Uncle, a sick beauty dressed as a black lotus

The tomb of Eucommia was built soon.

Xuan Moxiao didn't want Ye Qingyi to take an extra step, and insisted on hugging Ye Qingyi to the tomb of Du Zhong's clothes. Perhaps God felt sorry for Du Zhong's death. Under the clear sky, there was actually snow.

Ye Qingyi was in a dissociative state, sometimes he was drowsy, and sometimes he was very clear. When he was drowsy, he felt very relaxed, as if he had entered another world. When he was awake, he was in great pain, tortured by disease. The depression in his heart made him listless and depressed.

"Uncle Master, we are here." Xuan Moxiao placed Ye Qingyi on the mat prepared in advance, and put an enchantment around the tomb to prevent the wind and snow from hitting Ye Qingyi's body. On Xuan Moxiao's shoulder, staring blankly at Du Zhong's tomb, she couldn't help but shed two lines of tears.

"Junior Brother Du." He said to the tomb, "I've come to see you, it's good that you are over there."

The grey-white tomb stared silently at Ye Qingyi.

Ye Qingyi felt a throbbing pain in his heart, knelt on the ground tremblingly, and kowtowed for offering incense to Eucommia ulmoides.

Xuan Moxiao guarded Ye Qingyi with pain piercing his heart.

Su Yin and Fu Zai stood outside the barrier, looking at the two inside the barrier expressionlessly. Fu Zai probably guessed that he had caused trouble, so he groaned non-stop with his ears drooping, wanting to get closer Ye Qingyi, however, was afraid that Ye Qingyi would get angry, so he kept looking at his master from afar, feeling wronged and sad.

How could Xuan Moxiao dare to provoke Ye Qingyi again, he waved his hands at Su Yin and the little wolf demon, motioning them to leave.

Su Yin understood, picked up the little wolf demon and was about to leave, Su Mengsheng stepped on the sword and jumped outside the barrier.

Su Yin was hurt by Su Mengsheng, seeing this person, he was extremely ashamed and angry: "You are here?" Su Yin said angrily, "He is now devoted to guarding his master, but he has no time to see you!"

Su Mengsheng snorted coldly, looked at Su Yin and said: "If you don't want to die, get out! I'll forgive you once, but it's impossible to forgive you twice! Don't be ignorant!"

"Who will spare you!" Su Yin was unconvinced, "Do you think I'll be grateful to you if you let me go just once? Bah! Su Mengsheng, I will never forget the bloody enmity between you and me. will seek revenge on you."

"Little Sao Fox, your teeth are sharp and your mouth is sharp!" Su Mengsheng raised her trousers belt, and walked up to Su Yin in a ruffian manner, "I just like to see you look so unconvinced, but you look so helpless! Little Sao Fox , I won’t kill you anymore, I’ll wait for you, and I’ll see when you have the ability to seek revenge on me.”

Su Mengsheng's pretty face turned livid with anger.

Inside the enchantment, Ye Qingyi vaguely heard Su Mengsheng and Su Yin's argument, he barely raised his voice and called out: "Senior Brother Su..."

Su Mengsheng, who was constantly arguing with Su Yin, was taken aback, broke the barrier, and flew to Ye Qingyi's side.

"Qing Yi." Su Mengsheng half-kneeled on the ground, glanced at Du Zhong's tomb, his eyes turned red all of a sudden, "I said, why don't you go back to Yuqiong Mountain to pay homage to Junior Brother Du, it turned out that the tomb was erected for Junior Brother Du in the Demon Palace. I just thought that the little beast had detained you, thinking of coming to rescue you."

The little beast in Su Mengsheng's mouth naturally refers to Xuan Moxiao, the master and apprentice who used to have a good relationship, but they have come to this step after all.

Ye Qingyi was disappointed and said nothing, Su Mengsheng saw that Ye Qingyi was stuffy and not in good spirits, not to mention that his whole body was floating, as if a wave of air was floating in front of him, so he felt a dull pain in his chest.

"Junior Brother Ye, how are you?" Su Mengsheng took Ye Qingyi's hand and said sadly, "If I had known this, I shouldn't have acted recklessly and made a presumptuous claim to take you and Junior Brother Du out of the magic palace. I expected this kind of thing to happen! I was the one who killed Junior Brother Du, it was me!"

Ye Qingyi slowly closed his eyes, unable to say a word.

"Junior Brother Ye, now I only have you and Senior Brother Head, you must be good, you must be good! You are willing to be with my rebel, and I will not stop you. As long as you can live well, you You can do whatever you want!"

Su Mengsheng sat slumped on the ground while talking, crying helplessly.

Ye Qingyi had never seen Su Mengsheng cry so sadly.

Time and misfortune can really change a person. Su Mengsheng was so noble and arrogant before, and she would never do such a thing as sitting on the ground and crying.

Ye Qingyi was filled with emotions for a moment, he lowered his hand and pushed Ye Qingyi's sleeve, and asked with a wry smile: "Senior Brother Su, don't worry, I'm fine." Where is Senior Brother Men? How is he?"

"It's okay." Su Mengsheng wiped away a couple of tears, "Senior Brother Sect Master has always been able to hold on to things, after arranging the affairs of Junior Brother Du, he went to subdue the demon."

Speaking of this, Su Mengsheng's face sank, and he raised his head to stare at Xuan Moxiao: "You have avenged yourself, and you are happy, but have you seen how the cultivation world has been harmed by you? Your Demon Emperor Grandfather, who brought monsters and goblins to make troubles everywhere, burned, killed, looted and committed all kinds of crimes, you are Xi Muyao's son after all, do you really have no humanity at all, no sense of justice at all?"

