Parasitic Cultivation: Race Clearing System

"no!"

Xiao Shou suddenly raised his head, startling everyone.

He seemed to be returning to the light, and he seemed to have made a final decision. He looked at Li Qingsi, "Qingsi, I still want to say."

Nima, are you dead or not?

Everyone's mentality is about to collapse. How could this person be a mother-in-law? It's like giving him a sword, and his ears will be clean.

"Miss Qingsi, I like you."

Xiao Shou took a deep breath, and only after speaking did he feel that his heart was beating violently.

Seeing everyone's weirdness and "expected" eyes, Xiao Shou's heart was calm, anyway, he would be dead soon.

I'm not afraid to die again.

He took a light breath and said slowly, "Actually, I had a good impression of you a long time ago.

The first time I saw you, I thought you were very different.

You are like a lotus blooming in the sewage, blooming in the corner, as if deliberately avoiding the hustle and bustle of the world, blooming alone, keeping its fragrance... I will take a look later. "

Xiao Shou took out a blood-stained piece of paper from his chest, took a look at it, and continued affectionately: "Since then, I have been unable to sleep day and night, and even in my dreams I thought, if you are also a cultivator, how good would it be? So I have reason to pursue you.

I know this is very whimsical. After all, you are a member of the Li family. Standing in the brightest place, even if you really wake up, you will only be greeted by judgment and death.

So, I hope you never wake up, it will be another nightmare.

The most miserable thing in the world is that when you wake up, the world is sleeping.

The farthest distance in the world is not that we are separated from each other, but that you are standing in front of me, but the joys and sorrows between us cannot be communicated. "

Xiao Shou was relieved and said with a smile, "I'm done."

Everyone looked at Li Qingsi with a strange expression.

Love words and so on, they are very profound, and I can't understand them.

But being confessed by an evil cultivator, so embarrassing, is ten times stronger than slandering them just now.

Fortunately, it was not them who were confessed.

Li Qingsi nodded, "Oh, I see."

Xiao Shou smiled bitterly, "I knew you would say that."

"However, it doesn't matter, anyway, I'm done talking, it's time to go."

He took a deep breath and looked to the horizon, the rosy glow was like blood.

The darkness is coming, and I don't know where the dawn is.

"I'm leaving!"

Xiao Shou looked up to the sky with a long laugh, lowered his head, and his breath quickly weakened.

The crowd did not dare to make a sound.

Finally, after a while, a disciple of Taoism asked in a low voice, "He won't be resurrected again, will he?"

"Should...is he really dead?" Someone guessed.

"I felt a chill, maybe his body was cold."

"Brother Bing, I want to cry too. You borrow my shoulder to cry for a while."

Yang Fei's nose twitched, he wanted to cry, but he was afraid of being seen.

It doesn't matter if you are found to be an evil cultivator, the main reason is that you are afraid of embarrassment.

"roll."

Bai Bing frowned, now is a critical moment, and cannot be disturbed.

A set of numbers appeared in the system and kept beating.

At the same time, he was thinking silently in his heart.

Four.

three.

two.

one.

The capsule in Bai Bing's hand, wrapped in a little spiritual power, suddenly flew out.

Huh!

The capsule is very small, like a stone, passing through the fingers, across the waist and abdomen, and shuttles silently among the crowd.

In the end, it firmly stuck on Xiao Shou.

That trace of spiritual power was released, squeezing out the red liquid in the capsule and flowing into Xiao Shou's body.

The parasite is now in the weakest critical state, and he has the greatest grasp.

After doing this, Bai Bing's expression remained the same, and she left silently.

Whether it is to die or live, it is up to fate.

…

Minutes and seconds passed by.

Xiao Shou sat cross-legged in the middle of the field, his head was slightly drooping, and the yin around him became heavier and heavier.

Occasionally, I can hear a faint hissing sound.

Like a serpent spitting out a letter.

"I feel the roar of the heavens and the earth, and his Dao Law is disintegrating." Someone looked solemn.

The people present are all genius disciples, who have a keen sense of perception and know it as soon as they hear it.

However, everyone didn't bother, just watched quietly.

After all, evil cultivators are actually rare, and parasite recovery is extremely rare.

No matter what, you have to open your eyes.

Bai Bing observed in secret, but he was relieved.

He used some methods just now, borrowing the parasite's "perception distortion" power, to make some disguise on the small capsule.

