THE SHOCKING VENOMOUS CONSORT
Chapter 345: Qi Vomiting Blood
“I ... fall in love with her.. dowry, how does your brain grow, are we all women?” Yi Li was sweating all over his body.
"Cut, how do we know if Dongyi Miaojiang has this habit, let's talk about it, don't you still swear by blood? Puff ... just a big mouthful!" Lan Xinyu said disapprovingly.
"I bite back, bite back, puff ..." Yili would go crazy, shy and angry and spurt blood again.
This time, it had absolutely nothing to do with the counterattack.
Everyone set off, only Ye Qianhe stayed there alone, watching them talk and laugh like family, some envious, and some stunned, I don't know where to go.
“Go, what are you still doing there?” Ling Chuxi said to Ye Qianhe.
“Are you talking to me?” Ye Qianhe almost hesitated and thought she heard wrong.
“You still send me life, follow us in the future, and slowly find an opportunity to pay it back,” Ling Chuxi said with a faint smile.
Today Ye Qianhe gave an injection, but Ling Chuxi was still touched. The grievances between the two people were, in fact, ever since the last time he let go, Ling Chuxi had already let go.
At first, Qian Qianhe chased after Qianli, not because she had no chance to kill him, but she actually moved her heart to love him. He then meets many of you, and he runs away a lot because of his help. Then, Ling Chuxi also taught him that he would be avenged, so he naturally would not bring that little bitterness into the heart.
But he never imagined that he still remembered the grace of not killing, and even reporting his life. Although this person was evil, he was considered noble, and he was much stronger than those hypocritical hypocrites.
Look at him so diverse, Ling Chuxi was willing to give him a way of life.
“Ya, yes.” Seeing Ling Chuxi's smile, Ye Qianhe's already unattractive heart, even warmed up, nodded and followed behind the team.
“By the way, remember to shower first, it stinks.” Lan Xinyu added another sentence, pinching her nose. Ye Qianhe was so drunk, it was really unpleasant.
“OK, okay.” Ye Qianhe said happily, looking at Lan Xinyu's cute and pretty face, not only did she not feel like she was under the fence, but was also a little friendly. It seems to have returned to the ancestral door many years ago, and the good times were taught by the sisters.
"Oh, Yili, do you know the origin of the monster earlier? The one with the entire flame body? Counting him, he helped me twice. I should give him a chance to get back at him if I have a chance." Ling Chuxi Thought about the monster, Yili asked curiously.
“I don't know, I've never seen such a monster,” Yili shook her head and said. The powerful mysterious monster was startled by Yili, but there was no information about this monster in his mind.
In a pile of pebbles not far away, Xiaohong danced proudly: "Ha ha ha ha, Ling Chuxi, you can't think of me in your dreams? I just want you to think, let you I can't understand what I'm trying to do. I'll let you owe me. When the truth becomes clear one day, I will make you guilty and regret it, ha ha ha ha! "
“Forget it, don't think about it, let's take a break first.” Since even the Blood Sastor Sect, which was famous for imperial beast art, did not know its origin, Ling Chuxi knew that there was no point in thinking about it anymore. There is always water when it falls.
Ling Chuxi finally came to the conclusion that her mother must have faced a powerful enemy before she had to leave, and she peeked at fate and went to the sky to set this up for herself, to make himself stronger. Because one day, you also have to face a strong enemy. Even the mother could not fight an enemy that had to travel far, how strong should it be?
The mother changes her so-called destiny in her own way. With such frightening courage and ability, what would a mother be like?
Ling Chuxi was even more mysterious about the mother who had never met him and only saw him from the paintings today. He even has admiration and fascination.
Given every progress and every promotion, there seems to be no danger, but which one is not a life of nine deaths, as long as your will is weaker, you may have fallen into a situation out of nowhere. Does the mother firmly believe that she can survive? It is not easy for the mother to make such arrangements. Even though her mother is not around, she loves herself in her way.
Ling Chuxi took a deep breath and was in a complicated mood.
Behind him, there was a strong sound of footsteps.
Turning his head away, Ling Yichen slowly came over.
“You really didn't sleep.” Ling Yichen's face was calm, and she walked slowly, naturally wearing a robe on Ling Chuxi's shoulder.
