When Feng Lu and Shuang Hong rushed over early in the morning, they saw an incredible scene: the young lady was wrapped in a blanket and fell asleep quietly in Huo Zhanbai's arms! Huo Zhanbai rested his chin on the purple-clothed beauty's head, his arms around her waist, and dozed off against the plum tree. The plum blossoms fell like snow, withering the two of them. Xue Yao had already woken up, but unusually stood obediently on the shelf, looking sideways at the two people under the plum tree, making gentle cooing sounds.
"Oh my god, what's going on?" Lu'er's eyes almost popped out when she saw that the guy next to the young lady was the one she hated the most. "This—ooh!"
Shuanghong, who was standing by, covered her mouth in time and pulled her out.
"I've never seen the young lady sleep so peacefully..." Shuang Hong, who had been with Xue Ziye the longest, murmured, "In the past, no matter how many fires we lit, she would always complain about being cold, unable to sleep in the middle of the night, getting up and walking around constantly - now let her sleep a little longer."
"But... the patient in Qiuzhiyuan..." Lu'er frowned, feeling a little worried.
The patient tossed and turned all night yesterday, holding his head and screaming. They all thought he would die immediately. They ran over in a panic early in the morning to ask the lady, but ended up seeing such an embarrassing scene.
"Ah?!" Just as the maids were discussing their options, a cry of surprise came from the courtyard, shocking everyone inside and outside. "What, what is this doing?"
"The young lady is awake!" Lu'er said in surprise. Then she heard a bang and something broke through the door and flew in from outside the yard.
"Huo Zhanbai! You're taking advantage of me!"
The person who was still asleep had no time to react and fell to the ground in a panic with his legs up in the air, waking up in pain.
"You..." The sleepy man couldn't recall what he had done yesterday to make this woman so furious. He just subconsciously dodged the wine glasses that were raining down on him. When a wine glass hit his forehead, he finally remembered and shouted, "Don't hit me! You threw yourself into my arms! It's none of my business... Yes, you took advantage of me!"
"Nonsense! You're a pervert! You're not a good person at all!" Xue Ziye rushed out, pointed at his nose viciously, and ordered the maids on both sides, "Your Liu Hua Kui is not here! Lock him up, prepare the medicine and kick him out of the valley!"
"Yes, miss!" Lu'er agreed happily, not noticing that Shuanghong was frowning beside her.
Xue Ziye frowned, not even looking at him, snorted and turned away: "Let's go to Qiu Zhiyuan!"
After everyone left, Huo Zhanbai came to his senses, got up from the ground, and touched his broken forehead. Is this the attitude of a doctor to a patient? Such a fierce and evil woman is completely different from the quiet and well-behaved woman like a cat last night... Am I... dreaming
But wait! What did she say just now? "Oiran Liu"
How did she know that she knew Liu Feifei from Yangzhou Linglong Flower World
He suddenly slapped his thigh and jumped up. It was over. Did he drink too much last night and even such a thing was revealed? He drooped his eyelids in frustration and pounded his head hard, wishing he could knock a hole in it.
Xue Ziye led his men and hurried towards Qiu Zhiyuan, gritting his teeth.
How dare you take advantage of her! I'll see how I deal with that guy later! … She walked forward angrily, and Lu'er beside her handed her a green cloud fur coat: "Miss, you forgot to put on your cloak. It snowed again last night. Are you cold?"
Cold? She was suddenly stunned—Yes, it was snowing? But why was it so warm in her dream last night
She stood in the herb garden, lost in thought, holding her Cuiyun fur coat.
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When I arrived at Autumn Garden, I was stunned by the rich fragrance in the room as soon as I opened the door.
"A bunch of stupid girls, do you want to suffocate the patient to death?" She angrily scolded the girl on duty, while rolling up the curtains on all sides and pushing open the window. "You turned out like this without a single order, can you use some brains?"
"Don't..." Suddenly, a low voice came from the depths of darkness, "Don't open it."
Xue Ziye turned his head in surprise and saw a pair of light blue eyes shining brightly in the shadow of the thick quilt on the couch. He said softly: "Turn it off... I don't like wind and light. I can't stand it..."
She was slightly shocked, but still rolled up the curtain without saying a word. The light of snow shone in, dazzling the eyes of the people inside.
"Close it!" The person trapped in the quilt immediately turned his head towards the bed and shouted harshly.
She waved her hand, signaling the maids to leave, and sat down beside the couch.
