"You did all this?!" She was already sure, but Qingling still asked cautiously, just in case...she couldn't accuse this half-demon unjustly, he was already pitiful enough.
The half-demon boy stood up and turned around to face Qing Ling. Half of the blood in the wild wolf behind him had not been sucked dry by him. At this time, the smell of blood had spread in the air.
"How could you become like this? What happened?"
The half-demon boy didn't like to talk, and he didn't know how to answer Qing Ling's question. He just looked at Qing Ling blankly, with a struggling look in his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.
Suddenly, a brilliant flash of light flashed, and the sound of wings flapping "Huhu~" came, and a huge phoenix more than one meter high and five meters long appeared next to Qing Ling. The phoenix raised its noble head and said to Qing Ling.
The half-demon boy opposite looked at him with disdain in his ruby-like eyes, "Obsessed? It looks like he is willing to degenerate!"
Phoenix's voice frightened the half-demon boy so much that his eyes widened. His purple-red eyeballs felt a little awkward and full of bloodshot eyes, as if they would fall out of their sockets at any time. He had a ferocious look on his face, even though he had a crush on Phoenix in the past.
This kind of indescribable good feeling, but at this moment, he felt that he had uncovered his scars and exposed his ugliest side. The feeling of being ridiculed made the violent energy around him even stronger.
Phoenix's words made Qingling realize that in the past twenty days, the half-demon boy had no idea what he had gone through, and he had become obsessed?! For a person who had just started cultivating, this was simply...
It's impossible, but the example of the half-demon boy is right in front of us.
Qing Ling suddenly realized that the current appearance of the half-demon boy was all caused by herself. She taught him the secrets of cultivation, but failed to supervise him and allowed him to develop, which was why he was destroyed.
"Don't be afraid, we won't hurt you, I will find a way to restore you to the way you were before." Qing Ling tried to comfort the half-demon boy. The way he looks now, I'm afraid even he himself feels frightened.
, can still help him recover, but at that price, I am afraid that the little strength he has just cultivated will disappear.
The good words and persuasion failed to impress the half-demon boy. His violent eyes did not soften, but he made up his mind at this moment and suddenly turned around and ran away into the depths of the jungle without looking back!
Between trust and self, he chose to believe in himself. The little half-demon, who had never experienced a sense of security, would never realize Qingling's sympathy and true concern for him.
As soon as Qing Ling used her spiritual power, she wanted to stop the escaping half-demon boy, but as the colorful wings fanned beside her, Feng Xuanhuang stopped her movement.
"Feng Xuanhuang, what are you doing!" Qing Ling turned sideways in surprise and looked at Feng Xuanhuang who tried to stop him.
Phoenix straightened his feathers and replied nonchalantly, "It's just a little half-demon, not worthy of your attention." Qingling's sympathy and concern for the half-demon boy, although it was just an expression of her goodwill, was enough to make Feng Xuanhuang
What's the point of feeling jealous? He has been with Qing Ling for nearly two years and has never been cared about by Qing Ling. He no longer wants the little half-demon to follow him around and get in the way. It just so happens that the little half-demon decides to run away. Why not help him?
Taking advantage of this gap, the figure of the half-demon boy disappeared in the blink of an eye. After absorbing a lot of blood, he was sensitive to escape due to his wild intuition. His physical strength was absolutely different from what it was half a month ago.
The speed of escaping is also not weak. Coupled with the escape opportunities that Feng Xuanhuang deliberately created for him, Qing Ling can no longer sense the direction of the half-demon's escape.
Qing Ling's face turned cold, with a hint of anger in her heart. She turned around and pushed away the Phoenix in front of her, standing further away from him, "But it's all because of me that he became like this. If I don't teach him the secret of cultivation, he won't either."
He will go crazy!"
"It's none of your business. He chose the path of becoming obsessed. Xiao Qingling, you just need to do your own thing well. Too much kindness will only make you fall into one incident after another.
Among them, the spiritual ice attack is still waiting for you to save it, isn't it?"
Although she didn't want to mention another person she liked in front of the person she liked, in order to divert Qing Ling's attention, Feng Xuanhuang had to mention Ling Bingxi, who was captured by the True Immortal of Chaos.
Thinking of the spirit ice attack, Qing Ling immediately took out the magic weapon doll, inputted the true essence skillfully, and waited for a reply.
'Wait for me, see you in eight months.' Ling Bingsheng's voice came from the puppet magic weapon, and it ended with a few short words, but his tone was indescribable. He seemed to be saying something like this
What resolutions have you made before?
"What on earth did you do? Can we really see each other in eight months?"
Eight months is the deadline for the companions to return to Immortal Academy.
"Haha, isn't this great? Having a return date is better than letting you worry all the time. Xiao Qingling can rest assured now." Feng Xuanhuang comforted her.