Han Shengyao's purple eyes were slightly blurred and lazily slumped on the table, pouring cups into her mouth, as if she was drinking half a jar of plain boiled water. Her eyes moved from Xiao Lanle, who was hiding a knife in a smile, to Lin Qianshuang's body. His lips were slightly parted, and he said in a hazy tone, "Is the alliance leader only capable of this, come drink again~?"
Her voice was the famous magnetic and moving voice in the whole text. The drunken laziness and contentment made Lin Qianshuang feel like she was hit. In addition, her gaze was so fiery that Lin Qianshuang was a little embarrassed. He turned his eyes away and coughed.
Xiao Lanle was a little overwhelmed with alcohol, her face was flushed red, she lost her focus and looked at Lin Qianshuang for a while, then she tilted her head and fell on her shoulder, and the cup in her hand shattered unsteadily. one place.
"..." Lin Qianshuang was caught off guard by Xiao Lanle, and even flipped her chair to the ground. The drunk woman sat on top of her, grabbed her in the air for a long time, and hugged her tightly. She put her neck on it and rubbed it in her arms contentedly.
Lin Qianshuang watched in disbelief as Xiao Lanle sniffed around her neck like a big cat, and then Xiao Lanle's collar was picked up by a hand, forcibly pulled to the side.
Han Shengyao stepped forward and staggered and kicked Xiao Lanle, who had been lying on the ground for a long time, and said slightly angrily, "No... you can't eat the tofu from this disciple, only... only this person can!"
Lin Qianshuang fluttered the dust on her body, and was about to get up, when Han Shengyao pressed one hand against the wall, her veil was torn off, her hot breath sprayed on her face, and there was a stream of icy cold smell of alcohol. The kiss flowed all the way from the corner of her eyes to the corner of her lips.
Han Shengyao held Lin Qianshuang's stunned face, looked at it for a few seconds, her rosy lips were getting closer and closer... .
Just when she suspected that she was about to kiss and was hesitant to slap her to wake him up, Han Shengyao closed her eyes, and the soul-stirring dark purple light converged, and her body was about to slip off.
Lin Qianshuang was stunned for a moment, her eyes were fast and her hands were fast and steady to support Han Shengyao. She seemed to be asleep, her head dropped slightly, and the weight of her entire body was resting on her.
Han Shengyao was already half a head taller than her, which made her a little thin and unsteady. She could only stabilize the two people who were swaying by motivating her demonic energy.
The magic seal hangs on Han Shengyao's waist. Lin Qianshuang tentatively called the master a few times. Seeing that she ignored her, she carefully reached out to get the magic seal. To her surprise, the magic seal did not appear. The excessive resistance acted, but turned on a few times, and then lay down in Lin Qianshuang's hands as if resigned, as if... its owner had signaled it in advance.
Lin Qianshuang used a spiritual stone to transform into a magic seal and tied it back to Han Shengyao's waist.
The door inside the house was pushed, Su Qing walked in in a hurry, and several other attendants walked in.
"Lord, may you need to arrange accommodation for the two distinguished guests."
Lin Qianshuang originally thought that the Lord of the Demon Domain and the Lord of the Immortal Alliance would go back to their respective circles after the dinner, but looked at the Lord of the Immortal Alliance lying motionless on the ground, and the Lord of the Demon Domain who lay on her and slept to death. , she suddenly had a headache, and said in a tired voice: "Just arrange it in Tianshu Tower, so as not to spread it outside, saying that Tianshu City is not well received."
Su Qing stepped forward and wanted to remove the drunken Lord of the Demon Domain, who was almost hanging on Lin Qianshuang, but his arm was pulled by a girl in blue.
Xia Xin obstructed Su Qing to help Han Shengyao, took the lead to stabilize the person, and said to Su Qing with a pouted mouth: "Lord of the Demon Realm, I will send her to the place where she rests, so don't be too busy."
Su Qing watched Xia Xin leave with the Lord of the Demon Realm, with a slightly embarrassed look on his face, nodded towards Lin Qianshuang, and hurriedly followed Xia Xin's footsteps.
Lin Qianshuang instructed the group of attendants to lift up the leader of the Immortal Alliance on the ground, stretched out and planned to go back to the room to change into light clothes and then go to the Tianshu Temple to try to place the magic seal, and suddenly heard the attendants scream in panic. She turned around, and Xiao Lanle, who was still lying on the ground, seemed to be on fire. The group of servants couldn't get close to her. A daring servant girl reached out and touched it, and blisters appeared on her hand due to burns. .
Lin Qianshuang pursed her lower lip slightly, squatted down to test Xiao Lanle's physical condition, and said to the people around her, "You all go down, I'll help her."
