Beautiful apprentice dressed as a demon

On a rainy night, Qilian Jianzong seemed to be quieter than usual. The entire mountain range, at a glance, only the lanterns in the corridor and the candlelight shining through the window paper. In the Qiongyu Building with sparse flowers and trees, several doctors were busy coming in and out. .

Xie Xiao held up an umbrella and walked leisurely into the yard. Two disciples immediately stopped him outside the door: "Young Master Xie, I'm sorry, the second elder has ordered that no one can approach here except the doctors."

Although they recognized Xie Xiao, but because of Shen Yao's instructions, no one dared to let anyone in. The Qiongyu Building is where Song Yan usually lives. Now Song Yan needs medical treatment. In order to ensure rest, no one is allowed to enter One step upstairs.

"Really?" Xie Xiao frowned, glanced behind them, then took off the jade plaque hanging from his waist, and said, "This is the pardon order given by the second elder."

The two disciples looked at the token in front of them. The pattern on it was indeed owned by Jianzong. They looked at each other for a while, hesitated: "But..."

Peeping at the emotion in the disciple's eyes, Xie Xiao took the jade card back, and said coldly: "It's nothing to worry about, Song Yan has been back for a long time, the second elder has a lot of important things to do, and he has no time to visit, I follow his order to come here Let's see how Song Yan's injury is healing, and don't delay me."

The two disciples retreated immediately upon hearing this, and opened the courtyard door for him.

Xie Xiao went straight in, and when he reached the building, he ordered the rest of the doctors to retreat. In the hall, only Song Yan and another female doctor were left. These doctors were all hired from Fuxian Villa to treat Song Yan with a lot of money. , I heard that because Song Yan failed to cross the catastrophe this time, the aura in his body was disordered, and his foundation was severely damaged, so he was sometimes unconscious and sometimes crazy.

The door was pushed open, and Xie Xiao entered quietly. Song Yan was already asleep, and Bai Miao stood beside him, quenching the fire with a long needle, making the final finishing touches.

The silver diaozi was hung on the fire frame, and medicine was boiling in it. The medicine was fragrant, and it was steaming upwards.

"Thank you, Mr. Bai Miao." Bai Miao turned around and inserted the nine needles into each of Song Yan's acupuncture points according to the position and depth.

"How is he?" Xie Xiao stepped forward to check the situation, and before he got close, he smelled a faint fragrance. Because this woman has been exposed to herbs all year round, she always has a faint fragrance on her body, which is different from other women. The scent of rouge and gouache on her body, and the scent of medicine on Bai Miao's body are lighter.

"Did you find someone to see him before?" Bai Miao asked, "I mean the period when he just failed in the tribulation."

"No." Xie Xiao replied, "Song Yan refused to see anyone after his failure in crossing the robbery, and then disappeared. I didn't find him until a few days ago."

"That's weird," Bai Miao said, "It's not like he failed to cross the catastrophe, but it's man-made. I checked his meridians, including every acupuncture point, and found that there is a Qi, which conflicts with what he originally practiced."

"What do you mean?" Xie Xiao turned his gaze to Song Yan, and saw that his blood had returned to his cheeks. Although there was sweat oozing from his forehead, fortunately, his breathing was steady, so it shouldn't matter.

"It's not that he failed to cross the tribulation that caused him to be like this, but that a long time ago, someone kept injecting spiritual energy into his body," Bai Miao replied, "I guess someone is in his current state. If you want to control him, the three souls go to the six souls, even if you save him, it's just a shell."

The meaning in the words was obvious, Xie Xiao was stunned for a moment, the spiritual roots of monks are often born, and Song Yan is an extremely rare Nine Spirit Sword Body, the only existence that can be equal to Li Wenzhao, if Song Yan is abolished like this, the cultivation It would be difficult for anyone in the world to suppress Li Wenzhao.

According to Bai Miao, the reason why Song Yan did this was not because of the tribulation, but because someone wanted to manipulate him behind the scenes. Therefore, that person had already tampered with him when he was cultivating, waiting for him to fail the tribulation. The foundation was damaged, and he became his own puppet and used it for himself, but what a smart person Song Yan was before, if someone deliberately harmed him, how could he not notice it?

The hall fell into a dead silence, the candles flickered, Bai Miao took off the silver needles one by one, and took them back.

After thinking about it for a while, Xie Xiao asked her: "According to your opinion, if Song Yan's body is saved, will he be able to restore his previous clarity?"

"It's hard to say," Bai Miao looked at the person sleeping on the bed, and replied, "After all, I lost a few strands of soul, and I'm afraid I won't be able to recover in a short time, but after a long time, who knows?"

Maybe three 500 years?Xie Xiao was worried, but he didn't say any more, the rain outside the window was beating on the eaves, it was dark, and only the sound could be heard.

Seeing that he was silent, Bai Miao took the initiative to ask: "The last time I saw you, were you Li Wenzhao's disciple?"

"Yeah." Xie Xiao nodded slightly, with a faint smile on his face, "It's all in the past."

Bai Miao didn't answer the conversation any more, she knew it in her heart, thinking that he should be the elaboration of the Qilian Sword Sect in the past, but if she dared to return to the Qilian Sword Sect at this juncture, Li Wenzhao might have already discovered it.

