Qing Lian looked at the wrinkled face, and suddenly the previous scene appeared in her mind.

Through the narrow crack of the door, in the hazy mist, and the looming white and flawless back, she copied the water in her hand, and it was sprinkled in abundance. The three thousand blue silk was as beautiful as an ink painting.

Yue Zijin, who drooped his eyelids, naturally sensed it again. His brows were slightly wrinkled, and his heart was sullen. He already looked like this. He still had this kind of thought.

At the beginning, I looked at how innocent and innocent a child, why did he become like this, apart from his nature, I am afraid there is no other explanation.

Holding the crutches, Yue Zijin went into the house with his hunched body, leaving Qinglian alone in a daze.

"Oh, it's still like this, it's really bad."

Because the old devil's voice suddenly appeared in his mind again, like an old friend reunited after a long absence, Qinglian was shocked, but also filled with endless hatred.

"If you hadn't let me go, how could my elder sister hate me now and alienate me, it's all your fault, it's all your fault." Qing Lian almost gritted her teeth and said this.

"Oh? Think about it carefully, is that the case? I don't carry the blame."

Ji Jiu smiled. He had woken up from the seal of reincarnation, and had seen a few clues. Thinking about it, the day when the seal was broken was not far away.

"Then what else is going on? You tell me, there is something good waiting for me in the crack of the door, otherwise why would I want to see it." Qing Lian's face was extremely gloomy.

Ji Jiu asked with a smile, "You really think so in your heart? You don't know what she's doing in there? Don't forget that you called the bucket of hot water."

"you…"

Being broken by a word, Qing Lian's face became even more ugly. Why didn't he want to find someone to blame? He didn't blame him for this, but the old devil. What he didn't want to peep at all was what the old devil had to say.

"I'm just reminding you. In the final analysis, the person who wants to see is you, and the person who sees it is also you. Even if you kill me now, it won't help." Ji Jiu said indifferently, her deep eyes seemed to see through the blue Any thoughts in Lian's heart are exposed naked and cannot be hidden.

Qing Lian's face was gray and depressed, "Yes, you're right, it's useless now. Sister, she avoids me like a snake..."

Right, that is it.

Ji Jiu narrowed his eyes and felt that his heart was breaking down rapidly, the embankment of a thousand miles collapsed in the ant's nest, and he needed to take it step by step.

Although some ancestors strengthened his inheritance, he couldn't stand his repeated bewitching and guidance.

As long as he is not a saint, he will have desires and flaws, and even himself has greed and thus fell into the trap of Ren Zu, not to mention that he is just a little demon. Comparing my mind with myself, it is like white paper and a dye vat.

At this time, it is time to give him a strong medicine.

"Do you know why your sister is getting old?"

Ji Jiu asked suddenly.

"Well, elder sister, she said, because she was poisoned by blood because of the enemy's plot back then, making her spiritual sea dusty and unable to use her spiritual energy, so she grew old..." Qinglian was asked this question, she didn't know why, but she still replied. .

Ji Jiu smiled maliciously, "No, no, no, think about her identity, isn't she the Holy Maiden of Qinglian Temple?"

"Yes, my sister said that she is the saintess of the Qinglian Temple, and her status is respected, and the Qinglian Temple is detached from the world, more powerful and mysterious than those holy places." Qinglian replied again.

Ji Jiu asked sternly, "Then you say she has such a strong origin, why can't she solve even a little blood poison?"

Qing Lian was speechless, "This..."

Ji Jiu said again: "You are so smart, you probably don't need my reminder."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ji Jiu's face showed a malicious smile again.

Silence for a moment.

"Sister, it's not that she can't understand it, it's that she doesn't want to."

Qing Lian's face suddenly appeared painful and hideous, she scratched her hair, and then squatted on the ground in despair, her face full of unwillingness and cruelty.

If she wants to stop herself from thinking, she can just say it directly. Why use this method, it's really euphemistic, but it's also very hurtful, isn't it?

Didn't I love and like her? Well, then she gave up her beauty and youth, so that she would no longer be delusional.

In an instant, Qinglian guessed many of Yue Zijin's thoughts and plans, and was convinced of it.

After a long while, he stood up, his face indifferent and without any extra expression.

As for going to her for proof, it's not necessary, it's nothing but humiliation.

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…

At night, the night is still as cool as water, there is no wind and no moon, and the sky is pitch black.

Qing Lian was lying on the bed, her closed eyes suddenly opened, and there was a sense of darkness in it that did not match her age. He slowly stood up from the bed, then jumped to the ground, and slowly moved his lower body, as if he hadn't exercised for a long time. There is a feeling of stretching.

"Although it's only an hour, it's enough."

Now I can't call him Qinglian, because Qinglian has fallen into a deep sleep.

Ji Jiu is currently able to control this body, but the time is short, only an hour.

Most of his soul is still sealed in the circle formed by the seal of reincarnation. If Qinglian wakes up, the small part of the soul that escaped will no longer be able to control this body.

According to the current flaws in Qinglian's state of mind, Ji Jiu can only let her sleep for an hour at most. If she wants to do it to a greater extent, I am afraid she will have to completely destroy her state of mind or kill and swallow her.

Ji Jiu glanced at the old woman who was still lying under the bed, sleeping in her clothes, her eyes flashed with strange colors, and she immediately gave up the idea of ​​taking her life. She was still useful. Just a martial artist.

As for covering up his movements and not letting them find out, it is very easy. No matter what, he is also a Soul Palace realm martial artist, although this body has not yet opened up the spiritual sea.

But the demon body is convenient, almost every corner of the body is filled with spiritual energy, it's ridiculous that Qinglian himself can't use it.

Whoosh!

The wind blows.

A fingerprint turned from spiritual energy landed on Yue Zijin's neck, causing him to frown. Even if he fell into a deep slumber, he would not be able to wake up for a while.

Ji Jiu pushed the door open and went directly to the depths of the stockade.

In order to make Qinglian completely collapse, he still has a lot of things to do.

Along the muddy path, Ji Jiu came to the door of a house in a few steps. Without knocking, he pushed open the door directly. The unlit house was pitch black, and there was one after another snoring.

However, in Ji Jiu's eyes, everything was as bright as day, and he couldn't stop him in the slightest.

When Ji Jiu came to the inner room, there was a living being still pulsing inside, so he followed the path of boxing that Yue Zijin passed on to Qinglian, and punched the boy who was still sleeping in the room.

Pfft, the sound of penetrating flesh was not loud, but it smashed the boy's head into pieces, splashing red and white, and the vitality was cut off.

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