Liu Qiqi felt the fluctuations of Qingcheng's soul in her body, and her face turned ugly.
This is indeed the case...
She occupies Qingcheng's body. Unless Qingcheng's soul is dispersed, she will be a guest star after all and can only become Qingcheng's nourishment.
But after Qingcheng's soul was dispersed, Bai Luo no longer had any scruples and could deal with him unscrupulously.
Of course she couldn't put herself in this situation.
But now, it's too late for her to leave her body and leave Qingcheng's body.
She was imprisoned inside.
Damn it, Bai Luo didn't know what magic he had cast to imprison himself in Qingcheng's body.
When she was anxious, there was a sound of footsteps outside, followed by the voice of the madam, "Hey, sir, you can't go in, you can't!"
As soon as she finished speaking, Liu Qiqi's room was kicked open.
Standing at the door were three men with white hair and black clothes, with solemn faces and a sense of immortality.
This is a person from Shuiyue Dongtian. Shuiyue Dongtian usually has his iconic white hair and black clothes.
The three of them stood at the door, glanced at Qian DaBao's tragic death inside, and immediately became vigilant.
Bai Luo picked up Liu Qiqi, held her waist, and wanted to leave as she flew past her.
But obviously, these monks are not the only ones guarding the surrounding area.
Heaven and earth seemed to rise all around, and it seemed impossible for Bai Luo to escape.
He looked around. The people who were setting up stalls near Baihua Tower suddenly took off their clothes and became people from Shuiyue Cave.
One of them turned out to be an eighth-grade monk.
He has no white hair, and his long black hair hangs down like a waterfall on his waist. He holds a jade flute in his hand and wears a navy blue robe. He looks like a handsome young man.
"Jasper flute?" Bai Luo said and sneered.
Unexpectedly, Shuiyuedongtian sent so many masters to ambush him here.
"Bai Luo, the revenge of the broken arm back then should be settled today!" Jasper Xiao slowly stepped forward, the empty sleeve of his left arm fluttering in the wind.
Only then did Liu Qiqi realize that the jade flute turned out to be one-armed.
"I'm extremely happy!" Bai Luo sneered, lowered his head and gave Liu Qiqi a sharp warning, then held her with one hand and sealed the seal with the other.
The white mark was struck at the jade flute, and the jade flute began to play the flute in its hand, with a long and gentle sound.
Liu Qiqi almost collapsed and died in the sound of the flute.
How unpleasant the sound of the flute must be to make her want to crawl into the cracks in the ground.
Bai Luo noticed something was wrong with Liu Qiqi, and while facing the enemy, he whispered, "Seal yourself and Qingcheng's soul!"
Only then did Liu Qiqi understand that the jade flute's flute sound was not unpleasant, but a sound spell that could disperse the enemy's soul.
She immediately sealed herself and Qingcheng's feelings, and then she could no longer hear what the jade flute was playing.
Bai Luo held her between his arms while killing Biyuxiao.
No less than ten masters emerged from the surroundings again, and various magical weapons rained down on Bai Luo.
Liu Qiqi was so angry that his orifices were filled with smoke. Haven't these bastards ever practiced throwing?
Almost all their magical weapons hit her, no, Qingcheng's body.
Although this magic weapon is only aimed at Bai Luo, the ancient demon, and the spiritual power on the magic weapon has no effect on her at all, she is a human and can feel pain, right?