My Fairy Clone Traveling Through the Eight Wastelands

"Is that so?"

Ling Qingjue roasted bear meat in front of the fire.

The bear meat sizzles under the scorching flames, and the sparkling meat oil drips down the meat strips to the ground, and the meat aroma overflows.

After listening to Zhao Hongying's story, I realized that more than 200 people had already died in Xiongkou.

It's not just to kill!

She is naturally not a murderous person, just like the little green snake before, she probed and saw that there was not much resentment on her body, so she just knocked out.

After all, demon cultivation is full of difficulties and dangers, as long as it is not killed for the sake of killing, it can be dealt with at your discretion.

But the two brown bears are full of resentment.

When I met her, I knew that it was not a good type, so she didn't even think about it.

At the same time, she was also impressed by the chivalry of this girl, at least she thought she couldn't do it when she switched roles.

Lives are on the line.

But now, she looked at Zhao Hongying.

The girl was sitting on the side with her knees crossed, like a lady, not looking at this side, and eating barbecue meat in small bites by herself.

I can't help but have a black line on my face.

Suddenly, Ling Qingjue seemed to think of something, and stuck the wooden skewer made of the branch in his hand on the ground.

got up and crawled towards Zhao Hongying.

The two were only half a meter apart.

Zhao Hongying was eating skewers, and suddenly found that Ling Qingjue, who was gradually approaching, was a little at a loss.

Two halos of red rose again on the heroic face.

It is more and more gorgeous in the reflection of the firelight.

Swallowed hard,

"What's wrong?" The voice is as thin as a mosquito's moan.

Look at the goblins getting closer and closer.

I didn't care about the skewers in my hands, and my hands were directly propped up on the ground.

There was an ethereal "It's okay" in my ears. The word

sniffed the fragrance wafting from her nose, and Zhao Hongying's eyes fluttered.

The heart is pounding.

With a "stab", Ling Qingjue grabbed the hem of Zhao Hongying's strong suit and tore off a piece directly.

Wrapped around his face.

Completed!

The gauze skirt on her own body was too strong to tear off.

In this way, this woman should be able to let go, right?

"Poof!"

There was the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground.

When I turned my head, I saw Zhao Hongying, who had mosquito coil eyes on her face, and fell to the ground because her arms were weak.

"Hey, what's wrong with you?"

Hurry up and help.

Another toss-up.

Ling Qingjue is now also sitting in front of the fire with barbecue and eating barbecue.

"Fairy Ling, you must not get close to others like this in the future."

Zhao Hongying's hand was on her chest, and the deer in her body was still beating "bang" and "bang".

"How?"

"You're so pretty!"

"Well, that's right."

"Fairy Ling, it's really irresponsible."

"Got it, you don't need to call me 'Lin' fairy, you shout like a goblin."

"Hmm... What does that shout? "

My name is Ling Qingjue, can you call me Qingjue?"

"Okay, Miss Ling."

"Also... Okay. "

Hmm."

。。。。。。

The fire flickered, and the two of them, who had eaten and drunk, slept in the hollow of the tree.

Zhao Hongying pillowed her arms and lay on her back, looking at the starry sky outside the cave, and couldn't help but feel a little confused.

Ever since Master left, I have become aimless.

Feeling the beautiful people around her, Zhao Hongying was actually a little happy in her heart.

I'm glad I've been chivalrous, I'm glad I've been here, I'm glad I've been seriously injured.

Glad... Met her.

She carried the light on her back like the figure of an immortal, filling her empty heart.

It's just that I'm a woman, and I'm ashamed of myself.

"Hey"

a sigh drifted through the night sky.

。。。。。。

In the early morning, the sky is white.

Ling Qingjue woke up, her body was already in the Qi refining period, she could not sleep for a few days, even if she slept and rested, it only took a moment, but she still preferred the feeling of sleeping every day.

She used to not get sleep because of her cultivation, but now she has some self-preservation power, and she now plans to make up for it all.

She found that her personality had changed a little when she controlled Ling Qingjue.

Compared with Zhang Yuan's somewhat withdrawn, cold, and only cultivation-minded character.

may be due to the female body, Ling Qingjue's inner drama is richer, his brain is more active, and his thinking is more emotional.

But she still won't do orchid fingers, duck sitting or something, and she always feels like she'll lose something.

Well! is still like the teacher, to be a cold fairy.

