Shang Lu clamored to tell Ji Ting that he was his elder brother, but was ruthlessly suppressed by Duan Duan. Shanglu lay on the ground and struggled for a moment, looking at the discontinuity above with tears in his eyes: "Even if you beat me up, it won't affect the fact that I am the elder brother."
"... Who is going to beat you up, I just don't want you to talk nonsense." Duan coughed.
Shang Lu stared: "This mirror has already said that I am an elder brother, how could it be nonsense?!"
"Anyway, you are not allowed to talk nonsense about this matter, or I will ignore you!" Duan looked at him dissatisfied.
Shanglu was silent for a moment, then sighed and said, "Okay, I won't say anything, just let me go."
Duan looked at him suspiciously for a moment, and finally let go of him. As a result, as soon as the man was let go, he was like a fish entering the water. . Shang Lu laughed so hard that he couldn't straighten up, panting and looking at Diduan: "Is that why you don't want to be a younger brother?"
... Whoever has been an older brother for thousands of years will not suddenly want to be a younger brother.
"Okay, hurry up and choose a gift for Master, we have to go out to meditate after we finish." Shang Lu patted his arm generously.
Duan didn't believe his nonsense anymore, even if he let him go, he still looked wary. Shanglu really didn't intend to sneak out, after all, he wanted to say that there were plenty of opportunities for this matter, and he wasn't in a hurry.
"Duduu, why don't you give this to Master!" Shang Lu held a bundle of red strings with bright eyes.
After a pause, he frowned: "What is this?"
"The red string that controls the marriage is said to be tied to the wrists of a man and a woman, and the two can have a marriage." Shang Lu thought about it.
Suspension of instinctive disgust: "What are you doing for Master?"
"Master is so old, and I don't see her favoring anyone. If she has someone in her heart, she can use this to tie him up. Isn't it equivalent to giving Master a marriage?" Shang Lu thought more and more. Makes sense, everyone is excited.
Xu Duan looked at him coldly: "No one in this world is worthy of Master, throw that thing away, and don't let me see it again."
"Hey, in your eyes, Master is naturally the best, but apart from marriage, this thing also has the effect of telepathy, which is not telepathy. It's just that once bound, if one party is in danger, the other will quickly appreciate it." I know...well, the master is so strong, so he probably won't need it." Shang Lu said regretfully.
But Duan's heart moved, and he urged lightly on his face: "Don't worry about the red rope, go find something else."
"… Oh."
Shang Lu dropped the red rope in a lack of interest, turned around and searched elsewhere. As soon as he left, Duduan stood there for a moment, and with a flick of his fingertips, he quietly took the red rope into his hand, put it in his arms, and turned around to look for it as if nothing had happened.
The two of them worked in the Qiankun bag for a long time, and finally picked out an ancient artifact. When the old man saw what they had chosen, he snorted with a toothache: "There are not many rare things in my bag, but you Find the best way."
"Master Fallen Immortal is the most generous." Shang Lu put a high hat on him with a smile.
The old man squinted at him: "Stop talking sweet words to me, it's getting late, don't you guys still have to go to the temple? Get out of here, don't bother me here."
"I know, I know!" Shanglu said, offering the Qiankun bag with both hands.
The old man refused to pick it up: "You take it first, if it's okay, you and Duan Duan help the old man go in and tidy up."
Shanglu understood immediately, and immediately nodded clearly. His master of the Fallen Immortal is the most duplicity, probably because he wants them to choose a few more favorites, so he refuses to take it back now.
"What if we see something again?" He asked jokingly.
The old man snorted coldly: "I don't know how many babies I have here, would I care about you?"
"Thank you, Fallen Immortal Master!" Shang Lu thanked happily, then turned to look at Duan, "Let's go."
After a pause, he said to Shanglu: "I have something to say to Master Fallen Immortal, you go out first."
"Oh." Shang Lu didn't ask what he wanted to say, and went out directly after hearing the words.
The old man waited when he heard Xuduan's words, and raised his eyebrows when he looked at him: "What do you want to say?"
"The apprentice took one more thing in the Qiankun bag... Can Master Fallen Immortal give it to me?" Duan took out the red string, looking a little embarrassed, he was already a little embarrassed to beg for things from the Fallen Immortal one after another.
The old man paused when he saw the red rope, and then looked at him with interest: "Which girl are you interested in?"