"Without wind and light, if you lock it up, it will rot in the dark." She smiled and whispered to the pale patient, "You have to get used to it slowly, Mingjie. You can't stay in the dark all the time."
She put her hand on his wrist, but he shook it off.
"Who are you calling Mingjie?" He stayed in the dark and asked coldly, "Why did you save me? What do you want?"
There was no joy or anger in his eyes, only a certain coldness, vigilance, and indifference.
She was stunned for a long while before she reached out her hand to touch his forehead and murmured, "You... should have recovered some of your memory, why would you still ask such a question? I saved you because we have known each other since childhood, and you are my brother."
"Heh." He laughed sarcastically in the darkness, his eyes faintly revealing a light green color, "Brother?"
It is impossible for the top killers from the Shura Field of the Great Guangming Palace to have relatives or friends - if they do, they will not be able to survive in the Three Realms; if they do, they will be ordered by the instructors to kill them personally.
This woman is lying to him!
She said she would take out the golden needles and cure his illness. She must have been sent by the Central Plains Wulin. Everything that appeared in his mind was just an illusion created by drugs! She saved him just to use all means to dig out some secrets of the Demon Cult from him.
He has been through this kind of thing too much.
Half a year ago, after he succeeded in assassinating the Lord of Dunhuang, he was unable to retreat and was captured by the Central Plains martial arts community that was protecting the Lord of Dunhuang. He was held captive for a whole month before he found a chance to escape. In order to force him to tell the truth, those righteous people used all kinds of appalling methods, including trying to use drugs to destroy his mind.
Even such torture did not make him utter a single word, let alone the woman in front of him who was obviously not familiar with how to force a confession.
He sneered in the darkness, slowly clenched his fingers, and prepared to find an opportunity to launch an instant attack.
He must get the Dragon Blood Pearl... He must get it!
"Don't you remember yet? Your name is Mingjie, you are Xue Huai's friend, and we grew up together in Moga Village." After a pause, Xue Ziye's eyes suddenly dimmed, and he said softly, "You have known me since you were six years old... At that time... You killed someone for me for the first time - don't you remember?"
The eyes in the darkness suddenly flashed, as if recalling something, and turned slightly purple.
His eyes seemed to flash different colors depending on his emotions, tempting people's hearts.
Murder... First murder.
He paused as he raised his hand from under the quilt, and felt a faint pain in the back of his head. Suddenly, blood splashed in front of his eyes, and two swollen faces emerged from his memory - they were two officers in official uniforms. Their eyes were so big, their faces turned purple, and they actually choked their own throats and strangled themselves to death!
On the ground... A pale and thin woman was lying on the ground, and the ground was covered in blood after being raped.
The little girl hugged the half-naked woman and cried, her eyes were pure black and white.
He suddenly felt short of breath.
"Don't you remember? Nineteen years ago, my mother and I were escorted through Moga Village and stopped at the post station in front of the village. Those two beastly guys wanted to rape my mother..." Even when talking about such past events, Xue Ziye's tone was calm, "At that time, you and Xue Huai were playing outside. When you heard me cry for help, you rushed in to stop them, but were beaten viciously - it was at that time that you killed someone for the first time with your pupil technique."
"After my mother died, I became an orphan and lived in the Moga village. I was able to survive thanks to Xue Huai and your care.
"The three of us became very good friends—I am a year older than you, and I accepted you as my younger brother."
He held his head, trying hard to fight the images that kept pouring out of his mind along with the words, and his rapid breathing.
It's fake... It's fake! Just like the pupil technique can bewitch people, she is also trying to control his memory in some way!
"Don't you remember? It was because you killed those two officers that the tribe discovered your unique talent and locked you up as the reincarnation of the demon pupil." Xue Ziye's voice was light and far away. "Mingjie, you were locked up for seven years. Xue Huai and I came to talk to you every day... until the night when the tribe was exterminated."
The night of genocide... The night of genocide...
Memories surged up uncontrollably again.
It was snowing outside, the house was dark and cold, my hands and feet were nailed to the wall with iron chains, and I was huddled in a dark corner.
Someone opened the dark room and spoke to him:
"You, do you want to go out?"
The voice kept asking him, with some kind of temptation and magic.
Those pig-like and dog-like vulgar people don't know how powerful you are... Only I know your power, and only I can inspire your true power. Do you want to come with me
I want to get out! I want to get out! Let me out… He yelled in the darkness, feeling like he was going crazy.
