Qingling Punishing Heart

Chapter 84

Su Ji was taken aback suddenly, and raised his voice, "I won't let you do this. Qing Li is just using you. Both Jiang Xuan and us are just his pawns!"

The woman in black shook her head and said, "Getting rid of Haitang is not for Qingli, but for ourselves. The Yin-Yang mirror is the biggest threat to Qingqiu fox spirit. If you don't get rid of Haitang, he will try to destroy the Yin-Yang mirror one day, then At that time, our souls will fly away. In order to survive, we can only use Qing Li's power to eradicate him. Apart from this, there is no choice at all."

"Sorry, I still can't believe it. How can you prove that what you said is true?"

The woman in black frowned slightly.

Suddenly, she reached out to grab the fox tail behind Su Ji, pulled it hard, and tore it off.

Su Ji stared at the severed tail, and wanted to yell, but no sound came out of his mouth, because he didn't feel any pain.

The woman in black looked at Su Ji, who was in doubt, and explained: "You don't feel any pain, because the fox tail is not a part of your body, but Qing Li's magical transformation, just like the fake good luck jade in the box. Same."

After finishing speaking, the woman in black took off her hood and slowly took off her black robe.

She was naked inside, revealing her scarred body at a glance.

Su Ji gasped, and was too shocked to speak, only to see that the woman's body was stitched together with thread!
Although her head is that of a woman, her torso is that of a man.The limbs were sewn together with dense needles and threads, and the stitches were still covered with bright red flesh, which was simply creepy.

Su Ji suddenly remembered that Yang Ni had reminded her that her body was put together when they fought against the middle-aged woman in the jar in the Linglong Tower Prison.Su Ji couldn't fully understand it at the time, but seeing it with his own eyes at this time really shocked him and made him sigh.

Su Ji walked over and walked towards her gently.He wanted to look directly at the pain, at the pain she had suffered.

The woman in black raised her head and looked at Su Ji with a pair of sad eyes.Her eyes were not only sad, but also very fragile, as if she could no longer bear the slightest blow.

If there is one person in the world who can understand her feelings, it must be Su Ji.Only people with the same hatred can understand why an avenger can endure such great pain, and Su Ji is exactly such a person.At this moment, he couldn't help showing a trace of pity in his eyes.

After a long time, neither of them spoke again.

After the silence, the woman in black put her clothes back on and said:
"Bai Xiu used sorcery to sew our bodies together and seal them in the jar, and now we are the Yin-Yang Mirror. Once Jiang Xuan needs to use the Yin-Yang Mirror, we will transform into magic weapons at any time. We help Jiang Xuan here Absorb Qingqiuhu's primordial spirit, and he promises to get rid of the white sleeves for us, and everyone will get their own place, and no one will suffer."

Su Ji suddenly realized, no wonder Jiang Xuanneng used the yin and yang mirror to run amok here. It turned out that the two spirits in the yin and yang mirror had been hiding in the Qingling Sleeping Realm!

He realized that the siblings, who had turned into yin and yang mirrors, had become props used by others, just like Li Hongjun who was attached to the Hongjun bell.In order to live and revenge, she would rather let herself be covered in blood, to help an avenger create a killing, but killing will bring more hatred.

The cycle, the cycle again, the cycle that cannot be broken.

At this moment, the cycle of hatred appeared in front of Su Ji again.

He thought of the self who had no regard for his life when he was cultivating the blood transformation formation.At that time, he could clearly understand Jiang Xuan's mood when he was cultivating the blood transformation formation.Jiang Xuan, who was betrayed by his brother, also practiced with resentment like Su Ji.

However, although Su Ji could understand, at this moment he began to have a little doubt.

The thrill of the moment of successful revenge may be enough to make people happy, excited, and even crazy, but what will they get after revenge?
Thirty-six years later, Jiang Xuan became a bloodthirsty hungry ghost, while the woman in black wandered in endless darkness.Overwhelmed by hatred, they lived in pain from beginning to end.

Is this what they want?
Is it really worth it?
When Su Ji was deep in thought, the woman in black held up a small bottle to his eyes.

"what is this?"

"Huaqingsan." The woman in black stuffed the small bottle into Su Ji's hand, and said in a commanding tone, "You have to find a way to make Haitang drink it."

"Will he die?"

"No. Haitang is the body of an immortal, and this dispersal can only make his mysterious aura temporarily disappear for a while. Although he will recover soon, it is enough for Qingli to get rid of him."

As soon as the words fell, the body of the woman in black went limp, almost falling to the ground.

Su Ji stopped her in time to support her, and asked:
"what happened to you?"

The woman in black stood still, stretched out a palm that had turned transparent from her robe, and said:
"Longevity Gu won't last long, and the mortal body is dying. You must do this well, so that we have a chance to survive. I never trust anyone in my life, except you. We are Brother and sister are also each other's blood contract Jinlan. You are the only younger brother I can trust. You will never betray me, right?"

