How to cough up blood

The demon carnival did not last long.

After the elders of several council halls were abolished and thrown into the prison, everyone was silent.

Young Emperor's bedroom.

The bitter and strong smell of medicinal soup filled the air.

Fuzhi was lying on the bed, wearing only a thin undergarment, a green jade bead was floating in his heart, exuding faint vitality, injecting gentle spiritual power into his heart veins.

The breath was weak, and it was all because of this bead.

The atmosphere in the hall was stagnant.

The aged magic doctor said tremblingly: "Your Highness, we, we really have no way to take out the town bone from your body, and we can't even sense where it is..."

There was silence again.

After a long time, Yin Lingxi gave up, "...go to the Great Elder and bring all the elixir."

The magic doctor hesitated and said: "His Royal Highness, most of the people in the clan are magic plants, and the elixir has been used less and less." As soon as he finished speaking, he noticed that the temperature around him suddenly dropped, and immediately hit a Ji Ling panicked and said, "Your subordinate will go find it now!"

Yin Lingxi closed her eyes, held Fuzhi's cold hand on her face, and said in a hoarse voice, "Master...you open your eyes and look at me..."

He remembered when he was in Tian Yanzong, when the curse of the demon race had just appeared on him.Every time he had an attack, it was Fuzhi who helped him to suppress it with the breath of pure bones. Thinking about it, at that time, the master had the idea of ​​digging out the bones for him.

"I didn't know you gave me the bone town...I didn't know..."

Maybe it was because his non-stop murmuring was too loud, and the eyelashes of the person who hadn't woken up suddenly trembled, and Fuzhi coughed twice, a wisp of scarlet blood flowed down the corner of his mouth, and he slowly opened his eyes. squinted.

"Master!" Yin Lingxi was startled, hurriedly wiped away the blood, and called the magic doctor outside in a sharp voice.

He looked at Fuzhi nervously, and asked softly, "...what's wrong with Master?"

Fuzhi's dull eyes slowly rolled, looking into Yin Lingxi's eyes.These flirtatious eyes are now full of concern, regret and worry.

Just as sincere as when he cheated on him the first two times.

Fuzhi looked indifferent, he tried to pull his hand out of Yin Lingxi's palm, but he didn't.Yin Lingxi reluctantly smiled at him, holding his hand a little stronger, as if afraid that he would leave, "Master... I really don't know..."

A sentence of ignorance can cover up all his collapse and despair.

Fuzhi looked at him and suddenly smiled.

He had never laughed like this before. He laughed until warm liquid slid down the corner of his eyes, and his internal organs began to ache.

While smiling, he pulled his hand out.Yin Lingxi couldn't hold him back, so he had no choice but to let go. Seeing Fuzhi's smile, he felt as if thousands of needles had been pricked in his heart, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

Fuzhi's voice was weak: "I... said, I only have one request, as long as you stop lying to me..."

"But you still lied to me..."

Yin Lingxi's eyes turned red, and in that weak gesture again, he tugged on Fuzhi's clothes, and said, "I know I was wrong, Master... this time it's just, I didn't know you gave me the town bone." , if I knew, I would definitely..."

"Where is my sword?"

Fuzhi interrupted him, as if he didn't care what he said, "Where is Duanchen Sword?"

Yin Lingxi was taken aback for a moment, then he took out the Duanchen sword from Han Yuxia and put it in Fuzhi's hand. He lowered his head and said, "Master stabbed me a few times to calm down."

Fuzhi moved his right hand, but failed to lift it up, a look of confusion flashed in his eyes, "My hand...?"

It was broken when it fell from mid-air.

Yin Lingxi forced a smile on his lips, and comforted him: "The magic doctor has already given the medicine, and he will recover soon."

Fuzhi was stunned for a moment, he let out a cry, and took the sword with his left hand, fearing that it would be inconvenient for Yin Lingxi, he hurriedly helped him up and half leaned on the bed.

Fu Zhi frowned slightly, her black ink-like hair was scattered on her shoulders, and her pale face added a bit of frailty.He touched the scabbard with his left hand, and stroked the simple and clean lines with his long fingers.

Duanchenjian's unique cool air wrapped around his fingertips intimately.

Yin Lingxi took off his robe, revealing his muscular upper body, squatting halfway beside the bed, with a devout gesture: "Master, you can vent your anger as you like."

Fuzhi looked at him for a long time, then removed his hand from the hilt of his sword, before Yin Lingxi's eyes could fully light up, Fuzhi said something calmly, making his face completely pale.

"The dust-breaking sword needs to consume spirit energy to use it."

Fuzhi looked into his eyes and stated the fact, he shook his weak hand and said, "I'm useless."

"..."

