After cultivating immortal writing, hold the script in hand

Chapter 147
Under Qing Tingyu's control, Sang Qi fell into a state of silence.

Lingyin forced out the essence and blood of her heart, and extracted pure black-purple round beads from it. This is the method she found based on the breath of the magic flower in her body.

The treatment of the Demon Spirit Flower is the same as that of the Chili Pearl. It is a sacred object of the Demon Race, which can help them increase their cultivation speed, and it can also be eaten back at them, killing people invisibly.

Faced with Sang Qi's distorted face due to anger, and the evil and gloomy thoughts that could be felt from the outside, Lingyin was not afraid at all, and punched a little black and purple bead in the palm of his hand between his eyebrows.

The brows that were filled with demonic energy instantly returned to normal, but the demon spirit flower breath embedded in his sea of ​​consciousness is like a timing tracker, and he can sense his existence within a certain range, or find his trace through the connection of spiritual consciousness , and even easily control his behavior.

In this way, he can not only stay in the Tianyang faction, stay within the public's sight, but also let her always be alert to his threats to others, and make a move at a critical moment, seriously injuring his consciousness.

"I have to trouble my brother to erase his memory." She said.

At this time, Qing Ting Yu, whose face was covered with black mist and whose facial features were not clear, walked slowly, pressed one hand on the top of her head and rubbed it randomly, and said in a lazy and charming voice, "Xiao Lingyin, please be more polite when asking for help. It's cold, how can you look like begging for help?"

Hehe, she was used to his indecent behavior, so she slapped his hand away lightly and smoothed her chicken coop.

He said unhappily: "This process benefits both of you and me. If you don't do it, with Sanzi's strength, or the strength that lives in his body, you will be found out sooner or later. With your intelligence, even without me Reminder, you will do this. So, how can senior brother negotiate terms with me?"

Qing Tingyu squinted her eyes, and was not surprised by her sharp reaction speed, and was a little...comfortable, just like an old father watching his daughter grow up and have a promising future, which made her very uncomfortable.

Lingyin shuddered and pushed him out, "Hurry up, Sang Qi seemed to have broken all the formations when he came in, so it's just right for us to go out now."

After finishing speaking, she turned around and smoothed the bump on her arm piece by piece.

She thought that she would boil the eagle when she went back.

Especially the hawks in the realm of comprehension are all spiritual. If you want to tame them, the eyes of the hawk must be sharper and sharper than theirs.

When she can tame an eagle, she will not be afraid that every time she meets her senior brother's eyes in tacit understanding, she will always be unable to resist its pressure and avoid it in vain.

Concentrating on my thoughts, when I looked up at the stone statue of the devil, everything returned to the starting point, there were no shadows gathered at one point, no shining eyes, only He Yu.

He had a complex expression, and his eyes were fixed on the handsome man who was casting a spell on Sangzi.

Although Qing Ting Yu made a disguise, his tone and voice did not change.Moreover, it is obvious to all that he entered the stone statue of the devil, and he cannot hide it no matter what, unless...

She and He Yu briefly exchanged eyes, and He Yu's eyes flashed with doubts, anxiety, and uneasiness, but finally returned to calm.

He turned around silently, with no emotion in his tone: "Hurry up and leave."

Lingyin stared at his tall and straight back in the same complicated way, thinking about things vividly.

Suddenly, a hand covered her sight with a light and elegant cedar fragrance, "If you look at your eyes again, they will be glued to you."

certainly not.

Lingyin puffed her cheeks, retorted secretly, then turned her head to confirm that Sang Qi had fallen into a coma, and quickly followed Heyu's pace. When the three of them passed the stone statue, no one noticed that the corners of the demon statue's lips were slightly upturned. His eyebrows became kind.

After dragging two sleeping people out of the Wanmo Palace, Qing Tingyu checked the remnants of the formation, and said: "It's very thorough, there is no possibility of repairing it."

According to He Yu, the formation is very evil, but it was completely broken by Sang Qi who just arrived, which is weird.

The source of this strangeness is another demon borrowed from Sangzi's body, which is probably left over from the ancient times.

Huh, the content in the book has changed, the brother is really in big trouble, I hope Sanqi will not think of him after the memory is erased.

Then there is He Yu, she is not sure if he will slip up.

When she wanted to talk to him, she found that Qing Tingyu was already standing with him, and the two of them had no special expressions, just like two businessmen negotiating a deal.
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At the same time, in Juyuan City, which is the closest to the Yunhai faction, the black market is as lively as ever.

The door is open to welcome visitors from all directions.

On the seventh floor, the steward Ling Shuang was wearing revealing clothes, with a long dark purple dress dragging the floor, her upper body showing her white and delicate fragrant shoulders, and her lower body showing her slender and clean legs like jade carvings.

A wine gourd was hung around her waist, faint wisps of spiritual energy were leaking from the cork.

Standing at the table, she was reserved and introverted, completely opposite to her usual bohemian personality, even a little indifferent.

Sitting behind the square table is a man wearing a jade mask, dressed in white, as frosty as snow, standing tall and tall, with long hair like a waterfall.

Even if he couldn't see his face, he was known to be a standard handsome man.

"Miss Lingyin has been missing for several years, does the lord know her whereabouts?" Ling Shuang cut to the chase.

The man in white was holding a white porcelain cup with one hand, and resting the other on the armrest, beating the beat gently.

Then the voice seemed to come from the ancient world, drifting slowly: "Not yet."

Oh, I don't know what you are doing here, I can't drink anymore.

Ling Shuang was muttering in her heart, but she couldn't show it on the surface, playing the role of a conscientious subordinate.

Because Lingyin had someone from the Yunhai Sect to take care of Lingyin before, she didn't pay much attention to it, so she didn't pay much attention to it. But since the news of the disappearance of Taoist Qingyue's closed disciple was reported, she realized the seriousness of the matter.

For this reason, while pleading guilty to her superiors, she cooperated with the black market in other places to investigate secretly, but found nothing, and even the magic weapon given by the Lord could not be found.

But looking at the master's relaxed and contented appearance, he felt that he must know something.

Although the Lord seems to have no affection for Miss Lingyin at all.

Just when her thoughts were diverging, the man in white opened his slightly closed eyes, glazed in color, and said, "Come back soon. When she returns, help her advance quickly. With her aptitude and bloodline, she is strong enough to withstand the pressure. With Qing Ting Yu, he is a dangerous existence, but it is still useful, don't make him suspicious."

My God, this is probably the longest sentence she has ever heard from the Lord, and it feels like a pie falling from the sky.Go back and brag about 300 years with your sisters.

Ling Shuang's inner drama is rich, but at the same time, she hides unspeakable worries.

If one day Lingyin learns the true identity and intentions of the Lord, will she turn her face and women will kill each other, which is rare in the fairy world.

For a while, he thought that he was caught in the middle. In the future, when the lord flew into the God Realm, Miss Lingyin would definitely take over the lord's position. At that time, she would not be able to cause trouble for her father, but she would be troublesome.

(End of this chapter)