"With his swornful love for him, I felt that I could not do this, so I gave up. I was afraid that after I took Tianyuan Diye, I would really kill him.

"I was originally just a clone of you, but after drinking the swornful wine with him that possessed each other's blood, I found that I had been completely infected with his fate, and it was impossible for me to ignore his life as I did when I came.

"I think I have neither my Taoist power nor my concentration. Maybe only if you come to Dongkun World in person can you take Tianyuan Diye from him without hurting his life.

"Qingtuo Erjiro, above."

In this way, Qingtuo Erjiro's He Lingshu was written again. He only needed to light the eyes of the He Lingshu. The crane on the canvas flew into the hands of Qingtuo's original master with the words he wrote that others could not understand, so that Qingtuo's original master knew everything he had done in the world of Dongkun.

Once Qingtuo received this He Ling Book, he felt that Qingtuo would fall from the heavenly road into the Dongkun world, and then take away the Emperor's Leaf from Ling Feng's body.

But will Qingtuo really just take away Emperor Tianyuan? Will he take Ling Feng's life? After all, the strange three-limbed boy just now warned him that Emperor Tianyuan and Ling Feng have merged into one. If Emperor Tianyuan is taken away, it will take Ling Feng's life!

Thinking of this, Qingtuo Erjiro held the pen in his hand, but it was not possible to carve the black ink at the tip of the pen into the crane's eye socket for a long time.

Just as he gritted his teeth and made up his mind to put the black ink in the crane's eye socket, Ling Feng, who was unconscious, suddenly let out a murmur in his sleep.

"Zhang Qingyun, what are you saying? Qingtuo Erjilang is now my sworn brother. We have a deep brotherhood. How could he harm me? Are you looking for death? Wait, I will go and pee in a while and urinate you out!"

Qingtuo Erjilang looked to Ling Feng and found that Ling Feng's eyes were closed, without any trace of awakening. It seemed that it was just a dream talk in Ling Feng's sleep.

The more these dreams, the greater the impact of Qingtuojijiro.

He didn't know who "Zhang Qingyun" Ling Feng was, and he didn't know what to urinate and sprinkle the other person out. He only knew that people in their sleep would never say false words. Ling Feng really treated him as a brother and felt that he would not hurt him.

In fact, when he could see some clues about the mandala world from Ling Feng's body, it showed that Ling Feng had opened his heart to him and did not hide these clues from him like before.

And if it weren't for Ling Feng just now, he wouldn't have life. Since he had no life, how could he know the many clues hidden in Ling Feng's body related to the mandala world? He didn't know these clues, so how could he use to convey information to Qingtuo's original deity?

All the factors influenced Qingtuo Jijiro's thoughts. In the end, he couldn't help frowning and shook his head and said, "Yes, we have already become sworn brothers, and I can't harm you!"

As he said this, the black ink on the tip of Qingtuo Erjiro's pen disappeared, and was replaced by dry brush hair.

Then he began to use the opposite method as before, exerting the erasing power on the spiritual pen, and retreated to wipe it off in large pieces.

Soon, the most critical and dangerous information for Ling Feng disappeared from the canvas, and only the previous paragraph about Qingyun Club and those ordinary chats left on the canvas.

This is the first time Qingtuo Erjilang's redesign. As a clone, his mission is to tell Qingtuo the original news he received from the Dongkun world through the He Lingshu. He never thought that he would have any concerns about writing the He Lingshu, and he never thought that he would erase and rewritten the He Lingshu he had written.

He started writing and wrote some obscure words and sentences again. He felt that he should have something to explain to the Lord Qingtuo, so he hoped to use some obscure words and sentences to lay the foundation for future confession so that when he wanted to tell the Lord Qingtuo in the future, he would tell the Lord Qingtuo everything he knew.

But after engraving dozens of strokes, he gave up. He felt that even the obscure words were extremely dangerous for Ling Feng, because the Tianyuan Emperor Leaf was too expensive for the remains of the mandala.

He held the pen again and wiped it back with his spiritual power. Not only did he wipe the entire sentence after the second pen, but he also wiped out all the chat words he wrote at the beginning, so the canvas, which was originally full of characters, became empty again.

After the third time he wrote, he only wrote two lines:

"I have been involved in Dongkun's great evil fate and can no longer implicate you. If there are no special circumstances in the future, I will no longer pass on the He Ling Book to you.

"Qingtuo Erjiro, above."

Because there are too few handwriting, some of these characters cannot form the length required for He Lingshu. After writing this line of handwriting, Qingtuo Erjilang threw a millimeter and immediately threw a thick black line out of his pen.

He led the black line, dotted, dyed, wiped, and wiped on the canvas, and drew a winding arc, forming a white crane.

"I'm sorry!"

He sighed with emotion, and the spiritual pen grabbed in his right hand flew towards the sky, and the crane on the canvas suddenly jumped up, rode the green wind, flew out of the green bamboo forest, making a rattle.

When the crane flew up, Qingtuo Jiro suddenly felt endless freedom and comfort. He was originally just a wisp of thought separated from Qingtuo's original deity, but at this moment, when he resolutely asked the crane to bring back the information that he no longer communicated with Qingtuo's original deity, he suddenly felt that he had also turned into a unique individual like a crane that could freely soar between heaven and earth and work on his own.

He is independent!

...

On the road of heaven, Qingtuo was always waiting for Qingtuo Erjiro's letters. He actually put a lot of thoughts into various worlds. Only Qingtuo Erjiro after entering the Dongkun world brought him some seemingly useful information.

He was looking forward to the letter from Qingtuojiro, so when the crane flew over, he smiled and was full of expectations.

But when the crane disintegrated and turned into two lines of irrelevant words, he was stunned.

He gritted his teeth and looked at the place where the words disappeared, "Qingtuo Erjilang, what are you doing? You are my clone. If you are involved in a great evil fate, wouldn't I also suffer with you? And what kind of evil fate is this? Why do you have to be involved in it for no reason?"

Qingtuo was thinking this way, and an adventurous consciousness suddenly appeared in his sea of ​​consciousness - should I fall into the Dongkun world myself, and find out what is strange about this Dongkun world? Why is my clone not abnormal in any other world, and only fall into Dongkun, and immediately betray me and go out independently?
Chapter completed!