"What on the contrary? Senior, please tell me, what happened to my cousin?" Lin Yueru asked anxiously.
Jiu Jianxian didn't understand why the poison that had penetrated deep into his internal organs was slowly gathering together, as if it was trying to force itself out. He stopped thinking about it and stood up, shook his head and said, "No matter what, he shouldn't be able to die!"
"Will the poison in Ah Qi's body cause any harm to him?" Li Xiaoyao asked the Drunken Swordsman.
"I don't know! I don't know about your master. The people who should have died didn't die. How could your master know everything? But I want to ask you something now. Whose pendant is this?" The Drunken Swordsman took a sip of wine from the wine pot, took out the pendant in front of his chest, looked at Li Xiaoyao and asked.
Li Xiaoyao was just about to take the pendant to take a closer look, but the Drunken Swordsman immediately put the pendant away.
"Isn't this Anu's pendant? Master, how come it is in your hand?"
When Jiu Jianxian heard what Li Xiaoyao said, he immediately asked, "Who is Anu?"
"Anu, it's you—it's your daughter!" Ming Hong heard the words of Jiu Jianxian and Li Xiaoyao in a daze. Her whole body felt like it was on fire. She slowly opened her eyes, spat out a mouthful of black blood, and said weakly: "Anu, it's you and the Saint Aunt's daughter!"
"Husband! Husband, you're awake!" Caiyi stayed by Minghong's side, taking care of her. If it weren't for the words Minghong said when she was unconscious, and if she could feel Minghong's breathing, she would have used her own life essence pill to save Minghong.
"What did you say?" When Jiu Jianxian heard Minghong's words, he immediately ran to the bed, grabbed Minghong's clothes, lifted Minghong up, and asked anxiously: "What did you say? What did you say just now?"
"Cough cough!" Minghong was suddenly grabbed by the Drunken Swordsman. Her neck was strangled and hurt. Her body was weak and powerless, and she looked even more miserable.
“Senior, don’t get excited! Let my cousin go first. He—he is in pain!” Lin Yueru helped Caiyi pull away Jiu Jianxian’s hand, hoping that Jiu Jianxian could let go of Minghong.
"Say what you just said again! Anu - whose daughter is that?" The Drunken Swordsman pointed at Minghong, staring into her eyes, and asked sternly, "Say it again!"
Caiyi helped Minghong calm down and looked at Jiujianxian with an angry face. She was very angry about Jiujianxian's treatment of Minghong just now, and said directly: "My husband said that Anu is your daughter, the daughter of you and Saint Aunt!"
"Master, you have a daughter?" Li Xiaoyao put one hand on the Drunken Swordsman's shoulder, with a gossipy smile on his face, and asked, "But who is my master's wife, Saint Aunt?"
"Say it again!" Drunken Swordsman said angrily with a stern face and frowned, pointing at Minghong.
Minghong raised his head and glanced at Jiu Jianxian, coughed a few times, and laughed sarcastically: "Anu is the daughter of you and Saint Aunt!"
"Get out of the way, I want to get up!" Minghong turned her head and looked at Caiyi, saying in a low voice.
Caiyi was about to help Minghong up, and asked, "Husband, what are you going to do?"
"Don't call me husband, I'm not your husband!" Minghong pushed Caiyi's hand away, got out of bed, and walked towards the teapot on the table. His whole body was hot, and his throat felt like it was on fire. Minghong took several sips of water from the teapot, and his throat felt better.
"Why don't you go and save your daughter?" Minghong looked back and saw that Drunken Swordsman was still standing beside the bed, motionless. He seemed to be completely frozen in place. He was in a daze, with a confused and empty look in his eyes. No one knew what he was thinking.
Lin Yueru walked to Minghong, looked at Minghong, and asked, "Why do you want to save them? Cousin, what are you talking about? Could it be that Anu and Tang Yu are in danger? But how do you know they are in danger?"
"Really? Ah Qi, how do you know that they are in danger?" Li Xiaoyao also looked at Minghong with a puzzled look.
Minghong took another sip of water, turned around to look at Lin Yueru and the others, and said directly: "I guessed it!" Then he turned to look at Caiyi and asked: "How do I cure my poison?"
When Caiyi heard Minghong's words, she immediately said, "My husband, your poison has not been cured yet, but Senior Drunken Swordsman said you won't die!"
"Not cured?" Ming Hong was a little confused. It seemed that the poison had been cured after a sleep, and it seemed that he had been practicing. The spiritual energy here was very abundant, not at all like that in the black space.
Cultivation seemed to be a natural thing here. No one knew why, but he made rapid progress.
It should be that the memory of the six-eared macaque has accelerated Minghong's cultivation. This is just Minghong's guess, and this is the only idea that makes sense at the moment.
"Hey! Hey! Ah Qi, what's wrong with you? Why have you been acting weird since you woke up just now?" Li Xiaoyao was about to put one hand on Minghong's shoulder, but Minghong dodged.
Minghong looked at Li Xiaoyao, shook her head and said, "Don't touch me!"
"Cousin, what's wrong with you?" Lin Yueru saw Minghong's reaction was so big, which was not like usual at all, and was about to go over and ask Minghong.
Li Xiaoyao grabbed Lin Yueru, shook his head, and said, "His poison hasn't been cured, but he's not dead. Could Ah Qi be..." Li Xiaoyao pointed to his head and asked suspiciously, "What's wrong here?"
"Ah?" Lin Yueru was stunned. She turned her head and looked at Minghong carefully. Although she still had some doubts in her heart, looking at Minghong's actions, she had already acknowledged Li Xiaoyao's statement in her heart.
"The poison may have caused Ah Qi to lose his mind! Master, please come and help your disciple!"
Li Xiaoyao looked back and saw Drunken Swordsman standing there motionless, but tears kept flowing from his eyes. He asked in surprise, "Master, why are you crying?"
"Drunken Swordsman, someone is calling you from the pendant." Minghong sat on the chair, straightened her clothes, closed her eyes, and said, "And cousin Yueru, you and Master Li, don't rush to Shushan to save Miss Ling'er."
When Drunken Swordsman heard Minghong's words, he looked down at the pendant in his hand and was suddenly shocked.
Lin Yueru immediately retorted: "Why? Ling'er was taken away by the Sword Saint of Shushan and we don't know what happened to her now. How can we not rush to Shushan to save Ling'er?"
"The Sword Saint will not harm Miss Ling'er. Anyway, don't rush to rescue her. I have another way to save Miss Ling'er—save Ling'er!"
"A Qi is really crazy!"
"How can this be possible? How could such a smart person like my cousin go crazy?"
Minghong was about to close her eyes to heal her wounds, but she was grabbed by the Drunken Sword Immortal and flew away. The Drunken Sword Immortal held the jade pendant in one hand and Minghong in the other, and said with tears in his eyes: "You must explain this matter to me clearly!"
Ming Hong was stunned. When she opened her eyes, she was already taken away by the Drunken Swordsman. She was unable to move. "You—"
When Caiyi saw Drunken Swordsman taking Minghong away, she became worried about Minghong's safety and immediately flew after him.
Lin Yueru looked at the place where the Drunken Swordsman disappeared with Minghong, and asked anxiously: "Xiaoyao, what should we do? Your master seems to have gone crazy too. Why did he take cousin Jinyuan away?"
Li Xiaoyao shook his head and said thoughtfully: "I don't know! But, Master will not hurt Ah Qi. But, is Anu really Master's daughter?"
Lin Yueru rolled her eyes at Li Xiaoyao and asked, "Are you crazy too?"
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