Although Wen Sheng was not usually amiable, at least he was never so cold on the face. When Qiao Ting Nian saw him like this, he secretly laughed in his heart. The room was filled with the sour smell of love. Fortunately, his nose was blocked because of a cold and he couldn't smell it.
Wen Sheng was sitting in a chair, obviously absent-minded, and glanced into the courtyard from time to time. It happened that Qiao Tingnian didn't really want to come to express condolences to the grassroots. Seeing that his heart was about to drift to the next door, he said casually: "I came here uninvited.
It’s really outrageous, I’m afraid I’ll have to bother the Immortal Lord all night long.”
Wen Sheng immediately stood up and saluted: "Tianjun's words are serious."
Qiao Tingnian glanced at the sky and said with a smile: "The night on earth is indeed more beautiful than in heaven."
Wen Sheng turned sideways slightly and extended his hand forward: "It's really getting late. Please, Lord Tian."
Wen Sheng personally took the person to the backyard. As soon as he stepped across the threshold, Qiao Tingnian saw two graceful figures reflected in the window of the room on the right. The two were very close. They must be whispering. Looking at the other side, it was dark. That house
Either it's unoccupied or the owner has taken a break.
The place Wen Sheng took him to happened to be the dark side.
Wen Sheng said politely: "My humble abode is not as good as the Heavenly Palace. I really have wronged the Heavenly Lord."
Qiao Tingnian waved his hand: "It's my turn to say thank you."
After everything was arranged, Wen Sheng resigned, and Qiao Tingnian finally put away his deliberate smile. He sat in the dark, not sleepy at all, but his head was a little groggy.
As a last resort, he opened the window to enjoy the view. Just as his depressed heart had calmed down a little, he suddenly heard a painful muffled sound coming from the next door. The sound was very small, and it was easy to ignore it if you didn't listen carefully.
He held his breath subconsciously, but didn't wait for any sound. He went out invisible and walked through the wall into the next door.
The room was pitch dark, as if not even the moonlight could shine in. The curtain hanging beside the bed hung thickly on the ground. Even in the darkness, Qiao Tingnian still saw the black air shrouding the bed. He raised his hand, and the black air
As if being summoned by something, it floated towards him slowly, and when it was about to touch his palm, another painful groan came. This time the sound was louder than before, and Qiao Tingnian recognized that it was De
Qin's voice.
He walked over quickly, lifted the curtain and took a look. Deqin's eyes were closed tightly, her clothes were wet with sweat, and black air was traveling under her fair skin. The boy sitting in front of her was in an even worse state.
Unfortunately, he couldn't even sit still. He collapsed on the bed like a puddle of mud. The blood vessels all over his body burst out, and the red blood was replaced by black. He kept twitching, and his whole body was obviously at the end of his strength.
Deqin's face was also full of pain. As early as the first time Qiao Tingnian stepped into the yard, she noticed his aura. She panicked and immediately became confused. But once the diversion of the demonic energy started, unless the set goal was achieved
value, otherwise they cannot stop. At this time, both of them are on the verge of death.
Qiao Nian made a gesture, and a ball of soft white light separated the two of them. It was like the strong electric current adsorbed on the body suddenly disappeared. Deqin tilted her body and fell down. The boy in front of her was no longer breathing constrictedly.
Deqin was very vigilant and did not faint even after this. She struggled to hold herself up and tried to look normal, but she tried several times in vain. Her eyesight turned black, and even the people in the room went dark.
The furnishings can't be seen clearly.
She hoarsely said: "Tianjun."
In an instant, so many emotions poured into her mind, but her mind went blank. She wanted to explain but didn't know where to start.
There was a sound of deliberately gentle footsteps outside.
"Shh."
Qiao Tingnian made a gesture of silence, waved his long sleeves, and created an invisible barrier. The house was tightly enclosed. Even if someone peeked, they would not notice anything unusual.
The child on the bed was so angry that he even breathed a lot lighter. Qiao Tingnian looked at it for a long time and said with regret: "What have you done? This child is going to die."
Deqin was shocked when she heard this, and immediately looked at Yinchuan. Her eyes were black and red, and she couldn't see anything. She forced her luck. After a while, her eyeballs were no longer swollen, and she could finally see everything clearly. At this time, Yinchuan was lying on the bed.
In front of her, her face was darkened and she had no air intake, and her frowning eyebrows told him of pain.
She was completely unable to save him at this time and could not care about anything else. She stumbled to the ground and knelt in front of Qiao Tingnian: "Please God, please save him."
