My Darling Sick Beauty

Wen Renye stared at the cup of tea that Qinglin handed to Jiang Ziliu.

The tea is green, and the foam sinks to the bottom of the cup.

He felt provoked, but Qinglin's attitude was too natural, leaving him nowhere to attack.

Jiang Zheliu only took a few sips, then put the cup back on the table, and said to her, "Thank you... This is the little demon I told you just now, see if there is anything else. way to restore his mind."

Qing Lin stared at the locked cat, stared at him for a while, and said, "I advised you back then, don't take in too many little monsters that stick to you, the momentary generosity and gentleness will make them remember It's been too long. In the end, it's either because of lack of vigilance against the human race, or because of being close to you and unable to grow."

When he said this, A Chu on the side nodded, but his eyes were still glued to Jiang Ziliu, and his eyes were filled with little stars.

"I know." Jiang Zheliu said, "I won't do this in the future."

Qing Lin turned his eyes and glanced at Wen Renye with a vague look, and gave him a calm smile, as if he really had no other intentions.

The little devil was a little angry. Like a little lion who sees a flower peacock courting a lover. If he had released his tail at this time, the hard bone tail in the shape of a fish bone spur would have shattered the tables and chairs of the Wanling Palace.

Jiang Zheliu didn't seem to see the undercurrents of the two of them, and continued calmly: "Wen Renye has not allowed strange monsters to approach me for a long time."

Qinglin: "..."

She was suddenly dull, and felt that it wasn't that interesting at all to make Wen Ren Ye stop.

Qing Lin stood up, lowered his head in front of Xiao Luo, reached out to grab the cat's chin, and looked at his cat pupils that sometimes spread and sometimes condensed.

"The mind has been destroyed." She commented, "Is it a master who is good at illusion, or... a top-level music master?"

Jiang Zheliu recalled the disgusting empty stomach Tibetan tone stone, and replied, "It's a top-level unpleasant tone master at playing the piano."

It seems that he was really stunned by the scourge, and he has a lot of opinions on this sound repair.

Qinglin was amused by his description. She felt that Jiang Ziliu was very interesting and excellent from the bottom of her heart, and she was not only attracted by the heavenly spirit body and his face. But just like the decision she made at the beginning, she will not give up the demon world for her own preferences, and she will not have an endless conflict with Wen Renye for Jiang Zheliu's sake.

Her scheming has always been measured, and Zhenjun Qinglong has always been very mature.

"Such unpleasant Yin Xiu should be rare." Qing Lin held the cat's cheek, staring at him with vertical pupils like snakes, the blue eyes glowed with faint waves, and the spiritual energy gradually swirls around her. Spread out, hovering gently around.

"Yinxiu usually minors in fantasy." Jiang Zheliu said, "Wonderful and fascinating, is often their first priority."

"Maybe the one you met was particularly untalented."

The breath of the monsters spread out.

Qinglin squeezed the cat's mouth, spit out the condensed dragon ball, and poured it into the cat's body. The Shanli Yao's struggle stopped abruptly, and looked at her dumbly. After a while, the dragon ball came out of Xiao Luo's heart. It appeared out of nowhere and returned to Qinglin's body.

The cat let go, and fell to the ground as she let go. The chain in Chang Gan's hand was held down by him, Xiao Snake thought for a while, then squatted down and stroked Xiao Luo's hair.

Qinglin turned around and looked at Jiang Zheliu: "I cleaned up the messy piano sounds in his mind again, go back and cultivate slowly, and he will restore his mind."

"That Miaoyun Mountain..."

"Don't mention this." Qing Lin touched the whisk beside his hand, "The monsters in Miaoyun Mountain have their own destiny, and it can be easily changed without your own power. Three calamities, five declines, eighteen thunders, who can always help?"

Jiang Zheliu also understood this truth, and naturally he didn't ask her to go to Miaoyun Mountain, but said: "The boundary membrane on Miaoyun Mountain has been manipulated. My spiritual energy is consumed too fast, I am afraid I can't support it for too long. "

Qinglin's expression gradually became serious, she turned her head to look at Wen Renye, considered for a moment, and said, "I asked Achu to greet you on my behalf, and I asked you to come for a while, the reason is that I was in Sixiang. Fragments of the boundary membrane were found in the enchantment domain of the pill furnace."

"...Shards?"

"The crack you repaired was caused by someone taking off a piece, not a natural crack." Qing Lin said slowly, "The enchantment area of ​​the Sixiang Pill Furnace was suppressed by the fragments of the boundary membrane, causing the Sixiang to crack. The power of the pill furnace is also weakening."

Jiang Zheliu clenched his fingers, feeling a little clammy in his palms.

"Lie Zhen was attacked by He Zuxi and fell..."

