The little girl's spell was successful, and the two returned to a dense forest in the mountains. Ling Qi had some impression that this kind of tree seemed to be the tree in the back mountain of the demon clan. Looking at the little girl who was a little lost beside her, Ling Qi spread his hands and waved to the branches beside her. The dense forest in the mountains gradually dissipated under the complicated gazes of the two. Ling Qi looked at the silent little girl and asked, "Yingying, are there any important memories of yours here?"

The little girl did not argue with Ling Qi's name to herself, but just squatted on the ground and watched the scenery in front of her gradually turning into light, and said calmly: "My bloodline is very pure, so I was chosen by the demon lord when I was born. Since then, I have been living and practicing in that back mountain, just like the room you remember. But in the end, it is an illusion, and there is a little less of what I need most!" As she said that, the little girl looked at the little brat lying on the ground and looking at the sky, smiling sweetly.

The little brat was a little silent, looking at the somewhat quiet illusion, and said softly: "Yes, no matter how similar the scenery is, it is just a scenery, and the memories in my heart are ultimately from the people I know."

"It's really awkward to see you. Can you grow up early?" The little girl also lay beside her, looking at the sky, and asked Xiang Lingqi with a little teasing look.

Ling Qi sighed, reached out to grab the sky, and said with some emotion: "How great would it be if you were really the little girl from the home I didn't know!"

The little girl looked at the little brat beside her pretending to be deep and smiled brightly. Ling Qi just sighed and looked at the not-so-lady girl in front of her with a little admiration, and then laughed aside, with a little relief in her laughter.

The two of them watched the illusion dissipate and saw a blurry figure. They looked at each other for a moment, and then shook their heads. The figure looked at the two of them without movement, but the sky gradually became dark. Ling Qi then said helplessly: "If it was really the one in charge, we should hang on the tree and beat us up and disperse!"

The little girl looked at the little brat beside her and asked curiously: "Are you so sure that the demon lord will beat us?"

The little brat looked at the dissipated figure in front of him and said excitedly: "Actually, I'm not very sure if it is, but you haven't taken your stuff yet, so we can't just go out like this!"

The little girl looked at the little brat who was having fun, held her forehead and sighed helplessly, and then followed Ling Qi who was so excited that she had already run to the front.

Looking at the vague face of Peak Lord and Fairy Mo in front of him, Ling Qi seemed a little disappointed and explained to the little girl behind him: "If this illusion is just such a method, then forget it!" Then Ling Qi suddenly couldn't speak and sat on the ground with red eyes.

The peak master sat on the ground covered in blood, with a golden bird lying on a slightly fat man. She didn't say anything, but her body trembled a little. Then she looked at Ling Qi, her tone was full of anger: "Why is it a little bastard, not you?"

Fairy Mo was covered in blood. Looking at the little kid in front of him, his eyes were a little gentle and sad, and he just murmured with sorry. The broken sword was suspended beside her, and then pierced on Fairy Mo's body bit by bit.

Ling Qi knelt on the ground, unable to speak, but kept saying sorry, sorry... The little girl stood behind him, but was not worried about anything. She just gestured at her height impatiently, and then looked at the back of the little brat in front of her with some annoyance.

Ling Qi raised his head, looked at the two fairies in front of him, and replied solemnly: "I have always been unable to figure out what I have done in this world, but now I know a little, thank you."

The vaguely-faced master looked at the little brat and left with a pot of wine. The injured Fairy Mo stretched out his hand, looked at the little brat in front of him who had just reached his waist, and said with some relief: "Okay."

Ling Qi waved his hand and said goodbye to the fairy who was gradually dissipating, and then heard a sarcastic voice behind him: "Beautify your memories and let the illusion help you improve it. You are such a rogue, hooligan, and pervert!"

Ling Qi didn't care, but said in confusion: "I just regret some of the illusions and illusions can't help me make up for all the missing regrets."

The little girl's tone was a little earnest, and she looked at the back in front of her and asked, "In your eyes, isn't this world important?"

"Do you like the demon clan in your eyes? You don't like it, but you can't let it go. But I'm the opposite of you. I like this world very much, but I'm just a stranger, so I can let it go." Ling Qi's steps slowed down and his tone was a little generous, but this sentence made the little girl behind him unhappy, and his brows became tighter and tighter.