After listening to Lin Qianshuang's instructions, everyone heaved a sigh of relief and walked out of the door lightly.
Lin Qianshuang patted Xiao Lanle's cheek, and said with a frosty face: "Alliance leader, the ground is so cold, isn't it good for you to lie here all the time?"
Xiao Lanle remained motionless on the ground, cold sweat oozing out from his forehead, and a few broken voices suddenly overflowed from his lips, and his body was crouched weak and pitiful.
Her lips seemed to be calling out her mother, which should be a nightmare.
Lin Qianshuang wanted to complain about her hypersensitivity. Xiao Lanle used her more than he liked her, so there was no need to approach her by pretending to be unconscious.
Junior Sister Xiao was originally Huo Linggen's physique, without the Buddha Temple Glazed Glass that had protected her for a long time, her body would be much weaker.
When Lin Qianshuang thought that it was she who interfered with the plot, Xiao Shen, the head of the Penglai Immortal Sect who lived well in the original text, was killed by her, and Xiao Lanle, who was supposed to live in a beautiful world and knew nothing about it, was cruelly pulled by her. When I came to the real world, I had tasted the warmth and coldness of the world, and I couldn't help feeling a little guilty.
"Sister."
Lin Qianshuang sighed and lifted the person up from the ground. Seeing that she fell on top of her and slipped, he hesitated for a while, and then lifted the person on his back.
She was afraid of being burned by the fire on Xiao Lanle's body, and the demonic energy lingered around her body. She drew a ray of demonic energy in her hand and held Xiao Lanle's icy palm to regulate the spiritual veins in her body.
"Senior Sister Qianshuang, is that you?"
Her neck was pulled back slightly, her side face was pressed against her temples, and she spoke in a low voice.
Lin Qianshuang clucked in her heart, stopped nervously, turned to look at the person on her back, Xiao Lanle seemed to wake up for a while, and then fell into a deep sleep.
She was startled, it turned out to be talking in her sleep.
Lin Qianshuang breathed a sigh of relief, continued walking, stopped in a room, put Xiao Lanle down and leaned against her side, pushed open the door with one hand, and the room was filled with a faint scent of hyacinths. The crisp shell wind chimes hung on the curtain of the bed curtain and rang.
She sat by the bed and helped Xiao Lanle take off her shoes, straightened her body, put the pillow under the back of her head, and gently covered her with the quilt. In her sleep, Xiao Lanle frowned. Still frowning, the jet-black long-green silk has several silver threads caught in it, which is extremely dazzling.
Cultivation people are slow to age, and those who are above the golden core can live for more than 150 years. She was born so early, it should be caused by mental exhaustion.
Lin Qianshuang stared at Xiao Lanle's sleeping face, and suddenly remembered that when she first saw Junior Sister Xiao, her brows were blue and carefree, and she felt a sense of vicissitudes of life. Fatigue, slightly sore temples.
Compared with the past, the two of them have become thorough. Time is the same no matter where it is. When it passes by, it shows no mercy. It eats away at the original appearance of things little by little. They were all unrecognizable after washing.
Lin Qianshuang tucked Xiao Lanle into a quilt. In her heart, Xiao Lanle was like her own younger sister. She watched her choose to walk down that path with difficulty step by step, no matter what Xiao Lanle did. What kind of choices and trade-offs are made, which is related to her interests, is nothing in her eyes.
But she doesn't seem to be doing well now.
"What exactly do you want? When those comments were written, they were all the most ideal endings based on external factors, but why did you actually implement them? You have become the masters of your own life, but you are bound by another thing. , cannot attain true freedom.”
Lin Qianshuang recalled her entire rescue strategy experience, and suddenly felt that she seemed to have overlooked a lot of things. There were omens when many emotions changed, but she chose to ignore them carelessly and continued to approach those rescue strategy targets. misleading.
She felt that she was a bit of a failure, and left the bedside in a low mood, the corner of her clothes was suddenly pulled tightly by a hand.
"Senior sister, don't go..."
"Don't go..."
Xiao Lanle, who was lying on the bed, closed his eyes and sweated coldly, as if a drowning person was holding on to the life-saving straw.
Lin Qianshuang sat back quietly again, holding a soothing incense in her right hand and placed it at the tip of her nose, and combing her spiritual breath for a while, Qian Yujian heard her order and flew out from the table. A sword tore the corner of her clothes, leaving only a few pieces of fabric in Xiao Lanle's tightly clenched hand.
Xiao Lanle's strength seemed to be taken away, and he turned to grab the quilt covering his body. After a while, his brows gradually stretched under the effect of the soothing incense, and his face gradually relaxed, as if he slept much more peacefully.
