I lost my memory after flirting with Taoist

Seeing this, Fairy Bichan sighed helplessly, didn't say anything, and went directly to draw Bai Su's godhead.

When the red bead was pulled away, a ray of demonic breath came towards him.

She sealed the beads before the demonic breath spread, and then put them into Zhezhu's body.

Also at the same time, he felt a sweetness in his throat and spit out blood suddenly.

The body is too badly damaged, now facing the demon's breath, how can it hold up.

It was like being thrown into a dye vat, and the demon breath that broke into it wanted to assimilate all of his immortal breath. If it weren't for his body's physique, he might have become a monster by now.

But despite this, the aura surrounding his body still tended to be assimilated, and the aura gradually turned into black air.

He lowered his head unbearably, his phoenix eyes were half-closed and filled with depression, and his brows were furrowed for a long time while panting.

In about a few breaths, the black air covering his body slowly dissipated, leaving only the immortal breath.

In this way, it can be regarded as suppressed.

But he knew that this was only temporary, and if he didn't change it for a moment, he couldn't relax for a moment, and his body would be worn down after a long time.

Immortals and monsters are different, this is retribution.

If it is possible, he naturally does not want to use this method, but it is the only way to do it now.

"How are you?" Fairy Bichan stopped her movements and looked at him. She was a little worried when she saw that he had kept his head down for a long time.

Zhezhu didn't answer but shook his head, waited for a while, and said: "It's okay, just rest for a while, let the fairy worry." After saying that, he smiled.

It's just that that smile still had a bit of bitterness, and her lips were even more pale as snow.

Fairy Bichan frowned when she saw this, but only sighed after a while.

Knowing that this person didn't want to say more, she didn't ask any more questions, and after explaining something, she left.

Soon, the room fell silent.

Zhezhu looked sideways at the person who was sleeping quietly in the quilt room, and after a long time, he leaned down to lean against his ear.

Fairy Bichan was there just now, and he had been holding on, but now he couldn't hold on anymore, and when he closed his eyes, his thoughts were also broken.

The two depended on each other until dawn.

The next morning, there was a knock on the door.

Song Yu was standing by the door with several senior brothers. After knocking on the door, he noticed that there was no movement inside for a long time, so he subconsciously looked at the senior brothers.

Seeing them, they didn't know, and immediately thought that something happened inside, and panicked.

Subconsciously, he was about to push the door and go in, but at the same time, the closed palace door was pushed open, and Zhezhu came out with someone in his arms.

Looking at the person who came, he took a closer look, and there was nothing wrong except his complexion, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

He came to Zhezhu, and said: "Brother, I thought something happened to you." There was worry between the lines.

"It's okay." Zhezhu replied, looked at the disciples ahead, and said again: "The fairy asked you to come?"

Several people nodded their heads when they heard this, and their faces were full of worry.

Seeing them nodding, Song Yu followed suit, and then said, "Senior brother, please take me with you on this trip."

He thought about it all night yesterday, after thinking about it left and right, he felt that he had to go, he was really worried about Zhezhu.

"You stay." Zhezhu glanced sideways at him, and said again: "Don't forget to tell you."

After saying this, he took the wind and left.

Several disciples also followed, leaving only Song Yu alone.

But at the same time, he was getting more and more worried, but thinking about what Zhezhu told him, there was nothing he could do about it no matter how worried he was.

After another look, he left.

Qingqiu was located in the Central Plains ten thousand meters away, Yujian walked for four or five hours, and finally arrived at the foot of Qingqiu Mountain before nightfall.

The mountains are filled with clouds and fog, and the chill is extremely heavy.

Even though it was still summer, it was terribly cold here, and the sounds of birds and beasts were as ear-piercing as a baby crying.

Zhezhu put away his sword when he fell to the ground, and he didn't have a rest all the way, his complexion was extremely bad at this time.

He coughed lowly with his side eyes, and then said: "Go into the mountain." He walked slowly inside.

The trees in the forest are lush, and it is extremely difficult to see the light, and it is cold and humid inside.

It's just that ordinary people can't bear to stay here for a long time, and Zhezhu is even more powerful.

Seeing this, the disciples nearby said worriedly: "Brother, it's almost night, otherwise let's find a place to rest first."

The few of them also saw Zhezhu's meritorious deeds, as well as the injuries on their bodies.

If possible, they would really like to come to Qingqiu by themselves, although some senior brothers had already come here before, but there was no news after several days.

So now that Zhezhu is coming by himself, they are very worried.

"Alright." Zhezhu replied, but his eyes were all around.

He didn't know what he was looking at, but he looked away after a while, and followed a few disciples to find a place to rest.

After they left, a figure flashed past at an extremely fast speed.

The few people didn't realize it, and soon found an old tree.

It was fairly dry here, and several people sat on the ground.

As the night darkened, a cold wind blew through the forest, and the surroundings became quiet, not even the sound of birds chirping.

"Why so quiet?" One of them noticed something strange and looked around vigilantly.

It was so quiet, it was strangely quiet.

Although they have never been to Qingqiu, they know a lot about it.

Even if those beasts were afraid of them, they would not be so quiet, and the birdsong that could be heard just now was gone.

At this moment, there was a sudden smell of blood in the forest, and the next moment they saw something rushing towards them.

"Be careful." Several people smelled the sudden bloody smell and got up quickly, holding the silver sword tightly in their hands, looking ahead with cold eyes.

Also at the same time, the sound of waving wings came, and countless birds and beasts swarmed in, and the smell of blood emerged from them.

