Meng Qi was dazed for a moment.
Even if that voice carried a trace of anger, it was still pleasing and familiar. Even if she died a thousand times, she would not mistake it.
She was certain that this was not her imagination.
No matter if it was that time outside Hua Jiang Fu or this time, the man's voice was not something she imagined. It was real.
"… … Okay." She absentmindedly responded.
The black-robed man looked at her again.
"What's okay?" A mocking smile flashed across his face. "Are you going to admit defeat?"
"Never!" Meng Qi said decisively.
Great ambition suddenly rose in her chest. So what if the black-robed man was strong.
She was not afraid of him!
"You won't cry until you see the coffin." The black-robed man laughed coldly. He bent down and took a thin and long young branch from the little person he sent out.
"Don't say that I bullied you." He casually threw a bamboo scroll to Meng Qi. "The nine herbs I need are all on there. I want you to admit defeat."
The bamboo scroll was thin and long, greenish-black in color. It was not the yellow bamboo scroll commonly seen in the three thousand worlds.
On the back of the bamboo scroll, there were three long and narrow characters carved in ancient script.
Meng Qi's fingers touched it and she read, "Ji Wujiong."
"Hm?" The black-robed man instinctively turned to look at Meng Qi.
So he was called Ji Wujiong.
Meng Qi quickly searched through her mind. She had never heard of this name before.
Such a strong xiuzhe who came and went with Lu Qing Ran. She had never heard of him in her previous life. He probably appeared even later and met her shijie after she died.
Ji Wujiong's gaze swept coldly over Meng Qi. He did not seem to care that she knew his name. He mocked as usual, "Still standing there like an idiot? You can't wait to call me master? "
Meng Qi: "… …"
She lowered her eyes. In a flash, she memorized the nine herbs she needed.
"Relax." The man's voice sounded again, but it was colder than before. "Just like last time."
Meng Qi lowered his hands and stood in place, relaxed.
Her long hair that was tied behind her head suddenly swayed, and her green robe fluttered. Her entire body moved as fast as the wind.
The silver medicine knife was still in her hand, and the 'chi chi' sound was incessant.
The withered grass and trees on the ground flew up. The Meng Qi did not even need to touch the ground. The sharp aura on the medicine knife quickly drew a complete magic circle on the ground.
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"Look carefully." The man's voice was still cold. "This formation is called the Thousand Crane Formation. His is just a modified version of the Hundred Ghosts and Charm Formation. Do you think the Hundred Ghosts Formation can scare you?"
"Yes," Meng Qi replied in a low voice.
She glanced at Ji Wujiong from the corner of her eye. He obviously couldn't hear her voice. He was still standing there leisurely, glancing at Meng Qi from time to time.
She raised her chin slightly, feeling proud and pleased with herself.
"You're still looking at him?" The man's voice grew lower and lower, and it was tainted with a trace of anger that grew more and more obvious. "Or do you want to lose?"
Meng Qi pursed his lips and focused on the ground.
The magic circle was gradually becoming complete.
She memorized these things far faster and more clearly than she could memorize sword techniques or cultivation techniques.
The last stroke of the medicine knife sank into the center of the magic circle. Meng Qi had already memorized the complete Thousand Crane Formation.
"Spirit stones," the man said in a low voice again. "Eighth-grade."
Meng Qi hurriedly took out a dozen or so eighth-grade spirit stones from her storage bag and held them in her hand.
She raised her hand and flicked it lightly. Twelve eighth-grade spirit stones were firmly embedded in the magic circle.
In an instant, a light blue light lit up, illuminating Meng Qi's small face.
Ji Wujiong glanced at it and raised his eyebrows in disdain. "It's just the Thousand Crane Formation. It's nothing … What are you doing?!"
Meng Qi was just about to sigh. Ji Wujiong could be considered experienced and knowledgeable.
In the magic circle, countless blue shadows rose into the air and turned into hundreds of goshawks that soared straight into the sky.
Unlike the cranes in the name of the formation, these goshawks flapped their wings and flew high. Even their claws and sharp beaks were lifelike.
In an instant, the sky was filled with the light and shadows of the goshawks that soared into the sky.
The goshawks that spread their wings longer than Meng Qi's spread arms quickly and swiftly flew in all directions.
"The Thousand Crane Formation can actually produce such a change." Ji Wujiong glanced at Meng Qi from the corner of his eyes. Even the disdain that was always on his face was gone. "You're really something!"
"It's just a change of formation, heh …" In Meng Qi's mind, the man's voice finally became gentler.
She did not know if it was her imagination, but after the anger was gone, there seemed to be a hint of pride in his voice.
Meng Qi remained silent.
She looked up at the goshawks that swiftly flew across the sky.
Not only did they fly in all directions, but some of them also pounced on the ground and rushed toward the small white ghost shadows that Ji Wujiong summoned.
