"I said nephew, you think too much." Qi Huan waved her hand, she admitted that there were some reasons why she was close to Dongyuan, but she was already an adult and knew how to distinguish her feelings, at least now She didn't like Dongyuan, she just kept obsessing over that very similar face.
As for whether she will like Dongyuan Qi Huan in the future, she just hopes that she can see him a few more times before leaving Shushan.
"Whatever you want." He kindly reminded him, but they didn't appreciate it at all, Ling Yunzi snorted and left first.
Qi Huan didn't mind either. She walked towards the guest room. Her original good mood was ruined by Qing Xiao's appearance. She didn't plan to go to the game in the afternoon. Dongyuan would definitely win anyway. Take this opportunity to get a good night's sleep.
After all, Shushan's bed was not as good as his own, and Qi Huan didn't even know that he still had the "problem" of loving the bed. After two nights of insomnia, she finally decided that she now has a storage bag, and she will take the bed with her wherever she goes in the future. It is convenient to push it down when she encounters a handsome guy. Of course, she just thinks about it, even if the handsome guy asks her to push it , she doesn't necessarily have that courage.
After closing the door, Qi Huan unbuttoned her clothes and threw them on the screen beside her, ready to undress and go to bed. Suddenly, a slight vibration came from her storage bag. Qi Huan opened the storage bag curiously and found that her uncle The very useful torn empty silk that I sent actually floated up by itself.
Seeing that Tear Kong Ling was getting bigger and bigger, as if it could fill the whole room, Qi Huan hurriedly made a trick to stop it. Because Tear Kong Ling has not been sacrificed, her magic formula is useless at all, and that thing is still expanding.
"What should I do?" Qi Huan was squeezed into the corner, holding his short hair in both hands with a worried expression, "Ah, yes, why am I so stupid." What else can I think of, just practice the practice directly.
Qi Huan stretched out her ten fingers to look left and right, and finally picked her right index finger. She was cruel and bit down on it. The pain was very painful, but there was no bleeding.
Another sip, it hasn't come out yet, and the last sip has finally broken, but the blood on the finger is not as strong as she imagined, and she managed to squeeze out a drop.
After the blood dripped onto the tearing empty silk, it finally calmed down. Just when Qi Huan thought it was all right, it suddenly turned around and wrapped around Qi Huan's body, and Qi Huan was entangled in an instant. At the same time, Qi Huan felt that his right hand became cold, as if something was flowing down.
Until she fainted, Qi Huan didn't know that it was the blood spurting from her hand that flowed down. God knows how a fifth of her body's blood "liquid" flowed out of that tiny wound.
After Qi Huan lost consciousness, with the gradual loss of blood, the Tai Chi map that had been lurking in her dantian suddenly revolved rapidly, and the subtle lightning and lightning in her eight extraordinary meridians quickly spread all over her body, blocking the tearing ribbon from the outside. . The two sides faced each other for a long time, and the tearing-empty silk that had been entangled around her gradually became smaller, and finally turned into a red strip of cloth that fell on Qi Huan's arm, and the thunder and lightning gradually disappeared.
In fact, the reason why Qi Huan lost too much blood was because he was poisoned by those cultivation novels. It is written in the book that the magic weapon is recognized as the master with a drop of blood. In fact, the blood must be refined through the Pill Fire sacrifice, otherwise the magic weapon is likely to be contaminated. For other magic weapons, if they are contaminated, the ability of the magic weapon will be reduced at most, and if it is more serious, the magic weapon will be destroyed. But Tear Kong Ling is not an ordinary magic weapon. As long as it sees blood, it will pounce on it until it absorbs all the blood. Fortunately, Qi Huan's body is rather special, otherwise she would have turned into a mummified corpse at this moment.
"Master, what's the matter?" The voice of the person who spoke had some vicissitudes, and it seemed to be an old man.
"I've lost the sense of tearing Kong Ling." The man's voice was very soft, with a hint of disappointment in his tone.
"Could it be that someone has sacrificed Tear Kong Ling, how is it possible?" Few people in the cultivation world can successfully sacrifice a magic weapon of Tear Kong Ling's level, and those who have the ability will not care about such a thing at all.
"No, there was an idiot who stained it with blood." The man's slender and fair fingers were hooked with a strip of white cloth, which at first glance looked exactly like Tear Kong Ling.
"You leave here first, so as not to be discovered by that person, I will find it myself."
"But… "
"The one who just came down is still in retreat. Even if the other little ones know who I am, what can they do to me!" The man snorted and stopped talking.
"Yes, then I'll go first, young master be careful."
After the people in the room left, the man stared at the cloth in his hand for a while, as if he sighed helplessly, then pushed open the door and walked out.
As soon as he went out, he found a riot in the front yard. Ling Yunzi was standing in the yard with an ugly face. He also held a pale woman in his arms. The woman was covered with a Clothes, and a group of Qingyun Sect disciples stood in the courtyard.
After a while, Yuan Hui, the elder of Shushan, led a group of people into the yard in a hurry. One of the old man with white beard and hair saw Qi Huan and quickly stepped forward to check his pulse. His expression gradually became lighter. "It's just that he lost too much blood. He will wake up after a short rest, but the cause of the blood loss is unknown."
"It's alright, thank you Senior Brother Yuanzhen." Ling Yunzi finally relaxed after hearing that Qi Huan was alright. He wanted to send Qi Huan some self-defense spells just now, but he didn't expect to see Qi Huan unconscious when he arrived.
Except for the small wound on Qi Huan's hand, there was no place on her body where so much blood could flow out, and when Qi Huan was lying on the ground, the whole ground was very clean, and there was no blood at all, no one understood What the hell is going on.
Only the man standing in the distance whispered to himself with a clear face, "It turned out to be her."
"Junior Brother Mo Ye, it's time for you to come on stage." A voice came from not far away.
"Well, there is Senior Brother Lao." Mo Ye glanced at Qi Huan again, a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and walked towards the arena. Now that it's easy to know that things are with her, they will meet again soon.
"What happened?" In a spacious room in the courtyard of the Kunlun faction, Qing Xiao sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, and asked the man in black by the window.
"It seems that something happened to the female apprentice of Void."
"Will it interrupt our plan?" Qing Xiao opened his eyes and frowned.
"It's good and harmless, don't worry, since I promise you, I will do it neatly and make sure that no one will doubt you." The man smiled at the bottom, his tone was hideous.
"That's good." Qing Xiao closed his eyes again with confidence.