Chapter 487

Redemption on the brink of blackening (13)

System A1 gives Lu Qingwan a look, let her experience. Well, in fact, system A1 doesn't have any eyes. It's just Lu Qingwan's imagination.

"But..." as soon as Lu Qingwan wanted to say something, Nie Huanying fell to the ground.

"What's the matter? What's the matter?" Lu Qing said in the evening and approached Nie Huanying.

I saw Nie Huanying lying on the ground motionless, into a look, straight face cold sweat, frown tight, a very uncomfortable look.

Lu Qingwan pushed him close, without any reaction. He reached for his forehead and found it hot.

"Emotion is hurt by great sorrow after great joy." Lu Qingwan took it back.

"And now what?" System A1 has some helplessness to say.

"Do you think killing him directly is a direct accomplishment of the task?" Lu Qingwan said in a cruel tone.

"Ah?" System A1 was a little bit frightened, "host, don't do stupid things. This world is closer to the way of heaven than the last one."

Lu Qingwan chuckled, "I lied to you."

"That's good." System A1 breathes a sigh of relief.

Immediately after landing, Qing night used his magic to control Nie Huanying in midair. Then Lu Qing night walked in front of him, and Nie Huanying lay flat in midair and followed him. The advantage was that no one passed by now, otherwise he would be scared to death.

After about 15 minutes, he finally saw a room, which should be the temporary residence of a hunter or a woodcutter. When Lu went in late at night, he saw that there was a thin layer of dust inside. The whole room was empty, except for a bed, a table and a stool.

Lu Qingwan breathed, the bed was clean, and then put Nie Huanying on it.

"I found that magic is good." Lu Qingwan said happily.

"It's really good." System A1 nodded in agreement.

After putting Nie Huanying on it, Lu Qingwan felt his pulse. He was too sad. In addition, he was in a coma caused by recent fatigue. There was no big problem.

When Nie Huanying wakes up, it's already the next morning. He finds himself in a humble little house. When he opens the door, he sees Lu Qingwan on the roof overlooking the distance.

Lu Qingwan looked down at Nie Huanying from top to bottom. Nie Huanying looked up.

Lu Qingwan's clothes were made by changfengshan. They were made by the wind, and they were immortal. Compared with the coarse cloth clothes before, people felt that they had to leave at any time.

Nie Huanying was stunned. For the first time, he thought Lu Qingwan was a beauty. As expected, people depended on clothes and horses on saddles.

When Lu Qingwan looks down at Nie Huanying, his eyes are cold, which is the expression used by the host.

Lu Qingwan put his hands behind him and stood opposite Nie Huanying against the wind. Nie Huanying felt a cold fragrance and woke up.

"What are you looking at?" Lu Qingwan asked strangely.

Nie Huanying touched his nose awkwardly, "you, your clothes."

"Changfengmen's exclusive clothing." After Lu Qingwan said this, Nie Huanying just saw the position of the clothes. He drew the three words "changfengmen" with a dark line. If he didn't look at them carefully, he thought they were just patterns.

For a moment, both of them fell into silence. Lu Qingwan looked at Nie Huanying straight. Nie Huanying unconsciously avoided Lu Qingwan's eyes, but her ears were red.

On the contrary, Lu Qingwan didn't feel anything. He suddenly said, "let's make a bet."

"Bet?" Nie Huanying looks at Lu Qingwan again. Don't all the friars pay attention to pure heart and few desires, and then concentrate on cultivation? How can you take the initiative to bet with others? It's just that Lu Qingwan still has an iceberg like expression, very serious, not joking at all.

I don't know if it's her own illusion. Nie Huanying thinks that after Lu Qingwan changed the clothes of changfengmen, she is not as approachable as before. Maybe... She is not so approachable.

"What?" Nie Huanying thinks he heard wrong.

Lu Qingwan knew that Nie Huanying heard clearly, "everything in the world has its own fixed number, and it can't be changed if you want to change it."

"Are you talking about my grandmother?" Nie Huanying looks at Lu Qingwan

Eyes, "if you want to say this, there is no need, before I was too impolite, grandma's death in fact no matter what you do, I don't blame you, just a little uncomfortable at that time, I'm sorry."

"I mean, everything in the world has its own fixed number. Your grandmother and even the whole village are in this fixed number. I tried to change it, but it didn't work.""What does that mean?" Nie Huanying really doesn't understand here.

Lu Qingwan pretended to be profound and said, "the plague in your village is a fixed number, and the destruction of the village is also a fixed number."

"What?" Nie Huanying looked at Lu Qingwan in shock. Lu Qingwan looked into the distance. "You are the only one who survived in the whole village."

"Oh, yeah, that's great." The expression on Nie Huanying's face, from shock and disbelief to loss and ridicule, finally returned to calm, but his eyes were empty and his mouth murmured, "will all of them die? I don't believe it. I don't believe it. "

"What destiny is not destiny." Nie Huanying's voice became loud. "I don't know, and I don't want to pay attention to this. Now I just want to kill him

They take revenge for their grandmothers, and even if they are fated, they will kill them before they die. "

Lu Qingwan looked at Nie Huanying, who was a little bit demon sick, and said slowly, "let's make a bet. If I win, you will worship me as your teacher. In the future, you should be obedient and let go of your hatred. If you win, I'll let you see your grandmother's soul before reincarnation, and I won't stop him from killing them. "

"Why do you bet with me?" Nie Huanying doesn't understand.

In his late years, Lu Qing learned to play TV dramas and to look like an expert in TV dramas. He said, "Heaven's secrets must not be revealed.".

Although Nie Huanying had some doubts, he nodded and agreed, "how to bet?"

"You know my blood can control the spread of the plague, so bet on that." Lu Qingwan was a little lucky that no one had given him a drop of blood before, which was not cheating, and he still had a chance to win.

Under the gaze of Nie Huanying, Lu Qingwan said the content.

Lu Qingwan's blood can control the plague, and those who drink her blood will not get worse. At most, they will keep the appearance of pustules on their faces.

What Lu Qingwan gambles on is that these people will still die, while Nie Huanying naturally gambles that these people will live. As for the time, it's a month.

A month later, it's almost time for these people to die.

In fact, when Nie Huanying was in a coma, Lu Qingwan had already calculated for the system A1. Lu Qingwan's chances of winning were very high, because Lu Qingwan used magic before, and because it was the general trend in the original story.