After Qiu Kuang said that, he did not give Ye Zhengqing a chance to speak, and a light slashed at him.
Duan Qingmei reacted quickly, and while releasing her best-known Evil Treasure Glazed Blood Soul Umbrella, she shouted to Li Binglian: "Go together, I don't believe that the three of us can't beat him."
"Hmph, you're almost jumping around, right? Duan Qingyan, the daughter of destiny, didn't bother you. Do you really think that you are blessed by destiny? In my eyes, you are the ridiculous joke."
Duan Qingmei was not willing to be outdone: "Isn't you the same? I heard that after you made a hundred years of battle with Duan Qingyan, I really want to see the wonderful scenes of your love and want to kill. Are you going to kill Duan Qingyan, or let her kill you?"
"I'm so smart, I'm afraid you won't be able to live that time. I really think Jun Ruyi is protecting you. Don't you think your Nascent Soul is getting weaker and weaker and cannot make progress at all? Otherwise, you think Jun Ruyi is such a kind-hearted person? You are so brave."
"He doesn't know what he doesn't know, he will definitely not." Duan Qingmei's face also changed.
But these are not important. What is important is that if you want to enter the Immortal Palace, you must first pass Kong Linqiu. But the reality is that in front of Kong Linqiu, the three of them were like three little rabbits in front of the evil wolf, and were beaten to the point where they were completely unable to fight back.
Don’t they really want to die, so they can’t beat them and run away?
After leaving, Li Binglian's face was still pale.
"Lian'er, don't do this, for that person. It's not worth it." Ye Zhengqing gently put his hand on Li Binglian's shoulders. The skills they practiced could only improve together if they continued to practice both ways. With more times of practice, the relationship was naturally extraordinary.
This is a private matter. In front of outsiders, Li Binglian still pretends to be a pure fairy.
OK. Duan Qingmei is no longer an outsider.
Poor Ye Zhengqing was infatuated, but Li Binglian was just thinking about the sky Linqiu.
"It's worth it. As long as he is willing to change his mind, it's worth it to let me lose my cultivation. If he has his protection and pity, why should I do so much?" The haggard face and flexible voice made Ye Zhengqing feel pain in his heart.
"Lian'er, I will definitely work hard to surpass him."
Li Binglian looked at Ye Zhengqing and nodded, but the indifference in that look hurt Ye Zhengqing even more deeply. Even now, she is a dual cultivation with Ye Zhengqing, her heart is still the same. After all, she is just a little woman who wants to get love but cannot.
Duan Qingmei enjoys the feeling of worshipping everyone.
She didn't care whether Ye Zhengqing could surpass Kong Linqiu. Even though Kong Linqiu became a useless person with no cultivation, he was still the only one in her heart.
What is the saint of Xuanxiao Palace or the princess of the Immortal Palace? They are all just to let him take a look.
Now, all this is so shattering. His eyes would rather stay on that ugly woman than look at her beautiful face? What fairy is like Bing who can't get his favor, what's the use of all this?
"I want to be alone."
Li Binglian's emotions were very unstable, and Ye Zhengqing and Duan Qingmei were not easy to force.
Ye Zhengqing was anxious about Li Binglian and kept guarding outside the secret room of her Xuanxiao Palace.
Duan Qingmei hurried to another place, and she wanted to ask the person clearly.
All the sects of righteous path want to eliminate evil cultivators, and they all want to find the bases of several evil cultivators represented by the Dark Evil Palace.
Who would have thought that the residence of the Ancient Evil Hall would be openly located in a family territory in Wangxian City.
Duan Qingyan hurried over and successfully saw that she wanted Jun Ruyi, and raised her doubts.
Jun Ruyi had a rare tenderness on her face: "My little Guaiguai, what do you mean is, do you doubt me? Do you think your qualification is the best in Dingyun Sect? How colder than your senior brother Qi? Don't forget that he just formed a pill, you have already had the Nascent Soul. Who gave it to you? You actually asked me if I was harming you?
You Duan Qingmei, a vibrator, just don’t harm others, but you’re afraid that I will harm you?”
"Me." Duan Qingyan bit his lip: "Why is it me? The person you love the most is obviously the Star Star Princess back then."
"You are not worthy of mentioning her name." Jun Ruyi's eyes began to turn cold. She was a man whose face changed faster than reading books: "Get out."
"Ruyi, I was wrong."
"I'll tell you to get out!"
Duan Qingmei bit her lip unwillingly and obediently exited the room.
It's really ridiculous to think that I was just mocking Li Binglian for actually being snatched by an ugly woman. Now it's her turn, isn't it even more sad? Her rival is actually a dead person.
Every time Duan Qingmei doesn't dare to ask herself, does Jun Ruyi love her? Because she can only tell herself: Jun Ruyi is obsessed with her body.
Is this enough?
That's all.
Duan Qingmei held her hand tightly, and her fingers were stuck in the flesh.
A familiar figure came towards me, holding a pot of wine and a few side dishes in my hand.
"Jiahui? Why have you come to Zhongzhou too?"
