Immortal and Demon Cultivation

There are three stone houses in the yard, only the middle one has the light on.

That is where Zuo Qiu was imprisoned.

Pushing open the door, Zuo Qiu, dressed in white, sat on the edge of the bed in a daze.

Guan Shaoqin was kind to Zuo Qiu. He not only changed her bloody clothes, but also healed her injuries.

At this moment, Zuo Qiu looked much more energetic than last night at the foot of Yunlai Peak.

But his face was still very pale.

Seeing Yang Yishuang and Yang Linger coming hand in hand, Zuo Qiu immediately stood up.

As soon as Yang Yishuang saw Zuo Qiu, she started to cry, put down the food box, and rushed to hug her.

He choked with sobs and said, "Qiu'er! Are you okay?"

After Zuo Qiu rebelled against the Xuantian Sect, he has been living in the Western Region Temple. After more than eight years, seeing his former good sisters, he was naturally filled with emotions.

Yang Ling'er said slowly: "Don't just cry. We can't stay here for too long. If you have anything to say, just say it quickly."

With that said, she slowly walked to the stool and sat down.

She and Yang Yishuang were not familiar with each other. Part of the reason why she agreed to Yang Yishuang to take her to see Zuo Qiu this time was because she wanted to hear what the two of them had said, and maybe there would be some useful news.

The two girls let go of their embrace and wiped away tears.

Zuo Qiu took Yang Yishuang's hand, sat on the edge of the bed, and said, "Shuang'er, Xiaochuan is not dead! He showed up last night! How is he now?"

Yang Yishuang choked and said: "Xiaochuan is fine, he has escaped."

Zuo Qiu knew all about it when they were in front of Yunlai Peak.

Later, she was taken away by the people from Piaomiao Pavilion, and she didn't know what happened next.

Let Yang Yishuang talk about what happened next.

Yang Yishuang always thought that Ye Xiaochuan had been connected with Zuo Qiu these years, and it was Zuo Qiu who protected Ye Xiaochuan.

Through chatting, I found out that Zuo Qiu had never seen him before last night, and there was no news about her.

This made Yang Yishuang wipe his tears and curse Ye Xiaochuan for being a heartless man.

Zuo Qiu shook his head and said: "He's not! As soon as I was in danger, he immediately showed up to save me regardless of everything. This kind of man is a real man.

I was very satisfied to see him before I died. "

Yang Yishuang said angrily: "You are too good to him. Every time you speak for him, you always think about him! Don't let me see him, otherwise I will break his legs!"

Two women, for the same man, began to shed tears again.

At dawn, Ye Xiaochuan sat on the jade stone platform to the west of Duantian Cliff, gently shaving his cheek with a sharp blade.

The breath accumulated over the years slowly fell.

Gradually, a resolute cheek like a knife appeared in front of Shangguan Yu.

After shaving, Ye Xiaochuan fetched water and washed his hair.

The originally fluffy and messy long hair was combed meticulously.

The appearance has not changed much from before.

It's just that his expression is firmer and his skin is darker.

There was also a vicissitude in his eyes that was completely inconsistent with his age.

Shangguanyu was making breakfast and millet porridge. Ye Xiaochuan did not disturb her work, and she did not disturb Ye Xiaochuan who was tidying up herself.

After Shangguan Yu finished cooking the millet porridge, he walked to Ye Xiaochuan.

At this moment, Ye Xiaochuan has returned to his appearance eight years ago.

The man seems to be back.

He sat cross-legged on the jade platform, untied the gauze wrapped around his body, and changed his dressing.

In the battle the night before yesterday, he had more than ten wounds on his body, and the others were all skin injuries. The most serious one was the sword slashed on his back by the elder of Piaomiao Pavilion.

Fortunately, the demon's wings blocked most of the sword's power, otherwise the sword would have split Ye Xiaochuan into two pieces.

Fortunately, Ye Xiaochuan had a high level of cultivation and had the immortal elixir on him. In just two days, the wound had begun to heal.

Seeing that Ye Xiaochuan was struggling to change the dressing on the wound on his back, Shangguan Yu hesitated for a moment and squatted down.

Said: "Let me help you."

Ye Xiaochuan took a look and said, "Thank you."

Shangguan Yu said nothing.

She didn't know why she couldn't hate Ye Xiaochuan.

I don’t know why I want to change the medicine for my murderous enemy.

The medicine was quickly changed. Ye Xiaochuan got dressed, took out the wine jar, and started drinking again.

Shangguan Yu said: "The rice porridge is cooked, let's eat some."

Ye Xiaochuan shook his head slightly and said again: "I'm not hungry."

Shangguan Yu didn't force it. She filled two bowls of rice porridge, ate one bowl herself, and put the other bowl next to Ye Xiaochuan. As for whether Ye Xiaochuan would eat it or not, it was up to him.

After a while, Ye Xiaochuan handed the empty bowl to her.

Said: "Pack up, we will leave here later."

Shangguan Yu said: "Leave?

Where to go? "

Ye Xiaochuan looked to the east and said, "Guanzhong, Chang'an."

Shangguan Yu was greatly surprised and said: "The place where you got rid of Su Xiaoyan is in Guanzhong. Now the land of Guanzhong is probably full of cultivators. If you go to Guanzhong at this time, aren't you throwing yourself into a trap?"

Ye Xiaochuan said: "It's been two days, someone should have reacted and come to Tianshan to search.

After they have searched Guanzhong, they will not search the second wave, so now Guanzhong is the safest. "

Shangguan Yu was confused for a while and said: "Even if there are fewer cultivators in Guanzhong now, there are still a lot of them. You just lead me there in such a big way?"

Ye Xiaochuan said: "That's why I asked you to tidy up, and I will change your appearance later."

Guanzhong, Lantian County dozens of miles south of Chang'an.

A little girl was walking on the street of Lantian County. She walked very slowly, looking at both sides of the street.

Her eyes were full of nostalgia and sadness.

Behind the little girl, there was a huge black and white bear.

On the back of the bear was a fat old man with white hair.

These two people and one bear were naturally the storyteller, Yuan Xiaolou, and Fan Tong.

Every year, Yuan Xiaolou would stubbornly ask her grandfather to return to Lantian County to live for a few days.

She still couldn't let go of that man.

She always thought that the man would come back here.

Walking into Huaihua Lane, it was no different from seven years ago. The long and shabby alley seemed to overlap light and shadow. Yuan Xiaolou saw his former self, pushing a wheelchair, coming from the other end of the alley.

Then he passed through her body and walked to the street not far away.

Yuan Xiaolou suppressed the sadness in his heart and came to the yard.

Seeing that the street door of the yard was still locked, she couldn't help but shed a few tears.

He...that man, after all, never came back.

The old storyteller fell off the back of the rice bucket.

He cursed: "You little girl, you just left here less than half a year ago and you are back again. If you want to see that little boy, then let's go to Kunlun Mountain quickly.

Since the two of them didn't rescue Zuo Qiu, they will definitely rescue him again. As long as we go to the sacred mountain, we will definitely be able to stop him!"

Yuan Xiaolou said softly: "I don't want to see him. I know that he followed Uncle Wang to the Wanhu Ancient Cave in Qilin Mountain.

If I want to see them, I will go to Qilin Mountain to find him directly."

The old storyteller said: "You say one thing and mean another! You are asking for trouble, girl! I don't care about your little business! Hurry up and open the door, I have to go in and pee! You want to hold me to death!"