The morning light slowly.
Xiao Zi leaned on the small couch, looking at the sunrise outside the pavilion.
Last night, he was ill, urgent and fierce. Although there is still a fever that has not gone away at the moment, but it is a rare night to sleep well, he has improved slightly.
Thanks to her.
Xiao Zi retracted his gaze from outside the pavilion, and turned to the "heritor" who was sleeping soundly with the back of his hand resting on his back.
It's another half an hour, she hasn't woken up yet, and his hands are already numb on her pillow.
She had lost blood and was weak, and the blood was not moving smoothly, but her hand had been put on the pillow all night, and now Xiao Zi only felt that the whole arm seemed to belong to her.
… Forget it, when her merits and demerits are equal.
At this time, Xiao Zi saw that Ming Shan finally appeared outside the pavilion.
only…
Why does Mingshan look so ugly
And... even the Poison Vein's Great Elder is here? Still carrying a bunch of poisonous disciples
Xiao Zi saw that each of them looked dignified, talking with each other.
He suddenly remembered—
Yinting—It can cut off the cold wind and frost from the outside world, but at the same time, it will also cut off the sound of the outside world. In addition, last night, he slept very deeply and was almost unconscious. Therefore, it is very likely that Ming Shan has come to look for him long ago. , But he didn't know.
As for Yunqing...
This fool must have been tired to sleep at that time, and he didn't even know anything.
Mingshan's spirit power realm was insufficient, and he couldn't notice the existence of Yinting.
On this point, he was negligent.
Xiao Zi tried it for a moment... According to Mingshan's temperament, that guy was worried almost all the time. For a while, he was afraid that he would use his spirit power to cause old injuries, and for a while, he was afraid that he would go into the night round country and ascend the fairy formation...
During this period of time, Ming Shan almost instantly changed from that stupid boy who didn't even dare to say a word a few years ago to a nag.
If he didn’t find himself... and found xue where they left last night...
Xiao Zi looked at the Poison Vein disciples outside, and only felt a headache.
But he is still inconvenient to show up at this time...
He doesn't like to expose weaknesses in front of people.
There are many disciples outside. As the Lord, he has always kept the news of his serious illness as far as possible, only a few confidant elders know.
Even if there are rumors from the outside world, he always conceals his face in front of people very well, without leaving a trace.
His fingertips moved slightly, releasing a trace of soul power—
Now, although people from outside still can't see this hidden pavilion, they inside the pavilion can snoop and listen to the sounds of the outside world.
Outside the pavilion—
Mingshan's crying voice immediately spread into the hidden pavilion clearly and incomparably—
"Elder, look at the blood here—"
Ming Shan pointed to the bloodstain under the tree, his face was full of horror and worry:
"Last night, I separated from the Lord here. The Lord said that he wanted to enjoy the moon by myself and drove me back. I went back to the nearby inn. I was afraid that the Lord would be unwell, so I should go to pick him up earlier. The Lord is better. As soon as it gets dark, I came to search, but... I searched everywhere, and I didn't find the Lord's shadow! I only saw the blood here..."
At the end of the day, Mingshan's eyes were red.
The grand elder's face is extremely heavy. He knows the physical condition of the Lord. I am afraid that the Lord was ill last night, and... The blood loss has reached this point. I want to come, I am afraid that the illness will come to the mountain.
It's just... The Lord is dragging the sick body. He should not go far. Where did he go
"Go find it!" The Great Elder instructed the disciples of Poison Vein.
As a result, the Poison Vein disciples began to search around wildly.
Xiao Zi looked at the scene outside the pavilion with a faint gaze—it would be okay if it was just the poison vein coming, but what he was worried about now was...
Mingshan won't even notify others, right
This idea just
As soon as Xiao Zi heard outside the pavilion, the elder said to Ming Shan:
"Don't worry, Lord Feng is nearby. I have already notified her. She said she will come over immediately. If you count the time, it should be almost here!"
Ming Shan nodded: "It's still the Great Elder who wants to be thoughtful. Lord Feng knows Lord Xiao best. If she comes, she will definitely be able to save Lord Xiao in time!"
…
…
Inside the pavilion.
After hearing this, Xiao Zi felt that this time was over.
Innocent...
His majesty as a master is about to be compromised again...
Now, it's not that he really goes out to show up, it's not that he doesn't show up.
At this time, Yun Qing was also awakened by the noisy noise outside. She rubbed her eyes and said in doubt:
"What's the matter? So many people came all at once? And, look at their clothes... They seem to be... poisonous people?"
After asking a few questions, Yun Qing turned his head to Xiao Zi again.
It was dark last night, under the moonlight, his face was already beautiful and compelling, and now it is bright today, Yun Qing can see Xiao Zi's face more clearly, and can't help but sigh inwardly—there is such a sky in the world. Yan peerless man.
It's a pity that his pale and sick face looked extraordinarily cold.
Yun Qing asked with concern: "How do you feel when you wake up?"
Xiao Zi moved her palm that was stiffened by her when she slept, and said calmly, "It's okay."
Yun Qing was obviously not very satisfied with his answer.
"Anyway, if you ask you anything, you won't say, I'll try it myself." Then, she put her head on Xiao Zi's forehead, and after touching it, she frowned, "This is what you said. Is it okay?"
The high fever did not go away at all!
