The Lord who use immortals as food

"Sister, have you learned it?" the girl in the middle of the venue asked softly.

Li Mingqing moved his eyes over, and Yi Chengxin was looking at her indifferently.

Li Mingqing's heart sank. She realized that the other party clearly saw her end. Yi Chengxin knew as well as she did that she would not be able to survive the next poisonous heart attack.

The fourth trial did not arrive in a hurry. Yi Chengxin looked at her quietly and patiently. After having gained most of her ancestral cultivation, the girl's eyes like thin ice in winter seemed to be able to penetrate her chest.

Li Mingqing suddenly felt a little chilly.

"Sister seems to have thought of a way to kill me." She whispered, "What is it?"

Li Mingqing's heart clenched suddenly, and for the first time, she truly lost her temper.

"It seems I guessed it right." Yi Chengxin still looked at her, "Sister, you're not ready yet because you want to survive this round first, right?"

Li Mingqing's face tightened without saying a word.

She realized that not everything was left behind from the first three Heart Candle trials.

When she was training her mind with it, the other party had clearly captured the trajectory of her mind. Although I cannot know what she is thinking, I can vaguely feel her tension and relaxation, choices and tendencies.

"It seems I guessed it right again." Yi Chengxin smiled lightly. She sat cross-legged in the middle of the complex white and dense formation, like a spider emperor looking down at the bug in front of her. The firefly-like light spots became denser and denser in the air. Collected.

"It's a pity," she said coldly, "There is no chance."

The gray world comes for the fourth time.

After being polished by the heart candles of six generations of ancestors, this generation of Zhaozi, who is descended from the dragon with pupil veins, has gradually become more like a ghost. The fourth inverted heart candle in Li Mingqing's chest instantly became a Burning black flames.

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Li Mingqing weakly opened her eyes again in a trance, and saw the yellow candlelight in front of her eyes.

The nearby candle flames made her mouth dry, but she stretched out her arms and just about to move her body, severe pain from everywhere suddenly rushed into her brain.

The girl gritted her teeth tightly and let out a breath of cold air from between her teeth.

The first thing you see is the familiar furnishings. It is the side room of Cuiyu Hall. In the room next to the wall, there is a faint and heavy conversation.

Senior Sister Shen's voice was slightly trembling as she kept talking, but Li Mingqing couldn't hear clearly what she was saying; Senior Brother Chu added a sentence or two from time to time, his voice was louder and more steady, but also had some changes in tone.

"Junior sister didn't say anything to us."

At this time, several low and nasal voices echoed, and Li Mingqing realized that there were many more people in the room than he had imagined.

After a long silence, the master's hoarse voice came, and his already weak voice was like a heavy weight of iron: "Well, I understand."

Then Li Minqing remembered what happened.

She put all her money on Cui Yu to ambush the soul-stealer in Huansilou.

But it finally failed.

Mr. Lu died, and everything was destroyed by Qijiao Cave. She was left alone to accept the judgment of the desperate eyes of Cuiyu Sword Sect.

The alarmed Huansilou will soon come to smooth everything here.

Li Mingqing stared blankly at the candlelight, her heart filled with despair.

She didn't know why she didn't die by the lake with her uncle. Now the air around her was suffocating her, and a trembling panic emerged from deep inside her heart.

She didn't want to wake up at all, nor did she want to face anyone. She wanted to extinguish the candlelight beside her that illuminated her face.

The girl almost bit her lip and it was bloody.

But she finally supported herself once again in front of her tense heartstrings.

I don't know how many times it was a victory, but in the dim candlelight, the wooden door of the back room was pushed open with a "squeak", and the pale girl who supported the injured body appeared in front of everyone.

The conversation was suddenly cut off.

In the dead silence, more than a dozen eyes fell on her blankly, and the atmosphere was so oppressive that it was about to collapse.

"I'll tell everyone what I know." She said weakly, her sad eyes still showing a kind of calmness, "Let's find a way out again."

When she made the bet against Qijiaodong's Happy Death Tower, she never thought about what would happen if she lost. In that kind of bet that overdrafted her life, no matter how she thought about it, losing would lead to death.

But when it comes to this ending, Li Mingqing will never just sit back and die.

It's just another deeper desperate situation, but it's just another more difficult starting point.

She stood before the Cuiyu disciples again.

During this night discussion, Li Mingqing did not show any vulnerability. She leaned back in her chair, proactively proposed every sharp and bloody choice, and finalized every detail personally, without any escaping or giving up. led this meeting.

But when Dongfang was about to dawn and the hall ended, she did feel that something was different.

Nodding silently and agreeing perfunctorily, everyone was distracted. Li Mingqing saw from a distance that after walking out of the main hall, Senior Sister Shen and several classmates and elders walked to another side hall.

Didn't tell her what to talk about.

Li Mingqing suddenly realized where the real test was. Rather than the difficulty of the situation, what made her heart tighten more was actually the eyes of the disciples who no longer trusted her.

Her footsteps shuffled behind her, and she turned around to see Li Weiru walking over from behind.

"Master, I" the girl looked at this kind face, and the tears she had suppressed for a long time suddenly became uncontrollable.

"It's okay." Li Weiru gently put her head on his shoulder and patted her gently.

But she said something that made her heart and lungs freeze: "It's okay, you don't have to worry about the affairs of the house these days, just take good care of yourself."

Li Mingqing still has to take care of it.

She has always regarded herself as the helmsman of Cuiyu. Even if everyone does not trust her, she still believes that she is on the right path.

They had never dealt with Tianshan, nor did they know what Huansi Building was. In the next few days, Li Mingqing didn't have a smile on her face, and she held everything firmly in her hands as coldly as ice. In your own hands.

She could feel the estrangement arising, and she could also feel the strange eyes looking at her, and outside the mountain gate, tragic news had begun to arrive one after another. Li Mingqing didn't know when she would reach her limit. She only had one belief supporting her - she must bring Cuiyu Sword Sect out of this desperate situation again.

At the same time, she was also conniving at the occurrence of another thing in the sect - Senior Sister Shen Yao, Senior Brother Chu Nian, and Senior Uncle Qingshan. They had more and more secret meetings. When they walked through the sword field late at night, there was a faint sound in the side hall. The lights always reflect several figures.

She clearly felt that those sharp edges were focused on her.

The girl never thought that something like the sect's rebellion would happen in Cuiyu, but under the high pressure that everything was about to be destroyed, clues of what should not have happened still emerged.