Quick Transmigration: Rescue Plan for the Misguided Villain Boss

Jiang Ci tightly covered his chest, only feeling sad.

Her voice calmly said: "Master, he is not a demon, I know what I am doing."

As soon as Jiang Ci was about to scold her, she saw her raising her head, with a faint white **** pattern on her forehead.

Jiang Ci couldn't help it anymore and slapped her face fiercely: "Confused!"

She really became a **** in half a step, only half a step away, and she was about to step into the field that no one had set foot in for tens of thousands of years.

It's been a long time since the cultivation world has no one ascending to immortality and becoming a god, and the gods are about to become a legend for the cultivation world.

And there are thousands of cultivators, which one is not the ultimate goal of becoming a god?

Jiang Ci brought her up in one hand. She was also the master and the father, and her apprentice knew that before these things happened, she was also aiming for this.

Seeing her self-destroying future at this moment, Jiang Ci immediately became unstable, and the blood slumped on his chest came out.

The disciples he raised up with his own hands actually want to risk the world's disgrace and protect the devil with one person's strength.

Such behavior has stopped one's own path to becoming a god.

Ye Chuijin's expression was light and her voice was calm: "If one day he causes a catastrophe, I will bear the responsibility."

Jiang Ci looked at her, as well as the half-stretched **** pattern on her forehead: "You come to bear it? How do you bear it?"

There was a breeze blowing from the sea, and the man who stepped into the realm of the gods made an oath: "There will be a day when I will never die with him."

There is no sorrow or joy in the sea that has remained unchanged for thousands of years, only the wind can make a ripple.

In the blink of an eye, ten years passed.

Ye Chuijin closed the door after returning from Liao Shihai that day.

After all, her soul is separated, and she lives in purgatory-like pain every day and night, and it is impossible for her to be as usual.

Higashi Shibuya got a Requiem Pill from somewhere, and was stunned as soon as he opened her door.

In the door, a soul lamp was lit on Ye Chuijin's table.

The soul lamp uses the power of the soul as the wick, without fire spontaneously, which can show the soul status of a close person.

The person close to them dies, the soul lamp goes out.

This soul lamp is self-evident for whom Ye Chuijin ordered.

It's just that Ye Chuijin's soul is now separated, and the power of the soul is unstable, not to mention the need to light the soul lamp for others, which will do too much harm to her.

Higashi Shibuya hurriedly walked over, frowning, "Little Master, you..."

Even if he was to be different again, when Ye Chuijin's words on the shore of the Liao Shihai Sea came out that day, Higashi Shibuya would still have some estrangement in his heart.

Seeing her lighting the soul lamp with her soul power at this time, Higashi Shibuya originally wanted to persuade, but after opening her mouth, she did not persuade him.

My little uncle is stubborn, and she can't persuade even if she decides things.

Ye Chuijin looked at him faintly.

Higashi Shibuya put down the Requiem Pill in his hand and greeted him with a few words, then turned and pushed the door away.

Ye Chuijin fixedly looked at the soul lamp, the soul lamp exuded a faint blue light, with a vaguely familiar atmosphere. Ye Chuijin seemed to be stunned, she stretched out her hand and pointed her finger towards the lamp flame.

She didn't come back to her senses until she was scalded.

The room was full of loneliness, and only the soul lamp accompanied her.

Her eyes were shining brightly, and her face was tender in the light.

Ye Chuijin: [Mom, I thought this lamp would not ignite spontaneously. It is different from ordinary lamps. The flames are also hot! This is not cultivating immortals! ! 】

The abusive atmosphere disappeared, the system clutched its non-existent chest, and whispered in its own database Bibi: [MMP, I heard it! MMP! 】

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