I have been assisting these years

For a long time afterwards, Qi Jin slept and woke up.

Qi Lin called Shuzheng over to take care of her, Qi Jin was quite happy, and would chat with Shuzheng for a while when he was awake.

In the blink of an eye, it was the end of the year, Qi Jin's injury was mostly healed, and his complexion was not as bad as before.

It was cold, and she wanted to go out for a walk early in the morning. She went to see Awang in the cage as usual, but found that the black pig was dead.

She knew that the Qi Wujin in her body who lied to her as a system had completely dissipated.

Thinking about it this way, when she was going to Yuqingque, her mother gave Awang to her, saying that it was true that this pig could kill her at a critical moment.

That Qi Wujin was just a thin soul, which survived on Awang's body at the beginning, and did not appear until the time that belonged to her came.

But the feeling of being alive is not very good.

All the ghost energy of the ghost seal that was taken away is still sealed in her body, and now the two halves have combined into one of the parts that were divided into three.

Without Qi Wujin's help, she has to bear more.

Qi Jin felt even more desolate after the other party's sloppy century-old cultivation base was absorbed.

Everyone thinks it's okay to live here again after dying in the previous world.

That Qi Jin thought so, but the life he regained was destroyed again and again, wandering in fragments for dozens of years, and finally desperately went back.

Souls from different time and space overlap, creating four kinds of memories.

Qi Jin bit his lip, trying not to let his tears fall.

She is not a crying person, no matter before or now.

Whether many things are worthwhile or not, she weighs them very clearly.

It was because of this that she felt that Qi Wujin's seemingly vague affection for Feng Changyu was too bitter.

There is no beginning, no continuation, and it is not an end without a problem.

It's just a kind of eye-catching, and I sigh how there are such people in the world.

Feng Changyu is like an epiphyllum, blooming and failing for a moment.

The frightening dream she thought that year was not a dream, but a fact. The flowers blossomed and withered she witnessed from Qi Wujin's perspective. The weak affection she had when she first saw her was torn down by multiple emotions, and finally became unforgettable.

It was snowing heavily outside.

Shuzheng watched as Qi Jin, who was wearing a cloak, came out carrying Awang's cage.

The black pig inside was still wearing bright red clothes and little red cloth shoes on its hooves, but it didn't move at all.

"Awang?"

Shuzheng looked at Qi Jin, Qi Jin was much lighter than when they parted in the past, with a pointed chin, but his expression was a bit cold.

The face is still the same, but the escape of the whole person has transformed into a kind of lonely desolation, which makes people feel that it is not easy to approach.

"Awang fell asleep."

Qi Jin lowered his head, "I'll go and bury it."

Her voice was a little choked.

Walk down the stone steps and walk into the world of heavy snow.

It took a while for Shuzheng to react, took an umbrella and chased it out, shouting: "You can't catch cold anymore, I'll come..."

Qi Jin buried Awang under a peach tree in her yard.

Jing Yu's snow was wet, and her hands were so cold that she couldn't feel it. When she buried her, she wiped her tears with her sleeve.

She buried another self.

Back then, she thought she had come to this world, and when she heard the tasks released by the system, she made a fuss, and when she took over the spiritual pet given by Qi Lin, she felt disgusted in her heart.

A Jiazi with a flick of a finger.

She has never been alone, someone has watched her, accompanied her through the experience, and finally given her the most important task.

……

Heavy snow covered many places in the middle of winter, but Huangquan Road was still the same.

The seal of the ghost clan has been completely ineffective, but Yan Qi still likes to nest in her demon palace.

The cultivation base of the ghost clan in the extremely dark land is not low, even if there are no spring, summer, autumn and winter, it will not hinder the survival of the ghost clan.

A while ago, she became very angry and killed many of her fellow clansmen, which caused a lot of dissatisfaction. In addition, since the ghost clan was broken, she didn't care too much, and even sent ghost generals to deal with the monks.

