Chapter 79: What is love in this world? I want to slap someone into the ground
"Poof!"
Blood splattered.
He Ziye held the sword tremblingly and couldn't help spitting out blood. The ice-blue arrow feather pierced straight into the back of his neck, passed through his throat, and tore his skin.
The blood splattering on her face made Bai Xiaoxiao regain her composure. She also looked at the two fingers that were condensed with spiritual energy with some surprise. When Kui Ming was practicing magic with her before, she had always given it her all and had no idea what "humility" meant. There was no way, she could only use ruthless moves when fighting. The thrill of being on the line between life and death was always there, so she would subconsciously counterattack when a crisis came.
Just now, she counterattacked.
Qi Rong, who had been paying attention to them, showed a look of relief and satisfaction when he saw He Ziye's blood spurting out.
Bai Xiaoxiao retracted the arrow.
He Ziye fell down, and this time he didn't even have time to beg for mercy.
"Junior Sister."
Qi Rong came to Bai Xiaoxiao's side and stretched out his index finger to gently lift the hair that covered her eyes: "Are you okay?"
"fine……"
Bai Xiaoxiao's mind was a little blank.
Qi Rong chuckled: "How do you feel?"
"fine."
Bai Xiaoxiao looked at the bright red blood splattering on her fingertips: "Killing people is not bad."
Qi Rong smiled more tenderly, took out a silk handkerchief and wiped the blood off her face and fingertips. His movements were light and solemn, as if he was holding a unique and precious treasure in his palm.
Bai Xiaoxiao withdrew her clean hand, then recalled something and asked, "Third Senior Brother, if I kill the Wanfa Sect's disciples, will that bring an enemy upon our Miaoqing... Sect?"
"Do you think that the disciples of Wanfa Sect have never stained the blood of the disciples of Wuliang Sect?" Qi Rong said it casually, as if you don't care how many ants you step on to death today.
"Xiaoxiao, this is cultivation, and you did a great job just now."
He smiled and tidied her hair.
Bai Xiaoxiao nodded,
Qi Rong poured out all the spiritual weapons and precious pills in He Ziye's storage bag. His eyes fell on a purple-leafed needle branch and paused, but he didn't say anything and all the blood flowed into Bai Xiaoxiao's mustard seed space.
"They are all good things, you keep them."
The disciples of Yonglie Sect had left at some point, but Qi Rong said that it didn't matter whether they left or not, and there was no need to worry about them tipping off each other. No one would believe it, and they would rather concentrate on fighting for the treasure in front of them.
Bai Xiaoxiao and Qi Rong encountered several more waves of fighting in the secret realm. Qi Rong no longer suggested that the little girl should go forward to join in the fun. His original intention was just to let Bai Xiaoxiao find a chance to practice. It is inevitable that she will be nervous and confused when killing someone for the first time, so she just needs to do it a few more times.
However, He Ziye simply had bad luck.
Bai Xiaoxiao was no match for her. When they found the Wuxu Fruit, they would also look for some warm herbs to take back to replenish Qi Rong's body. If anyone came to snatch it, Bai Xiaoxiao would take action immediately.
Killed the second person,
Killed the third person,
Killed the fourth person,
Killed the fifth person...
Bai Xiaoxiao found that she seemed to be getting more and more adept at it.
From the initial trembling and shaking of her hands to the final calmness and indifference, if she encountered a disciple with low cultivation, she could even end the other person's life with a wave of her hand.
She feels weird.
She withdrew.
Ignoring the seriously injured disciple holding the sword, Bai Xiaoxiao returned to Qi Rong and said, "Brother, there's nothing here. Should we look elsewhere?"
Qi Rong raised an eyebrow: "No more killing?"
"We won't kill him." Bai Xiaoxiao replied, "He's already seriously injured and can't pose any threat. Let's go."
Qi Rong actually really enjoyed watching his junior sister kill people. She always looked serious when she did, completely different from those eyes filled with greed and desire. However, he also knew that some things could not be forced. Seeing that Bai Xiaoxiao had no intention, he agreed: "Okay, let's go."
They flew on their swords again.
The sound transmission note in Bai Xiaoxiao's mustard seed space suddenly rang.
They stopped and Qirong looked at her.
"Xiaoxiao!"
Que Tianwen's voice could be heard from inside: "I'm under attack by a rhinoceros-horn spirit beast. Hurry up and bring Brother Qirong to rescue me!"
How should I put it...
You know that social dead end where the content is embarrassing after being amplified?
She felt it now.
Bai Xiaoxiao glanced at Qi Rong; his expression was so calm that it seemed a little abnormal.
'Host! ! '
666, who had been left behind for a long time, came online again, "Go save Que Tianwen! He can't hold on any longer!"
[I'm only in the late stage of foundation building now. Are you sure I can help?]
"You can take Qirong with you."
[But his cultivation has been suppressed, so what's the point of going there?]
"So you'll just let the mission target die? If Que Tianwen dies, you, the host, will be punished, and your life won't be easy, host!"
Bai Xiaoxiao suddenly thought of angina pectoris.
She had been practicing at Miaoqing Peak these days. Que Tianwen was not there, and 666 did not say a word. She felt so safe that she almost forgot that her life was in danger.
Not just eight million!
[Okay, okay, I get it!]
Bai Xiaoxiao interrupted it impatiently.
She raised her eyes to look at Qi Rong, but saw Qi Rong also staring at her quietly, his eyes so deep that they seemed to see through her.
"Third Senior Brother."
She hesitated: "Brother Que is in danger. I can't just stand by and watch him die. I must go save him. You... are restricted, so there's no need to come with me."
Qi Rong didn't answer her, but simply said, "The Qingliu River is not far away. Once you cross the river, you can get the Wuxu Fruit. Junior Sister, are you sure you want to leave now?"
"I……"
Bai Xiaoxiao hesitated.
666: "Host, what are you hesitating about? Hurry up, Que Tianwen is going to shit!"
[But that's the Mistberry! With the Mistberry, I can break through the Foundation Establishment stage and enter the Golden Core stage.]
"But the mist fruit is always available!"
"You don't understand. If I had been informed earlier, I might not have worried about it. But now the Mist Fruit is so close to me! It's like knowing the winning numbers and the lottery booth is just across the street, but they tell you you have to take an exam right now. What would you do?"
666: ...What a difficult multiple-choice question.
'Host, host, host, host! ! !'
Seeing that being soft wasn't working, 666 started throwing a tantrum.
Bai Xiaoxiao's heart didn't hurt but her head did. Who could stand a voice that kept muttering to her? She even heard it as "suckling pig" a few times.
[I know, I know, I know…]
Bai Xiaoxiao looked at Qi Rong and smiled with a fake smile: "I know, but compared to that, human life is more important. There are always Wuxu fruits, but Brother Que only has one life. I can't just stand by and watch him die!"
[Why does this sound so much like the classic line, 'You only lost a pair of legs, but I lost my love.' But they still have love, and even my love is fake. Fuck! So disheartening!]
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