"...No," the discontinuity paused after finishing speaking, "It's just that Shanglu said that if one of the two people who tied this thing is in danger, the other will be able to detect it. I, I think this thing can always be used of."
The last time Master appeared in front of his eyes covered in blood, although it was nearly a thousand years ago, but every time he thought about it, the fear in his heart still remained undiminished, so he thought about using it with Master, so that she would have more blood in the future. Dangerous, I can still help a little bit.
The old man misunderstood: "Are you planning to use it with Shanglu? But this thing is only useful for mortals. Although you are still mortal, your cultivation is close to ascending, so I'm afraid it won't have any effect."
It's useless to them, and it's even useless to Master? Duan was disappointed, and wanted to return the red rope to the old man immediately, but was pushed out by the old man: "I'm going to Donghai to drink later, you guys hurry up."
Duan had no choice but to stuff the red rope back into his arms, and went back to the temple with Shanglu who had been waiting outside.
As soon as he got back to the temple, Diandu went to Xun Ji to listen. Shang Lu followed, and stopped after walking a few steps: "What are you following me for?"
"Aren't you going to give Master a gift? I'll go too." Shanglu said carelessly.
Duan Duan pursed his lips: "I want to send it, not you, what are you going to do?"
"... I chose an afternoon with you!" Shanglu stared.
Duan snorted softly: "So what, anyway, you are not allowed to follow."
Shang Lu was very dissatisfied with his behavior of killing donkeys. After a moment of silence, his eyes lit up: "Are you afraid that I will tell Master that I am the elder brother?"
If he hadn't mentioned it at this moment, Xu Duan would have almost forgotten about it, and snorted softly when he heard this: "If you know it, hurry up and leave, don't tell Master about it."
"Be careful, I'll go back first, you can go to the master." Shang Lu looked at him proudly, turned and went back to his side hall.
A smile flashed in Duan Duan's eyes, and he turned to look for Ji Ting.
Ji Ting was sitting in front of the hall watching the billowing clouds and smoke, when suddenly a jade pendant was handed to her, she blinked her eyes, and took the jade pendant over: "The ancient artifact, is it a good thing, it was given to you by the Fallen Immortal?"
"... Well, does Master like it?" Duan Duan stood beside her nervously.
Ji Ting smiled: "The tentacles are warm, I like it."
"Then I will give it to Master." Duan immediately said.
Ji Ting paused: "This thing will help you practice, what can you do for me?"
"Xuan Duan already has the best jade pendant in the world, this is the second best for Master, as long as Master doesn't dislike it." said Diu Duan, lowering his head, lovingly stroking the jade pendant around his waist.
Ji Ting couldn't help laughing: "Although my jade pendant has some spiritual power, it is not enough to look at compared to ancient artifacts. If the fallen immortal knows that you think his is not as good as mine, he will definitely die of anger."
"Xu Duan really thinks so." Xu Duan said something in a low voice, and when he raised his head, Ji Ting's round and fair earballs suddenly fell into his eyes, he paused for a moment, only to feel that something flashed in his heart, Then the heart became numb.
Ji Ting looked at him strangely: "Why are you in a daze?"
"...I was thinking about how to persuade Master to accept the discontinuity." Diuduan said without changing his face, but the roots of his ears turned red.
Ji Ting hung the jade pendant around his waist with a smile, and the small jade pendant immediately glowed brightly: "No need to persuade, Master is willing to accept Duan Duan's heart."
"Thank you." Duan Duan smiled, with crooked eyebrows and eyes.
Ji Ting pinched his face, and seeing him standing there obediently, he suddenly felt a little melancholy: "It's been so many years, and you're still the same, but Shanglu has changed a lot."
"What's up with him?"
Ji Ting sighed: "It seems that I have grown up. Although I like to follow behind my deity as before, I am not as close as before. I am not even allowed to pinch my face."
"It doesn't matter, master can pinch the Dixa, and Diu Dua likes to be close to Master." Diu Dua said, carefully grabbed a streamer on her body, and then smiled happily.
Ji Ting patted his hand amusedly: "It's not big or small, when will I grow up?"
"Xu Duan is in front of Master, I hope he will never grow up." Diu Duan looked serious.
Ji Ting responded with a smile, and the two chatted in a good atmosphere. And Shang Lu in the side hall finally felt bored, wandered around the side hall a few times, and finally focused on the Qiankun bag.
