The golden light stayed in the air for a while, then turned into auspicious clouds and rained sweet rain. The aura of heaven and earth was bred in this rain, and the monks who witnessed this strange phenomenon came out one after another, sat cross-legged, and accepted the baptism of this heavy rain. The pagoda that had trapped Qin Zichen and Su Qingyi quickly became smaller, and flew back to the hand of the boy in white. The boy in white walked over with the golden pagoda, stopped beside them and said, "How is Qingyi?!"
"No problem," Qin Zichen cast his eyes on the young man in white and frowned, "What is this?"
"Oh, this is called the Guardian Tower. My father left it for me to overcome the catastrophe. He said that it can resist ninety-nine lightning strikes." The young man took out a ring from his Qiankun bag: "My father also left a lot of things. Give me… "
When the two of them were talking, Su Qingyi slowly opened his eyes. Her golden core has been completed, her whole body has been completely reborn, and her appearance has risen to another level. Although she still has similar facial features, it seems that some lines between her eyebrows and eyes have been slightly adjusted, making the original childish eyebrows more gentle. She turned her head to look at the two people who were talking, and said in surprise, "Song Han? Why are you here?"
"I can't leave you a hundred feet away," Song Han said seriously, "I rushed over as soon as the thunder calamity came, and when I saw the thunder coming out one by one, I started desperately digging through the treasures my father left for me, and finally I finally found a suitable one, so I hurried over."
"Your father's baby..." Su Qingyi set her gaze on the small golden pagoda: "This is it?"
"Guardian Tower," Qin Zichen looked at Song Han with complicated eyes: "It is said that ancient powerful monks forged treasures to avoid the catastrophe. In this world."
"Yeah," Song Han nodded, handed the ring he was holding just now to Su Qingyi and said, "I still have a lot of treasures like this here, and there are a lot of things in this ring, if Qingyi likes it, I'll give it to you!"
"No need." Without waiting for Su Qingyi to speak, Qin Zichen returned the ring with a burst of true energy, and said in a cold voice, "Sword cultivators don't rely on external 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 and ignorant, but she couldn't cheat him. She sighed and said, "Ah Han, these things are extremely valuable, you can't let others know easily, let alone Give it away easily."
"But you are not someone else." Song Han said seriously, "You are a very important person."
Su Qingyi: "..."
Qin Zichen stood up immediately, 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 she calmed down a lot, her heart was still very confused. She didn't have the courage to face Qin Zichen at the moment, so she just stood there and watched him. Seeing Xue Ziyu coming up to help him, Su Qingyi felt relieved, turned to Song Han and said, "Ah Han, your father is really a powerful person."
"That's right," Song Han said proudly, "much better than Master Qin! My father said, in time, I will be better than him."
Song Han, who didn't give up any chance to retaliate against Qin Zichen, became very obvious 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 just take them out now? If you had taken them out earlier, you wouldn't have suffered such a serious injury that day..."
As she said that, she sneaked a glance at Song Han's expression, but Song Han lowered his face and said coldly, "Are you suspicious of me?"
"I just don't want any misunderstandings." Su Qingyi's face was calm: "I have misunderstood many people in my life, and I have lost many people because of it. I often think, if I asked a few more questions at that time, believed in each other more, Be honest, would these things not have happened? I do doubt you, Ahan, but I am also willing to believe you."
Hearing these words, Song Han's eyes were full of wind and clouds. After a long time, he finally said: "These treasures are stored in the Qiankun bag. I just 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 these treasures existed, let alone use them. Later, when I arrived at Tianjianzong, I looked through my pockets carefully, only then discovered these treasures, and From the handbook left by my father to the usage of these treasures."
Su Qingyi nodded and said with a smile, "You have a good father."
Song Han smiled, there was a trace of nostalgia in his eyes, and his voice was much gentler: "Yes, I think so too. 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 used to Song Han's straightforward confession, so she turned her head decisively and said calmly, "Go back, go back to practice swords."
"Qingyi, Qingyi," Song Han caught up, and said anxiously: "I'm serious, don't take me for a joke. When do you think we will become Taoist couples? When will we double cultivate?"
"leave me alone… "
"They all say that the sword slave is the cauldron, Qingyi, why don't you love me..."
"Song Han," Su Qingyi said in grief, "In these years, you really learned too many things that you shouldn't have learned!"
"It doesn't matter," Song Han continued, "I love you, it's enough that these things can be used!"
