The middle reaches of a river twenty miles north of Yangcheng is quiet, with few trees and a wide view.Because it is relatively close to Yangcheng, there are no other people nearby.

Lifting the knife was busy arranging many spirit-binding talismans around, and some places even put blasting talismans.

The flying boat was parked next to it, and it was directly used as a cave; the filled spirit stones were not collected, and the knife was ready at any time.

The little monster was relieved when he returned to the guest bedroom with the knife in hand.

"How is it?" Lifting the knife, he walked to the bedside and squatted down: "Is there any movement, Senior Brother Yun?"

"No." The mob turned his face: "Is he sick?"

Lifting the knife heaved a long sigh, and covered half of his face with one hand: "I don't know, Senior Brother Yun didn't tell me anything. It's a pity that I don't even have a pill for nourishing Qi and so on. No, I can't even give him a pill. Hey—"

Not to mention the spirit-replenishing pills, he didn't even have Bigu pills in his hand, so he didn't need them anyway.

The mob tilted his head: "What is the elixir?"

Although I was a little worried that I would disturb Yunqi, but I was a little afraid of being quiet when I raised the knife at the moment, so I explained softly to the mobs: "A round pill that is only half the size of a thumbnail. Depending on the herbs added, it will It emits different smells, which can cure diseases."

The mob thought for a while: "Is it the kind he gave you when you vomited blood last time?"

"Yes, that's it."

After raising the knife, he looked at Yunqi, Yunqi frowned and his lips were tightly closed.

Lifting the knife, he raised his hand to compare Yunqi's forehead, and then stroked Yunqi's forehead lightly, as if this could relieve Yunqi's pain.

"Is there no way to help Senior Brother Yun?"

"I don't know why he is sick, how can I help?"

Lifting the knife and withdrawing his hand, he looked at the pet bag on Yunqi's waist: "Senior brother Yun grabbed the pet bag to tell Xiaojin to stop barking before he fainted, and brother Yun's anomaly also started from the movement of the pet bag, so this pet must have question!"

The little monster also stared at the pet bag, and after a while: "There is still something blocking me, I can't see it."

Each cultivator's storage ring, storage bag, pet bag, etc. have corresponding formulas, and generally can only be opened by oneself. Of course, the master dies or the cultivator with a high level of cultivation erases the original owner's consciousness. , can also be opened, but now the thing in Yunqi's hand can't be opened even with a knife.

Lifting the knife, he sighed, and said to the little monster: "Little monster, I put a lot of spirit-binding talismans nearby, but I'm not at ease in the distance, you can go and see after you become invisible, come back as soon as possible if you have anything to do. ?"

"Okay." The little monster agreed, jumped outside, and disappeared with a "swoosh".

Ti Dao sat on the edge of the bed, looked at Yun Qi, and took out his notes to study.

The whole night passed when the little monster came back and went out again, flipped through his notes with a knife, and practiced characters in the void.

When the sun hit the guest room the next morning, Yunqi finally woke up.

Sitting next to Yunqi with a knife, he saw Yunqi first when he moved, and rushed to the head of the bed, his voice was soft: "Senior Brother Yun!?"

Yunqi moved a bit, his body was fine, but his head was still a little heavy, he squinted his eyes and glanced out of the window, he heard the sound of lifting the knife and turned his head again, seeing the anxious face lifting the knife, his heart was suddenly struck by an unknown Before he went up the mountain, he remembered the strict teachings of his parents. After going up the mountain, the master also cared about him, but it was different from the feeling he felt when he was lifting the knife. At this time, he didn't know what to say, just watched Picked up the knife and called out: "Li knife."

Lifting the knife, he opened his mouth and smiled: "Senior Brother Yun, how do you feel now?"

Yunqi closed his eyes and looked around his body: "It's all right."

Lifting the knife, he let out a long sigh of relief: "Huh—Senior Brother Yun, as long as you are fine, you really scared me yesterday."

Yun Qi wanted to sit up, and hurried over to help him with a knife, Yun Qi froze uncomfortably.

After yesterday's hug, Tidao was already a little used to contacting Yunqi, and he didn't care about Yunqi's sudden stiffness, and didn't say anything.

"...Well." Yunqi coughed lightly and said, "Thank you, Dao."

"No, Senior Brother Yun. I didn't help you at all, I didn't do anything."

He just found a place where no one was around and let Yunqi wake up naturally on his own. He was a little ashamed to hear Yunqi say thank you.

"Without you, I would have fallen from mid-air. You saved my life this time. Thank you is due."

"We're all a bit out of touch." Lifting the knife muttered and pulled his face, and saw Yun Qi stunned after speaking, and changed the subject: "Senior brother Yun, what happened to you yesterday? Has this happened before? "

Yunqi shook his head lightly upon hearing this.

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