He only saw half of the bronze mirror just now, because he forgot about his elder brother and younger brother, and he hadn't had time to see his parents' faces. Shang Lu rubbed his hands together with interest, and instantly jumped into the bag, restarted the bronze mirror whose screen was still paused, and continued to watch the things about his childhood.
When Duan Duan found it, he had already read all the content, and sat on the bed in a daze in a daze. Duan frowned: "What's wrong?"
"Dudu..." Shanglu saw his eyes flushed, "I saw my parents."
Looking at him continuously, his heart skipped a beat: "What's wrong?"
With a swipe of Shang Lu's fingertips, a phantom image appeared between the two of them, and the picture of the two of them when they were just born appeared on it. Continuously watching the human race in the picture being slaughtered by the demons, watching the woman who is five points similar to him and Shanglu being torn into pieces to protect the baby, watching the very heroic man feed them Tianyu Pill with red eyes, Then he died with an attacking demon clan.
They looked at this scene that they had never seen before, as if they were reading someone else's story, but the woman's loving whisper, the man's painful roar, and the baby's ignorant cry all reminded them who this war was related to.
The picture became more and more transparent, and finally turned into a puff of white smoke and dissipated. Shanglu lowered his eyes intermittently, and said with tears: "I didn't expect that none of my parents and clan would end well, and I was ignorant at the beginning. When I was young, I even resented my parents for abandoning me, which is really unreasonable."
"Thousands of years have passed since this matter, so you should be relieved." Duan said lightly.
Shang Lu sniffed: "Thousands of years have passed, but those demons must still be alive, so let's take revenge."
"Do you know why Master hasn't told us these things all these years?" Duan looked at him.
Shang Lu was stunned for a moment: "Why?"
"Firstly, we are too young to be instilled with hatred. Secondly... we don't have the strength to take revenge. Why don't we wait a while until we are out of the mortal womb." Duan was surprisingly calm.
Shang Lu stared at him blankly: "But... don't you hate it?"
"Hate, but it should also be realistic." After the discontinuity, he was silent for a long time, then lowered his eyes and said, "You should rest, work harder in the future, and seek revenge from the demons one day."
After he finished speaking, he turned and walked out. When he was about to reach the door, Shanglu suddenly called him: "Dudu."
Xu Duan paused, without looking back: "What?"
"...the demons are immortal. Compared with our clansmen, they have lived thousands of years longer." Shanglu's voice trembled slightly.
Duan looked back at him, met his slightly red eyes, and walked out of the side hall after a moment of silence. He walked in the direction of Qinxue Garden alone, and he was very calm all the way. Only after entering the garden, did he look at his slightly trembling hands.
I didn't feel sleepy all night, tossing and turning, my mother's desperate eyes before death, and Shang Lu's last eyes were all in my mind. Xuduan was always restless in his heart, until there was a slight light in the sky, he got up and went directly to the side hall.
It was still cool in the early morning, and the little fairies who came and went were quiet. After seeing the break, they just bowed cautiously and did not come forward to chat. After so many years, because of Ji Ting's emphasis on Diu Duan, they also began to take him seriously, but Diu Duu's temper was cold, and they didn't dare to talk too much in front of him.
Duan ignored these people as usual, went directly to Shanglu's bedroom, knocked on the door a few times but got no response, felt a thump in his heart, pushed the door open and rushed in—
no one.
Duan Duan searched the bedroom with a cold face, but couldn't find anyone, even the Qiankun bag given by the Fallen Immortal disappeared, and finally saw a note on the table, which was obviously addressed to him. After seeing Shanglu go to the Demon Realm alone, a trace of hostility flashed in Dixuan's eyes, and the note spontaneously ignited in his hand.
When he came out of Shanglu's bedroom, he was already calm, and when he met Xiaoxian'e on the way, he called one over: "If God asks about Shanglu and me, tell her that we have already descended to the fallen immortal. "Master has just recovered from his injury for a few years, so he can't let Master follow in danger.
"… Yes."
After finishing the instructions, he took the Xuting sword with a sullen face, and went directly to the Demon Realm.
…
Ji Ting woke up early in the morning, feeling restless. The last time she had this feeling was when Shanglu and Diandu were detained in the Fallen Immortal. She dared not ignore this intuition, so she asked someone to invite Shanglu and Diandu, He planned to ask them not to run around for the next two days, and wait for her feeling to disappear.