Yin Ling's hands trembled.

Fuzhi cultivated with the most pure bones as the foundation, and now all the most pure bones have been separated from the body, the foundations have been completely destroyed, and the cultivation level has been completely scattered.

The light green bead floated on Fuzhi's chest, he looked at it for a moment, then slowly raised his hand, holding the binding bead in his palm.

Yin Lingxi said in a shy voice: "...it's okay, master, tell me how to take out the town bone, and I'll give it back to you, so...you can continue to practice in this way, let's start again, after that I will definitely I won't lie to you again..."

Fuzhi moved his gaze to him, the mist in his eyes blocked the dead silence deep in his pupils, and he repeated: "...start again?"

Yin Lingxi nodded quickly: "Yes."

Fuzhi bent his eyes, looking a little gentle, and said softly, "Yin Lingxi, I love you."

Yin Lingxi's eyes brightened slightly, and he said softly, "Master..."

"But I always feel," Fuzhi said in a dazed tone, "I always feel that I shouldn't love you."

The smile on Yin Lingxi's face froze like this, as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

This sentence directly exposed the fact that he was least willing to face, Fuzhi's love for him was born from the Huanqing Gu.

If he hadn't used such dark means, he would have never had the chance to have the noble Fuzhi Sword Master like the moon, let alone drag this person down from the clouds.

"How could it be, Master, stop being angry..." He wanted to hug Fuzhi, but was rejected.

Fuzhi was extremely tired, "I want to sleep for a while."

"...Okay." Yin Lingxi's Adam's apple twitched, and he withdrew his hand restrainedly, lowered his eyes, and supported Fuzhi to lie down.When Fuzhi closed his eyes, he turned around softly and slowly, and went to get the elixir that the magic doctor put aside.

Not long after, he vaguely heard a trembling voice: "...Yin Lingxi, I don't want to love you anymore."

Then came the sound of glass shattering.

The pure spiritual energy overflowed into the air, Yin Lingxi's pupils shrank suddenly, the elixir in his hand fell to the ground, and he turned around in panic

The soul-binding orb for hanging was thrown on the ground lightly, and shattered into countless fragments.

Fuzhi's hand was hanging down on the edge of the bed, the tails of his eyes were reddish, with wetness hidden, the anger that Yin Lingxi had spent countless energy to bring up, like sporadic flames, quickly dissipated.

"..."

Yin Lingxi only felt that all the strength in his body was drained.

He went frantically to pick up the fragments on the ground, he was injured and cut countless holes, then gathered these fragments in his palm, held them carefully, and hung them over Fuzhi's heart.

"Quickly light up...quickly light up, why doesn't it light up!!"

He flew into a rage, destroyed these things, and nervously went to feel for Fu Zhi's pulse.

When all the magic doctors and elders heard the noise, they all rushed in in panic, but seeing this scene, no one dared to say a word, until the Osprey hurried in, plopped and knelt on the ground, speaking very hastily.

"Your Highness! It's not good! The lord of Tianyan Sect led his disciples, as well as the two peak masters of Yaofeng and Tianjifeng, and even the killing god from Qingzhu Mountain, they have already arrived in the domain of my demon clan! They said, they want you to release people!" !"

The Osprey's scalp was numb, "Your Highness, they are coming menacingly, do we want it?"

"Tianyanzong..." Yin Lingxi's eyes regained a trace of clarity, "Yes, Tianyanzong..."

"They must have some way to save Master, there must be..."

He seemed to have grasped some life-saving straw, gently hugged Fuzhi by the waist, and then flew towards the border of the demon clan!

Demon border.

Dozens of spirit boats of Tian Yanzong stopped in the sky, majestic and majestic.

Just as Zhuang Cheng was about to drive the spirit boat in, he saw a figure passing by in the demon realm.

At first, he thought it was the envoy sent by the Demon Race, but when he got closer, he realized that the face was Yin Lingxi who had left from Tianyan Sect some time ago.

In his arms is still holding a silent...

Zhuang Cheng was shocked, and blurted out: "Little brother?!"

Yin Lingxi's face was pale, and he hugged Fuzhi tightly, and he came to the spirit boat almost instantly, and said in a hoarse voice, "Save Master..."

Gu Mianliang stepped out of the Lingzhou cabinet in a big stride, blocked Zhuang Cheng with a flash, stretched out his hand and slapped Yin Lingxi hard on the shoulder!

He subconsciously went to protect the person in his arms, and endured it, but his hands were still empty. When he came back to his senses, Fu Zhi had already been hugged by Gu Mianliang.

Yin Lingxi stretched out his hand to persuade him to stay, but he endured it, clenched his palm into a fist and hung it by his side.