Okay, I'll take you out. The voice smiled, but you have to submit to me, become my pupil, stand above the martial arts world, and look down on this world and all living beings for me. Do you agree
—Or, are you willing to be discriminated against, imprisoned, have your eyes gouged out, and live in darkness for the rest of your life
Let me out! He slapped the wall hard, remembering that today was the deadline the clan leader had given him. He was heartbroken and shouted desperately: Just let me out!
Suddenly, the darkness broke apart, the light shattered his vision, and everything turned into a blank.
In the blank space, blood burst out, accompanied by shrill screams.
That is, that is... blood and fire!
"That night..." She lowered her eyes, her voice filled with sadness and hatred.
"Shut up!" He suddenly shouted softly, and could no longer control himself, and jumped up and grabbed Xue Ziye's throat!
"Shut up..." He shouted hoarsely, his hands trembling, "Shut up!"
She was pushed against the wall, staring in surprise at the eyes in front of her that had turned into a glass-colored one. In an instant she realized what he was going to do and closed her eyes in time before the pupil technique was activated.
"Look at me!" He freed one hand and mercilessly opened her eyes, his nails almost digging into her eyeballs, "Look at me!"
She was forced to open her eyes, looking at the pair of enchanting eyes in front of her, and felt a powerful force invading her heart.
"Listen, return the dragon blood bead to me right now! Otherwise... otherwise I... will let you die slowly."
His face was pale and grim, full of desperate murderous intent, like an Asura. How could Mingjie become like this? Now he was like a bloodthirsty and ruthless Asura, believing in nothing and forgiving of nothing. He just recklessly pursued what he wanted, and even his blood had slowly turned cold.
Is this the killer in the Shura Field of the Great Guangming Palace
Her consciousness began to fade, and her body gradually stopped listening to her brain. She didn't know what she would do next. However, at that moment, the hand that was pinching her throat loosened. As if her mental strength was exhausted, her glass-colored eyes instantly lost their fascinating light and became dim.
Tong breathed rapidly, and suddenly fell backwards with a bang, lying motionless in the darkness.
She also collapsed to the ground.
After an unknown amount of time, she regained consciousness. Her first reaction was to rush to his side and probe the back of his head - there, the second golden needle had been forced out by this round of intense emotional fluctuations. The end of the needle had detached from the Lingtai acupoint, and a thin layer of blood began to seep out.
"Mingjie..." For the first time, she felt frightened. She lifted his head and placed it in her arms somewhat at a loss. She looked at the sky outside and murmured - Mingjie, now you don't even believe in your own memories
What kind of torture have you endured over the years
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Huo Zhanbai obviously felt that he was being neglected - ever since that night of drinking, that evil woman seldom came to see him at Dongzhi Pavilion. Even the two maids Feng Lushuang Hong who were in charge seldom came. Only some maids came to deliver meals every day.
Even though his injury has begun to improve, we don't have to leave him aside like this, right
Is it because that stingy woman is still regretting throwing herself at him that night? That shouldn't be the case... Such a fierce man wouldn't be so thin-skinned. Then, is it because he accidentally mentioned the courtesan Liu Feifei in Fengqingyuan, breaking his consistent glorious image in her heart
It was true that he couldn't let go of his obsession, but he wasn't a saint who could stay away from women for more than a decade. A man who was almost thirty, single and with a bunch of bad friends around him, it was normal for him to go to some brothels to kill time - which of the eight famous swordsmen didn't claim to be a playboy? Besides, Liu Huakui was so considerate, it would be nice to go over and talk to her occasionally.
He looked around with boredom, his mind wandering.
The maid came in to serve the dishes. He watched from the side and asked boredly, "Where is your valley master?"
"The Valley Master is in the Autumn Garden..." the girl with thin eyebrows and eyes answered in a low voice.
"Oh, are there any patients in Qiu Zhiyuan?" He asked casually.
"Well, yes." The girl agreed without thinking, and then her face changed immediately, "Oh... Oh no. The Valley Master said that this cannot be told to Master Huo!"
Huo Zhanbai's eyes suddenly brightened, but his expression remained unchanged. He smiled, "Why?"
The girl didn't dare to say a word. She put down the food and ran away immediately.
