Chapter 243: Even a fairy can become a demon 63
Su Ying gently put down her senior sister and stood up to see Qingwu's condition.
Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a flash of white light in the sky.
Thinking that the thunder had not dispersed, he looked sharply and wanted to take action, but stopped in the next second.
The white robe was fluttering, and the cold air was biting. The girl who was originally lying on the ground was gently picked up, carefully, as if with a little force, she broke into pieces.
"Awu..."
Qing Lan looked at the blood on the corner of her mouth and her embarrassed appearance, her hoarse voice trembling slightly. He never thought that he would be away for only a few days and this would be the scene when he came back.
The little girl he placed on the tip of his heart now has a weak breath and is covered in blood...
Qing Lan took her pulse and wanted to heal her, but there was an icy chill on her fingertips.
When he saw the familiar and beautiful face, Qing Wu smiled slightly, raised his hand and grabbed his wrist, his blood-stained lips were as beautiful as flowers, "Master, you are back."
"Well", he carefully tried to take out his hand, but she held it tighter.
He kissed her white eyebrows comfortingly.
"Master, you came back so late." Qing Wu smiled and put his hand on her face, rubbing it gently. Feeling the coldness of his fingertips, she lowered her eyelashes and buried her face in his arms.
She said softly: "I'm just sleepy, I'll be fine if I take a nap."
Qinglan's eyes trembled, and she coaxed her in a low voice: "Awu, be good, you can't sleep."
Qingwu said sleepily: "Master, do you like me?"
"I like it," he replied without any hesitation.
"That's good..."
The man in his arms murmured, his voice weakened, and the hand holding him weakly let go.
Qinglan froze and her breathing stagnated.
The white and slender hand turned into green light in his eyes and slowly dissipated.
The panic in his heart could not be increased, and he quickly injected spiritual power into her body.
Many times in a row, but to no avail.
Her body is still dissipating, and the green light spots disappear with the wind.
Su Ying, who was watching this scene not far away, opened her eyes in disbelief, "Xiao Qingwu..."
The body is dead and the soul is scattered! how so? !
Qinglan's face turned pale, and she called her warmly: "Awu? Wake up, be good, wake up, okay?"
The person in his arms didn't respond to him and slept peacefully, his body dissipating faster.
Qinglan pulled her into his arms and hugged her a little hard. It seemed that as long as he did this, he could keep her.
But it was all in vain.
Not far away, Su Ying watched helplessly as the immortal Master, who was untainted by lust, carefully wiped the blood on the corner of the girl's mouth, and then placed a pious kiss on her almost transparent lips. His cold and gloomy breath made others watch. Terrified.
"Awu", Qinglan lowered his head and touched her forehead, he said softly in a hoarse voice: "I regret it, I shouldn't have left, I shouldn't have left you alone in the sect."
"I regret it."
"Hey, Ah Wu, can you open your eyes?"
"Please..."
The whispers turned into broken syllables.
The little girl in his arms finally turned into green light spots, and his arms were empty.
Qinglan Immortal Master maintained the posture of a virtual hug for a long time.
There was an eerie silence all around.
The spiritual masters looked at him from a distance and did not dare to make a sound.
I don't know how long it took, but Qinglan slowly stood up. Her sleeves were flicked, her eyes were indifferent, her temperament was sacred and inviolable, and she didn't look as heartbroken as before.
But those dark eyes, which were like ink, slowly turned into a mysterious and noble cyan.
He raised his eyes, his eyes were calm and indifferent to all living beings, like gods.
Before the Tianzong leader and others took a closer look, they were horrified to find that the things around them began to twist and deform.
Landslides and ground cracks, lightning and thunder...
The Lord God is angry and the plane collapses.
—The 5th Plane, End—
(End of chapter)