PNB Chapter 144 Merit
Chapter 144 Merit
The previous attack had already exhausted all of Qinghui's strength. She was staggering and could hardly stand. Looking at the embarrassed Yu Feng, she didn't know what to feel.
Yan Yun looked at Qing Hui, then at Yu Feng, and then raised her hand and brought her to Yu Feng, "Do you think this is the end?"
"I won't kill you. I want you to watch her die slowly."
Hearing her words, Yu Feng's pupils shrank. The next second, Yan Yun forcefully injected spiritual energy into his body to prevent him from dying from the excessive leakage of spiritual energy.
"Yan Yun, you are really cruel. I just told you how to break the formation."
Qinghui was pulled so hard by her that it hurt, but he couldn't help laughing, "Thinking back then, you were still a useless little girl. It's really fate that plays tricks on us. Karma has its own cycle."
At the end of her speech, she laughed out loud, and it was unclear whether she was talking about Yan Yun or about everything that had happened in the past.
It's true that she loves him, and it's also true that she hates him.
She was very surprised at the moment of resurrection, and even felt a little surprised when she saw him, but she was not herself at that time.
Perhaps it was a mistake in the formation that allowed her and Song Qingyue to coexist as one, but she was in the dominant position.
But she is the noble princess of the demon world. If he dares to destroy her entire clan, she will let the disciples of the sect he protects be infected with demonic energy, so that no one around him will have a good end.
"You have done a lot of evil, just wait for your death."
Yan Yun didn't even look at her, but threw her to Yu Feng.
At this time, Yu Shui City had almost become a ruin. Blood rain suddenly began to fall from the sky, dripping onto the dark red floor tiles.
The two were already at the end of their rope, so before leaving, she reached out and trapped them in the aura shield, just in case.
Yan Yun came to the formation that trapped Song Qingyue. The formation was much more illusory than before.
In the chaotic world, she slightly closed her fingers, and a soft light gradually emanated from her body. Then, a faint blue aura flowed out from her fingertips.
With a "click" sound, the formation in front of him began to shatter like glass from bottom to top.
Countless trapped souls turned into a fierce wind, which opened up layer by layer with the formation as the center. Finally, they were freed.
As the wind passed through the Yanyun clouds, she seemed to hear words of thanks.
The people in the formation became clear from being blurry, and fell down the moment the formation was completely broken.
Yan Yun caught her. Song Qingyue's body was in chaos, with demonic energy and spiritual energy intertwined. If it weren't for the suppression of the formation, she would have died long ago.
She didn't know how to help her expel the evil spirit, so she just tentatively released the ice flame and carefully guided it into Song Qingyue's meridians.
The Bingyan devoured the evil energy along her meridians. When it came out, its body seemed to have grown a little bit bigger, and it happily circled around Yan Yun.
Seeing this, a hint of joy flashed in Yan Yun's eyes. So, can she use it to save Jiang Qinghe?
But she soon remembered what Duocai said, that the magic root was the purest thing and was not within Bingyan's business scope.
"Host, you have freed so many trapped souls and gained a lot of merit."
"Merit is very rare. Now that you have merit, ordinary evil spirits will find it difficult to approach you, and your luck will also change. More importantly, do you know? If you add a little merit, I can add one point."
Merit?
Yan Yun thought of the wisps of golden light. It turned out that they were the result of good deeds. She was very happy that they could be liberated.
Because Song Qingyue had not yet woken up, she held her and prepared to return to the place where they had just been, not knowing whether Qinghui was dead or not.
Duocai's voice was filled with joy, "It won't take long for me to return to the top 100 of the system rankings!"
Although it's a bit of a dream, we still have to have ideals.
She asked curiously: "What is your current ranking?"
"About four hundred thousand."
"what?"
“How many systems do you have in total?”
The first 100? 400,000? You can't do that even in your dreams.
"Over four hundred thousand."
Duocai felt a little guilty and spoke in a weak voice.
"Then why are you telling me that you are a high-level system? Work more and dream less."
Yan Yun was helpless. She knew it was impossible for an advanced system to freeze and have data errors at any time. Isn't this a complete scam?
"I used to have an advanced system, but after losing tens of thousands of points, I became a treasure appraisal system."
Duocai tried to argue that it also had a glorious past, didn’t it?
"So what system were you on before?"
"Of course it's the most powerful Long Aotian system, which is determined to turn every little cannon fodder into the strongest fighting force on the earth!"
Duocai thought about the past and the present, and sighed silently, "Otherwise, where do you think I got so many back doors to open for you?"
"Isn't this what you should do? Don't act like you are so great. We are not in a superior-subordinate relationship."
Her tone was calm. At first, she was indeed a little afraid of this system. After all, it was too special. It was invisible and intangible, but it could control her.
Gradually, Duocai did become a better person, and she was no longer foolish enough to think that it was her own people who influenced him.
Duocai was willing to open a back door for her just for its own sake, to help her become stronger and let her complete the task, so that it could add back the points that were deducted.
She wants to be strong and it wants to get extra points, so it is a mutually beneficial relationship.
After Yan Yun said this, Duocai stopped talking.
When she returned to Yu Shui City, she looked at Yu Feng again. He was holding the dead Qinghui in his arms, with a numb expression on his face.
She removed the spiritual energy shield, which made him react.
He raised his eyes, looked at Yan Yun, and then looked at Song Qingyue in her arms, with a complicated look, "Are you satisfied now?"
Ignoring the sarcasm in his words, Yan Yun ignored him. What does it matter if he is satisfied or not? The tragedy has already happened.
"How do I get out?"
She asked after a long while, but all she got was his silence.
After a while, he spoke and told her how to get out.
There was not much surprise on her face, as if she had expected Yu Feng to tell her.
"Host, how do you know he will tell you?"
Yanyun: Qinghui is dead, but he still doesn't commit suicide for love. He must have something else to do.
Yu Feng went to such lengths for Qinghui, and watched his beloved die. According to normal circumstances, he would have died with Qinghui.
Now that his inner elixir has been destroyed and his cultivation has been lost, living is a torture for him.
So she specially set up the spiritual shield to prevent him from committing suicide. After all, no one outside knew his true identity yet. Yan Yun didn't want to let him die without being judged.
When there is the spiritual shield, he cannot die.
If she removed the spiritual shield but he didn't rush to commit suicide, it meant that he still had things to do and might even ask her for help.
I'm finally finishing this line, and I feel a little emotional. Actually, I could have finished this line before 30 words, but I accidentally wrote too much about the dungeon in the underwater secret realm, and I was a bit busy for a while, and I had to bury new lines, which made my mind confused when I updated those few days, and I made some mistakes in some places (e)...