Demoness’s Art of Vengeance

Jun Xiaoyu closed his eyes again and was afraid to unbelievably probe into the real situation in Dantian and Kangju. Her heart beat violently, confirming that she had spent an hour converting five thousandths of her true qi.

Indeed, the rate of conversion of real gas to spiritual energy and magic has increased again. The first five hours can only be converted to three thousandths, and now one hour converts to five thousandths!

Jun Xiao opened his eyes and grabbed his lower lip with delight. Suddenly he found a small weight on his thigh. At a glance, he found that the small group was staying on his own leg and beating a roll with satisfaction.

Jun Xiao scratched his ear funny and thought this little group was really his own lucky star.

The small group “squeaked” and shook its head, touching the fingertips of Jun Xiao stranger with three long beards.

“In other words, I have to think about what caused the conversion to become more efficient.” Jun Xiao crooked his index finger, knocked on his cute chin, a pair of bright eyes slightly squeezed, into contemplation.

She thought carefully about what she had done before these two conversion efficiency--

The first time, when Daiyue encountered Daiyue, Daiyue attacked her. She naturally fled in a sudden hurry. Although she did not succeed in the end, she avoided a little;

The second time, she watched Brother Ye practicing sword, so she was attacked by Brother Ye, and was in a hurry to get her true temper running...

Both times, in the event of an attack, she automatically used the tactic of converting true qi into spirituality, which she thought was useless, and now appears to be a breakthrough in improving the efficiency of true qi conversion.

The unprecedented clarity of Jun Xiaowei's thinking reminded her of the character of a demon practitioner: rising in battle and killing.

Because magic is extremely difficult to control, under the prolonged immersion of magic, cultivators tend to develop an exaggerated nature, they are not afraid of battle, nor of death, and some cultivators even fall in love with the pleasure of this killing, thus making those cultivators fear and hate.

Of course, Jun Xiaoyu does not agree with this indiscriminate killing practice. This exorcist immersed in the pleasure of killing is no different from the exorcism of fire, and often dies when it is repaired to a certain level, or completely loses his mind and becomes a killer-only demon, and is finally beaten to pieces by lightning.

However, not being able to kill indiscriminately does not mean that others will come and greet you with a smile. King Xiaojiao has always believed that "others respect me, I respect others; if he has revenge on me, I will repay him ten times!" ”The philosophy, therefore, many of the“ prestigious sects ”who came to the door in previous generations ended up being the souls of Jun Xiaoyuan's men.

Perhaps, if they hadn't pushed each other, Jun Xiao's strength wouldn't have soared so sharply. If they knew it was themselves who had shaped a fearful demon head, they wondered if they would regret Moody's.

Jun Xiaowei remembered some things from the past and learned a little about this kung fu.

In any case, this method belongs to the cultivation of magic, and inevitably has many universal attributes of cultivating magic, such as fighting can enhance the strength of the cultivator more than sitting.

This explains why every time she is in danger, the conversion efficiency of her true Qi improves markedly. Because she is accustomed to working her way out of danger, her strength will also increase slightly.

“Alas, so obvious, I can't believe I'm thinking about it now.” Jun Xiaowei helped his forehead sigh long.

“Squeak ~” the little group twisted the plush little body and moved in the arms of Jun Xiao stranger. Jun Xiao stranger looked down and found that this little guy was actually eating her clothes!

“Well, I can't eat my clothes.” Jun Xiao stranger's fingers shook, took out a pine nut from the storage ring, put it on the table, and put the pine nut on top too, "Good boy, eat this, this is just full. ”

The small group poured over and smelled it, seemingly disgusting. But Jun Xiaoyu smiled softly, but he couldn't bear a beak in his eyes. He had to pick up a pine nut and chew it with disgust.

“Strange, all the little devils are like little things. Do you have the guts?” Jun Xiaowei poked at the little group with a funny smile. The little group shook their mustaches, only worried about eating, and ignored Jun Xiaowei's “clothing parents”.

Jun Xiaowei gently lifted a beard of the small group with his fingertips, but his thoughts sank again.

Now that she understood why the real gas conversion was too inefficient, she had to come up with a corresponding solution. With her current fix, run outside Zongmen to find someone to fight, that is the rhythm of death, and if in Zongmen...

Jun Xiaowen immediately appeared in his mind, his fingertips also subsided and hung in the air.

Brother, will he……?

Jun Xiaojiao bit his lower lip and had a slight tangle in the bottom of his eyes.

If she wants Ye Shuwen to be the object of her “battle," then she must be constantly bothering Ye Shuwen, which puts her in trouble with the shame of others, with a little tension and anticipation.