Qiao Tingnian looked at her and asked slowly: "Why?"
The demonic energy was running rampant in Deqin's body, and she felt that she was about to die. Tonight, Yinchuan did not know what the wind was doing, and asked her to transfer the demonic energy to him as much as possible. She was also obsessed with it, and she actually agreed. The final result was that
Both of them were driven to a dead end, and no one knew the feeling of being sober and desperate.
Seeing that she didn't speak, Qiao Tingnian took a step back and slightly opened the distance between him and her, "The Queen is so secretive, and I can't help you."
Seeing how relaxed he was, Deqin knew that he must be able to save people. The hand hanging by her side suddenly clenched into a fist. She was cruel and confessed everything.
Qiao Tingnian rubbed his chin with his index finger after listening, "Since he is the young master of the demon world, why do you think I will save him?"
Deqin knelt in front of him, biting her lower lip. She said, "You are the only one who wants to kill Li Jiahe."
He raised his eyebrows slightly: "You still won't get out of the way?"
When he came out of Yinchuan's room, there was already a trace of fish belly white on the horizon. Qiao Tingnian's body was not as good as before, and when he saved Yinchuan last night, he was even more weak now. He didn't even dare to stay in the human world any longer, holding on
I left a letter for Li Jiahe and hurriedly returned it to heaven. Then I excused myself from feeling unwell and thanked guests behind closed doors without seeing anyone.
He was lying on the bed, his whole body soaked with sweat, and he was floating in the boundless black waves. His dream was sometimes about the scene before he put on the book, and sometimes about the cake Li Jiahe made for him.
When Deqin forced his way in, what he saw was Qiao Tingnian, who was pale and struggling in his sleep with an uneasy expression. Everyone was sent away by her. She stood beside his bed, looking at his slender neck, hanging on
The hands on his side were trembling slightly. He was unable to struggle now. If...if she killed him now...
She slowly stretched her hand to his neck. As long as she exerted a little force, he would be finished.
The weather that was fine just a moment ago suddenly became covered with dark clouds.
Li Jiahe made breakfast and went to call Qiao Tingnian. Only then did he realize that he was gone and there was a note on the table, saying that there was something going on in the sky and that he should go back and deal with it first. Based on her understanding of him, he was probably feeling unwell again but he didn't want to.
I was bothering them, so I left overnight.
Lu Quan followed her and glanced into the house, "Why are you leaving in such a hurry?"
The two were talking when they saw Wen Sheng coming over with a brocade box. His fingers were clean and slender, and his white fingers resting on the solid wood box made his skin look like cream.
"Yesterday I saw that Tianjun's face was not very good. This ginseng is an old ginseng. If it is convenient for Manager Li, he can go back and give this ginseng to Tianjun."
Among the three, only Li Jiahe could return to heaven anytime and anywhere. Thinking of Qiao Tinnian's illness, she did not hesitate and left with the brocade box in her arms.
After some inquiring, she learned from Tianbing that Qiao Tingnian was recuperating and not seeing visitors. She said, "Immortal Wensheng has something that I want to hand over to Tianjun. Please make it convenient for me."
Xian Bing had been waiting in front of Qiao Tingnian's palace and didn't know Li Jiahe at all. Naturally, he didn't know her relationship with Huaide. When she heard her mention Wen Sheng's name, her expression changed slightly. She looked her up and down a few times and finally let him go.
OK.
The door was ajar. She pushed it open carefully and saw Qiao Tingnian lying quietly on the bed. Apart from him, there was no one in the room. She could even hear the sound of a pin dropping. She tiptoed to his bedside.
.Seeing that his complexion was even worse than yesterday, and he was lying there silently, as if shrouded in the aura of death. She was shocked. Although she knew it was impossible, she still put her hand tremblingly under his nose to test.
At first she didn't feel any airflow, so she couldn't help but hold her breath. After a while, she realized that the breath on her fingertips was weak and cold, but it was still there. She slowly exhaled, turned around, and almost threw away the box in her hand.
go out.
Deqin didn't know when he came in. He was holding a medicine bowl in his hand. He looked at her with an evil expression: "What are you doing here?"
She felt guilty inexplicably and cleared her throat uncomfortably: "Immortal Lord Wensheng asked me to deliver something to Lord Tian."
Deqin glanced at the box in her hand and raised his chin slightly: "Put it on the table."
"Oh." Li Jiahe, as if granted amnesty, quickly put down the box and saluted her: "If there's nothing to do, I'll take my leave first."
