Master sees my hairy

She's a midwife, not a midwife. "

"I don't care!" Wu Zhe roared, "She is dying!! You save her!!!"

Xi Feng felt that his eardrums hurt from the shock through his memory.

At this time, the parturient woman on the bed suddenly spoke, with a weak voice: "Let me die..."

Wu Zhe immediately retorted: "Don't talk! I won't let you die!"

After finishing speaking, he went to force the Immortal Doctor next to him.

But before he had an attack, the Immortal Doctor suddenly changed his words: "You go out first."

This is to save.

Wuzhe finally heaved a sigh of relief quietly, calmed down and said a few good words, and then backed out.

Only the medical fairy and the puerpera were left in the room.

The mother struggled to sit up: "Xianjun..."

The Immortal Doctor didn't intend to help her, and let her struggle and writhe there, but just looked at her coldly: "You are willing to degenerate, and you are in the company of the devil, and you are destined to suffer the consequences."

"I know, I know..." The parturient finally sat up a little bit, stretched out her slender arms, and grabbed the fairy doctor's robe with her pale fingers, "But the child is not wrong... Please... Please... Save him..."

Under her repeated begging and begging, the Immortal Doctor's expression also loosened. After several struggles, he finally made a move to help the mother give birth to a child smoothly with the magic of immortality.

Wipe the child clean, wrap it up, and put it next to the puerpera's pillow. The medical fairy originally intended to keep their mother and child warm, but he didn't expect the woman to bite her middle finger on the spot, swear by blood, and cast a forbidden curse on her child.

"God is above, Xiaoxian Chaolu wishes to dissipate the immortal soul, so that he will live forever and never enter the cycle of reincarnation, in exchange for my child's place in the world. In order to protect the peace of the three worlds, Xiaoxian set a curse for him. The pain of ghosts eating the heart, the soul flies away, and I will never be reborn!"

After the blood oath was made, Chao Lu's immortal soul began to dissipate.

She lowered her head and kissed her child, her eyes full of love and reluctance.

The Immortal Doctor wanted to call Wu Zhe in for her, but was refused.

"Leave the last time to me and the child." Zhao Lu said, "Thank you Xianjun."

Within the time of a stick of incense, the morning dew will completely return to the heaven and the earth.

Unshielded, who was waiting outside the door, seemed to have sensed it, and suddenly pushed the door open and rushed in.

Only the medical fairy and the baby sleeping on the bed were left in the room.

"You killed her?!" Wu Zhe grabbed his skirt angrily, "You killed Zhao Lu!!"

The fairy doctor didn't answer, but said flatly: "She is a fairy, you are a demon."

"so what!"

"It's always a different path."

His cold and ruthless reaction became the last straw that broke the camel's camel's back. Wu Zhe couldn't control himself anymore, his demon energy surged, his demon body was revealed, and his black hair turned into white snow in an instant.

"You so-called immortals... the righteous way... are you so ruthless and cold-blooded——"

He screamed and stretched out his claws, and the cold blade flashed past.

This memory ends here.

It took Xi Feng a while to recover. He raised his head and looked at the headless corpse hanging on the tower.

Although it is impossible to be sure, but judging by the clothes and figure, it should be the master of the memory just now, the medical fairy.

"He didn't kill Chao Lu." Xi Feng glanced at Wu Zhe next to him with disgust, "He even helped deliver the baby."

Wu Zhe had a strange smile on his face: "If he had helped earlier, Zhao Lu might not have died."

"Is there something wrong with your brain? Chaolu dispersed the fairy soul by herself. You might as well reflect on yourself, after all, if you don't have children, you will have nothing to do." Although the eyes of Fen Gu's body were not easy to roll, Xi Feng still tried his best to roll his eyes.

"Ha ha..." Wu Zhe walked over meanderingly, and pressed his palm on Xi Feng's furry head, "Then do you know who this memory belongs to?"

Xi Feng suddenly felt a biting chill rise from between his brows and sweep across his whole body.

Wu Zhe looked up at the corpse on the tower, and grinned, "Bai Zang...that's a nice name."

52. Mingyindu (Thirteen)

Bai Zang...?

Xi Feng froze in place.

In autumn, the five colors are white, and the sequence belongs to Guizang.Bai Zang's name is indeed good.And most of the time, he is indeed cold and restrained like Qiu Qiu.

But sometimes, the white autumn will be full of frost red.

Suddenly, a maple leaf floated from nowhere and landed on the corpse, like a butterfly kissing a flower pistil. Even though it was reluctant to give up, it finally fell to the ground.

Xi Feng thought of the scar on Baizang's neck almost immediately.

It looks like a head has been stitched up after it fell off, a scar around the neck for a whole week.

So, is he really Baizang?

"You...killed Baizang?" Xi Feng felt a faint pain in the depths of his soul.

Wuzhe laughed loudly, his eyes were full of mockery: "Listen, what a familiar sentence."

Xi Feng rushed up, but was trapped by the unshielded demonic energy, unable to move any further.

