Chapter 361 I don't accept the feeling of making a move

Chapter 361 I don't accept the feeling of making a move

Thousands of green shadows flashed across countless shattered afterimages, tearing apart several Yunque Yun Palaces one after another, descending from an extremely far away place, and shattered the extremely ferocious blood-red sword light.

Countless afterimages condensed in one place, and the spiritual light scattered, revealing a beautiful girl in a blue dress.

There were ten majestic and colorful rays of light floating behind her. Looking around, her clear eyes were filled with coldness. She flicked her sleeves and said, "Who dares to touch him?"

The evil Tianjiao who made the attack just now obviously recognized Qingdi, and at this moment he was too scared to speak, and even the fingers holding the sword trembled a little.

Many creatures also showed fear on their faces, and many people left here quietly.

In this canopy of clouds, Qingdi is not only the first person to enter here, but also relied on the mysterious afterimage spirit technique to kill many evildoers and geniuses before, and now everyone has long been avoiding it A terrible creature that is not as good as it is.

A blazing golden light came across and landed in front of Qingdi, who was the golden-robed youth in the Golden Saint Palace.

"Qingdi, the three fairy clouds in the northwest are about to be born, why did you suddenly give up the fight?"

The young man in the golden robe stared at Qingdi fixedly, with a somewhat worried tone.

Qingdi glanced at him, her eyes turned colder, and said, "Back off."

"You are presumptuous!"

The young man in the golden robe showed a look of shock and anger, and was about to speak out, but inadvertently saw ten rays of light floating behind Qingdi, and suddenly, like a basin of cold water poured down his head, he immediately stopped talking.

On the surface, the Empress of Jinsheng Palace asked Qingdi to obey her orders, but secretly gave Qingdi the jade token with the only authorization to collect Xianxia!

Every time he thought of this, a piercing chill swept through the depths of the golden-robed boy's mind.

Qingdi no longer paid attention to him, but turned sideways, looked at Ji Yuenian who was sitting on the ground with complicated eyes, and softened her tone a lot: "Ji Yuenian."

At this time, her voice was gentle and pleasant, like gurgling water, like a yellow warbler in an empty valley, like a clear spring passing through a stream, the young man in golden robe who was standing on the side couldn't help but widen his eyes, for a moment he forgot the unhappiness just now, and his face was full With an unbelievable look, she murmured: "This witch actually has such a side...such a voice...such a tone..."

As the wind howled, the clouds rolled up, and the colorful halo flowing around Qingdi became more beautiful.

Ji Yuenian raised his head slightly, looked at the girl in the green skirt standing in front of him, but did not speak.

Qingdi was silent for a moment, stretched out her sleeves and took out a ray of scattered multi-colored glow, and handed it to Ji Yuenian.

As if sensing the coldness in Ji Yuenian's eyes, the girl in the green skirt walked up to Ji Yuenian and said in a low voice: "I want to take the first seat for Jinsheng Palace, but I'm a bit weak. Ji Yuenian, I will give you this ray of light to restore your soul, and you will help me fight for the celestial glow, okay?"

Although the meaning in her words was obvious, they were almost superficial. In her voice, there was actually a faint begging.

Begging Ji Yuenian to take down this ray of light, and begging Ji Yuenian to show her true feelings towards herself.

She knew Ji Yuenian's character, and even more so, she knew the pride in Ji Yuenian's heart.

A few breaths passed, and the girl in the green skirt still stretched out her sleeves motionlessly, holding a magnificent glow in her slender white jade hands, quietly hanging in front of Ji Yuenian.

Ji Yuenian looked at the girl holding Xiaguang's little hand under the sleeve of Zhan Qing's robe, never looked into her clear eyes, and said softly, "It's time to end the cause and effect with you."

"What do you mean?" Qingdi subconsciously bit her lips, "What cause and effect do you want to settle?"

"Since your heart is like a mirror, why do you pretend you don't know it?" Ji Yuenian stood up, brushed the sleeves of his robe, and didn't take the glow from the girl in the green skirt, "I am just like a mirror in the mirror to you." Ordinary ghost images, when you were a mind-eating ghost in Qingluan Mountains, this matter was inevitable. But now that your cultivation level is getting deeper, those dispensable memories have become a hindrance to you .”