"Junior sister, have a good dream."
Lin Qianshuang got up from the bed, closed the slightly open window, and closed the door lightly. There were already several monks waiting for her outside the door.
A monk said: "Lord, the carriage outside is ready. I don't know when to leave?"
Lin Qianshuang took the magic seal in her hand, but she almost forgot that she had an appointment to meet Liang Jingxuan at the lantern festival in the mortal world, and said to the monk who was waiting for orders: "You go to the car first, I'll go to a place. Go to Tianshu Temple, but it will be half a cup of tea."
Those monks got the order and left first.
The Tianshu Temple is brightly lit no matter day or night, and the shark oil lamps in the temple are placed on the only road. Lin Qianshuang was followed by a wretched uncle in the real world, so the most fearful thing is to walk at night. There are shadows when I walk, but I don't know why I feel a little calm when I walk on this bright and open road that will not go out for thousands of years.
The main seat in the temple was extremely empty. Lin Qianshuang glanced at the drooping purple veil in the temple, and had a bit of an illusion. It seemed that he saw Mu Weiyin sitting in the main seat with a celestial air, looking at the empty space below. In the crowd with nothing, her clear eyes seem to be able to see through everything, but she has the ambition to look down on everything.
Lin Qianshuang didn't stay for long, and continued to walk forward in a hurry. She still had important things to complete.
She walked unhurriedly through the twisting corridors and entered the hall where the sky-changing array was placed. She gently opened her palms, and the magic seal turned into a purple light and penetrated into the floating beam of light and changed again. The original shape of the magic seal was imprisoned in it, and there was a sound of gears turning, and the four-petal Buddha lotus at the eye of the sky-changing array lit up again, and the golden light formation spread with runes The depiction filled the lotus petals at the eye of the formation, and the instrument panel represented by the Heavenly Dao was a little chaotic again, as if it was disturbed.
Tiandao instinctively sensed that something was wrong, and the thunder and punishment condensed into a ball of light and thunder, which gathered in the sky above the Tianshu Temple. The golden pillar pierced through the cloud and collided with the light thunder ball, and bursts of white light illuminated most of the sky. The falling thunder that was expelled from the thunder group gradually disappeared through the cloud, and turned into a dense downpour from the cloud layer. The whereabouts fell, and it crashed into the sky above Tianshu City.
Seems like... It's raining
Lin Qianshuang heard the movement outside. She sat on the steps of the altar of the Heaven-changing Array and looked into the window in the hall. Pieces of pear blossoms were sucked by a stream of air and danced in the air, and the trees were covered with intense raindrops. The slap was almost skewed. The beam of light condensed from the sky-changing array wrapped the entire Tianshu City in it, and the thunder and lightning were bounced off by the golden mask, turning into rain that could not be approached.
"Tian Dao, how does it feel to be frustrated?"
Lin Qianshuang smiled happily, like a child who grabbed candy. Tiandao wanted to kill her more than once, but every time she saved her life, Tiandao hated her half to death, but couldn't get rid of her appearance, which made her physically and mentally Pleasure.
She looked towards the Heaven-changing Array, her eyes filled with hope, but now it was only the result of the Buddha's glaze and the magic seal being included in the array's eyes. If the four artifacts were to return to their places, the lifeline of Liang Jingxuan's Son of Destiny should have been completely broken. All creatures in this world revolve around the male protagonist Liang Jingxuan. After the reversal and reversal of the Heavenly Dao, the shackles of the main line of fate are freed, and the whole plane is like a new life. Liang Jingxuan's good luck of picking up equipment everywhere has come to an end. The aura of a king is no longer a threat to her.
Lin Qianshuang put on a set of elegant clothes, and put on a veiled face. With the help of the monk, she lifted the veil and sat in it.
The carriage smoothly passed through the clouds and reached the junction of Tianshu City and the Human World, heading towards a capital city in the mortal world. Lin Qianshuang sat cross-legged in the carriage, opened the curtains and looked out the window. The east is white, and as the carriage gradually descends, the street becomes clearer.
She thought for a while, it seemed that the heavy rain in the cultivation world had no effect on the mortal world.
The wind blew the thatched hut to sway, and the fierce rain fell on the fragile roof ridge, making a harsh crackling sound.
Liang Jingxuan was sleeping in the comfortable cave in the magic treasure, and was suddenly awakened by the sound of intense rain. He yawned and walked out of the magic room, pushed open the door of the thatched hut and looked towards the sky, where did the raindrops come from, like him The hallucination caused by the dream, but the scorching sun on the horizon made his eyes black, and the whole person was drowsy.