There was a sound of "boom", "boom", "bang" and "bang" in front of the tree hole, it was Zhao Hongying practicing martial arts.

She has just turned twenty-eight years old now, and being able to reach the Bone Forging Realm is obviously inseparable from her efforts.

Ling Qingjue tidied up her gauze skirt, which was a little messy from sleeping, and came to the side to look at it.

Zhao Hongying's rice-white suit flew up and down with her movements, and the silver spear in her hand was full of tigers.

When the gun hits the ground, it will form waves of air, leaving a basin-sized crater.

She found that after yesterday's battle, she seemed to have become stronger, and her strength was longer.

The shadow of the gun danced, tossing and turning, and the speed became faster and faster.

Finally, he kicked the handle of the gun, and the white silver light shot out, inserting it in the cangshu not far away, and kept trembling.

"Good!"

Ling Qingjue is not stingy with her praise, the beauty dances the gun, which is pleasing to the eye, and her marksmanship is indeed extraordinary.

Well, the orientation hasn't changed, but if there is a man jumping up and down here in front of him, he must not be interested in watching it.

After Zhao Hongying finished practicing, she walked over and looked at Ling Qingjue, with a shy smile on her cold face.

"Miss Ling! Okay, right? In

Zhao Hongying's eyes, Ling Qingjue was a fierce man who could kill high-level demon beasts in seconds, so there was no problem in asking for advice.

Ling Qingjue's head; "Yes, what's the name of this marksmanship?"

"Fire Dance."

"This set of marksmanship and its supporting exercises should be able to reach the innate level if you have cultivated well, and it was taught to you by your master?"

The innate combat power of ordinary people is equivalent to the qi refining period of a monk.

The most precious point of this set of marksmanship is that it can be passed down from generation to generation, and Ling Qingjue feels that his marksmanship is good because of this.

Although there are requirements for the cultivation of the physique, it is impossible to be as demanding as the spiritual root qualification requirements for cultivating immortals.

This is definitely the best marksmanship in the world.

If it were replaced by Zhang Yuan when there was no doppelganger, he might be tempted by it.

Now, she will, too.

Take it to the sect to exchange for contribution points, and then replace it with the foundation building exercise, which can pull the combat power up.

Perhaps, the life-saving grace asks to see the exercises?

Her eyes flashed, and she hinted at Zhao Hongying crazily.

"Master taught me!"

It can actually reach the congenital!

Zhao Hongying was shocked when she heard Ling Qingjue's words.

"Huh? Miss Ling, what's wrong with your eyes? Cramps? "

Oh, oh, it's fine."

Ling Qingjue looked at the ignorant heroine, and finally did not make a direct move.

Never mind.

It's right next to you, and there are more opportunities to knock on the side in the future, so you don't have to worry about not being able to get it!

This is a cold character.

Why don't you cook it yourself?

。。。。。。

Two women walked in the woods.

"You say this is the Living Mountains?"

A woman covered with an off-white veil walked behind, her beautiful eyes flowing, looking forward to the brilliance.

"Yes, the Living Spirit Mountain Range covers an area of 10,000 miles, and two-thirds of the borders of the entire Yan Country are bordered by this Living Spirit Mountain Range, which can be regarded as the largest mountain range in this area."

The woman who walked in front replied in detail.

She has a slender figure, a high ponytail swinging, a heroic posture, a silver gun in her hand, hitting the surrounding jungle, driving away snakes, insects, rats and ants.

The two daughters are Ling Qingjue and Zhao Hongying.

"Really?"

Ling Qingjue found out from Zhao Hongying's mouth that this was near a country called Yanguo.

Zhao Hongying has been Xi martial arts in the mountains with her master since she was a child, and only recently has she begun to experience rivers and lakes.

I don't know much.

Ling Qingjue went through his memories, and he had never heard of the Living Spirit Mountain Range and the Yan Country.

It seems that this place is very far away from the Yunmeng Sect, and it is very likely that it is not within the Yongsheng Continent.

I sighed slightly.

Zhao Hongying felt that she was not helping, and turned around and proposed.

"Why don't we go to the county seat and ask the shopkeeper in the tavern over there, Yongqu County is close to the Shengling Mountain Range, and there are quite a lot of merchants, many of whom are drinking there and have information exchanged, so he should know a lot."

"Okay, how far is it?"

"Not far away, out of the Living Spirit Mountain Range, thirty miles further north."

"Good!"