"Go and rest!"

Murong Xianxian waved his hand, and after Qu Langhuan obediently stepped aside, he said with emotion: "There are some people here, who obviously have the Yangguan Road to go, but choose to walk on the single-plank bridge that is the thin line between life and death. I don't know if they are cheap or stupid."

"Cui Qiuyuan, right? How have you considered it?"

As he said that, Murong Xianxian looked at Cui Qiuyuan.

"Junior... I would like to submit to the fairy and be sent by the fairy." Cui Qiuyuan said helplessly in a low voice.

"It seems that you are not stupid."

Murong Xianxian smiled lightly and said, "In that case, you should know what to do!"

Cui Qiuyuan is also a determined person. Now that he has made a decision, he no longer hesitates and takes back the Immortal Phoenix Feather.

He knew what was waiting for him next, that Murong Xianxian would plant a restriction in his soul, that he would become the slave of the other party in the future, that his future life and death would depend on the other party's thoughts, but he had no choice.

Because compared to a never-ending life that is worse than death, becoming the other person's slave is ultimately a good thing.

After all, life and death are big things, being able to live, and all other things are just trivial matters.

Moreover, while alive, there are infinite possibilities and hopes.

Who can say for sure what will happen in the future?

He is a smart man, so he knows how to choose and how to do it.

After Cui Qiuyuan took back the immortal phoenix feather, Murong Xianxian moved his fingers, and the confession in the air stabbed Cui Qiuyuan's Yangshen nine times in a row. With each stab, a trace of Yin Hong spread out, and

Cui Qiuyuan also trembled.

After nine strokes, the blush spread over Cui Qiuyuan's Yangshen, outlining a delicate and dreamy flower with nine petals, as red as blood.

On the banks of the Huangquan River, there is a flower called Manzhu Shahua. It is as red as blood and as beautiful as a dream, but it symbolizes death.

When the flowers bloom, people die, and their souls return to the underworld.

The flowers above Cui Qiu Yuanyang God are Manzhu Shahua.

The manzhu-sawahua swayed, lifelike, and the fragrance floated in the air like a dream. After a few breaths, the manzhu-sawahua disappeared, and Murong Xianxian stretched out his hand, and it flew back to his hand.

"Okay, Mr. Cui, we will have a happy cooperation in the future." Murong Xianxian played with the confession in his hand and said with a smile.

"I don't dare to be called sir, the fairy can just call me Qiuyuan." Cui Qiuyuan fell from the air, his posture was very low.

Murong Xianxian nodded, raised his finger, and confessed his sins, turning into a stream of light and flying out of the hall.

"Qiu Yuan, your strength is greatly reduced now. If you confess your sins, he will help you find the corpse of a saint." Murong Xianxian said.

"The corpse of a saint?" Hearing this, Cui Qiuyuan was shocked, but more importantly, he was ecstatic.

"Don't you always want the saint's corpse? This palace has given you the opportunity. Whether you can seize it or not depends on you." Murong Xianxian said calmly.

"Thank you so much, Fairy, Qiu Yuan will live up to your expectations." Cui Qiu Yuan beamed with joy, clasped his fists, and rushed out of the hall.

After Cui Qiuyuan left, Ye Qing helped Murong Xiuxian to the outside of the hall. Murong Xiuxian looked at the clouds and mist in the sky, the breeze blew on his face, and said nothing for a long time.

"I haven't seen the blue sky and white clouds for a long time, and I can smell the fragrance of the grass and trees. It's so good."

Ye Qing was speechless, disturbing Murong Xianxian and hurting the spring and autumn.

In fact, he didn't know what to say. He regretted staying. He didn't know if it was a blessing or a curse. It was all caused by impulsiveness!

"Why, do you regret staying?" Murong Xianxian looked at Ye Qing, who was silent beside him, and said with a smile: "You had the chance to leave earlier, why didn't you go?"

Ye Qing was still silent. You can't say that Sixth Sense won't allow me to leave. Who would believe it!

