I have been assisting these years

The person who came was wearing a black robe, the feet of the robe looked tattered, and the golden threads were pulled far away in the wind.

A casual dress, but temperament has nothing to do with these two words.

"Yes."

Yan Qi's hair is very long, and the mountain wind blows her loose hair, she curls up a strand with her fingers, and looks up at Qi Jin, "Is it surprising?"

When she smiled, she would move the hideous side of her face, which looked very weird, and she felt a sense of gloom.

Qi Jin knew that he ran into Yan Qi here, so he didn't need to chase him any longer.

"It was a bit of a surprise."

He Qihao's prestige in the palace is too high, and his reputation is also very good, such a change is too sudden.

There is no reason for He Qihao to do such a thing in the previous memory, and in that memory, He Qihao also died in the final battle.

He did not live up to what the big brother has always done.

"So you people..." Yan Qi is tall and tall, leaning against an ancient tree in the forest, and playing with his hair, "What's the point of fighting, why don't you find something fun to do?" .”

Her voice was still as ugly as ever, but her tone was extraordinarily childish, and it didn't seem like she was pretending.

"Senior Brother He, no," Qi Jin could feel the ghost aura floating around, there must be many ghost generals outside the forest, "All these years for the ghost seal?"

"Ask him yourself," Yan Qi stared at Qi Jin, many years had passed since that meeting, and she could find that this man's temperament had changed a lot.

She was far different from the girl in the memory of her soul parasitized in her body, and she was also different from the person Yan Qi fought in Jinchi back then, and even more boring than Bi Liantian, who was lying in a pool of blood.

People, the older you get, the more boring you get.

The ghost king with a cloudy personality let go of his hand playing with his hair, and took a few steps forward.

"My ghost general, come out to chat."

She snapped her fingers.

The next moment, He Qihao's figure appeared in the forest. He still looked the same, but he no longer had the usual polite manners.

"Here, explain it clearly to her, lest you die without knowing it."

Yan Qi jumped onto the tree, sat on the branch, picked a leaf, and lowered his head to try to make a sound.

Qi Jin under the tree was indifferent to such an atmosphere, she actually felt that she had nothing to ask, it had come to this point.

"Are you still Senior Brother He?"

Qi Jin thought of the trip to the sea led by He Qihao and Su Mingzhen that year. If it had been like this, then it seems that the disciples who died on that trip also...

"He's long dead."

The character of the ghost clan wearing He Qihao skin is not so cruel, and it may be because of the ghost king who plays the tune with the leaves on his head but can only hear the puffing sound.

"That……"

"He Qihao" didn't have any ghostly aura on him, and his appearance was the same as before.

The other party smiled, very pleased with Senior Brother He's smile, the beads on his lips became more obvious because of his pursed smile, Xie Xiaozhi was fascinated by this restrained luxury, and said Senior Brother He was really good-looking.

"Take..."

Before he finished speaking, Yan Qi interrupted, seemingly impatiently, "Where is Suihai? Even if the ancient ghosts don't have their bodies, they can still parasitize."

As soon as Yan Qi interjected, the ghost general in He Qihao's skin retreated aside knowingly.

"parasitic?"

The original He Qihao died in Suihai long ago, and his body was used by the ghost clan who imprisoned the soul in the depths of Suihai.

But so many disciples died, why He Qihao?

Yan Qi scoffed.

"Do you think it's so easy to parasitize? The degree of fit is not something that ordinary corpses can achieve."

The souls of the ghost clan live in the human body, and the pain can be imagined. "He Qihao" also travels far every year, returning to the extremely yin land from Yanqi to trace his body.

It's just that Eldest Brother He has a lot of things to do every day, and his seniority is not low, so few people know where he is going.

A body without ghosts at all, like a normal person.

Qi Jin couldn't help but think of the look in her eyes when Bi Liantian was in a trance after the ghost seal was taken away.

She looked at Yan Qi.

