Chapter 343 Sikong Qing hugs two people for three years
The old ghost asked, "You little bastard, what are you doing carrying someone's coffin?"
Xiao Chujing hung his head, like a stray dog that had been kicked, and let out a sad sob.
"If Junior Sister dies, I'll put her and myself in the coffin... and bury them together... Woo, we'll never be separated again..."
Humph, you are still possessed and your mind is not clear.
The small dirt road turns a corner, illuminating the Naihe River.
The old ghost's shadow flashed back into Xiao Chujing's body
The disciples of the Qingzheng Sect gathered under the Soul-Breaking Willow tree.
The eldest sister and eldest brother are counting the number of people.
Everyone was still in shock. Each of the eighteen levels of hell was more dangerous than the last. They barely managed to survive thanks to the many life-saving measures given by their master.
When they reached the eighteenth floor, everyone was separated and faced unprecedented challenges. They thought they were dead this time. Fortunately, the Lord of Rules of the eighteenth floor died suddenly, and they were able to save their lives.
"Great, Senior Brother Xiao is back with us!"
"Why are you carrying a huge coffin?"
"Hey, Junior Brother Xiao, you're... in the Jindan stage?"
His fellow disciples sensed that the aura on Xiao Chujing was not pure, and immediately knew that the golden elixir he had formed was of ordinary quality.
It was easy for them to guess that Xiao Chujing had hastily formed a pill in the ghost world in order to improve his strength when facing a challenge.
The sect had originally had extremely high expectations for him, but he ruined his bright future. Thinking that it was all because of Ye Xiaoman, everyone sighed.
Even the eldest senior brother who loved to target Xiao Chujing the most looked at him with sympathy and admiration.
"Junior Brother Xiao, you...ah."
The eldest senior sister patted Xiao Chujing's coffin with complicated feelings to comfort him. Xiao Chujing was also very sincere. Ye Xiaoman ate really well. But from the perspective of her family, Xiao Chujing was not worthy of the junior sister because of his damaged foundation.
It's quite sad. She will say a few good words for Xiao Chujing in front of Ye Xiaoman in the future: Nian is loyal and reliable, and is named the number one servant.
Xiao Chujing was surrounded by his fellow disciples. He vaguely thought that in order to continue staying with his junior sister, his identity must not be exposed. With this obsession, his mind quickly became clear.
He turned his head and spat out several mouthfuls of blood.
After taking the elixir to increase his cultivation, he fell back as fast as falling off a cliff. His body was covered with scars like broken cotton, and the pain was as if he was cut by a knife.
"Quick, help Senior Brother Xiao sit down and rest!"
Xiao Chujing came back to his senses and thanked his fellow disciples: "Everyone risked their lives to help us. My little sister and I are deeply grateful."
"My junior sister and I are extremely grateful..." The eldest brother stood behind the crowd and imitated Xiao Chujing's words in a sarcastic tone. Xiao Chujing's family members spoke as if the junior sister was his own family.
Not wet.
The eldest sister was concerned about Ye Xiaoman's safety. She checked the roster to make sure everyone was present, then asked urgently, "What should we do next?"
Everyone turned their eyes to Xiao Chujing. No matter what they thought of Xiao Chujing, everyone was convinced of his intelligence.
Xiao Chujing asked, "Si...where is Ah Qing?"
The eldest sister replied, "He broke out of the Eighteenth Level of Purgatory an hour ago and hurried away with his mercenaries. He said that if he delayed any longer, the younger sister would be in danger, so he wanted to leave first."
Xiao Chujing was not surprised that Sikong Qing didn't care about his life or death. If it were him, not designing for him to die in hell would have been the greatest mercy.
Xiao Chujing immediately made up his mind: "Follow him."
Even if the ghost world is searched carefully for hundreds of years, it will still not reach its borders. Sikong Qing has many people and is powerful. He has many eyes and ears in various places due to his convenient status. It is wisest to use his power.
He stood up and put the coffin he brought out in the chaos into the Qiankun bag. This was a magical weapon of immortality, which was an unexpected gain.
He swallowed the rusty taste in his throat. His body was still weak, so he used his life sword as a crutch and walked forward steadily.
The people of the Qing Zhengzong followed behind him.
Walk out of the small dirt road and officially enter the ghost realm.
A sea of blood, ghosts coming and going, a place where lives are harvested everywhere. The scene that Ye Xiaoman had seen earlier was also witnessed by Xiao Chujing and others.
The timid fellow disciples hugged each other and trembled.
As soon as Xiao Chujing entered the ghost realm, he immediately tried to contact Ye Xiaoman, "Junior sister, where are you?"
The only response from the communication magic weapon was a crackling noise.
The eldest sister said: "People who have just entered the ghost world need some time to adapt, and so do magic weapons. Just be patient and wait a while."
"The mercenaries around Ah Qing have sent us their location." The eldest senior brother, who was concentrating on contacting Sikong Qing, suddenly interrupted everyone's conversation.
"This place is called the Infinite Desert..." The eldest sister took out a map for comparison, her expression solemn, "Ah Qing and the others have fallen into the Land of Rules?"
Xiao Chujing turned to his eldest brother: "Where is the contact person?"
The eldest brother tried to contact him a few more times, "The communication is down. I'm afraid something happened to him."
Everyone looked at each other, "Are we still going?"
Xiao Chujing said, "Send me the address and I'll go take a look."
The disciples of the Qing Zhengzong sect made task assignments. Some of them surveyed the terrain and searched for a safe place to stay, some of them searched for people around with Ye Xiaoman's portrait, and Xiao Chujing went to find Sikong Qing to gather intelligence.
Xiao Chujing kept in touch with his fellow disciples at least once a day. If they lost contact one day, it meant that he was in danger, and his fellow disciples would send someone to rescue him.
After making these arrangements, Xiao Chujing immediately went to find Sikong Qing.
The address given by Sikong Qing's subordinates was very clear, and Xiao Chujing found Wuqiongle Desert without much effort.
The land of rules is easy to enter but difficult to exit, so he easily broke into the core area.
When he saw Sikong Qing, Xiao Chujing's first reaction was to want to pay a large sum of money to buy a pair of eyes that he had never seen Sikong Qing.
The name of this place of rules is "Infinite Joy" because it can create illusions and help those who are trapped here realize their dreams.
Many victims were addicted to hallucinations and trapped here for their entire lives. When their vitality was brutally drained away, they died with smiles on their faces.
When Xiao Chujing found Sikong Qing, she was already pregnant with her third child.
In the small courtyard, Sikong Qing was holding a babbling baby in her hands. A little baby, just one month old, was crawling on the ground. Sikong Qing was pregnant with another.
Xiao Chujing looked at the bulging belly under Sikong Qing's red clothes in shock. Even though Xiao Chujing had a strong heart and was used to seeing strange people competing with each other for beauty, and could remain calm even when facing a crisis, he couldn't help but take a big step back at this moment.
With Sikong Qing as an example, Xiao Chujing felt that his inner demon was nothing, and he would kill anyone who dared to say that he was possessed by a demon.
Xiao Chujing looked as if struck by lightning. His expression was dull as he walked past Sikong Qing, whose face was filled with a mysterious fatherly smile. He kept a distance from Sikong Qing, fearing that he might be infected with epilepsy, and walked into the inner room.
Based on Sikong Qing's inner projection, the locals created an illusion of "Ye Xiaoman".
That "Ye Xiaoman" was lying on the bed, reading a storybook and doing nothing, cracking melon seeds and spitting the shells on the ground.
Xiao Chujing took deep breaths again and again. He felt that his mental illness was about to break out.
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