"Who are you chatting with?" Su Qingyi decided to find the person who taught Song Han these things. Obviously, when she brought him back to Tianjianzong, he was still a blank sheet of paper that didn't understand anything. Song Han smiled slightly, lowered his head shyly, and said with a blushing face: "I never thought, Qingyi, you even care about my friends... I usually talk to Xinghe more, I never talk to girls!"
Jianzong couldn't find a few girls this day...
Su Qingyi sighed lightly, clenched her fists: "Xinghe..."
After she finished speaking, she left in a flash. Song Han was taken aback for a moment, and then quickly chased after her. Su Qingyi rushed all the way to Xinghe's residence, but before anyone arrived, he smashed Wudao down with a "bang", splitting the door of Xinghe's courtyard in two on the spot, Xinghe appeared at the door in an instant, and yelled: "Who the hell... "
Before he finished speaking, he saw Su Qingyi with a dark face at the door. After being stunned for a moment, he hurriedly apologized and said with a smile: "Junior Sister, have you formed a pill? Come, come, sit inside, and talk if you have something to say. It's fine if you don't want to talk about splitting things." , Is this door happy? There are still a few more... "
"Brother Xinghe," Wu Dao flew back to Su Qingyi's hand, Su Qingyi said seriously: "Ask Sword Peak Su Qingyi, I'm here to ask for advice."
As soon as she finished speaking, she appeared next to Xinghe in an instant, Xinghe's double swords immediately separated Su Qingyi's epee, and said with a bitter face: "Junior Sister, if you have something to say, talk about it, what did I do wrong?!"
"Dare to teach Song Han, don't you want to live?!" Su Qingyi lowered her voice and said angrily, "Hit me!"
After the sound fell, Song Han rushed over, sighed and said, "Xinghe, I'm sorry."
As he said that, Song Han sent out a golden ring, and followed Xinghe closely. Xinghe screamed: "Demon-locking ring, you fucking use it to beat me for a Nascent Soul Stage?!"
"I'm in the foundation building period," Song Han spread his hands, turned to Su Qingyi and said, "Qingyi, come on, hit hard!"
Su Qingyi: "..."
Always feel that something is wrong.
Xinghe was chased all over the mountain by Song Han's magic weapon and Su Qingyi all afternoon, and was finally caught and beaten. After Su Qingyi dragged the epee away, Xinghe curled up on the ground holding his crippled face and cried: "Song Han, you are ruthless, you are too ruthless..."
"Let me just say it," Song Han sighed, "Although I can't beat you, I have a way. Don't worry about my family Qingyi next time, huh?"
"I'm just thinking about the magic circle she drew!" Xinghe said sadly and indignantly. Song Han immediately said: "The magic circle doesn't work either! Everything Qingyi owns is mine!"
After finishing speaking, Song Han waved his back to Xinghe, followed Su Qingyi to leave, and said with a smile before leaving: "Next time I will buy you a drink. Let's go."
Su Qingyi went back to the house and asked Wan Qiu to prepare hot water for her. After taking a comfortable bath, she finally had time to think while lying on the bed.
What happened in the past few days seemed to be still in front of my eyes, the pale Qin Zichen, his hot chest, and his kiss with the fragrance of plum blossoms.
Qin Zichen treats her like a teacher or a friend. He is the most admired person she has ever met since she was reborn. If it was just because he was a genius and thought he was worthy of a battle, she took it to heart. Sincere respect.
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 gentleman, who can still stick to his own Dao principles in this murderous world of comprehension. To save a person in trouble like her, treat everyone equally, and say to Song Song: "If you come to Tianjianzong, I will help you."...
His strength is certainly the capital for him to do all this, but his strength is also obtained through his hard work. How could such a man not be respected by her
But she never thought that he could do this step by cutting his spiritual root in half and giving it to his disciples.
Knowing that he was just fulfilling a responsibility as a master, knowing that he was only doing it because of a pure heart, knowing that everything he did was for some serious reasons, but she was still confused at the moment he kissed her .
He wanted to escape, but he was afraid of disappointing such kindness.
Su Qingyi lay on the bed, and 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 kind..."
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 ascend, and strength is not a problem. He has excellent talent. From birth, it is destined that as long as he works hard, he will be able to ascend to godhood." .He has a tough character, perseverance, and execution ability, but he has his own shortcomings."
"Your existence is to let him grow, to make up for his own personality flaws little by little, and then until he ascends. Otherwise, the catastrophe of inner demons during the ascension will easily destroy the Son of Heaven."
