Uncle, a sick beauty dressed as a black lotus

All the people present were taken aback when they heard the words.

"Liuhe destroys the heart formation?" Su Mengsheng asked in surprise.

Ye Qingyi nodded slightly.

Su Mengsheng frowned, and turned to look at Du Zhong, while Du Zhong looked at Ye Qingyi calmly, as if also surprised by his words.

Liuhe destroys the heart formation, the formation where Xuan Moxiao's biological father once thought became a demon.

But now, Ye Qingyi decided to use it as Xuan Moxiao's way of survival.

Otherwise, he was afraid that Hua Zichen would drive him into the wilderness, and that place where life was worse than death would only make Xuan Moxiao feel more sad and desperate.

"The Liuhe heart destroying formation is complicated, Senior Brother Ye, are you sure?" Du Zhong said.

"Also, where do you plan to set up this formation?" Su Mengsheng asked.

Ye Qingyi was silent: "I want to use this formation at the Immortal Sword Conference. At that time, it will be used as one of the assessments for rookie disciples, and it can also screen out those with unscrupulous intentions. Anyway, there are still a few days before the Immortal Sword Conference. Let's take another look at the classics left by Master and his old man, and make sure nothing goes wrong."

Hearing the word "Master", everyone in the Law Enforcement Hall fell silent.

It was Ye Qingyi, a person from another world who traveled through time, his heart trembled, as if he had been infected by the original owner, the original owner's master, the former head of Yuqiong Mountain, Daoist Cang Qi, was famous all over the world during his lifetime, and his cultivation base Qigao, looking at the entire cultivation world, it is rare to meet an opponent, but because of the sentence "the disciple has committed a crime, his master's sin cannot be forgiven", he handed over the palm seal of the immortal family, and died by the Nether River.

This is a painful memory for every Yuqiong Mountain disciple.

"Let's do what Junior Brother Ye wants." Hua Zichen suddenly looked extremely tired, stood up while holding on to the handrail, and walked away with heavy steps.

Ye Qingyi and Du Zhong bowed slightly, watching Hua Zichen leave, while Su Mengsheng looked at Hua Zichen's back and said unconvinced: "Speaking of Master, he feels guilty."

"Senior Brother Su." Ye Qingyi persuaded helplessly, "Stop saying a few words."

Su Mengsheng snorted and unfolded the fan: "Come on, let's go to Danqing Peak to visit Mo Xiao."

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When the three of them reached Danqing Peak, it was already dawn.

Xuan Moxiao, who had changed into clean obscene clothes, was lying pale on the soft cloud bed, her eyes slightly open, as if she was asleep but not asleep.The scene of being tortured in the law enforcement hall kept flashing in his mind, and the intense anxiety and fear had almost swallowed him whole.

Although Yuqiong Mountain is good, like Cold Crystal Valley, it cannot keep his life.

Why... What is it that makes these people try every means to drive him out?

Those clear and clear eyes dimmed and dimmed, suddenly, the sound of several people's footsteps sounded outside the house, he hurriedly closed his eyes, breathed calmly, and pretended to fall asleep.

"He just woke up, but he didn't speak, he was sluggish, although his body is weak, but there is no serious problem, Master can rest assured."

"Understood, you step back."

"Yes."

As soon as the voice fell, the door was pushed open.

Du Zhong walked in with Ye Qingyi and Su Mengsheng, and said as he walked: "You have heard what my apprentice said, the senior brother of the sect leader really didn't want him to die, Senior Brother Su, if you care about it, you will be in chaos."

"Okay, okay, if I care about it, it will be chaotic!" Su Mengsheng rushed to Xuan Moxiao's bed like a gust of wind, but seeing Xuan Moxiao's eyes closed, she said anxiously, "Didn't you say you woke up? Why are you still in a coma?"

Du Zhong came over to catch Xuan Moxiao's pulse, Ye Qingyi walked slowly, and finally came to the bed, already out of breath, Su Mengsheng hurriedly moved out of the way for Ye Qingyi, and Ye Qingyi sat down On the bed, she gently held Xuan Moxiao's hand by her side.

"Xiao'er?" Ye Qingyi called out, "It's me, Uncle Ye, your master and I have come to see you, can you hear our voices?"

Xuan Moxiao's slender eyelashes trembled imperceptibly.

Su Mengsheng opened the folding fan "shua", and asked irritably, "Junior Brother Du, what happened to Mo Xiao?"

Du Zhong took Xuan Moxiao's pulse with a sullen face: "Say one more word, and I'll send him back to Diancang Peak immediately."

"you……"

Su Mengsheng's face turned pale, turned around and shook his folding fan clatteringly, feeling sullen all by himself.Ye Qingyi ignored the two of them, and only held Xuan Moxiao's cold hand and said, "Xiao'er, can you hear the voice of the uncle?"

"Xiaoer?"

"Mo Xiao?"

The gentle calls disturbed Xuan Moxiao's heart.

He couldn't bear it any longer and wanted to open his eyes, but the next moment a weak and boneless hand touched his cheek, "Xiao'er?" Master uncle and your master are worried."