After she left, Huo Zhanbai stayed alone in the empty Winter Pavilion, staring at the plum blossoms outside the courtyard in a daze. Why? ... Including myself, all the Ten-sided Rescue Orders have been taken back, and this year's patients should have been seen. Why did another one come out now? - Given that woman's personality, she was willing to waste energy to treat an extra patient. I think there are only two reasons: either the patient is very rich, or... he is very handsome.
Now, which one is this? Is he more handsome than me
He stroked his chin and began to think wildly again—suddenly frowned: But why don’t I want him to know
"Hey, what do you think is wrong with that woman lately?" He spoke to the Snow Harrier on the shelf. "Do you know what's going on? Can you go and check it out for me?"
"Gu." The Snow Kites tilted its head to look at its master, then suddenly flapped its wings and flew away.
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The second golden needle lay quietly on the golden plate, and the tip of the needle was also stained with black blood.
The person on the couch was breathing lightly and rapidly, with a disordered rhythm.
Xue Ziye sat in front of the bed, quietly staring at the man who was tortured by pain - such a pale and handsome face, but hidden coldness and murderousness, even in a coma, there was murderous intent in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows... He was really no longer the Mingjie of the past, but the king of killers in the Shura Field of the Great Guangming Palace: Tong.
Tong... She silently repeated the name in her mind, remembering his strange eyes.
As a doctor, she knew that compared to martial arts, there were also telekinesis and illusions - but she never dared to imagine that a person could expand telekinesis to the extreme through his eyes! That was beyond her understanding.
Could it be that, as the elders in the village said, this is really the magic power passed down in the blood of the Moga clan
The last golden needle was still on the Baihui acupoint on the top of his head. She touched it through her hair, her hands trembling slightly - she was not sure... She was really not sure that after the golden needle was pulled out of Mingjie's brain, he could still survive unscathed!
In her ten years of practicing medicine, this was the first time she encountered a situation where she "dared not to act"!
Thinking back to the things that had been bothering her for the past eight years, and remembering that the child named Mo'er could not be cured after all, she felt even more distressed - she felt helpless... Although she had always been called a "miracle doctor", she was only a doctor after all, not a god!
What to do... What to do...
The deep and intense feeling of powerlessness almost instantly knocked down the always confident female doctor.
She had already lost Xuehuai twelve years ago, how could she lose Mingjie again today
Xue Ziye sat quietly for a long time, then suddenly stood up, clenched his hands, trembled slightly, and walked quickly towards the Spring Garden - he must find a way, he must find a way!
Unlike the Winter House and the Autumn Garden, the wind on the other side of the lake is gentle.
The hot spring gushed out from the Summer Garden, flowed through this Spring Courtyard, and then poured into the lake, blending with the cold spring. The courtyard here is full of beautiful spring scenery, with clusters of peach blossoms in full bloom, green shepherd's purse, and green willows like threads.
An old woman was sweeping the steps with a broom when she suddenly heard hurried footsteps.
"Valley Master, is it you?" The maid of Spring Court was already old, and was a little surprised to see her coming.
The Valley Master had not been back for a long time... She was gifted, studious, and had a deep family background. At the age of 14, she became a disciple of Liao Qingran, the previous pharmacist. She made rapid progress and became a master in just four years. At the age of 18, she officially took over the Pharmacist Valley. Her talent was so high that she was the best among all the pharmacists of the past.
Ever since she left school, she seldom returned to the Spring Garden, which served as a library.
"Aunt Ning, please open the door of the library." Xue Ziye stopped and looked at the tightly closed building with a determined look in the corner of his eyes. "I want to go in and check some books."
"Oh, oh, okay." The old maid nodded quickly, threw away the broom and walked over, took out a rusty copper key, and murmured, "Master, are you coming back to read books? ... Didn't you know those books by heart when you were eighteen?"
Xue Ziye remained silent.
The old maid took a sneak peek and noticed that the master looked a little pale and tired, as if he hadn't gotten enough rest for many days. Her heart skipped a beat and she sighed secretly - was it a patient who had trouble with him? Or was the master still unwilling to give up, and after so many years, was she still trying to find a way to revive the corpse under the ice like she did when she was a teenager
As soon as the door opened, the cold and gloomy atmosphere that had been confined for a long time emanated from inside.
The eternal lamp was still burning quietly on the ceiling of the pavilion. The inner room of the pavilion was octagonal, and the bookcases were built along the wall to the ceiling. They were divided into eight categories according to the name of the disease, cause of the disease, pathogenesis, treatment principle, prescription name, medication, medical records, and medical theories. Each category took up an entire wall, with everything from parchment scrolls to palm leaf books, from bamboo slips to silk books.
