Seeking the Dao in the Seemingly Mundane Mortal World Chapter 322: Incorrect posture
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While Tassel was thinking about the future, he saw Cheng Cheng slowly approaching and took Qin Yi, who was fainting, from Ye Ling's arms.
Tassel's spirits lifted up, and she immediately shifted her mind to the idiots before her.
Ye Ling opened her hand and watched Qin Yi eagerly from her arms. She wanted to protest the master's grabbing of her brother, but she didn't seem to have any position... He muttered twice and finally bowed his head and said nothing.
Cheng Cheng lightly stroked Qin Yi's cheek, and said in a low voice, "Your healing technique, please stop. Our demon city's pill and magic have discounts on human effects, and if you use it indiscriminately, it may be counterproductive. "
This is why you snatched your brother from me? Ye Ling didn't ask, just sniffed: "Oh."
Cheng Cheng picked up Qin Yi with some effort, turned and walked towards her demon body healing secret room: "Qin Yi and I are in retreat for ten days, these days the demon city is under your eyes... These ten days are urgent, Qin Yi It may not be able to cure me, maybe he will be the only one to leave the barrier...At that time, the Demon City will be handed over to you."
"Master..." Ye Ling said anxiously: "It's impossible, Master will come out."
Cheng Cheng whispered, as if to himself: "Ye Ling, you are a mature snake, you have to learn how to be a demon king. Instead, I am you, the rider sitting on the throne. Huang should have died a long time ago, whether for the throne or...man."
Ye Ling opened her eyes wide, watching Cheng Cheng disappear into the ground, unable to speak a word for a long while.
Tassels sneered.
Speaking well, I don't believe you really want Ye Ling to be like that.
The pill I taught Qin Yilian at the time was mainly to cleanse the spiritual hints left in Donghuazi’s demon miasma, so that Ye Ling can get rid of Donghuazi’s influence. Because it tassels its own guard, it adds a little extra effect to the pill, suppressing the spiritual hint of the demon miasma, and suppressing the fierce and cunning nature of the snake.
But the grade of this pill is really low, because Qin Yi was just getting started at that time, what level of pill can he practice? The so-called suppression is nothing more than hiding. The snake's nature has not been "washed" at all, nor can it be washed away, it still exists in the most fundamental place deep in her soul. Cheng Cheng is the Great Demon of Vientiane, and she has enough ability to wake him up, only if she is willing or not.
In fact, as long as Ye Ling thinks about it, at this time, as the Condensed Pill Demon, she can try to arouse her nature, or she can encounter any stimulation, without the help of others.
Presumably, this Sao Fox has a complicated heart. No one wants to guard against her own heirs, but she is worried about what will happen to the future Demon City if she is not saved—or, in the future, the Demon Race What about the survival of
A demon king who always keeps his eyes on the overall situation...whether it is learning human things, or the purpose of unifying the three kingdoms, or the final layout cleaning before he thinks he is about to die.
Tassels sometimes think that the demon's nature is respected by strength, and the king suppresses the whole clan, most of which are self-prestigious. This kind of visionary demon king can't appear casually, meeting such a leader is a sign of the tribe's popularity. It was the bottoming out of monsters suppressed by humans for thousands of years after the robbery.
That is, without Qin Yi's intermingling, this kind of king may not necessarily die, and there may be other luck that will let her escape this disaster. It is also possible that after her death, a terrifying snake awakening was completely activated, and from then on.
This is not important anymore. Tassel knows that under the current circumstances, this cat fox can't die.
Cheng Cheng hugged Qin Yi to the soft couch in the center of the secret room, and the demon body Cheng Cheng lay pale looking at them. Cheng Cheng placed Qin Yi next to his demon body, and the demon body Cheng Cheng barely supported it and reached out to remove Qin Yi's ring.
The medicinal pills and spells of the monsters were not effective against Qin Yi's injuries. Cheng Cheng knew that Qin Yi had more suitable medicine in his ring.
She deliberatedly found that a pile of spirit stones and magic weapons were like air. The first time she saw a bellyband, a road towel, and a handkerchief that could be used as a flying weapon, there were blood-colored plum blossoms on the handkerchief. Fresh.
Cheng Cheng's expression became a little weird, but he quickly recovered calm, muttering to himself: "There are too many clutter, help him tidy up."
While talking, the "clutter" has been taken out and thrown into the corner.
"And this, looking at shame, it's not elegant at all."
A mace was also thrown into the corner and rolled.
"..." The tassel Qiqiao that was inexplicably thrown into the corner gave smoke.
Did the mace offend you? What are you doing with the flying vinegar of those things, angering an honest mace!
Dead fox, old man... wait for me!
"Okay, it's refreshing." Cheng Cheng took out a bottle of pill and wanted to feed it into Qin Yi's mouth. After thinking about it for a while, he laughed again, held it on himself, and leaned over to feed it.
The person next to him, Cheng Chengxian, covered his mouth with his hands, not knowing what he was feeling, then he rolled his eyes and suddenly moved towards him.
Two Cheng Cheng, one on the left and the other on the right, simultaneously pushed the pill and stuffed it into Qin Yi's mouth.
Tassel: "..."
The pill melted in the mouth, Qin Yi murmured a meaningless syllable unconsciously, and the two Cheng Chengs were so scared that they straightened up pretending to be well-behaved, and discovered that Qin Yi was only unconscious, so they patted their chests and breathed a sigh of relief. .
Then glanced at each other and said in a low voice: "I really feel double."
Tassels yelled silently in the stick, you only have ten destiny left and this leisure is to experience whether the two bodies have a double feeling, the evaluation just now retracted, you are a fart visionary leader!
Sao fox!
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When Qin Yi woke up, he felt that his condition was not right.
It's not that the body is wrong, he can feel that there is a symptomatic pill in his body that is working. The injury he suffered is just a regular combat injury. It does not hurt the root cause, nor is it a special injury. It is necessary to recover quickly.
I don't know how long I slept. Anyway, I opened my eyes at this time and felt that the injury was healed.
What really feels wrong is that the posture is wrong, the touch is wrong...
The left and right shoulders were pillowed, two identical Cheng Chengyi holding him on the left and right, leaning on his shoulders together and sleeping soundly.
Both Cheng Cheng’s arms were wrapped around his waist, and both Cheng Cheng’s knees were bent and pressed against his left and right legs.
The whole person is clamped and unable to move.
Qin Yi opened his eyes blankly, holding his breath, not knowing what he should do right now. He could perceive that Cheng Cheng was extremely weak at this time, and the human body and the demon body were already on the verge of collapse... But it was still in this position, which made him afraid of problems when he pushed it away.
Qin Yi turned his head stiffly, his eyes rolled around, and he saw the mace in the corner.
Why is the mace there...
There are also those few things covered on the stick...
A little ghost floats on the mace, sitting out of nothing, looking at him with his shoulders folded, expressionless.
Qin Yi's mouth twitched slightly.
The tassel's tone is nonchalant: "Would you like me to do you a favor and tear up all of your things so that you can be the queen of the demon city safely? It's actually pretty good."
Obviously, if nothing happened, Qin Yi felt the dark cloud overwhelming for some reason, the kind of crisis that can make people sweat.