The Demon Emperor of Lingfei Qingtian Has Been Captured

The familiar scent of Sala flowers filled the nostrils in an instant.

It's icy and cool, with a reassuring breath.

Jun Muqian's movements stopped, and she lowered her eyes slightly, and caught a glimpse of a familiar scarlet color.

In less than half a second, all the chains on her body were broken, and then, they turned into nothingness without leaving even a trace.

Rong Qing wrapped one hand around the waist of the purple-clothed woman, and in the other hand, held a golden hairpin.

There was a strong light circulating on the hairpin, and it was this light that prevented Yan Shaoling from approaching.

It seems that he has no habit of wearing a mask, and his extremely beautiful face is exposed in the air, which makes people's heart tremble.

This kind of beauty that transcends gender suddenly appeared in this dark room, and the impact it brought was too great.

Rong Qing's heavy pupils were slightly deep, with a cool killing intent and a slight bloodthirsty look in them.

The dark side, which had been suppressed originally, is about to recover at this time.

Even Jun Muqian could feel that Rong Qing was in a state of extreme rage at this moment.

The man in scarlet clothes just stood there quietly, without showing any emotion on his face, which made people frightened.

The majestic momentum is like the waves of the sea, which makes people unable to breathe.

Even Yan Shaoling, who had been cultivating himself for so many years, was secretly shocked for a moment.

Rong Qing's expression was indifferent, and his eyes were cold.

And when he saw the bloodstains on Jun Muqian's neck and wrists, his breath became even colder.

He raised his hand, held down her wrist, and wiped away all the blood with just one swipe.

When I looked at it, it was as clean as ever.

The warmth touched by his fingertips caused Rong Qing's hand to pause, he closed his eyes, and finally looked at Yan Shaoling who was standing not far away.

The golden light fixed his body there, but he didn't know what was in the golden light, Yan Shaoling's face showed pain.

His eyebrows were knit together, as if he was holding back something.

Desire... Rong Qing took a look, and said softly, People who are swallowed by desire.

The seven emotions and six desires are sometimes a very harmful existence.

Jun Muqian really did not expect that Rong Qing would suddenly appear, as if he had always been by her side and never left.

She calmly pulled his hand from her waist and raised her head: Do you know I'm here?

Even she herself didn't know where Yan Shaoling got her. It seemed that the blood domain master still had a magic weapon capable of shifting shape.

Rong Qing paused, but he didn't answer, but stretched out his hand again, and tied her slightly messy hair behind her ears.

Yeah. He drooped his eyes, his voice was cold but deep, I'm late.

If he hadn't already arrived at Duanming Yuan and saw those things, I'm afraid he wouldn't have appeared so soon.

Rong Qing's eyes were slightly cold. Although the innate magic weapons in the hands of the blood domain masters are all replicas, it is undeniable that they can still play a powerful role in this low-level continent.

He has just left the customs, and there are many restrictions on him, and it is still too slow.

If he was one step late, the consequences would be disastrous!

It's not what he wants to see, and he can't bear it.

If... Rong Qing raised his eyes, the ink color was dense, if it wasn't here, could it be...

And hearing these four words, Jun Muqian's heart suddenly trembled.

In the past, many people had pursued her, including men, women and children.

It's not that she has never heard of sweet talk, and there was once a candidate for the Young Lord of the Western Regions who read love poems to her every day.

But no matter how sweet or honey, she didn't feel the slightest bit.

However, these four words moved her greatly, and her mind was shocked.

I'm late.

It's not very sweet, and it doesn't have any rhetorical embellishments, and even the voice doesn't have any ups and downs, but it just... just pokes into the heart.

This person is indeed ruthless, desireless, loveless, and hateless. As a result, sometimes, he can easily use a few words and actions to touch the defense line of the mind.

Actually, if you don't come, nothing will happen to me. Jun Muqian calmed down and shook the talisman paper in his hand, If he dares to come closer, he should have been blown up by now.

No matter how strong Yan Shaoling is, he cannot be as strong as Jiang Zhou.

Even Jiang Zhou was severely injured by her enhanced version of the Thunderbolt Talisman, and Yan Shaoling would be maimed even if he didn't die.

It's not the same. Rong Qing shook his head slightly, he looked at her and said lightly, Even if you are better than me, I will still come.

This is not a question of whether something will happen, or whether it is strong or weak.

This is a question of whether a man can shoulder the responsibility on his shoulders.

Hearing this sentence, Jun Muqian raised his eyebrows slightly: Qingmei, I found that we haven't seen each other for so long, you seem to have changed a lot.

I just don't know, is this opening in the right place?

Really? Rong Qing also raised his eyebrows, What changed?

Jun Muqian: ...

Is this kicking the ball to her again?

So treacherous!

No more. Jun Muqian moved his arms and rubbed his shoulders, Let's go out first, I don't know how long it has been.

Although she felt that she hadn't been unconscious for a long time, it was this uncertainty that was more worrying.

