I am rich in the fairy world

Chapter 1203 Immortality
Love, what a precious emotion, at the moment of life and death, it actually awakened the last bit of consciousness of the five girls.

Amid Xinggu's tears and cries, they stopped struggling, their expressions gradually calmed, and their eyes became bright and rational.

Xinggu burst into tears even more: "You guys are awake, you guys are awake... wuwu, what should I do."

Hate myself, hate myself for being powerless.

He said: "I am willing to give everything I have to help you have a better next life."

He is serious, and heaven and earth can bear witness to it.

The five girls all smiled, some feeling touched, some feeling bitter, and some feeling relieved.

"Let's say our final goodbyes," one of the women said to the other four.

The five people looked at each other, and the original resentment turned into warmth and understanding. The past disappeared in a smile: "Perhaps, we can still go together after entering the ghost gate."

Then, say goodbye to this man who has been entangled with you for half your life.

"Xinggu, let's go. This time, we really won't see each other again."

In the past, she said that they would never see each other again just out of anger, and she wanted him to coax her, but this time, he couldn't coax her even if he wanted to.

Xinggu opened his hands and screamed, heartbroken, and rushed into the formation regardless of Sushan's obstruction. Sushan grabbed one of his feet tightly.

Xinggu leaned back, raised one leg and opened his arms to hug her: "If there is an afterlife——"

With her mouth blocked by the cold fingers, the woman threw herself into his arms, hugged him tightly, raised her head, and said with affection in her beautiful eyes: "Xinggu, I don't blame you. I'm leaving, and you have to live well."

After saying that, she stood up from his arms and stepped back slightly.

Xinggu was deeply moved: "I——"

A loud slap came over him, and Xinggu shook his head in disbelief, but his arms still maintained the hugging position.

The beauty wiped her eyes and said, "I really don't blame you."

Su Shan felt pain on his face, he could feel the force coming from Xing Gu's face even when he was holding one of his feet.

Xinggu: “.”

The second beauty came into his arms, he shed tears, said goodbye, slapped him in the face, and said the same words, "I don't blame you."

The third, the fourth, the fifth.

Xinggu: “.”

The soul-guiding lamp sensed the changes in the souls, and that their wishes had been fulfilled, so they voluntarily entered the ghost gate. It emitted light and led the five women to the ghost gate.

The old man in black robe had been keeping an eye on this side, but he didn't expect it to happen so soon. He took back the soul-guiding lamp, and the five women bowed to him and floated into the ghost gate together.

How worry-free! It would be great if all dead souls were as worry-free as this.

Su Shan dragged Xing Gu out, and Xing Gu was as lifeless as an eggplant hit by frost. The five women were also interesting, and they all used their greatest strength to slap the same side of the face. If the demon dragon was not strong, an ordinary person would be able to blow his head off.

Now, half of Xinggu's face is as handsome as before, but the other half is so swollen that it is hard to tell what it is.

Su Shan pinched his thigh to stop himself from laughing and pretended to be sad: "Uncle Master, they have no regrets. You did it for them." Xing Gu said nothing, and he didn't do anything either. He just stretched his face over.

Wuqing rolled up his sleeves silently.

The Emperor whispered: "Did you record it?"

Wuqing nodded and said to his family, "Love hurts people. If you have thoughts that you shouldn't have, I will help you break up. I promise that there will be no surgery, no bleeding, no scars, and it will be a painless end."

Everyone rolled their eyes at him, wondering who would want that thing.

A kiss floated over, with a serious look on his face: "Qingqing is in some trouble."

Everyone looked over immediately and saw Hu Qing holding Si Mu with his arms down with a bad look on his face, while Di Che, who was facing her from a distance, was laughing even more wildly.

"What can you do to me!" He pulled out the arrow from his body with his bare hands and squeezed it hard.

The arrow strangely softened and then shot out violently, cutting his palm and escaping, turning a few times and returning to Hu Qing's hand.

Di Che raised his palm, blood flowed out in a line, he didn't care, raised his eyebrows and head, motioning Hu Qing to look outside.

Just now, Hu Qing sent the soul-guiding lamp to the edge of the formation and then went to deal with Di Che. It would be better for this man to die sooner rather than later, no matter whether he was killed or sent to the netherworld. Anyway, he should not bring harm to her Lingyun Realm again.

The arrow flew away like a star. No matter how Di Che dodged, the arrow kept chasing him. Di Che had no choice but to take the arrow on his shoulder. When the arrow entered his body, he immediately felt a piercing pain, and he immediately transferred the damage away.

As for where to move to, Di Che knew that she had sensed it when he saw Hu Qing slowly put down her longbow on the opposite side.

"This scoundrel!" Juanbu was furious, "He actually used the power of faith to transfer the harm to the believers."

The arrowhead was made of Taiyi gold essence, the shaft was made of top-grade materials, and the tail of a great demon was made of feathers. It had been nurtured for many years beside the small yin and yang in Hu Qing's sea of ​​consciousness, and was shot out with the awe-inspiring righteousness of longing. If someone else was hit by such a sword, they would be seriously injured if not killed. But Di Che, this shameless man, transferred his damage to his believers, and he only had a wound. No, that wound was also slowly healing under the effect of the power of faith.

"He used his faith to create an immortal body for himself." Juanbu was so angry that he turned around in the space. "I told you to cultivate your faith, but you refused to listen. Now look, he has cultivated it!"

Hu Qing: "Can you kill him by yelling so loudly? So what if I have practiced? In a competition of faith power, you want to transfer the harm to the believers like he did? Why? You bastard, you dare to hurt my sentient beings, I will kill you but you can't die!"

Juanbu: "You said it so harshly, what are you going to do?"

Hu snorted lightly and learned through the feedback from the Emperor's Seal that Di Che's damage transfer was dispersed and spread out. With a large base number, this arrow did not cause any innocent deaths, so she was relieved for the time being.

However, in this case, we need to solve the problem of the living soul before getting rid of him.

She put away her longing and arrows, cast a contemptuous glance at Di Che, and took off, flying high above the formation. In her field of vision, the landscape shrank, and under her feet was like a huge round eye. The big white of the eye, with a round black in the middle. The round black was the fighting between the Soul Banner Formation and the Ghost Gate Formation. From a distance, the killing inside turned into a lively light, making the black pupil come alive. And the large area of ​​white outside the black stretched far away, cutting a neat arc on the horizon, thin and elegant, it was the living soul that Di Che had drawn with his faith.

At this time, most of the living beings in Lingyun Realm are probably asleep. Emperor Che did not dare to extract all the living souls. If all three souls and seven spirits were taken out, it would easily become a dead soul. Only one soul and one spirit can guarantee that the Heavenly Dao will be afraid.

This also gave her convenience.

The small yin and yang in the sea of ​​consciousness spun. That day, after the green lotus entered the sea of ​​consciousness, it gave out a drop of pure dew. Just one drop of pure dew filled the entire sea of ​​consciousness. The seawater in the sea of ​​consciousness once shrunk into this small yin and yang, and then the sea of ​​consciousness was empty. Now, the dry sea of ​​consciousness is surging again, and the seawater will sparkle with tiny silver light when you just scoop it up, which is very beautiful.

It’s just that Hu Qing has never had time to come in and take a look.

The small Yin and Yang spun rapidly under the urging of Hu Qing's thoughts, and the sea water below spun along with it. Within a moment, a stream of golden pure energy emerged above the small Yin and Yang. The stream surged higher and higher, rushing out of the sea of ​​consciousness and gathering in Hu Qing's right palm.

(End of this chapter)