The Sword Immortal was My Ex-Boyfriend

The golden light stayed in the air for a while, and then turned into auspicious clouds and rained down. This rain gave birth to the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and the monks who witnessed this different phase came out one after another, sat cross-legged, and accepted the baptism of this heavy rain. The tower that had trapped Qin Zichen and Su Qingyi also quickly became smaller and flew back into the hands of the boy in white next to him. The boy in white walked over with the golden tower and stopped beside them and said, "How is Qingyi?!"

"No problem," Qin Zichen cast his eyes on the boy in white, frowned and said, "What is this?"

"Oh, this is called the God Protector Tower. It was left to me by my father to survive the calamity. He said that it can resist a single blow from nine or nine thunder tribulations." The teenager took out a ring from the Qiankun bag: "My father also left a lot of things. Give me…"

When the two of them were talking, Su Qingyi slowly opened her eyes. Her golden elixir has been completed, her whole body has been reborn, and her appearance has risen to a new level. Although her facial features are still similar, it seems that some lines have been slightly adjusted between her eyebrows and eyes, making her originally somewhat childish eyebrows extra gentle. She turned to look at the two people who were talking, and said somewhat surprised: "Song Han? Why are you here?"

"I can't leave you a hundred zhang away," Song Han said seriously: "I rushed over as soon as the thunder robbery came, and when I saw Lei smashed out one by one, I began to try my best to turn over the treasure my father left me, and finally I finally found a suitable one, and I rushed over."

"Your father's baby..." Su Qingyi set her eyes on the small golden pagoda: "This is?"

"Guardian Pagoda," Qin Zichen looked at Song Han with complicated eyes: "It is said that the ancient monks forged the treasures to avoid the catastrophe. in this world."

"Mmmm," Song Han nodded and handed the ring he was holding to Su Qingyi, "I still have a lot of this kind of baby here. This ring contains a lot of things. I will give it to you if Qingyi likes it!"

"No need." Without waiting for Su Qingyi to speak, Qin Zichen directly withdrew the ring with true energy, and said coldly, "Jianxiu doesn't rely on foreign objects."

But I rely on...

Su Qingyi thought silently in her heart, but she also knew the value of Song Han's gift. He was naive, but she couldn't cheat on him. Easy to give away."

"But you are not someone else." Song Han said seriously: "You are a very important person."

Su Qingyi: "…"

Qin Zichen immediately stood up, turned around and said, "Go back."

He walked very fast, but his steps were vain. Su Qingyi recalled what happened dozens of days ago. Although he calmed down a lot, his heart was still very messy. He didn't have the courage to face Qin Zichen, so he just stood there and watched him , Seeing Xue Ziyu coming up to help him, Su Qingyi felt relieved, turned to look at Song Han and said, "Ahan, your father is really a powerful person."

"Yeah," Song Han said proudly, "much more powerful than Peak Master Qin! Father said that in time, I will be more powerful than him."

Song Han, who didn't give up any opportunity to attack and retaliate against Qin Zichen, was particularly evident after Qin Zichen left. Su Qingyi was at a loss for words, changed the subject, and sighed: "Since you have so many treasures, why did you take them out now? If you took them out earlier, you wouldn't have been so seriously injured that day..."

As she said that, she secretly glanced at Song Han's expression, but Song Han lowered his face and said coldly, "Are you doubting me?"

"I just don't want any misunderstanding." Su Qingyi's face was calm: "I have misunderstood many people in my life and lost many people because of this. I often think, if I ask a few more questions at that time, trust the other person a little more, Let's be honest, these things wouldn't have happened. I do doubt you, Ahan, but I'm also willing to believe you."

Song Han listened to these words, and his eyes were full of wind. After a long time, he finally said: "These treasures are stored in the Qiankun bag. I took them out from the place designated by my father before I left. At that time, I didn't think it would be of any use. , so I haven't checked the Qiankun bag carefully. On the day I met your enemy, I didn't know the existence of these treasures, let alone using them. Later, when I came to the Tianjian Sect, I looked through the bag carefully, and only then did I find these treasures. From the manuscripts left by my father until the usage of these treasures."

Su Qingyi nodded and smiled, "You have a good father."

Song Han smiled, with a trace of nostalgia in his eyes, and his voice became much softer: "Yes, I feel the same way. However, you are also very good, and I envy you very much."