Deqin ignored her, raised his eyelids, and went directly to Qiao Tingnian's bedside to give her medicine.
After coming out of Qiao Tingnian's palace, she had nothing to do. Seeing that it was still early, she went directly to Wuji Island. Huaide must have explained it to the guards guarding the door. When they saw her coming, they simply let her go.
Chu Aotian was looking at the swing in the yard and was eager to try it. When he saw her coming, he greeted her enthusiastically: "Why are you here?"
After asking, he felt it was inappropriate, and without waiting for Li Jiahe to speak, he quickly added: "The emperor is still in retreat and has not come out." Speaking of Huaide, he looked a little weird.
Li Jiahe caught the doubt in his eyes and his heart skipped a beat: "What's wrong with him?"
Is it possible that there is a flu in the sky recently and everyone has a cold?
Chu Aotian frowned, as if he was organizing his words: "It's just... how should I put it, the emperor is not feeling right recently, he seems to be a different person, I can't tell you exactly, you are his pillow
Man, you should be able to feel it."
Chu Aotian lost his voice as he spoke. He looked behind Li Jiahe with some anxiety, then squatted down slightly, using Li Jiahe to block something, and winked at her desperately.
When she turned around, she saw Huaide standing in the corridor, his jawline tight, as if he was covered in wind and snow, and his whole body felt indescribably cold.
Chu Aotian didn't dare to linger here any longer. He bowed far away and trotted away. Li Jiahe also felt that something was wrong with Huaide today. He kept looking at her but never spoke. She thought he was angry.
So he slowly moved over, ready to coax someone.
When she got closer, she realized that although his eyes were open, his vision was not focused. The color of his pupils became lighter and lighter, and finally turned into silver gray. She was stunned, and her originally warm body also felt a hint of chill.
I couldn't help but shudder.
"Emperor?" she tried to call him.
He was still unresponsive and his body was stiff, as if he was immersed in a nightmare that he couldn't wake up from.
Li Jiahe boldly pushed him, "Emperor?"
Finally, his pupils returned to their original color in an instant, and he moved his fingers slightly, as if the statue from the year before had just awakened from dust. When he lowered his head, he looked a little confused: "Xiaocao? Why are you here?"
The moment he came to his senses, a warmth was injected into Li Jiahe's body. She looked at him worriedly: "Are you okay?"
"Me?" He frowned slightly: "What's wrong with me?"
Thinking of Qiao Tinnian's problem, she raised her hand and touched his forehead. He didn't have a fever. She said, "You have been in a daze, and your pupils have changed color."
Huaide's brows furrowed even more tightly, and he seemed puzzled.
On the other side, Chu Aotian went directly to find Qiao Tingnian and passed by Deqin. He stood on the roadside and saluted her with his eyes on his nose and his nose. Deqin tilted his eyes for half a minute and nodded.
Walk away.
Then he slowly breathed a sigh of relief and slipped in like a thief.
Qiao Tingnian was looking at the roof at this time and didn't know what he was thinking. When he heard the footsteps, he thought Deqin was back again. When he turned his head, he found that it was Chu Aotian with a sad face.
He had never seen such an expression on his face. Thinking that he had been staying on Wuji Island during this period, Qiao Tingnian's eyes flashed slightly and he asked: "What's wrong with you? Why do you look like this?"
Chu Aotian sighed: "There is something wrong with the Emperor."
Qiao Tingnian asked: "What's wrong?"
"Can this be said?" Chu Aotian thought about it carefully and said: "He has been in a daze recently, and his mood seems to be unstable. Didn't you notice? The environment in the sky seems to be worse. If you don't say goodbye,
Yes, look at you! You yourself are sick. Have you ever been sick before?"
Qiao Tingnian was still very weak, so he cooperated so much that he put his fist to his lips and coughed twice: "Then you have to be careful, and you must not let the emperor make any mistakes."
Although he knew that he was just a waste in front of the emperor, he still took over this burden.
Seeing that he was silent, as if he was deep in thought, Qiao Tingnian asked him casually: "Does Manager Li know about this?"
Chu Aotian nodded: "I know, I just went to Wuji Island to find the emperor."
Qiao Tinnian lowered his eyes, "Okay, I understand."
At noon, Deqin came to deliver medicine again.
"The queen has been visiting very frequently recently."
In the past few days, she has done almost all the times in the past.
There was no one else in the room, so Deqin stopped hiding her. She said, "The Lord Heaven has been a life-saving grace to our family. Now that you are sick, Deqin will certainly die without mercy."
