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Chapter 356 Taixue Dao flaws, Qingyao's past!

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    "The 'Secret Treasure' of the entrance and exit passage has been destroyed by Mrs. Jinling, and there is no Fajue left"

    Bu Feifan smiled wryly, and handed the paper in his hand to Qingyao.

    After hearing this, Qing Yao hurriedly took the yellowed paper, her beautiful eyes swept over it.

    A moment later, after reading the contents of the paper, a strangeness flashed in Qing Yao's eyes, and her pretty face turned pale, as if she thought of something terrible.

    "What¡¯s wrong with you?"

    Sensing Qing Yao's strangeness, Bu Feifan asked with concern.

    "nothing."

    Qing Yao forced a smile, and responded softly, but that delicate body couldn't help it, and trembled slightly.

    Whether it is the Dripping Blood Cave, Necromancer Abyss, or Heavenly Emperor's Treasure House, there are no living beings in it, and there is no vitality.

    When she first came to this drop of blood cave, Qing Yao had searched outside for food to satisfy her hunger, but found nothing.

    And this place is under the abyss of necromancers, above the abyss of necromancers, there is a prohibition, and it is impossible to fly up.

    This place is a place of death!

    If you can't leave this drop of blood hole, can't fly out of Necromancer Abyss, and can't get out of Heavenly Emperor's Treasure House, then, here, you can only wait for death!

    This phenomenon erodes Qing Yao's heart.

    Even, it evoked the memories in the depths of her memory that were deliberately forgotten by her.

    Involuntarily, although Qing Yao said nothing to Bu Feifan, her whole body was trembling, and the hand holding the yellowed paper couldn't help trembling slightly.

    Seeing Qing Yao's appearance like this, a strange light suddenly flashed in Bu Feifan's eyes.

    He had read "Zhu Xian Zhi", and naturally had a detailed understanding of Qing Yao's life experience, so, vaguely, he had a guess of his own in his heart, but he was not completely sure whether his guess was right.

    But thinking of the guess in his heart, Bu Feifei stopped what he wanted to say. If he mentioned that matter at this moment, it would undoubtedly be exposing Qingyao's scars.

    "There is nothing to find here, let's go."

    Taking a breath, Qing Yao turned her head in a daze and smiled at Bu Feifan.

    It's just that smile, which looks a little bitter.

    But at this moment, in her mind, the scenes that she had deliberately forgotten and hidden in the depths of her memory suddenly swept in like a tide.

    That was when Qingyao was only a few years old. Once, when the ghost king was out, three righteous people suddenly broke into Huqi Mountain.

    In the name of acting on behalf of the heavens, they killed all the people in Huqishan, including her grandmother.

    In the end, she and her mother were trapped under Huqi Mountain.

    That place is very narrow, much smaller than the current bleeding hole.

    At that time, her mother had not yet broken through the realm of the fairyland, so she could not go without food for a long time, and she was just a child, and she would be starving after a day or two.

    In the end, in the darkness and desperation, her mother cut and fed her flesh, which allowed her to survive.

    However, in the end, the mother was unable to hold on to the end and collapsed.

    She was lucky. At the end, she waited until the ghost king arrived and rescued her.

    It can be said unceremoniously that the reason why Qingyao can live to this day and can still practice today is because of her mother.

    And the place of death that is now in is very similar to the environment faced by the young Qingyao at that time. There is also no food or drink, and there is no trace of life.

    It is often said that touching the scene hurts, which is Qingyao's situation at this time.

    However, there are still some differences between this place and that place. At least, the current Qingyao can still control her emotions.

    After she smiled at Bu Feifan, she lifted her foot and left here first, without looking back at Bu Feifan.

    Perhaps, she didn't want to make herself appear extremely unbearable in front of other people.

    "well¡­¡­"

    Seeing Qingyao's appearance, Bu Feifei sighed heavily in his heart, because he had a faint guess in his heart, so he didn't say anything, followed Qingyao, and walked out slowly.

    The outside was still as dark as ever, but Bu Feifan ignited the fire and walked with the light.

    In the following time, Qingyao seemed to be getting thinner and thinner. Bu Feifan saw it and sighed in his heart, but there was nothing he could do, can only comfort Qingyao in words, and often do some warm actions, hoping to make Qingyao stop being so thin.

    The two are like people who depend on each other for life.

    The fact is indeed the case, in this hole of blood, the two are dependent on each other?

    Bu Feifei was a seriously injured person, and Qingyao was a safe and sound person, but in the following time, it was Bu Feifei who continued to take care of Qingyao and comfort Qingyao.

    During this period of time, Bu Feifan never asked Qingyao anything, but took good care of her.

    If one day, Qingyao figured it out, she would tell the story. If not, Bu Feifan would rashly ask Qingyao what happened in such a situation, and it would only add pain to Qingyao.

    Besides, Bu Feifan also knew something about Qingyao's childhood in his heart, so he couldn't open his mouth. That would undoubtedly add fuel to the fire and would only have a counterproductive effect.

    Time is passing slowly.

    This is already the twelfth day of entering the blood dripping hole.

    Because they didn't reprimand them, both of them looked very weak at this time.

    Although Bu Feifan has been promoted to the 'Jinshi State', he still can't be like a Taoist or Buddhist monk, who can feed on the aura of heaven and earth without eating or drinking.

    This is a flaw in the way of Confucianism Cultivators. Basically, all Confucianism Cultivators must eat grains before they can advance to the realm of saints, that is to say, they need to eat like ordinary people.

    However, the higher the level of cultivation, the stronger the ability of Confucianism to resist hunger. Otherwise, ordinary people would die if they did not eat or drink for three to five days.

    And Yibu Feifan's current cultivation base can only last for a few months at most.

    As for Qingyao, although she is a demon cultivator, her cultivation level at this time is only at the thirty-sixth level of transformation, and she has not yet entered the fairyland, so she cannot live without drinking or eating for a long time.

    Therefore, during these twelve days, Qing Yao's expression became more and more haggard day by day.

    Her beautiful eyes, which were originally lively, became slightly hollow at this time, and she would squat at the entrance of the Dripping Blood Cave from time to time, looking at the necromantic abyss shrouded in mist above, wondering what she was thinking  .

    During these twelve days, her delicate cheeks also turned pale, which was due to hunger.

    Bu Feifan saw all this in his eyes, and felt a little pain in his heart, so he often stayed by Qingyao's side, sitting side by side with her on the ground, looking up at the Necromancer Abyss above, and at the surrounding clouds.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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