I have been assisting these years

It's over.

While avoiding the rapidly moving houses around her, Qi Jin tried to use voice transmission to notify her juniors.

But it seems that the sound transmission has completely failed.

Since Wangcheng's recovery began, her physical skills seemed to be restricted, and it was even more difficult to recite Feng Changyu.

Fortunately, this sister is not very heavy.

Qi Jin looked at the demon city that was suddenly lit up at night, this time it was not such a clumsy illusion, the bustle and bustle were not empty, and there were still demons coming and going.

With Feng Changyu on her back, she was a little dazed.

The heavy rain suddenly stopped, and the entire demon city seemed to be washed clean, and the lanterns had an inexplicable clarity, like a dream that would shatter if poked.

Fortunately, some ordinary spells can still be used. Qi Jin dried her and Feng Changyu's repair robes, and stood at the base of the wall with each other behind his back.

She checked Feng Changyu's spiritual veins.

The longer the time, the tighter the frown became.

The ghostly energy in Feng Changyu's body was overflowing, she couldn't suppress it, and there seemed to be a gap.

People without souls will have such an invisible gap.

In the past, Qi Jin himself didn't understand very well, and he didn't have enough cultivation to detect himself.

But now that the seal is released, she also has enough ability.

She herself is a person with little soul, and Feng Changyu seems to be missing a soul.

One soul and one soul.

As expected of the same origin.

Qi Jin still has daydreams at this time.

People who lack soul and soul are generally mentally incomplete, just like children.

Feng Changyu doesn't look stupid, at least I will make up for what Qi Wujin lacks.

Qi Jin didn't think much about it.

The reason why Feng Changyu feels so different is because of her status as the son of a ghost.

Now because of Wang Cheng's revival, her Taoist skills were restrained, and Qi Jin himself was too lazy to walk around with Feng Changyu on his back, so he simply sat down against the wall and waited for Feng Changyu to wake up.

It is not difficult to guess why this person is always like this.

Missing a soul, but also the son of a ghost, who has practiced the way of ghosts, all things are mutually generated and restrained, and those who have both will have to pay the corresponding price.

The price Feng Changyu paid was visible to the naked eye.

In the long years of cultivators, she is still young.

But premature aging appeared at a young age, star-white in the hair on the temples, cold all year round, like a dead person.

The changes brought about by Wangcheng's recovery were too obvious, Qi Jin leaned against the wall, and no one seemed to be able to see her.

The prosperity of Weicheng is a bit like Shengjing, whether it is the two archways connected by an empty bridge, or the Yanta Tower in the east, or the Suzaku Avenue that goes straight uphill, but the style of the lamps is a bit old, like Qi Jin in The form seen in the storybook.

However, after the recovery of Wangcheng, the streets of Weicheng are full of demons.

Occasionally someone looks like a human, with an ear popping out of the head or a tail behind the buttocks.

Most of the vendors on the street are demon heads or human bodies.

A dryad shouting in a straw hat, with a few leaves on top of his head; under a furry dog ​​head is a dog demon with a strong figure and a sweat scarf on his shoulder; wearing revealing clothes, the gold hairpin on his head Blind vixen...

Oh, and the booze cat demon.

I really want to touch it.

Qi Jin was paralyzed on the ground with no image, and the monsters who came and went couldn't seem to see her, it was the kind of little monster who could spot her.

Being hugged in my arms, before I even opened my eyes, I just sniffed here and there.

Aren't all monsters cute?

Much cuter than ghosts.

Qi Jin thought of the ugly form of the lowly ghost race, and felt a little nauseous.

She turned her head and glanced at Feng Changyu who was leaning against the wall and sleeping with his eyes closed, thinking that this person didn't know how... ugly his body was.

Of course she didn't dare to say it, after all the sons of ghosts seem to be human.

Before, when she wandered around the street with her second brother, all she saw were handsome-looking sons of ghosts.

But there are also ugly ones, and children of this type seem to be extreme.

Either it is so beautiful that it makes people fascinated, or it is so ugly that people can't wait to run away.

But what to do now.

Qi Jin was a little dazed.