"Ascension to God requires not only cultivation, but not talent, but character. Everyone will have different degrees of deviation in character from childhood. A person who can ascend to God and finally rule the three realms is I can't tolerate defects in my heart."
Su Qingyi listened quietly, and said earnestly: "Then what are his flaws in character?"
She wanted to help him. This was the first time she wanted to help Qin Zichen from the bottom of her heart. It's not because of the system, let alone the task, but because this person is too good and perfect, and she doesn't want this perfection to be destroyed.
"This is what I have considered. You just need to do the task well."
After the system finished speaking, it was silent for a moment and said, "Are you happy?"
"There's one more question," Su Qingyi thought with some pain, "Will I always want to be so close to Qin Zichen in the future?!"
She doesn't want to do this kind of thing with the male god in her heart! ! What should I do if I feel like I'm completely desecrating the male god!
system:"… "
After a long time, the system finally said: "I've never seen a woman with such a unique style like you. Isn't it the dream of every romance novel reader to interact intimately with a male god?"
"But," Su Qingyi broke down: "He is not only my male god, but also my master!"
"Isn't there a lot of masters and apprentices in your Xingyun sect who are Taoists? Isn't it too late for you to talk to me about him as your master?"
"That's different!" Su Qingyi scratched her hair: "In my heart, Qin Zichen is really my master! It's not the kind of relationship I picked up Xie Hantan back then, but the relationship between me and my master Yuan Zhenzi! Think about it Let me and Master Yuan Zhenzi..."
Before she finished 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 want to refuse this kind of thing!"
"I think," the system sighed, "it's Qin Zichen who sacrificed the most. He's at the level of a male god. What else do you have besides big breasts?"
"So," Su Qingyi flew towards Wenjianya with his sword, and said seriously, "I can't let Master suffer like this."
system:"… "
Su Qingyi, you are very good at blackmailing yourself.
Su Qingyi landed in front of Qin Zichen's hut, a little hesitant, after thinking about it, she 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 sensed Qin Zichen's aura. She decisively kicked the door open and said in surprise, "Master!"
Startled by her kick, Qin Zichen slowly raised his head from the chess table and opened his misty eyes.
He hadn't been so weak for many years, and monks generally don't need to sleep, especially high-ranking monks like him, but at this moment, he fell asleep while reading, and didn't even hear Su Qingyi's call.
Looking at his state, Su Qingyi immediately understood his weakness at the moment. For a moment, her heart was full of guilt, and she knelt down on the spot: "Master..."
As she said that, she didn't know what she wanted to say, what to say, she lowered her head and said: "It's my disciple's fault. Please master punish... It's my disciple's recklessness, he fell into other people's tricks and lost his spiritual roots. It's the disciple who doesn't know the master's love and care for the disciple, and insists on cultivating immortals willfully and recklessly, so that the master makes 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 trembling. Qin Zichen sighed and walked up to her barefoot.
He didn't wear a jade crown, his black hair was loose, and he was wearing a loose 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, one can see his long and thin white arms, as if carved from white jade, so perfect that it does not look like a real person.
He looked down at her kneeling in front of him, and said softly, "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 couldn't believe 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 through his clothes. Seeing her trembling slightly, he quickly withdrew his hand and said calmly, "Is it cold enough for you?"
As he said that, he raised his hand, as if he wanted to change the temperature of the room. Su Qingyi hurriedly put out a formula first, pressed Qin Zichen down and said, "Master, don't waste your spiritual energy..."
Qin Zichen was stunned for a moment, then he seemed a little disappointed, and sighed, "It takes a while to cultivate."
"Master..." Su Qingyi hesitated, "Why did you..."
She didn't say the rest, but Qin Zichen understood.
Why are you so nice to her? Is it just because he is his apprentice
No, it's not.
These words rolled around his lips and teeth, but they were still suppressed. He knows her too well. If she likes someone, she will never hide it. Her eyes and words will definitely be full of liking for that person. If she doesn't like the other party, forcing them will only make the two parties farther and farther away.
So he fell silent, and after a long time, he finally said: "I promised you that I will protect you on the right path. Moreover, you are my apprentice, my chief disciple, and it is my first time accepting an apprentice. I hope she can live well .”
"But... such a price..." Su Qingyi was a little bit hard: "It's too big. The disciple can't repay it."
"I don't need your reward," Qin Zichen said lightly, "Qingyi, I hope you live well. If you can ascend with me and shine on my Heavenly Sword Sect, that is the best reward."
Hearing this, Su Qingyi finally relaxed a lot, seemed to have found a direction, and said seriously: "Master, don't worry, I will definitely live up to Master's expectations."