The goshawk did not care if they were Ji Wujiong's puppets. It stretched out its claws and quickly grabbed the herbs that the small ghost shadows found.
That was not all. The goshawk lowered its head and pecked at those small ghost shadows.
With a soft "puff", those small ghost shadows quickly turned into a puff of smoke and disappeared.
Then, the goshawk calmly flapped its wings and turned to fly toward Meng Qi.
When it flew in front of her, the goshawk shook its claws and generously threw the herbs that it snatched into her hands.
Meng Qi was dumbfounded!
Ji Wujiong was stunned for a moment.
He thought that this girl could use the Thousand Crane Formation to summon goshawks only because she could fly and search for spiritual herbs faster.
He never expected that Meng Qi would snatch it in broad daylight!
Not only did she snatch it in broad daylight, but she also killed his ghost shadow puppets!
This was intolerable!
Absolutely intolerable!
Ji Wujiong jumped up in anger, and the pitch-black long saber attacked again. With a "chi chi" sound, it quickly drew a new formation.
"A hundred ghosts are going to march at night." The man's voice also sounded in Meng Qi's mind.
"Is it very powerful?" Meng Qi asked softly.
"Powerful?!" The man sneered. "It seems that I have to teach him a lesson so that he won't dare to use formations in front of you from now on!"
He instructed calmly, "Take a Xuan Spirit Stone and hold it in your hand."
Meng Qi nodded and took out the Xuan Spirit Stone as instructed.
"A real change of formation doesn't require so many empty and useless tricks. By the time he's done, the enemy's saber will have pierced his chest. "
As the man spoke, he controlled Meng Qi to move again.
His actions were fast and accurate, and the silver medicine saber instantly erased a few lines in the previous formation.
The medicine saber was sharp, and in a moment's time, it drew a new and exquisite formation in the center of the original formation.
The Xuan Spirit Stone lit up, and with a flick of Meng Qi's finger, the Xuan Spirit Stone landed steadily in the center of the formation.
A sharp and high-pitched eagle's cry suddenly resounded through the blue sky.
The barrier of the competition was originally silent, but at this moment, it seemed like it was about to be torn apart.
In the center of the formation drawn by Meng Qi, a huge, lifelike goshawk swiftly rose from the ground and rushed into the sky.
Ji Wujiong suddenly looked over.
Only then did Meng Qi see that the other party's eyes had unknowingly turned blood-red.
Even the three strange scars on his face were emitting traces of red light.
In front of Ji Wujiong, countless white shadows were originally slowly crawling up.
The eagle's cry resounded through the clouds, and those shadows seemed to be shocked and froze in place.
Meng Qi could even see those ghostly white shadows looking up at the sky.
"Blood Moon." In Meng Qi's mind, the man said again, "Throw it into the sky."
Without any time to think, she took out the Blood Moon from her storage bag and threw it into the sky.
That huge goshawk suddenly swooped down and took the Blood Moon with its mouth.
Another eagle's cry resounded through the world, as if it was going to tear the entire barrier, and even heaven and earth seemed to shake.
The man's voice finally had a faint smile. "This Blood Moon is only a thousand years old, and it's useless. In the future, I'll find a ten-thousand-year-old Blood Moon for you."
The author has something to say: I recommend my super super super … super hardworking gay friend, Time Grass's new novel.
"Ten Thousand Kinds of Heartbeat" — Time Grass
After the marriage with Chen Lunan, Yan Qiuzhi, who had just entered the entertainment circle and wanted to take the sexy route, was told that he preferred the gentle and domestic type. In order to protect her identity as Mrs. Chen, she began to pretend to be dignified and virtuous.
She even said that she would not take on intimate scenes, and directly fell from the eighteenth to the thirty-eighth.
Half a year later, Chen Lunan went abroad to further his studies.
Not long after he left, Yan Qiuzhi became famous because of a group of sexy photos. It took her half a year to become an A-list celebrity, and she was as famous as the semi-retired Movie King Chen Lunan. She was named one of the sexiest female celebrities in the entertainment circle, and since then, she had been invited to take on all kinds of sexy roles.
One day, Chen Lunan, who had gone abroad to study, returned to the country in a low-key manner. The airport was crowded, and Chen Lunan was stimulated by a long-lost scream. What appeared in front of him was a photo of a water lily. The woman was wearing a red dress and standing on the beach. Her skin was as white as porcelain, and she was charming and dazzling.
She was completely different from the wife in his memory.
Chen Lunan narrowed his eyes and looked at her. "Little fox."
Later, Yan Qiuzhi, who had been free for a year, had to coax a man who had been deceived by her for a long time.
Chen Lunan lowered his head and kissed her moist eyes. His voice was hoarse. "Did you have fun?"
"…"
Marriage. He/She has ten million reasons to make my heart beat.
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