Xiao Zi slowly took her hand off: "My disciple is coming."
Yun Qing was stunned: "Huh?"
But he heard him say again: "I can't let her see how I'm getting sick."
After listening, Yun Qing nodded in a daze: "Then... What do you want me to do for you?"
She remembered that he said last night that he was the most beloved in his heart, and it should be the disciple he said.
Xiao Zi pondered for a moment: "... Will it be tied?"
Yun Qing hesitated for a while: "I used to... only tie my dad's hair."
Xiao Zi coughed a few times and got up from the couch: "Try it." After a pause, he said, "You turn around first."
Yun Qing obediently complied.
For some reason, when the man became ill last night, she was so fierce towards her that she didn't have a trace of fear.
But now, he is clearly still dragging the seriously ill body, and his attitude towards her has even improved a lot, but after listening to him, she can hear a kind of superior aura.
This kind of aura, he didn't deliberately reveal it, but... naturally, as if it was born with it, he couldn't hide it.
With just this thought, Yun Qing began to soberly realize that the man in front of him might have an identity that she could not reach.
After a while, Yun Qing heard him say: "Okay."
So Yun Qing turned around and saw that he had changed from the blood-stained shirt last night and put on another dark purple robe. Every pattern in the robe was very delicate and gorgeous, absolutely extraordinary. People can afford it.
Such a generous robe, worn on his body, is extremely beautiful.
Moreover, the exquisite robes seemed to cover up a lot of his illness.
But Yun Qing looked at him like this, but only felt a little distressed.
He handed her the hairpin and comb: "Come on."
Yun Qing tied his hair and helped him take care of his clothes by the way-his robes were casually dressed, and two buttons were wrongly fastened. At first glance, he was used to being served.
Finally, she took a deep breath: "It's okay."
Xiao Zi looked outside the pavilion, somewhere in the sky
There was a soft look in his eyes: "Well, just right, she is here too."
Yun Qing followed his gaze and saw an unforgettable scene in her life:
In the sky, a snow-white dragon appeared first, and when I looked closely, I found out that on the dragon’s horns, there was also a woman in white clothes who looked like an immortal...
The woman flew by dragon, as if in the clouds.
After flying closer, Yun Qing saw her face.
She is beautiful, it seems that all the beautiful scenery of mountains and rivers will fade in front of her.
Is she... his disciple
It seems that they are about the same age.
At this moment, Yun Qing heard again that the poisonous elder outside was leaning over to bow respectfully to the woman, and called her: "Holy Lord Feng."
… Feng… Lord
Poison vein
Yun Qing's head went blank suddenly, and she stared blankly at the purple-clothed man in front of her.
Subconsciously, she stepped back a few steps and muttered in a low voice: "You are Xiao..."
However, Xiao Zi never looked at her, even heard her voice.
His gaze has always been fixed on Feng Wuxie outside the pavilion...
Outside the pavilion—
Feng Wuxie, after listening to Mingshan talking with the elder, staring at the blood on the ground for a long time, she was not busy looking around, but closed her eyes and released a fine and dense soul detection power. .
Inside the pavilion—
Looking at Feng Wuxie's actions, Xiao Zi curled up the corners of her lips and smiled.
His disciple is the smartest disciple in the world.
If she wants to find him, it will be effortless.
… Sure enough.
But before a while, Feng Wuxie opened his eyes and said to the elder:
"Let the disciples come back, no need to look for it, my master is here."
The great elder was very confused at Mingshan:
"The Lord is here, so why didn't we see it??"
Feng Wuxie didn't rush to answer, but took a few steps forward, and finally stopped at a place with great precision.
There was clearly nothing where she stopped.
But she just looked at the empty place and smiled faintly: "Master, is hide-and-seek fun? My eyes are bad, don't you remove the barrier?"
And at the moment.
The direction Feng Wuxie was facing was Yinting!
Xiao Zi and her were only close at hand by a transparent hidden wall.
The smile on Xiao Zi's lips became thicker and thicker. He spread out his palms and removed the last barrier of Yinting—
Thus, the hidden pavilion has become the most common viewing pavilion.
Everyone looked at the empty place in shock, the Hua Ting that suddenly appeared, and the lazy and leisurely Xiao Zi in the pavilion.
"I have come to the early dream of being a teacher again, why? Are you here to accompany you to watch the scenery as a teacher?"
Xiao Zi joked to Feng Wuxie as always.
It seemed that from last night to now, he was really just watching the scenery comfortably, seeing that he was asleep, and he had just woke up.
Feng Wuxie didn't say anything, so she went to him and handed him a nine-pin medicine pill directly:
"This is what I practiced. According to the records of the Vientiane Needle Book, some soul-purifying power has been melted. Although it is not very effective for you, it is better than nothing. You eat first, and then talk to me—"
The corners of Xiao Zi's mouth twitched, without moving.
Xiao Wuxie is really getting less and less cute. Every time their master and disciple meet is so rare, wouldn't she say something else
Seeing that Xiao Zi didn't move, Feng Wuxie lowered his voice, pressed it to his ear, smiled faintly, and warned:
"I think, Master, you shouldn't want me to give you medicine forcibly in front of so many elite disciples of Poison Vein, right?"
Xiao Zi: "..."
The rebel, actually threatening him
(End of this chapter)