There were fragments of leaves around Ghost King's mouth, and he tried blowing just now, but it didn't work, so he smashed it up angrily, but he didn't expect that there were still sticks on his mouth.

"Who are you looking at?"

Yan Qi hated others looking at her like that, she jumped off the branch, and in an instant she was in front of Qi Jin, and was about to reach out to pinch the other's face, but Qi Jin swung his sword horizontally, separating the two of them.

"Just take a look, why are you so angry?"

When she got close, she could feel the ghost aura on Yan Qi's body, and it was also the ghost mark that entered her body. The ghost aura in Qi Jin's body had long been fused into the blood. This perception made her feel that the other party seemed to be no different.

"You're really annoying."

Yan Qi's halberd hit Qi Jin's epee, making a dull sound.

After fighting for dozens of rounds in an instant, the interest in Yan Xi's eyes became more and more intense, and his expression became more and more crazy.

Her excitement made Qi Jin extra irritable, because of the fusion of ghost energy, her cultivation base also increased faster and faster, and she was rarely required to exert her full strength on occasions.

But what she couldn't restrain was the ghostly aura overflowing from her body, which stimulated Yan Qi to attack faster and faster.

After all, the ghost king is a ghost king. Qi Jin also found that Yan Qi's body seemed to be a complete ghost body. Feng Changyu was injured and bled like an ordinary person, but Yan Qi was different. A little blood.

It is different from ordinary ghosts.

She didn't take advantage of it either, Yan Qi's halberd was infinitely more flexible than her epee, and her repair robes were already tattered, and her face was bloody.

"You're not bad." With another dodge, Qi Jin dodged Yan Qi's impending trick, "I'm getting more and more curious about you."

"I have nothing for you to wonder about."

Qi retreated a few feet later, sweat dripped down her face, she wiped it with her sleeve, "I ask you, why didn't you kill me last time?"

Yan Qi snorted, she held the halberd, tilted her head and looked at Qi Jin, as if thinking about last time.

But the more she thought about it, the more her head hurt. This kind of pain was comparable to the burning pain she experienced when she was forced to exchange blood by the queen of ghosts. In an instant, her energy and blood surged.

"Last time?"

Yan Qi tapped his forehead with one hand, "Which time was last time... Last time... Last time... I killed you... I clearly remember that I killed you... No, no, no, no..."

She started talking to herself.

There were only the two of them in the forest, and Qi Jin stared at the ghost king as the leaves rustled under the mountain wind.

The strength gap between her and the other party was too difficult to bridge. After so many moves, even though they could be resisted, it was also the reason why Yan Qi didn't make the ultimate move.

She was just kidding.

Qi Jin walked over holding the epee, so many memories were intertwined, she raised the sword to take this opportunity to pierce the opponent's chest, but the man suddenly raised his head, and the emerald green eyes were the tenderness she thought she was in a dream. .

The stunned moment at this moment angered Yan Qi instead, before Qi Jin's epee penetrated, she was hit several feet away by the opponent's palm.

With a burning sensation in his lungs, Qi Jin leaned on the sword and wanted to stand up, but was pushed back to the ground by the ghost king.

The ghost clan's long claws didn't penetrate her skin, as if she was fighting something, the woman with a strange face was struggling, and sweat dripped on Qi Jin's face.

"Kill you... kill you... no... no... I can't kill you..."

Even though the spirits were fighting, Qi Jin still couldn't move, and the palm just now caused her unhealed body to suffer even more.

For a moment, he coughed unbearably, almost coughing up tears.

"Don't try to dominate me..."

There was another burst of low laughter, and Qi Jin looked at Yan Qi's eyes, the emerald green eyes were filled with murderous intent, "Since you have absorbed the power of the ghost seal, let me directly..."

The pain caused by the long claws piercing into the skin made Qi Jin grit her teeth. She was so suppressed that she couldn't move, and her right hand tried to hook the epee Wuzhen that fell on the ground beside her.

But when Yan Qi found out, his right hand was directly broken.

