Xi Guxing is in the realm of transformation of Gods. A short sword is so amazing that the sword is inspiring in a flash.

Mu Ze only felt a flash of cold light in front of him, and a scream suddenly echoed in his ears.

Before he could react, Chen Gurong swung out a thread of spiritual power again and pulled out a ball of black mist mixed with red lines from his body.

The black fog twisted and roared in the air, struggling desperately to escape, but was strangled by Chen Gurong's spiritual power.

When Chen Gurong saw the hideous ghost cultivator, his pupils trembled wildly, and he wanted to pull Bingxiao off and be a real blind man.

He trembled without a trace and murmured: "Senior Brother Shishi's hiss..."

Xi Guxing said impatiently: "Shut up!"

Xi Guxing cleanly retracted the sword, threw out a crystal glass bottle, and took the plague ghosts in the air into it.

Mu Zhe was still in shock and was soaked in cold sweat. He collapsed on the ground, staring at Xi Guxing blankly, and finally landed his eyes on Chen Gurong.

Chen Gurong's face was pale, he lowered his hands with strength off his strength, dragged his wide sleeves on the ground, and his figure was shaking, and he seemed to fall down the next moment - I don't know if it was scared or injured.

Xi Guxing put the plague ghost in his sleeves and lowered his eyes and looked at Mu Zhe coldly.

The birthmark between Mu Zhe's eyebrows has returned to his original appearance. Xi Guxing watched coldly and finally understood why Chen Fengxue was so special to him.

It seems that this person is not ordinary.

Mu Zhe was weak all over, and stood up staggeringly, saying, "The head teacher..."

Xi Guxing Yu Guang swept to Mu Zui, raised his eyebrows and said, "Go to Baishang Mountain to find your Master Lou, let him see for you, what exactly is you possessed by?"

Mu Ei looked pale and looked at Chen Gu Rong.

Xi Guxing saw that Chen Gurong was about to stand firm, so he waved his sleeves and threw Mu Zhu out of Fan Jiangju.

As soon as Mu Ze left, Chen Gurong no longer had to bear it. He spurted out blood and staggered his body to hold Xiao Ke on the side and fell on the bamboo couch.

The white hair hangs down from her shoulders and falls on the couch in a mess.

With a "bang", it almost hit the head.

He gasped for difficulty, his mouth full of blood, and his eyes were a little dissipated.

Chen Gurong's family is well-off and has never even scratched him hard on weekdays. He has never suffered such pain since he was a child. His eyes were filled with mist, which slightly condensed in his eyes. His eyelashes blinked slightly and almost fell down.

Xi Guxing lowered his eyes and looked at him, grabbed his hand, and inputted a cold spiritual power into Chen Gu Rong's spiritual vein.

The spiritual vein is the life gate of cultivators. Ordinary people will never let others touch it easily. Chen Gurong's hand suddenly froze when he was caught, and his instinct would retract.

Xi Guxing said impatiently: "Don't move, are you looking for death?"

Chen Gurong had no choice but to force himself to relax and let Xi Gu do his spiritual power.

Chen Gurong looked at him in distractedly, his mind was a little confused because he didn't have much strength to speak, as if he was acting soft and coquettish.

"Can you die if you help me?"

Xi Guxing said ruthlessly: "You deserve to die by falling to death - stop talking nonsense, I am not a master, I won't eat your spoiled behavior."

Chen Gurong: "..."

Get out, you are so fucking cute.

Chen Gurong opened his mouth and scolded him: "Palm..."

Xi Guxing said in the intercept: "Chen Shiyi, please call me to teach me again and stop. You can wait for it to hurt yourself."

Chen Gurong immediately changed his words: "Senior Brother."

Xi Guxing: "..."

Something that is not promising.

Xi Guxing's spiritual power continued to flow into Chen Gurong's scarred spiritual veins like a bottomless pit, healing his broken wound bit by bit.

I don’t know how long it took, but it took him so long that even though Chen Gurong felt that he had a sleep, Xi Guxing took his hand back.

Chen Gurong was so painful that he kept humming, his eyes full of mist.

Xi Guxing glanced at him and said impatiently: "Close your eyes."

Chen Gurong said vaguely, "Hmm?"

Xi Guxing: "Tsk."

He probably couldn't see Chen Gurong's pitiful and pretentious look, so he simply couldn't see the truth, picked up the outer robe beside him and threw it directly on Chen Gurong's face.

Chen Gurong: "..."

Chen Fengxue should have killed Xi Guxing, the Tiansha.

Xi Guxing snorted: "Your injury is heavier than I thought. The medicine in Xianyun City is not very useful. If you don't want to die, you should choose some time to go to Xianyun City in person."

Chen Gurong was lifting the robe on his face. He was weak and he couldn't pull the clothes open for a long time. He simply continued to sag and responded casually without any effort.

"Your backlash is too serious. I have told you not to use your spiritual power before. Have you taken this sentence?" Xi Guxing threw a small bottle of spiritual medicine onto the small desk beside him and asked him coldly, "Who is your little disciple who is so sacred that you can make you willing to take such a risk for him?"