Su Ji didn't answer, and didn't know how to answer.He could see that these long years must have been an extremely painful torture for her.However, as an outsider, Su Ji couldn't imagine how much pain she had endured and how bitter experiences she had suffered.I am afraid that only the real Fox Seven can empathize with what her sister has endured.

However, Su Ji is just Su Ji.

At this moment, he had begun to sigh in his heart, but he didn't really sigh, he just chose to remain silent for a long time.

At this moment, the woman in black suddenly turned her head and said:
"Someone is coming! I'll go first."

In the voice, a bleak piano sound floated in.

Su Ji glanced in the direction of the door subconsciously, and when she turned her head, the woman in black had disappeared.

The sound of the piano was very slow and sad, not unpleasant to say the least, but very ear-piercing, like the mournful cry of an old bird.

Su Ji pushed open the door, there were no drinkers or anyone outside.

Qingqiu Fox Spirit, who usually likes to join in the fun, has gone now.

Except for the dead silence, only the sound of the piano remained.

The sound of the piano came from the fourth floor, and Su Ji could hear it more clearly when he walked outside.The sound of the silk thread rubbing against each other is as sharp as a saw, making the teeth sore, like pain and panting, revealing a strong sense of sadness and gloom.

That voice was like a ghost waving a whip, chilling the hearts of the returning people and the souls of the passers-by. I am afraid that this kind of voice can only be heard when the dead are buried.

Su Ji looked downstairs and found that there was no one everywhere, no one on the stairs, no one in front of the tent, no one in front, back, inside and outside.

This originally bustling Gonggu Building seemed to suddenly become a deserted dead building, as if everyone had been driven away by the sound of the piano.

Su Ji felt strange.

However, when he saw that the person playing the piano was Xibo Jifu, the strangeness turned into shock in an instant.

He never expected that Xibo Jifu could come to the fourth floor quietly without being noticed.

The woman in black didn't realize there were people outside until she heard that he had started playing the piano.It is definitely not an ordinary mortal who can do this.

Su Ji approached and took a closer look, and found that around Xibo Jifu's eyebrows, there was a faint purple aura.This is a characteristic that only monks who have cultivated to the second realm of Xuanqing have. Su Ji never thought that within a year, he would go from a mortal to such a realm.Without the guidance of an expert, no matter how high the talent is, it is absolutely impossible to do it.

So who is the expert behind him?
Su Ji found that he had changed again.

So far, he has seen three completely different looks from Xibo Jifu.

The first time we met, he was gentle and delicate; the last time we met, he was slender and thin; and this time, he changed his appearance.There was a hint of evil in his brows.Although his smile has always been a little naughty, but now it has a faint hint of madness.

Xibo Jifu closed his eyes tightly, pressed his hands on the strings, and a string of strings bent down.The slender fingers trembled slightly, and the silk string trembled accordingly.

Su Ji listened carefully to the sound of the piano again.He had never heard such a heartbreaking piano sound, and it was exhausting and heartbreaking.

However, the point is not the sound of the zither, but the subtle aura of mystery hidden on the strings of the zither.

Hu Si also exuded this kind of aura when she played the piano, but it was much weaker than him.

Xibo Jifu closed his eyes and played the piano, not intending to greet others at all.

Su Ji didn't know what to say to him.

Do you want to tell him that the good luck jade in the box has turned into a bunch of hair?

If I hadn't seen this kind of thing with my own eyes, I'm afraid I would never be able to believe it.Although Xibo Jifu trusted Su Ji very much, he was not stupid after all, not only not stupid, but smart on the contrary.Su Ji couldn't rule out the possibility that he knew that Hu Qi had dropped the real fortune jade, so he gave the box to himself for safekeeping.

Since he couldn't mention the casket, Su Ji had no choice but to ask another question he was more concerned about:

"You are by the Weishui River, can you see her?"

Xibo Jifu played hard, moved his hand away from the string, and kept an inch away from the string, as if he was silently looking at each other, and also seemed to be breathing lightly.

After a long time, he nodded.

Su Ji saw that his complexion had become pale and haggard, and even his eyes were sunken.The unrestrained and optimistic look of the past can no longer be found on his face, and the smile he barely put on can't conceal the sadness.

After a while, Xibo Jifu put his hands on the strings again, and started playing like a sudden storm.

The rhythm is fast, as dense as sorrow.The desolate sound waves swept in like a bone-piercing tide.

Su Ji took a deep breath, looked at a line of words engraved on the piano, and asked again:

"But she obviously didn't accept your piano. What happened? Why are you playing here now?"

"I'm waiting for her." When Xibo Jifu was speaking, he still didn't stop plucking the strings, and continued: "She said she would come here to make a deal with me."

"When?"

As soon as the voice fell, the strings made an abrupt sound:
"Boom!"

The strings suddenly snapped!

Xibo Jifu's hand jumped away from the string and stopped in mid-air, as if it suddenly weighed a thousand catties.

"She's here."

After finishing speaking, Xibo Jifu turned his gaze out of the window.

dusk.

Outside Gonggu Building, the setting sun is like blood.

Yu Hongzhi stood in the setting sun, like a blood-stained flower.

(End of this chapter)