There is no lamp in the temple, and the place of extreme darkness is a place without light.

Ghosts can see at night and generally don't need lights.

But because there are ghosts who have lived with people, human habits have also been brought in. The extremely dark place is full of ghosts, but the market has a human appearance again.

These ghosts are all intelligent, but most of them are ugly in appearance. Here they restrain their habits and live like humans.

Yan Qi's black dress was tattered, and she had no intention of changing it. She sat on the cold stone steps, closed her eyes, and played with the ghost mark in her hand.

It was the small piece snatched from Qi Jin's body, without a trace of ghost energy fluctuations, just like an ordinary stone.

A ghost soldier came over tremblingly, his footsteps were a little hurried, but the ghost king sitting on the steps still had his eyes closed.

Her hair was long, but frizzy and fell over her chest.

"What are you doing?"

She closed her eyes and her voice was hoarse, echoing in the empty hall.

"Ghost, the Queen of Ghosts is looking for you."

That ghost soldier was capable of uttering human words, but his cultivation level was not low, but his appearance was ugly, as if he had turned from uncooked mud, and he almost trembled after saying a word.

The status of ghost soldiers in this place is very high, but obviously it is not easy to do. If you are lucky, you will not meet the cloudy ghost king. If you are unlucky, you will meet and be summoned. May be quartered by five horses.

"understood."

Yan Qi slightly opened her eyes, her eyelashes were very long, and they fluttered like butterfly wings when she blinked.

It's just that this kind of beauty doesn't fit her temperament, that half of the face that was destroyed to a daunting level has a creepy sense of treachery, ruining the other half's desolation.

The ghost soldier bowed his head obsequiously, intending to turn around and leave.

Before taking a step, his toes were pinched off the ground by an invisible force. His muddy appearance could hardly show his frightened expression at the moment, only his wheezing and wheezing showed that he was not having a good time at the moment.

"I let you go?"

Yan Qi's speech was much smoother than before. The cultivation method of the ghost clan was different from that of the monks. The half of the human blood in her body was washed away when she was brought back by the ghost queen.

She was replaced by the pure blood of the ancient ghost clan, which also made her cultivation crush all the ghost clan.

Won the position of ghost king in the fight.

The ghost clan is divided into two factions. One is the descendants of the ancient ghost clan born with the sea, who are cruel in nature and advocate the extermination of the human race; the second is the faction formed after the War of the Three Realms. OK

It stands to reason that the second type should not live long before being assimilated, but Yan Qi was raised by people from the second faction.

Even if the Queen of Ghosts oppressed her in the name of her mother, she couldn't change her mentality of protecting her weaknesses.

It's just that although Yan Qi defends the second faction, he is also extremely brutal. The long and the short are balanced, so no one can criticize it.

It didn't take long for the ghost soldier to lose his breath. When he fell down, Yuling came over. She took a step back, but she didn't expect to see this scene.

Yan Qi ignored her, took out the clear stone from the ghost soldier's brain, and threw it into the water tank in the corner.

In the darkness of this room, there is only a bright light in the corner due to countless clear crystals.

After Yuling became a ghost body, she no longer attached to the light.

But the instinct still tended. She glanced at it, and the memory spread, and she remembered the experience of picking up the spar for the first time.

Traveling, outside Yangcheng, brother Xuanqing...

There was only a momentary daze on her face before Yan Qi spotted her.

The other party stood in front of her in an instant, his extremely long hair floating in an arc in the air.

"Hey, what is Ling Si thinking?"

Her voice was not pleasant to hear, but after she whispered it made people feel more hoarse, with a sense of coercion.

"I think of the first time I saw the ghost stone."

She answered honestly, looking quite respectful with lowered eyebrows.

After staying in the ghost clan for decades, she could vaguely figure out what attitude she needed to take in front of Yan Qi.

Compared with flattery and respect, Yan Qi seems to prefer an attitude of being neither humble nor overbearing.

