Consciousness as a female partner

Chapter 55
He Xue was kicked into the air, her body slammed into the wall firmly, and she got up from the broken pieces. She looked at Qing Hao who was flying towards him in surprise.

Qingzi is not weak, so it is not surprising that she was beaten into the air. The strange thing is that she killed her with tears streaming down her face, which makes people wonder.

"What are you going to do!" She took a step back, clutching her injured shoulder.

Qing Hao stared at her as if she had lost her soul, "I have been thinking, if Yu Hantian is really a heretic, then only the savior can kill him, and if I kill the savior, he will be safe."

He Xue was horrified, but when she calmed down, she felt that it made sense. There was nothing wrong with it. The purpose of her coming to this world might be to kill Yu Hantian and take on the responsibility of saving the world!

"I won't die." Now that she was certain in her heart, she became even more motivated, and sneered as she slammed the whip in her hand, "It depends on whether you have the ability."

The two fought, and He Xue showed no mercy to Qing Zai, killing him with every move, and Qing Zai's speed gradually slowed down.

A cyan-purple magic circle appeared from Qing Zai's feet, and she couldn't move, and then her chest was beaten repeatedly with a whip.

Spitting out a mouthful of blood, Qing Hao staggered to his feet, and was beaten to the ground again in an instant.

"Trash." He Xue raised her chin, the original killing intent was gone, and she wanted to enjoy the toys that she finally got.

The sudden surge of demonic energy made her startled, the person lying under her feet had disappeared, and the pressure above her head was strong, she tried to hide in a hurry, but couldn't.

Qing Zou used the blood as a guide, poured all the celestial power into his left palm, and headed towards He Xue's neck against the wind.

"Shared by immortals and demons!" He Xue's heart trembled.

The hair on his forehead was blown up by the palm wind, and the sharp blade stopped suddenly. When Qing Zai was in a daze, the person was already sent flying several feet away, directly hitting the street from the wall of Zhu's house.

Passers-by on the road suddenly saw such a large person smashing the wall, lying on the ground not knowing whether he was alive or dead, they all stepped forward curiously, but were scared away by the flying whip.

He Xue stood on one foot on the roof, looking down at her, "You can't kill me, because you don't have the heart to kill, and those who don't have the heart to kill are destined to be unable to defeat me."

"She is right, you are hesitant in your heart." Leng Can said, "Run, you can't beat her now."

"She has to die." Qing Hao staggered to his feet, his internal organs were all shaken, and his breathing was throbbing.

Why did that girl suddenly want He Xue to die?Leng Can carefully looked at the person standing on the roof, and really couldn't figure out what she did to die.The sea of ​​consciousness has been blocked, it can't hear the two talking, so it can only stare blankly.

Seeing Qing Hao stand up, He Xue frowned, and flew straight down, "Since you want to die, I'm not welcome!"

The soaring demonic energy made her unable to open her eyes, so she could only take a few steps back.

The surrounding people watched in horror as the tornado-like black-purple gas enveloped a woman in green clothes. The woman was in the center of the black-purple gas, and the clothes really covered her body.

In the center of the human world, she can use such a sky-high demonic energy, does this girl have no brains!Leng Can wanted her to calm down, but found that the sea of ​​consciousness had been blocked.

Before He Xue could react, her chest had already been hit hard. She lowered her head in disbelief, and stabbed a blue knife straight into her chest.

"Someone fell!"

He Xue's body fell heavily from the vegetable stand, curled up on the ground and twitched in embarrassment.

Qing Hao fell to the ground, and casually wiped away the blood that covered his eyes, "You can't live."

"Even if I'm a ghost, I won't let you go." He Xue reluctantly sat up.Impossible to die, she is the master of this world, how could she die!

I have been thinking about how I should tell you the reason why I killed you. Qing Zai walked around her, slowly backed away, and silently shouted:
"Section One: Stretching Exercises"

Qingzhao takes a step forward with his left foot, and touches his right toe on the ground; while stepping forward with his left foot, he lowers his head slightly, with the palms of his arms facing downwards, then wraps sideways backwards, downwards and forwards until he raises his side upwards.

"Session Two: Chest Expanding Exercise"

He Xue's eyes grew bigger and bigger, and the blood kept gushing out from the injured chest. She couldn't feel the pain, her body was shaking like a sieve, and she fell back straight, with blood coming out of her mouth, and she couldn't believe it, " It turned out to be the eighth set of radio gymnastics."

Qing Hao stopped, squatted beside her corpse, looked at the unrepentant expression of the person on the ground, knelt on the ground and kowtowed heavily to her, "I'm sorry."

The officers and soldiers arrived soon, but apart from the pool of blood and the people's gossip, there was no trace of the murderer on the ground.

In a land of green mountains and green waters in the human world, Qingzhao sat on the edge of a cliff, with a pile of soil stacked high behind him, and an unknown wooden plank was inserted on it.

"Before I came, the cemetery over there had already been sold to [-] square meters, which can be considered as a cemetery for the rich." She said softly, unconsciously flicking the ants under her feet.

"You really killed someone?" As soon as Leng Can's words fell, he immediately felt the unprecedented vibration in the sea of ​​consciousness, which made it almost vomit.

It noticed that Qing Hao's mood was extremely unstable, so it stopped provoking her, "Treat the wound first."