The little Xian'e who went to invite people came back soon, and brought Xian'e who had talked with Xuduan this morning. Xian'e bowed her knees and saluted after seeing Ji Ting: "God, Shanglu and Xuduan have gone to Fallen Immortal Zun There, Xuduan specially told Xiaoxian to tell you their whereabouts when the God asks."
"Well, you go down." Ji Ting nodded lightly, and when everyone left, his face darkened instantly, and he figured out where these two guys went with his fingers.
After a while, when it was found out that they were in the Demon Realm at the moment, Ji Ting's face changed and he went there immediately.
When she arrived in the Demon Realm, corpses littered the field as far as she could see, and there were wailing and angry voices everywhere, and there was the sound of fighting not far away. When Ji Ting saw these injured demons, his heart skipped a beat, and when he heard Shanglu's roar from a distance, he dodged past without even thinking about it.
When she just landed next to Shang Lu, a ray of light struck, and she dispelled it without even thinking about it, and slapped him back a few steps.
"Master?" Shang Lu, who was half kneeling on the ground, looked at her in surprise.
Ji Ting looked over with a cold face, saw that half of his face had been ruined beyond recognition, and at the moment there was a scorched and oozing wound blocking his original appearance, a hint of annoyance flashed across his eyes, and he looked at the wobbly standing not far away. Continued, even more angry: "You guys are so brave, who allowed you to come to the devil world?!"
"We are here to avenge the annihilation of the clan!" Shang Lu spat out a mouthful of blood, as if he did not regret his impulse at all.
Ji Ting was stunned for a moment: "How do you know..."
"Don't worry about how we know, we know anyway," Shang Lu's eyes turned red, "This is the man who led the demons to kill my parents and my clan. I must avenge this revenge!"
The devil sneered when he heard the words: "Revenge? You can't resist me with a magic weapon with a Qiankun bag. What qualifications do you have to say that you want revenge?" He said, crushing the Qiankun bag in his hand into powder.
Ji Ting knew at a glance that the magical weapons were all used up. No wonder these two brats were able to make such a big commotion in the devil world. It turned out that it was because of the magical weapons.
She took a deep breath, flicked her sleeves around Dianduan's waist, and pulled him behind her. Dixuan spat out another mouthful of blood while moving, and was barely supported by Shang Lu so he didn't fall down. From the beginning to the end, his eyes were on Ji Ting, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
"Your Highness the Demon King, today's incident happened suddenly, and I didn't expect that these two villains would come to trouble you, but the reason why they came was also because of the sins committed by His Highness the Demon King, so please don't worry about today's incident. Let the deity take them back." Ji Ting looked at the Demon King.
Upon hearing this, Shang Lu immediately wanted to say something dissatisfied, but was pulled back by the duan, he could only hold back and shut his mouth.
The Demon King looked at Ji Ting coldly: "Shangshen made a good idea. They destroyed half of my Demon Realm with their weapons, but they left as soon as they said they would. Do you think there is no one in my Demon Realm?"
"Then what is your Highness planning?" Ji Ting looked at him indifferently.
The devil raised the corners of his lips: "Keep their lives."
Ji Ting smiled, and suddenly attacked the Demon King. The Demon King retreated suddenly, and then thousands of troops and horses stepped out of the void, rushing towards Ji Ting and the others. Ji Ting immediately cast an enchantment on the two seriously injured children, and then fought among thousands of troops.
Xuduan wanted to rush over to help without even thinking about it, but was blocked by the barrier. He held Xuduan to support himself, gritted his teeth and slashed towards the barrier. Seeing that Ji Ting was besieged among thousands of demons, Shanglu finally started to get scared, and he also learned how to cut the barrier one by one, wanting to shatter the barrier as soon as possible to help.
Ji Ting noticed that they were moving the barrier, but because he had no time to take care of it, he could only let them go. Knowing that he was not as good as Ji Ting, the Demon King shamelessly adopted the crowd tactics, letting the demons fight her one after another, intending to use up her spiritual power before going on the stage in person.
Ji Ting knew his plan, but he couldn't avoid it. In fact, the wound left by killing the demon dragon nine hundred years ago has not healed. Now it is not easy to fight as before, but now there is no room for negotiation with the demon king, and they can only be beaten until they are convinced.
This day was a bloody storm in the demon world, with rivers of blood flowing everywhere, even the demons who were used to the smell of blood were shocked by the smell in the air today.