“Good.” Ling Chuxi nodded gently, looked at the robe on her shoulder, and smiled, “Thank you.”
“Lost your mother?” Ling Yichen asked, her voice very soft.
“Ya, do you know anything about my parents?” Ling Chuxi asked.
From the moment he remembered, his mother's memory was pitiful, and to his father it was empty. Even the second elder was only mentioned in a few words.
Ling Chuxi always thought that her parents were busy and indifferent like the other Ling children, and even ignored her. But it was only today that Ling Chuxi knew that her mother was so extraordinary, it made sense that such a person could never make achievements in the Ling family. Looking back carefully, Ling Chuxi always felt that the second elder had something to hide from himself.
After the matter of the Zongmen Holy Realm was over, it was time to go back to meet the elders, and ask about the elders. Thinking of the second elder, Ling Chuxi's heart felt warm.
“I know just as you know. After Jin Danzong's business is done, I will return to Ling's house with you.” Ling Yichen seemed to look at Ling Chuxi's thoughts and said with a smile.
Ling Chuxi also smiled, even though her strength was increasing, she still had the same spirit as before.
“Chu Xi, no matter how the future will be, I will remain by your side as before, just like before.” Ling Yichen looked into his eyes and said firmly.
He also looked at the picture, and of course guessed something, knowing that Ling Chuxi's heart must have been under pressure. He did not want to see Ling Chuxi like that. All he wanted to see was a tough and wise man with a confident smile on his face, plus a food-loving Ling Chuxi.
“Yi Chen, thank you.” Hearing Ling Yichen's words, Ling Chuxi's heart, which was shrouded in clouds, relaxed.
"Do you still need to say these two words between you and me? Don't think, get some rest early." Ling Yichen smiled slightly and turned around.
The sky was high and the clouds were bright, and the breadth of Ling Chuxi seemed wide.
Tonight, Ling Chuxi slept very quietly and steadily.
The next day, Ling Chuxi did not rush into Luoqiu City. Su Yanhua's injuries weren't all fine, and he also had something to understand.
Whether it was Xuanchen's golden sword, or the innate vitality he had just mastered, it gave him a completely different feeling. This is completely different from the real yuan world. If you don't understand it well, you can't really play the real Power.
The place where they camped was not far away, it was the peak of the peak, it looked far away, and thousands of peaks and mountains seemed to succumb to their feet, and they were filled with incredible spirits, and they were full of extraordinary spirits, which is an excellent place for planting.
Ling Chuxi gathered to guard the gods, the figure moved slightly, and the falling dust sword danced with the wind. Unknowingly, he once again fell into a world of harmony between man and nature.
“Cang Yuan Seven Swords, second type!” At this moment, the magnetic voice of Cang Yuan Jian Ling suddenly sounded in my mind.
Ling Chuxi's heart was shocked. Previously, due to his strength, he had remained at Zhenyuan pinnacle. Jianling did not teach him some other type of Cangyuan Seven Sword. Now that he had been promoted to Tianyuan, Jianling was finally willing to teach him the Cangyuan Sword Technique. .
As soon as those words fell, the figure of Wei An belonging to Jian Ling appeared in his mind.The long and straight sword in his hand slowly came out.It seemed simple, but contained endless changes.
Ling Chuxi knew that Cangyuan's swordsmanship looked simple, but actually the wear and tear was enormous. The current situation of the sword spirit could not be demonstrated all the time, so he concentrated on the gods, sensed the mysteries in swordsmanship, and followed in his mind. Rehearse.
“Cangyuan Seven Swords, third style!” Right after the demonstration, Jian Ling shouted again, and then began to show her next style.
Ling Chuxi was already a little tired, but when she heard his voice, she could only cheer and follow the training.
My heart is secretly strange: the seven forms of Cang Yuan are very deep and profound. When Jian Ling taught him the first form, it took him a long time to grasp the mysteries. How could Jian Ling teach two styles one by one?
Despite my doubts, of course Ling Chuxi would not ask much at the moment, but gather all her spirit and learn.