The feeling of fingertips rubbing against his cheek was too strange, itchy and numb, as if countless small bugs were slowly biting under his skin.Xuan Moxiao's breathing became heavier, and the hand placed by his side unconsciously tightened, his heart sank, and he suddenly opened his eyes.

Ye Qingyi, who was caught off guard by Shangxuan Moxiao's pair of clear and phoenix eyes, was startled.

"Xiao'er?" Ye Qingyi said happily, "Are you awake?"

Xuan Moxiao looked at Ye Qingyi in confusion: "Uncle Master..."

Ye Qingyi was very happy, touched Xuan Moxiao's pale face, and then went to greet Su Mengsheng, completely unaware that Du Zhong was already turning cold on the side.

He glanced at Xuan Moxiao up and down, and sat impatiently to the side, letting Su Mengsheng and Ye Qingyi surround Xuan Moxiao and complain his heart.

"Mo Xiao, you're finally awake!" Su Mengsheng helped Xuan Mo Xiao up, "How do you feel? Is there anything uncomfortable on your body?"

"Master, I'm fine." A smile appeared on Xuan Moxiao's pale face, "Master and uncle are worried about me, but this disciple is fine, really fine."

Su Mengsheng looked at the pale-faced Xuan Moxiao and sighed: "It's all to blame for that fox demon!" He closed his fan and touched Xuan Moxiao's chest, "Come, let Master see where you were scratched by the fox demon. Beware that beast has poisoned your wounds."

"Ah?" Xuan Moxiao glanced at Ye Qingyi, and subconsciously closed his clothes, "No, it's okay, Master, don't look at it..."

"Hey, you kid, you're still embarrassed." Su Mengsheng looked at Xuan Moxiao and wondered.

Ye Qingyi was amused by the master and apprentice who were busy bickering: "Okay Senior Brother Su, since Xiao'er said it's fine, you can rest assured." He looked at Xuan Mo Xiao tenderly, "Xiao'er, ask the uncle?" What did you, that white fox that broke into Yilanxuan do?"

Xuan Moxiao was slightly taken aback, lowered his eyes, his Adam's apple rolled up and down.

"The fox demon ran away after hurting me, and didn't do anything."

Ye Qingyi nodded, looked up at Su Mengsheng, Su Mengsheng said "tsk", "I don't know if this fox demon has anything to do with the fox demon that appeared in the Cold Crystal Valley."

Ye Qingyi sneered lightly: "They're all fox spirits, so they are naturally related."

Xuan Moxiao, who was silently watching Ye Qingyi, gradually narrowed his eyes.

His hand is still in Ye Qingyi's palm, but it's a pity that his hand is so hot, but the jade hand covering him is still as cold as frost and snow. It's so cold that his heart is trembling. .

"Hey, who cares? Didn't the senior brother in charge say that we want to investigate thoroughly? Let's wait for his news." Su Mengsheng leaned over and patted Xuan Moxiao on the shoulder, "Mo Xiao, how do you feel? Go back to Cangfeng."

Xuan Moxiao's eyes were slightly darkened and he remained silent.

Why are you so stupefied...

Ye Qingyi pulled out his hand and shook Xuan Moxiao's shoulder: "Xiao'er?"

The moment the cold air left the back of his hand, Xuan Moxiao suddenly woke up.

"Uncle Master?"

Ye Qingyi stared at Xuan Moxiao's shimmering eyes: "What are you thinking? Your master asked you if you want to go back to Cangfeng."

"Oh." Xuan Moxiao was confused, "Can I...can I go back to Cangfeng?"

Su Mengsheng stared: "This is what I said, you are a disciple of Diancang Peak, if you don't go back to Diancang Peak."

"You send Senior Brother Ye back to Yushu Peak first, and I will order my disciples to send you, my precious apprentice, back to Diancang Peak." Du Zhong, who had been silent all along, said abruptly.

"Alright." Su Mengsheng replied, "Then I will send Junior Brother Ye back first, Mo Xiao..."

Su Mengsheng winked at Xuan Moxiao: "Listen to your uncle Du."

Xuan Moxiao lifted the quilt when he heard this, and was about to get up to see him off, Ye Qingyi hurriedly pushed Xuan Moxiao back: "Lie down well, later, Master Uncle will go to Dincang Peak to visit you."

"How dare you work so hard on Master Uncle, it should be the disciple who went to Yushu Peak to visit Master Uncle."

"all the same."

Ye Qingyi smiled, supported Su Mengsheng to leave lightly, Xuan Moxiao watched the two of them off, until the snow-white figure could no longer be seen, then reluctantly looked away.

He turned around, but suddenly met Du Zhong's scrutinizing eyes.

Xuan Moxiao looked nervously at this cold-faced and white-haired Master Du, not knowing what to say, but fortunately Du Zhong didn't have the heart to say anything to him, so he just walked to his bed, not serious He said emphatically, "Don't let me discover your little tricks again."

After finishing speaking, he left Xuan Moxiao, whose complexion turned pale, and walked away.

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Uncle Du: There is something wrong with this kid.