Chen Gurong thought to himself that he is the little protagonist, the God of God, and will become the savior in the future.

Even though Xi Guxing inputs spiritual power to nourish the spiritual veins, Chen Gurong is still in pain and almost rolls. He doesn't want to collapse his image in front of Xi Guxing, so he directly issued an order to expel guests.

Xi Guxing felt that he was not seriously injured and did not stay for too long. He only left a sentence, "I will see you tomorrow or not," and left.

As soon as Xi Guxing left, Chen Gurong curled up his body into a ball, and began to hum in a low voice again. The tears that were huddled under his robe began to flow down again, and he couldn't stop it.

Bingxiao was soaked in water, and he randomly ganged it up and mixed it with his clothes and disappeared.

Chen Gurong was too lazy to look for it, so he fumbled to find the spiritual medicine left by Xi Guxing, and half a bottle of it was stuffed into his mind.

After taking the medicine, the pain subsided a lot. Chen Gurong's humming became smaller. He thought in a daze: "I have suffered a great crime to go home."

Dad, mom.

Brother.

"I really want to go home." Chen Gurong thought in a daze, "As long as I can go home, I am willing to copy even if I am punished by my husband."

Chen Gurong was a little confused while the pain was in pain, and in a trance remembered the ending of Chen Fengxue in the book.

"Chen Fengxue was seriously injured by the ghost cultivator who took over the body of Mu's exile. After several years of care, he had not recovered. After being deviled, Yu Xinghe forced himself to take over the demon clan and placed him in a secret room. He was forced to extract spiritual power from his Yuan Dan day and night.

The pain of extracting spiritual power was a hundred times more painful than Lingchi, but Chen Fengxue didn't know where the perseverance came from. She struggled in that painful hell for ten years, and finally was tortured and killed Yu Xinghe, who was forced into a desperate situation by Mu Xi.

Mu Xu never rescued him until his death."

After comparing Chen Fengxue's fate, Chen Gurong suddenly felt that it was worth it to suffer a little pain now.

As long as Mu Ze was not taken into the bone burial tomb by his body and killed, Yu Xinghe would not have trespassed into the bone burial tomb and bewitched by the demon cultivator, indirectly avoiding the tragic ending of Chen Gu Rong being tortured in the future.

And the culprit of the demon cultivator who was locked in the bone burial tomb...

Chen Gurong didn't know very well whether Yu Xinghe became a demon after meeting the demon cultivator and asked Mu Xu for "that thing", or whether Yu Xinghe's child was originally in a dark mind.

After thinking about it, I had no result, so I simply stopped thinking about this.

Chen Gurong thought in a daze that when his injuries were better, he would definitely let Xi Guxing kill the demon cultivator so that he would avoid any more chaos in the future.

As he thought about it, he didn't know if it was painful or sleepy, and soon his consciousness completely fell into darkness.

When he woke up again, the pain in Chen Gu Rong's spiritual vein had already subsided. He struggled to get up and began to grop with Bingxiao on the bed with both hands.

He touched him like a blind man for a long time, and suddenly someone said, "Are you better?"

Chen Gurong looked up but saw only a vast white mist.

The man stuffed Bingxiao into his hand. Shen Gurong was slightly stunned. He raised his hand and tied Bingxiao to his eyes. Only then did he see clearly that the person who was speaking was Xi Guxing.

Chen Gurong said vaguely: "It's much better."

Xi Guxing sat down without hesitation and said mockingly: "I was thinking about how I would explain to my master if you died. I thought of a lot of reasons, but I didn't expect that one of them would be useless."

Chen Gurong had to get used to Xi Guxing's sarcasm, and he didn't care. He looked outside.

It's already dawn.

"How is Mu Ei?"

Xi Guxing sneered: "You have been half your life, and you still have the leisure to care for others? - He is not a big deal. That ghost cultivator should be the one who is raging the plague in Youzhou."

Chen Gurong thought about the general location in the book: "Youzhou? Isn't it very far from here?"

Xi Guxing took out the sky blue chalcedony, raised his hand and waved it, and a Kun map was spread in front of him.

"Youzhou is thousands of miles away from Jingzhou. It is really strange to have a plague ghost here." Xi Guxing raised his hand and pointed to Youzhou on Kunyu Map. "I heard Li Suo say that the epidemic ghost was so weak that he could not maintain his human form when he reached Changying Mountain. He obviously killed him but still possessed Mu Zhuo, and his cultivation level increased greatly. If you took a step late yesterday, the epidemic ghost would definitely take Mu Zhuo's body."

Chen Gurong raised his eyebrows: "What do you mean?"

"Don't you think there is anything wrong with Mu Zhe?"

Chen Gurong thought to himself, it was naturally because he was the chosen one.

Seeing that he began to remain silent again, Xi Guxing suddenly said impatiently: "What did you hide from me?"

Chen Gurong looked up at him: "What?"

"When you first accepted the Muslim as a disciple, no one agreed. But you insisted on your own and almost fought with your fellow brothers." Xi Guxing put the glass bottle containing the plague ghost on the small case, and said, "Look at this plague ghost."
To be continued...