The enchantment could not be cut through, and Ji Ting had reached her limit, especially after the Demon King took out the artifact that was previously confiscated from Shanglu, she could only support it with difficulty. After being injured by an ancient artifact again, Ji Ting fell heavily to the ground, holding onto the ground and spitting out a mouthful of blood.
"Master!" Xu Duan's eyes turned red immediately, and Xu Duan's sword was shining with a faint green light.
The Demon King walked up to Ji Ting and pointed his trident contemptuously at Ji Ting: "I heard that Shangshen Neidan is ten thousand times stronger than Tianyu Pill. I missed Tianyu Pill in the past, but I didn't expect a better one to come to my door now. It's not in vain. I have just exhausted all the power of the demons and captured you, Ji Shangshen."
"Killing God, do you know what crime it is?" Ji Ting looked at him coldly.
The Demon King chuckled: "When you are all dead, no one will know that I killed the God." After he finished speaking, the trident stabbed at Ji Ting without hesitation.
Ji Ting dodges, holding his breath and fighting him again. The devil didn't expect that she would still have such great strength after being injured. The moment he realized that he could not win, he turned his eyes and stabbed Phykola in the barrier with a trident.
His trident is also an ancient artifact that he just obtained. It is still very easy to pierce a barrier. Ji Ting was startled and rushed towards this side immediately, but unexpectedly, the devil smiled triumphantly and suddenly changed direction to stab Ji Ting. He was impaled on the body by accident.
The blood mist sprayed instantly, and Shang Lu's eyes widened in a daze, Ji Ting's falling figure was reflected in his pupils.
"Master!" Xuduan roared out heart-piercingly, and Xuduan heard the blue light on the sword wrap around him at the same time, and the barrier shattered in response.
When the Demon King pulled out his trident and was about to stab Ji Ting again, a figure snatched Ji Ting away, and another figure wrestled with him with the Moon Shadow Knife.
"Master...Master..." Duduan carefully hugged Ji Ting, his eyes were full of despair.
When Ji Ting opened his mouth, blood overflowed, and light spots gradually appeared on his body. Panting for breath, she grasped Xuduan's hand and said softly: "Don't be afraid..."
"Master! Don't, don't..." I begged her continuously, but I didn't know what I was begging for, only tears kept overflowing.
Ji Ting wiped his tears for him distressedly, but wiped her own blood on his face, she sighed softly: "Master is useless...Master, I can't protect you..."
As soon as she finished speaking, Shanglu was knocked to the ground. When she saw that the Demon King was about to stab Shanglu, she shot out the last trace of spiritual energy, and knocked the Demon King's halberd in the wrong direction. Shang Lu rolled around on the ground, roaring and rushed towards the Demon King again, Ji Ting closed his eyes weakly, listening to the desperate roar in his ears, he sighed in his throat.
Before she completely lost consciousness, she vaguely heard the voice of the Fallen Immortal coming, and a hanging heart finally let go. The Demon King has already consumed a lot, and now that the Fallen Immortal is here, the lives of her two apprentices are finally about to be saved.
Staring at Ji Ting's hand in a daze, he suddenly calmed down for some reason, everything seemed unreal. After a while, he called softly: "Master?"
Ji Ting's response to him was that countless light spots appeared in his body, floating towards the sky. When a god falls, he will often become a star in the sky, which will exist forever for thousands of years.
With a shudder in his heart, he suddenly got up and went side by side to the Bu Xiangsheng Formation, trying to gather all the souls that Ji Ting had shattered.
After the Fallen Immortal repelled the Demon King, he walked towards this side with Shang Lu on his arm. Seeing the discontinuity forming a formation like a madman, a trace of unbearableness flashed in his eyes: "Duduan, the reincarnation formation can gather souls, but it is useless to Shangshen , don’t waste your efforts.” What’s more, he has never succeeded.
The continuum seemed to be inaudible, repeating it repeatedly with red eyes, Shang Lu wanted to step forward, but was held back by the Fallen Immortal, so he could only watch the continuum repeating over and over again with red eyes.
The sky in the Demon Realm is red, it is still bright, but it gives people a feeling of darkness, the bone-eating coolness gradually surges up, but there is a lot of sweat on the broken forehead. The Fallen Immortal sighed, and was about to leave with Shang Lu who was about to faint, but as soon as he turned around, he looked at Ji Ting with feeling.