Xue Ziye stood with his hands behind his back in this vast sea of books. He looked up and looked around. He took a deep breath and raised his hand to press the purple jade hairpin in his hair: "Aunt Ning, I will probably not come out for two or three days. Please bring some food in for me."
The old maid was stunned for a moment: "Oh... OK, Master."
Before closing the door and leaving, the old maid looked back into the room - under the eternally burning lamp, a woman in purple was standing among the vast ancient books, pondering deeply, with a look of sorrow on her face.
"Valley Master." Her heart suddenly skipped a beat and she couldn't help but stop.
"Hmm?" Xue Ziye was very unhappy about his thoughts being interrupted, and frowned, "What?"
"Please take care of yourself and do what you can." The old maid bowed deeply to her, with a sigh in her voice, "You are not a god, and it is normal that you cannot do many things - please don't be like Linxia Patriarch."
Linxia Patriarch… Xue Ziye was startled and stopped thinking.
According to legend, twenty years ago, the head of the Pharmacist Valley, Tang Linxia, the teacher of her master Liao Qingran, died of vomiting blood in this library at the age of thirty-one. Until his death, he was still holding a copy of "Ode to Medicinal Properties" in his hand, and was still struggling to figure out the solution to the poison of the Seven-Star Begonia.
"You should learn from Master Qingran." The old maid said finally and closed the door. "She is very happy now."
The door was closed, but Xue Ziye still looked in the direction of the back figure, feeling a little confused for a moment - this old maid had served three generations of valley masters and knew a lot of past events and secrets. But how could she know the feeling of powerlessness and frustration that a doctor felt when he watched his patients die
She sat down dejectedly in the pavilion, staring at her pale and slender hands in a daze.
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Those eyes opened the moment the door closed.
Tong, who was still struggling in a coma a moment ago, opened her eyes with a bright look. She stared silently in the direction where Xue Ziye left. Countless complex lights flashed in her eyes in an instant: suspicion, vigilance, murderous intent and... confusion.
In fact, three days ago, when his wounds had healed, he had already regained consciousness, but he did not let the people around him notice - he had been pretending to be asleep and pretending to be ill again and again in an effort to make the other party let down their guard.
He secretly spied on the female doctor's expression, wanting to know why she saved him, and also wanting to confirm what kind of situation he was in and what action he should take - he was a top killer from the Shura Field of the Great Guangming Palace, and he could observe and plan calmly in any desperate situation.
However, as he hissed and rolled around on the couch, her eyes were concerned and anxious;
When he held his head and cried out in agony, her hands that held his shoulders were cold and trembling;
Even at the end, when he pretended to fall asleep and occasionally uttered a sentence in his sleep to test her, she leaned over to look at him, and the tears in her eyes fell silently on his face...
This woman... this woman... why on earth would she do this
Could it be that, as she said... He was someone she knew in the past? He was her brother
The snowy village, the dark house, the boy named Xue Huai and the girl named Xiao Ye... In the end... Was it because I was tricked by them that I had these hallucinations
He hugged his head in pain, feeling a dull pain between his eyebrows that went all the way to the depths of his brain.
He knew that it was the golden needle that the King had nailed into his head.
A symbol of being controlled and enslaved.
He lay in the darkness for an unknown amount of time, feeling the light outside the curtain dim and brighten, and the pain in his head gradually disappeared. He reached out and carefully touched the Baihui point on the top of his head. The severe pain immediately made his mind go blank.
These golden needles had sealed his fate ever since he could remember. From then on, he traveled across the Western Regions for the King of the Church and took the heads of princes from various countries.
The King of Church sat on the throne kindly and said to him: Tong, for your own good, I have erased the painful part for you... You are a child abandoned by everyone. Those memories are meaningless to you, so it is better to forget them.
"In life, if we can skip the painful part, it should be a good thing..."
Surrounded by the three saints and five wise men, the eyes of the king on the jade throne were deep and bottomless. He smiled and put his hand on the head of his beloved general who was kneeling under the jade throne, rubbing it slowly, as if he was caressing his favorite snow-covered gray mastiff. He also knew that as long as the king was unhappy, he could take his life at any time just like poisoning those mastiffs.
