Quick Transmigration: White Moonlight Self-Rescue Guide

After that day, Kunlun and other people in the world of cultivating immortals had already returned home.

In fact, it doesn't count, apart from participating in the ceremony with livid faces, some of them have already left.

After all, Qi Zhong can beat a master like Lu Mingqi, but Lucifer can't. The two of them have gone through countless moves in the hall, and finally Lu Mingqi won, and finally left with Lin Sisi who was still crying .

Lucifer stood up holding his right shoulder amidst the gunpowder smoke, but his face showed a certain desire for victory and the excitement of finding his opponent.

For so many years, he has never been able to find an opponent who can fight him, but a few months ago, Qi Zhong appeared with absolute strength, he was beaten with no strength to fight back, and when he was dying, he almost Only the eyeballs can move.

But even then, he could still feel the excitement boiling in his blood, but after following Qi Zhong for so long, and fighting him countless times, he still hasn't really touched where Qi Zhong's upper line is.

every time!Every time no matter how well-prepared he is, he can knock him down within three moves. At that time, Qi Zhong's attack was much more ruthless than Lu Mingqi's. Competitive way.

It's not like their pious immortal cultivators who do the same things as them for high-sounding reasons.

He knew that he must not be able to beat Qi Zhong for a while, because he was a lunatic.But now, with the twinkle in his eyes, he seemed to have found his opponent again.

As the king of the demon clan, Qi Zhong doesn't have many things to deal with. After all, what they believe in is that the strong are respected and the weak prey on the strong. They don't need to talk too much. If there is a conflict, they should fight, and it is best to kill them.

In this way, the strong are worshiped, and the dead don't need to end up, they just turn into a speck of dust and disperse with the wind.

Qi Xinzhu stood under the big tree in the backyard, and he didn't know what kind of plant it was. The fruit hanging on it could talk, and it seemed to be enlightened.

It's just that they don't seem to be able to come down, they are tied to the tree, and they only jump around on the tree.

After the wedding night, Qi Zhong felt that it was impossible for Qi Hsinchu to escape, so he allowed him to move about in the magic palace by himself. This place is quite big, but Qi Hsinchu never went to more than two places.

Either under the class tree, or the Zangshu Pavilion. The Zangshu Pavilion here is full of looted books and Taoism, and even some sundries. When Qi Xinzhu passed by for the first time, it was covered with spider webs.

However, fortunately, the demons don't like to read books, and this library is just a decoration, so there are few people who come here, and it is very clean.

He was sitting under the tree now, with one or two red leaves falling on his hair, and his skin was whiter than ever wearing a red dress.

The spiritual fruit above opened his mind, and asked him in a babble: "You are so beautiful, who are you? We have never seen you before."

There was another fruit that could still answer, he bumped into the round red spiritual fruit beside him, and said: "I know who he is, he is the concubine of the Demon Lord, and most empresses would wear this kind of bright color. I've seen a lot."

What the little thing said was very serious, but when he heard that sentence, Qi Xinzhu's originally smiling face immediately turned cold.

Just in time, Qi came over with a big stride. In fact, he also obviously felt that Qi Xinzhu's attitude had eased a lot recently.

So he said: Master, accompany me to dinner tonight, a cook from the fairy world came today. "Although Qi Hsinchu has been fasting for many years, but now he has no cultivation and can only eat some whole grains every day to maintain his life activities.

Unexpectedly, when Qi Xinzhu saw him, his face was as cold as snow, and then he waved his sleeves away in a cold voice, like a bamboo pole, and then threw a sentence from a distance, "You eat by yourself, and don't call me teacher!" Respect."

Qi Zhong, who was thrown on the spot inexplicably, was stunned for a second, thinking whether he had done something to make him unhappy again.

Then he remembered to be angry, what is his identity, and what is his own identity, they all respect their husbands in the devil world, now he is Qi Xinzhu's husband, how dare he treat him like this.

But he was bored for a long time, but he didn't know what to do. Qi Xinzhu is now so weak that he can easily take his life ten thousand meters away, but he has to think clearly. It's easy to do it, but once he does it, With that broken body, even the Immortal Da Luo could not save him even if he was alive.

But he didn't want to make things so simple, otherwise, Qi Xinzhu would ride on his head one day.

Before Qi Zhong could think of a punishment result, Lucifer suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, his eyes were full of enthusiasm, and he said, "One more contest with me. I recently learned a new move, and I will definitely be able to restrain you."

When Qi Zhong saw him, his expression was even uglier than when Qi Hsinchu had been inexplicably violent just now. He was extremely irritable, and he avoided talking and walked away.

Lucifer followed him step by step, the fanaticism was no less than that of a believer who saw God, but Qi Zhong knew that this man was just a lunatic, a lunatic who was addicted to cultivation.