Ji Yuenian turned his head sideways, with a blue divine light lingering around his body, and said: "What's more, I have acknowledged your affection many times before, and I originally had some gratitude for you here. If you want to leave the realm of Baiye, just leave directly." Yes, I don't care much about it, but you still want to keep that jade tablet, you are indecisive, you are indecisive, and you are disturbing my state of mind for no reason, it really shouldn't be."

"Ji Yuenian, you've always thought of this..."

The girl in the green dress stared blankly at him, her little hand holding Xiaguang trembled slightly, her heart was surging, and she said, "Not only did I leave a jade tablet, but I also left a piece of brocade. Could it be that piece of brocade..."

"Don't lie to yourself anymore," Ji Yuenian shook his head and interrupted her, a icy blue halo gradually appeared on his jet-black hair, "I won't take this glow, but I will I will help you compete for Xianxia, ​​and after this matter is over, there will be no cause and effect between you and me, and there will be no further ties."

The girl in the green skirt closed her eyes, her long black eyelashes trembling slightly, and then slowly opened them after a few breaths. There was a faint glimmer of water in her clear eyes, and she replied in a low voice, "Okay."

"Also," Ji Yuenian walked to Qingdi's side, tilting his head slightly, "I don't accept the love you made just now."

After saying this, a blue butterfly flapped its wings and flew out from its sleeve, and transformed into a young Taoist with a handsome face while the mysterious light flowed.

The conversation between Yuan Qing and Ji Yuenian under the gate of Yunque Palace back then was deliberate. Yuan Qing pretended to let Ji Yuenian wait alone at the gate of the palace, and performed thirty-six kinds of transformation techniques to enter Yunque After a few breaths, it turned into a butterfly and flew back silently, hiding in Ji Yuenian's sleeve robe.

Long before turning into a bird, Ji Yuenian and Yuan Qing used this method to ingest a seven-color fairy glow and hide it on Yuan Qing's body. Even if Qingdi hadn't made a move, Yuan Qing, who had recovered most of his spiritual cultivation, could still block it. Dao scarlet sword light.

After the Qingdi appeared, Yuan Qing hid the seven-colored glow in the jade plaque in Ji Yuenian's sleeve robe. Up to now, under the nourishment of the magnificent fairy glow, Ji Yuenian's shrine and sea It has gradually filled up, and even the heavy injuries on the soul have improved a little.

"Ji Yue Nian."

Qingdi grabbed Ji Yuenian's robe sleeve, put her pretty and fair face close to his ear, looked at his side face fixedly, and said, "I have one more question to ask."

Ji Yuenian backed away a little, but the sleeve robe did not break free from the soft little hands of the girl in the green skirt.

Qingdi gritted her teeth, moved closer again, and said word by word: "The brocade in the other wooden box, you really never..."

Before the words fell, there was a deafening roar that spread across the sky!

Yuan Qing slightly sensed it, and said in a deep voice: "There are eight immortal clouds condensing out from the southeast of Yunque!"

Ji Yuenian glanced at Qingdi sideways, and said: "Don't delay, Daoist Yuan Qing and I will help you fight for Xianxia. After this matter is over, not only will your ghost image be completely erased, but mine will also be wiped out." The mood will no longer be disturbed.”

The girl in the green skirt was stunned, her expression was in a rare trance, and there was an indescribable sense of emptiness in the depths of her mind.

In just a few hundred years, it seems like a lifetime away.

The present self is no longer an ignorant and ignorant newborn ghost in the Qingluan Mountains; the Chishui Demon God in front of him is no longer a sword-backed boy who forcibly broke through the barrier of the Heavenly Furnace with his cultivation base in the Nascent Profound Realm.

The Edict Ebony Sword of the Ji Family should have been the only psychic weapon he possessed back then.

Thinking of this, the corners of Qingdi's soft lips evoked a complicated smile, and the complex emotions that had troubled him for hundreds of years and struggled for a long time finally became clear at this moment.