"Why do you envy me?" Su Qingyi was a little surprised, Song Han laughed and said, "You have me!"

Su Qingyi: "…"

She was accustomed to Song Han's straightforward confession, she turned her head decisively, and said lightly, "Go back, go back to practice swordsmanship."

"Qingyi Qingyi," Song Han chased after him and said anxiously, "I'm serious, don't take me for a joke. When do you think we will become Taoist companions? When will we be both cultivators?"

"leave me alone…"

"They all say that sword slaves are cauldrons, why don't you harvest me, Qingyi..."

"Song Han," Su Qingyi was heartbroken: "In these years, you really have learned too many things that you shouldn't have learned!"

"It doesn't matter," Song Han continued, "I love you, it's enough to use these things!"

"Who the **** are you chatting with?" Su Qingyi decided to find someone who taught Song Han these things. Obviously, when she brought him back to the Heavenly Sword Sect, he still didn't understand anything. Song Han smiled slightly, lowered his head shyly, and blushed: "I didn't expect that, Qingyi, you would even care about my friends... I usually talk to Xinghe a lot, but I never talk to girls!"

Sword Sect couldn't find a few girls today...

Su Qingyi sighed and clenched her fists: "Xinghe..."

After she finished speaking, she walked away, Song Han was slightly taken aback, and then quickly chased after him. Su Qingyi rushed all the way to Xinghe's residence. Before anyone arrived, he slammed Wudao down with a bang, and split the gate of Xinghe's courtyard in half on the spot. Xinghe appeared at the door instantly, cursing, "Who the fuck... "

Before he could finish speaking, he saw Su Qingyi with a dark face at the door. After being stunned for a while, he hurriedly smiled and said, "Junior sister, have you formed an elixir? Come here, sit inside, and have something to say. If you don't want to say anything, it's fine. , is this door happy? There are still a few more..."

"Senior Brother Xinghe," Wu Dao flew back to Su Qingyi's hand, Su Qingyi said earnestly, "Ask Jianfeng Su Qingyi, who is here to ask for advice."

As soon as she finished speaking, she instantly appeared beside Xinghe, and Xinghe's double swords immediately blocked Su Qingyi's heavy sword, and said with a bitter face: "Junior sister, if you have something to say, what did I do wrong?!"

"Dare to teach Song Han indiscriminately, don't you want to live?!" Su Qingyi lowered her voice and said angrily, "Hit me!"

When the sound fell, Song Han rushed over and sighed: "Xinghe, I'm sorry."

With that said, Song Han sent a golden ring and chased after Xinghe. Xinghe exclaimed, "You **** use the lock demon ring to beat me for a Nascent Soul period?!"

"I'm in the Foundation Establishment period," Song Han spread his hands, turned his head and said to Su Qingyi, "Qingyi, come on, fight hard!"

Su Qingyi: "…"

Always feel something is wrong.

Xinghe was chased by Song Han's magic weapon and Su Qingyi and ran all over the mountain for an afternoon, and was finally caught and beaten. After Su Qingyi dragged the heavy sword and left, Xinghe hugged her mutilated face and shrank to the ground, crying, "Song Han, you are ruthless, you are too ruthless..."

"I'll just say it," Song Han sighed and said, "Although I can't beat you, I have a way. Don't worry about my family Qingyi next time, ah?"

"I'm just thinking about the magic circle she drew!" Xinghe was indignant. Song Han immediately said, "Not even the magic circle! Everything in Qingyi is mine!"

After finishing speaking, Song Han waved his hand behind Xinghe, followed Su Qingyi away, and said with a smile before leaving, "Next time I'll invite you to drink. Let's go."

Su Qingyi went back to the room and asked Wan Qiu to prepare hot water for her. After taking a comfortable bath, she finally had time to think while lying in bed.

What happened in the past few decades seems to be still in front of you. Qin Zichen's pale face, his hot chest, and his kiss with the fragrance of plum blossoms.

Qin Zichen treats her like a teacher like a friend. He is the person she has met the most since she was reborn. If you say that he was only a genius and thought he was worthy of a battle, he would take it to heart when he really knew him. Respect from the heart.

She has met many people in her life, but this is the first time she has met such a person, who is really like that bright gentleman, who can still stick to her own principles in this murderous comprehension world. To save people in trouble like her, treat everyone equally, and say to Song Song: "If you come to Tianjian Sect, I will help you."