He didn't agree, Lucifer followed him all the time, Qi Zhong was so disturbed by him that he couldn't do anything about it, a wave of demonic energy hit him directly, and even though Lucifer was defenseless, he didn't hold back his strength at all.

Sure enough, Lucifer, who couldn't dodge in time, took his move firmly. He clutched his chest, swallowing the blood that was about to spit out, with a happy and fanatical smile on his face.

He knew that he had another chance to compete with Qi Zhong again.

Both of them are cultivation geniuses. In the middle of the violent wind flutter, the huge coercion made all the surrounding creatures dare not approach, and all the objects in the center were rolled up and turned into ashes in the collision.

After ten strokes, Lucifer wiped off the blood around his mouth, stood up exhausted from the flames, smiled all over his face, and said, "Hahahahaha, you have regressed Qi Zhong."

"What affected you, that man? That—it's really good news." He obviously couldn't speak clearly, but his tone was full of joy.

Qi Zhong didn't want to talk to him, he was just a lunatic.

He looked at him coldly, waved his hand and knocked Lucifer who had just stood up to the ground, watching him struggling and panting on the ground.

"Your moves have changed a lot lately." Qi Zhong didn't ask any questions.

In the past, Lucifer's highest dream was to defeat him, and every time he would look for a breakthrough based on his magic flame, but this time it seemed to be different, he didn't see anything targeted from it.

Such as hidden weapons, needle eyes, or venom.

Lucifer's face was trampled on the ground, but he was not annoyed. Instead, he smiled ferociously. The face like a white-faced boy was covered with blood, which looked a little scary.

He coughed and said: "Opponents, come one by one, one day, I will defeat you all, and then step on the soles of my feet."

Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, he felt the force of the foot on his face get heavier, but the owner of that foot didn't crush him to death, he just watched him withdraw his foot at the last moment when his eyes were about to roll.

Qi Zhong looked at the panting person on the ground indifferently, as if his soul would return to the sky in the next second, he said: "Do your own thing well, don't think about pointing at me, if there is another time, I will kill you!" about you."

He kept him only because Lucifer agreed to help him ascend the throne and help him deal with those bastards. It didn't mean that he really didn't dare to touch him, and couldn't touch him.

This time Lucifer didn't speak, only coughed up a few mouthfuls of bright red blood, and then trembled and struggled on the ground like a boiled shrimp.

After that time, Qi Zhong didn't visit Qi Hsinchu again for several days. He wanted to leave him alone. He originally wanted to have his travel restricted again, but after thinking about it, he always stayed in that room. Seeing him, his skin was so transparent that he was about to die, so he had no choice but to give up.

Qi Zhong didn't come for a few days, but Qi Xinzhu still took a breath.

The system asked him, "Why are you so happy?"

Qi Xinzhu shook his head lightly with an inexplicable expression, "Some things still need to be restrained."

No one cares about him, he just plays games in Zangshu Pavilion every day, leaves early and returns late, but Qi Zhong only thinks that they are in a cold war.

When Qi Xinzhu was about to come back this time, he suddenly saw a thin figure in the deserted Library Pavilion, and he couldn't see it clearly, and couldn't catch up with that shadow.

But that night, when he was on the little servant delivering food, he smelled the familiar smell of spices again.

However, he didn't poke him, just made him look up and ask, "What's your name?"

The man tremblingly raised his head, saw Qi Xinzhu's face, was in a daze for a moment, and then said, "The slave's name is Guhuo."

Qi Hsinchu muttered to himself, "Is that girl who is a bird?"

The little boy nodded without looking up.

Qi Xinzhu said again: "Are you afraid of me?"

Gu Huo shook his head. He had never seen such a good-looking person. When he delivered food to Qi Xinzhu before, he saw a little bit of his eyebrows, like the moon hanging high in the sky, and a lowly person like him couldn't reach it. of.

Qi Xinzhu looked at him as if he was very scared, so he didn't make things difficult for him anymore, so he didn't ask any more questions.

But the next day, I found Gu Huo who was secretly looking at him in the Library Pavilion.

He put away the ancient book in his hand (actually it was a game), and then shouted to the distant bookshelf, "Come out, I saw you, I won't blame you."

After waiting for a long, long time, when his face was even starting to doubt himself, Gu Huo finally came out. He still lowered his head timidly, not daring to look up at him.

Qi Hsinchu tried his best to say in a gentle voice, "Do you often come here to read?"

Gu Huo shook his head frantically at first, then nodded again.

Qi Xinzhu reached out and stroked his hair, and said, "It's okay, you don't need to run away when you meet me."

After that, Qi Hsinchu sat in front of the window again and looked at the bamboo scroll in his hand, with slightly lowered eyebrows, as if he wasn't surprised at all.

Gu Huo stared blankly at his face, recovered from being overwhelmed, but didn't run away. He didn't know how much his life would change from this day on.