Listening to Taoist Song, Chu Qingyan sat up halfway, her eyes a little dazed.

Taoist Song knew what he was thinking, so he deliberately did not mention it and nonsense: "You can move around by yourself now. You can see these two barriers, so you can move around by yourself."

Chu Qingyan was not surprised that he appeared in the Ice and Fire Hell Lake, one who avoided the biting cold at night and the other who blocked the arrival of fire in the day. He said that he would be punished by the head, which was to suggest that Xiao Fengqin kept him in the place of no hatred. He was too weak, and no matter which faction he fell into, his life might be lost.

He cannot die, at least he cannot die now, especially he cannot die unjustly. Even if he dies, he should die when he is expelling evil spirits...

"How long..." Chu Qingyan asked, her voice still a little dumb.

Taoist Song didn't expect that Chu Qingyan's first question was not the situation on the Jiaocaochi pond, and she was a little stunned: "How long? After you get better, you will live a hundred years of life!"

Chu Qingyan looked at him: "How long have you fought for me?"

"Half a year," said Taoist Song, "No, half a month has passed, and there are still five and a half months."

Chu Qingyan nodded. This should have been fought for Xiao Fengqin and Taoist Song for their hard work.

"Enough, I'll investigate this myself."

"Tsk," Song Daoren smacked his lips, "It's obvious that this incident was targeted from beginning to end. That person is cruel enough. He doesn't want your life. What he wants is that you have a discredited reputation and will never have a chance to make a comeback. If you can't get over this time, you will become a rat crossing the street."

With a long sigh, Taoist Song frowned, "It is small to use the cultivation level and expel the sword path. The most likely is that you will die miserably. Luo Feng, you said that you are so pure and have few desires that you will almost become a monk. Who has such a big grudge against you? Not to mention the layout, it has already started to make arrangements six years ago or even longer..."

Yes, it was laid out a long time ago.

Chu Qingyan closed her eyes and decided to start thinking from the day he moved into Xiaofeng Canyueju, who was not resentful to the bitter land. No, it should be earlier, maybe it should be from the day he first met Qin Meiyu.

"Tell me, we have known each other for many years. You have been tense, as if everyone owes you money for wine. I never expected you to be a man of infatuation," said Taoist Song, holding the wine pot in his hand, "Now you are really miserable. One of you is so soulless that he fell into the cycle of reincarnation that he could be reincarnated as a normal person. The story of a half-dead here and his spiritual veins are shattered. Such a cruel story really makes the listener sad and the listener cry. It is a man and a silent woman. Even the old woman who is nestled in the corner of the wall can't help but shed a handful of sad tears."

Chu Qingyan, whose thoughts were interrupted: "..."

Taoist Song asked in confusion: "Why didn't you tell her early back then? Now it's so regretful..."

"I'm worried that she will dislike me." Chu Qingyan said.

Taoist Song: “…”

The appearance of Qingzhuo Zhenren who did not hate the bitter land was recognized as the first-class handsomeness, and his figure was beyond words. His arms and legs were long. When he treated him for the injury and changed the medicine during this period, Dao Ren Song confirmed that the thin figure and muscles of Qingzhuo Zhenren were real. What's more, the Jiandao Zhenren also had a high level of cultivation in swordsmanship. A Breaking the Blue Sword Sword, whether it was to kill the enemy or use it to show off, was a real and full score.

Who is the one who is Qingzhuo's slap in this way?

Daoren Song threw the table in anger and left in anger.

Since Chu Qingyan woke up, she did not ask about the situation on the Jiaocao Pond. She held the two of them in the same body. When he woke up, it proved that Qin Meiyu's soul was unhindered.

The spiritual vein had just recovered and he dared not use spiritual power. He had not felt weak and powerless for many years. After meditating for a long time, the spiritual vein was still empty. Chu Qingyan coughed a few times and opened her eyes tiredly.

Ah, are you safe?

As night fell, a thin layer of ice floated on the ground of the Ice and Fire Hell Pond, and Chu Qingyan pulled the quilt and wrapped it. He now has no trace of spiritual power, and it is no different from an ordinary person without any cultivation level.

He was drowsy and sleeping, and Chu Qingyan seemed to smell the fragrance of cold plum blossoms in the morning breeze and waning moon residence. He slowly opened his eyes and found that there was a person sitting by the bed at some point.

The visitor was wearing a black robe, and a black cloak, and his whole face was hidden under the cloak. Unlike his dark gray cloak that was almost black, which only embroidered a slate on the inside of the cloak. This one was exactly the same as the one she wore when he saw Qin Meiyu that night. The cloak was all black, and it looked close to it, and there would be a warm luster. The surroundings were made of dazzling gold threads, which outlined minimal but extremely arrogant patterns.

Rough, clumsy, unrestrained.

“…Ah Shan?”

Chu Qingyan looked at the person in front of her in disbelief.

When the woman in front of her with a black cloak in front of her froze, she stiffened her body and sat up straight, turning to look at him: "Qing... Chu Qingyan..."

As soon as the pretty face broke into his eyes, Chu Qingyan felt a buzzing sound in her head.

No one knows how much he misses this face!

Looking at the moist and lively eyes, Chu Qingyan murmured: "Ah, Ah......"

He didn't know what he was going to say, maybe he just wanted to call her name like this, a name he wished to be engraved in his bones and blood to coexist with. Now he just slowly put these two words between his lips and teeth, and there was a few traces of trembling and endless infatuation.

"Chu Qingyan, I'm here to take you away." Qin Meiyu said, standing up and pulling his arm, "You are Qingzhuo Zhenren, how can you be locked up here? Those people are blinded by lard and are unfair to you."

Chu Qingyan let her pull herself up and stood in front of her, but he still looked at her.

"What's wrong?" Qin Meiyu was so nervous that she felt so nervous that she reached out and touched her face. Suddenly she felt like she remembered something. She gritted her teeth and was about to lean in Chu Qingyan's arms, with a little shy voice, "Chu Qingyan, I came here specially today to take you away. From now on, we will be together for the ends of the world. Will you follow me?"

The soft words, because of the girl's gentle voice, were gentle and affectionate in this quiet night.

Before she could get close, Chu Qingyan took a step back and reached out to gently separate the woman who was trying to lean into her arms, frowned slightly: "Aye, you have learned a little bit of disguise and face-changing skills by Master Song, so it's Tingzhu who taught you."

"Qin Meiyu" stopped, she raised her head and looked at Chu Qingyan: "...Chu...Chu Qingyan, what are you talking nonsense!"

Chu Qingyan looked at the pretty woman standing half a step away from her, and her eyes turned calm: "Don't tremble when calling my name."
Chapter completed!