I saw that the previously floating light spots suddenly gathered together again, gradually forming Ji Ting's phantom floating above his body, and there was also a cyan trace formed by hostility on the broken forehead.
He actually practiced the reincarnation formation... No, this is not the reincarnation formation, the rebirth formation can only gather the souls of mortals, but this formation can gather the souls of the gods together. Fallen Immortal looked at Xuduan in shock, and frowned suddenly after seeing the marks on his forehead: "Xuduu, are you insane?"
"Master Fallen Immortal, Master's soul has gathered, what should I do next?" Duan looked at Fallen Immortal with indifference in his eyes.
The Fallen Immortal knew that now was not the time to worry about continuing to be obsessed, so he immediately stepped forward to check Ji Ting's soul, thought for a while and said: "Ji Ting is a mortal who becomes a god, and the soul naturally needs to be raised with a mortal womb, why not first They will be raised together for hundreds of years, and then the soul will be put into the Tao of reincarnation to be raised for the next life, and the body will be repaired on the Ten Thousand Years Shenmu, and the soul will be absorbed when the time is right."
"Listen to Master Fallen Immortal." Duan knelt down and saluted him with a pale face.
Fallen Immortal held him by the arm: "You and Shang Lu go back to rest, and I will do the rest."
"Master of the Fallen Immortal..."
"Be obedient, or I won't care about it." The Fallen Immortal looked serious.
Duan was silent for a moment, took out the red rope from his arms with trembling fingertips, tied one end to his wrist, and tied the other end to Ji Ting's unconscious spirit, the red rope disappeared the moment it was tied to the two of them. Under the shocked eyes of the Fallen Immortal, he looked at Ji Ting's soul devoutly: "Master, go to reincarnate first, and I will go to find you soon."
After finishing speaking, he looked at the Fallen Immortal: "Master Fallen Immortal, please forgive me."
Fallen Immortal's heart was still torn apart, and he wanted to continue to pay too much attention to Ji Ting before, as if he understood something, he put Ji Ting's body and soul away in shock, and then sent the continued and Shang Lu back to the temple After recovering from his injuries, he rushed to resettle Ji Ting.
Hundreds of years passed in a blink of an eye.
In order for Ji Ting to take good care of her for the rest of her life, the Fallen Immortal specially chose the status of a human royal family for her, and then put her body on a sacred tree to raise her.
When recuperating continuously, what he did the most throughout the day was to stand in front of the master's body and soul. After hundreds of years, when Ji Ting's soul was reincarnated, he used the mirror of heaven and earth to look at a certain place in the human palace. woman.
He was dissatisfied that Ji Ting was not born as a concubine, but Ting Xian said that the woman who is pregnant with Ji Ting is the most favored concubine of the emperor in the world, and her children are more favored. Besides, the concubine's life is really extravagant. Rest assured.
Ten months later, Ji Ting was born. In order to make the emperors value her more, Duan deliberately turned into a dream and told her that she was the daughter of the prosperous age. If she is good, the dynasty will be good. If she is not good, the dynasty will lose. Within an hour of her birth, rain fell for arid regions. The flooded area was drained, and the dynasty supported the princess extremely for a while.
Duan Duan looked at these with satisfaction, watching Ji Ting grow up from a meat dumpling into a chubby little girl, from a baby in swaddling to a little bun who can stumble and walk, and occasionally couldn't help but miss it, and would secretly go to the palace, the whole day Ye looked at her sleeping face in a daze.
Seven years passed in a blink of an eye, and Ji Ting was also six years old. The Fallen Immortal couldn't bear to see the wasted time in the whole day, so he forcibly carried him back from the Heaven and Earth Mirror: "Ji Ting is very good, you have this spare time, let's get rid of the hostility on your forehead first, otherwise what will you do?" An accident happened suddenly, be careful not to see Ji Ting again!"
Duan Duan has no emotions at all, only when he hears the word Ji Ting will he react. Hearing the words of the Fallen Immortal now, the first reaction is that the master is now six years old, and a hundred years in the world is just a flick of a finger. If the master saw marks on his forehead when he came back, he must be worried.
"Teacher, I'm going to retreat now." After Duan Ningmei finished speaking, he turned around and went to Lingquan.
The Fallen Immortal was speechless, although he knew that it would be useful to use Ji Ting to press Diu Dua, but he never wanted to admit it in his heart, until now he had no choice but to use this trick... So Diu Duu really has that kind of affection for Ji Ting? When the Fallen Immortal thought of this, his head felt extremely big.