Now that the news of Song Yan's return to the Qilian Sword Sect has spread again, the rest of the immortal sects have regained hope, guessing that when Song Yan recovers, they will declare war on Li Wenzhao again.

Xie Xiao probably also thought of this, his eyes darkened, and he breathed a sigh of relief in silence, his eyes glanced over Song Yan, and then stopped on Bai Miao: "In the past few days, there is Mr. Lao Bai. "

"You're welcome." Bai Miao said, "I had a few encounters with Immortal Song a few years ago, and he saved me. This time, I just did my best, and I have the right to pay off the debt."

Xie Xiao nodded and said no more.

***

When 007 came back again, Jiang Huai was pouring tea. Hearing the sound, he didn't have time to put down the teapot. He wanted to ask 007 about the situation, but the teacup was turned over, and another piece of water was stained on his clothes.

"How is it? Did you find it?" Jiang Huai didn't care about anything else, so he hurried forward to ask.

[I found it. There are guards in the Qiongyu Tower, so I'm afraid it's not easy for us to sneak in. ] 007 replied.

Jiang Huai: "What is his current situation?"

007 reported to him everything he saw and heard, and finally concluded: [Song Yan is probably not another host, the host has someone else. 】

"Can you sense the existence of your colleague?" Jiang Huai asked.

【No, it can't perceive me either. 】007 replied, 【What should I say now?Do you want to go to Song Yan's place for a try?But from the conversation, he probably won't be another host. 】

"I'll think of other ways." Jiang Huai was silent for a moment, then asked again, "Bai Miao and the others really said that Song Yan can't recover in a short time?"

[That's what I heard,] 007 said, [However, I always feel that Xie Xiao has other things to hide from us, maybe the people of Qilian Sword Sect don't know either. 】

Jiang Huai was surprised: "How to say?"

007: [When I followed, I saw that Xie Xiao was about to enter the building. The jade card he gave, I recognized it as a replica, and it was definitely not given to him by Shen Yao. He went to see Song Yan, probably because he wanted to inquire first. to what. 】

"Really?" Jiang Huai couldn't believe it.

【Yes, listening to the conversation, he is also very concerned about Song Yan's body. As for why, I don't know why.】 007 said, 【Maybe, he just wanted to find a solution to Li Wenzhao sooner. 】

If Jiang Huai couldn't connect to it, he would feel flustered and uncontrollable, his eyes drifted over the firelight, feeling strange, if Song Yan wasn't another host, who else could guide the direction of the whole plot?It can't be Bai Miao, Canglanzhai has fought against her before, and she doesn't look like she passed through... her words and actions are all in line with the style of the original book.

It's better to go to Song Yan to have a look in person, so you can rest assured. If it's really not the case, then it's not a loss to see Song Yan's current situation. After all, this is the male protagonist who is the lifeline of this world, and it is important after all.

He was full of thoughts, Jiang Huai lay on the table, staring at the fire, somehow, his mind could always drift to Li Wenzhao, thinking about him coming, and thinking about him not coming.

Lying on the ground for a while, he felt uncomfortable, so he simply put his arms under his face, turned his head in a daze, the rain seemed to be getting heavier and heavier, and there was no sign of stopping, the inside and outside of the house seemed to be two worlds, he looked at the thin The window paper, stretched out a hand, and gently stroked it.

Dense raindrops slanted through the window gap, and when the fingertips touched it, one could feel the coolness soaked into the skin. Jianghuai wrote two sentences on it with one stroke.

Every year, it looks like a first acquaintance.

Two crescent moons, according to one side of lovesickness.

The tide ebbed and flowed in his heart, the candlelight reflected his side face, and there was only one color left in his peripheral vision. When he regained consciousness and stopped his hand, the room was silent only the sound of rain.

The door of the room was pushed open suddenly, and the rain immediately wet the area in front of the door, Jiang Huai turned his head and saw Xie Xiao.

"Brother?"

"From now on here, don't use this name anymore," Xie Xiao reminded him, "I have something to tell you."

"What's the matter?" Jiang Huai asked him.

"I've already explained it to my husband, but he doesn't seem to believe you very much, so he asked me to come over and deal with this matter first," Xie Xiao said while taking out a small brocade box from his sleeve and handing it to him, "I'm convinced Let's rest later."

"What do you mean?" Jiang Huai took the small brocade box, opened it, and saw a small pill inside, not sure what it was for.

"Didn't you say it? Sir, I don't trust you, I have to deal with this matter," Xie Xiao's voice became a little colder, "Be obedient, don't let me do it myself."

"Don't eat...can't you?" Jiang Huai looked at him, hesitating, and when he realized that he had asked a nonsense question, the other party had already talked about it, and there was still room for him to refuse?

Xie Xiao looked at him with the usual smile on his face.

He stared closely, Jiang Huai had no other choice, either eat it in front of him, or... let him pour it into himself.

"Or I'll eat by myself later, you go back first—" Jiang Huai was still dying, but Xie Xiao didn't give him a chance, interrupted him directly, poured a glass of water, and handed it over.

"I won't make things difficult for you," he said.

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