Nameless Ghost Doctor

"Young Master Wu, with this appearance, you probably have hopes for me, right?" Nangong Yu's emerald-colored folding fan slowly slid across his chest, his arms turned outwards, and he opened the folding fan in front of his chest again with a 'pop', his eyebrows and eyes wide open. Like water, it rides the autumn wind to send waves.

Wu Yuehen looked dazed, and immediately returned to normal, smiling like a spring breeze, gentle and elegant, "I don't know why Mr. Nangong said that?" Although this Mr. Nangong also looks like a man and a woman, but this behavior... Xie Lang is better.

"Isn't it? For the sake of your handsome and unrestrained style, I will allow you to think about it, no thanks." Nangong Yu pulled a strand of thin hair and wrapped it around his fingertips. First, step away.

"Mu Xue, are you sure it's here?" Lin Xiyao followed Qiu Muxue to secretly visit the Devil's Cult, passing through the dark woods, "Are you sure they're here, where the birds don't shit?"

Qiu Muxue couldn't tell for sure, so she had to lead her along according to her memory, "I remember this, so it shouldn't be wrong."

"Forget it, it's all here, even if it wasn't for us, it wouldn't be worthless." Lin Xiyao comforted herself, but Qiu Muxue became even more emboldened after hearing this.

"Young master Xie, is my master's illness?" Hongyu pressed again, Xie Qingge still only sighed, and continued walking in the house.

"Hey, you just said something!" Yu Lingjing became anxious and blocked his way.

Xie Qingge looked at her, then at Hongyu, with a terrified look, "What are you looking at? Tell me quickly!" Yu Lingjing felt terrified when he saw it.

Xie Qingge pushed her away, "It's hard to say!" Ye Mei knew this would be the result, but she didn't care too much. If her illness is really so curable, why hasn't it recovered after so many years?Please thank the Patriarch, why can't I always wait for anyone?

"Hmph! One day I will kill everyone in the Demon Cult!" Hongyu couldn't hold her breath any longer, and slapped the table in front of her into two pieces with one palm.

"You don't need to do anything, I will let them be buried with my husband." Ye Mei said fiercely, the pain and loneliness I have endured in my life were all caused by the devil's sect. If I don't tear them to pieces with my own hands, how can I Solve the hatred in my heart!

Xie Qingge's heart of gossip has already pricked up his ears, 'Devil Cult?Husband? '

"Dare to ask senior's name?" Xie Qingge immediately asked respectfully.

"My master won't accept you as an apprentice, so you should die." Hongyu was breathing coldly, as if she wanted to kill everything.

Ye Mei waved her hand, "Hongyu, I'm already dying, so it's okay to tell him. Listen carefully, mine is Duan Qiuniang—Ye Mei."

This is the only thing she remembers after waking up from the palace, apart from her husband and son, and it is also her name. For so many years, she always remembers some things in the past, but there are always sporadic fragments , some can be coherent, but some can't always be connected.

"It turns out that you are the famous owner of Wanhua Palace, Duan Qiuniang—Ye Mei!" Xie Qingge heard a lot of rumors, and naturally knew something about it.

"Hahaha, I didn't expect anyone to remember Wanhua Palace nowadays? I thought that people in the world only know Moshanghua, not Wanhua Palace!" Ye Mei laughed self-deprecatingly.If it wasn't for the willful and reckless behavior back then, together with the junior sister, ignoring the kindness of the teacher and seeking a lover wholeheartedly, how could he fall back into this situation now? !I'm afraid that my junior sister will not feel at ease on the way to Huangquan!Junior sister, I will accompany you soon!

"How could it be?" Xie Qingge gave her a big gift, never expecting that the Mistress of Wanhua Palace who had disappeared for nearly 20 years, a famous person from the previous generation, would be able to meet him, "It's just that the younger generation doesn't know, the Mistress of the Palace is about to die People, what do you mean?"

"Oh? I was already sick, and I was poisoned by the devil's saintess. You said there was no cure, so what is it if I am not a dying person?" Speak up.

"Master!" Hongyu said impatiently, "Master, don't talk in frustration!"

"That's right, Master Yemei, you are a lucky person with a natural appearance, and you will be fine!" Yu Lingjing smiled, but quietly tugged Xie Qingge's sleeve with her hand.

"Princess, please respect yourself." Xie Qingge shook off Yu Lingjing's hand mercilessly, Hongyu was very nervous when she saw it, "If the palace master trusts Xie, please listen to Xie."

"Oh? Mr. Xie, what else do you want to say? Then please tell me, I, Ye Mei, will listen attentively."

"The master of the palace is indeed a generation of martial arts venerables. Please be kind to me about what I want to say now." Xie Qingge thought for a moment, cleared his throat, and said solemnly, "The poison of the devil's saintess is actually not serious. Fatal, it just makes your body weak temporarily, as for your old injuries... it is not absolutely incurable."

Lin Xiyao and Qiu Muxue walked through the woods for a long time before seeing a little bit of starlight, "There are really people here!" Lin Xiyao said excitedly looking at the bright red area in the distance.

Qiu Muxue squatted in the grass, looking at the terrain in front of her, as if she had returned to that rainy day...

The little girl struggled on the wooden post for a long time, but she couldn't stand up again. Instead, the hand holding the wooden post began to loosen little by little and slipped down...

"I beg you, please save my sister, please, please save my sister..." Qiu Muxue squatted on the stake, looking at the dying little girl not far away, tears streaming down her face, she kept begging The man outside the plum blossom pile.

The man seemed to ignore it, motionless in the heavy rain, and turned away when he got tired of hearing it.

"Don't beg him, Mu Xue won't cry, my sister will go up, Mu Xue will be fine..." The little girl's voice became softer and softer, and she clasped the edge of the wooden stake tightly, her fingernails were deeply embedded in the wooden stake, and blood dripped from it little by little. seep out.

"Hmph, your mother was condemned to run away from the sect, and it is the mercy of the sect master to keep you alive. If you are sensible, I will pay off the debts of your shameless mothers as soon as possible! Bastard!"

"You are not allowed to scold my mother like that, you are not allowed to scold us like that..." The little girl struggled to climb the rock with her last bit of strength...

Qiu Muxue hated her cowardice to death, stood up from the stake tremblingly, and moved towards her sister little by little. The little girl moved a few times, but she seemed to have no strength, and hung in mid-air, "Sister! Wait Wait for me, Mu Xue will go there now, I don't need my sister to look for me, I'm here to look for my sister, sister... sister..."

Qiu Muxue seemed to be stimulated, and ran over the stake. Although she was a little unsteady, she almost fell off the stake, but she just didn't miss.

"Sister, hold on, I'll help you up here, sister...Mu Xue is here...Sister...Look at Mu Xue..." Qiu Muxue's small body knelt on the stake, her knees supporting her whole body The little girl seemed to be asleep, hanging there, motionless.

"Zhu Xiu, you left behind two good daughters." The man in black flashed across the air, carrying them to the viewing platform.