His strength is of course the capital for him to do all this, but his strength comes from his hard work. How could she not respect such a man?

But she never thought that he could do this, cut his spiritual root in half and give it to his disciple.

She clearly knew that he was only fulfilling a responsibility as a master, she knew that he was just because of his pure Taoism, and she knew that everything he did was just for some serious reasons, but she was still confused when he kissed her. .

I want to escape, but I am afraid to live up to such a kind heart.

Lying on the bed, Su Qingyi said in despair, "System, I don't think I want to do this task... I feel like I'm useless at all, and I've been dragging Qin Zichen down. He's really a nice guy..."

System: "Cheer up, you are the one who wants to counterattack."

Su Qingyi shook her head desperately: "I can't do it, I can't do it!"

System: "Do you want me to praise you?"

Su Qingyi: "Praise!"

The system said coldly: "The reason why I chose you at the beginning is because, in fact, the Son of Heaven wants to soar, and strength is not a problem. He has an excellent talent, from birth, it is destined that as long as he works hard, he will be able to soar into God. He has a tough character, perseverance, and execution, but he has his own shortcomings."

"Your existence is to make him grow, to make up for his character flaws a little bit, and then to ascension. Otherwise, the calamity of inner demons during ascension will easily destroy the Son of Heaven."

"Ascension to a **** requires not only cultivation, nor talent, but xinxing. From childhood, everyone will have different degrees of deviation in xinxing. A person who can ascend to a **** and finally rule the three worlds is a Defects in mind cannot be tolerated.”

Su Qingyi listened quietly and said seriously, "Then what is the flaw in his personality?"

She wanted to help him. This was the first time she wanted to help Qin Zichen from the bottom of her heart. Not because of the system, nor because of the task, but because this person is too good and too perfect, and she doesn't want this perfection to be destroyed.

"That's what I'm thinking about. You just need to do your job well."

After the system finished speaking, it was silent for a moment and said, "Are you happy?"

"There is one more question," Su Qingyi thought painfully: "In the future, do I always want to kiss Qin Zichen like this?!"

She doesn't want to do this kind of thing with the male **** in her heart! What should I do if I feel that I am completely sullying the male god!

system:"…"

After a long time, the system finally said: "I have never seen a woman with such a beautiful style of painting as you. Isn't it the dream of every romance novel reader to interact closely with a male god?"

"But," Su Qingyi collapsed: "He is not only my male god, but also my master!"

"Isn't it too late for you to tell me that he is your master?"

"That's different!" Su Qingyi grabbed her hair: "In my heart, Qin Zichen is really my master! It's not like I picked up Xie Hantan back then, it's the relationship between me and my master Yuan Zhenzi! Think about it. For a moment, Master Yuan Zhenzi and I..."

Before he could finish speaking, Su Qingyi's expression changed, and the system fell silent. After a while, the two of them vomited together.

Su Qingyi raised her head and said seriously: "Think about it, Qin Zichen is still acceptable."

At least he's still young...

"No," Su Qingyi couldn't sit still: "I'm going to make it clear to him, no matter what, I'm going to refuse this kind of thing!"

"I think," the system sighed, "the one who sacrificed more is Qin Zichen. No matter what...he's a male god, what else do you have besides big breasts?"

"So," Su Qingyi flew to Wen Jianya with her sword and said seriously, "I can't let Master suffer like this."

system:"…"

Su Qingyi, you are very good at self-deprecating.

When Su Qingyi landed in front of Qin Zichen's hut, she hesitated. After thinking about it, she still walked to the door and said seriously, "Master."

There was no response from the room, Su Qingyi frowned: "Master?"

There was still no response, but Su Qingyi had clearly felt Qin Zichen's breath. She decisively kicked the door open and said in shock, "Master!"

Startled by her kick, Qin Zichen slowly raised his head from the chess table and opened his hazy eyes.

He hadn't been so weak for so many years, monks generally don't need to sleep, especially a high-level monk like him, but at this moment, he fell asleep while reading a book, and he didn't even hear Su Qingyi's call.

Su Qingyi looked at his state and immediately understood his weakness at the moment. For a while, she felt guilty and knelt down on the spot: "Master..."

