Sister take medicine?

When Luo Yingqiu opened her eyes again, she appeared in a world of ice and snow with Luo Ying in her arms.

There was no figure of Wu Jue, nor the ancient bronze lamp. Here, there were only her and Luo Ying.

The ground is frozen, and the sky is always snowing.

When Luo Yingqiu saw this world for the first time, she noticed something.

This world is dead.

The whole world is filled with the breath of despair and death.

Stepping on the thick snow, Luo Yingqiu came to this place that has been frozen for an unknown number of years, maybe millions of years, maybe tens of millions of years.

Maybe, even longer.

This is a forgotten world that has finally welcomed guests again after a long time.

Half an hour later, Luo Yingqiu found a cave that could shelter her from the wind and snow.

Now in front of her eyes, there is a very bad news.

That is, the space ring was affected by some kind of restriction and was blocked.

In this way, she was unable to take out the elixir inside to treat Luo Ying.

During this period of time, it was Luo Yingqiu who gave her life essence to the little guy to temporarily maintain her life.

Lowering her head, and gently kissing that slightly cool lips, Luo Yingqiu took another sip of life essence.

"Haw~"

Suddenly, Luo Yingqiu heard a voice.

I saw Qiuqiu slipping out of Luo Ying's clothes, and those little black bean-like eyes met hers.

Luo Yingqiu frowned, but didn't say anything, but continued to stare at the little guy.

Never again, let her leave my side.

Seeing her, Qiuqiu yelled a few times. Seeing that she was ignoring her, she turned around angrily and began to pull something out.

That thing was nothing but the rotten sycamore branch.

This branch was only about twenty centimeters long, and it was full of small holes that seemed to be bitten by insects and ants, causing it to be potholed. If it was thrown on the road, no one would care, it was no different from a piece of rotten wood.

But this thing, after all, is also a legendary sycamore branch.

Ever since Qiuqiu discovered it, she has kept it by her side, even when she was sleeping.

Picking at the little master's clothes, but did not get the response from memory, Qiuqiu yelled a few more times, and then ran to rub Luo Ying.

But the next moment, Luo Yingqiu grabbed it and threw it down.

"Haw?"

"Chirp! Chirp! Chirp!"

The small body bounced on the ground, Qiuqiu sat down on the ground, first yelled blankly, and then yelled around Luo Yingqiu emotionally.

But Luo Yingqiu turned a deaf ear to it, as if in this world, she only cared about Luo Ying.

Since being demonized, Luo Yingqiu's clothes have become a long black dress, like an elf in the dark night, and a black lotus is carved between her eyebrows like a brand.

Qiuqiu was tired of screaming, seeing this villain ignored him all the time, and finally ran to Luo Ying again.

Smelling the familiar smell, Qiuqiu grabbed the sycamore branch and finally fell into a deep sleep.

Luo Yingqiu originally wanted to throw it away, but suddenly noticed something.

After staring at her coldly for a while, she finally retracted them.

In this way, I don't know how many days have passed, and Qiuqiu sleeps longer and longer, sometimes only waking up once for a long time.

Suddenly, one day when Qiuqiu was sleeping deeply, a red flame began to emerge from her body.

In the end, the flame completely enveloped Qiuqiu and Luo Ying at the same time.

I don't know how long it has passed, in this cave, a fireball appeared, and the red fire light illuminated the entire cave red.

The strange thing is that even if you touch this fireball with your hands, it is only warm to the touch.

And Luo Ying, who was inside the fireball, was gradually recovering from her injuries.

Luo Yingqiu has been watching this process, as early as that day, she noticed something.

That is this sycamore branch, and it is likely that there is still a trace of divine power in it.

In the end, because of this trace of divine power, the blood of the fairy bird in Qiuqiu's body began to awaken, and officially entered the transformation of returning to the ancestors.

As for the sycamore branch, it has already melted into golden threads, which penetrated into Qiuqiu's body, and at the same time, a part of it entered into Luo Ying's body.

As for why Luo Ying was also affected, it should have something to do with her being Qiuqiu's master.

A part of good fortune began to feed back to her.

But now, Luo Yingqiu's gaze was fixed on one thing, with a constant look of surprise and doubt.

An ancient bronze lamp is like the most radiant treasure in the world, even Haori will become eclipsed in front of it.

Even Luo Yingqiu didn't know when it appeared here, staring at this ancient lamp, Luo Yingqiu had an illusion.

It seems that it was placed here millions of years ago, and it seems that it has crossed the long river of time, crossed the long years, and finally found it here.

Looking at it, Luo Yingqiu felt a strange touch for some reason.

boom!

The snow peak collapsed in an instant, turning into nothingness, thousands of fairy lights fell from the ancient bronze lamp, and even Luo Yingqiu seemed to see a figure.

The existence of existence spans the ages, standing on the upper reaches of the long river of time, and begins to interpret the law of the avenue.

The endless celestial glow continuously watered the fireball.

The original red fireball gradually transformed into a golden sun

It was at this moment that Luo Yingqiu's pupils suddenly shrank.

Wisps of black air began to be forced out by the golden light, and finally formed a dark behemoth.

This giant dark beast roared and wanted to kill it, but the ancient bronze lamp just flicked, and a beam of fairy light shot out, directly blasting it to pieces.

In that black air, there seemed to be some kind of will to exist, which was obliterated by it.

This is the time!

Luo Yingqiu opened her mouth directly, and sucked in the black air. She glanced at the ancient bronze lamp, and closed her eyes and meditated to start refining.

As for Luo Yingqiu's actions, the ancient bronze lamp ignored them and continued to pour fire into the fireball.

When Luo Yingqiu woke up again, an unknown amount of time had passed, and her late-stage cultivation had already stabilized.

And what appeared in front of her was a sacred tree, the golden leaves shone with fairy light, and the fairy patterns containing the law of the great way flowed on the thick branches.

This tree is nothing but the legendary parasol tree.

Of course, this is not the real parasol tree, but the law of the evolution of the ancient bronze lamp.

Inside the sycamore tree, a huge golden egg was raised.

And on that golden egg, densely packed with fairy script, from time to time one could hear the long cry of the divine bird.

The author has something to say:

Wow, as I was writing, I wrote 120 chapters, which made me feel a little bit emotional. (I don’t even know what I wrote, and I always have doubts about myself, who will read it like this.)

However, I still have your support, I think this is true (xia) love (yan).

(The author Jun Baotou hurried away)