"Are you still short of life and not deep enough to break through?" Mu Chu took out the quilt from Qiankun's bag and asked while spreading it to the ground.

Mr. Mu was not completely resentful about sleeping on the floor. He was both a man, but King Xuan was very delicate and was afraid that he would hurt his body while being cold. When he turned around, the girl wanted to complain to him, so he could only give him the soft couch and hit the floor by himself.

This is what he meant by threatening him to sleep on the floor, but he had enough reason to believe that this guy could not be threatened by him.

He lifted the quilt open, lay down, and flipped it over again, and his whole body was covered. He closed his eyes and said calmly: "If you don't have enough skills, it will hurt your body if you force yourself."

"No." Chu Xuanchi was still sitting on the soft couch.

When Mu Chu opened his eyes and turned around, he saw his legs crossed again. His face darkened, he sat up suddenly, stared at him and said, "If you do this, don't blame me for being rude to you and forcing you to lie down."

Chu Xuan slowly opened his eyes and looked at him. The arrogance at the moment gradually dissipated. He said lightly: "I just want to find out the reason, why is there always a force that blocks me back, and if you continue practicing, your soul will be somewhat out of control."

"Entering the devil!" Mu Chu became even more nervous: "If you really feel that you can't control it, don't practice this technique anymore."

"Then tell me, is there any way to deal with that thing?"

What he said is naturally the resentment in the broken painting. Although it is now possessed by Meng Shiyue, it is not Meng Shiyue after all. They don’t know how to call "that thing".

Mu Chu stared at him. Although he was really angry that he didn't care about his body, he really couldn't answer Chu Xuanchi's question.

If he could think of how to deal with that thing, he wouldn't have watched him vomit blood and practice a little while he was helpless.

Apart from the magic skills practiced by Chu Xuanchi, what other skills can compete with that thing?

...If Qiqi knew what the two of them were talking to each other now, she would definitely be so anxious that she could not practice this skill because she shouldn't have practiced like this at all.

Unfortunately, the two of them discussed the matter solemnly until midnight, but they could not find any results. On this side, the woman who walked around the gates of hell and almost died from now on was still very afraid.

He turned his head and looked at the figure lying on the bed not far away. When he thought of him almost dying under his hands, his heart kept trembling. It turned out that when he really had to face death, he realized that he was so afraid of death and so unwilling to die.

She still has a lot of things to do, has not yet recovered Wuming, has not yet captured the imperial city with them, has taken back the world for her mother, has not yet eliminated this disaster for everyone, has not yet watched Baoer grow up, and has not yet given birth to another child for a certain guy...

How can we die like this without so many things? Sometimes we are afraid of not the pain at the moment of death, but the fear that if you die, you will leave too many regrets.

Fortunately, she finally came back to life.

After calming down, she looked at the white shadow busy preparing medicine for the old man of Reincarnation. After watching it for a while, she suddenly asked, "Xuantian, are you practicing "Zhu Xian"?"

Xuantian, who was originally facing her back, suddenly stopped and looked back at her: "You know that's why do you ask like this?"

"Which level has you been practicing?" she asked again.

Xuantian raised his thick eyebrows slightly, looked at her for a while, and suddenly there was a little softer between his eyebrows: "Don't you care about these things? You never liked me and that guy to practice this kind of martial arts that you think are evil spirits and heretics, and you never ask."

"Then I want to ask now, is it OK? Can you tell me, which level have you practiced?"

“The eighth floor.”

The eighth level... Qiqi's palm tightened and he was completely panicked: "The eighth level, then... can you continue practicing? Don't you think anything is wrong?"

Xuantian had already turned around and continued to make his medicine. After hearing her question, he couldn't help looking back at her, with a little doubt in his eyes: "How do you know I'm facing resistance?"

Qiqi was really panicked. He also encountered resistance, saying that everything he had guessed before should be true. She looked at Xuan Tian and said anxiously: "Don't worry about how I know, what now? What are you going to do now? Continue to practice? Can you practice?"

"I can't practice, give up. I'm not as obsessed with that guy... I'm so attentive about it. I can't ask for military information for him?" Suddenly, a cold look in his eyes, and a trace of coldness passed by: "Even if I practice to the eighth level, I will definitely defeat him in the battle of Ling Cave Heaven."

"You still have to fight him?" Qiqi panicked. The source of everything comes from that battle. If that battle can be stopped, perhaps there will be no such disasters that cannot be transformed in the future, and that resentment may not exist.

Why do you have to fight? Can you not fight?

Xuantian ignored her. No matter what, he had to fight in the battle between Lingdongtian. Even if she stopped him, he would not even pay attention to her.

