The vicious master always loves to die

Yan Xici was so stiff that he couldn't move, and his heart was already screaming like a chicken. When he opened his eyes and saw Ji Moze's big face, it was too exciting to accept!

"You you you, what do you want to do!" Did he wear it again?In the past, at least I gave him a buffer, but this time, it's too exciting, too scary!

Shaking like a sieve, but he couldn't move, which made him sweat and have a splitting headache... Wait, why does his head hurt like it exploded...

It was as if his consciousness had been torn apart, causing Yan Xici to let out a muffled groan, cold sweat overflowed from the corners of his forehead, and his rosy face suddenly turned pale again.

"Don't move," Ji Moze said softly, "You really offended me just now...but your spiritual consciousness is damaged, and the devilish energy penetrates your body and five internal organs... If you don't treat it properly, your bones will be damaged and your sea of ​​consciousness will be shattered."

"Treatment, treatment?" Yan Xici looked at the other party suspiciously, and gradually figured out that something was wrong. This place was exactly the same as the inn building where he stayed before, and the demonic aura around him could still be seen faintly.So...he didn't time travel?

"It was a matter of urgency just now, and Chu came up with such a bad plan out of desperation... so he had no choice but to get it out of his mouth." Ji Moze frowned, with a look of worry and self-blame, "but Chu's cultivation is superficial, and he can't put you in your body." I forced out all of my devilish energy... I am ashamed."

Ah... oh... This may be the same as artificial respiration in CPR, purely breathing through the mouth, but the breathing is spiritual...

It's not Ji Moze, it's a benefactor, it's not Ji Moze, it's a benefactor.Yan Xici continued to comfort himself with a wooden face, trying to wash away the shock just now and the shadow cast on him by Ji Moze.

Head bursting pain, but the body has warmed up a lot. Compared with the previous cold state, at this moment, he can lift his hands and feet a little, turn over and so on.

Just as he was about to move, Chu Mo softly spoke to stop him: "Don't move, your wound is still bleeding."

Wanting to raise his head, Chu Mo stopped him in a disapproving tone: "Your sea of ​​consciousness is damaged, and if you move around, you will have a splitting headache."

Yan Xici didn't believe in evil, he shook his head, and then his brain almost burst from the sharp pain, and then he didn't dare to move, and lay upright, maintaining his original posture.

"Where is my senior brother... and Uncle Wang..." He said hoarsely, feeling his throat was burning with pain, and it was uncomfortable.

"They..." Ji Moze paused for a moment, and after he glanced with his spiritual sense, one was seriously injured and the other was in a coma, and Wang Zhenren was treating them, "They are fine, just take the pill later."

"What about the skeleton..." Only then did Yan Xici remember that the skeleton had tried to take his body away earlier. He thought it was over this time, but he didn't expect to see Chu Mo when he opened his eyes again.Strange, isn't Chu Mo an ordinary disciple of the Medicine Sect? How did he deal with that weird skeleton?

Aww...why even thinking about it makes my brain hurt!While thinking about why Chu Mo appeared here and where that weird skeleton went, the pain hit him unexpectedly.Yan Xici closed his eyes and endured waves of stinging pain, but whenever he moved, it was like shaking his brain with a needle, and the pain made him shiver.

"Don't move..." Ji Moze stretched out his hand to cover Yan Xici's forehead, carefully mobilized the spiritual energy in his body, and combed his damaged sea of ​​consciousness until he stretched his eyebrows and eyes again.

"Thank you..." Yan Xici spoke weakly, and decided to put aside his doubts for the time being, and lay down peacefully.

"The devilish energy in your body is raging. If you don't get rid of it as soon as possible, it will go deep into your heart and bone marrow... If you use your spiritual power later, it will be like a sharp knife cutting..." Every time Ji Moze said a word, Yan Xici's face turned pale.He is not a young master Jiao who can't afford to suffer, but he doesn't want to try this kind of bone-piercing, needle-pricking pain again.The pain of being torn apart by the sea of ​​consciousness alone is already unbearable, and it is unimaginable to add the pain of being cut by an invisible knife... This reminded him of a very famous torture - Ling Chi.