Don't wait for her to go out, the Hundred Sects War is over.

Rong Wei nodded slightly: Yes.

Both of them tacitly ignored Yan Shaoling who was on the side, and walked towards the door of the dark room.

And at this moment, Yan Shaoling seemed to have endured it for a long time, and finally spoke out with a bit of trembling: Miss Mu, you really can't participate in the Great War of Hundred Sects!

He knew that she had a very strong temper.

As she said, he is not someone to her, so it is impossible for him to persuade her to give up this idea.

Therefore, she can only achieve her goal by trapping her here.

Just now, he was indeed a little bit annoyed because his thoughts were all poked, so he made such a move.

After calming down now, I can't help being terrified.

His self-control has always been very strong, even if he was abused like that by the old man Tianji when he was a child, and he had dark thoughts, he just attacked some mortal beasts and cubs, and endured the urge to kill.

Why this time, he couldn't bear to be provoked so much?

Hearing these words, Jun Muqian's footsteps stopped.

She didn't look back, her voice was cold and clear: Since you persuaded me so sincerely, then I will also tell you mercifully—

Hundred sects fight, I can't quit!

This is not only a deal between her and Rong Qing, but also the first step in her future journey!

retreat? Never possible.

No—— Yan Shaoling closed his eyes, his voice was exhausted, and his voice was extremely astringent, If I said, you participated in the Hundred Sects War, you will die?

I really can't, I will die.

Everyone... will die.

Yes, he liked her so much, it was impossible for him to lie to her.

This is not something you want to deal with. Jun Muqian said lightly, Lord Yan, I won't kill you this time because you told me about the marrow needle, but—

Her wrist bones were raised, and the seven-star moon whip came out of her sleeve in an instant.

With a snap, it hit Yan Shaoling's body directly.

The purple long whip attached to the power of stars and the sun eroded the skin, and it was extremely painful.

Yan Shaoling's expression did not change, but his eyes dimmed a lot.

He didn't dodge either, so he took the whip hard.

Jun Muqian rolled up her sleeves, the Seven Star Moon Whip was drawn back again, and she took a big step forward: There will be no next time.

Next time, there will be no more sympathy.

Yan Shaoling's body trembled suddenly, and his face turned pale again.

At this moment, Rong Qing suddenly turned her head.

Even in such a dark room, it was hard to hide his brilliance, as if there was a glow flowing on his skin.

Then, his crimson lips parted slightly, and he said a word slowly.

Yan Shaoling suddenly raised his head, his expression seemed unbelievable: You said it was...

However, he had clearly made up his mind.

Rong Qing didn't answer, raised his hand to hold the golden hairpin, and followed him out.

However, after he walked out, Yan Shaoling suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, and his skin paled at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It was an instant!

Back to the original sick and weak body!

For a while, Yan Shaoling didn't catch his breath. He clutched his chest and sat down slowly.

Blood was constantly overflowing from the corners of the lips, and blue veins were clearly visible on the wrist bones.

There is a pain in the body like ten thousand insects bite, one after another, it will be overwhelmed, and it will continue.

After Yan Shaoling wiped the blood off his lips, he laughed, and the laughter became louder and louder.

This punishment couldn't be more suitable for him.

The words that Cai Rong said lightly just now were—Old Man Tianji, she killed her.

That's right, Yan Shaoling lowered his eyes, his fine eyelashes trembling.

If old man Tianji survived, let alone whether he could recover, even if he was alive, he would not stay.

That's why that man easily took away his health.

Yan Shaoling shook his head slightly, he was indeed moved by the suggestion of the blood domain lord, but he also had self-knowledge and knew that some things could not be forced.

So he just wanted to keep her safe, let her withdraw from the Hundred Sects War, and stay away from the place of right and wrong in Duan Mingyuan.

Unfortunately, it finally hurt her.

In his life, he really lived more like a joke.

No— Yan Shaoling seemed to have remembered something, and struggled to stand up, Die Mingyuan...

He coughed violently and stumbled out.

**

After coming out, Jun Muqian realized that the time had not passed for a long time.

However, Yan Shaoling managed to get her to a place thousands of miles away from Duanmingyuan in such a short period of time.

This is definitely not something that Yan Shaoling can do, as expected with the participation of the blood domain master.

Jun Muqian thought about it for a while, and he still couldn't use the Sky Escape Technique when it wasn't necessary.

And after using the Sky Escape Technique, she will be exhausted for a long time.

So what to do with the distance of thousands of miles?

Just when Jun Muqian was deep in thought, Rong Qing suddenly raised his hand, and handed the golden hairpin in front of her.

Jun Muqian was startled for a moment.

The workmanship of this hairpin is very fine, the whole body is red gold, a phoenix about to fly is engraved on the body of the hairpin, and a crystal full pearl pendant hangs on the head of the hairpin.

When the wind moves, there is a sound of lingling.

Even though she has seen so many jewelry heads, Jun Muqian couldn't help being caught by this golden hairpin.