"It's okay." Qing Hao stretched out her hand and pressed heavily on the injured shoulder, the sharp pain made her tremble all over.

Not enough, this little pain is not enough!Blood flowed to the back of her hand, she screamed and rubbed the back of her hand against her clothes desperately.

Blood is all blood, if you kill someone, you are no longer a person in that world.

In his mind, He Xue's unrepentant appearance is vivid in his mind, and his hands are full of the touch when Qingxia was inserted into the warm chest. The blood from that chest sprayed on her face, which was hot and pungent.

There was nausea in her stomach, she bent down and vomited heavily, until finally there was nothing but yellow light juice.

Her head hurt so much, she smashed her head desperately, hitting a tree, kneeling and hitting the ground.Already almost lost consciousness.

Sensing the scent of lotus flowers behind him, Qing Zai subconsciously became murderous and committed the killer.

With his hand caught halfway, Jimo Yueyang looked at the man in front of him who was bloody and bloody, "Qing Zou, calm down."

"I'm not Qing Zou, I killed someone." She stepped back, and suddenly yelled, the devilish energy all over her body soared, and she ran out a hundred and eighty cards in an instant.

It is rumored that a monster appeared in the human world and the monster world. The speed of the monster is so fast that mortal monsters cannot be seen with the naked eye.

Monsters don't hurt people, but where they pass, they can hear whispers, and the voices are not real. Some people say that monsters are insane, and some people say that monsters are casting spells.

The evildoer went from the human world to the demon world, and disappeared after half a month, and no one saw him again.

At the gate of the demon world city, a dirty body was lying in the muddy water, half of the cheeks were dripping in the sewage, the hair was scattered and tangled, and the clothes on the body were already dirty and unrecognizable.

The lotus fragrance was suddenly strong, and Jimo Yueyang walked up to her, picked up her hand and searched for her veins, "It actually exhausted all the devil energy, it's too reckless."

Qing Zai was woken up by the water, her throat was sore from the water, and she was lying on the bedside coughing heart-piercingly.

"I should have woken you up more gently, but you have slept too long, and I have no patience." You don't need to listen to the lazy voice to know who it is.

Jin was wet, and it was uncomfortable to stick to her body. Her eyeballs rolled around, "This is the devil world."

"Smart." Jimo Yueyang walked to the bed, stretched out his hand and gently brushed away the water-soaked hair between her forehead, "It's uncomfortable to be wet, I'll help you change into dry clothes."

Qing Hao wanted to stretch out his hand to slap that restless paw, but when he moved, he felt that the muscles all over his body were sore and unbearably sore as if they had been crushed.

"I didn't do this. I ran for half a month. If it weren't for the blessing of magic energy, you would have died of exhaustion." He added, "It's just that a person died. Is this necessary? ?”

"Cough, cough, cough!" Qing Hao choked on the saliva, and his face was red from coughing.

Suddenly her shoulder was embraced, Jimo Yueyang hugged her into his arms, reached out and patted her shoulder lightly, and said softly: "I won't say anymore."

"Where is Yuhantian?" Qing Hao asked out of breath.

The arm on her shoulder tightened, and Jimo Yueyang pulled away, "He's dead."

"Impossible!" Qing Hao was sure, "None of you can kill him."

Jimo Yueyang raised his eyebrows, with a mocking look in his eyes, "Really?"

"Tell me where he is?" Qing Hao grabbed the quilt and looked at him nervously and expectantly.

"Devils are always good. I'll tell you his whereabouts. What can you give me?" Jimo Yueyang walked back to her side, reached out to grab her chin, and forced her to look up, "Qing Zai, what can you give me?" what?"

As if remembering something, he bent down and looked at her at the same level, "Your reaction to killing people is really interesting, otherwise, you help me kill people, and I will tell you the whereabouts of Yu Hantian?"

There was a moment of silence, the sarcasm in his eyes became heavier, and he let go and straightened up.

"it is good."

He was stunned, with great anger gushing out of his heart, and his voice became cold, "It's of no use to me to kill a person and look half dead."

Watching Jimo Yueyang leave with his sleeves shaken, Qing Zai grabbed the corner of the quilt tightly, but was powerless to let go.

For some reason in the Demon Realm, the temperature is always low and never sees the sun. Qing Zou stayed in the wet brocade quilt for a whole day and developed a high fever. His body was sometimes cold and sometimes hot, and his consciousness gradually drifted away.

In a trance, a pair of familiar and warm big hands gently covered the hot forehead, those hands were icy cold, which made people feel comfortable in their hearts.

She wanted to pull her hand away, but she grabbed it and whispered, "Don't go."

That big hand did not move obediently, allowing her to grasp it.A tuft of black hair hung down to her neck, and Qing Hao shrank her neck in discomfort.

"You told me not to go? Do you know who I am?"

The voice was as light as cotton, and the breath deliberately hit the eyelids, making them feel numb.

Qingzhao wanted to open her eyes, but her eyelids were heavy. She held that big cold hand, and the words in her mouth were about to burst through her mouth.

The man didn't rush, just waited quietly.

The name imprinted deep in my heart was repeatedly grinded on the tip of my tongue, and finally blurted out: "Warming against the cold."

There was a sudden ice on the hot forehead, even in a coma, she could still feel the other party's smiling mood, and she fell asleep when her consciousness was drowsy.

(End of this chapter)