Qin Zichen nodded and looked up at her. The little girl under the moonlight has a firm gaze, and her appearance is similar to that of the past, but the years have made her a lot more gentle. The wind blows her hair flying, entangled with his, and blows on her cheek. He couldn't help but raised his hand, and gently pulled her hair behind her ears. Then he realized what he had done. He pretended to be calm and looked at the astonished Su Qingyi, and said calmly, "It's messed up."
It's messed up.
Su Qingyi thought, upset.
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 out a book from it, and said in a flat tone: "If you don't come to me, I will come to you too. Take this "Spirit Fusion Art" and read it carefully, this matter is related to your spiritual roots, so you must be serious."
As he spoke, he tore off the cover, crumpled it into a ball of paper, threw it aside, and then handed the book to Su Qingyi.
"I am a thundering heavenly spirit root with a hidden ice spirit root. I am more than twice as big as ordinary people. Now I am divided into two halves. In fact, I have just changed from a so-called genius to an ordinary person. But I am not With the upper sword body, I have stepped into Mahayana again, so my spiritual root aptitude has little effect on me, I just need to make sure 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, and there is a problem with the absorption and operation of spiritual power. How to recover is very important. This book records in detail The method of recovering the spiritual root, which includes the technique of dual cultivation, is the fastest way to recover, but it is not the only way. If you don’t want to, you don’t have to go to this step, so you don’t have to worry. But the last time Things are necessary, even if you don't want to, but this is already the biggest concession."
Qin Zichen looked up at her, and said seriously, "I'm sorry I didn't tell you carefully beforehand."
"It's okay." Su Qingyi held the book, and said calmly, "I was the one who forcibly cultivated immortality. Master has made such a huge sacrifice. This disciple is not a wolf-hearted person who is ungrateful."
Qin Zichen didn't speak, he suddenly felt so sad.
If it wasn't him today, if it was anyone, wouldn't she be willing
Once a thought arises, it can never go down again.
He closed his eyes, calmed down, and said lightly, "Go back."
"Teacher farewell." Su Qingyi saluted respectfully, then turned and left.
That night, she carefully read the Spirit Fusion Technique, and Song Han's face changed when he entered the room and saw the book. However, he endured it, snorted, and turned to leave.
After reading the entire book carefully, Su Qingyi couldn't help but feel a little depressed.
In this spirit fusion art, almost all the injuries are suffered by the person who came out of the spirit 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 before it was 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 he didn't need double cultivation, he bought it with his pain.
Su Qingyi's heart sank, and she immediately went to Wenjianya. When she reached the door of the hut, she heard Qin Zichen's muffled groan before she entered. Su Qingyi broke through the door directly, and saw Qin Zichen lying on the edge of the table panting heavily, his whole face was pale, and the aura was fluctuating around him, he supported himself with his hands, as if he didn't want her to see this embarrassment, closed his eyes Eyes on the road: "Go out."
"Qin Zichen..." Su Qingyi's voice trembled slightly, and he forgot his honorific title for a moment, and called out his name directly.
Qin Zichen shuddered and shouted, "I'll let you out!"
Su Qingyi didn't speak, she walked up to him and held him down. As if knowing 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 pinned his hands and pressed him firmly to the ground.
The hand that usually wields a hundred-pound epee was finally useful at this moment. She pressed him, watched him panting slightly, and said in a cold voice: "You and I are both cultivators of Taoism. , there is no need to be so hypocritical."
"Go away!" Qin Zichen yelled violently, as if he couldn't bear it.
He likes her, wants 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. He probably wants to use it for you when he gets better. You should take it out and use it for him."
The system suddenly opened its mouth to remind Su Qingyi, Su Qingyi touched his clothes expressionlessly, and took out the warm spirit grass.
She has heard of this kind of spiritual grass, which is very helpful to the spiritual root. It was originally used to wash the spiritual root. If the spiritual root is injured, it is also very good for recovery. This was originally brought back to her by Qin Zichen, thinking about what he said to do before, which was to find this warm spirit grass.
Such a master, even if it is embarrassing and embarrassing, how can he let him alone bear the pain that should be hers
Su Qingyi fixed her gaze, held him tightly, and brought Wen Lingcao to her mouth. Seeing her movements, Qin Zichen immediately lowered her eyes, and said coldly: "I don't need to be like this..."
"I need it." Su Qingyi swallowed the Wen Lingcao in one gulp, then lowered her head, and kissed Qin Zichen's lips.
