Li Bai’s mentality at the moment is: I don’t want to listen, it’s just a bunch of nonsense.
She frowned in annoyance, as if every word Qing Yan said was noise that made her want to stay away.
Qing Yan's face was filled with resentment and anger: "You must listen! You used me, and now you want to abandon me?"
There was questioning and dissatisfaction in his voice, and it was obvious that he was extremely dissatisfied with Li Bai's attitude.
The argument between the two became more and more intense, and their voices became louder and louder, as if a big battle would break out at any time.
They accused and cursed each other, and even almost came to blows.
Song Jiao watched the farce leisurely from the side, as if she was an outsider.
There was a playful smile on her face, and she was obviously quite interested in the quarrel.
Finally, the mocking words from Li Bai almost broke Qing Yan's defense.
He said angrily, "Shameless! I, the God, don't bother with women!" Then he walked away, as if avoiding this embarrassing quarrel.
Li Bai looked at Qing Yan's departing back, a victorious smile appearing on the corner of his mouth.
She had to admit that her talking skills were pretty good.
At least when it comes to cursing, that little mouth is like one that has been filled with a suppository, spitting out curses all over the place, leaving people helpless.
After Qing Yan left, Li Bai slowly walked up to Song Jiao and said awkwardly, "I'm sorry to have made a fool of myself!"
Song Jiao shook her head frankly: "No, it looks very good!"
This made Li Bai not know how to respond for a moment.
She was stunned for a moment, then smiled awkwardly.
The two chatted intermittently and finally returned to their respective palaces.
After a satisfying meal, Li Bai began to cultivate again. At her current cultivation rate, it wouldn't be long before she could ascend to godhood.
Once she ascended to the Divine Monarch realm, she would be able to make a wish. She looked forward to that day.
On the other side, Qingluan and Bai Yunlie have already started looking for herbs.
Although their strength is not that great, they have many magic weapons on them.
With the help of the magic weapon, after a difficult search, they finally managed to get the herbs that Song Jiao needed.
The two people enthusiastically handed the things to Song Jiao.
Song Jiao began to refine the pills in front of them.
After a while, thunder rumbled outside. After experiencing eighty-one thunders, he finally refined a divine pill.
In fact, Song Jiao successfully refined four Heavenly God Pills, but in order to allow Qingluan and Bai Yunlie to communicate "friendly", she deliberately hid the other three.
She looked at the successfully refined Heavenly God Pill and said worriedly, "What should I do? I only refined one. How am I going to divide it between the two of you?"
Bai Yunlie looked at the Heavenly God Pill with excitement. The next second he suddenly drew his sword and stabbed it into Qingluan's body. "I have put in so much effort. This Heavenly God Pill should be mine!" His action was sudden and swift, catching Qingluan off guard.
Qingluan fell to the ground, her clothes stained red with blood, but there was no fear in her eyes.
On the contrary, her eyes were burning with rage, which was the extreme anger towards Bai Yunlie's betrayal and cruel behavior.
She gritted her teeth and used all her strength to pull out the sword that was inserted into her body.
Blood gushed out, but she seemed to feel no pain.
She had only one thought in her mind: fight back!
Qingluan waved the sword in his hand and pounced towards Bai Yunlie.
Although her movements were a little staggering, they were full of determination and strength.
Bai Yunlie obviously did not expect Qingluan to have such a strong counterattack power. He looked at Qingluan in astonishment and almost dropped the Tianshen Pill in his hand.
However, Qingluan's sword had already slashed towards him mercilessly.
Bai Yunlie hastily raised his sword to block, but Qingluan's sword was too powerful for him to block. The sword's edge sliced through his arm, leaving a deep wound.
Bai Yunlie cried out in pain, and the Heavenly God Pill in his hand rolled to the ground.
He stared at Qingluan with eyes wide open, his eyes full of fear and disbelief.
He didn't expect Qingluan to have such a powerful counterattack ability.
Qingluan looked at Bai Yunlie's injured arm and a sneer appeared at the corner of her mouth.
She slowly walked to the side of the Heavenly God Pill, picked it up, and then looked at Bai Yunlie coldly: "This Heavenly God Pill now belongs to me."
Bai Yunlie covered his wound with his hands, his face full of resentment and anger.
He looked at the Tianshen Pill in Qingluan's hand, and a hint of greed and jealousy flashed in his eyes.
Song Jiao likes to watch such dramatic performances. After all, what could be more surprising and satisfying than a dog-eat-dog scene?
She stood aside with a playful smile on her lips, as if she was an outsider, quietly enjoying the farce.
Just when Qingluan thought she had won the battle and was about to swallow the precious Heavenly God Pill, Song Jiao suddenly raised her hand and a talisman instantly knocked her away.
Qingluan's body flew out like a kite with a broken string, fell heavily to the ground, spitting blood from her mouth, and dying.
Bai Yunlie was also lying on the ground with a weak breath due to his previous injuries.
"Goddess Lin Yin, you..." Qingluan raised her hand with difficulty, wanting to ask Song Jiao why she did this.
But her voice was as weak as a mosquito's, almost inaudible.
Song Jiao calmly walked over to the Heavenly God Pill and picked up the precious pill. Her eyes were full of amusement and mockery, as if she was watching the end of a good show.
She said slowly, "You two are both high gods about to ascend. How can you fight like this over a pill? I will report this matter to the Emperor of Heaven!"
"Stealing the Heavenly God Pill is a capital crime!"
Hearing this, Bai Yunlie gritted his teeth and spoke with difficulty: "You..."
"What's wrong with me?" Song Jiao smiled, her smile tinged with contempt and mockery. "I just asked you to find some herbs. When did I ever say I would give you the Heavenly God Pill? Seriously! Aren't you too naive?"
After saying that, Song Jiao turned and left. Her figure gradually disappeared in the temple, leaving only a burst of crisp laughter echoing in the air.
Qingluan and Bai Yunlie lay on the ground, looking at each other in silence, their eyes filled with resentment and anger.
But it was of no use. Both of them laughed at themselves. They had never expected to be fooled by this woman.
When they regained consciousness, they found themselves in a cold and damp environment, with iron bars icy cold. It was obvious that they were already in a sky prison.
Their bodies were tightly bound with heavy iron chains, and every muscle was restrained and unable to move. The intertwined pain and powerlessness made them deeply feel the humiliation of being prisoners.
Qingluan struggled to raise her head, her eyes filled with anger and unwillingness: "We are wronged! All this is the conspiracy of the God Linyin!" She
The voice echoed in the empty prison, carrying with it endless despair and accusation.
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