Qiqi knew that even though she had not been in contact with Xuantian for a long time, she knew very well at this look that no matter what she said, she could not change his mind for the time being.

But, did he know what happened after the battle of the Spirit Cave Heaven? Also, the old man in the reincarnation who was lying on the bed, saw the old man in the reincarnation lying on the ground. Did he not find it strange at all? Why didn’t he ask?

"You..." He wanted to ask something, but he didn't know how to ask. Xuan Tian was even less frivolous than Achu and was not very interested in things. He didn't even bother to ask.

Until now, she has basically changed the identities of Xuantian and Jinghong in her heart. She used to think that Xuantian was Chu Xuanchi's previous life. After all, the two have the same face, although their temperament is indeed very different.

But now, she was sure that the white-clothed Xuantian in front of her was more like Mu Chu, except for one face.

As for Jinghong... it was true that guy was domineering and bad-tempered. It was really unreasonable to say that he was not Chu Xuanchi's previous life. However, he clearly looked like A Chu, why did he want Chu Xuanchi's appearance after reincarnation? Could it be...

Wow, I didn’t think Qishu liked Xuantian, but he was stingy and used his consciousness to snatch someone else’s face when he was reincarnated?

This possibility...is not impossible for the stingy and domineering Xuan King. This style... is really like him.

Oh, I miss her man so much, such a cute little thing, I really want to go back and take a bite from him.

Don’t this guy know that no matter what he looks, his love for him will not change? He is so stupid.

Xuantian ignored her little thoughts, picked up the medicine, walked to the bed, and helped the old man in the reincarnation who was still in a coma, as if he had become accustomed to it. He gently stroked the old man in the reincarnation neck with his fingertips and easily fed a bowl of medicine into the old man's reincarnation's stomach.

"What's wrong with Master?" Qiqi also saw that Xuantian had taken care of him and had obviously taken care of him to the point where practice made perfect, which only means that the old man in the reincarnation had been injured for a long time.

"My master has been fighting with some enemy recently. When he is seriously injured, he will faint from time to time, and occasionally his temperament will change drastically, becoming completely different from him."

He helped the old man in the reincarnation world and let him lie back, then he stood up and looked at Qiqi: "You often lose your shadow for no reason. What's going on?"

"I..." Qiqi pointed at herself, thought about it again, and then she remembered the way she disappeared in a gust of wind that day. However, Xuan Tian asked so calmly, and it didn't look like she had encountered a big event. Could it be that she had become a habit of disappearing?

"Don't you find it strange?" she couldn't help asking. In addition to her inexplicable disappearance, and also the change in his master's temperament, how could he be so calm?

Xuan Tian raised his eyebrows and said, "I just asked you because I thought it was strange. If you can't even give an answer, that's fine."

Back at the table, threw down the empty bowl, and everything was taken into the tray. He picked up the tray and was about to leave.

Qiqi suddenly stood up, looked at the old man of Reincarnation who was still sleepy, and then walked to catch up with him: "Xuantian, I want to see "Zhu Xian". Can I see what kind of martial arts it is?"

"The martial arts of "Zhu Xian" are too domineering, and you can almost catch up with the demons and don't let you do whatever you want." Xuantian thought she wanted to learn secretly, so he refused.

"No, I just looked at it, I didn't think about learning it. It's domineering or not. " Qiqi chased him out and kept chasing him: "Xuantian, just treat it as helping me. I really need "Zhu Xian". Let me see if it's OK, I'll just look... I'll just look at it a few times."

I am afraid that I can't remember it once, so I have to read it a few more times before I can write it down. Now I will be optimistic. When I go back and study it with Chu Xuanchi and Mu Chu, I may be able to really find some way to deal with the evil old man in the cycle of reincarnation. "Xuantian..."

"No." If you don't give, you won't give. Xuan Tian was also very stubborn when he became tough.

Seeing him walking away quickly, he had no intention of turning back at all, Qiqi stomped his feet in anger and said angrily: "Stingy, what's wrong with a look? You are so stingy, just like that guy Jinghong! Bless you to fall down when you walk, and you will fall down and eat shit!"

The white-clothed innocent shadow in front of me was stepping on something, and when I slipped under my feet, I almost fell down.

Of course, if you are so good at it, you will naturally not be able to fall, but this slip also completely shocked Qiqi.

The little hand fell on the thin lips and pressed it hard, his eyes wide open, and he was really scared.

The crow's mouth... It turns out that it's so powerful! Even such a elegant handsome man was almost harmed by her mouth.

However, what the hell is the cold and creeping aura behind you?
Chapter completed!