As she spoke, she didn't know what she was trying to say, what she was saying, and she lowered her head and said, "It's my disciple's fault. Please master to punish... It's my disciple's rashness, who fell into other people's tricks and lost their spiritual roots. It was the disciple who didn't know the master's love for the disciple's Quanquan, so he insisted on cultivating immortals arrogantly, and let the master make such a decision..."

"I don't blame you." Qin Zichen had a headache, rubbed his temples, and said gently, "Qingyi, get up."

"Master..." Su Qingyi didn't get up, her whole body was shaking. Qin Zichen sighed and walked barefoot in front of her.

He didn't wear a jade crown, he had loose black hair and a wide white robe. Because he had just woken up, his clothes were still a little messy, revealing his slender bones and white chest. He is very thin, and from the wide robe, you can see his long and white arms, which are like white jade carvings, so perfect that they do not look like real people.

He looked down at her who was kneeling in front of him, and said gently, "Qingyi, stand up."

Su Qingyi looked up at him, his expression was indifferent, with a trace of warmth hidden in his eyes, silently watching her face. She was a little unsure that the person in front of her was Qin Zichen. Seeing that she couldn't get up, Qin Zichen sighed, held her arm, and helped her up.

His hands were cold, and he could feel the cold on his body through his clothes. Seeing her shaking slightly, he hurriedly retracted his hand, and said lightly, "Is it cold enough for you?"

As he said that, he raised his hand, as if to change the temperature of the room, Su Qingyi hurriedly put down a magic formula, pressed Qin Zichen and said, "Master, don't waste your spiritual energy..."

Qin Zichen was stunned for a while, then seemed a little disappointed, and sighed: "It will take some time to cultivate."

"Master..." Su Qingyi hesitated, "Why are you..."

She didn't say the rest, but Qin Zichen understood.

Why are you being so nice to her? Just because it's his apprentice?

No, it's not.

The words rolled around on his lips, but they were still suppressed. He knows her too well. If she likes someone, she will never hide it. Her eyes and her words will definitely be full of love for that person. If she doesn't like each other, forcing them will only make the two sides further and further apart.

So he was silent, and after a long time, finally said: "I promised you that I will protect you on the right path. Besides, you are my apprentice, my chief apprentice, my first apprentice, I hope she can live well ."

"But... such a price..." Su Qingyi was a little difficult: "It's too big. The disciple can't repay it."

"I don't need your repayment," Qin Zichen said in a low voice, "Qingyi, I hope you have a good life. If you can ascend with me and honor my Heavenly Sword Sect, this is the best reward."

Hearing this, Su Qingyi finally let go of her heart a lot. It seemed that she had found a direction and said earnestly, "Master, rest assured, I will never fail Master's expectations."

Qin Zichen nodded and looked up at her. The little girl under the moonlight has a firm gaze and looks similar to that of the year, but the years have made her a lot more gentle. The wind blew her hair flying, tangled with his, and blew on her cheeks. He couldn't help raising his hand and gently tucked her hair behind his ear before realizing what he had done. He pretended to be calm and looked at Su Qingyi, who was stunned, and said lightly, "It's messed up."

is messed up.

Su Qingyi thought about it, and was confused.

The two were speechless for a while, and after a long time, Qin Zichen finally remembered what to say, turned around and went to his bookcase, took a book from it, and said in a flat tone: "If you don't come to me, I'm going to find you too. Take this book of "Spiritual Fusion" and read it carefully, this is about your spiritual roots, you must be serious."

As he said that, he tore off the cover, crumpled it into a ball of paper, and threw it aside before handing the book to Su Qingyi.

"I am the Thunder Spirit Heavenly Spirit Root, with the hidden Ice Spirit Root attached, which is more than twice the size of ordinary people. Now it is divided into two halves. In fact, it is just a change from a so-called genius to an ordinary person. But I myself have no The upper sword body has entered the Mahayana again, how the aptitude of the spiritual root has little effect on me, I just need to ensure that nothing goes wrong."

"The most critical part of the spirit fusion technique is the recovery time of the spiritual root. I forcibly split it open. The spiritual root is actually in a damaged state. There are problems with the absorption and operation of spiritual power. How to recover is very important. This book records in detail. I have learned the methods of restoring spiritual roots, including the technique of double cultivation. This is the fastest way to restore, but it is not the only way. If you don't want to, you don't need to go to this step, you don't have to worry. Things are necessary, even if you don't want to, but this is the biggest concession."