"Yes." Qing Lin's brows tightened, "He is a Vermillion Bird with extremely strong recovery ability."

Serious injuries may not lead to death, but the Sixiang Pill Stove is the source of the power of the True Monarch of the Demon Race. When the Pill Stove is suppressed, the pure fire beads in Liezhen's body... can't wait for Qinglin's return.

The Boundary Membrane is the highest level of all enchantments and can suppress all other enchantments. For example, the outer membrane of the mysterious realm, the enchantment domain of the four-symptom pill furnace, and the mountain gate guardian formations of the major sects.

"We didn't realize it at first." Qinglin turned his head and glanced at Xuanwu Zhenjun Xuanshuang, "Because this weakness does not directly affect us, but affects the Dragon Ball in my body and the frost in Xuanshuang's body. Pearl... But the newly born True Monarch of the Demon Race has to rely on this source of power to grow, and I found that he grew too slowly before he entered the realm of enchantment."

"...Someone can enter the most important place of the demon clan, it is really unbelievable."

Qing Lin glanced at Wen Renye and said, "I also thought that the only person in the world who can do this is Wenren respecting the Lord."

If this Lord Demon Venerable destroyed the boundary membrane and then deliberately approached his friends, then all this would be too terrifying. However, after thinking about it, Qing Lin felt that if it was Wen Renye, then he had too many opportunities to attack, and there was no need to pretend to be. And this doesn't match the time line when he got the Destiny Pearl.

When she made an agreement with Wen Renye back then, she gave up a lot of benefits because of the broken promise in the other party's hands. Therefore, she has a clear understanding of the process and information of the Demon Realm's obtaining the Destiny Pearl.

Wen Renye was still digesting the content based on the conversation between the two, but after hearing this, he didn't realize that Qing Lin had some doubts about him.

Jiang Zheliu took a deep breath and said, "It can't be him. The person who can intercept the boundary membrane is already a half-step golden immortal. And to enter the enchantment domain of the Sixiang Pill Furnace, I am afraid that you must have all the skills. Dao seed, or have the same treasure that breaks the enchantment?"

Qinglin also agreed with his analysis, nodded and said: "The treasure of breaking the enchantment, how can it be so easy to get. If you are a Taoist... but I have no choice."

The content of their thinking is the same. Even if they spread their analysis and divergent thinking, they will stop at no one.

"I can't even do anything." Jiang Zheliu raised his hand and pinched his eyebrows, "He is the only half-step Jinxian."

"This old ghost really has something to do, maybe."

Qinglin walked in front of Jiang Ziliu, and slowly stretched out her hand. From the palm of her hand, a crystal fragment that seemed to be invisible slowly emerged.

"I didn't rush to tell you in order to avoid stunning the snakes. I was afraid that someone would observe my movements secretly, so I didn't dare to show that the demon world knew about this." Qing Lin said, "Since you said that the boundary membrane on Miaoyun Mountain is out Problem, then, presumably this person can't wait any longer."

Jiang Zheliu stared at the boundary membrane fragment in her palm. This small diamond-shaped transparent piece is solid and condensed, full of spiritual energy, and it does not appear to be weakened by natural laws.

It has thin, neat cut lines on all four edges.

Destruction is easier and quicker than protection.

Jiang Zheliu looked at the fragments for a while, and felt that his eyes were a little tired, so he looked away. At this moment, Qing Lin did not take it back, but handed the fragment into his hands, leaned over his ear, and whispered close to his ear: "You used so much spiritual energy and cultivation to fill this vacancy, now, it should also be I'll pay you back."

Jiang Zheliu closed his eyes and said lightly, "...Can you not remind me?"

"...It's really not easy." Qing Lin said, "Zhe Liu, you still have a tiring day, then it depends on our fortune..."

Just when she was about to withdraw her hand, Jiang Ziliu held her again, passing the fragments from her palm.

The large amount of spiritual energy condensed in the fragments of the boundary membrane can temporarily restore Jiang Zheliu's peak strength, but the power of foreign objects is ultimately illusory. This short-term strength will make all his previous reconstruction progress to zero, and he has to start again.

Jiang Zheliu only said half a sentence to escape, and said no more.

He doesn't actually have that many ways to escape, and he's not good at stepping back.

Just when the two of them whispered the third sentence, the little devil finally couldn't bear it anymore. He pressed Qing Lin's shoulder from behind, and politely but sullenly dragged her back two steps.

Wen Renye felt that if he let her dance here again, his little willow tree would let the woman cut off a piece of the root.

Qing Lin stepped back in good manners and made way for the two of them.

She glanced at him again across Wen Renye, as if she wanted to cover her lost nostalgia and obsession, but in the end, thinking about her being a good friend, she couldn't be better, so she could only smile helplessly. , full of adventurous openings.