Everyone's attention was on Xiao Shou, but they didn't find the needle stuck in Xiao Shou's butt.

They just don't know what the inhibitor was twisted into in their eyes.

Two more minutes passed.

The dark aura began to slowly weaken and disappear.

The sarcoma disciple of Daomen has a clear understanding, "Even this qi is gone, it seems that he is completely dead."

But then.

There was a strange phenomenon in Xiao Shou's body. The wounds on his body began to heal quickly, and the blood scabbed over.

Those were all left over from the previous parasite resuscitation, leaving his body full of holes and tatters.

"This..."

Someone hesitated for a while, and suddenly realized: "I understand, this is the monster that started to take over his body, and is about to turn into a devil?"

He wasn't quite sure.

But I heard that this phenomenon occurs when the evil cultivator dies normally, and his soul will lose its intelligence and become a mad monster.

Fortunately, most of the evil cultivators will kill themselves.

"So that's the case, what fellow Daoists said makes sense." Someone agreed.

When the disciple heard this, he straightened his back, feeling that his guesses were almost inseparable.

Another stick of incense time passed.

Xiao Shou's body was as good as before, except that he was covered in blood, there was really nothing wrong with him.

"The devil is about to take shape?" Some people began to doubt.

No matter how you look at it, it looks like a human breath.

Just about to get angry.

"Otherwise, let's take action now and kill him, so as not to miss the best chance." Someone suggested.

The woman in Luoyangu sneered, "So many of us, what if ten Xiaoshou survived, and we are afraid of a monster?"

makes sense.

Everyone looked around.

Luoyan Valley, Taoist Gate, Seven Temples.

Several top sects of the Qianzong League are here, so what are you afraid of?

Everyone looked at Li Qingsi and the two servants with unfathomable strength behind her.

The Li family is a specialist in eliminating demons. Dinghaishenzhen is here, so people don't panic, but they panic.

Another five minutes passed.

Xiao Shou's fingers moved suddenly.

woke up?

Bai Bing, who avoided him in the distance, has been observing silently, feeling a little joy in his heart.

He can clearly feel the improvement of Xiao Shou's condition. This guy's cultivation base is in the early stage of Jindan, and he is close to the middle stage. Has the inhibitor also started to take effect on Jindan?

Or, as long as the bloodline is weaker than me, the inhibitor will take effect?

He recalled the previous prompt from the system, and he was not sure.

at the same time.

Everyone's eyes narrowed slightly.

woke up?

Swish.

The woman in red from Luoyan Valley drew out her long sword and sneered: "Killing a monster with your own hands sounds interesting, you guys don't move, let me come."

The sarcoma disciple of Daomen hesitated, "He scolded me just now, should I come first?"

Only the second senior brother of Qichanyuan was a little confused. He looked at Li Qingsi, "Miss Qingsi, the evil cultivator killed herself and the monster recovered, are you sure it's like this?"

After a long illness, he has become a good doctor. The Li family has a history of evil cultivators, so he must know very well.

Li Qingsi's face turned cold, "I'm not an evil cultivator, I don't understand, ask me what to do?"

Everyone understood it, and no longer asked.

That is, the eldest Miss Li family is not an evil cultivator. What do you mean by asking this question?

After this guy wakes up, he will know if he asks.

At this moment, Xiao Shou trembled all over.

He slowly opened his eyes, his eyes a little confused.

He looked around, dozens of eyes stared at him.

Xiao Shou was a little puzzled, "Am I dead... Hey, are you all dead too?"

When he saw Li Qingsi with a strange face, he was very sad all of a sudden, "Qingsi, why did you come down?"

The faces of everyone changed.

This monster actually spit out human words?

The Daomen sarcoma disciple asked, "Do you know who you are?"

Xiao Shou looked strange, "I'm Xiao Shou, you Daoist disciples, why are you asking such an idiot question, even if I don't recognize the gang leader?"

The Taoist disciple blushed and was extremely angry.

Li Qing thought about it and said, "Is there a possibility that you are alive again?"

I am not dead?

how is this possible?

Xiao Shou was stunned, confused for a moment, and the ecstasy of the rest of his life welled up in his heart.

But after the ecstasy, he looked at the eyes of everyone around him sharpening their knives.

Seven Temples, Luoyan Valley, Taoist Gate.

Li family.

There are also blood-stained notes on the ground full of love words.

He suddenly felt that he might as well just die.

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