"Is it because you have a feeling of intimacy towards me?" Murong Xianxian answered for Ye Qing.

"Um?"

Ye Qing was surprised, he didn't expect Murong Xianxian to know what he was thinking.

"Not only you, in fact, I also have a feeling of intimacy towards you." Murong Xianxian smiled and said: "So, don't worry, I will not do anything to you."

"You too." Ye Qing was even more shocked.

"Want to know the reason?" Murong Xian said.

"Please give me some advice from the fairy!" Ye Qing asked.

Murong Xianxian did not speak, but a wave of blood energy surged from his body, and the blood in Ye Qing's body also vibrated and resonated with it.

"This...this is..."

Ye Qing's eyes widened, and he could clearly feel that the blood in Murong Xianxian's body was the same as his, capable of swallowing the blood of others, as if the two came from the same source.

"Do you feel it?"

Murong Xianxian calmed down his blood and said with a smile: "You and I have the same weird bloodline. This is why you and I feel close to each other."

"How could a fairy have such a weird bloodline?" Ye Qing asked subconsciously.

"I should ask you this." Murong Xianxian looked at Ye Qing and said, "This weird bloodline is the bloodline passed down from generation to generation in my Murong family. Why do you think I have it?"

"What I am curious about is, how come you have the blood of my Murong family? Back then, Lihentian killed everyone except me, leaving no chickens or dogs behind, so you are definitely not from my Murong family.

Bloodline, then, where did the bloodline in your body come from?"

"The bloodline of the Murong family?"

Ye Qing really didn't expect that his bloodline was related to the Murong family eight hundred years ago, and his bloodline came from the mysterious female corpse in the sarcophagus in Yulong Lake. Does this mean that the female corpse in the sarcophagus

, most likely related to the Murong family?

There was nothing to hide about this matter, so Ye Qing told the story of the female corpse in the sarcophagus in Yulong Lake and how he obtained this bloodline.

Of course, the mysterious things are hidden in it.

"So that's it." Murong Xianxian pondered for a moment and said, "So, the female corpse in the sarcophagus is probably a blood ancestor of this palace. After you get out, you can choose a time to go and take a look."

"The bloodline of my Murong family is called the Blood Demon. The Blood Demon is one of the weird monsters in ancient times. It feeds on the blood of all living beings. According to legend, the bloodline of my Murong family is the Blood Demon, so it is called the Blood Demon."

Murong Xianxian looked at Ye Qing, half-smiling but not smiling: "The Blood Demon is extremely domineering, and you are not a direct descendant of my Murong family. I didn't expect you to be able to obtain the blood of the Blood Demon, and to meet me here to help me escape from trouble.

It seems that you and I are quite destined!"

"This junior didn't expect it either!" Ye Qing touched his nose, but he didn't expect such a coincidence.

"Well, since you are destined to me and have the blood of my Murong family, you are a member of my Murong family. So, you can just call me sister from now on, and there is no need to call yourself junior." Murong Xianxian looked hesitant.

Determined, Ye Qing smiled and said: "Why, you don't want to, or do you think I'm not worthy of being your sister?"

"How could it be? This is my honor." Ye Qing said flattered.

"That's it." Murong Xianxian said happily: "Now can you tell sister your real name?"

"Haha, my name is indeed not Ye Yipong. I had no choice but to lie to my sister. I hope my sister will forgive me!" Ye Qing touched his nose and said with a smile: "My name is Ye Qing, with the courtesy name Wuhuan. My sister will call me Wuhuan from now on.

Just like it."

"There is no joy. If you are greedy for a while, there will be no joy. What a good name." Murong Xianxian smiled and praised: "Moreover, the name is good, and the person is even better. At a young age, he is already a master of body training, and his future is bright."

"Thank you sister for the compliment, I don't dare to take it seriously." Ye Qing said modestly.

"Is there anything you shouldn't do? This is what I should do as my younger brother." Murong Xianxian smiled and said, "Sister, I will take you to some good places later and give you some good things."

"Thank you sister."
Chapter completed!