The Devil is My White Moonlight

Chapter 47: hide

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It is not difficult to hide the illness from ordinary people, but in front of a cultivator like Mu Xiyuan, who has been very sensitive to spiritual power since he was a child, he carefully controls the smooth flow of the spiritual current in his body, and also avoids making hideous acts. Expression, Gu Qingqiao simply used the greatest willpower in his life.

After finally getting people back to the room, Gu Qingqiao breathed a sigh of relief. As soon as the control is relaxed, the spiritual flow in the body begins to be chaotic. A stream of spiritual currents ran wildly in the meridians like wild horses running away. After Gu Qingqiao's rebirth, the magic crystal has been lost, and the cultivation during this period is also stuck at the step of Jindan. At this time, it is impossible to guide the violent spiritual current.

It's all because of that ship, there must be something wrong with that ship.

When the paper boat exploded, Gu Qingqiao was about to jump out of the window. This was a very simple matter. Gu Qingqiao was not in a hurry at the time. Even if he didn't jump out of the window, he could still fly out with the impact of the explosion. There is Qin Le outside to support him. As long as he restrains his strength and maintains a balance, for a cultivator, there is no danger at all.

But just as he was about to jump out of the window, a huge suction force suddenly came from under his feet, blocking the figure he was about to jump up. It was this momentary delay, the explosion swept the fire, and half of Gu Qingqiao's body was immediately involved in the fire, and his hair and beard were scorched. Just as he was about to dodge and escape, the lower deck that was sealed under his feet suddenly collapsed, and Gu Qingqiao's body suddenly fell to the lower floor.

The cabin is not high, and Gu Qingqiao, who is expected to land soon, has reluctantly shaken out his swords and is ready for battle. However, little by little time passed, and he was still in the endless whereabouts.

There was a silent darkness all around, time and space seemed to have lost their meaning, and Gu Qingqiao couldn't tell whether he was where he was or was floating in the dark.

The throbbing of his burnt cheek reminded him that this was not a dream. Gu Qingqiao slowly retracted his two knives to stabilize his body, and his hands mobilized spiritual power and waved around. Spiritual energy condensed into arrows, if he was still in the cabin at this time, he would definitely encounter something.

There is a void all around, and the arrow of spiritual power has never returned. What exactly is this place

In the midst of doubts, a ray of white light suddenly appeared in the distance, coming at the speed of thunder and lightning, and it was in front of him in a blink of an eye.

Bai Guang carried a huge energy, with unmatched power, slammed on the spiritual sea of the ancient green bridge.

The energy penetrated into the body, and the spiritual power gathered in the spiritual sea was suddenly stimulated, rushing towards the meridians like a turbulent river.

Practitioners usually practice by absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, which will travel and flow in the meridians, and finally slowly gather in the sea of spirits and belong to them. After a large amount of spiritual power is continuously transformed and compressed, it will eventually become the essence and become the golden elixir that cultivators dream of. Only after he has completed the Golden Core, can a cultivator truly enter the threshold of Immortal Sect.

Since the rebirth of Gu Qingqiao, although he has also practiced diligently, but at this moment, the golden elixir has not been completed, and the spiritual power in the spiritual sea is easily disturbed. This energy hit, and immediately scattered the spiritual power that was being compressed and condensed during this period of time.

The spiritual power in the spirit sea was several times greater than the meridians, and all of them poured out at this moment. Gu Qingqiao's meridians were immediately overwhelmed, the pain spread all over the body, and the wounds caused by the explosion and fire all burst and bleed. The heart is beating wildly, and the blood in the brain is beating suddenly, as if the next moment, the whole person will explode.

With a clatter, the darkness disappeared, and Gu Qingqiao felt cold all over and fell into the water.

There was a viscous bright red liquid around him, with a strong rust smell, and it was unknown whether it was human or animal blood that enveloped him. Strangely, Gu Qingqiao felt that the swelling and pain all over his body was slightly reduced, and the feeling recovered a little. However, the next moment's cognition almost made him lose his mind. The blood actually opened all the acupoints in his body, and the spiritual power in his body immediately escaped to the outside world!

If the spiritual power is exhausted, will it become a mortal person, or will it not even be able to maintain this body? No one knows the answer, but just the process of withdrawing the spiritual power from the body at this moment makes the body painful to the extreme.

Submerged in the bright red liquid, his mouth and nose could not breathe, and his consciousness gradually became blurred.

"What is this?" Gu Qingqiao thought in a daze: "After 50 years of deep sleep, when I wake up, I haven't felt the taste of life again, so I have to leave? God is really joking! Let me When you come back, are you just here to go through the motions? I don’t know what Zhang Jinjin will think when he finds out, this business is really at a loss!”

The water in front of the sea was churning, and something was rushing to and fro. A fish head swooped in an arc in the air and landed in the water above with a plop.

Who is killing the fish? That cut is pretty neat. Gu Qingqiao thought it was funny. For some reason, he wanted to see this fish-killer.

The cloud cracked a gap, and the moon finally cast a ray of silver light miserably. Beneath the moonlight, a young man in white clothes with black hair was stepping on a long sword, flipping and moving in the air. The slender body stands proudly, the silver light in his hand is a little bit, and a soft sword is like a dragon flying in the abyss. The burst of true energy slammed into the fish, and the blood splashed on his white clothes, as if flowers bloomed in the snow. flower.

That's Ayun! That's my Ayun!

The already limp body suddenly struggled, trying to see the boy in white more clearly. Closer, closer! Gu Qingqiao stretched out a hand, wanting to touch the hem of his clothes again.

