These ghosts all looked at me without speaking or showing any hostility.
Just watch me step by step towards the entrance of Nine Saints Mansion.
At the door, stood an old woman wearing a shroud.
It is Luang Phor.
I came to Luang Phor and said:
"Long Po, has something really happened to Qingdai?"
This serious scene made me a little scared and panicked.
It's not that I'm afraid of these ghosts, it's that I'm afraid that Qingdai really has some good intentions.
Luang Phor did not answer directly, but sighed:
"Master Qin, come with me!"
After saying that, he turned around and floated into the Nine Saints' Mansion.
I quickly followed in.
Pass through several courtyards and walk along a long corridor.
We came to a small courtyard and took me into the room.
This is Qingdai's boudoir.
It's elegant and beautiful, but I have no intention of admiring it.
I just saw a woman lying on the bed in the boudoir.
The woman was gray-haired and lying motionless on the bed.
When I saw this, I was stunned on the spot and had a bad feeling.
Luang Po turned to me at this time and said:
"Princess Qin, the princess is right there!"
When I heard this, my heart trembled slightly.
He took a step forward and approached the woman on the bed.
One step, two steps, three steps.
I felt uneasy and uneasy, with an inexplicable worry.
Although it was only a few meters away, I felt that every step I took made me feel so uncomfortable.
Because every time I get closer, I can see the indigo more clearly.
I saw Qingdai sleeping.
But on her beautiful face, dark green lines appeared.
The dark green lines spread from Qingdai's neck, split across Qingdai's face, and extended to her forehead.
Qingdai was originally a powerful ghost cultivator with two thousand years of cultivation.
But at this moment, I can only feel her very weak soul power.
Even worse than a wandering ghost.
To illustrate a problem, Qingdai was very, very weak at this time.
She should have been severely injured in some way.
"Qing, Qingdai, you, what's wrong with you!"
I was surprised and hurried forward.
This time, I subconsciously grabbed Qingdai's hand.
Her fair hands were also covered with such green veins, which looked very scary.
But in my eyes, she is still the Qingdai who has protected me for two thousand years.
The beautiful woman who has been waiting for me for ten lifetimes.
However, when I grabbed Qingdai's hand, I was stunned again.
I found that Qingdai's hands were very hot, very hot.
The temperature is higher than the temperature of my hands.
You know, Qingdai is a ghost.
It is impossible for the body to be so hot.
Even the red-skinned fire ghost I encountered before can release flames and has fire abilities.
But the body of the red-skinned fire ghost is also cold.
"Why is it so hot!
Luang Po, why are Qing Dai’s hands so hot?
What's wrong with her?"
I turned around and asked in fear.
Luang Phor has already come closer.
When he saw me asking, he sighed and said:
"Since the last time the death curse was lifted in the Dark Palace.
In order to find a way to extend your life, the princess went to the spiritual cave in southern Xinjiang.
Nine days ago, we encountered the remnants of the New Dynasty; the four rebels Liang Lin, Ai Zhang, Su Xian, Wang Xian and the ambush of the Amaterasu demon disciples of the East China Sea.
Many of his subordinates sacrificed their lives to protect the princess and break out of the siege.
But the princess was poisoned by Liang Lin's evil spirit.
Now the evil poison has invaded and the princess is dying.
It’s not that the princess really doesn’t want to see you.
But after the princess came back, she ordered me not to reveal her situation to you.
Hey! Poor princess, I will protect you for ten lifetimes.
Now that the fate curse has been resolved, I am still infatuated, so I am afraid that you will be worried!"
Luang Po was beside me, looking at the indigo on the bed.
Word by word, she told what happened to Qing Dai.
After listening to this, my head felt like thunder from the Nine Heavens.
His entire face was ashen, and his heart was filled with violent waves.
All this is for me.
I clearly remember the moment Qingdai said goodbye in front of the Black Demon Palace.
He told me very seriously that he would find a way to extend my life.
But who knew that this almost killed Qing Dai.
Jean Qingdai was ambushed by the remnants of the New Dynasty in southern Xinjiang, that is, the ghost cultivators in the Nether Sect.
But Amaterasu Demons? Amaterasu Alliance?
I haven't asked in detail yet.
More importantly, I focused my resentment on Liang Lin, the person who harmed my master.
Also, there was endless self-blame in my heart.
If it weren't for me, Qingdai wouldn't have suffered such a crime.
I covered Qingdai's hand with a sad look on my face.
And hatred for the remnants of the new dynasty.
However, I care more now.
How can we treat Qingdai and make her recover as before?
"Long Po, how can we save Qingdai now?"
I looked at her, hoping for an answer.
If so, I would be willing to go up the mountain of swords and go down into the sea of fire.
Luang Po sighed again:
"The evil poison has invaded and has spread to the soul.
If it hadn't been for the princess's thousand years of cultivation, she would have died.
Fortunately, we have given the princess the Nine Corpse Soul Beads.
Only then did the princess' situation improve a little.
But if you want to completely cure the princess, you need special medicine.
or……"
Having said this, Luang Phor did not continue.
But look at me.
I looked at Luang Phor's eyes and her hesitant words.
I understood instantly.
Or me.
I am a yin life, and Miao Nanzi's evil way calls me "human medicine".
If ghosts eat it, their cultivation and longevity will be greatly increased.
If Luang Phor hesitates to speak, it should be me.
I looked at Qingdai and smiled calmly:
"Qingdai has protected me for ten lives, and in this life she will protect me for the rest of my life.
Her injuries were all caused by me.
It’s just one life, I’m willing to give it.”
At the end of the sentence, my eyes were firm and my words were strong.
What I said about mountains of swords and seas of fire is not just words.
As long as you can save Qingdai, why not sacrifice my life?