Qin Zichen looked up at her and said seriously, "I'm sorry I didn't inform you beforehand."

"It's all right." Su Qingyi held the book and said indifferently, "It was I who forcibly wanted to cultivate immortals. Master made such a huge sacrifice, and my disciple is not someone who is ungrateful and ungrateful."

Qin Zichen didn't speak, he suddenly felt a little sad in his heart.

If it wasn't him today, if it was anyone else, would she be willing too?

Once a thought arises, it never goes down.

He closed his eyes, calmed down, and said lightly, "Go back."

"Goodbye, my disciple." Su Qingyi respectfully saluted, then turned to leave.

That night, she read the Fusion Spirit Art carefully, and as soon as Song Han entered the room and saw the book, his expression changed. However, he endured it, snorted, and turned to leave.

After reading the complete book carefully, Su Qingyi couldn't help but feel a little bit in her heart.

In this spirit fusion technique, almost all damages are suffered by those who come out of the spiritual root. Because Qin Zichen's body is the main spiritual root, while Su Qingyi's body is only a secondary spiritual root, all the pain after the separation of the spiritual root is borne by Qin Zichen alone. It will operate the spiritual power as if it were not separated, thereby reducing the pain of the main spiritual root and speeding up the growth and recovery of the two spiritual roots.

Qin Zichen said that there is no need for double cultivation, and it was exchanged for his pain.

Su Qingyi's heart sank, and she immediately went to ask Jianya. When she arrived at the door of the hut, before entering, she heard Qin Zichen's muffled groan. Su Qingyi broke through the door directly, and saw Qin Zichen lying on the edge of the table panting heavily, his face turned pale, his spiritual energy fluctuating around him, he supported himself with his hands, as if he didn't want her to see this embarrassment, shut up He looked up and said, "Go out."

"Qin Zichen..." Su Qingyi's voice trembled slightly, but for a moment he forgot his honorary title and called out his name directly.

Qin Zichen trembled and shouted, "I'll let you out!"

Su Qingyi didn't speak, she walked up to him and held him down. As if he knew what she was going to do, Qin Zichen desperately turned his head and pushed her away, but at the moment he was too weak, so weak that he didn't even have the strength to push her away, so she held down his hands and pressed him to the ground.

The hand that usually wielded a heavy sword of hundreds of pounds was finally useful at this moment, she pressed him, looked at him breathing slightly, and said coldly: "You and I are both cultivators, since we have cultivated this spiritual fusion technique. , there is no need to be so hypocritical."

"Get away from me!" Qin Zichen roared loudly, seemingly unbearable.

He likes her and is willing to kiss her, touch her, be with her. However, it is not willing to do so.

Can anyone do it?

Is it possible for anyone?

"He has a warm spirit grass in his sleeve. It is estimated that he wants to use it for you when he is better. You can use it for him."

The system suddenly spoke, reminding Su Qingyi that Su Qingyi touched his clothes expressionlessly and took out the warm grass.

She has heard of this kind of spirit grass, which is very helpful to the spirit root. It was originally used to wash the spirit root. If the spirit root is injured, it is also excellent for recovery. This was originally brought back to her by Qin Zichen. He wanted to find this warm grass for what he said before.

Even if such a master is embarrassed and embarrassed, how can he let him bear the pain that should be hers alone?

Su Qingyi fixed her gaze, held him tightly, and put Wen Lingcao to her mouth. Watching her movements, Qin Zichen immediately lowered his eyes and said coldly, "I don't need to do this..."

"I need it." Su Qingyi put Wen Lingcao into her mouth, then lowered her head and kissed Qin Zichen's lips.

His lips were as cold as his own, with the fragrance of plum blossoms. As soon as Su Qingyi kissed her, the spiritual energy in her body rushed towards Qin Zichen's dantian. Su Qingyi was running the spiritual power, and controlled to send the medicinal power emitted by the Warm Spirit Grass into Qin Zichen's body. Perhaps the pain was too long, the sudden comfort made Qin Zichen let out a low moan, and his body couldn't help softening. His clear voice was a little hoarse, like a cat's tail swept across Su Qingyi's heart, she couldn't hold back for a while, and stuck her tongue in.

