't have saved me at that time, and you wouldn't have been targeted by an unrewarding wolf like me."

She grabbed the ice blade and stabbed it hard in the chest, "Kill me."

"Okay," Yan Hui pressed her eyes, a cold light flashed in her eyes.

Qi Zhiyan closed her eyes and waited quietly... Yan Hui killed her.

But before Lai Yanhui could do anything, the life-saving magic weapon Qi He gave her protected her, and the noise was too loud, which even attracted Qi He.

Seeing that Yan Hui wanted to kill Qi Zhiyan, Qi He got angry and shouted: "Wait, court death!"

She raised her hand and hit directly, the moves were vicious and vicious, Yan Hui was no match for Qi He at all, received several palms from Qi He one after another, vomiting blood again and again.

Qi Zhiyan immediately stood in front of Yan Hui and said anxiously: "Father, don't..."

puff-

Blood spurted out.

Qi He saw everything that happened in front of him, panicked, and roared angrily: "Children!"

Qi Zhiyan looked at the ice blade piercing through her abdomen, and said with a silly smile: "I... like this... or... like this..." She turned around and twisted off the ice blade, reluctantly Looking at the ice-cold Yan Hui, he raised his hand to touch her cheek, "...I am...I am...really..."

Yan Hui raised her hand and hit her on the chest, Qi Zhiyan spat out a mouthful of blood, fainted and lay down in Qi He's arms.

At the moment of coma, Qi Zhiyan just took a quick look at Yan Hui's pale face and her cold back as she turned and flew away.

Decisive, ruthless, and ruthless, this is the original mind of a person who practices the ruthless way.

For example, the Ningshen Huayun mentioned by Aunt Luo Miao is also a person who practiced the ruthless way and became a god.

That's fine, her way can still be saved.

She can also become as strong as...Ningshen Huayun.

Biluo Qingmen can't go back, Yanhui can only go back to the place where the original body started, the fox cave.

Being a fox for the first time, Yan Hui was still very strange. The cave had been inhabited for a long time, and after a good cleaning, she could barely sleep for a few days. Anyway, she was dying soon, so she didn't have to care about the things outside her body.

If one ignores the dangers of the Xingzhe Forest, the scenery of the Xingzhe Forest is actually pretty good, with beautiful mountains and clear waters and blooming flowers.

On the last day, Yan Hui found a good place to bask in the sun, tidied up the murderous cane obediently, and asked it to make a rocking chair for her.

Yan Hui lay on the rocking chair, basking in the sun, waiting to die in a happy mood.

With a sudden heat on her wrist, Yan Hui sighed, and said helplessly, "I didn't expect you to... have found it?"

Qi Zhiyan pulled down a section of killing vine, turned it into a rocking chair and placed it next to Yan Hui, "My father's acting skills are too bad, if you ask Uncle Qijue to act, you can still fool me."

"I didn't want to lie to you." Yan Hui turned her head to look at her, the little girl's eyes were red, as if she had just cried, "Crying?"

Qi Zhiyan sat sideways, took her hand, and pressed it to her face, "I really...didn't expect you to be that little fox."

Yan Hui smiled faintly, "So some rumors can still be believed."

"what?"

"The fox repays the favor." Yan Hui clasped her fingers tightly, "You saved me, but you suffered from the fiery riot for more than ten years. Karma recurs, I should give you this life back."

Qi Zhiyan blinked, and tears fell down instantly, "I don't...don't want it, you will die."

"Don't cry," Yan Hui raised her hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes, "I won't die."

Qi Zhiyan paused, as if grasping at straws, "What do you mean?"

"I'm just going to change into my original form and become a fox."

The so-called disappearance refers to her soul that does not belong to this world.

And without the inner alchemy, the original body, which has lost its foundation, will turn into a fox that has never been enlightened and survive in the world.

Qi Zhiyan immediately understood the meaning of her words, "Then will you come back?"

Yan Hui lowered her eyes, looked at the red mole on her collarbone, and smiled lightly, "If you are always here, I will always be here."

The voice fell.

Qi Zhiyan watched Yan Hui's hand slowly dissipate, she quickly grabbed it, but was in vain, "Yan Hui... Yan Hui..."

"I'm here," the body was slowly disappearing, scattered into dots of ice crystals floating in the air, "I've always been here."

Qi Zhiyan tried to grab him tremblingly with both hands, but time and time again, the fine ice crystals slipped through her fingers, she couldn't stop Yan Hui from dissipating, she could only watch her bit by bit. Turned into a light before her, a gust of wind...

Tears wet her eyes, her crying eyes were blurred, she spoke incoherently, tremblingly said: "...Yanhui...don't...leave me...alone...please... "

Yan Hui looked at Qi Zhiyan who was crying bitterly, and the familiar faces from previous lives suddenly flashed in her mind.

