I Rely on Caution to Cultivate to Immortality Chapter 142: Qing Ziyan, Li Jiu

Slightly rolled over, Mingran lay on his side on the bed, the moonlight and melting light outside the window came in through the gap of the window, falling on Mingran's back. Where the light is not scattered, Huanran's dark eyes are hidden in the darkness, full of condensation.

The world is vast and boundless, there are more than a billion monks and mortals, and there is more than one person my mother knows? But in this world, there is no place where she can feel at ease.

Passing his chest, quietly staring at a small area on the bed for a moment, all the complicated thoughts in his mind gradually calmed down, and Ming Ran finally closed his eyes slowly, no longer thinking.

On the other side, in an extremely hidden hiding place thousands of miles away in the small world of wasteland, Elder Mo was curled up in a small pothole, sitting cross-legged, with a pale expression.

After half an hour, a shiny red mist mixed with a red mist was suddenly spit out, and it landed on the ground in front of Elder Mo, stained with sand. When he swallowed it before, he had a good heart, and he didn't let the pill contaminate him, so it's much more convenient to spit it out now.

At this point, Elder Mo's pale complexion finally improved a little. Opening his eyes, he stared at the elixir for a moment, and suddenly there was a glint of ruthlessness in his eyes, and he swung a strong wind, ruthlessly smashing the elixir to pieces!

"Qing! Zi! Yan!"

Crushing this name one by one between his lips and teeth, Elder Mo was full of displeasure. To be honest, no matter before or now, no matter what the reasons are, Qing Ziyan has always been very kind to him. It can be said that he is very kind to everyone!

But because of this, he hated Qing Ziyan even more!

I hated his incompetence, which killed Li Jiu!

Elder Mo is actually not a human being. He himself is the most perfect ancient ink made by the ink makers who spent their entire lives working together.

Although the master was just a mortal and did not enter Taoism, because he devoted his whole life to making ink and had superb techniques, the piece of ancient ink produced before his death unexpectedly contained a trace of heaven and earth aura. It is also because of this trace of instinctual aura that he knows how to protect himself. Even though he is tossing and turning in the world, he is able to preserve himself.

It is extremely difficult for dead creatures and living beings. He didn't know that it took thousands of years before he had a tiny bit of wisdom. Then he controlled himself and came to an extremely prosperous academy in the world. Afterwards, he continued to change schools, because he was nourished by countless literary spirits, and after another thousand years, he was finally able to take shape.

However, what Mohen, who has always been among the pure-hearted scholars, doesn't know is that not all people in this world are kind. There is also a part that is evil to the extreme.

When he first took shape, he obviously saved a dying girl with his own blood. With deliberate calculations, in the end, his real body was controlled by others, and he became a living medicine whose flesh and blood were cut and blooded! He didn't even know what he did wrong? !

Ten years!

Ten years!

Mohen never knew that the ten years that passed in the blink of an eye before would be so difficult. Every day is like living in hell, suffering endless pain and torture!

So later, even if he escaped by chance and came to the Nine Woods Small World where Fei Shishu, who was also a different kind, was located, Mohen still harbored a scorching hatred for everything in the world!

Especially Fei Shishu is the spirit tree of heaven and earth, with a pure nature, and has been persuading Mohen to let go of his hatred, but if hatred is so easy to resolve, can it still be called hatred?

Fei Shishu is very good, the disciples of Jiumuyuan are very good, and Jiumu Small World is also very good.

The only bad thing is him.

For countless nights, Mo Hen stared at the sleeping direction of those human disciples, always thinking unconsciously, if he broke their necks, would he be saved for a moment?

The deep-seated pain has been gnawing at Mo Hen's heart. If this continues, maybe one day, he will really become a lawless murderer, right?

This feeling lasted until I saw the nun who went to the wrong place——Li Jiu.

"Ouch!"

That day, in front of Mohen, who was walking around in the field to dispel his murderous intent, a disgraced man suddenly fell from mid-air!

Looking coldly at the female cultivator who behaved strangely but still couldn't hide her beauty, Mohen really had the urge to kill her. After all, this strange female cultivator is not from Jiumuyuan, even if she is killed, no one will know! Si less Si

Just when Mo Hen could hardly suppress the killing intent in his heart, he suddenly felt an extremely subtle strangeness from the female cultivator in front of him. Although it was fleeting, Mohen still subconsciously relaxed his body.

"Aren't you human?"

"Huh?"

The female cultivator is more confused than him, "No, why are you swearing?"

Mohen didn't want to talk to this nun at all, so he turned around and wanted to leave. Li Jiu stopped him, pretending to have suddenly realized.

"You mean a trace of the blood of a strange beast in me? Oh, you are quite powerful! No one knows about this except myself!" Xiru 75zhongwen.com Xiru

This is the acquaintance of the two people~IndoMTL.com~It's very clichéd, if it wasn't for Li Jiu's bloodline of a strange beast, Mohen would have killed her long ago, of course, she might have been killed instead. Later, when Mohen asked her name, the female cultivator froze for a moment, and then spoke with wistful eyes.

"Mrs. Li, no," the nun's eyes were sad for a moment, "Although I'm not there anymore, I dare not use the name of the great poet! Just call me Li Jiu."

Mohen doesn't care much about her words, for a different kind like him, the name is just a code name.

"Which world are you from?"

Li Jiu's eyes were dull for a moment, "No, it's so easy to see?"

Mohen is even more strange, "You are not from Jiumu Small World, so you are naturally from another world. Is there something wrong with that?"

Li Jiu suddenly understood, and immediately burst out laughing.

"Ha, haha, that's it."

Thus, the two of them got to know each other. But the real reason why they became friends was because of what Li Jiu did after he learned what happened to him. Mi He Mi

Li Jiu directly led him to find those humans who had cut his flesh and drank his blood, and killed them one by one.

"Kill people to pay for their lives, and debts to pay back money. This person, who has done bad things, should have the awareness to be treated the same. Otherwise, wouldn't everyone in this world be ungrateful?"

Stepping on the aging old woman, Li Jiu didn't seem to know that he was wearing a skirt. He leaned wildly on his knee with one hand, and held a bottle of fine wine in the other hand, and drank heavily. a mouthful. As if thinking that the wine tasted good, a pair of beautiful eyes slightly narrowed, revealing infinite beauty. However, her behavior doesn't match her appearance?

The old woman who was stepped on the ground and vomited blood suddenly looked resentful.

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