"Then, what should I do..." Yan Xici looked at Ji Moze with a pale face, asking for help, "Uncle Master..."

Seeing the helpless and hesitant eyes of the master, Ji Moze's chest swayed, and the gentleness on his face could hardly be restrained.He turned his head away to prevent Master from seeing his hideous face, and he turned back only after he suppressed his emotions again.

"This..." Ji Moze showed a somewhat embarrassed expression, hesitated to speak, and finally spoke after a while, "It's just that Ru just... can quickly force out the devilish energy."

Just now... Yan Xici recalled the previous scene of mouth-to-mouth 'breathing breath', his pale face suddenly flushed with blood, and then turned livid again, the three colors intertwined, it was wonderful.

"Do not……"

Yan Xici gritted his teeth and suppressed his face to refuse, but he heard the other party sigh softly: "If my cultivation base is higher, I won't let my nephew suffer so much..."

The beautiful young man showed a melancholy expression, as if he blamed himself.It has to be said that Chu Mo, whose appearance is exactly the same as that of the male lead, has a good appearance. When he frowned and showed a worried expression but blamed himself for his lack of ability, Yan Xici felt guilty instead.

"Uncle Master...it's none of your business, it's me...it's because my skills are not as good as others... Uh!" As soon as he spoke, there was a big movement, and the pain made him tremble immediately, the demonic energy in his body broke out, double severe pain Down, cold sweat soaked his back.

"Master..." Ji Moze hurriedly put him down, seeing Master trembling in pain, he said in a low voice, "I've offended you."

Yan Xici was so delirious from the pain that he didn't hear what the people around him said clearly. He just felt something soft and wet pressed against him. Then the coldness raging in his body gradually eased, and then a pure spiritual power passed through him. Lips come over...

After all the evil energy in his body was eliminated, Ji Moze took out a soul nourishing pill from Sumi mustard, and carefully stuffed it into his mouth.

The soul-raising pill has a hint of sweetness of honey, and it turns into pure aura after ingestion, quickly nourishing the damaged soul.Seeing Master's pale and sweaty brows gradually unfolding, Ji Moze breathed a sigh of relief.

If it wasn't for the fear of arousing suspicion, he would have already taken out those heavenly holy products for his master to take... But he is just a small golden core real person now, once he took out these things, it would be difficult to justify himself.

Yan Xici felt warm all over his body, and the tingling pain was relieved a lot. He couldn't help but smacked his lips, feeling that the taste of Yanghun Pill was a bit familiar... It wasn't the taste of the supplemented version of Yanghun Pill that Feng Changrong gave him. Well!

Suddenly he tasted a familiar taste, if not for his weakness, Yan Xici would have almost turned over from the couch.

"This soul nourishing pill..." As soon as he got up, he gave a 'Bada' and fell back, unable to sit up.

"What's the matter, why are you so anxious?" Ji Moze lifted the upper body of the man, and put a soft pillow on his back thoughtfully, "If you are worried about Senior Brother Wang and the others, I will come whenever I go, and you just lie down."

"Don't... that ghost outside... Maybe it's hiding somewhere, and it wants to sneak attack you when you're not prepared." Thinking of the ghost Nascent Soul's cultivation level not knowing where it is lurking, Yan Xici's face suddenly turned ugly.

Ji Moze remained calm. He didn't tell Yan Xici that Youmo had already been killed by him. After all, his current identity was just a disciple of the Medicine Sect with little fighting power.

"Don't worry, ghosts only come out late at night. It's almost dawn now, otherwise I won't be able to come in... cough cough!" Ji Moze comforted in a low voice, suddenly showing pain, turned around, covered his mouth and coughed.

Yan Xici saw that Chu Mo was coughing violently, and there was a trace of black energy coming out of his body, which was obviously a sign of the devil energy entering his body, so he realized that it was because the other party pulled out the magic energy for him: "Chu, Uncle Chu, you... "

"No problem..." The young man covered his lips and coughed in a low voice, the black mist rising up from his body, but he showed a soothing smile to Yan Xici, "Don't worry, just run for a few weeks, It will be able to expel the demonic energy...cough."