Damn it! Damn it! He smashed the medicine pillow into pieces with one punch, and his eyes turned into a glassy color—this woman was actually exactly the same as the King! They all tried to change his memory so that he would obey their orders!
He was trembling in the darkness.
He hated these people who manipulated his fate and memory. These people trampled on his life, robbed him of everything, and pretended to be redeemers!
"Ka--" When he smashed the medicine pillow with one punch, a black shadow screamed and flew away through the curtains.
What was that? He was startled, and suddenly recognized it: It was that bird? It was the snow kite that had pecked him viciously during the decisive battle with the Seventh Young Master of Dingjian Pavilion!
—So, now Huo Zhanbai is also in this Pharmacist Valley
Tong sat up suddenly in the darkness, with a beast-like light in his eyes: Not good!
He jumped off the bed silently and began to search the ward. There was no need to draw the curtain or turn on the light. He was as agile as a leopard in the dark and found his sword on the rosewood stand behind the screen in less than a quarter of an hour. The sword was named Lixue, and it had beheaded countless princes and heroes. A faint bloody light was floating in the darkness.
As soon as he got the sword, he felt more at ease - for someone like him, it was the only thing he could trust.
He continued to search rapidly and found the clothes he was wearing. A smile appeared on his lips. The clothes were made of silk from the ice silkworms of Kunlun Snow Region. Ordinary swords and knives could not damage them. They were originally specially equipped for the elite assassins in the Bright World.
He struggled to free himself from the dense straps on his body and was about to put on the clothes when he suddenly froze.
—The wounds left by the fierce fight with Huo Zhanbai have been carefully mended. Is it her
At that moment, his head started to hurt again. He bent over with his head in his hands, feeling unbearable and unable to hold back his urge to shout out loud.
Why... why? Why was all this happening? What was the purpose of that female doctor towards him? He no longer believed in anything, but she insisted on forcing those things into his mind!
He was breathing rapidly in the darkness, and his fingers suddenly touched something cold.
He panted as he picked up the white jade mask and covered his face with it tremblingly - the cold jade pressed against his skin, and hiding under the mask, the trembling in his whole body finally subsided slowly.
He gripped his sword tighter, his eyes behind the mask flashing a dangerous purple.
No matter what, we must get the Dragon Blood Pearl out first! Huo Zhanbai is still in this valley, and there will be danger at any time and anywhere!
He quickly searched through everything in the room, leaving no space untouched, but found nothing. Damn it... Where did that woman put the dragon blood bead? Did she keep it in another secret place
He hesitated for a moment, and finally, holding the sword, he walked out of the Autumn Hall where he had been lying for many days.
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Huo Zhanbai stood under the plum tree, his eyes on his nose, his nose on his heart, the Mohun sword in his hand condensed like the clear light of the river and the sea. He silently recalled the fierce fight in the fir forest that day, thinking about how the sword pierced his ribs at the last moment, and slowly replayed the extremely dangerous scene of that day.
What a poisonous sword! It was a self-sacrificing sword technique that was rarely seen in the Central Plains.
He recalled the duel in the snow that day. The sword in his hand was as fast as the wind. He stabbed out one sword after another, as if to block every attack of the imaginary opponent: the moon shines on Lan Cang, the wind blows back into the sky, cutting gold and jade... With a "swish", after stabbing out with the sword at the chest, he stopped.
Huo Zhanbai stood under the plum tree holding a sword, his body covered with fallen petals like snow, meditating silently and shaking his head. No, it still doesn't work... Even if he uses this move "The King Comes from the East", he still can't block the opponent's last sacrificial sword!
Even he was afraid of such a terrible person.
But it doesn’t matter... That Tong, I’m afraid she has already died in the snow by now
Suddenly, there was a rustling sound in the air, and a bird chirped and flew onto the plum tree.
"Snow Harrier?" Huo Zhanbai was slightly startled when he saw the bird flying from the direction of Autumn Garden. He looked at the object in its mouth and asked, "Where did you fly to? Autumn Garden?"
The bird opened its beak, and a piece of white jade fell into his palm.
"This is... the mask of the killer in the Shura Field of the Great Guangming Palace!" Huo Zhanbai exclaimed after seeing it clearly, "Could the patient in Qiu Zhiyuan be... that stupid woman!"
"Ga!" The Snow Kitten called out uneasily, as if confirming his guess, and its pair of black bean-like eyes rolled around.