Like your own master, this is simply deceiving the master!
I don't know how complicated the fallen fairy's mood is at the moment. After entering the Lingquan, he can meditate and purify his anger. Although he has not yet ascended, he is only short of the door. Therefore, it is not a problem to retreat for hundreds of years without eating or drinking.
The hostility in the forehead dissipated very slowly, but it still gradually dissipated. After decades of going on like this, it will be completely eliminated. Unfortunately, just after eleven years of retreat, there seems to be something pulling on the wrist. Efforts are in vain.
A gleam of red light flashed in his eyes, and soon disappeared, and he went to the mortal world in silence. The red rope moved, indicating that Master was in danger and he had to get there as soon as possible.
On the way to find his master following the lead of the red rope, he used a magic weapon to check Ji Ting's life for the past ten years, but his face turned black instantly. After he retreated, the dynasty suddenly collapsed, and Ji Ting's status as a princess was completely lost. It was the people in the palace who desperately escorted her out to save her life.
However, this was just the beginning. Not long after leaving the palace, she was kidnapped and sold to a brothel, where she was forced to do hard labor. Because of her sensitive nature, she knew how to deliberately pretend to be ugly, so she was able to grow up safely. But not long ago, she was accidentally seen by the old bustard. , is now locked up, and is preparing to sell Chuye at a high price.
Seeing Ji Ting who was wearing a beautiful red dress and sitting helplessly by the bed, a coldness flashed in his eyes, he just wanted to kill those people in the brothel. But he held back in the end, not only because of the imminent catastrophe, but also because of Ji Ting.
If someone's life was injured because of her, I'm afraid her merits and virtues will also be lost, making it difficult to recuperate.
With a cold face on his face, he soon arrived at the brothel, and walked in after hiding the marks on his forehead. The old bustard was welcoming the guests warmly in front of the door. Seeing the extraordinary clothes on his body, she immediately went up to greet him happily: "Young master is a bit strange, is it the first time you come here? Waiting for the slave's house to ask a few more girls to accompany the young master, so that the young master will not be lonely all night long." .”
"No, I'm here to listen to the girl, don't let other people bother me." He continued to give her a dark look.
The old bustard was startled by him, and said awkwardly: "I heard that the girl has come to the stage, please come inside, sir."
After listening to the interruption, his eyes became colder, he pursed his lips and walked in, and saw Ji Ting who had just walked from the room to the stage at a glance.
Ji Ting stood on the stage timidly, looking down at a loss, although he had seen many girls on the stage when he was doing hard labor, but when he saw her, he was still very uneasy. She can't sing or dance, if she can't sell the price, will the madam beat her up
Ji Ting, who has been in the brothel for a long time and doesn't think prostitution is a big deal, is afraid that he will be beaten later. When she was feeling anxious, she suddenly met the eyes of a young man in the audience. She was stunned for a moment, first her right wrist felt hot, and then her heart trembled violently.
Ji Tingcong didn't know what it meant to be love at first sight, but after seeing this breezy young man, he suddenly understood, the embarrassment that didn't arise before, suddenly appeared now. It would be great if they didn't meet on this occasion.
"One hundred thousand taels!" A fat man suddenly asked the price.
Ji Ting was stunned for a moment and looked at the man, not knowing that he didn't know anything, why would someone be willing to spend so much money for her.
"Two hundred thousand!" Someone shouted again.
Ji Ting frowned slightly, and the puzzlement in his eyes became clearer. And her slightly wrinkled eyebrows made the people below even more fanatical.
Three hundred thousand taels.
Four hundred thousand taels.
Until 700,000 taels, finally no one challenged him anymore. The man got up proudly and was about to hold Ji Ting's hand when he heard an indifferent voice: "800,000 taels."
Immediately there was an uproar in the arena, and the madam was so excited that her heart almost jumped out.
"One million taels!" the man said angrily.
Duan Duan looked at him expressionlessly: "Mine is gold."
His words, like water drops in hot oil, exploded in an instant, Ji Ting stood on the stage sluggishly, and when he looked at him again, it was as if he was dreaming.
So... Is the person she fell in love with at first sight going to be her benefactor tonight
The author has something to say: Without gimmicks, they will really live in great harmony (it is impossible to write in detail, the review is strict, and there are many people who like to report, they will be reported wherever they are put, and they can only have clear soup and little water and soy sauce)