Seeing that the young man had no grievances, he turned to comfort him, Yan Xici was both moved and guilty, and the embarrassment caused by artificial respiration earlier also dissipated a lot.If Chu Mo hadn't sacrificed himself to save him, why would he have given him the soul-raising pill.For him later, the soul-raising pill was just a pastime, but now, a soul-raising pill is invaluable. They are so big in the sect, including Shizun Yiqingzi, I am afraid that they have never seen the leader of the soul-raising pill. what!

Speaking of which, the taste is very similar to the one made by the senior brother... Could it be because the senior brother went to Master Chu to ask for the elixir?

The more I think about it, the more likely it is.Although I don't know what opportunity made Feng Changrong abandon the way of swordsmanship and change to alchemy, but his alchemy may have inherited a lot of Master Chu's unique skills.

"By the way, I have to go to the next door to find the brothers and the others..." Yan Xici tried his best to support his body and wanted to do it.

Ji Moze coughed a few times, stretched out his hand and pushed Yan Xici, who was struggling to get up, back on the couch: "Your injury is not healed yet, leave the matter next door to me."

"No, Master Chu, if you bump into those ghosts, you will suffer. I..." Yan Xici tried to writhe, but couldn't hold back the other party's strength and was pushed back, so he had to say bravely, "I'm fine, really."

The protest was ineffective, Yan Xici was pushed back, and restrained, unable to move: "You rest here, I will come when I go."

The immobile Yan Xici: ...

Perhaps it was because of the daylight, the thick black fog inside the inn was getting thinner, and those ghosts who bared their teeth and claws seemed to be separated from the restriction, unable to enter a single inch.

After a while, Wang Zhenren walked in in a mess, and was relieved when he saw that Yan Xici was intact.

"Uncle, where's Brother Feng?" Yan Xici was restrained from moving, so he could only ask.

"Chang Rong is fine. Brother Chu gave him a good healing pill, and the wound has healed, and he will be able to recover after a few days of cultivation." Wang Zhenren looked ashamed, "It's my fault that I didn't notice the abnormality, and it was almost broken. Here it is."

"Where's Uncle Ren?" Yan Xici was very worried when he thought of Jianxiu who disappeared first.

"I haven't found it yet...Junior Brother Ji hasn't woken up yet, and Chang Rong has another injury..." Wang Zhenren looked dejected, "Now we can only look for Junior Brother Ren's whereabouts in the daytime."

"Hmm..." Yan Xici also fell silent, a group of people were seriously injured, comatose, and one of them was still alive or dead.This trip to the north was really a bad start.

After a while, everything was calm.Although the inn is still surrounded by demonic energy, those ghosts are always outside the restriction, not allowed to enter.The ghost that made them suffer so much never appeared again, which made several people tense, for fear that the other party would have some tricks.

Until the daylight, the demonic energy dissipated, the ghosts retreated unwillingly, and the huge inn returned to its original dilapidated and dilapidated appearance.

During Yan Xici's period, he was fed several soul-nourishing pills, and finally he no longer felt the sharp and stinging feeling, and the infested ghost energy and devil energy had already healed because of Chu Mo.The wounds caused by those ghosts have healed, and it must be Chu Mo's handwriting. I really owe Master Chu a lot of favors.

The restraints that imprisoned his body's movements slowly dissipated, Yan Xici turned over and went to bed, and Chu Mo stood aside to meditate and adjust his breath in order to take care of him.

Because he was contaminated with devilish energy, he looked haggard and tired, and from time to time there would be traces of devilish energy emanating from his body. Although Uncle Chu didn't say anything, the devilish energy must have made him very uncomfortable.

Fortunately, Ji Chuan woke up quickly.His expression was a little sluggish, and he was as weak as if he had suffered a serious illness. It took him a while to respond to the questioning of several people, and then he told what happened last night.

It turned out that Ji Chuan didn't think much of what the two juniors said before, but after being harassed by the waiter several times, he became a little annoyed and opened the door to argue with him.Unexpectedly, the waiter in the shop showed a sly smile at him, then opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of black mist, and then...he didn't know about his personnel.

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