You are planning something evil: Don’t come here, my yandere disciple.

Through Zhao Jingcheng's narration, Jiang Suiwan and the others learned something.

Zhao Jingcheng had a childhood sweetheart, his wife, and two daughters, but unfortunately his wife passed away a year or two after giving birth to his second daughter.

The eldest daughter of the city lord is called Zhao Huajun. She is a woman who has loved practicing martial arts and traveling since she was a child. It is said that she often goes on adventures to various beautiful and dangerous places alone.

We have lost contact for a long time now.

Jiang Suiwan asked the city lord, wasn't he worried about her safety?

The city lord sighed with a sad look on his face, his eyes full of distress but helplessness: "Oh, it's useless for me to worry about Hua Jun. This is her own choice. As a father, I can't force her to stay, right?"

"She has longed for the snow-capped mountains in the desert since she was a child. This is exactly the same as her mother. It's a pity that Ah Zhi is in poor health and can't walk far."

"Azhi was not able to go see the snow-capped mountains in person until the end. Unexpectedly, Hua Jun went there in the end."

"Hua Jun yearns for freedom. I can't restrain her, but I am worried about her safety, so I can only spend a lot of money to hire monks who know magic to protect her secretly."

Jiang Suiwan listened to him quietly and saw that his eyes were filled with longing and gentle love when he mentioned his wife.

Yun Feiyi sighed: "It's great for the eldest lady to have a father like you."

Wow, wow, when will the senior brother be able to tolerate her habit of reading scripts like this?

Zhao Jingcheng sighed after hearing this: "Oh, it's a pity that what I did as a father was actually a failure."

Jiang Suiwan was puzzled: "Where to start?"

"More than ten years ago, I failed to save Ah Zhi, and now I can hardly even save our child."

Jiang Suiwan: "Did something happen to the eldest lady?"

"No, it's my little girl."

Hearing this, Yun Feiyi, who had been listening to them, wondered: "Tangzhi? What happened to her?"

Yun Feiyi met the city lord's youngest daughter five years ago. She was a gentle, sensible and lovable little girl.

Did something happen to her?

Zhao Jingcheng stood up, his eyes were very red, and he said: "I almost forgot that Lord Yunxian has met Tangzhi. Tangzhi has been weak and sick since she was a child. I have been taking medicine to nurse her body back, so although she has been weak these years , but it’s considered safe and smooth.”

"It's just that not long ago, her body began to slowly weaken. I consulted famous doctors but couldn't do anything. In the end, I had no choice but to seek help from a medical practitioner."

Zhao Jingcheng's eyes were full of hatred, and he said: "The medical practitioner said that Tangzhi was entangled by an evil thing like a nightmare."

As soon as these words came out, Jiang Suiwan and Yun Feiyi looked at each other in unison.

Jiang Suiwan used his heart to send a message to Yun Feiyi: "Second Senior Sister, you have met the Second Miss Zhao. What do you think of her physique?"

Yun Feiyi recalled for a while and then said via voice: "It's very bad. Her yang energy is too weak and her vitality is exhausted. It is indeed easy to attract some evil things."

Jiang Suiwan thought about Yun Feiyi's words, and his anger was exhausted. This usually happens to people who are about to die.

But this second Miss Zhao has managed to survive for several years. From this point of view, Zhao Jingcheng has indeed put a lot of effort into her.

But everything went smoothly in the past ten years, so why are we suddenly being haunted by evil things now?

Zhao Jingcheng did not notice the exchange between the two of them. He said respectfully: "Two immortal monarchs, please come with me."

Jiang Suiwan retracted his thoughts and followed the two of them.

The three of them soon arrived at Zhao Tangzhi's room.

The room was slightly dark. After Jiang Suiwan and the others entered, the maid who had been guarding the bed came up to them and saluted.

Zhao Jingcheng: "How is Tangzhi doing?"

The maid's eyes were red and swollen, and she looked as if she had just cried. "Miss, she just coughed up blood again."

"What?!" Upon hearing this, Zhao Jingcheng immediately went to check. After a while, he breathed a sigh of relief, turned to the maid and said, "Go down and rest first."

"Yes."

After the maid withdrew, Zhao Jingcheng looked at Jiang Suiwan and the others solemnly.

Lying on the bed was a girl about fifteen or sixteen years old, with gentle and beautiful eyebrows and a pale complexion that had not seen the light of day for a long time.

She seemed to be experiencing great pain, so even in her sleep, she frowned tightly, with bulging veins on her forehead and dripping with cold sweat.

Because Jiang Suiwan took care of Xiao Shen Qi, he also did some research on pharmacology. He stepped forward to investigate Zhao Tangzhi's condition. As soon as he got close, he found that her soul was entangled in a thick black mist. Jiang Suiwan was stunned as he was filled with evil and resentment.

Although sick and weak people are prone to attract evil things, this was the first time he had seen such evil things attracting such deep resentment.

Besides... Jiang Suiwan calmly sent a message to Yun Feiyi, saying: "Second Senior Sister, there is something wrong with the evil spirit in her body."

"What did the junior brother discover?" Yun Feiyi looked at the spiritual power wrapped around Zhao Tangzhi, and continued to transmit the message: "Then what do the junior brothers plan to do now?"

"I will help suppress these things on her first. It may be difficult to remove them. You must first find the source of them before they can be eliminated."

"Ah."

Jiang Suiwan used his spiritual power to wrap the black mist on Zhao Tangzhi's body, and then slowly compressed them together and rushed them to a corner of Zhao Tangzhi's body to temporarily suppress them.

He originally wanted to pull the black mist out directly, but the black mist seemed to have grown in Zhao Tangzhi's bone marrow. Even if he pulled Zhao Tangzhi slightly, his orifices would twitch and bleed. Jiang Suiwan did not dare to act rashly, so he could only temporarily suppress.

As time passed by, the frowning eyebrows of the sleeping Zhao Tangzhi gradually relaxed, and his face was no longer as pale as before.

The city lord watched quietly from the side, even breathing slowly.

Finally, he looked at Jiang Suiwan who retracted his hand, his watery eyes filled with gratitude.

"Thank you, Immortal Lord, for saving my daughter! Such a great favor..."

He was interrupted by Jiang Suiwan before he finished speaking, "I only temporarily stopped the loss of her vitality. The root cause of her declining vitality has not yet been solved."

The city lord was silent for a while, then asked: "...Does Xianjun mean that Tangzhi can't be saved?"

Jiang Suiwan saw his worry and comforted him: "No, there is help, but it's just a little tricky."

He thought for a while and said, "The city lord needs to prepare some things. Only when everything is ready can he proceed with the next step of treatment for the second lady."

Zhao Jingcheng became excited when he heard this: "It's good if there's help, it's good if there's help! Xianjun, tell me what you need, I'll send someone to prepare it immediately!"