The two of them walked along like this. Ling Qi felt that they had been walking for a long time, but after asking the little girl behind him, he said that she had only walked for less than five minutes. Ling Qi looked at the little girl who had fully understood the world culture there with a strange expression, and then reached out to stop the little girl who was still going forward, and said excitedly: "What you want should be right in front of you."

The little girl looked at the little brat who was not taller than hers, but her expression was a little solemn. It was not until just when Ling Qi grabbed her arm that she felt that she had misjudged the time. Thinking of the advice of the former demon lord, the little girl reached out and grabbed Ling Qi's hand, and said calmly: "Ling Qi, lead the way."

Ling Qi looked at his hand in surprise, and saw the calm look of the owner of the hand, shook his head and walked forward. The two continued to walk for a long time. After the little girl accurately calculated that the two had walked for seventy-one hours, Ling Qi was a little silent, then raised his head and said, "Don't tell me, I'll still pull you to crawl there."

The little girl followed Ling Qi's gaze and saw a staircase with no end. After seeing it for a while, she felt dizzy. She glanced at Ling Qi who was still feeling emotion, shook her head and grabbed his hand.

Ling Qi looked at the little girl with her eyes closed behind her, looked at the long stairs in front of her, raised her left foot, smiled and said, "I hope I can really help you!"

Stepping onto the stairs, Ling Qi only saw countless scenes passing by him, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said to the little girl with her eyes closed behind him: "Yingying, raise your feet, something is wrong with this stairs."

The little girl staggered up the steps a little, feeling her own pressure, and said calmly: "Ling Qi, carry me on my back."

Ling Qi looked at the timid little girl behind him, rubbed her legs, squatted down and said to the little girl, "Come on, my aunt."

The two of them slowly climbed upwards, walking and stopping along the way. Ling Qi looked at the so-called ending point above, put the little girl down, and then sat on the ground and gasped. Ling Qi looked at the little girl behind him and half-jokingly said, "What you want won't be on it, right!"

The little girl smiled, but did not open her eyes. She just put Ling Qi's head on her thigh with her right hand, and gently pressed her fingers on Ling Qi's head. Ling Qi's face looked a little strange, and then looked at the little girl in front of her and asked hesitantly: "Does your bloodline grow with age?"

The little girl smiled, didn't say anything, but continued to press Ling Qi's forehead. Ling Qi didn't care anything, so she just experiencing a knee pillow openly and feeling this gentle finger pressure. Ling Qi closed his eyes and stopped asking about the changes in the little girl.

Ling Qi woke up and looked at the little girl who looked like a statue. He couldn't bear to break the atmosphere, but he soon heard a sarcastic voice: "If you wake up, continue working, little brat."

Ling Qi didn't care, and he carried the little girl with some difficulty, smiled and said, "Okay, okay, aunt."

Ling Qi continued to move upwards with the little girl on her back, but his pace became slower and slower. Ling Qi struggled to climb another step and explained to the little girl helplessly: "You are making me feel helpless."

But the little girl smiled, then knelt on the ground and patted her thighs. Ling Qi swallowed his saliva and looked at the white flowers. He turned his eyes away with some difficulty and replied: "Yingying, I will not receive any rewards without any merits, I will have a rest myself."

The little girl's face was a little strange, and then patted her thighs. Ling Qi simply said loudly: "Sex is emptiness, emptiness is color..." The little girl who heard the sound covered her mouth and laughed so hard that her branches trembled, so she no longer advised Ling Qi to come and rest.

After a while, Ling Qi put the little girl on his back and continued to move upwards. Every step was extremely difficult, but Ling Qi felt that his body seemed to be relaxed, and then raised his head and said to the girl on his back half-jokingly: "It seems that your wish is almost fulfilled."

But the girl deliberately approached Ling Qi's ear and said with a little teasing, "Don't you know that the little woman's body satisfies the guest?"

Ling Qi coughed, and then whispered: "It's just a pity that your wish seems to be a bit far away." Ling Qi looked at the stairs in front of him, feeling the plumpness coming from behind, shook his head and continued to move forward.

The girl's tone was a little expectant, then she closed Ling Qi's strength and added a little bit, and said softly in the boy's ear: "I wonder if the little girl can be treated with courtesy now?"

Ling Qi looked at the stairs in front of him that had reached the end, felt a little regretful, felt the fragrance behind him, smiled and replied softly, "Don't you want me to treat you with politeness?"

The girl's face was filled with loss, then she turned her head upward, and said calmly: "Can you really let go of this world?"
Chapter completed!