Legend of Monsters: The Prince Saw a Ghost Alive

Chapter 173 I Came to Avenge Jiuyuan

Yuemo is that the explosive force that night was too strong, now that his soul has returned to his body, Qingchi feels relaxed.As long as the room is lit with incense to stabilize her mind, her soul consciousness can freely enter and leave the imperial city, and even sneak into the Yintian Temple unconsciously.

Xuan Ming must have been injured, so he didn't notice her coming.

Qing Chi withdrew her soul consciousness, opened her eyes, her eyes were clear and calm, she went back to the Emerald Garden to get the corresponding things to prepare, and returned to Yintian Palace with her soul consciousness.

Xuan Ming injured his soul consciousness, and once the soul consciousness cultivated by the shortcut method is damaged, it cannot be recovered easily.Xuan Ming never expected that it would be such a young girl who hurt him.

These days he was meditating in Yintian Temple to recuperate, and at night he went out to look for goblin essence to absorb and nourish himself.

Qingchi's soul consciousness drifted to Yintian Temple when Xuan Ming was repairing the injured soul consciousness.At that time Xuan Ming was concentrating and could not bear the slightest interruption.Qing Chi appeared in front of him, disturbing his breathing, and by the time he realized that an outsider had broken in, it was already too late.

Xuan Ming opened his eyes, looked at the girl in front of him, and said with a gloomy expression: "The old man kindly spared your life, but you came here to die."

Qing Chi said: "Kindly save my life, it seems that I clearly remember that you want to kill me, although I don't know what enmity I have with you, but it's fine if you deal with me, you shouldn't deal with Jiuyuan. "Her eyes were extremely clear, and she was calm when facing him, "You were injured and lost, so you ran away first. It's not sure who will die now." She said purposefully, "I He came to avenge Jiuyuan."

The servants in the Yintian Temple couldn't see Qingchi at all, even if Xuan Ming called for helpers, it would be of no avail.Qing Chi risked using his soul consciousness to fight him, and he had to use his soul consciousness to fight back before he could fight back.

But right now Xuan Ming is repairing his soul consciousness, so he can't spare any energy at all.Qingchi was straightforward, without waiting for his response, he pulled out the magic weapon, the bell rang rapidly on her wrist, she raised her hand and hit it, and it was shocked in the air, although it couldn't cause much damage to Xuanming, he But his soul consciousness had to come out to fight, otherwise Qingchi could come and go freely, and he could directly quarrel him into madness.But in this case, Xuan Ming's practice of this day is tantamount to wasting, the soul consciousness is not repaired completely, and it may cause more damage.

Xuan Ming had practiced for so long before he could get his soul consciousness out of his body.This girl's cultivation base can be said to be weak and weak, but why can she achieve such a level?

Qingchi tried his best, and the money sword swung across her hand, and then slashed towards Xuanming.Yuemo is the money sword transformed from ideology. The money sword changes little by little in her hand. Every time she slashes towards Xuanming, the cyan edge has an extremely light cold copper color, and it is no longer formed by a sword. A copper coin is so simple to wear and weave, but it has transformed into a completely sharp sword.

Her sophistication of magic has surpassed her imagination, she had been studying hard every day before, this was the first time she put it into practice, and even Xuan Ming was surprised by her skillful and flexible use of Taoism.

Xuan Ming got injured and was suppressed by her at first, but later seeing that he could not be careless, he used all his strength to slander Qing Chi and beat her back.

Qingchi's soul consciousness returned to its place, and there was a dull pain in his chest. After calming down a few times, he couldn't hold it back, but the corners of his mouth were still bloodshot.Xuan Ming's situation was not much better, because Qing Chi disturbed his recovery rhythm, his soul consciousness injury became more and more serious.

Xuan Ming originally thought that Qing Chi was a person who retreated despite difficulties.Unexpectedly, not only would she not retreat in the face of difficulties, but she would face them head-on.

On the second day and the third day, Qing Chi would come every day when Xuan Ming was healing.Even though she herself was injured, once she got involved with Xuan Ming, she would never make him feel better.

Xuan Ming really felt that it was a pity that he couldn't kill her with a sword that night, and now she only came to the door several times, and there would be endless troubles.

Xuan Ming said in a dark voice: "What good is it for you to fight against the old Taoist in such a way of self-destruction? In the end, it is your soul consciousness that will be destroyed. It is really rare for the old Taoist to have such attainments at such a young age. If you quickly Get back quickly, the old man can let you live a few more days!"

Qingchi still had that stern look, and said: "I don't have much cultivation, but now I can get out of my body and transform into a body, it's probably God's will, otherwise how could I come to seek revenge from you. As for the soul consciousness you mentioned , if it’s gone, it’s gone, anyway, I don’t think it’s a pity. But you’re different, it’s probably because you’ve killed so many souls that you cultivated it, and if it’s ruined, your cultivation base will also be damaged. Anyway It’s more cost-effective for me.” As she spoke, her expression turned cold, as if she had changed in an instant, she stared at Xuan Ming, and said with obsession, “You shouldn’t hurt me. Otherwise, if I become a ghost, I will haunt you life after life, so that you will not live in peace even if you don't die."

As soon as the words fell, Qingchi suddenly kicked over.Xuan Ming had to consume his soul consciousness again to deal with her.

The last time when Qing Chi was wounded, she was hit by Xuan Ming's whisk, and turned into a puff of green smoke on the spot, dissipating invisible.Xuan Ming's complexion was extremely pale, and he quickly meditated and exercised to recuperate his body, his meridians reversed, and his blood flowed backwards. It was a great shame that his injury was dragged down by a young Taoist priest.

If the soul consciousness cannot be repaired for a day, he will not be healed for a day.After he calmed down, he opened his eyes, and there was a vicious killing intent in his eyes.

If we don't get rid of her this time, I'm afraid it will be even more troublesome in the future.

Qingchi's scattered soul consciousness reunited in her body, and she couldn't help vomiting a mouthful of blood again.His face was pale, Qingchi wiped the sweat from his forehead, and he had reached the limit of what he could bear.There was no way for her to reunite her soul consciousness and fight with Xuan Ming again.

She admits she lost a lot.But if Xuan Ming wanted to recover from his injuries, he might have to wait for a while.If her soul consciousness could die with Xuan Ming, she would definitely do it without hesitation, but now she tried her best and couldn't completely destroy Xuan Ming's soul consciousness.Only during this period of time, Jiuyuan can recover quickly, and work together with her before Xuanming, will be able to deal with Xuanming's monster.

When Beilou came to deliver medicine to Bei Jiuyuan, he found Qingchi lying on his bedside and fell asleep.There were bloodstains on the side.

Beilou was startled, and hurried over to pick up Qingchi's wrist to feel her pulse. She had to shake her awake and said, "Miss Qingchi, your pulse condition is very weak. I'm afraid you have been exhausted in the past few days. Go back and rest, it's important to take care of your body."

Qingchi opened his eyes quietly, stared blankly at the North Tower for a while, then turned his head to look at Jiuyuan, with soft and gentle eyes, clasped his cold fingers and said: "I won't go. He obviously only slept for two days last time. Three days, why did it take so long this time?"

(End of this chapter)