Was she being too hard on them all?

She sighed and said apologetically, "I'm sorry."

Hurt you again.

"..."

Such a sentence shocked people's hearts like a flood bursting a bank. Qi Zhiyan was already crying with all her strength, crying loudly, "Yanfen——"

"We..." Goodbye in the next life.

This sentence was not said after all.

Pieces of ice crystals dissipated in the sunlight, and the little fox who had always been white and flawless was curled up on the rocking chair, unable to sleep.

Qi Zhiyan hugged the little fox tightly, buried her head deeply, the severe pain in her chest made her unable to speak, a feeling of loneliness that penetrated deep into the marrow of her heart, and she could only let out bursts of sobbing and choking.

She knows everything.

It was she who attacked Yan Hui who was still crossing the catastrophe, hurt her foundation, and led her to perish step by step.

There is no such thing as Qianxue Ninghua, it was she who cut the inner alchemy herself and cured her fiery riot;

There is no so-called hatred, she personally cut off her thoughts in order not to let her miss the past;

There is no so-called ruthless way, because from the very beginning she loved her without knowing it, mistook the true meaning for the Tao heart, and cultivated a sentient way.

From now on—

In Xuanling Continent, a cultivator with both ice and fire spiritual roots appeared. He was obviously beautiful and delicate, but exuded coldness and alienation all over his body.

There are always people who don't have long eyes who come forward to tease them, and the beauties keep their faces and don't even give them a look.

Seeing the beauty ignoring them, they joked that they would stew the white fox in the beauty's arms and eat the meat. The fox meat must be delicious.

In the end, before there was any joy, the necks of those who spoke were all wiped. The wounds were small, but the blood spurted out instantly, staining the skirt of their clothes red. Several people opened their eyes wide, covered their necks and couldn't say a word, and died with regret.

The people around looked at the weapon used by the beauty, and they were all surprised: "It's the Shang Qijue of Wanmo Palace!?"

"Shang Qijue is a man, but the person in front of him is a woman!" A man in white with a sword on his waist reminded him.

"Then who is she? How could there be Shang Qijue's famous weapon "Blood Silkworm"?" one of the swordsmen asked.

"Look at the jingle bracelet on her hand, the scarlet red skirt, and the white fox in her arms," ​​the man in white looked at the beauty's leaving back, and said calmly, "This person is Qi Zhiyan, the witch of the Wanmo Palace, a girl with dual elements of ice and fire. Root monk."

"It can't be... the Qi Zhiyan who is expected to become the second god-man in Xuanling Continent, right?" the swordsman said in surprise.

The man in white smiled: "Except for Qi Zhiyan, who else can look like that?"

Black silk printed vermilion skirt, red eyes dyed.

The beauty does not speak and laugh, and remembers the old people in the past.

"Hasn't she been in Xingzhe Forest all the time? How did she come out?"

"I think it's because I heard that Fang Yunjian has... Suiyun Ruyihua is about to appear in the world?"

Broken Cloud Ruyi Flower, a divine flower that can bring people back from the dead.

"I heard... Qi Zhiyan seems to come out of Xingzhe Forest every time a strange treasure appears. This time, it is probably because Suiyun Ruyihua came out of Xingzhe Forest this time, right?" The people on the side echoed road.

"Isn't that a legend?" The swordsman was puzzled, "Qi Zhiyan... would even believe in such a legend?"

"Can she not believe it?" A trace of loss flashed across the eyes of the man in white.

"What do you mean?"

"It is rumored that... the white fox in her arms is her lover, and Qi Zhiyan is looking for the god flower and grass for her lover." The man in white sighed and sighed.

The swordsman clasped his fists at the man in white and asked, "I've talked so much with my brother, but I still don't know his name. Let's make friends."

The man in white smiled faintly, "I'm at Xiabiluo, Fang Yize."

"So it's the immortal from Biluo Qingmen!" Everyone was amazed, "I don't know where Fang Xianren is going?"

Fang Yize returned the salute, "Fang Yunjian."

"Could it be that Fang Xianren is also for that... Broken Cloud Ruyi Flower?" The swordsman was puzzled, "Isn't that a rumor? Does Fang Xianren still believe this?"

Fang Yize smiled, "As long as there is a glimmer of life, I want to take a look."

"Could it be that Immortal Fang knows Qi Zhiyan just now?"

Didn't it mean that Biluo Qingmen and Wanmo Palace are enemies?

You must know that the saint of Biluo Qingmen died at the hands of Qi Zhiyan from Wanmo Palace! ?

"I know," Fang Yize looked into the distance, "We are...enemies."

They are enemies who will turn red eyes at each other when they meet each other; they are also infatuated people who hope for miracles in the world.