This third type of Cangyuan swordsmanship was more profound and mysterious than the previous two types. Even with Ling Chuxi's heart of martial arts, he could only remember the changes, but he was unable to comprehend the profound mysteries, much less the integration. .
Following the spirit spirit sword, Ling Chuxi only felt that her body was sweating and raining, and even the sea of spirits was almost dry, and her mind was filled with swordsmanship and endless chaos.
Ling Chuxi performed the purification of the gods and broke Wu Dao's heart, and it took a while for the mind to recover.
"OK, I have taught you the second and third forms of the Seven Swords of Cangyuan. With your current Tianyuan world, you should barely be able to use it." Jian Ling said, but also looked tired.
“Why teach me two ways at once?” Ling Chuxi said her doubts.
"Seven Cangyuan Swords, one sword is stronger than one sword, but one sad sword, one sword. Only when the sword force in front was fully integrated could the sword force in the back be understood, and its power doubled.
In total, I will only know the first three types, and the other types are stored in the other Cangyuan complaints. If the current ancient site was really one of Cangyuan's other three grievances, his strength could be imagined. Only by studying the first three types of Cangyuan swordsmanship can we have more chances. "Jianling said solemnly.
Master's words seemed to still ring in his ears, and only he could help the Blood Beast Sect out of despair and even move to its next glory. Yili's gaze became firmer, more persistent, and more intense than before.
Immersed in the Cangyuan sword skill, Ling Chuxi's mind and soul were completely immersed in the void, comprehending the mysteries in the sword skill bit by bit, forgetting about time and space.
As the sun rose and the sun rose, the battle shifted.
A few days later, Ling Chuxi's remaining figure was still dancing around with the wind, and it was even more mysterious under the dazzling and colorful envelope.
Ling Yichen and the others were guarding around, and even eating very simply, unwilling to make a sound, for fear of affecting his cultivation. And more often, they were also immersed in cultivation, and the insights from Ling Chuxi's body and sword style were integrated into their own understanding and became their own mood.
Finally, Ling Chuxi stopped, like a white jade statue, perfect for fear of being approached. He just stood there, as if he had stood for thousands of years, and experienced countless changes in the world.
The colorful light disappeared from his body, there was no thunder and thunder, there was no long rainbow, but everyone felt that some subtle changes had occurred in his body. Quiet, calm, like an unequaled sword in its deep sheath, with a controlled tip, it could never be seen.
Even though the pretty face was still very familiar, and her smile was still warm, everyone felt as if there was an invisible diaphragm between them and Ling Chuxi, who was not at all, and they don't know what to say for a while.
"Ah, I'm so hungry. I shouldn't have eaten for a few days. I'm really hungry. No roasted rabbit meat. Let me have a fat back leg first." Ling Chuxi suddenly grimaced. Come on, touch your stomach and say. Fairy temperament just disappeared ...
At the end of his speech, Ling Yichen smiled first, then Su Yizhi also smiled lovingly, and then, Su Xiuer, Su Yanhua, Zhou Kaitai.
Their patriarch, an unhappy foodie, has not changed.
"No rabbit meat. We are afraid that it will affect your cultivation in the past few days. We all ate very simply. However, Yili did not know what to do on these days. He said that when your cultivation is complete, I will ask you to eat a large meal that has never been eaten. Ate. "Said Lan Xinyu.
“Really?” Ling Chuxi gulped. Despite having innate vitality, not eating for a few days had no effect on the body, but the voracious worms in the stomach had hung high.
"Are the grown-ups finished? My dishes are ready. Come here." Come here." Not far away, Yili wore an apron and drilled into the camp account with a spatula made of wood in her hand.
“Eating and hiding in the camp, so mysterious, what are you doing?” Ling Chuxi sniffed and smelled a seductive scent.
"This is our specialty Miaojiang. If you meet me, you can't eat it anywhere else" Yi Li said proudly.
Ling Chuxi gulped. He had heard the second elder say that Dongyi Miaojiang was rich in products and had many outstanding typical foods. Unfortunately, elder Er did not explain at that moment, causing Ling Chuxi to be curious for a long time. I finally felt it myself today.
This was the nature of eating, and Ling Chuxi's state was really a type of swallowing mountains and rivers, a bird's eye view of Kyushu.