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 root of human beings is equivalent to the inner alchemy of spiritual 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 repaired so many times, so the mutually exclusive reaction would not be very big.

When the inner alchemy was separated from the body, Yanfen was almost beaten back to its original shape. If she hadn't eaten Qianling, she would have been devastated when the inner alchemy was cut out.

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

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

Three days was enough for her to say goodbye.

When Bi Luoqingmen attacked the Ten Thousand Demons Palace, Qi Zhiyan woke up and realized that she didn't expect that she would be in a coma for so long, but Qi He told her that this was the effect of eating Qianxue Ninghua.

But when she saw that Yan Hui was still in the Ten Thousand Devils Palace, she felt both joy and guilt in her heart.

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

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

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

"Yes." Yan Hui looked at her, "I told Master that I am happy with you, and I hope Master will be successful, and Master agreed."

Qi Zhiyan didn't expect Yan Hui to say this, nor did Yuan Wuya easily agree to Yan Hui's bizarre request.

"Isn't Yuan Wuya... angry?" Qi Zhiyan could think that Yuan Wuya must be very angry when Yan Hui said that she was pleased with her.

Yan Hui sighed and nodded helplessly: "I'm really angry, but I've made up my mind, and there's nothing Master can do."

Qi Zhiyan bit her lip and held Yan Hui's hand, hesitating to say anything, "Yan Hui..."

"Ok?"

Qi Zhiyan said hesitantly, "I blocked... your way, aren't you angry?"

Yan Hui looked puzzled and seemed puzzled, "What do you mean?"

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

The whole thing is revealed, and 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 formed by Yan Hui's ice crystals.

At this point, Qi Zhiyan also felt a little relieved.

"I'm sorry," she couldn't say anything but the words now, "I'm sorry."

Yan Hui's tone was indifferent, and her eyes showed undisguised killing intent, "I really should have allowed you to die in a violent riot!"

To be able to force Yan Hui to speak so nonchalantly, Qi Zhiyan felt that she was amazing too.

Qi Zhiyan laughed at herself: "Yeah, you shouldn't have saved me at that time, and you wouldn't have been stared at by my unrepentant wolf."

She grabbed the ice blade and stabbed her chest fiercely, "Kill me."

"Okay," Yan Yan squeezed her eyes, and a cold light flashed in her eyes.

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

But before Yanfen came to do it, the magic weapon that Qi He gave her to protect her life protected her. The movement was too loud and Qi He was attracted.

When Qi He saw that Yan Hui wanted to kill Qi Zhiyan, he was angry and shouted, "Wait, court death!"

He raised his hand and hit him directly, his moves were fierce and vicious, Yan Hui was no match for Qi He at all.

Qi Zhiyan immediately blocked Yan Hui's body and said anxiously, "Father, don't..."

puff-

Blood spurted out.

Qi He saw what was happening in front of him, panicked, and roared, "Children!"

Qi Zhiyan looked at the ice blade running through her abdomen, and said with a smirk: "I...this is fine....this is..." She turned around and twisted the ice blade, reluctant to part. Looking at the frosty Yan An, she raised her hand to touch her cheek, "...I'm....I'm....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 glanced at Yanfen's pale face and her cold back as she turned and flew away.

Decisive, ruthless, and ruthless, this is the true heart of those who practice the Tao of Ruthlessness.

For example, Ningshen Huayun in the mouth of Aunt Luo Miao is also a person who cultivated the ruthless Tao and became a god.

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

She can also become a strong person like... Ning Shen Hua Yun.

Bi Luoqing can't go back, Yan An can only go back to the place where her original body started, the fox cave.

The first time she became a fox, Yan Hui was still very curious. The cave had been inhabited for a long time, and after cleaning it, she could barely sleep for a few days. Anyway, she was about to die, so she didn't need to care about other things.

If you ignore the danger of Xingze Forest, in fact, the scenery of Xingze Forest is quite good, with beautiful mountains and rivers and flowers.

On the last day, Yan Ani found a good place to bask in the sun, and she obediently packed the murder rattan, and let it make her a rocking chair.

Yan An was lying on the rocking chair, basking in the sun, waiting to die happily.

The wrist suddenly became hot, Yan Ani sighed and said helplessly: "I didn't expect you to.... come here?"

Qi Zhiyan dragged the next killing vine, turned it into a rocking chair and placed it next to Yan An, "My father's acting skills are too poor, if you ask Uncle Qijue to act, you can 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, "Cry?"

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

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

"what?"

"The fox repays her kindness," Yan Hui clasped her fingers tightly together, "You saved me and caused you to suffer from fiery riots for more than ten years. The cycle of cause and effect, I should give this life back to you."

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

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

Qi Zhiyan paused, like grabbing a life-saving straw, "What do you mean?"

"I'm just going to be transformed into a form, a fox."

