Qi Xiaojin opened her eyes and imdiately saw a WeChat ssage.
Her originally cold expression couldn’t help but soften.
She gently rubbed her finger over Fang Yu’s WeChat profile picture.
Fang Yu’s profile picture was his personal graduation photo.
It was filled with a youthful, beaming smile.
Qi Xiaojin hoped that this kind of smile could remain on Fang Yu’s face forever.
She typed in a ssage.
"Don’t worry, everything’s fine, I’m here."
Hospital deaths, doors closing.
It was the Dead Silence Spirit growing and developing.
A scale of 30 people, it’s probably grown another step.
Now, how long is the death countdown of Dead Silence Spirit? A day and a half? Or two days?
Qi Xiaojin wasn’t sure.
She felt the pressure; although she tried to catch up vigorously, compared to such spirits, her growth rate was still a bit slower.
As for the Murderer, such a minor character was not even in her consideration.
Just the security alone was enough to handle such a person.
Not to ntion she was guarding here as well.
However, in her previous life, was there such a Murderer?
Qi Xiaojin was sowhat puzzled and glanced at the surveillance screen next to her.
On it, there was surveillance of the entire residential area.
Naturally, the one they were most concerned with was the surveillance of their building.
As of now, there seed to be no problems.
Due to tily separation from the residents who had contact with Gemini Hospital, there were no parasitic bodies of Dead Silence Spirit in the neighborhood.
"Tomorrow is the day Uncle Zhou and Uncle Wang’s funeral, Fang Yu will definitely go."
"I have to follow, to keep him safe."
Qi Xiaojin pondered thoughtfully, recalling what she had done since leaving Rolling Bone City.
"The Fallen Spirit Demon inside Lian Xiaoya, with my ga character’s current abilities, can’t kill it yet, only manage to do partial damage, reveal its true form, and make it not so easy to continue to track and hinder ."
When she had enough strength, Qi Xiaojin would not hesitate to kill her ga’s sister directly.
"The skeleton of the Heart Chain Demon has been obtained."
"Grind it into powder, add in [Bloody Evening Path], along with Light White Grass, Heart Connection Flower and other herbs stolen from Bone Lotus Mountain Holy Land to make tasteless, colorless Love Heart Powder."
Qi Xiaojin’s goal was clear.
After leaving Bone Lotus Mountain, she went straight to the back mountain of Chenfu Village and dug out the buried skeletons.
In her previous life, the Heartless Daoist made his fortune with these skeletons.
By concocting the Love Heart Powder, infiltrating the Black Withered Saint Sect, getting close to the Holy Maiden Miao Weixin, secretly feeding her Love Heart Powder, establishing a connection of love, continuously taking Qi from Miao Weixin, and due to the subtle influence of the love connection, secretly establishing a romantic relationship with the Holy Maiden.
Once the Qi he had taken was on par with Holy Maiden Miao Weixin, the Heartless Daoist killed her with one strike, absorbing the rest of her Qi completely, achieving great divine skill.
Although he was pursued by the Black Withered Saint Sect around the world, he had the strength to stand on his own and flew far away.
Although later he was said to have been killed by the Black Withered Saint Sect, that was several carefree years later; during the apocalypse, he played an impressive role, becoming one of humanity’s hopes.
It’s perhaps ironic that such an underhanded individual beca one of the heroes of humanity in reality.
But facts are facts, no matter how crazy and without moral bottom line the Heartless Daoist was in the ga.
In reality, he made significant contributions against demons.
What Qi Xiaojin needs to do now, is to emulate the path taken by the Heartless Daoist.
It’s a long road, but the speed of improvent in strength is certainly not slow.
Because there aren’t many places where fortunes are concentrated.
The initial few were considered close.
The later ones were all in different corners of the sky.
If she could join the Black Withered Saint Sect, relying on the Sect’s flying beasts as mounts, these fortunes could be linked together, convenient for acquisition.
To be able to ride a Sect flying beast, aside from one’s own strength and status eting the standards, one could only hope to catch a ride during the various activities held by the Sect.
In her previous life, the Heartless Daoist missed many opportunities for lack of information.
But Qi Xiaojin can make the most of this part of the intelligence.
"Beco an apprentice, join the Sect!"
She entered the ga.
The blizzard hit, hunger and weariness flooded her heart.
But Qi Xiaojin’s will was very clear.
This was intentional.
The Heartless Daoist was able to join the Black Withered Saint Sect thanks to this maneuver.
Just a bit further ahead, there was a hot spring on the snow mountain.
A faint laugh was being emitted from inside.
Qi Xiaojin thumped down.
It wasn’t loud amidst the blizzard in Big Snow Mountain, but it imdiately drew the attention of the won bathing in the hot spring.
Shortly after, the sound of two people’s footsteps could be heard.
"Miss, it seems that a girl has fallen into the snow."
"...Check her breathing."
"She’s still breathing."
"Feed her a Cold Resistance Pill; let’s go."
"Yes!"
Cold Resistance Pill? Go?
Qi Xiaojin was startled in her heart.
The script wasn’t written like this!
The Heartless Daoist was saved by you and taken back to the Black Withered Saint Sect for care, otherwise where would he have had the chance to make a move on you.
Strange, what went wrong exactly?
Along with a pill being forced into her mouth, Qi Xiaojin thought rapidly in her mind.
Suddenly, she realized sothing.
That is, the Heartless Daoist was a man.
And a very handso one at that.
Both in reality and the ga.
Distinctively handso.
Could it be...
This was the reason?
Qi Xiaojin’s heart sank.
As the footsteps of the two began to fade away, Qi Xiaojin steeled her heart.
Cough!
She shook her heart ridian, opened her mouth and coughed out a large spray of bright red blood, which was particularly conspicuous against the thick white snow.
If the looks and gender aren’t enough, then moral hostage-taking it is!
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