His lips are as cold as his own, with the fragrance of plum blossoms. As soon as Su Qingyi kissed her, the aura in her body rushed towards Qin Zichen's dantian. Su Qingyi circulated her spiritual power, controlling and sending the medicinal power emitted by the Wen Lingcao into Qin Zichen's body. Perhaps it was because of the pain for too long, but the sudden comfort made Qin Zichen groan, and his body couldn't help but soften. There was some hoarseness in his clear voice, like a cat's tail swept over Su Qingyi's heart, she couldn't hold back for a while, and poked her tongue in.
His tongue was soft and slippery. As soon as she stretched it in, he was tightly entwined, sucking her desperately.
The spiritual energy was transmitted from the tip of Su Qingyi's tongue to Qin Zichen's dantian with the potency of the medicine, and then returned after traveling for a week. The spiritual energy of the two seemed to be fused into one, spinning between the two spiritual roots. Every time they rotated, the state of the spiritual root's riot became much more stable.
The feeling of spiritual energy filling the meridians is a comfortable feeling for monks. At this moment, coupled with the trembling sensation brought about by the tongue tips of the two of them, Su Qingyi only felt his whole body go limp, with waves of tingling all the way up his spine.
Qin Zichen seemed to have recovered a lot, and suddenly rolled over and pinned her under him, hugging her tightly. They seemed to be fused together, the white robes were rolled together, the black hair was tangled together, and the voices were intertwined. Qin Zichen felt that his mind was blank, only the softness and sweetness of 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 other things, he only dared to hug her, tightened a little bit, listened to the other person's breathing, let her act coquettishly in her mouth, wrapped around him, and whispered his name one by one: " Zichen."
Just a kiss, already can be distracted. Both of them had a blank mind, only luck and entanglement.
The effect of the Wenlingcao was really good, and when the effects of the medicine were fully exerted, Qin Zichen's spiritual roots were completely stabilized.
He was so reluctant, but he couldn't find a reason anymore, so he could only let her go, raised his body, and quietly looked at 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 filled with watery light. There were still some tears in the corners of his eyes, which made people feel pity. He suppressed the urge to bow his head and kiss her, raised his hand, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and said in a hoarse voice, "I'm crying."
Hearing his words, Su Qingyi reacted abruptly, grabbed Qin Zichen's sleeve, and said anxiously: "Master, don't feel guilty, this is what I should do. A cultivator doesn't care about trivial matters. This matter is up to you and me." Words are nothing more than a skill!"
Qin Zichen didn't speak, but when he pressed on her, it seemed like a basin of cold water had been poured down. All the enthusiasm quickly cooled down, he lowered his eyebrows, nodded, got up slowly and said: "With the help of Wen Lingcao, there is no serious problem as a teacher for the time being, and there is no need to be like this in the future."
Su Qingyi also stood up, nodded, and the atmosphere became awkward. After a long time, Qin Zichen fumbled in his sleeve, hesitated, and took out a Naxu Ring. This Naxu ring is very simple, with a shiny white ring body dotted with a bright stone, it looks a bit like the diamond in Su Qingyi's memory, but it exudes a faint fairy air, obviously not an ordinary thing.
"I left in a hurry before and didn't leave you with some magic weapons for self-defense. In this Naxu ring are some magic tools and spirit stones I prepared for you. You 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 seeing the person in front of him with a calm expression, he held her hand, and put the ring on her ring finger.
"This ring was originally used by me. After putting it on, the size of the finger will automatically change, and then it cannot be taken off. If the spiritual power is not enough during the battle, there is no need to take the spar from the ring. This ring will automatically transform the spar Cheng Lingli is for you. This ring was personally cast by the master with the Kunlun Xuanjing, and now I give it to you, I hope you cherish it."
Hearing this, Su Qingyi nodded solemnly, and kept comforting herself in her heart. Qin Zichen is a person from the realm of cultivation, so he doesn't understand what it means to wear it on his ring finger...
And Qin Zichen saw her looking down at his hands, and couldn't help but smile in his eyes.
"It looks good." He praised softly, his voice seemed to bring spring warmth in the wind.
As soon as Su Qingyi raised her head, she saw such a pair of bright eyes, with a slight gentleness and a smile, she threw a stone in her heart, and then let the ripples ripple away.
At this time, Xue Ziyu's voice came from outside the house: "Peak Master, Master Feng Ning is missing."
At the same time, the system suddenly released a task.
[Mission Name: Save Penglai]
Get rewards: 2000 points
Suggested Equipment: Qin Zichen, Song Han
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