If you look carefully, you will find that the bodies of these birds and beasts have already decayed, and even the skeletons can be seen.

They fly by, extremely fast.

"It's disgusting!"

When they saw it, they waved their swords to block it.

It's just that they originally thought that these hates were coming towards them, but the hates just bypassed them and left in a hurry.

Only then did they realize that they were not looking for them, but instead looked like something was chasing them from behind.

Just like that, several people fixed their eyes on the front, and saw several figures reappeared in the dark forest, with white heads and red feet, like apes, and there was a roar.

Seeing the sudden appearance, several people were shocked, it was Zhu Yan, and there were a lot of them.

"It's Zhu Yan!"

The few people didn't expect it to be Zhu Yan, and they met Zhu Yan just after entering Qingqiu, and they were a little surprised that there were so many of them.

No wonder Yan Qi ran away in a hurry, it turned out that Zhu Yan was chasing them.

Realizing this, several people wanted to hide.

With so many Zhu Yans, head-to-head confrontation is definitely not enough.

It's just that they didn't think about it, but they saw Zhu Yan rushing towards them in unison.

It doesn't seem to be chasing Yanqi, but it seems to be chasing them.

In this way, the few people naturally did not hide, and flew to meet them.

They were like vulnerable children in front of Zhu Yan's huge body, especially since there were so many of them, it was difficult to get away from it for a while.

Zhe Zhu looked at the people, when he got up, he saw the silver whip passing through Zhu Yan's body quickly, and Zhu Yan who surrounded them fell to the ground in an instant.

The speed was extremely fast, leaving only corpses all over the ground.

He also turned his head when Zhu Yan fell to the ground, a smear of blood welled up in his throat, and he spat it out violently.

Now he has Bai Su's demon breath in his body, rashly using the spiritual energy will hurt his health.

At this time, several disciples finally got out of the fight, seeing Zhezhu spitting out blood, they rushed to meet him, "Senior brother, you are alright."

"It's all right, it's not suitable to stay here, let's leave." Zhe Zhu wiped off the blood from his lips, then hugged Bai Su and left, obviously he didn't intend to stay here any longer.

After nightfall, the dense forest became more and more terrifying, and there were even more wolves howling.

After walking for about an hour or two, a few people came out of the dense forest.

This time, I didn't encounter any wild beasts again, and I found a safe place before resting.

Zhezhu's complexion became more and more fierce, and the demonic aura that had just been suppressed in his body started to make trouble again, making him unable to even stand firmly.

When she sat down, she leaned against Bai Su's body tiredly, and managed not to fall down.

"Fold bamboo?"

At this moment, a soft call came from his arms.

His thoughts that were about to dissipate finally came back together, and when he looked up, he saw that Bai Su had woken up and was looking at him.

Unexpectedly, this person would wake up, he subconsciously stretched out his hand to caress his face, and said with a light smile, "Are you feeling unwell?"

Although his godhead is infinitely tolerant of Bai Su, he is still a fairy godhead, and he still has a repulsion with demons.

"En?" Bai Su answered in a daze when he heard his words, and at the same time he recalled the previous events, and thought of the pain of the thunder falling on his body.

That kind of bone-piercing pain, obviously there is no thunder now, but he is still shivering in fear.

The next moment, he put his arms around Zhezhu's neck and said: "Tianlei hurts so much, I'm afraid."

I was really scared, so scared that I even felt that I was dreaming now, Zhezhu was a dream, I was also a dream, everything was a dream.

When he woke up, he was still on the ninth floor, and the thunder was still falling.

In this way, he shed tears of grievance.

"There is no more thunder, don't be afraid." Zhezhu knew what he was thinking when he heard his words, patted his back comfortingly, and said: "It's my fault, there won't be any in the future." The voice was extremely soft .

"No... Tianlei?" Bai Su murmured while looking around.

I saw a very heavy flame on one side, and several disciples were sitting there, completely different from when I was on the ninth floor.

There was no light on the ninth floor, no one else, just not even a sound, and the silence almost drove him crazy.

And the only light there is the falling thunder, which is so scary.

He curled up and snuggled into Zhezhu's arms, and after a long time he raised his head to look at Zhezhu, and said softly: "You came to pick me up, didn't you?"

Zhezhu said that he would come to pick him up, so he must have come to pick him up, it must be.

"En, I'm here to pick you up." Zhezhu smiled, and then kissed him on the forehead while lowering his eyes.

Bai Su only felt a little warmth on his forehead, and realized that the person in front of him was really Zhezhu, and his previously chaotic thoughts were finally clear at this moment.

He cried and pressed it to his neck, whispering his grievances like a bullied child.

"I didn't kill him, I really didn't kill him, I didn't even see him, and there were little bugs biting me." As he spoke, he recalled the bloody bug he saw in the body of the centipede, which bit him Forget it myself, and was misunderstood by the people from Tianjimen.

I didn't kill that Xu Shaoan at all, I didn't even see him, why didn't I believe myself.

This made him feel more and more wronged and kept crying.

Zhezhu watched him cry, knowing that he was really wronged.

Thinking so, he didn't kill Xu Shao'an at all, and in the end he was imprisoned in the demon lock tower and punished.

It's just that the scene at that time was really hard to make him think too much. There was only one way to go, but in the end he made his little fox wronged.

He patted his back lightly, comfortingly said: "I know you didn't kill him, it was my fault, my fault."

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The 64th day of planting peanuts.