The next moment, the silver light flashed, a few sharks were thrown aside, a warm hand stretched out, and Gu Qingqiao was violently pulled out of the water.

If, letting me return to this world is just a joke from God, but when I meet you again, this joke will have meaning!

At this moment, the ancient Qingqiao, but it does not care whether it is meaningful or meaningless. Just now, he almost exhausted all his strength to control the spiritual flow in his body, only to deceive Mu Xiyun into not paying attention for a while. Now that the people were taken away, Gu Qingqiao began to worry about how to save himself.

Without the blood, the speed of spiritual power escape is greatly slowed down, but the spiritual power that leaves the body every moment is still very considerable. What is worse, the leakage of spiritual power also leads to a decrease in physical strength, and even the wounds on the body, It's not as fast as it used to heal. If it goes on like this, I am afraid that there will be problems with standing up soon.

Just now Mu Xiyun had put on a clean underwear for him, Gu Qingqiao got out of bed with difficulty, put on a robe, and opened the door as quietly as possible.

Outside the door, Mu Xiyuan was leaning against the wall in white clothes, her head lowered slightly, and she couldn't see her expression clearly in the dim light.

The door opened quietly, but he turned his head immediately and stood up straight.

"You..." Gu Qingqiao opened his mouth in astonishment, but didn't know what to say.

Mu Xiyun moved her stiff hands and feet expressionlessly, and stepped forward to catch his pulse.

Upon looking into it, Mu Xiyuan was shocked. The spiritual power in Gu Qingqiao's body dashed from left to right like a wild horse, and strands of it leaked out from the acupoints of his body.

Suffering such a serious injury, he still hides it!

Immortal Monarch Baiyi helped him back to the bed with a tense face, and pressed his back to input spiritual power to help him restrain his spiritual flow.

The time of a stick of incense passed, and the spiritual flow was a little smooth, but the outer flow could not be stopped.

Mu Xiyun helped him get out of bed, but his face was still bad, and he asked in a deep voice, "Where are you going?"

Gu Qingqiao's heart froze for a moment, his face softened immediately, and he shouted in a low and long voice: "Ayun~~"

Mu Xiyun raised her eyebrows and glanced at him, but the strength of her hand holding his wrist was much stronger, and she still asked blankly, "Where are you going?"

Gu Qingqiao had no choice but to laugh with him: "Liuhua Xiaozhu."

"Healing?"

"Well, someone there can help."

Mu Xiyun's face was still cold, but he still carefully helped him out of the room.

The two went down to the first floor, the uncle of the shopkeeper was taking a nap behind the counter, and Mu Xiyun tapped the counter lightly. Xiao Er opened his eyes in a daze, and saw a young man as bright as the moon standing in front of him.

"What do you need the guest officer?"

"Excuse me, how to get to the hairpin Xiaozhu?"

"Ah?..." Xiao Er stared blankly at Xianjun in front of him, and his heart was full of galloping horses.

"Huh?" Mu Xiyun frowned and shot cold eyes.

"Oh, oh." The shopkeeper's heart trembled when he met the cold eyes, and he quickly replied: "Go out of the alley, turn right, walk along Changshou Street to the end, and turn into Menggui. When you see a red tiled house, ."

Mu Xiyuan thanked Gu Qingqiao and walked out of the inn.

The shopkeeper was still dumbfounded, and the guest officer was so vacant that he could barely walk. Instead of going to the medical center, he went to the hairpin Xiaozhu. Today’s young people are really…

The two walked slowly down the street, Gu Qingqiao peeked at Mu Xiyun and asked softly, "Ayun, are you angry?"

Mu Xiyun didn't speak, just stared at the road under her feet.

"I didn't mean to lie to you."

Mu Xiyun turned to look at him, her eyes full of disbelief.

"I am..." What is it? Gu Qingqiao suddenly became dumb. It seems that there is really no reason, just afraid of A Yun's worry, just because he doesn't want him to see himself so embarrassed, he decides to hide it from him.

"Are we... friends?" Mu Xiyuan asked in a low voice, with a hint of sadness in her voice.

Hearing this, Gu Qingqiao raised his head, "Why do you ask this?"

Mu Xiyun stopped, and his clear eyes shot straight into Gu Qingqiao's eyes: "I thought, if it is a friend, if you are injured, we will find a solution together." He twitched the corner of his mouth, the light in his eyes dimmed slightly , "Am I thinking too much?"

"No!" Gu Qingqiao hesitated for a while and finally lowered his head and said, "It won't be like this again next time, okay?"

Mu Xiyun glared at him, "Do you still want to do something like an injury?" After saying that, she supported him and continued to walk forward.

Gu Qingqiao smiled softly.

The clouds in the sky dissipated, and the moonlight illuminated the long street. The two cuddled with each other and slowly walked to the end of Changshou Street.

It was already midnight, and along the way, except for the watchman, hardly anyone could be seen on the road. However, turning into this street, the eyes of the two suddenly lit up, and the street was brightly lit! On both sides of the street, large and small red lanterns swayed frivolously in the wind, the gauze curtains of the delicate small buildings were flying, and the rich fragrance of fat powder filled the streets. Along the road, crisp and pleasant voices and laughter swept over like waves.

"You two sons, come in and sit down!"

"Come on, come on, the girls here are the most beautiful!"

"Mengzhuxuan will have a performance by everyone from Qin tonight, won't the young masters come to see it?"

The beautiful girls were thinly dressed, their shoulders were half-bared, and the clouds and their temples were like a dream.

Mu Xiyun turned his head and stared at Gu Qingqiao, who smiled wryly with an embarrassed expression on his face, feeling that the little trust he had just built up with great difficulty was now dead without a place to be buried.