My Fairy Clone Traveling Through the Eight Wastelands

Ling Qingjue looked at Zhao Hongying, who was falling into a deep sleep, and laid it down.

Slowly sat on the edge of the bed, reached out and stroked her forehead, and the spiritual power flowed in.

Calming the spiritual power that has not yet subsided for her, and at the same time nourishing the meridians in the girl's body that have atrophied a little due to excessive cultivation.

"Hmm~"

The girl who fell into a deep sleep let out a comfortable moan.

The spiritual power in Zhao Hongying's body gradually subsided, and the meridians also recovered as before, and even became more flexible.

Slowly retracted his spiritual power and looked at the sleeping girl.

Gently flicking his bangs aside, the little face became more and more beautiful in the moonlight.

Whisper to yourself

, "You're working hard, too."

Suddenly, Zhao Hongying, who was asleep, seemed to feel something, and rubbed the back of Ling Qingjue's hand with her cheek.

Feeling the warmth coming from the back of his hand, Ling Qingjue smiled.

Wave your hand to lay down the isolation formation.

The Dao seed in his mind was stimulated again, and wisps of clear qi submerged into Zhao Hongying's body.

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, Zhao Hongying's body made a muffled sound, and then her whole body emitted a golden light.

'Is this a breakthrough?' The spiritual root has also been raised, and this golden light... Feeling

that the clear qi in his mind was exhausted again, Ling Qingjue silently withdrew his hand.

The golden light emitted by the girl's body reminded her of something.

But looking at the girl who was undergoing the transformation of Qingqi, she still didn't use her spiritual power to probe what was going on in her body.

When the transformation is completed, it's not too late to go for testing.

Turn your mind and let it quietly accept the transformation of Qingqi.

He came to the spirit golem that had been thrown aside before.

The spirit puppet has a well-proportioned figure, concave and convex, a plain white palace dress, long black and bright hair, a bun is coiled, a few jade hairpins are inserted on it, the wisps of tassels hang down naturally

, elegant and noble but delicate facial features, pale skin, and godless eyes make her like a porcelain doll, as if it will be broken once touched.

After carefully observing the delicate spirit puppet again, he still found no abnormality.

In desperation, Ling Qingjue decided to bind himself to the spirit puppet first.

A wisp of spiritual power poked out of his finger and burrowed into the spirit golem's mind.

The consciousness also overlayed.

After a while, she spotted the imprint of a green six-pointed star in the golem's mind.

This one is the spiritual power imprint of that feminine man.

Under the vision of the divine consciousness, his white spiritual power wrapped the green mark.

After a while, the green color on the mark was erased and became transparent and colorless.

Then he used his spiritual power to wrap and fill the imprint, and after a while, the imprint turned into a colorful color.

Then, the pupils of the palace puppet's eyes dilated and narrowed, and he got up from the ground by himself.

came to Ling Qingjue and knelt down.

"Master."

The voice is gentle and beautiful, and the aftermath is lingering.

Then, Ling Qingjue found that his divine soul could control this spirit puppet.

The spirit gave a command, and the spirit golem immediately stood up.

Another command was given, and the golem spun around clockwise.

Then the spirit puppet jumped up and down over there, and Ling Qingjue had a lot of fun.

After manipulating it for a long time, Ling Qingjue found that this palace spirit puppet was smarter than many spirit puppets she had ever seen.

Those ordinary spirit golems will only make some movements in a dull way at first, and they need their masters to issue instructions to them all the time in order to move smoothly, which is extremely inconvenient.

And this spirit puppet, probably because it has a divine soul, is much smarter.

How to put it, it's like having a general understanding of the outside world, which ordinary spirit golems don't have.

For example, if you ask him to open the door, the golem will walk up to the door and open it, already having a basic understanding of the door.

An ordinary spirit golem must issue a command to walk to the door, and then issue a command for the spirit golem's hand to make a pulling motion to open the door.

It is clear which is better and which is inferior.

Ling Qingjue was quite satisfied with this spirit puppet, who could not love such a beautiful-looking spirit puppet with simple control.

As for the performance of the spirit golem, other aspects of the performance cannot be tested in this small room for the time being.

Looking at the spirit puppet in front of him, Ling Qingjue's mind turned.

In the future, I will call you Ling Yueyao.

After all, it's your own spirit puppet, and you have to have a name.

Help the golem get its name.

Ling Qingjue saw that it was not early, so he went to bed.

As for where to sleep?

There is only one bed in the room, where do you say to sleep?

Gently crawled to Zhao Hongying's side and lay down.

It's all women! No one suffers!

After a while, a long breath came.

There was nothing to say all night, only Ling Yueyao, who was standing on the side, with her empty eyes open, guarding the two girls on the bed.

。。。。。。

The early morning sun pierces through the clouds.

The streets of Fangshi also began to liven up.

Inn room.

Zhao Hongying opened her eyes faintly.

"Uh...

Somewhat dazed.

How did you fall asleep last night?

She remembers...

A picture flashed through my mind.

That's right, Ling Qingjue!

looked left and right, and suddenly found a perfect face close at hand, so he pillowed on his neck, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

The vanilla blew on his cheeks.

The sounds outside the house faded away, and time seemed to slow down.

The tranquility, peace and beauty in front of her made Zhao Hongying can't help but look stupid.

Suddenly, the sleeping person in front of him seemed to have noticed something, his long eyelashes trembled slightly, and his eyes slowly opened and looked at Zhao Hongying.

A big smile was revealed.

"Morning, Red Tassel." (Well, fairies don't have a breath!) ╭(╯^╰)╮)

Everything woke up, and Zhao Hongying fell into a deep sleep again.