It was her good disciple Dou Jiahui. I wonder what happened, Duan Qingmei actually felt that Dou Jiahui became different from before, and seemed to be becoming more and more beautiful. Dou Jiahui used to be good-looking, but she was not a little worse than her Duan Qingmei.
But when I saw this today, Dou Jiahui, who was originally a little shriveled, seemed to be a stamen that had been irrigated by spring rain, and was slowly blooming, and her whole body exuded the beauty of a mature woman.
"What are you doing here?" Duan Qingmei couldn't help but wonder when she thought of the room she was about to go to.
"Master, please spare me, I know you're wrong." Dou Jiahui knelt on the ground with a bang.
By the way, Dou Jiahui, are you kneeling in panic or deliberately provoking? He actually put the plate aside first, for fear that the wine and food would be sprinkled, so he knelt down.
Your knees are not made of iron, and it is amazing to make such a sound when you come into contact with the ground.
After all, Duan Qingmei's intelligence naturally understood that Dou Jiahui did this to let the man in the room hear and ask for help.
It’s a pity that that man probably has no intention of saving her now.
There is no need to explain Dou Jiahui's kneeling, Duan Qingmei understands everything.
It is not strange that there are more women in evil cultivators. Some evil cultivators even raise a room for women to use as furnaces and cauldrons.
But Duan Qingmei is not an ordinary woman. Even if her man has other women in his heart, he can only have her in his body.
Dou Jiahui must die.
Duan Qingmei suppressed her anger and slowly reached out to Dou Jiahui, with a cruel smile on her face:
"Jiahui, Master hasn't been instructing you for a long time. So today, let me give you some advice."
Seeing Duan Qingmei's exaggerated angry expression, Dou Jiahui felt proud. Finally, was it her turn to envy her?
Deei, her cultivation is really bad. In Jun Ruyi's elixir technique, she fattened like a pig. Now she has just formed a pill, and she only has the true energy of forming pills. Her real strength is much worse than that of ordinary normal pill-forming cultivators.
In front of Duan Qingmei, the great Nascent Soul cultivator who has experienced countless murders, Dou Jiahui is really too weak.
Her only support, and what she wants to rely on the most, is that man.
Seeing that the purple-red phoenix transformed by Duan Qingmei's true energy was about to arrive, Dou Jiahui was no longer pretending to Duan Qingmei, but used all her strength to rush towards Jun Ruyi's room.
While running, he kept shouting for help: "Sir, save me."
Duan Qingmei had a cruel sneer on her face. This was the territory of the evil cultivator, not the Dingyun Sect.
The man you want to rely on is the cruel evil cultivator Jun Ruyi, not the senior brother of Dingyun Sect, so they will not care about your life or death. What's more, Jun Ruyi is immersed in the memories of that dead man, and will you be able to deal with you?
Duan Qingmei, with the mentality of catching a mouse, deliberately slowed down her true energy and let Dou Jiahui ask for help but failed. She just wanted to watch the person who betrayed her and slowly die in despair.
As Duan Qingmei expected, whether Dou Jiahui cried or slapped the door, Jun Ruyi ignored him.
Duan Qingmei knew in her heart. After all, even if Dou Jiahui had any relationship with Jun Ruyi, she was just a toy. Only herself is the same person as Jun Ruyi, and they were a couple.
How could Dou Jiahui not understand her situation? As long as Jun Ruyi doesn't save her, with Duan Qingmei's cruelty, she will definitely torture her in the cruelest way after she has ridiculed her enough.
Then, that's all.
Dou Jiahui's eyelids sank and stopped crying and shouting for help. The whole world seemed to be quiet for a few seconds.
Duan Qingmei thought she was desperate, and just as she was about to make a few sarcastic words, she saw Dou Jiahui take out a mask to cover her face, and even changed her clothes to a sea-blue star-lit skirt.
The singing came from Dou Jiahui's mouth: "If I were the stars, you must be the moonlight, and you will be swimming in the night sky..."
It is hard to tell that Dou Jiahui's singing voice is really good. She sang it gentle, as if she brought people into a memory.
Duan Qingmei had never heard of this song, but she guessed it from the artistic conception in the lyrics.
"Stop!" Duan Qingmei didn't want to play anymore. She was afraid that Dou Jiahui would continue singing, and that person would really be moved.
Unfortunately, it's still too late.
The door opened, and a tall man in black carried Dou Jiahui into the house.
Duan Qingmei could still see Dou Jiahui leaving a trace of the winner's gaze for her in that man's arms.
hateful!
"Jun Ruyi, you bastard, she is fake, don't deceive yourself." Duan Qingmei could only attack Jun Ruyi in a hurry.
“It’s so noisy.”
Afterwards, Duan Qingmei felt as if she had been hit by a fixed mantra. Not only could she not be able to call her true energy, but she could not even walk or speak.
I don’t know if he was intentional or too anxious, but he even forgot to close the door.
Duan Qingmei could only stand at the door blankly, watching the two people in the room rolling.
She used to think that what he could only do with her was now being performed more excitingly with another woman in front of her.