"Oh no..." Huo Zhanbai didn't have time to say anything else. He immediately ran out of the Winter Hall.
Tong came here for the Dragon Blood Pearl, and Xue Ziye might have been in trouble!
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The maple leaves in the Autumn Garden were as red as fire. A maid in red stood at the gate of the courtyard and saw a man in white walking out of the maple forest.
"Mr. Mingjie, the Valley Master said that you are not well yet and cannot walk around." Shuang Hong was not too surprised. She just bowed slightly and stopped the patient. "Please go back and rest. The Valley Master went to the library yesterday to read medical books. I believe she will find a solution soon."
While speaking, she kept looking at the other person's chest without moving her eyes upwards.
"Really?" Tong suddenly spoke, coldly, "My disease is difficult to cure?"
Shuang Hong did not answer, but bowed slightly: "Please trust the Valley Master's medical skills."
Tong's eyes gradually focused: "Why don't you look at me?"
"I dare not." Shuang Hong replied calmly, bowing, "The Valley Master has ordered that all the maids in the valley are not allowed to look into the Master's eyes."
"Oh... I see." Tong paused, and suddenly her figure disappeared.
"Okay, tell me." Before Shuanghong could come to her senses, the cold sword was already pressed against her throat. "Where is the dragon blood bead?"
The sword energy made her face pale, but she did not panic: "I don't know."
"You really don't know?" The tip of the sword was raised, forcing Shuang Hong to look up to look into those weird eyes.
"Young Master, you'd better not force others." Unlike Feng Lu who was impetuous, Shuang Hong was calm and composed. "I am here to take care of you, Young Master, under the order of the Valley Master. If something happens to me, I'm afraid no one will be able to untie the 'blood seal' between your Ren and Du meridians."
Blood seal? Tong Yi was shocked: This technique is used to seal the flow of true energy. Could it be that I...
Before he could verify whether there was anything wrong between his Ren and Du meridians, he suddenly heard a faint sound of breaking air!
"Ding!" He didn't have time to turn around, and immediately drew his sword back, blocking the sword that was stabbing from behind in a flash - there is a master! At that moment, he pressed Shuanghong's acupoint, pressed her shoulder, and took advantage of the momentum to turn in the air. The Blood Sword unfolded like a cicada's wing in a semi-arc shape, protecting his body. There were only a few dings, and the two swords hit each other continuously.
What pierced the blood-red sword shadow was the inky black lightning.
Huo Zhanbai's face was solemn. He rushed over silently and forced the other party away with a sword. As expected, as soon as he came over, he saw this guy holding the sword against Shuanghong's throat! Where is Xue Ziye? Was he also bitten by the venomous snake that was rescued
Anger was rising in his heart, and he showed no mercy when he attacked.
"Hey! Hey! Stop fighting!" Shuanghong tried her best to use her Qi to clear the acupuncture points that were pressed, and could only shout anxiously. The two patients in the valley drew their swords in the maple forest, and countless red leaves fluttered down, and were then shattered by the sword Qi, and scattered like blood, piercing her cheeks and causing a dull pain.
"Clang", in just a short moment, a sword light shot out from the red leaves and fell to the ground.
"How come there is such a huge difference all of a sudden?" Huo Zhanbai's sword was knocked away within three moves, but he didn't stab down with his sword. He felt incredible, "Where is your internal force? Where did it go?"
Tong was breathing rapidly, feeling that he could no longer raise his internal energy once it reached the qi sea. His entire body of tendons and veins felt empty, unable to circulate energy.
It turned out to be true... That woman took the opportunity to heal his injuries and sealed his Ren and Du meridians!
That woman was really planning to deal with him!
He wanted to gather his mental power to use pupil techniques, but he had not yet fully recovered. Just as he focused his mental power on one point, the Baihui point on the top of his head began to hurt as if it was splitting - he didn't even have time to think about it further before his vision went dark.
"Master Huo, put down your sword quickly!" Shuanghong saw Tong fall and exclaimed, "Don't hurt Master Mingjie!"
"Where is your Valley Master?" Huo Zhanbai asked anxiously without moving his sword.
"The Valley Master went to the Spring Courtyard's library yesterday," Shuanghong tried her best to use her energy to open the acupuncture points, but Tong's acupuncture technique was very strange and it didn't move at all. "She told me to take good care of Master Mingjie - she will be out in a few days."
“Oh…” Huo Zhanbai breathed a sigh of relief, took a step back and put away his sword, but he did not dare to relax.
