Lin Qianshuang Zizai Lingyun Pavilion met with Xuan Luoqing's incarnation of Bai Shenyi, and always felt that she was a bit similar to the woman who stole the shark pearl in the shark sea and kicked her into the water, but now I know that it turned out to be the same people.
She patted the dust on her clothes from the ground and stood up, and the group of shadow guards walked past her as if they were air, and turned into a few stray foxes to guard outside the temple.
The rusty Buddha statue has a spider spinning silk and climbing on the spider web, and a few icy moonlight shines through the crack of the door, and the surrounding environment can be vaguely seen. This seems to be a ruined temple that has been abandoned for a long time. The gold foil on the temple pillars is broken. The two copper lamps and candle wicks for the case are half burned, and the lamp oil has solidified a layer of black and gray. The fruits on the dishes are dry and black. There were also several dead mice lying half rotted on the broken tiles from the eaves.
Lin Qianshuang straightened the two copper lamps from the offering table, and was about to draw two fire talismans to light half of the candle. A bright warm light lit up from behind her. She turned around and was surrounded by six ever-bright lamps burning with shark oil. Set them up.
"It's enough to have the ever-bright light. Your Qi Sea is already half the size of an eggshell. If you mess around again, you'll have less magic energy to use."
Half of Xuan Luoqing's face was slowly exposed in the darkness, her red eyes turned black again, and there were no eye-catching runes on her cheeks. Her face was beautiful and peaceful. On the plaited round mat, the black dress hem scatters in an arc due to the fluctuations of her demon power, and the ribbon at the end of the skirt floats and condenses on the ground like a water pattern, occasionally floating slightly with the overflowing spiritual power, nine fluffy and fluffy white strips. The fox tail drooped behind her.
The demonic aura has faded a lot, so I don't pay attention to those fox tails. The temperament as light as a secluded orchid makes Lin Qianshuang feel that the person in front of him is an immortal. He thought that the demon emperor in front of him was a well-rounded fairy from the great sect of the human world.
Lin Qianshuang sat down across from Xuan Luoqing without fear, and said, "What is your purpose in arresting me? It's better to say it directly, and you don't have to struggle so much."
"Also, who are you? Why is the white genius doctor of Lingyun Pavilion very much like you, but your temperament is much worse, one is irritable and has a bad temper, but now it seems to be a different person, It's like having a different soul."
"Ye Linglong, have you forgotten everything? Or did you pretend?"
Xuanluo's eyes were as deep as the sea, and he suddenly leaned forward, unbuttoned the front of his clothes in a rustling manner, and pulled down the fabric on his shoulders, revealing a large area of smooth skin.
What the hell, what are you doing when you're talking about taking off your clothes? Lin Qianshuang was about to turn her eyes away embarrassedly, when she was suddenly attracted by the exposed skin. There were black lines like black vines climbing on the other side's graceful shoulders and collarbone, spreading around the neck like branches and leaves. Spread out, completely covering the back of her neck.
Xuan Luoqing closed the front of his clothes, sat back in his original position, and said, "The charm on this seat was planted by Ji Yuekong, the master of Yanyuezhai, the first demon slayer in the real world, and ordinary people can't understand it."
Lin Qianshuang's eyes narrowed, and she withdrew her gaze from the runes on her skin, and said, "The spell pattern on this is indeed unheard of. I know the individual spells, but together, it's a bit complicated."
Under the moonlight, the dark blue silk that Xuan Luoqing draped on her shoulders quietly faded to silvery white, exuding a cold moonlight dancing with the wind, her eyes stared at Lin Qianshuang, and lightly explained: "A hundred years ago, this seat When the cultivation base encounters a bottleneck, he travels to all walks of life to accumulate merits. Ji Yuekong, the master of Yanyuezhai, has a chance to befriend the spiritual doctor of Lingyun Pavilion in this seat, and gradually falls in love with this seat. After he knew his identity and was rejected again, he thought that he was playing tricks on him. In a fit of anger, he linked up with the Cultivation Great Sect to fabricate various accusations against the demon cultivation world.
I didn't think about the old love, after the war between the human world and the demon world, I cut off my righteousness with Ji Yuekong, and also killed his direct disciple who inherited the mantle. Ji Yuekong had a love-hate battle with this lord. He lost in the fight. Before his death, he scolded this ruthless and unrighteous. He also refined all his life's cultivation into a forbidden spell, planting the fruit of the curse in on this seat. "
Lin Qianshuang listened and complained silently in her heart. This Ji Yuekong is too shameless. If she fails to woo her, she has to harm others, dragging the entire cultivation world into the water.
Xuan Luoqing grabbed and lifted Lin Qianshuang's wrist, pulled up the sleeve, revealing a large sacrificial pattern, and said, "The forbidden spell he gave this seat is a love curse, he knows that this seat is wearing a red tear ring, You can’t be tempted in your life. If you don’t belong to this seat, your merits and kindness will be locked by love spells during the day, and your appearance will be corroded by the refining demon energy. It will not recover until night, but after recovery, the mana will also disappear six layers, just like a mortal. ."
Lin Qianshuang listened, and vaguely guessed something, the tribute that Xuan Luo poured out must be nothing good.
"You and several other tributes have been planted with fragments of the curse fruit since childhood, but they all survived. Therefore, your flesh and skin is the best antidote for this seat."
Xuan Luoqing looked at Lin Qianshuang's eyes and said without emotion: "This seat has observed you for a long time in order to choose the tribute, but I still can't see who of you can bear the demonic aura of this seat. It's special, I had to choose you as an antidote fellow practitioner, if you can survive tonight, that's your chance, and if the King of Hell accepts you, then you shouldn't blame this seat."
Xuan Luoqing flicked Lin Qianshuang's forehead with a bit of vengeance, and his long and narrow eyes gleamed: "Who told you to steal the nine-beaded flame cauldron that I wanted."
Lin Qianshuang's expression was ugly, "Same... fellow practitioner? What do you mean?"
Xuan Luoqing stroked the hair that fell on her forehead behind her ear, stretched out her hand and pushed Lin Qianshuang to the ground with a charming smile, held her down condescendingly, loosened her belt, and her deep eyes drifted away. On her face, there was a charming and meaningful smile and said: "Ye Linglong, you tried everything to get on the bed of this seat, and now I give you this opportunity, why are you squeamish, as I said before. It's over, shouldn't you take the initiative yourself?"