She only knew that the recovery of Wangcheng was extremely dangerous, and it would take a long time.

This is a spontaneous retrospective phenomenon of the Wangcheng that has existed for too long, and what Qi Jin sees are all scenes that actually happened.

It's like turning back time and returning to the most prosperous period of the Yaozu.

Just like not only people will miss it, but demons will think about it, and a city will sigh for the past.

"what……"

Qi Jin squatted on the ground crying for a while, and finally reached out to shake Changyu.

Feng Changyu seemed to be dead.

Qi Jin felt that she was really going crazy, so she sent some ghost energy to Feng Changyu, almost shivering from his body.

It is also she who continuously sends out the ghost energy of the ghost marks in her body, and the traction between the ghost marks becomes stronger. Fluctuating, he raised his head and glanced at Weicheng outside the Thousand Mountains.

And under the man's feet was the decomposed body of Su Mingzhen.

Qi Jin still doesn't know what kind of people she will attract by this move, she always likes to mess around.

But even Oh Jar Posha found a way for her to protect Feng Changyu's true essence with ghost energy, and after more than half an hour, she found that the opponent's hand moved.

The long street in front of him was still lively, Qi Jin was still immersed in the thought of waking Feng Changyu up, and didn't notice the passage of time at all.

There is no day in the recovery of Wangcheng, only night, as if this demon city has fallen into eternal sleep.

I don't know how long it took, but Qi Jin didn't have much strength herself. She leaned against the wall and pulled out a pill from her spirit pouch.

He chewed and ate it by himself, and after thinking about it, he stuffed another one for Feng Changyu.

If Wen Xuanqing were here, she would definitely scold Qi Jin as a prodigal son in her heart, and she would casually eat the precious top-grade Huiqi pill because she had no strength.

A real prodigal can't be a prodigal.

Already she is the one who has an island.

Qi Jin used to be so hostile to her junior brother.

She lifted Feng Changyu's veil and stuffed the Huiqi Pill into the opponent's mouth, but the veil fell off.

She bent down to pick it up, and had to put it back on.

Qi Jin muttered that Feng Changyu was in trouble and died, but the evil spirit came from behind, and she suddenly drew out her epee to strike back.

When the veil fell to the ground, she blocked the blow, and then carried Feng Changyu on her back to look at the oncoming demon.

The tail is extremely fluffy, and it looks like a human being. It is cute, but it is too fierce.

Qi Jin stood on the eaves, the night wind blew her robe feet, she heard the shrill voice of this squirrel monster——

"Why did the monk appear in Weicheng!"

It's obviously a monster who has been dead for an unknown amount of time, such a soul body has a huge lethality.

Qi Jin tapped his toes lightly, avoiding the opponent's killing move.

And she was still carrying a person on her back, and she couldn't use the epee, so she had to run around.

It's really embarrassing.

She was no longer the same as before, only the little demons could see her. During the escape, she was flying like dogs and dogs, and almost caused a commotion in the city.

A group of big and small demons chased after her and howled, as if she had stolen someone's rations.

You are actually real!

Too cruel.

Being dignified and righteous, he was reduced to racing against a group of demons.

Qi Jin almost shed two lines of hot tears in the dark night, Yu Jian could not fly, she wished she could throw Feng Changyu to the chasing monsters behind.

But thinking about the hypocritical fellowship and the treatment he will receive when he returns to Yuqingque in the future, such vicious thoughts should be put aside for the time being.

I don't know how long she ran, during which she also crashed into the soup pot of a noodle restaurant run by a pig monster, the thick soup splashed, and a pig screamed.

Accidentally stepped on the boulder of the orangutan demon who was crushing the boulder on his chest, causing him to foam at the mouth and groan constantly.

Or they broke into the flower demon's yard and accidentally snatched away the little Miaomiao, and there was a burst of humming.

When I climbed the wild goose pagoda building, it happened that the vixen was performing on the stage. Qi Jin jumped from the open window above his head, smashed many star lamps, and almost fell to the ground in the end. Fluffy fox tail.

He was almost bald by her, and there was another flutter.