"How did you get such a dangerous guy back to the valley!" He really wanted to get rid of this guy, but he couldn't do it because of Xue Ziye's face. He frowned and said, "Do you know who he is? A poisonous snake! The Pharmacist Valley is full of girls who don't know martial arts. He can kill you all in a moment - what a bunch of stupid women."
"That... Valley Master said," Shuang Hong smiled, "With the Seventh Young Master here, there's nothing to be afraid of."
Huo Zhanbai was flattered by the clever girl's compliment. He put away his sword and smiled: "Haha, that's right. Fortunately, I am here - otherwise, there would be few people in the whole Central Plains who could deal with the number one killer of the Demon Cult, not to mention the Pharmacist Valley!"
"The Demon Cult Killer?" Shuang Hong was greatly surprised. "But... the Valley Master said that he was a friend from the old days in Moga Village."
"A friend from Moga Village?" Huo Zhanbai murmured, thoughtfully - this woman was willing to rescue a killer from the Demon Cult, was it for such a reason
He untied Shuanghong's acupuncture points, and she immediately went to check on the unconscious patient on the ground and asked him to help carry Tong back to Qiu Garden.
He did not refuse, but sealed Tong's eight major acupoints the moment he leaned over.
"What are you doing?" Shuang Hong shouted angrily, subconsciously protecting her patient.
"It's safer this way until your Valley Master comes back." Huo Zhanbai murmured.
The sun was setting, and he walked back with Tong laboriously, feeling both ridiculous and amused: he had never thought that he would be so close to this opponent with whom he had fought to the death. The Snow Kitten flew over muttering, and when he saw his master supporting Tong, he showed a surprised expression, and fell headfirst onto the windowsill, scratching his head and muttering in confusion.
"Ah..." He sighed - fortunately, there were no other martial artists in Pharmacist Valley at the moment. If someone saw Xue Ziye taking in the people from the Demon Sect, I'm afraid the Central Plains martial arts community would not turn a blind eye.
Even a hermit doctor cannot escape the disputes in the martial arts world.
Putting Tong back on the couch, Shuanghong wiped the sweat off her face and thanked him.
"Nothing," Huo Zhanbai smiled, "I've been taken care of by you for so many years, so it's only right that I do some hard labor."
Shuanghong leaned down carefully, probed the top of Tong's head, and breathed a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, the golden needle did not vibrate the position."
"Gold needle?" Huo Zhanbai was shocked. "He... had his brain sealed by a golden needle?"
"Yeah." Shuang Hong sighed, "The method is very strange. The Valley Master has pulled out two and he dares not pull out the third one."
Huo Zhan's eye color changed—even Xue Ziye couldn't be cured
He was about to check further when he suddenly heard a curtain sound behind him: "Sister Shuanghong!"
A little girl ran in, leading an old woman behind her.
"Xiao Jing, why are you in such a hurry?" Shuang Hong turned around and shouted in a low voice, fearing that she would disturb the patient, "Stand outside the door and talk!"
"But...but, Granny Ning said that the Valley Master, the Valley Master..." Xiao Jing's face was filled with anxiety, her voice choked with sobs, "The Valley Master read books for a whole day and night, and suddenly fainted in the library in the afternoon!"
"What!" Shuang Hong was speechless - at that moment, the cause of death of Linxia Valley Master twenty years ago flashed through her mind.
“Hurry, take me quickly…” She no longer cared about the sick Tong and stood up.
However, a gust of wind blew by his side, and Huo Zhanbai had already rushed out and disappeared into the maple forest.
After everyone in the room left like a gust of wind, the eyes in the darkness opened.
There was still a trace of pain in his eyes, but he supported himself and slowly sat up from the couch, stroking his right arm, panting softly - he used the Great Shift of the Universe, and the moment Huo Zhanbai pointed, the acupuncture points on his body instantly moved an inch. However, the blood seal between the Ren and Du meridians could not be untied.
What to do... It has been almost a month since I left Kunlun, and I don't know whether the King of Sect has come out and discovered their secret plan. The twelve silver wings that followed him have been wiped out, and I have been separated from Miaohuo for a long time. If I can't get the Dragon Blood Pearl, how can I go back
Over at the Da Guangming Palace, the people from Miaoshui and Shura Field were still waiting for his return.
He had been planning this for so long—
No matter what, we must get the Dragon Blood Pearl back!