The Splendid Life of the Female Supporting Role

    Qin Zhiyue did not reply directly to Yan Changfeng, but first raised her eyes to look at Keke, and asked softly: "Keke, do you want to talk to Elder Yan..."

    "No." Keke took a bite of the sesame cake, "If the fairy sister doesn't want to go, then I won't go either."

    "Well, my brother doesn't want to go, so I won't go either~" Qin Zhiyue smiled and shrugged, throwing the reason for rejection directly on Keke.

    Yan Changfeng jumped: "Damn girl, I'm old but not deaf! What this kid said at the beginning is that you don't want to go!"

      The Immortal Cultivation World is one soul, so for her, joining the Wanlong faction is nothing more than a foolish matter of stepping out of desperation with her left foot and stepping into the abyss with her right foot.

    Life is short, the road ahead is bumpy, and the revenge has not yet been avenged, she has no energy to deal with another Lu Qing, Cen Rou or Qing Mu.

    Yan Changfeng also saw what was in Qin Zhiyue's heart, so he didn't continue to pursue the invitation, and after a moment of silence, he slowly said: "No matter what, young people always want If you have your own things to do, I will return to the West in a hundred years, and the world will still be yours.”

& nbsp; I should also show you a clear path." He pointed to his heart, and continued, "Removing the immortal bone is equal to the lifespan. I can see that you really want to improve your ability, but you are now short of lifespan, even if it is If you receive thousands of commissions, you will be stuck at the bottleneck and cannot continue to break through.”

    Qin Zhiyue frowned and looked up at him with some doubts.

      When you think about its swordsmanship, it will be like stepping on a cloud to climb a thousand miles." Yan Changfeng smiled, "And little girl, didn't you realize that you have an ability that others don't have - the more injuries you get, the more muscles and bones you get hurt. stronger."

    These words instantly awakened Qin Zhiyue, she stared at Yan Changfeng in a daze, and slowly began to think about everything that happened after she came to this world.

    Yes, since she came to this world, she has found that her physique seems to have improved by leaps and bounds, especially after fighting with others, the more serious the injury, the better the recovery. Slow, but in the end it is the fastest to improve.

    When the immortal bone was pulled out, her body was almost washed and regenerated from bone marrow; When she was in the valley, she encountered many villains along the way, which almost left her scarred and bloodstained.

    But, she seems to be stronger than the beginning.

    She does not rule out that this may be a positive effect caused by the healing of [Lingquan Space], but she does not rule out that it is the original owner's own physical problem.

    Qin Zhiyue suddenly breathed a little short, and a thought quickly flashed in her mind—

     "Don't think about the dead girl, even if you have a special physique, there are certain limits to your growth." Yan Changfeng mercilessly dismissed the thoughts in her mind, "Take your time Well, if you believe me, find a quiet place to ponder this "Jian Ming Lu" slowly, I still say that, you don't have a fairy bone, you will feel its essence more easily than others, but this does not mean You can do whatever you want! With that said, I have to go back~”

    Qin Zhiyue raised her eyes to look at him, and saw that he placed the glass bottle in his arms, and then blew a whistle, and a large black eagle flew from a distant mountain peak, chirping The sound resounded through the valley, and after circling twice above it, it flapped its wings and landed firmly in front of Yan Changfeng's eyes.

    "Good boy, I've kept you waiting." Yan Changfeng touched the head of the eagle, then turned left and right from his pocket, and found another glass bottle. The soul inside was released and fed to the eagle to eat.

    Qin Zhiyue was shocked: "This thing also eats the soul!?"

    Yan Changfeng rolled her eyes at her, then pointed at the jade pendant on her neck, and said, "Nonsense, Chiyun is a spirit cavalry, and he wants to feed on his soul! But you, Shouldn't have such a big appetite."

    Me? Qin Zhiyue looked down at the tiger jade pendant on her neck, and suddenly felt that she understood something. When she wanted to ask again, the old guy had already stepped on Chifeng's neck and flew away with a laugh.

    Qin Zhiyue reached out and grabbed the tiger jade pendant around her neck. This thing was originally a textured thing to her, but after Yan Changfeng mentioned it, she probably knew Now, this jade pendant is estimated to be able to breed a spirit horse like a giant eagle, but how to breed...

    She is unknown at this time.

    She sighed softly, then got up to pack her bags, and said in a low voice, "Go back to Lingzhong City, I may... still need to recuperate."

    After the battle in Evil Ghost Valley, Qin Zhiyue not only had some new wounds, but even the wounds that had not healed before were cracked open. ], her life will not be threatened, but since Yan Changfeng also mentioned the matter of physical fitness, then she can no longer blindly search for ways to improve her ability, find a secluded place, first Thinking about "Jianminglu" is the real business.

    While she was thinking, she suddenly noticed a shudder in her heart, and quickly retracted her thoughts, dragging Keke into the grass again.

    "Someone, it seems..." Qin Zhiyue felt the pain in her abdomen, and sweat gradually fell from her forehead, "It seems that it is from the Muyun faction..."

    Seeing that a group of people came with swords, Qin Zhiyue immediately held back the last words, and those words were: It seems to be from the Muyun faction, Qingmu.

      The wound is faintly cracked, and the resonance of the blood will be stronger.

    Qin Zhiyue couldn't help pinching Keke's shoulders, sweat dripped from her forehead, and slipped into her neck, drop by drop, even if Keke didn't know medical skills, she would know that she must be enduring it now with great pain.

    And this pain suddenly reached its peak when the group pulled their swords and landed.

    Qin Zhiyue swallowed the fishy sweetness in her throat and looked forward with a deep gaze. The woman at the head was beautiful and beautiful. She was dressed in a white shirt and she was extraordinary and refined, and the faint cold breath around her made her look like Hanmei in the snow, it is difficult to look away with a single eye.

    This is none other than Cen Rou.

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    Sorry for the officers, I feel very uncomfortable today, so I have less, I'm really sorry