As a result, more and more monsters chased after her.

There are monsters everywhere, but most of them have no lethality, which makes her look like a monster entering the village and being chased by people.

Qi Jin howled while running——

"Feng Changyu! Sister Feng! Sister Changyu! You fucking wake up quickly, okay? When I wake up, I will do whatever you want..."

She almost swears shamelessly, but on the way, the drum on the tallest wild goose tower in Weicheng rang three times, and the bells on the city wall sounded one after another, forming one piece.

The noise made her head hurt, as if she was summoning her soul.

But the monster chasing her disappeared immediately.

Qi Jinsheng was afraid that he would disappear too, so he pinched his hand.

Then I heard the person behind me say quietly: "Junior Sister, why are you pinching me?"

Qi Jin: "Sorry."

Feng Changyu was still groggy, her voice was very low, and when she spoke, hot air sprayed against Qi Jin's ears, and Qi Jin felt itchy, "It's so strange that you lift your head up a little and talk."

She had completely forgotten that she had spoken to others like this before.

"I don't have the energy to look up..."

Another burst of heat.

Qi Jin suspected that Feng Changyu did it on purpose, so she let out a sigh, "Come down when you wake up."

She was about to stand upright and put Feng Changyu down, but the other party hugged her neck, "I really don't have the strength..."

You still strangled my neck without strength.

Qi Jin has nothing to say.

The other party can't let go of her, and she can't shake it off.

Regardless, Feng Changyu really felt that Feng Changyu was very vain.

"Then why don't you take a qi pill? I said you really don't need to ask Master if you can cure it? When we meet some powerful ghosts, you stumble in the middle and I get eaten, what should I do?"

While talking, Qi Jin took out another Qi Recovery Pill and handed it to Feng Changyu.

Feng Changyu was still hugging her neck, and Qi Jin reached out to her mouth.

In fact, this kind of Huiqi Dan had no effect on her, but she still went over to eat it by accident.

The elixir is not as bitter as ordinary elixirs, and Feng Changyu even tasted the sweet and sour taste of ebony plums.

Who did it speaks for itself.

Qi Jin's grotesque cloth bag seemed to be filled with messy medicine pills. Lu Yuanxing said before that she spent a lot of time reckless, and asked Qi Jin to give him one to study after a long while.

When Feng Changyu leaned over, the tip of his tongue brushed over Qi Jin's fingers.

As a result, Qi Jin subconsciously withdrew his hand.

She wiped her fingers on the dressing gown, and finally asked nonchalantly, "You woke up too soon."

"Will Junior Sister be an ox or a horse when I wake up?"

Qi Jin said, "Don't play tricks, I'm talking about you waking up to help me deal with others, who knew you were so good..."

She looked up at the Wild Goose Tower, and suddenly returned to the silent Demon City.

"Can't they just go back for a while?"

Feng Changyu: "Probably."

"Is there anything else you don't know?"

"There's a lot I don't know..."

Feng Changyu still fell to the ground, her veil was left behind by Qi Jin when he was fleeing just now, and she didn't think about putting it on again.

Those eyes reflected the lonely and prosperous lights of the demon city, like a reflection of her whole life.

Qi Jin laughed, "It doesn't matter how long he takes, now those idiots are gone, I want to take a good look around."

She doesn't seem to be afraid of the danger in the future at all, and she always takes one step at a time.

It's the complete opposite of Feng Changyu's approach.

Qi Jin jumped onto the eaves. There were no bells embedded in her hair, and her back was much calmer than before. She still walked on the beams of the roof with her hands waving like she was at the end of the crane back then.

The night wind rustled, blowing her long hair, and the silver thread in the hair was very dazzling.

No one followed for a long time, she glanced down, and gave a feed——

"Aren't you coming up?"

Feng Changyu's face was so pretty, without the veil to cover it, Qi Jin could hardly regain his senses at a glance.

"I don't have the strength..."

Qi Jin: "Then you stand."

Feng Changyu still looked at her.

"Do I owe you anything?"

Qi Jin was still moved by the beauty, so he went down to pull Feng Changyu.