Ao Han's words undoubtedly dropped a bomb in Mu Xi's dead heart, blowing her to death from peace.
Mu Xi asked: "Ao Han, do you think someone can cure it? Who?"
Ao Han said dryly: "That one, the alchemist, can cure it."
"Which one?" Mu Xi asked patiently. Ao Han's memory was confused and he could always remember her because after Ao Yong died, when he first became a demon, he was always supervised to prevent him from becoming a real cannibal. .
As for other people, except for some names on the grassland, his memory is very confusing. Even for Lou Jingxiao, he sometimes disappears.
Because she had to be patient when talking to Ao Han.
Ao Han frowned and didn't think about it for a while, then he suppressed his words: "My daughter, the alchemist..."
He spoke without any beginning or end. Yi, two, three, four, Chu Yuan and others were puzzled, but Mu Xi understood it clearly.
"You mean, the alchemist that Ah Nu took us to find? He has a way to cure my eyes?"
Ao Han took off the bamboo hat on his head, stared at Mu Xi for a moment, and nodded heavily: "Yeah, yeah!"
"Didn't he say there was no way at the beginning?" Mu Xi asked back. This was too strange. He also said there was no way at the beginning, so why did he say it could be cured now
Besides, the hidden alchemist and many powerful doctors said they couldn't cure it, so he really had a way
Ao Han didn't know either. He frowned and said, "He wrote a letter saying that it can be cured."
"Could it be a trap?" Chu Yuan said: "The humans in Shenhun City, under the influence of Shenhun Pavilion all the year round, are definitely not very reliable."
Lou Jingxiao asked: "That alchemist, who took you there?"
"It's a demon cultivator named Ah Nu." Mu Xi said: "She has killed many destiny immortals in Shenhun Pavilion and does not devour human souls randomly. She should be the same type as Ao Han."
They are all the kind of people who become demon cultivators involuntarily.
In fact, there are still many such demon cultivators on the mainland. In order to survive, they have to restrain their own nature, so they only devour the souls of heinous people and never the souls of good people.
However, the souls of heinous people are often dirty and dirty, and their dark emotions are very strong, which engulfs their souls and is not good for their nature. However, it makes it more and more difficult for them to control their body's bloodthirsty desire.
But there is no other way. If they want to survive, they can only do this.
"Go and check her identity." Lou Jingxiao ordered: "If he can be cured, it won't be too late to postpone his visit for a few days until we find out the identity of this woman."
Recently, there are more and more demon cultivators on the mainland. They are hiding in the human world and the demon world. They cannot survive in the demon clan for a long time and will be rejected. They cannot survive in the human world for a long time.
"Yes, I will go immediately."
Chu Yi immediately took Chu Er with him to arrange people.
If it's a trap... they can eliminate the danger first.
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Taiyi City, Soul Seizing Sect.
The huge Fu Lu Hall was deserted. A man in white was sitting under the magnolia tree, his thin and tall figure standing alone.
A gust of wind blew, and magnolia petals fell down piece by piece, landing on his shoulders. He raised his head slightly and brushed the petals off his shoulders. His fair and handsome facial features had a sickly color.
"Brother Song."
The sound of footsteps came from behind, interrupting the sick man's daze and contemplation.
Bai Zhijing walked to him and sat down, and said slowly: "Brother Song, this is the news from the demon clan. There should be nothing wrong with my good disciple, but..."
Song Qinghan withdrew his gaze from afar, with a touch of inaudible pain on his pale handsome face: "Tell me, what's the matter?"
Bai Zhijing sighed: "But I heard that many alchemists said they couldn't cure her eyes. Fortunately, my good disciple was lucky and met a hidden master who repaired her injured soul. alright."
Song Qinghan sighed softly: "It is difficult for the soul to recover. If it were not for her strong will, no matter how good the medicine is, it would not be able to repair such scars."
No one knows better than him the pain of losing a companion soul.
He never thought that such pain would happen again to Xi'er.
"I hope so." Bai Zhijing said angrily: "It's a pity that I am practicing the art of making talismans. If it were the art of refining medicine, I would definitely try my best to find a way for my apprentice."
Song Qinghan was silent again.
Bai Zhijing found it strange that Song Qinghan was not such a silent person when he first came here, but for some reason these past few months, he had been in a daze all day long.
Bai Zhijing always felt that Song Qinghan should be equally unfathomable. In addition, he was Mu Xi's uncle. Even the Demon Emperor Lou Jingxiao was polite to him, so he must have some ability.
But something has been very wrong recently.
Bai Zhijing said: "Brother Song...didn't you say before that you would have to go on some business after only a few days in the Soul Seizing Sect?"
It seems like it's still an emergency
But now, he was in a daze in this Fulu Hall for ten days and a half, and he didn't know what was going on.
Occasionally, I would come to Fu Lu Hall to look for his disciples, and every time I would see him sitting here, and there would be disciples reacting to him, asking him what was wrong, and looking at his back, I felt particularly lonely and sad for some reason.
But when Bai Zhijing looked at Song Qinghan, it was clear that it was nothing.
Song Qinghan poured a cup of tea: "Let's wait until Xi'er comes back."
"That's fine." Bai Zhijing thought to himself, he must be worried about Mu Xi, he is indeed a good uncle!
Bai Zhijing stayed for a while and then left.
Song Qinghan was still sitting there, as if he was ready to sit there for another day and night, even motionless.
When the bright moon rose into the sky and everything was quiet, Song Qinghan finally moved. He turned slightly sideways and looked into the shadows, where a pair of eyes looked at him quietly.
Seeing that she had been discovered, Jing Yao stopped hiding and walked over slowly.
Song Qinghan poured himself another cup of tea, but his face became even paler.
Jing Yao placed a dagger in front of him and said in a hoarse voice: "Kill me."
Song Qinghan paused slightly and raised his eyes to look at her.
Jing Yao looked very haggard, with red eyes.
"Reason?" He said slowly.
Even though he already knew the reason for the betrayal, he still wanted to hear her say it himself.
Jing Yao raised her forehead, twitched the corner of her mouth, and said lightly: "There is no reason. How many demon cultivators have good intentions?"
Song Qinghan stared at her for a moment.
Jing Yao said: "But sometimes I still feel disgusting, so I came to my door asking for death. Kill me, just to avenge your precious niece."
Song Qinghan poured the tea for a long time and finally put it into his mouth.
The tea was already cold, but I couldn't taste it.
After a long silence, he slowly put down the teacup: "Let's go."
Jing Yao was slightly startled.
Song Qinghan stood up, turned around and left slowly, leaving the place where he had been in a daze for several months, leaving only one sentence, as cold as the tea: "Don't see each other again."
Kill her
How to do it
If you forgive her, where will you leave Xi'er
Then, we can only never meet again.
Jing Yao watched his leaving figure, submerged in the night bit by bit.
He left so decisively and never looked back. Jing Yao sighed slowly, okay, let's never meet again.