Xuan Moxiao was indifferent, with only Ye Qingyi in his eyes.

Su Mengsheng followed Xuan Moxiao's gaze, and could only let out a bitter "ah".

"We have to take care of the affairs of the cultivation world..." Ye Qingyi said for a while, leaning close to Xuan Moxiao, and suddenly there was no movement.

Xuan Moxiao was so frightened that he knelt on the ground, gently shaking Ye Qingyi's shoulder and calling, "Uncle! Uncle!"

"He passed out." Su Mengsheng said sadly, "Eucommia's death hit him too hard."

Xuan Moxiao's eyes were so red that he was about to bleed. He didn't know that Ye Qingyi's death was a big blow to Ye Qingyi, and he didn't know that Ye Qingyi's life was in danger after being hit hard!

"I want to take Master Ye away and leave here forever!"

Xuan Moxiao hugged Ye Qingyi in his arms, and was about to leave with him. Seeing this, Su Mengsheng said: "Naughty animal! Where are you taking him!"

Xuan Moxiao had a determined expression on his face: "Master, don't ask any more, anyway, with me here, I will never let Master Uncle have any accidents!"

Su Mengsheng snorted coldly: "You? What else can you do except go to the Nineteen States of the East County a few more times? Boy, don't look at your magic power now, no matter how powerful you are, go to places like the Nineteen States of the East County a few more times. Times, is also a dead word!"

Xuan Moxiao was stabbed to the sore spot by Su Mengsheng, and green light appeared in his eyes. In the stalemate, Ye Qingyi slowly opened his eyes. He looked at Xuan Moxiao who was hugging him tightly, and then at the angry face. Su Mengsheng, confused, said: "Senior Brother Su, Xiaoer, what are you arguing about?"

When Su Mengsheng and Xuan Moxiao saw that Ye Qingyi had woken up, they were all overjoyed, and Ye Qingyi's next sentence sent the two of them into the ice cave immediately. He said, "Where is this? Who is this?" Clothes Tomb?"

Both Su Mengsheng and Xuan Moxiao were taken aback.

Ye Qingyi's eyes were hazy, and he struggled in Xuan Moxiao's arms, as if he wanted to read the words on the tomb, Xuan Moxiao immediately flew out holding Ye Qingyi.

His hands were trembling uncontrollably, and the terrible feeling of losing Ye Qingyi surrounded him tightly, making him almost unable to stand.

Su Mengsheng chased after him with his sword in hand, and when he saw Ye Qingyi's stinginess, he also tightened his heart: "Junior Brother Ye." Su Mengsheng asked cautiously, "Are... are you okay?"

Ye Qingyi looked at Su Mengsheng ignorantly, not understanding why Su Mengsheng asked such a question.

He didn't answer, but squinted his eyes and looked into the distance. He vaguely saw a magnificent cemetery, and asked curiously, "Why is there a tomb there?"

Xuan Moxiao replied numbly: "Uncle Shi, that is the joint tomb of my father and my mother."

"Your father?" Ye Qingyi thought about it for a while, "Your father, didn't your soul fly away?"

"Yes..." Xuan Moxiao said, "So the one lying with my mother is my father's sword, the Yunshuang Sword."

"Oh, that's right." Ye Qingyi paused, looked at Xuan Moxiao suspiciously, and said, "Why are you hugging me? Where's Rong Lian? Where's Du Zhong? Where's the senior brother?"

Su Mengsheng was so frightened that Ye Qingyi's face turned blue. He took a step forward and held Ye Qingyi's hand: "Junior Brother Ye, what's wrong with you? You, you forgot Eucommia..."

"Senior Brother Su." Before Su Mengsheng could finish speaking, Ye Qingyi said curiously, "How did you become like this? Did something happen to Lihua Palace?"

Su Mengsheng turned pale, Xuan Moxiao's face was ashen.

However, Ye Qingyi still didn't realize his abnormality, on the contrary, it was Su Mengsheng and Xuan Moxiao who felt different.

"What's wrong with you?" Ye Qingyi held Su Mengsheng's hand instead, "Why are you here alone? Where's your elder brother? Why didn't you see him coming over?"

Su Mengsheng shuddered all over, stared at Ye Qingyi dumbfounded, unable to speak a word.

"Mindlessness..." Two lines of hot tears rolled out of Xuan Moxiao's eyes, "Master Uncle has suffered from heartlessness, I'm afraid he will forget us in a short time."

Arrhythmia?

Ye Qingyi was at a loss. He looked at Xuan Moxiao who was streaming down his face with tears: "What is heartbreak? Xiao'er, you, and me... What's wrong?"

Xuan Moxiao looked at Ye Qingyi silently, picked him up, and flew towards the Demon Palace.

Ye Qingyi knew that he was sick.

The disease he suffers from is called arrhythmia.

This disease is neither painful nor itchy, but it is very confusing. He is always drowsy. Sometimes he sleeps for three to five days, sometimes he sleeps for ten or so days. Every time he is awakened by a sad flute sound , After waking up, you will see a beautiful and intoxicating face full of tears.

He seemed to have forgotten many people and many things, but he remembered that the person in front of him was Xuan Moxiao, someone he liked very much.

He really wanted to talk to Xuan Moxiao more, but before he could say a few words, his body became so tired that he fell asleep, and the long winter passed by in his drowsiness. When he opened his eyes again, the people in the magic palace The winter jasmine flowers are all in bloom.

"Uncle Master!"

As soon as he opened his eyes, he was embraced by the person beside him, and the familiar cool fragrance poured into his nostrils, it was really indescribably comfortable.

"Xiao'er..." Ye Qingyi murmured, "Has spring arrived?"

He smiled: "I seem to see the winter jasmine blooming."