In fact, it doesn't look so luxurious, but there is a kind of magic power in it, which attracts people's attention.

Jun Muqian raised his head, looked at him calmly, and asked what it meant with his eyes.

For you, Mumu. Rong Qing's eyes softened a little unconsciously, and his cold voice was also stained with a slight smile, Golden Phoenix Hairpin.

Golden phoenix hairpin!

Hearing this name, Jun Muqian's pupils shrank slightly, and he regained consciousness instantly, and blurted out: The golden phoenix hairpin, the innate spiritual treasure?

Among the many congenital treasures, the golden phoenix hairpin is not very famous.

But no matter how you say it, it is also an innate spiritual treasure.

Rong Qing actually wanted to give her the Xiantian Lingbao?

It should be. Rong Qing didn't say anything else, he directly raised his hand, and inserted the golden phoenix hairpin into her hair tied up with a purple ribbon.

After plugging it in, he took a step back, observed it carefully, and frowned slightly: It's okay.

It looked pretty good just now, but it lost a bit of color when it was plugged in.

However, it worked out.

Jun Muqian failed to refuse his action, and was stunned for a moment: Qingmei, do you know what you are doing?

This is not an ordinary hairpin, it is a golden phoenix hairpin!

Listening to his tone, it seems that he just gave away something that can be seen everywhere.

Such a big deal?

I know. Rong paused for a moment, then said with a soft ending, Don't you like it?

Fusu said that giving hairpins is a way of expressing love, and it is also a token of love between lovers.

If he does this, she will understand.

However, Rong Qing miscalculated this time.

Because Jun Muqian didn't think about this level at all, it's not that she didn't know, it's just that the impact of the words Xiantian Lingbao is too great.

There are only so many innate spiritual treasures in total, neither increasing nor decreasing, extremely precious.

No, I absolutely can't accept this. Jun Muqian raised his hand, I don't have the Xiantian Lingbao to give back to you.

If it was ordinary jewelry, she would not refuse it, but the golden phoenix hairpin really deserves it.

Just when Jun Muqian's hand touched the golden phoenix hairpin, it was held by Rong Qing's hand again.

No need to send it back. There was a laughing voice above his head, It suits you very well, so I just took it out.

Jun Muqian looked up at him.

Rong Qing seemed to know what she was thinking, and said lightly: To me, it's not precious.

Jun Muqian was silent for a while, and then said: Then I will accept it first, and I will look at it later.

After saying that, he seemed to think of something: How did you get this golden phoenix hairpin?

How did you get it... There was a hint of confusion on Rong Qing's handsome face, he murmured softly, his brows furrowed.

Golden phoenix hairpin, golden phoenix hairpin...

Ugh—

At this moment, several pictures suddenly flashed in my mind.

The picture is not very clear, but it can still be seen that it is a woman in a red dress.

In the ear, there are also intermittent voices, hazy.

Qing'er, take this golden phoenix hairpin, remember, it's for me...

The voice cut off again, again without warning.

Rong slightly regained his senses, he shook his head: I forgot, it should have been a long time ago.

Hmm. Jun Muqian was thoughtful, Qingmei, I now think that you are very likely to suffer from a disease called 'senile dementia'.

I can forget everything, what should I do in the future.

Suddenly, a bewildered man in scarlet clothes popped up in Jun Zunzhu's mind, looking for the way. She covered her chest, a little...cute.

Old age? Hearing this, Rong Qingzhong narrowed his pupils and repeated the two words, with a dangerous look on his face.

Pretend I didn't say it. Jun Muqian coughed, I have to go back quickly, otherwise, I won't be able to keep up with the Hundred Sects Great War.

It seems that the only way to go is to use the ground escape technique to travel infinitely.

Well, let's go. Rong Qing took her hand naturally, and said in a low voice, Hold me tight.

The next second, he moved.

Before Jun Muqian could react, she felt dizzy for a while, so she had no choice but to hug his thin waist, and sighed in her heart that it felt so good.

When it landed again, it was the expansive Yuan of Destiny that caught the eye.

Sure enough, it didn't take long, and some people were still eating.

Thank you this time, young master. Jun Muqian said solemnly, Without you, I might really have to work harder.

Hearing this, Rong Qing's brows raised: Thank me?

Jun Muqian said seriously, Thank you.

Oh? Rong Qing crossed his arms and looked at her by taking advantage of his height, Thank you?

You mention it. Jun Muqian didn't think about it, she was very generous, and she was also very rich at the moment.

Rong Wei nodded slightly: Then...

Hey, wait a minute! Jun Muqian interrupted him suddenly, Little beauty, come here for a moment.

After finishing speaking, she pulled Rong Qing into the forest on one side, pointed to the front: Look.

Rong Qing felt helpless again, but there was nothing she could do, so she looked in the direction of her finger.

Jun Muqian spoke again, his voice suppressing his anger: Big scumbag!

Rong Qing: ...

At this time, a voice came from the front.

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