"It was my fault that I didn't get rid of the remnant soul at the beginning," Yan Qi was still laughing, her voice was worse than that of a broken bellows, it was so ugly that it made people frown, "You still tried to control me... a touch of incompleteness It's just my soul..."

"What's so good about you?" The long claws pierced into the chest, the poison of the ancient ghost race invaded Qi Jin's body in an instant, and the ghost energy in her blood blended and resisted, wave after wave of pain hit , she gritted her teeth, "Sure enough, Su Mingzhen is not dead..."

It's hard to describe her mood at the moment.

Countless people said that that person was dead, but while she believed it, she didn't dare to believe it completely.

She learned to let go of that little regret, let go of longing, and suppressed herself not to mention it. Year after year, almost everyone involved in that year forgot about Su Mingzhen.

It's like the final death of a person, but no one remembers it.

But she didn't want to die like her.

Someone has to remember.

In a trance, the temperature of that finger seemed like a dream but not a dream, and that look seemed to be there.

Now it has been confirmed that she laughed instead, but the toxin attack made her smile very far-fetched.

She held Yan Qi's skinny wrist with her movable left hand, "I...I knew it."

It was very difficult for her to speak, and as she spoke, tears fell down, not knowing whether it was pain or joy.

"Great……"

Although she looked at the ghost clan that suppressed her in front of her, she was clearly looking at another soul lurking in the body through this body.

This made Yan Qi even more annoyed.

She stabbed a little more mercilessly, blood dripped from the corner of Qi Jin's lips, and he laughed again——

"You...even if you...kill me...you won't get this power," she said with tears in the corner of her eyes, "you won't be able to become a complete ghost king after all..."

The previous ghost king was a complete ghost body, but the battle of the Three Realms can only be won with Que's advanced cultivation and the help of the demon clan.

And Yan Qi, the ghost king in the future of time and space, has completely integrated the power of the ghost seal, and there is no such thing as the Lord Que in the Taoist school.

Since the ghost seal is an important token and inheritance of the previous ghost kings, if they cannot be integrated, they will never be able to become a complete ghost king.

It took Qi Wujin so many years to integrate the ghost energy into himself, and it was for this result.

The price is that her body will decline year by year because of that ghost energy, and that power will be completely destroyed when she dies.

According to Penglai's orders, the owner of the island of Jingyu Shao died after a hundred years.

Tiandao sees everything too thoroughly.

Qi Jin looked at the dusky forest, and the smell of the mountain wind was still not right. After the wind blew, the leaves fell rustlingly, covering her eyes.

She thought, I have earned this opportunity, and I should leave the future to Senior Sister Zhengdao Pillar.

Feng Changyu couldn't die so dishonorably anymore.

This method of death belongs to her.

On the other hand, she felt guilty again.

It's strange that Feng Changyu is too good-looking, so that she has never seen the world when she traveled back then, so she can't forget it at a glance.

Fortunately, just think about it, there is no follow-up.

This life has been restarted, the positions are reversed, there are many people who did not exist before, and many things that have never happened before have happened.

Master told her to let go and not think too much.

Now knowing that Su Mingzhen is indeed not dead, although it is miserable, at least she still has a chance to live, she is relieved.

I, who used to be useless, now have a chance to seek destiny for my family, and death is worth it.

There is really nothing to ponder over those love affairs. In the next life... If there is a next life, it is better not to be a heartthrob.

Being cheated to death by myself, and having two peerless good senior sisters on the table, my head hurts too.

Don't start all over again in your next life.

Then you must stay away, the longing that you can feel at a glance is true, the heart that is confessed to the shore is also true, the regret is true, and the hug that is too late to say goodbye is also true.

I'm real now too.

Qi Jin closed his eyes.

Feeling the pain from the long claws piercing her heart, it burned her unconscious.

And when Yan Qi was about to cut open Qi Jin's heart, a sword energy split open the mountain forest, splitting the mountain in two instantly.In the hustle and bustle of the hustle and bustle, Yan Qi looked back, and a figure rushed over.