"Do you know what I like most about you?"

Jiang Zheliu was stunned for a moment.

Qing Lin looked very calm, but this was like a joke, "I think you are sometimes very smart, and sometimes you are very special... Try to make yourself not so smart. It may be difficult to move from person to immortal, but from immortal to person. , seems more difficult."

If you can't get into the dust, how can you talk about ascending to immortality.

If it were not for this, he would not have experienced what happened eighty years ago.

"Life is alive, there should be a bit of madness."

Jiang Ziliu looked at her and said.

"You don't have to be so calm all the time."

Qing Lin nodded, wondering if he heard it, then slowly backed away, turning into the original form of Qinglong, dodging the black long sword that flew over and stabbed directly into the wall of Wanling Palace!

Wen Renye finally determined that the dragon was digging his corner!

In the next moment, the long howl of Qinglong resounded through Bixiao, and it was suddenly buried in the clouds, and the little devil beside Jiang Ziliu also chased out in a blink of an eye, without even a shadow.

Jiang Zheliu looked at the cat on the ground, and then glanced at Zhenjun Xuanwu who looked like a child. He coughed lightly to ease the embarrassment and said, "Qinglin seems to have a much more lively personality."

"No." Xuanshuang said coldly, "It's to seize the last chance to express one's heart."

Jiang Zheliu: "..."

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Qinglong Zhenjun was naturally unable to beat Wen Renye. After she was caught up, she almost became the second dragon who was cramped and skinned.

After Jiang Zheliu and Wen Renye left, Qinglin sat in the Wanling Palace and asked Xuanshuang to apply medicine to her.

Although Xuan Shuang looks young, he has the inheritance of Xuanwu divine beasts. The memory of the inheritance of the four saints of the demon world can be traced back to the era when He Zuoxi was famous. It's just that because of various premature deaths in the middle, I have lost a lot of memory.

Only one of the Four Sages who voluntarily chooses to throw into the furnace can seal the memory of this generation into the inheritance. Therefore, the next generation of True Monarch Suzaku will not have the memory of Liezhen.

Xuan Duan rubbed the medicine for her expressionlessly, and said coldly, "What are you going to do to provoke Wen Renye?

"Have you been at ease for a long time?" Qing Lin closed his eyes, "Aren't we in turmoil all the time?"

Xuan Shuang did not speak.

"I'll try Wen Renye's ability," she said. "If I don't take the risk myself, I won't dispel his suspicions."

"What was the result?" Xuan Shuang asked.

"...Not him." Qing Lin said, "It is no exaggeration to say that, I suspect that the person behind the scenes has the strength to approach Daozu, he is not enough, and the blessing of killing Dao species cannot be fully exerted. Dao Ancestor, we can obviously modify and break the boundary membrane of our unowned world."

"Approaching Taoist ancestors, but not really in the realm of Taoism?"

"Yeah." She opened her eyes, and the blue-blue scales were shredded and gleamed, "Zhe Liu and I couldn't think of a candidate, it could only be the reclusive old monster or the sleeping person who woke up. ...but this man really has no reason to destroy everything."

Xuanshuang's hand stopped at the edge of the wound on her cheek, and after thinking for a while, she said, "In my heritage memory, I can't think of it, but..."

"but what?"

Xuanshuang hesitated for a moment, looked at Qinglin's ruthless and profit-oriented face, and said slowly, "I used the frost beads to sense Jiang Zheliu's situation."

"...The celestial body is really fragrant, but don't be such a hooligan."

The Inheritance Spirit Orb of the Four Sages is equivalent to the second life, and it can also be called the lifeblood. Qinglin's sentence is a pun. Because when sensing, Xuan Shuang had to pay attention to him for a long time.

"I'm not you." Xuan Shuang sarcastically said, "I mean, he seems to be pregnant."

The hall was empty, and the breeze was blowing.

Silence.

The green snake pupils in Qinglin's eyes slowly straightened, forming a line. Just as she was about to speak, she seemed to be affected by Wen Renye's internal injury again, and she lowered her head and coughed for a long time.

Pregnant... Pregnant?

Qing Lin suddenly remembered the other party's physique, and felt that the news would make her vomit out.

Then what is she doing, giving Jiang Zheliu the boundary membrane fragments? Indicate that he has a chance to get on?

Qing Lin felt more and more uncomfortable, and finally lowered his head and vomited a mouthful of blood, feeling that the dragon horns on his head were aching.

Xuanshuang comforted in a perfunctory way: "It's okay, at most one corpse or two..."

He paused for a moment, watched Qinglin vomit blood again, eased his tone, and said after deliberation, "Your internal injury is quite serious. Venerable Master Wenren is indeed strong and has unlimited potential..."

"……shut up!"