This complicated mood makes it difficult for Jun Xiao stranger - she knows very well that if he directly showed Ye Shuwen his thoughts, it is likely that Brother Ye would not refuse, but whether he accepted it helplessly or willingly, it is difficult to say. After all, with Jun Xiaowen's knowledge of Ye Shuwen, Ye Shuwen would not refuse many of his requests directly in front of Master and Master Mother unless he stepped on his bottom line.

But that's why Jun Xiaowei didn't want to force Ye Xiuwen to do anything for herself, which would make her even more guilty.

“Alas, it's so hard, should I find my brother ~” Jun Xiao helplessly poked the cheerful little group, “Xiaozi, do you think I should find my brother? ”

The small group immediately threw down the pine nuts in their paws and held on tightly to the forefinger of Jun Xiao stranger and refused to leave.

Jun Xiaowei said with a funny smile: “Why should I ask you what kind of foods you understand ~ well, eat pine nuts, my mother will be back soon, I will take the pot of flower leaves in the kitchen to warm up. ”

Jun Xiaowei finished his speech and gently earned the claws of the small group. He stood up and left the room.

The little group reluctantly looked at the shadow of Jun Xiao's departure, licked his claws, and grabbed another pine nut...

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The night is cool as water and quiet, with only a few stars dotted in the air, overlooking the earth.

In one of the rooms of Xuyang Zongdan Feng, Yu Wan gently picked the light core, the fire was brightly extinguished, and her autumn eyes were also lit with spectacular light.

She looked at a pill in her hand, and her eyes flashed with humiliation, unwillingness and eventually deeper silence.

She swallowed the pills, they dissolved and absorbed rapidly in her abdomen, and the pain in her chest was relieved once again.

Feeling the potency of the pills, Yu Wan Soft remembered but Jun Xiao used that lip to push her back in the punishment half-month ago. It made her chest feel like she was stuck in a hot breath. She couldn't get up and down without saying it. She also choked herself up enough!

If the Second Elder hadn't solved the siege in time, perhaps the image she had so easily built would have to be destroyed by Jun Xiaoyuan.

However, the lifting of the second elder's siege is also conditional. Yu Wan Soo, in order to have a good mountain in the Zongmen, used the Spirit Springs in the space to make several Dan medicine, dedicated to the Second Elder before receiving his blue eyes and shelter. This time, the Second Elder softened Yu Wan's siege, Yu Wan had to give several more pills, and almost exposed the existence of the Spirit Springs!

Yu Yuanxiao still knows the logic of “innocent man is guilty of perfect crime", so donating medicine must not be too frequent to make the Second Elder see Tian Ni, otherwise he will use all means to get all the treasures in his space.

Moreover, in order to disguise the existence of Spirit Springs, Yu Yuanxiao did not dare to drink Spirit Springs directly to heal the injuries. Otherwise, it would be suspicious if the injuries were too quick. Therefore, she dared to take only ordinary healing medication, leaving her alive and in pain for several weeks.

With this in mind, Yu Wan Soft really wants to give the "culprit" King Xiao Xiao Jiao to a thousand pieces of corpse!

Just as Yu Wan softly immersed herself in her thoughts, an obscure pattern lit up beside the bed. Her heart flashed and quickly changed a tearful expression. I saw the look of pity, and she sat in her place lonely and looked down at the flame.

“Wan Soft.” A low male voice went up and a warm body covered Yu Wan's back, holding her upper body from behind.

“Tap”, Yuwan soft eyes a crystalline tear just slipped down, dripping on the other hand back, except that if a third person was present, it would be amazing at this phenomenon - the drop actually hung in the air like this, spread out.

“Well, don't cry, I know you're grieving, but I haven't been to see her all day. I've been here to see you. What else can I cry about, be happy, hmm?” A pair of invisible hands turned Yu Wan around and turned towards herself, slowly wiping away the tears from her face.

It was Qin Lingyu who came. He had not yet removed the invisibility character from his body. Except for Yu Wan Soft, who had left his mark on the invisibility character, and those who had been repaired to more than Yuan's infancy, no one else could see his presence.

Every time, Qin Lingyu used the transient formation method and the stealth character to meet Yu Wan Soft room with her, so until now no one has known about the song.

“You know how I feel about you. How can I be truly happy if the engagement between you and her doesn't last a day?” Yu Wan leaned bonelessly in the arms of Qin Lingyu, and the gentle one looked at him with tears, both grieving and sad, "but I knew you were a man of great things, so I would wait, waiting for the day you truly married me. ”