The so-called ashes are about her soul, which does not belong to this world.

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

Qi Zhiyan immediately understood what she meant, "Then will you come back?"

Yan Hui lowered her eyes, looked at the red mole on her collarbone, and smiled lightly, "You have always been here, and I have always been here."

The voice fell.

Qi Zhiyan watched Yan An's hand slowly dissipate, she quickly grabbed it, but fluttered, "Yan An... Yan An..."

"I'm here," the body was slowly disappearing, and scattered ice crystals floated in the air, "I'm always here."

Qi Zhiyan tried to grab him with trembling hands, but she threw herself in the air again and again, fine ice crystals slid through her fingers, she couldn't stop Yan Yan from dissipating, she could only watch her helplessly In front of her it turned into a light, a gust of wind...

Tears wet her eyes, her crying eyes were blurred, her words were incoherent, and she trembled and said: "...Yan Hui...don't...leave me...alone...please.... "

Looking at Qi Zhiro who was crying bitterly, Yan An suddenly flashed those familiar faces from previous lives in her mind.

Is she being too cruel to them all?

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

hurt you again.

"..."

Such a sentence is as shocking as a flood bursting a dike, and Qi Zhiyan has already tried her best to cry, crying with a hiss and lungs: "Yan Hui—"

"We..." Goodbye in the afterlife.

The word was never spoken.

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

Qi Zhiyan hugged the little fox tightly and buried her head deeply, the pain in her chest made her unable to speak, her heart was filled with loneliness that went deep into the bone marrow, and she could only burst into weeping and choking.

She knows everything.

It was she who attacked Yan Hui, who was still surviving the calamity, and hurt her foundation, causing her to die step by step.

There is no so-called Qianxue Ninghua, it was she who cut the inner alchemy and cured her fiery riot;

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

There is no so-called ruthless Dao, because from the beginning she loved her without knowing it, mistakenly took the true meaning as the Dao, and cultivated a sentient Dao.

From now on—

In the Xuanling Continent, a cultivator with two spiritual roots of ice and fire appeared. He was beautiful and charming, but his body exuded coldness and alienation. He often held a white fox with undeveloped intelligence in his arms.

There are always people who don't have long eyes who come forward to tease them a few times, and the beauty is calm and doesn't even give them a look.

When a few people saw the beauty and ignored them, they joked that they would stew the white fox in the beauty's arms and eat meat, the fox meat must be delicious.

As a result, before the music could be heard, several people who spoke had their necks smeared. The wounds were minor, but blood spurted instantly, dyeing the front of their clothes red. Several people opened their eyes wide, covered their necks and couldn't say a word, and they couldn't rest their eyes.

The people next to them looked at the weapon used by the beauty, and said in shock, "It's Shang Qijue from the Ten Thousand Demon Palace!?"

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

"Then who is she? How can there be Shang Qijue's famous weapon "blood silkworm"?" one of the swordsmen asked.

"Look at the jingle bracelet on her hand, the red-blooded red dress, and the white fox in her arms," ​​the man in white said lightly as he watched the beauty leave, "This person is Qi Zhiro, the witch from the Ten Thousand Demon Palace, who has a dual-element spirit of ice and fire. Root monk."

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

The man in white smiled: "Apart from Qi Zhiyan, who else can dress like that?"

Black silk-printed red skirt, red-dyed eyes.

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

"Isn't she in Xingze Forest all the time? How did she come out?"

"I think it's because I heard that Fang Yunjian has... Broken Cloud Ruyi Flower is about to appear?"

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

"I heard...Qi Zhiyan seems to come out of Xingze Forest every time a strange treasure appears in the world. It is estimated that this time it was because Broken Cloud Ruyi Flower was about to appear, so it came out of Xingze Forest, right?" The people on the side echoed. road.

"Isn't that a legend?" The swordsman was puzzled, "Qi Zhiyan... actually believes in such a legend?"

"Can she not believe it?" There was a trace of loss in the eyes of the man in white.

"What's the meaning?"

"It is rumored... that the white fox in her arms is her lover, and Qi Zhiyan's search for the divine flower and divine grass is for her lover." The man in white sighed and sighed.

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

The man in white smiled lightly, "Fang Yize is here to clear the door under Biluo."

"It turned out to be the immortal from Biluo Qingmen!" Everyone was surprised, "Is it not known where the immortal Fang is going?"

Fang Yize returned the salute, "Fang Yunjian."

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

Fang Yize smiled, "As long as there is a chance of life, I want to go and see it."

"Did Fang Xianren know Qi Zhiyan just now?"

Didn't it say that Biluoqingmen and Wanmogong were enemies?

You must know that the saintess of Biluo Qingmen died in the hands of Qi Zhiyan of Wan Mogong! ?

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

They are enemies who will be jealous of each other when they see each other;