The whole family is full of evil disciples, Master, don't panic, your disciples are here

Fu Xiuming clearly felt that his heart was hanging in the air, but when he saw Ji Xiuzhu's strange look, his heart skipped a beat.

What does she mean?

Touching his face and looking at him in a daze?

This, this, this, could it be that this good guy who has been single for hundreds of years is going to have a partner?

When Fu Xiuming thought of this, there was a little more tenderness in his eyes when he looked at Ji Xiuzhu.

Ji Xiuzhu originally just thought that Fu Xiuming's skin was in good condition, so her eyes sparkled for a moment, but when she saw Fu Xiuming's greasy eyes, she concentrated her strength on her palms.

Then there was a sound of "slap", and a distinct slap mark appeared on Fu Xiuming's cheek.

"Ji Xiuzhu! Are you possessed? Why are you hitting me?"

Fu Xiuming touched his burning cheek and became furious.

Seeing this, Ji Xiuzhu coughed twice, then said with a fixed gaze: "I will ask you again, do you recognize the person whose image was left in the stone just now?"

When Fu Xiuming saw Ji Xiuzhu had returned to his normal self, he straightened his clothes, sat up straight and said, "It's not that I don't want to say it, but I have a restriction on my body. Once I say anything, I will be wiped out. It's not easy for me to get to where I am today. If..."

He was speaking excitedly when Fu Xiuming's voice suddenly stopped. Then, Fu Xiuming's eyes began to glow red, and red and black threads began to spread from his neck to his cheeks. Since the area occupied most of Fu Xiuming's cheeks, his face looked even paler.

Ji Xiuzhu was shocked and immediately sealed Fu Xiuming's acupoints, making him unable to move, as if he had turned into a frozen sculpture.

She looked at Fu Xiuming carefully and instantly realized that the restrictions in his body were taking effect.

So, Ji Xiuzhu reached into the storage bag and took out a Huiyuan Guben Pill, then pinched Fu Xiuming's chin, and with a click, Fu Xiuming's tightly closed mouth opened like a machine coming out of a screw under Ji Xiuzhu's external intervention.

Immediately afterwards, Ji Xiuzhu fed the pill into Fu Xiuming's mouth.

After Fu Xiuming swallowed the pill, Ji Xiuzhu pinched his chin, and with another click, Fu Xiuming's chin returned to its original shape.

"How are you?" Ji Xiuzhu moved closer to Fu Xiuming, trying to check on his condition.

Fu Xiuming's eyes gradually blurred, and he said with difficulty: "It's okay...it's okay...I'm used to it."

Ji Xiuzhu frowned. She had to find a way to remove the restriction on Fu Xiuming. Otherwise, Fu Xiuming would be tortured to death by the restriction before she could ask the answer she wanted.

Thinking of this, Ji Xiuzhu reached out and dragged Fu Xiuming to a guest room in her courtyard.

Ji Xiuzhu threw Fu Xiuming onto the couch. Then Ji Xiuzhu turned around and waved his hand, and a barrier formed outside the room.

Seeing that the barrier was set up, she sat down cross-legged beside Fu Xiuming.

Fu Xiuming was already exhausted physically and mentally by the restriction, and his spiritual power was sealed by Ji Xiuzhu. Now he was thrown onto the bed by Ji Xiuzhu like a dead dog. He suddenly felt that being tortured to death by the restriction would be a good relief.

When Ji Xiuzhu saw Fu Xiuming sitting up, she formed seals with her hands, circulated her spiritual power, and scanned Fu Xiuming. She tried to detect the restrictions in Fu Xiuming's body.

As her spiritual power penetrated like a tide, Fu Xiuming's body began to tremble slightly, like a leaf falling or a branch breaking in the wind. A look of pain appeared on his face. He felt as if his skin was being cut by a knife. The pain was extraordinary.

Ji Xiuzhu couldn't help but frown when he saw Fu Xiuming's look.

Ji Xiuzhu: It is a soul-binding and life-locking restriction. This restriction is too overbearing. Only Meng Qishan can do such a thing. But what did Fu Xiuming know that she would disregard Fu Xiuming's life and place such a vicious restriction on him.

