I was tricked by the yandere villain Master all the way to my ascension

Thinking of the broken look between Shen Yujin's eyebrows in the last scene, Jiang Lijiu raised his head suddenly.

"It's been three days and you finally woke up."

Jun Yan walked up to her quickly and supported her as she was on the verge of collapse, "Why is her face so pale? It seems like she has been sucked away by an evil spirit."

"fine."

As soon as Jiang Lijiu opened his mouth, he realized that his voice was hoarse.

"I know how to be brave." Jun Yan glanced at her, and then shouted outside the carriage, "Master, come in quickly."

"woke up?"

Han Qing held up the curtain and walked in slowly.

Seeing Jiang Lijiu's face as pale as paper, he was also startled, "How could it be like this? Did it hurt his consciousness?"

He hurriedly sat down by the desk and said, "I'll check it out for you."

"I'm fine." Jiang Lijiu tilted his head and his eyes fell on the man lying on the bench who was still awake.

His brows were furrowed, and his smooth forehead was covered with beads of sweat.

Her heart tightened, and she quickly came closer, took out the handkerchief from the ring, wiped it gently, and called in a low voice, "Master?"

Shen Yujin's eyes trembled slightly, but there was still no reaction.

Jiang Lijiu touched his cheek, and a hot feeling came from his fingertips.

She quickly turned around and said, "Would you like Immortal Lord Hanqing to check my master's pulse and see how he is doing?"

"it is good."

Immortal Lord Han Qing stepped forward, took Shen Yujin's slender wrist, and comforted him: "Don't worry, Mr. Shen has always been weak."

"For so many years, it is not unusual to hear that he is sick, especially after experiencing a dream weaving spell. If he can survive, it means he has survived the catastrophe."

Jiang Lijiu pursed his lips and said nothing, looking at the cold white skin on that thin long arm, with blue blood vessels clearly visible.

I knew he was weak, but I never thought he would be so weak.

In the world of cultivation, except for those injured in battles, even young disciples in the Zhiling stage who have just been able to inhale spiritual energy do not get sick often!

It's time to ask the answer given by the Demon King Wangyou, and prepare early to find the fairy that can reshape his spiritual roots. Only in this way will he not linger on the bed so often.

"what?"

Doubt flashed in Immortal Lord Han Qing's eyes.

Jun Yan on the side hurriedly approached, "How is my brother?"

Jiang Lijiu also looked over and saw the man holding back his hand and his voice was neither urgent nor slow.

"It's nothing serious, but my body is too weak and my mind is restless. I need to rest. I'm afraid I won't be able to travel in a few days."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Jiang Lijiu thoughtfully for a moment, and then slowly said: "Miss Jiang, hand over your hand and let me confirm something."

Jiang Lijiu brushed up his sleeves and placed his slender wrists on the rosewood table.

Under the cover of a handkerchief, Immortal Lord Hanqing began to diagnose the pulse.

As time passed, his frown deepened and he said without knowing why, "That's weird!"

"Normally, when you wake up from the dream weaving technique, except for those who are weak and sick for a few days, a middle-stage Golden Core monk like you shouldn't be like this."

"Demon Lord Ye Wuxin didn't take action directly, but he each took a piece of your soul energy. Is there any conspiracy in it?"

"Lost your soul energy?" Jun Yan heard this and said in surprise: "No wonder Jiang Lijiu's face is as white as a ghost."

"However, if the soul energy is taken away and not used to refine evil spells within three days, it will dissipate on its own. Even if it is injected into a spiritual weapon immediately, the possibility of success is not high."

"Because the evil cultivator will definitely use the complete soul to infuse the spirit weapon to make these, so that the work will not be in vain."

When she said this, she breathed a sigh of relief, "Anyway, the soul energy is just a ray of energy. It will recover after a few days of rest."

"Ah."

Jiang Lijiu nodded.

The carriage swayed and continued to move forward. She turned around and lifted the curtains on the carved window to look outside.

Smoke curled up from the end of the line of sight.

Thinking of the pear blossom village in her dream, her eyes moved slightly and she spoke calmly.

"Immortal Han Qing is busy in advance. There should be a village ahead. I will take Master to rest for a few days before we continue our journey."

"Alright."

Han Qing responded.

"The evil cultivator Shan Fei kidnapped the seriously injured Immortal Lord Yuan Zhen. This incident is undoubtedly a heavy blow to our world of cultivation."

"I received news two days ago that he has left the Imperial City of Wuling Kingdom and is on his way to the Endless Sea. There is really no time to delay."

Jun Yan couldn't help but let out a cold "hum" after hearing this.

"Master, is it for the world of cultivation, or for the [-] million middle-grade spiritual stones?"

"you……"

Before Han Qing could say a lesson, his disciple grabbed his arm.

"I don't care, my disciple. If you leave me again, I will jump into the endless sea and drown myself. My father, my uncle, and everyone in the Jun family will not let you go."

One looked helpless, the other acted coquettishly.

Jiang Lijiu converged his gaze and calmly smoothed a strand of hair in front of Shen Yujin's forehead.

"Owner."

A clear voice came from outside the curtain of the carriage door. It was the pet dragon of Immortal Han Qing who had transformed into a human form.

He stretched out his hand to lift the car curtain with a gold moiré pattern and looked inside.

"Weiyang Village has arrived."

"I'm sorry to trouble Immortal Lord these days. I'll go to Guifeng to visit you when I have time the next day."

Jiang Lijiu saluted with both hands.

Immortal Lord Hanqing waved his hand, "We are all our own people, so there is no need to be polite."

"Farewell."

"Miss Jiang, be careful on the road."

He wanted to get up to help, but he saw the slender girl picked up the man on the couch with extraordinary skill and turned around to leave.

It was getting dark.

Jiang Lijiu entered the village and found Li Zheng's house along the way.

The person who opened the door was a middle-aged woman. Seeing her hugging Shen Yujin, she was obviously stunned for a moment, "Is the girl looking for a relative, or is there any difficulty?"

"My brother and I are going to the Imperial City. Now he suddenly fell ill and needs a place to rest. Could you please help me?"

Seeing her embarrassment, Jiang Lijiu added, "I can give you some money and you can stay for a few days and then leave."

"You don't need the money. There is a place, but it's not very auspicious."

"It's okay, I'm not afraid."

The woman looked her over and said earnestly: "That house is in the north of the village. It was built within half a year and three people were already hanged."

"No one dares to live in that family now. They have all moved to the town. If you want to live there, be careful."

She walked out of the door, looked around, and whispered, "You are a delicate little girl, and your brother is sick. You must lock the door at night."

"It's hard to say whether ghosts will harm people or not. You must be on guard against unmarried gangsters in the village. If anything happens at night, be sure to come look for me."

"Well, I see."

The corners of Jiang Lijiu's lips curled up.

Then I saw the aunt running back into the courtyard and taking out a stick.

"I'll leave this for you to defend yourself. It's getting late. Go with Auntie so that you two, brother and sister, can rest early."

"Thank you."

"Why are you thanking me? Who doesn't have any difficulties when you are away from home?"

"Yes."

"How is your brother's illness? Do you want me to find someone to find a doctor to take a look at him?"

"Don't bother, old problem."

While talking, Jiang Lijiu had been taken to the north of the village.

The woman did not enter the yard, but stood outside the door and said a few more words before leaving.

After locking the courtyard door and packing everything, Jiang Lijiu was pulled into his arms and hugged tightly as soon as he returned to the room.

At the same time, a low and hoarse voice sounded in my ears, "Don't leave me."