Mu Jin took a lifelike paper crane handed over by Qin Liuxi and was a little confused for a moment, as if he didn't understand.
Qin Liuxi didn't explain much. She saw Mu Jin's will to die, so she didn't try to persuade him. She just took out an antidote pill from the Qiankun bag, put it in a jade bottle, and handed it over.
"I don't quite understand the thoughts of people who are struggling to survive under the influence of imperial power, but I can understand it. I know that there are people in aristocratic families who sacrifice themselves for the sake of the family to help everyone. Whether it is the head of the family or a married woman, there are always such people. "Existence, because you can't help yourself." Qin Liuxi said: "Just like it is human nature to seek good fortune and avoid evil, it is also human nature to pursue profit. It is up to you how you choose. This detoxifying pill can detoxify hundreds of poisons. If you choose." If you want to live, just swallow it, the poison will not kill you."
Mu Jin’s eyes were red and she couldn’t help herself. Since she knew, she knew that she actually had no choice.
"This paper crane, if you want to live, you can live. You just need to give up everything and change your way of living." Qin Liuxi said: "The choice is up to you."
Mu Jin sniffed and said, "Why is the temple master so kind to me?"
Qin Liuxi was silent for a moment: "Cause and effect."
Mu Jin was stunned.
Qin Liuxi fed her a pill and said, "Although the poison has been removed, the poison still remains. I will give you an acupuncture. Without Qi Qian, the back house has lost its mistress and the children have lost their mother. Not a good thing."
Mu Jin's words of rejection were swallowed back in her throat, and she allowed Qin Liuxi to perform acupuncture on her body. The warmth spread throughout her body, and she actually fell asleep.
Qin Liuxi recited the Heart-Calming and Calming Mantra to her, prescribed another prescription, handed it to Grandma Wang, and then left quietly.
When Mu Jin woke up, the hall was brightly lit and the man was no longer there. Only the paper crane and jade vase were safely placed beside her pillow, proving that she had been there.
She sat up, held the paper crane and stared at it for a while, tears streaming down her face.
Heavy snow is falling.
Qin Liuxi quietly appeared at Prince Zhao's Mansion and found Prince Zhao who was drunk and disheveled. He took off his sack and cast a gag spell to start the fight.
The sound of punches fell on him, and he couldn't even make a sound. There was no wound on his face, but the bones in his body felt like they had been crushed. The pain made his face distorted and open. He groaned, but was horrified to find that he couldn't scream, and the person he saw had no face.
Ghost, there is a ghost!
King Zhao was panicked and frightened until the bones of his right leg and right hand were broken by her with a click. He rolled his eyes and fainted completely.
Qin Liuxi snorted coldly, touched the broken bone and clicked it twice before reconnecting it. However, after reconnecting it, it was a little short, making it hard to see anything.
Immeasurable Heavenly Lord, if I don’t kill him, I will give him a blow to vent his anger.
After defeating King Zhao, Qin Liuxi went to Yu Linglan again. If it weren't for his auxiliary counselor who came up with the idea, how could Mu Jin have suffered such a crime?
So, he is also a member of the group seeking beatings.
Yu Linglan was flipping through the book at this time. Suddenly her body stiffened and she looked at the person who appeared out of thin air.
Qin Liuxi's eyes were half-squinted. It shouldn't be. A mortal can still be keenly aware of his arrival. There must be a ghost.
She attacked Yu Linglan without thinking.
A bang.
Half the house was blown down, and the commotion was so loud that it immediately attracted countless guards.
Yu Linglan took the opportunity to disappear into the night sky.
There is indeed a ghost.
Qin Liuxi was very fast, and when he chased after him, he hit him with a magic spell.
Zilei knocked Yu Linglan off her feet, fell from mid-air, and fell down in an alley. There was a roar of thunder and lightning, and smoke came out of his body. Yu Linglan coughed up a mouthful of blood, her hair stood up from the blast, and her face turned black.
He put one hand on the ground, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the other, and said with a sneer: "Do you, an upright disciple, use Taoist techniques to treat ordinary people? Aren't you afraid of divine punishment?"
“Do you think it dares to send me away?” Qin Liuxi glanced at the night sky arrogantly, and then looked at him: “And you, are you an ordinary person? You are just a monster, you **** a shell and treat yourself like a human being?”
Yu Linglan's eyes flickered: "What a monster, I am the son of the Yu family of the Yin tribe, Young Master Boyin."
咻.
Qin Liuxi teleported and came to him, grabbing his neck with her hands. A familiar aura came from him, and she subconsciously exerted force.
Yu Linglan's eyes turned red and she said intermittently: "You dare to kill someone?"
While he was speaking, his eyes were changing rapidly, sometimes frightened, sometimes mocking, as if there were two souls going back and forth.
"Why don't you dare to kill the ghost who took over the body?" Qin Liuxi sneered, took the dzi bead from his neck, wrapped it around his neck, and tightened it.
Yu Linglan’s eyes bulged, but her soul still didn’t come out of her body.
Qin Liuxi cast a spell on the Dzi Bead. The Dzi Bead emitted a dazzling golden light and turned into a hook of deep cold. The coercion enveloped Yu Linglan's whole body. A ray of ghost gradually hooked from his spiritual platform. come out.
It was a man about the same age as Yu Linglan. He was struggling in the dzi bead, and the ghost had a brand of divine consciousness that she was familiar with.
It belongs to the old rival Si Luo.
She had felt that something was wrong with Yu Linglan before, but the Qiankun Mirror didn't detect it. Was it because his divine consciousness was imprinted on the ghost? And her cultivation at that time was far less than it is now, so she didn't fully detect it. come out.
I don’t know how long this Yin Hun has been seizing his body, but it fits so well with Yu Linglan’s body and doesn’t show any difference. Gang Qin Liuxi stretched out his hand to hold the Yin Hun.
No, he has been seizing the house for so long and has not exposed himself in front of him several times, but now he has been exposed.
It’s a scam!
Almost at the same time, when the spiritual consciousness penetrated into the meridians along her hand, her mind suddenly moved, and the fire of karma sprang up from the meridians, directly covering the spiritual consciousness.
If you want to bite me, bite me back!
The fire of karma is like a lotus, hot and domineering, with nowhere to hide and nowhere to escape.
The ghost let out a shrill and shrill scream, and was completely destroyed. The spiritual consciousness was also burned away without a trace.
The spiritual consciousness was burned, and Siluo, the master who had laid the mark, suffered a backlash immediately. The divine palace suffered an unprecedented heavy blow, and his soul trembled, almost forcibly separated from his physical body.
He was shocked, how could it be?
But he couldn't do anything yet, because the soul deep in the divine palace took the opportunity to fight back.
Siluo's hands were tied with complicated seals, and he patted his spiritual altar. A whirlwind rolled up around him, sucking in all the spiritual energy around him. He introduced the Buddha's bones everywhere in his body, and then integrated them into the damaged soul. , suppressing the soul body's desire to counterattack.
Two forces were tug-of-war in the Divine Mansion, and the wind and snow around him formed a whirlwind that kept spinning upwards. Someone saw it inadvertently and was stunned.
It’s not a spectacle that a tornado dragon absorbs water. What is this, a tornado rolling in snow?
Si Luo touched the altar, licked his pale lips, and smiled, "Red Lotus Karma Fire?"
I really underestimated her!
His expression gradually became cold, and his warm eyes turned blood-colored, like a boundless sea of blood. (End of chapter)