But more than ten years have passed, and Yu Fu still has not woken up. Changjun still persists in seeking a way to resurrect Yu Fu. Because Yu Fu has no soul or spirit, once the blood in his heart is taken away, Yu Fu will be wiped out.

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"Actually, Changjun's method of resurrection is correct, but he didn't see clearly some words behind him and began to resurrect Yufu.

It is really a cure that can be cured by using a dead person to make a puppet spirit and then using that kind of heart blood to heal all the harm. No matter whether you are a dying person or a severely poisonous person, the blood in your heart can be cured.

The treatment is done, even the dead can be saved, but it’s a pity, alas…”

Qingfeng sighed and shook his head at Changjun's body, feeling helpless.

"So that's how it is..." Looking at Changjun's coma body, Su Zhi felt mixed emotions. Unexpectedly, he tried his best to save Yu Fu, and he was wrong. Now he did it for him by mistake.

Wedding dress.

He said thank you to Changjun in his heart. If it weren't for him, Yan Xun'er would probably have no way to wake up.

The head hurts so much. Yan Xun'er felt a headache as soon as she became aware of it. The pain like a needle prick is coming like a sea of ​​pain.

The ears buzzed, "Uh." Yan Xun'er was about to open her eyes, but her eyes were pricked by the dazzling sunlight and she closed her eyes again and passed the memory in her mind. Maybe it was because she was unconscious.

For a long time, Yan Xun'er still couldn't adapt to the dazzling sunshine. After a while, Yan Xun'er sat up with her forehead and her body with the other, shook her head, and saw the breeze sitting beside the bed.

Shi Qingfeng's eyes were faint and stared at Yan Xun'er intently. When Yan Xun'er's spine became cold, Qingfeng said, "Are you awake? You are now immortal. You can be injured at will in the future. Anyway,

You can't die, what do you think? Yan Xun'er?"

Yan Xun'er smelled a faint sarcasm in the air. Although she was speechless, she still did not let go of the point in Qingfeng's words: "Immortal body? How could there be such a thing? I remember that I just saved Su with my heart.

Stop, then I lost consciousness. Am I in a coma? How long have I been in a coma? What exactly happened during my coma?!"

Qingfeng frowned, as if he felt that Yan Xun'er had too many problems, but he still answered one by one: "You have been in a coma for several days and almost couldn't see the beautiful sunshine today, but Su Zhi did a good thing

.” At this point, Qingfeng sneered.

"Su Zhi?! What did Su Zhi do? This idiot!" Yan Xun'er said with some annoyance.

Qingfeng glanced at Yan Xun'er, and some light flashed in his eyes. "Ha, he did a real good thing this time. Do you know that you had seven days left to live? Well... you need Changjun's soul

Only then can you save you. Speaking of Changjun's soul is really a good thing. You are a blessing in disguise. Su Zhi, the pretend-to-be-proverb fool, really went to take Changjun's soul. It's true that you are more important...

I thought of something funny, Qingfeng chuckled cruelly.

But at this time, Yan Xun'er was stiff all over. Changjun, her master, died, so that she could survive.

The nose was sore, and the scenes of the past flashed in front of his eyes. Master and disciple were unfilial. Tears fell down like water breaking the dam. Yan Xun'er sobbed intermittently. Qingfeng next to her seemed to want to say something, but finally

He just sighed and hesitated for a moment and held Yan Xun'er's hand.

Feeling the cool breeze body temperature, Yan Xun'er cried more and more fiercely, as if she was confused, so she shouted loudly, with her hair messy and her eyes red. At this time, Yan Xun'er was like a heartbroken madman.

These days, Yan Xun'er stayed in her door and saw no one. Qingfeng had no choice but to do anything to her, so she let her go.

At this time, Yan Xun'er's room was pitch black, and Yan Xun'er's figure could be seen vaguely on the bed, motionless, like a statue. I don't know how long it took Yan Xun'er's fingertips to move slightly, and her originally lowered her head.

Lifted up.

No one knows what Yan Xun'er was thinking at this time.

Yan Xun'er's door finally opened. She stood outside the door for a while, as if thinking. After a while, she ran out quickly. She aimlessly looked for something and went to everything she could think of.

Once again.

When Yan Xun'er was about to go crazy, she found it, and a black figure fell to the ground in front of Yu Fu's spiritual energy.

It's the master! Yan Xun'er staggered over and knelt in front of Changjun. "Master, the disciple is unfilial, it's the disciple who is willful, but he has caused the master to suffer this disaster. What's the use of the disciple's life?" Yan Xun'er

Tears and eyes are blurred.

"Master, do you still remember that when you first accepted me as your disciple, you disliked me very much. I thought I was stupid and couldn't do anything well. Do you know that I just wanted you to guide me more, so I pretended not to know anything.

It's very interesting to see you worry about me. And that spring, do you still remember that master? The peach blossoms are blooming all over the mountains, but I insist on seeing the white lotus. You can't resist me, so I went to the snow-capped mountain for thousands of miles.