No matter what Meng Qishan thinks, the most urgent task is to break Fu Xiuming's ban.

However, if she tried to break this restriction by force, she would be injured and her realm might even plummet.

This gave her a headache.

If she was just injured, she could just take care of herself, but if her realm dropped drastically, she would be hunted down by her enemies, and I'm afraid...

But people are always curious like cats.

For the sake of the truth, she gritted her teeth and continued to increase the flow of spiritual power into Fu Xiuming's body.

At this moment, she had only one goal, that is, she must break this restriction!

As time passed, beads of sweat gradually appeared on Ji Xiuzhu's forehead, and Fu Xiuming's body trembled more and more violently.

Fu Xiuming: This crazy woman, is she trying to break the restriction by force? Doesn't she know that if she breaks the restriction by force, she might face a sharp drop in realm? Is she doing this desperate thing to save me?

Fu Xiuming couldn't guess what Ji Xiuzhu was thinking, but if he said that he had previously decided to join Ji Xiuzhu only because of the threat from the masked man.

At this moment, he really wanted to die for this crazy woman.

Ji Xiuzhu continuously mobilized the spiritual energy throughout his body, and he was already showing signs of exhaustion.

But she hadn't found the core of the restriction yet, so she held on to her will. Whenever her will collapsed, she bit her tongue to remind herself.

It was unknown how long it had passed, but just when Ji Xiuzhu's Taoism was about to break, her spiritual consciousness discovered an external force that did not belong to Fu Xiuming in the third cycle of Fu Xiuming's body.

Finally, with Ji Xiuzhu's unremitting efforts, she finally found the core of the ban, just like finding the direction of light in the darkness.

Then, Ji Xiuzhu concentrated his energy, summoned the Qi of the heavens, and began to break the restrictions bit by bit...

However, the process of breaking the restriction caused the cold poison in Ji Xiuzhu's body to erupt prematurely.

For a moment, the bone-gnawing pain and the backlash of the restriction combined, and Ji Xiuzhu felt that he was not far from death.

But even though she was trembling all over, she didn't show any intention of retreating.

After a while, there was a "bang" sound, and the external force that did not belong to Fu Xiuming was drawn out by Ji Xiuzhu, and then she stretched out her hand and crushed the restriction completely. Fu Xiuming spat out a mouthful of blood heavily, and the whole person collapsed on the couch.

When Ji Xiuzhu saw Fu Xiuming sleeping, he breathed a sigh of relief.

However, when she looked at her trembling hands, she was shocked to see that her palms were only skin and bones.

What she couldn't see was that the black hair on her forehead was gradually turning into some white strands.

Ji Xiuzhu didn't care about his injuries. He quickly regulated his breathing, then took out a bottle of pills from his storage bag and swallowed them like candy beans.

The medicine was taking effect quickly, and soon her complexion looked a little better.

She sat quietly by the bed, her eyes empty and her mind full of thoughts.

After calming down for a while, Ji Xiuzhu stopped paying attention to Fu Xiuming and stood up trembling.

Ji Xiuzhu stood up, staggering a little, and walked out of the room unsteadily. Before leaving, she did not forget to reset the barrier.

At this moment, she only felt that the coldness emitted by the white dragon's inner elixir was even stronger than before.

After returning to his room, Ji Xiuzhu sat cross-legged, circulating his spiritual power and feeling his own cultivation.

After this exploration, Ji Xiuzhu showed a bitter smile.

"Did he fall to the Nascent Soul stage?"

As she was speaking, Ji Xiuzhu could no longer hold back the churning in her stomach, and a mouthful of old blood poured out of her mouth.

Ji Xiuzhu covered his mouth with his hand, trying to stop the blood from gushing out, but in the end, he found that it was in vain.

On the contrary, the blood not only could not be stopped, but also flowed out from between her fingers.

"It's over. I'm going to die."

Ji Xiuzhu looked at the steaming blood in his hand, his consciousness gradually faded, and his body tilted and he was about to fall off the bed.

Just when Ji Xiuzhu was about to hit the ground with his head, a familiar lotus fragrance came over him, and Ji Xiuzhu slowly fell into a warm embrace.

Smelling the refreshing lotus fragrance, Ji Xiuzhu smiled.

"You're here again..."