"Isn't this the same thing?" Wuzhe bent down and grabbed the furry neck, his gray-blue eyes reflected burning bones, "You will never see him again, and you will never hear him if you can't touch him." I can't see his voice, I can't touch his temperature...because he's dead, completely dead."

"Hahaha... the feeling of losing what you love, isn't it uncomfortable?" He smiled warmly, but his words were as cold as ice.

The loss of a loved one... Bai Zang...

Bitterness and sadness spread in Xi Feng's chest, and the pain of his soul made his eyes go black, and he couldn't think, and he couldn't tell whether this feeling called heartache came from Burning Bones or himself.

It turns out that this is how the soul feels when it hurts, like being torn apart and then fused again, torn apart, and fused again... Bai Zang couldn't bear it.

Thinking of Baizang's incomplete soul, Xi Feng forced himself to raise his head. Just as he was about to spit out the burning fire, he was suddenly hit by a wave of devilish energy, and his whole body flew out, fell heavily on the ground, and rolled several times before stopping. down.

"...Uncovered!" Xi Feng immediately got up, but suddenly realized that what he was supporting on the ground were his two hands, not his furry paws.

Oh, that's fine too.

Xi Feng smiled grimly and summoned Modao Hanchuan, the two spiritual powers of ice and fire flowed alternately, and the blade hummed continuously.

Wu Zhe looked at him with a half-smile.

Holding Han Chuan in front of him, Xi Feng squeezed out a sentence through his teeth: "Come on, don't die!"

Even if the opponent is a demon, even if the odds of winning are slim, Xi Feng is determined to fight.

Wu Zhe stroked the tail of his white hair: "Is it just you? A little milk cat with no hair yet."

Xi Feng refused to talk nonsense to him, and stabbed straight at him with a knife——

"Do you know how long four thousand five hundred years is?"

"Do you know how unbearable the pain of the soul is every night of the full moon?"

"Do you know what the mixed blood of the fairy and the devil means to the common people in the world?"

He asked hoarsely, and all the spiritual power was poured into Han Chuan's sword, and he broke the boat to fight against the demon.

The city was full of wind and clouds, and the sky was full of yellow sand.Xi Feng's eyes were red, and later on he no longer cared about any saber moves, and he slashed purely by instinct.

His body should be full of injuries, but he was completely unharmed.

Wu Zhe stretched out two fingers to clamp Xi Feng's blade, showing doubts on his face: "Master and apprentice have the same fate... Who is taking the injury for you?"

"What does it have to do with you!" Xi Feng held the handle of the knife with both hands, trying to pull Han Chuan out from his fingers, but failed after several attempts.

Wuzhe smiled with great interest, let go of his hand suddenly, and the exhausted Xi Feng hugged Hanchuan firmly and sat on the ground.

"Little cat, come back after sharpening your claws." He sneered, turned and left.

Seeing that he was about to go far away, Xi Feng suddenly got up and ran after him with a burst of strength.

He ran very fast, and the strong wind suddenly picked up from under his feet.

In an instant, several red-golden flames rose high like a wall, burning fiercely in the wind and sand, and surrounded Wushi.

Wu Zhe turned around in horror: "You..."

The ethereal voice was lost in the fire.

Xi Feng's eyes have turned blood red, and the fire of the world's most true and pure is burning in his hands, overwhelming the sky and covering the earth towards the wind.

This burning bone fire will last for seven days and burn up everything.

……

Like having a long dream after a hangover, when Xi Feng woke up, there was no pain in his whole body, and his head was too heavy to lift.

He moved his fingers with difficulty, and touched a piece of soft fabric beside him.

It's Shirazo's sleeve.

The bed was not too wide, and it was occupied by Xi Feng, so Bai Zang could only lie on his side outside, with his hands folded and curled up in front of his chest, looking a little pitiful.

Everything that happened in the trial tower was still vivid in his mind, Xi Feng reluctantly turned over, his eyes fell on Baizang's neck.

He always wore clothes with a high collar and let his hair down to hide the seam.

Who stitched up the wound for him and pieced together the incomplete soul?

Xi Feng couldn't think of the answer, so he reached out his hand out of nowhere and landed on the scar on Baizang's neck.

Want to get rid of them.

Probably because he was not sleeping soundly at all, Bai Zang was awakened by his movements, and he was a little confused when he opened his eyes.

"Bai Zang." Xi Feng called him.

"Well, you're awake." Bai Zang smiled lightly, completely oblivious to the fact that Xi Feng called his name instead of "Master".

Xi Feng also smiled back, intending to ask the situation first: "What's wrong with me?"

"You passed out in the trial tower." Baizang sat up slowly, and moved his shoulders slightly, "But it's okay, we passed the temperament test."

"Passed?" Xi Feng thought for a while, it seemed that after defeating Wu Zhe, he passed the competition.

Baizang nodded: "Yes. What did you encounter?"

"...a heavenly demon." Xi Feng didn't intend to tell Baizang all that, but instead asked, "What about you?"

Baizang showed disgust: "The Hydra, wriggling around is very disgusting."

Xi Feng was amused by him, coughing dryly from laughter