Hey, you are reborn too?

Xie Yongwei was really confused by him.

After all, isn't it a good thing that the poison can be cured?

Could it be that Jiang Mian still wants to coexist with this "one death and one life" for the rest of his life?

Could it be that he has some masochistic tendencies and enjoys the pain that comes with the poison? No way?

Xie Yongwei thought about it and changed his words. He felt that he couldn't doubt Jiang Mian without any evidence: "Is this poison still useful to you?"

Jiang Mian's originally drooping eyelids slowly turned upwards, and there seemed to be a ripple of light in his eyes: "Yes."

Xie Yongwei understood. So that's it.

She stroked her chin, thought seriously, and decided to remind Jiang Mian: "But if this poison is not cured, it is very likely that your life will be in danger. You have to think about it carefully."

A look of struggle appeared on Jiang Mian's face.

When Xie Yongwei looked at him steadily, that look disappeared again.

He even managed to force a smile at Xie Yongwei: "It's nothing, don't worry."

Xie Yongwei was almost laughing at him. What did he mean by nothing? Was he a doctor, or was he a doctor? Even if he was showing off, there had to be a limit.

But she didn't dare to do anything real. After all, in Jiang Mian's current state, he might not be able to withstand any stimulation.

After enduring for a long time, Xie Yongwei gritted her teeth.

Anyway, he said it was okay and he didn't want me to worry about him. His intention was good, but the result was not good.

Since he doesn't want me to worry, I'll just fulfill his wish.

"Then you should take a good rest first," Xie Yongwei stood up from the bed and slowly turned around, "Whenever you want to detoxify, come find me."

The sheets behind me rustled.

Xie Yongwei guessed that it was Jiang Mian who struggled to get up.

As expected, some cold fingertips clasped her wrist: "Awei, don't leave, stay here with me, okay?"

Xie Yongwei's lips curled up into a smile, but her tone was full of helplessness: "To be honest, I am really worried about you, this poison."

As she spoke, Xie Yongwei sighed slowly.

She didn't turn around because she was too lazy to put on that lonely look.

The hand clasped around Xie Yongwei's wrist tightened: "Awei, I know you are worried about me, but this poison really can't be easily cured."

Xie Yongwei curled the corner of her mouth. This poison cannot be easily cured.

Not to mention that no one has ever found a solution from ancient times to the present.

For example, we know nothing about the formula of this poison, and we also have no idea what kind of medicinal herbs should be used to target it.

Xie Yongwei sincerely doubted that even her master, the current Master of the Medical Immortal Valley, probably didn't have a solution.

I finally got Jiang Mian to take on this difficult challenge.

And Jiang Mian didn't appreciate this kindness?

It is impossible to say that she is not unhappy, but Xie Yongwei is not an unreasonable person. She heard what Jiang Mian said just now. This poison cannot be easily cured.

Xie Yongwei exhaled silently, thinking: "Will the detoxification have any adverse effects on you?"

Jiang Mian frowned for a moment, then relaxed his brows.

His eyes, which originally had a sparkling brilliance, now slowly turned into a pool of stagnant water.

Xie Yongwei heard his voice: "This poison is tied to my martial arts."

Xie Yongwei was a little confused by what she heard, but thinking about the holy medicine, the holy son, and the Tianhong Sect, she suddenly remembered that life and death were necessary for practicing the "Tianhong Heart Method" in the Tianhong Sect.

I heard that this Tianhong Heart Method is a secret that has never been passed down by successive sect leaders.

Then, as the young master of the Tianhong Sect, Jiang Mian, does he also need to practice the so-called "Tianhong Heart Method"?

If you want to practice, you will inevitably have to carry death and life with you.

Feeling a little depressed, Xie Yongwei sighed softly, stretched out her other hand, and held the boy's cool fingertips: "Without this poison, will you become a useless person?"

Jiang Mian's fingertips, which were not hot to begin with, became even colder.

He was silent for a moment, then said vaguely, "Maybe."

Xie Yongwei also fell silent.

Based on their interactions over the past few days, it was not difficult for her to discover Lord Longyin's powerful, almost terrifying internal strength, as well as his unexpectedly superb martial arts.

As the saying goes, wealth and honor are achieved through risk.

Jiang Mian's martial arts skills probably came at a price and were exchanged for other things.

But Xie Yongwei did not expect that what she would exchange for this amazing martial arts would be Jiang Mian's life.

Feeling the heavy atmosphere, Jiang Mian raised his head and saw the girl lowering her eyes. He couldn't help but comfort her: "It's okay, I know this poison well, it won't be a big deal for a while."

Xie Yongwei knew that what he said made sense.

And hearing him speak so confidently, it seemed as if he had been dealing with this poison for decades.

Familiar, indifferent, yet vaguely cautious.

Xie Yongwei raised her eyebrows and asked with interest: "Oh, why are you so sure?"