The handsome man with white hair and green shirt lowered his eyes, his fingers trembled, sensing Fuzhi's vitality: "...Ah Fu?"

Wen Chu came over in a hurry, took out a lavender elixir and fed it to Fuzhi, and then a few extremely thin silver needles pierced Fuzhi's body. His eyes were heavy, and his eyes were red.

"The most pure bones have been stripped... Dao heart is completely destroyed... Cultivation base is gone, vitality is sliver..."

She wiped away her tears, "We must go back to Tianyanzong as soon as possible to ask Master Dao Shenzi to leave the customs. The silver needle can only protect the younger brother's life for three days. Once the three days are over, the body will die and the soul will disappear."

Zhuang Cheng's eyes were darkened by the news, and he immediately shouted at the helm of the spirit boat: "Leave immediately and return to Tianyanzong!"

Gu Mianliang raised her head expressionlessly, and looked at the tense Demon Race Young Emperor, her elegant voice concealed a bright killing intent: "Where is Zhijinggu...?"

He took a step closer: "The ancient magic circle of the demon clan is approaching for a thousand years, why is your clan so quiet, to the bone, did you take it away?"

Yin Lingxi never looked away from Fuzhi, he nodded slightly: "Yes."

Gu Mianliang paused slightly, her eyes were cold: "Hand it over, and I may leave a bloodline of your demon clan."

Yin Lingxi smiled miserably, "The killing bone was sealed into the ancient magic circle. If you want to release the evil spirit ancestor Mozhi, you can get it yourself."

What he said confirmed Gu Mianliang's vague guess.

Open the ancient magic circle, release the ancestral demons in the seal to get the bones, absolutely no one will make fun of the whole cultivation world

Gu Mianliang handed Fuzhi to Zhuang Cheng, his eyes narrowed slightly, and in the next second, without warning, he turned into a phantom and strangled Yin Lingxi's neck, and he killed Yin Lingxi without hesitation, "The thing I regret the most , it was when Ah Fu was handed over to you."

"Cough, cough, cough..." Yin Lingxi didn't resist, coughed continuously, and laughed, "Bone suppression is on... me... If the master wants to... rely on the bone to reshape... cultivation base, you can only... only ..."

Town bone?

Gu Mianliang's expression became colder when he heard the words, he forcefully invaded Yin Lingxi's meridians with spiritual energy, and after he did detect a trace of bone-suppressing breath, he suddenly let go.

Yin Lingxi smiled softly, "Are you trying to kill me? It's not your turn to kill me. When the town bone is taken out, my life will belong to the master..."

There is obviously something wrong with his state, Gu Mianliang frowned deeply, he couldn't ask what he wanted, so he had to use his spiritual power to speed up the speed of the spirit boat, trapped Yin Lingxi aside, and rushed to Tianyanzong at full speed .

Tian Yanzong.

The cold region that had been silent for many years was opened again.

An elder with white hair and a childlike face stroked his beard, his eyes were as clear as water, he pinched his fingers, frowned after a while, and sighed: "Nie Yuan..."

Immediately, he stepped out, and his figure suddenly appeared in front of the cold hall of Cangwu Peak.

Gu Mianliang hurriedly opened the door of the palace, bowed her hands and saluted: "Brother Dao Shenzi."

Dao Shenzi nodded: "Lead the way."

There were only Zhuang Cheng, Wen Chu, and Hai Shengping in the hall, and they bowed together and said, "Master!"

Before Dao Shenzi retreated, he gave them a spiritual weapon that could wake him up, and this was the first time he used it.

Hai Shengping anxiously said: "Master, Ah Fu..."

"I already know," Dao Shenzi sighed, "Mianliang, you guys go out first, just leave me alone here."

Zhuang Cheng wanted to say something, but Gu Mianliang held him back and shook his head, so he had no choice but to give up.

The door of the main hall of Cangwu Peak was closed again, Zhuang Cheng stood outside the hall and sighed: "Little uncle, I just wanted to tell the master about the situation of the younger brother."

The snow on Cangwu Peak does not stop all year round, and the fragrance of peach blossoms blooming all over the peak is accompanied by the biting cold wind.

Gu Mianliang was silent for a moment: "Trust senior brother, if he can't save Ah Fu, then it's really..."

He clenched his palms tightly and looked at the man in black kneeling on the stone steps in the wind and snow.

In the falling snow, Yin Lingxi's expression was unreal. A thin layer of snow fell on his shoulders, melted and fell back down, like a stone statue.

He was waiting, waiting to be boned.

……

Inside the hall.

Fuzhi lay quietly on the bed.

Daoshenzi frowned a little bit, he let out a very light sigh, and pointed at Fuzhi's chest, a dark red streamer flashed away.

Like a tiny worm.