The Concubine Ghost: Allure Summoner

In a dense forest, Wuyun was sitting under a tree holding Feng Yinxue, his black mask thrown aside.

While Wuyun used his spiritual power to keep Feng Yinxue alive, he called Feng Yinxue anxiously.

"Yin'er Yin'er" Wuyun hugged Feng Yinxue tightly with trembling hands. The fear in his heart made his words tremble. The blood stains on his snow-white robe were like blooming Manzhu Shahua, which was beautiful and sad.

"Miss, wake up, don't scare me." Han Xin was already crying so hard that she never expected that Feng Yinxue would be so hurt after not seeing her for a while.

It's all her fault, she should have gone along.

Leng couldn't bear to see Feng Yinxue injured like this, so he put his arm around Han Xin's shoulders and gave her some support.

Seeing Han Xin so sad, I felt distressed in my heart. Fortunately, it was not Han Xin who was injured.

Jie hurriedly checked the existing pills to see if he could find a pill to cure Feng Yinxue.

"Yin'er, don't sleep, be obedient and wake up."

Wuyun weakly wiped the blood from the corner of Feng Yinxue's lips over and over again, holding her hand tightly and sending a steady stream of spiritual power to Feng Yinxue.

However, the input spiritual power was like a stone sinking into the ocean, unable to slow down the deterioration of Feng Yinxue's injury at all.

Wuyun basically yelled at Jie to find the elixir quickly.

"Yin'er, wake up." Wuyun hugged Feng Yinxue with a pale face, his lips were trembling and bloodless.

For the first time, he had the urge to cry. He hated himself so much that he let Feng Yinxue go get the divine sword by herself. "Girl, I'm sorry. It's all my fault. I'm sorry."

"Don't leave me, please don't leave me."

He was so afraid that Feng Yinxue would leave like this, leaving him alone in this world to miss someone. His heart was clenched so tightly that he almost suffocated from the pain.

If Feng Yinxue had any shortcomings, he would not have the courage to live.

Because missing someone endlessly is too painful.

Feng Yinxue coughed and spit out a mouthful of blood.

She seemed to hear Wuyun's voice in a daze, and she was very anxious and distressed.

There was so much despair in her voice that her heart suddenly ached.

She didn't want Wuyun to be so desperate, she wanted to tell Wuyun that she was still alive and fine.

"I..." Feng Yinxue wanted to tell Wuyun that she was fine, but her mouth was blocked by a mouthful of blood.

"No, Yin'er, you'll be fine." He held Feng Yinxue's pale cheek with trembling fingertips. Wuyun suddenly waved his hand and poured out all the elixirs in his space, "Hurry up and find the elixirs. "

Leng looked at Wuyun who was almost out of control. It was the first time he saw that his master could lose control like this.

The master is a person who grew up on the clouds. He has always cared nothing about the life and death of others. Even their senior brothers cannot let him lose control like this.

It seems that Feng Yinxue is a very important person to the master.

Leng's hand around Han Xin's shoulders tightened. If Han Xin was injured at this time, he thought he would be so out of control. He sighed and comforted, "Believe me, Master's wife will be fine. Let's go help find the elixir."

Han Xin came back to his senses and suddenly found his direction. The tears on his face were not dry. He ran to the pile of pills with messy steps, picked up the pill bottles, and murmured, "Elixirs, look for pills, you must find pills." Miss Medicine."

After all, Han Xin had been following Feng Yinxue for so long, and Feng Yinxue would occasionally teach Han Xin about elixirs, so now it was not like she didn't even know what elixirs were.