"Sir, this is General Si's youngest daughter!"

"What General Si? He is the leader of the rebel army!"

"Yes, yes, this is the daughter of the thief leader. Are you satisfied with it?"

"Haha, it's as tender as jade, about to bloom..."

"Don't come over here, don't come over here, ah! No, no!"

don't want!!

Si Minglan's eyes widened, and she sat up suddenly, covered in cold sweat.

She covered her head and took a moment to calm down before gradually coming to her senses.

Looking around, the quiet room is elegant and chic, with wisps of smoke rising from it.

When she looked down, she saw that she was wearing a plain white dress, with long smooth hair and fair skin.

She remembered that she was swallowed by the mole that crawled out of the ground in the Chang mansion.

Then there was darkness, and I fainted.

It must be Qin Gengyun and Qiu Zhihe who defeated the mole and rescued her.

He also washed her body. Si Minglan checked her body and found that all the external injuries had healed.

I guess Qin Gengyun and Su Su used the method of bathing together to heal my wounds, so I recovered so quickly.

This method of healing is really shameful.

Haha, Si Minglan, ah Si Minglan, what's wrong with showing your dirty body to others?

Si Minglan shook her head in self-mockery, sat down cross-legged, and practiced her martial arts.

Although she and Fang Xue fought their way out of Xiyue Peak, she was still a disciple of Zhenyang Sect. She had worked hard for so many years just to use the Zhenyang Sect to destroy the Western Dynasty.

She was unwilling to give up like this.

He would quickly recover his cultivation and return to Xiyue Peak to deal with Ye Xiyue. Maybe he could use this incident to get something hold of Ye Xiyue and force her to help him get revenge.

However, when Si Minglan activated her spiritual power, her face changed drastically.

At this time, a cold voice sounded beside him:

"Your essence is damaged, most of your meridians are broken, and your spiritual field is withering. Circulating your spiritual energy will only make you die faster."

Si Minglan's cheeks turned pale. She looked at the petite figure in front of her with a sad smile on her face:

"Qiu Zhihe, it seems that I won't have the chance to visit your house and see the lotus pond next year."

She leaned weakly on the bed with her hands, her eyes gradually becoming unfocused.

Father, mother, brother, sister... Minglan is useless and cannot avenge you.

Qiu Zhihe's voice continued to be heard in my ears: "There are two ways that may save your life."

Si Minglan raised her head suddenly, her eyes regained focus: "What's the solution?"

Qiu Zhihe said calmly: "First, practice dual cultivation, harmonize yin and yang, use the yang energy to irrigate the spiritual field, nourish the origin, and slowly repair the meridians. You can recover within a year. If you continue to practice dual cultivation, you may be able to break through the inner demon, advance to the golden elixir, and directly enter the Nascent Soul."

"Dual cultivation?"

Si Minglan looked at Qiu Zhihe in astonishment, but heard her continue:

"Second, abandon the righteous and enter the devil. Abolish the Zhenyang Sect's skills in your body, practice the devil's skills, and enter the devil's way. Not only can you reshape your origin, but you may also gain more powerful power, or even immortality."

"However, ordinary magic sect skills cannot achieve this. You must practice the most sinister magic sect skills, such as..."

"Record of Heavenly Beasts? Transform into a man-eating monster like the mole?" Si Minglan asked.

Qiu Zhihe nodded and continued, "What's your choice?"

Si Minglan lowered her head, clenched her hands into white fists, and a sneer appeared on her pale face.

"Haha, someone like me should have died a long time ago. Why should I go to so much trouble to prolong my life?"

Qiu Zhihe looked at her, a little surprised: "You don't want to choose?"

Si Minglan shook her head, slowly fell on the bed and closed her eyes.

"Qiu Zhihe, next year's lotus flowers in your home will be left for you and your husband to see."

"Si Minglan..."

"I'm tired, please let me sleep for a while."

Qiu Zhihe was silent for a moment, then stood up and walked out of the room.

**, that plump and charming body seemed dead, motionless, only the tears flowing from the corners of her eyes could prove that she was still alive.

Qiu Zhihe walked out of the room. Qin Gengyun, Liusu and Fang Xue were all waiting outside. Fang Xue stepped forward and asked:

"Sister Qiu, Third Senior Sister is awake? What did she say?"

Qiu Zhihe said: "She doesn't choose either. She doesn't want to live anymore."

"How could it be?!" Fang Xue was startled, and quickly said, "Obviously there is a way. Even if Third Senior Sister is unwilling to practice the magic sect's skills, she can do it, can..."

Fang Xue couldn't help but look at Qin Gengyun, not caring about Qiu Zhihe beside her, and said anxiously:

"Since Third Senior Sister has done that with Uncle Qin, the worst that can happen is that she can marry Uncle Qin as a concubine. That's better than dying, right?"

Liusu was also surprised and pouted, "You are not a virgin, yet you are acting so noble!"

Then he clapped his hands and said, "Could this vixen want to be the queen?"

"Su Su." Qiu Zhihe glanced at her and Liu Su stuck out her tongue.

Qin Gengyun frowned slightly and looked at Qiu Zhihe.

In fact, he and Qiu Zhihe both felt quite sympathetic towards Si Minglan. This woman seemed to be bold and unrestrained, but in fact, she had a very miserable childhood.

The meaning of her life may all lie in the word "revenge".

Because of this, Qin Gengyun was even more puzzled. If he died, he would not be able to take revenge, but why would Si Minglan rather die than accept those two methods and live?

"The fox spirit is unwilling to practice evil skills such as the Heavenly Beast Record. It probably doesn't want to become a man-eating monster. This is understandable, but..."

Liusu crossed her arms, equally puzzled: "If she could continue to live by cultivating with someone she doesn't hate, why would she refuse?"

Qiu Zhihe walked to the railing on the second floor and looked at the sky in the distance where the morning light was visible:

"She has never been a cultivator. She has always been the little girl in the general's mansion of the Western Dynasty."

…

night.

On the third floor of the Xingyun Inn, in a room that was just opened last night.

"Fellow Daoist Qin, we agreed at the beginning that when you have established your foundation, you and I will be clear about everything. Come, let's fulfill our promise today!"

Mo Xiaolan and Qin Gengyun sat face to face at the table, each holding a large bowl filled with wine in their hands. They clinked their glasses together, tilted their heads back, and drank it all in one gulp.

After the two finished drinking this bowl of wine, Mo Xiaolan picked up the remaining half jar of wine and was about to pour it for Qin Gengyun, but was stopped by him.

"Friend Mo, we said at the beginning that on the day of our foundation building, we would drink from a jar of wine together. But now I am the only one building my foundation, so I can only drink half a jar."

"We'll drink the remaining half jar when you're building your foundation!"

After Qin Gengyun finished speaking, he sealed the half jar of wine and put it into the storage bag.

Mo Xiaolan was slightly startled when she saw his action, and then a smile appeared on her face:

"Okay! It's a deal!"

"It's a deal!"

"Miss, do you want me to use my Occult Eyes to see what they are doing?"

On the second floor, Liusu was excitedly saying to Qiu Zhihe:

"Maybe they've both gone to hell now!"

Qiu Zhihe sat cross-legged on the bed, closed her eyes and said calmly:

"I believe him."