His tongue was soft and slippery, and as soon as she put it in, she was tightly wrapped around him, sucking her desperately.

The aura passed from Su Qingyi's tongue to Qin Zichen's dantian with the potency of the medicine, and returned after wandering for a week. The spiritual energy of the two seemed to be integrated into one, spinning between the two spiritual roots. Every time they revolved, the rioting state of the spiritual roots became much more stable.

The feeling of the spiritual energy filling the meridians was originally meant to make the monk feel comfortable. At this moment, coupled with the shivering feeling caused by the entanglement of the two tongues, Su Qingyi only felt that her whole body softened, and a numbness ran up her spine.

Qin Zichen seemed to have recovered a lot, but suddenly he turned over and pressed her under him, hugging her tightly. They seemed to be fused together, the white robes were rolled together, the black hair was intertwined, and the voices were intertwined. Qin Zichen felt that his mind was blank, only the softness and sweetness in his mouth hit his nerves again and again.

He seemed to know what he was doing, but he didn't seem to know what he was doing.

He didn't dare to do anything else, he only dared to hug her, tighten a little bit, listen to the other party's breathing, let her play coquettishly in his mouth, wrap around him, and whisper his name out of his mouth: " Zichen."

It's just a kiss, and it's already crazy. Both of them have a blank mind, only luck and entanglement.

The effect of Wenlingcao was really good, and when all the medicinal effects were fully exerted, Qin Zichen's spiritual roots were completely stabilized.

He was so reluctant, but he could no longer find a reason, so he could only let go of her, raised his body, and quietly watched the girl under him.

Her clothes were a little messy, slightly open, and she could see the white skin under the clothes. Under the moonlight, her eyes were blurred and dazed, as if full of water. There were still tears in the corners of his eyes, which made people feel pity. He suppressed the urge to lower his head and kiss her, raised his hand, wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes, and said hoarsely, "I cried."

Hearing his words, Su Qingyi reacted suddenly, grabbed Qin Zichen's sleeve, and said anxiously: "Master, don't feel guilty, this is what I should do, cultivators are not careful, this matter is up to you and me. Words are nothing but a practice!"

Qin Zichen didn't speak, he pressed her on top of her, but it seemed like a basin of cold water was pouring down. All the enthusiasm cooled down quickly, he lowered his eyebrows, nodded, slowly got up and said, "With the help of Warm Spirit Grass, there is no serious problem for the teacher for the time being, and this is not necessary in the future."

Su Qingyi also got up and nodded, the atmosphere became awkward. After a long time, Qin Zichen rubbed his sleeves and hesitated, but still took out a Naxu ring. This Naxu ring is very simple, with a lustrous white body, embellished with a bright stone, it looks a bit like the diamond in Su Qingyi's memory, but it exudes a faint fairy spirit, obviously not ordinary.

"I walked in a hurry before, and I didn't leave you with some self-defense magic weapons. In this Naxu Ring are some magic tools and spiritual stones that I have prepared for you, you should take them."

"Yes." Su Qingyi stepped forward obediently, and was about to take it, but Qin Zichen suddenly held her hand. Su Qingyi's heart trembled, but when she saw the person in front of her, her face was calm and calm. Holding her hand, she put on the ring. up her ring finger.

"This ring was originally used by me before. When I put on that finger, it will automatically change in size, and then I can't take it off. If the spiritual power is not enough during battle, there is no need to take the spar from the ring. This ring will automatically transform the spar. I will give you spiritual power. This ring was forged by the master who took the Kunlun Xuanjing and gave it to you now. I hope you will cherish it."

Hearing this, Su Qingyi nodded solemnly, comforting herself constantly, Qin Zichen is a person in the realm of self-cultivation and doesn't know what it means to wear it on the ring finger...

And Qin Zichen watched her look down at his hand, and couldn't help but have some smiles in his eyes.

"Good-looking." He praised softly, his voice in the wind, it seemed to bring the warmth of spring.

As soon as Su Qingyi looked up, she saw those bright eyes, with a slight tenderness and a smile, cast a stone in her heart, and then let the ripples go round and round.

It was at this time that Xue Ziyu's voice came from outside the house: "Peak Master, Uncle Feng Ning is missing."

At the same time, the system suddenly issued a task.

[Task name: Save Penglai]

Get Rewards: 2000 Points

Suggested equipment: Qin Zichen, Song Han

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