I picked a white lotus, but I said I suddenly liked peach blossoms and ignored your hard work. You always prepare gifts for me during the holidays, but I forgot every time. Master and apprentice knew that they were wrong.

You wake up soon! Disciple, you will be fine in the future and will not be willful anymore. I will listen to you in the future. You wake up quickly and stop sleeping."

Yan Xun'er shook Changjun's body, and tears as big as beans fell on Changjun's pale face.

At this time, in Gui Su Palace... "Don't tell me such useless things. I've said so many times. I don't have time to care about these things." Su Zhi seemed very angry and took the things in his hand.

The person below was thrown on the kneeling man, but the person below just shook his body for a moment, but was still unmoved. Even though his forehead was bleeding, it was still like a sculpture.

"Don't rest as angry."

"Forget it, go back." Su Zhi waved his hand while holding his forehead.

At this moment, a person's face flashed through his mind, Yan Xun'er...

How is she doing now...

While Su Zhi was already immersed in his thoughts, the door was knocked open.

Qingfeng ran in and said panting: "Yan Xun'er is gone."

"What? Yan Xun'er is gone?!" Su Zhi took a step forward.

"Yan Xun'er hasn't left the room for a long time. I used to let her go, but after all, I had to eat. I didn't hear Yan Xun'er's response when I was delivering the food. Then I forced the door, but found that it was inside the room.

There was no one." Qingfeng, now it has calmed down

Feeling.

"I understand, she must have gone there, hurry up! Come with me." Su Zhi seemed to remember something and said to Qingfeng anxiously.

After saying that, he ran out like a wind, and Qingfeng followed closely behind.

In just half an hour, they appeared in front of Yufu's spiritual energy at the same time.

But they didn't say anything.

I just looked at Yan Xun'er lightly and looked at her crying.

After a while, Qingfeng went forward, put his hand on Yan Xun'er's shoulder, and said to her softly: "If you feel sad, keep crying. It's okay, I've been behind you. If you have any grievances, I will cry.

Bar."

Perhaps Yan Xun'er felt even more aggrieved when she heard the sound of the breeze.

The sound of wow changed from sobs to crying, which was intermittent and even more pity for life. Qingfeng looked at her from the side.

"Master, Master, Yan Xun'er is bad, Yan Xun'er shouldn't be willful. Yan Xun'er will definitely be obedient in the future. Master, do you blame Yan Xun'er? All this is Yan Xun'er's fault."

Seeing this, Su Zhi was silent. Changjun was Su Yanxun'er's master, but he killed him. Su Zhi suddenly became scared. He was afraid that Yanxun'er would hate him from now on, and he was afraid that Yanxun'er would treat him.

The favor is gone because of this incident.

"Yan Xun'er, I..." Su Zhi'i's "I've been saying for a long time, but he still couldn't say anything. What else can he say?

The palace master of Gui Su Palace, who was in a prestigious past, felt deeply powerless when facing this incident. What should he say? Should he say that he did not intentionally, or should he say that all this is for Su Yanxun

Son, make her cry for gratitude.?

Yan Xun'er looked at the body of Master Changjun, and her tears stopped flowing, but the redness in the corners of her eyes made people see that she had cried at first glance. She knelt on the cold ground and said nothing, but she just watched it like that.

Then, it also made Su Zhi scared.

He wanted to open his mouth and say something, but his throat was full of bitterness, as if he had eaten lotus seeds, which made him speechless.

Yan Xun'er looked at Changjun's body, touched his gradually stiff pale face, raised one hand and waved her hand at Su Zhi, signaling Su Zhi not to say anything.

She understood that she naturally understood that everything Su Zhi did was for her, she had no position, no reason, and no right to accuse Su Zhi. The master's soul is now in her, and she has made her immortal body. When she thought of the master, she was ashamed of the master.

Now that her soul is in her, she can't help but hate herself.

"Master..., I'm sorry." Now, at this moment, a sorry voice was the only thing she could do.

But that voice was useless. Sorry, I couldn't revive the master, and I couldn't get a living master who smiled gently at her. Faced with Changjun's death, she was powerless.

She would rather her master hate her than face her death.

At this time, footsteps from the door came, awakening the two of them. Su Zhi and Yan Xun'er turned their heads and saw the third prince Hong Moyan's shocked face.

Before his eyes turned back, Hongmoyan finally found Ming Chenzi, the ghost doctor who found Beiming Pavilion.

"Gu?" Ming Chenzi spit out this word lightly, with a bit of joking in his words.

"Yes, the kind of Gu that can control people." Hong Moyan was a little anxious. In order to control Jiubian and let Jiubian be used by him, he was worried and finally heard about Beiming Pavilion from a prophet on the way.

The ghost doctor Ming Chenzi may have this kind of Gu.

Ming Chenzi kept making tea in his hand, but he didn't speak. Finally, he spoke when Hong Moyan was impatient.
Chapter completed!