Do You Know How to Capture a Villain?

Ji Qingzhuo looked at the floor of the room behind Shen Rongyu, the moonlight was setting, turning into frost, and a cool night breeze was blowing.

She felt extremely tired, probably due to the wind and cold, she huddled softly in the thick quilt, and felt that her whole body was melting.

Ji Qingzhuo called out to Shen Rongyu, and didn't speak any more. Shen Rongyu didn't look at him and responded immediately, because he found that after today's practice, the scattered power he recovered had accumulated, and his strength had broken through to the Nascent Soul stage equivalent to a monk.

His level of cultivation cannot be distinguished by simple Qi refining, foundation building, golden elixir, Yuanying, out of the body, and crossing the catastrophe, because the key to the monk's cultivation - the inner palace, he does not have such a thing.

On the other hand, Ji Qingzhuo, her current cultivation base is already at the sixth level of Qi Refining, and after a period of practice, she will build her own inner mansion at the foundation building stage.

Shen Rongyu didn't expect his strength to recover so quickly, and practicing with Ji Qingzhuo seemed...it could really speed up his recovery.

Concealing these doubts in her heart, Shen Rongyu turned her head sideways, looked at Ji Qingzhuo, and replied, "En."

The red cloud on the back of his neck was faintly lit up under the moonlight, but he didn't notice it himself, instead he felt that his body was a little cold, maybe it was because of sweating from cultivation.

Looking at Ji Qingzhuo again, her eyes were full of water, and the broken hair on her forehead was also soaked in sweat. She always looked like this every time she practiced.

Shen Rongyu had already forgotten what he was going to do here.

Ji Qingzhuo was still lying in Shen Rongyu's arms, because she had no strength, didn't want to move, and couldn't raise her hands.

Shen Rongyu put her down on the bed with gentle movements, and Ji Qingzhuo obediently let him play with him, his whole body was wrapped in the quilt, only showing a delicate and beautiful face.

Her eyes were still out of focus, a little dull, which made her expression indifferent.

— It was as if what happened in the cultivation space never happened at all. Her emotions came slowly but went quickly.

If Red Airflow saw her like this, he would be annoyed, but Shen Rongyu seemed to be used to it, and he didn't care about Ji Qingzhuo's reaction.

Ji Qingzhuo blinked, her eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings, and she said, "Thank you, Brother Xiaoyu."

He gathered up his large robe, stood up, picked up the Snow Burial Sword beside the bed, and said to Ji Qingzhuo, "I'm going back."

Ji Qingzhuo said to him, "Okay."

When Shen Rongyu left, he knew that his back was facing Ji Qingzhuo, so he pulled the skirt of his clothes tightly, he didn't want Ji Qingzhuo to see the mark of Hongtan on the back of his neck.

Although Ji Qingzhuo was easy to deceive, he could cover up the cause of the Hongtan imprint with just a few words, but there was no reason, Shen Rongyu just didn't want to expose it.

Ji Qingzhuo watched him leave, her eyes fell on his hanging sleeve robe, seeing his knuckles pressed against the door, and then gently covered it, taking away the moonlight in the room.

She wasn't thinking about anything, her thoughts were empty.

Ji Qingzhuo is so aimless, she doesn't know where to go, before she wanted to get the top-grade elixir for Mao Mao, so she worked hard every day to practice, but now the annual test is almost settled, her result is She is firmly in the top three, if it wasn't for the low grades in the practice class, she might be able to surpass Meng Yaolan.

For her, some things don't seem to require too much effort, because of her extraordinary talent, she can almost easily get what she wants.

But her desire is very low, she doesn't want anything, so she won't try hard to get it.

There are still two years before the sect assessment, and these two years are for the disciples to go out to practice. This is what Ji Qingzhuo is most afraid of.

After finally getting used to Baishui Island, but leaving here, are all monks in the world of cultivating immortals so busy?

At this time, the voice of the system sounded in her mind: "Host, actually there is something I forgot to tell you before, if you can successfully capture Shen Rongyu, you will not only return to your original world safely, but also get a huge amount of money rewards .”

"But you don't seem to care much about this, so I didn't say anything." The system said to Ji Qingzhuo.

"Yes, I don't really care." Ji Qingzhuo said softly, "If it's enough to live on, it's enough."

"Host, I don't know what you want." The system said, "It seems that you don't have a strong desire to return to your original world."

"You can live anywhere." Ji Qingzhuo's tone was still light, "Here, whether you go to the city or the countryside, as long as you can live quietly, it doesn't matter if you go back or not."

"You don't have any desires, and I can't use anything to make you take the initiative to do things for me, so host, why are you willing to help me?" the system asked.

"Since everything is fine, let's help you complete the strategy mission." Ji Qingzhuo said to the system, "Didn't you say that if I don't continue, the world will be destroyed by him?"

"Yes." The system replied, "You don't seem to care whether the world of cultivating immortals is destroyed or not."

"He saved me." Ji Qingzhuo's voice was still so cold, even without emotional ups and downs.

She took a deep breath, and asked the system the question she had been asking all along: "System, sometimes you are stupid, if you know that Xiaoyu will destroy this world in the future, then why...don't let me find a suitable time, Kill him?"

