The pear tree on the wall is snowy and delicate

Chapter 474: Colorful Flowing Lights in the Painting

Lingxiang turned his finger into a blade and stabbed it into Long Qi's chest. Then he used his spiritual power to infuse it. Soon, Long Qi was dead.

From drawing the talisman to ending Long Qi's life, he did it in one go without any hesitation. He only breathed a sigh of relief after making sure that Long Qi was dead.

This was a breath that Lingxiang had managed to hold with great difficulty. Now that she relaxed, she suddenly felt cold all over and shivered uncontrollably.

It turns out that the lingering feelings described in the storybook are just the book's imagination. If it really comes to a life-and-death situation, how can one think of more?
Or maybe it's Lingxiang's personality, but she doesn't realize it.

But once she relaxed, Lingxiang's heart immediately became confused. Thinking back to what she had just done, she felt terrified and uneasy.

Lingxiang never thought that one day she would actually kill someone, and the person she killed was Long Qi.

Her hands were shaking uncontrollably, but Lingxiang still tried hard to wipe the blood off Long Qi's face, but the more she wiped, the more confused she became.

Long Qi is very conceited. If he knew about this look, he would definitely complain again.

I still remember when we were still in Xianyunju, Lingxiang was preaching to Rendong, and Long Qi didn't know what was wrong with him. He was dressed in fancy clothes like a rooster, pacing back and forth beside the two of them, making strange noises from time to time.

At that time, Lingxiang was still not very open to feelings, and she just thought Long Qi was annoying, so she sent him to fetch spiritual spring water to irrigate the medicine field.

After the busy work, it was already dark, but Lingxiang and Rendong were still sitting in the yard, facing each other, without any hesitation.

This made Long Qi very anxious. He pulled Lingxiang into the house, but said nothing. He just hummed and wriggled, like a girl in love.

At that time, I thought Long Qi was crazy, but now I think about it, it turns out that Long Qi already had a place in Lingxiang's heart at that time.

A tear fell on Long Qi's nose, smudged the unwiped bloodstain, and then flowed down the wing of his nose.

Lingxiang's eyes were red, and she lowered her head to kiss Long Qi's forehead. The kiss was so long that it even dried the tears on Long Qi's face, leaving only a blurry mark.

It doesn't matter, she can save him! She has a trick up her sleeve!
Light and shadows danced on Lingxiang's face, and the light in her eyes faded away. The Soul Binding Formation suddenly took effect, and a blood-red light enveloped the two of them. Even the flames burning around them were much less bright.

It seems that Long Qi's soul was about to leave, but was bound in his body by this soul-binding formation.

Lingxiang slowly pulled out the hairpin, her long black hair falling to the ground like a waterfall. She stroked the hairpin, as if savoring it, or reluctant to let it go.

This is my mother’s hairpin!
With a light laugh, Lingxiang slammed the hairpin hard on the ground. With a crisp sound, a bead as big as a bird's egg shattered and a golden pill rolled out from it.

The golden elixir had a restrained glow and had patterns on it that looked like totems. It was actually an immortal product. Perhaps because it had been sealed for too long, the fragrance that should have been faint suddenly filled the air and filled the entire Yinxu Palace.

This is exactly the Huitian Pill that Liu Yaoyi gave to Lingxiang. She deliberately took a detour to Liuyunxuan in order to ask Yue Niang, who was good at making spiritual treasures, to hide the golden pill in the hairpin.

The hairpin was cast under a spell by Yue Niang, so even if it was lost, it would return to Ling Xiang. Moreover, only Ling Xiang could break this spell.

As Yue Niang, the daughter of the great demon Nine-Tailed Fox, such a small matter is easy for her to accomplish.

The reason for doing so is, firstly, to conceal the truth from others and avoid being remembered, and secondly, to prevent the pill from causing trouble again if it appears in the world.

After all, Liu Yaoyi was once deceived by Bai Wuchang and did something harmful, so Lingxiang couldn't take risks because of her honesty.

The crisp sound of shattering made Demon Lord Boyan suddenly wake up. He turned his head and saw Lingxiang putting the golden elixir into Long Qi's mouth. Then she pinched Long Qi's pulse and made complicated hand gestures.

Bo Yan only felt that this hand gesture was very familiar, but he could not remember where he had seen it until he saw the colorful light lingering on Lingxiang's fingertips - this was the Hanging Silk Technique!
Fifteen years ago, when Bo Yan had just taken over Ling Xiao's body, he had a memory in which he talked face to face with Tu Mi about the Huitian Pill.

That was Ling Xiao's memory, but somehow it disappeared later. It was not until now when he saw the colorful light that he remembered it.

correct!correct!
No wonder Tu Mi can’t wake up, it’s because she lacks this hanging thread technique!

This girl had been hiding this from him!
The Demon Lord was furious and no longer cared about the scroll in front of him, he jumped towards Lingxiang.

However, the Demon Lord was isolated outside the Soul Binding Formation, like an invisible wall. No matter how hard he struck, he could not break the formation.

Even though Lingxiang's cultivation level is not high, this is a blood formation she set up with the blood from her meridians. It will take some effort to break the formation!
The colorful light flowed like a clear spring, constantly flowing into Long Qi's body. The red light of the soul-binding formation also shrank and brightened, as if it wanted to squeeze Long Qi's soul into his body.

The light from that wrist was eye-catching, like the brightest light in the world. Even Chi Yanzi, Shi Yinxiao and the other four who were fighting could not help but take notice.

Especially the Eclipse Demon and the Rust Ghost, who had never had a life in the first place, were so attracted by this brilliance that they couldn't take their eyes away.

"Stop! I tell you to stop!"

The Demon Lord's eyes were bloodshot, and he roared and struck the magic circle with all his might, causing the entire Yinxu Palace to tremble.

How could the Soul Binding Formation withstand such a hammering? Cracks appeared soon after. However, the Hanging Thread Technique would take a while before it could be completed.

Ling Xiang was a little flustered for a moment, but she forced herself to remain calm and sneered at the Demon Lord: "This is the method of resurrection that the Demon Lord has been searching for for many years. How does it feel to be able to see but not get it?"

This was Lingxiang's delaying tactic. She did it on purpose. Although it would anger the Demon Lord, it could also test how effective the Wandering Soul Grass was.

As expected, after hearing this, the Demon Lord became even more crazy, and his originally handsome face became extremely hideous.

It seems that the medicinal effect of the wandering soul grass has been fully exerted.

Lingxiang's eyes flashed, then she looked down at Long Qi without saying another word.

The words just now were a double entendre. They not only revealed the current reality, but also implied that the Demon Lord had never obtained Tumei, which was why he became so crazy.

"Shut up! Shut up!"

The Demon Lord's face flushed red, and he roared at the top of his lungs. Spiritual power suddenly burst out from his hands, and he struck even harder.

The cracks in the magic circle continued to spread, all the way to the roof, and it was about to break and collapse. The situation was precarious.

At this critical moment, the hanging scroll floated over and blocked Lingxiang.

"Ling Xiao, I'm here to pick you up."

The clear spring light in the painting suddenly leaked out, covering the entire Demon Lord. A man stepped out of the lotus and walked slowly towards the Demon Lord from the light.

The Demon Lord suddenly became quiet, staring blankly at the person who came. He completely forgot what to do. His mind and eyes were filled with the person in front of him.

"Tumi..." The Demon Lord murmured and stretched out his hand.

The person who walked out of the painting was actually the Tumei Fairy!