"Oh?"

Yan Qi didn't continue to ask, "What are you doing here?"

Her tone of voice is always strange, a little distorted, sometimes with a softness that a woman can pinch.

But she always seemed nondescript.

This sentence should have been an inquiry, but she read it with a distorted coquettishness.

But Yuling was used to it.

"Lianzhu Gate has been mastered."

Yan Qi laughed, "Really?"

She didn't wear a mask, and the ugly half of her face twisted into a strange shape because of laughing, Yu Ling was not surprised, and hummed.

"He Tian wants to ask if he wants to continue infiltrating."

Yan Qi turned his back to Yu Ling, and threw the ghost mark that was no different from a plopped stone into the water tank.

bang.

Even though the ghost seal lost its ghost aura, it was made of a special material, smashing a lot of ghost stones, and the light and shadow were mottled.

Yan Qi tucked her long hair behind her ears, and hooked the ends of her hair, "I'll talk about this later, let him find a way to give me Yu Qingque's ghost mark."

When mentioning Yuqing Que, Yan Qi's expression dimmed for a moment, and finally he snorted again.

"Don't make me do it myself every time."

"Yes."

Yu Ling nodded.

Yan Qi walked out first.

Yuling followed her and parted ways with her in the corridor outside the hall.

The extremely cloudy land of Eternal Night looked extremely dull.

Go to the residence of the young ghost dynasty ghost queen.

Her steps were brisk, as if thinking of something pleasant, a few laughing sounds rolled out of her throat.

Yu Ling glanced back, and finally bowed her head and walked out.

There were many ghost soldiers outside the hall, and they bowed their heads respectfully when they saw her.

She obtained the power she once wanted, but used it to kill the people who started back then.

The ghost clan has always respected strength, and ghost aura is a symbol of a person's ability.

She was replaced with blood, she was Yan Qi's successful experiment, and she was also the representative of the first faction in the land of extreme darkness.

But there are always times when she is not used to it, she likes to be alone for basic necessities of life.

Huangquan Road is also the world, covered with snow.

There are no monks left, only sporadic ghosts are alive, and it is extremely depressed.

She climbed up to look far away, grabbed a piece of snow, and stuffed it into her mouth.

Inside the Moon Gate of Yuqing Que, which was also covered in snow, Xie Xiaozhi stood in the yard holding an umbrella, reaching out to catch the snow.

She lived in the courtyard where Wen Xuanqing lived.

Deputy Director Lan Zimao, who picked her up, used "the senior sister and senior brother who lived with you" when introducing her.

But several years have passed, and she hasn't even seen the shadow of her senior sister and senior brother.

She was about to vomit blood in her previous class, so she was able to catch her breath after class was suspended today.

At the beginning, she was sent to Yuqingque by the person who introduced herself as her second senior sister.

The pretty sister who sent her off was not seriously injured, and fell directly outside the gate of Yuqingque Mountain. It was Xie Xiaozhi who took the token Qi Jin gave her before and was released.

She was also worried that the man was dead.

Later, the cold master said that she was relieved when her second senior sister went back to her hometown to recover from her injuries.

Yuqingque did eat and drink well, but the schoolwork was heavy every day.

She has no lofty ambitions, she just wants to live comfortably and learn some kung fu.

Who knows the price is not small.

The ten-year-old child pretended to sigh deeply, and suddenly the red umbrella she was leaning on her shoulder was taken away.

She heard a familiar voice——

"Is this umbrella your weapon? It seems too tender to be taken away so easily."

Xie Xiaozhi turned around and looked up, and saw a female cultivator in a cloak standing in front of her, playing with her red umbrella.

Her shaved robes were snow-white, and the snow-white snow fell on her cloak, and it was not visible, but her black hair was covered with snow, so that people could see that she had been covered by snow all the way.

"Second Senior Sister!"

The little girl yelled in surprise.

Qi Jin sighed, "Why don't you call me Master?"