Ji Qingzhuo's way of thinking about problems has always been so simple. She doesn't understand why the original bad guy will stop doing bad things when he has feelings. If he wants the bad guy to never do bad things, the easiest way is to eliminate him completely ?

"Host, this is a very interesting question." The system answered her, "But host, I am the embodiment of world consciousness, even if he cut off all his connections with this world, but... as long as it exists, there will be traces .”

"I think, even if he overthrows the mountains and rivers, allows the evil spirits transformed by the ghost energy of the earth veins to cause harm to the world, and watches the world be destroyed by him, but...he seems to have such a reason that he shouldn't be killed like this. Before everything started." The system said, "Everything in the world has a cause and effect. Although I don't know the reason, I firmly know that he has a chance to be saved."

"Listen, this is why I chose to help you." Ji Qingzhuo said the last sentence to the system.

She has known for a long time that the logic of the system's handling of things is wrong from the beginning, but she unexpectedly... likes it so much.

Ji Qingzhuo closed his eyes and fell asleep, he was really tired today.

She woke up very late the next day, because all the courses were officially over after the test, and after that, it was up to the monks to practice by themselves, and now she didn't have to go to morning classes every day.

Ji Qingzhuo added some fodder to Maomao in the yard, and fed him some fruits he liked. Maomao's movements became slower and slower, and it seemed that the low-grade elixir could not last long.

She touched its head and began to think about what to do next. Do you want to go to practice with Shen Rongyu? Can he accept himself following him? How are the test results that affect the internal assessment after three years calculated?

The courses that Ji Qingzhuo took before had clear scores, but it seems that there is no clear scoring standard for the performance of going out to practice, which makes Ji Qingzhuo, who is good at calculation, a little distressed.

A few days later, the assessment of the formation class was re-conducted, but this time, it was not an elder who presided over the assessment of the formation class. Jiang Qianke was dead, and none of the other active elders was very familiar with the assessment process, so Ye Duanhong handed over the task of presiding over the formation class assessment to Shen Rongyu.

Since that day on Shuiyun Peak, the fog in the mountains has dissipated, and the peach blossoms all over the mountain, which were originally supported by the power of the formation, are still blooming. Feeling the autumn, they withered one after another, and the branches of beautiful peach blossoms were falling heavily. The head is now bald, and even the mountain stream flowing on the mountain has dried up a lot.

Shuiyun Peak is now in a state of depression, Ji Qingzhuo and Shen Rongyu came here together, in front of the main gate of Shuiyun Peak, Shen Rongyu and Ji Qingzhuo bid farewell first and prepared to go.

Ji Qingzhuo stood alone in front of Shuiyun Peak, she was a little afraid to step in, because once she walked in, she seemed to be able to think of Jiang Qianke looking at her with fear and hatred that day, she was very scared. Fearing such eyes, Jiang Qianke was even scarier than that man-faced spider.

After hesitating for a long time, she finally mustered up her courage and walked in. Behind the desolate rocky path, among the sparse branches, she saw a familiar figure.

"Miss Ji is still afraid of the accident that happened in Shuiyun Peak that day?" Meng Yaolan stood in the withered peach forest, looking at her and said.

"Yes." Ji Qingzhuo greeted her when he saw it was her, and replied honestly.

"He is my master." Meng Yaolan said to Ji Qingzhuo.

"Ms. Meng..." Ji Qingzhuo couldn't comfort others. Jiang Qianke died, and she knew very well that if he didn't want to kill herself, he shouldn't have died in the mist of peach blossoms.

"I've only called him Master for a year." Meng Yaolan's tone was soft, filled with sorrow and pity, "He died."

"En." Ji Qingzhuo replied dryly, she couldn't empathize with Meng Yaolan, so she couldn't say comforting words like "It's a pity to die".

"I will find the murderer." Meng Yaolan said firmly after all, she raised her head and asked Ji Qingzhuo, "Miss Ji, I'm sorry to ask you this question, but... that day, before you fell into a coma, Did you really see nothing?"

Meng Yaolan is very smart, this question is very clear, and Ji Qingzhuo just...cannot lie, for this question, she can only answer yes or no, and her answer must be "yes", she cannot remain silent, because Silence is also "yes".

Ji Qingzhuo pursed her lips, she tapped her toes on the ground, suddenly feeling a little flustered.

Of course she saw other things, Jiang Qianke's persistent killing intent, and the human-faced spiders filling the entire space.

Ji Qingzhuo was helpless, she had done nothing wrong, Jiang Qianke wanted to kill her, so what obligation did she have to protect him? What's more, she has no ability to protect him.

So what's the point of Meng Yaolan asking herself this question?

Ji Qingzhuo was silent, she thought, her response like this was also a kind of confirmation—she had indeed seen it.

But fortunately, at the end of this desolate alley, there was another quarrel.

"Tell me, did you do it on purpose? Why didn't you notice that such a big mandrill was in the curly stone grass?! You are my maid and have the obligation to protect me, do you understand?" Qiu Mingxue asked Her voice was sharp, she had been recovering from her injuries for several days, and she was finally able to go out today.

The silver bracelet on Ying Xiu's wrist trembled, and she whispered, "Princess, I didn't notice it, it's too hidden..."

Ji Qingzhuo breathed a sigh of relief, because the quarrel between the two quickly attracted Meng Yaolan's attention.