Quick Wear: Host, please be more restrained

Chapter 123 The Immortal's Ascension Love Tribulation 12

The system saw a man in white, the girl in his arms gradually disappeared, and the man helplessly grabbed the fluorescent light, not wanting it to leave him.

Shen Qing was almost begging. This man who never believed in ghosts and gods was now longing for thousands of gods to perform a miracle in his heart.

Unfortunately, the girl disappeared like bubbles, leaving no trace.

It turned out that the person whose life was in danger in this last dream was actually her.

Ye Qiao stood in the system space, looking at the always clean and pure man with disheveled hair kneeling on the ground in the dilapidated house, begging the gods to give his beloved a chance to live.

The Demon Lord in the black fog had a hint of doubt in his dark red eyes. Why would the magic power be directed towards Shen Qing? Forget it, the goal has been achieved anyway, and the woman is dead.

Now is not the right time to devour the soul and spirit that belong to him. Judging from the time, Luo Chen should be here soon, so it is better to leave first.

A violent and dense demonic energy appeared in Shen Qing's living room. In just a moment, a group of elders and the leader of Shanhai Sect, as well as senior disciples like Xie Ning and He Chao, all rushed over.

Seeing Shen Qing kneeling on the ground with a sad face, everyone thought that there were heavy casualties and were shocked.

However, after they checked the number of people, they found that there were no casualties, except Shen Qing who was slightly injured.

"Oh, no one died. Why does Shen Qing act like he's lost his parents?" He Chao, who was standing nearby, said nonchalantly.

Xie Ning was also very confused. She had never seen Shen Qing, who was always as pure as jade, so silent.

"Since there are no casualties, let's all disperse." One of the elders spoke, and after a while, the whole place became quiet again.

Shen Qing watched people rushing over one by one, and then leaving one by one without a care. Among this group of people, which one could be even one-tenth as powerful as his little rabbit?

No one understood his pain. Everyone said that there were no casualties and it was just a waste of their sleep. No one cared about her.

The man's ink-black pupils gradually deepened in color, taking on a hint of madness. Since no one cared, let them all die. Let them all accompany him and live with him in hell.

[Host, that magic power is clearly directed at you.] Tongzi was in the system space, looking at this woman who was sitting with her legs crossed, looking extremely relaxed.

"Yes, but don't you think that dying to protect him shows how much I love you?" Ye Qiao said nonchalantly. She thought that the magic power really hurt her, as if her soul was shattered.

However, the side quest was completed successfully, so it was not a loss.

Tongzi was simply shocked by Ye Qiao's remarks. So, he thought that Ye Qiao really liked Shen Qing. It turned out that she even planned her own death for him. He silently lit a candle for Shen Qing.

Tongzi secretly took the favorability meter to measure Ye Qiao's favorability towards Shen Qing. To his surprise, it was 0.

[Qiao Qiao, I thought you had some feelings for Shen Qing, but your favorability value is 0! ]

Tongzi now actually felt a little sympathy for the sad and lifeless man.

"Please, in his previous life, he coaxed and deceived the girl to Luo Chen. How can I still have a good impression of him?" She, Ye Qiao, was holding a grudge, even if it was something from her previous life.

God, thinking about the heart-digging Luo Chen, Tongzi couldn't even imagine it. He would probably be tortured crazy by the vengeful host.

“Why didn’t this dream break up and I wake up in the cave, but instead took me back to the system space?” Although Ye Qiao had guessed that this dream might not be that simple, she had never expected how it brought her to the system space.

[Qiao Qiao, is there a possibility that what you are experiencing is not a dream? ]

Ye Qiao nodded. Indeed, the people in the dream were too vivid and lively. Sometimes she couldn’t tell them apart. Could it be that she really went back to the past?

If that's the case, then isn't she really dead? ? ?

Tongzi looked at Ye Qiao who suddenly realized what was going on. He felt like crying but had no tears. Who knew that Ye Qiao was so cruel to him that he actually dared to take the attack from the Demon Lord.

[Qiao Qiao, you guessed right, you are indeed gone, but the mission continues, so I need to build a suitable body for you.]

"That's good. Remember to pick a good-looking body for me." The woman said without any psychological burden.

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Yelang Valley

The setting sun in the evening, with a tinge of orange and yellow, pours down on the woods, and the green branches and leaves seem to have put on golden clothes.

The visitor was tall, with black hair and white clothes. He had clear eyebrows and eyes, delicate and three-dimensional facial features. His white clothes were whiter than snow, and his temperament was extraordinary. He was like a figure on the top of a mountain, covered with white snow, cold and aloof.

Luo Chen was only holding on to a glimmer of hope. It had been a hundred years since the Demon Lord's surprise attack on Shanhai Sect. He finally found the reincarnation of that woman, but was killed by the Demon Lord with a palm strike, and his soul was shattered.

Outsiders all thought that his day of ascension was just around the corner, but only he knew that his power was being suppressed by this world and was even being weakened. If he could not find the magic herb, save her, and resolve his emotional knot, he thought, then his death might not be far away.

A man in white, with knuckles as smooth as jade, made a magic gesture, and in an instant, his spiritual awareness covered the entire valley.

After a moment, the man with delicate features, his long eyelashes trembled slightly, his eyes sparkling with joy. The man suppressed the excitement in his heart, and actually found it.

But in an instant, the man with black hair and white clothes disappeared from the spot, leaving only a shadow to represent that he had been there.

Still by the lake, there was a small green grass, swaying gently in the breeze. It looked extremely fragile. When Luo Chen arrived, he was a little disappointed. This grass had only been cultivating for a hundred years. Not to mention bearing fruit, it didn't even have the ability to transform into a human form.

Having never seen such a fragile fairy grass, a trace of doubt flashed across Luo Chen's glass-like eyes. This fairy grass seemed to have suffered a serious blow before, and now only the main body without spiritual consciousness was left.

It would be better to bring him back to the sect. After all, Yelang Valley is dangerous. The man made up his mind in just a moment.

A warm and soft light instantly surrounded the Immortal Heart Grass. Feeling that this spiritual power was harmless to itself, the grass swayed slightly in the abundant spiritual power.

Looking at the grass, a gleam of light flashed in Luo Chen's eyes. It was quite interesting.

Just like that, a magical herb that didn't even have any spiritual consciousness was brought back to the sect by Luo Chen. From then on, Luo Chen's long life, apart from practicing, was spent growing herbs.

In order to make the Immortal Heart Grass transform into human form as soon as possible, Luo Chen searched everywhere for all kinds of rare and precious medicines. He also specially found a place with the most abundant spiritual power in the Shanhai Sect to grow this immortal grass.