"Oh." He caressed his neck intentionally or unintentionally. Deqin averted his eyes with a guilty conscience, thought for a while, and then plucked up the courage to look up. Only then did he realize that Qiao Tingnian had been looking at her, with eyes full of smiles, and he said
: "The Queen of Heaven has a good intention. This is very good."
Seeing that Deqin was silent again, he continued: "Your bottle of incense has already worked. If my idea is right, Li Jiahe will come to me in the next few days to find a way. As long as she agrees to put Huaide's
Return the tooth to him, and things are almost done. I will keep an eye on Li Jiahe during this period. As long as I can get her spiritual root, I will bring her into the refining realm as soon as possible. In the past few days, you will keep an eye on your
Young Master, don’t let him make any mistakes.”
There were too many words spoken today, and Qiao Tingnian gasped slightly when he finished speaking. Deqin knew that his body was almost empty, but seeing that he didn't seem to care, he stopped talking and thanked him.
, resign directly.
In just one stick of incense, the news of Tianjun's illness spread all over the sky. Li Jiahe was guarding Huaide on Wuji Island at this time. When she heard the fairy maids whispering about Qiao Tingnian's illness, she felt a headache.
The two great gods in the sky have problems one after another. No matter how they understand it, they can't understand the meaning of positive direction. Could it be that there is something wrong with the Feng Shui here?
She couldn't help but look at the closed door at her hand, and fell into deep thought. Huaide was briefly awake just now, but when he walked into the room, his pupils turned silver-gray again, but he deliberately controlled it, and this time his pupils changed color.
The time is very short.
Judging from the current situation, she won't be able to go to the human world for a while. The system has been quiet during this period. I'm afraid she has retired. Now she just ignores the crowd. Thinking of the progress bar that can't see the progress.
, she felt tightness in her chest.
Huaide's retreat time became longer and longer, and Li Jiahe kept guarding the door. Occasionally, when she was called in, she found that his face seemed to be covered with a layer of gray, but the gray would soon fade. With him
Something was wrong with Li Jiahe, and she concluded a pattern. Whenever he was not in the right state, she would feel like a cold cellar was falling all over her body. Sometimes she would feel cold even if she was wrapped in several layers of cotton-padded clothes.
She thought that maybe it had something to do with the fangs. He gave all his soul to her, so his body was naturally not as good as before.
She raised her head and looked at the sky. At this time in the past, he had already finished retreating, but today there was no sound from the door. Thinking of what she had just figured out, she hurriedly knocked on the door: "Emperor?"
There was no response from anyone inside for a long time. She was a little flustered and the knock on the door got louder, "Emperor?"
She looked into the room through the crack in the door, and could only see him sitting on the futon, his whole person hidden in the shadows, with only one hand hanging on the ground. The light in the room was already dark, and that hand seemed more like covering the sky.
It was as if the sun had blocked out the sun, casting an aura of death over the house.
She rushed directly into the house, and sure enough, although Huaide was still sitting upright, he had lost consciousness.
She panicked and hugged Huaide, hating her own weakness for the first time. The only way she could think of now was to go to Qiao Tingnian and ask him if there was any way to return the fangs to Huaide.
Qiao Tingnian's body was also really weak. He was so tired that he fell asleep directly after saying a few words. When he heard the noise coming from outside, his mind was still blank. After careful identification for a while, he heard that it was Li Jiahe outside.
sound.
It was probably the guards who stopped her.
He ordered someone to bring her in.
Li Jiahe had calmed down before entering the room, but he couldn't help but his eyes were red, like a little rabbit. Although he could probably guess the purpose of her coming, he couldn't show it at all. He asked: "What's wrong with you? Are you crying?"
Already?"
Sure enough, she opened her mouth, tears welling up in her eyes again, and she said, "Is there any way for me to return the fangs to the emperor?"
Qiao Tingnian's eyebrows twitched and he asked: "What's wrong with the emperor?"
Li Jiahe was like a drowning person at this time. Her panic made her instinctively want to grab everything around her, so she didn't notice anything was wrong with Qiao Tinnian. She held his hand and kept shaking: "He's not good, he seems to be dying."
."
The first time she came into contact with him, Qiao Tingnian explored her spiritual roots. Sure enough, the spiritual energy that had been protecting her before was much weaker. If he took Huaide's fangs now, all problems would be solved.
Solved easily.
Qiao Tingnian took back his spiritual energy and said: "I know how to take out his fangs, but to be on the safe side, you should take me to see his condition first."
The top priority is to determine whether Huaide is really in poor condition.
This is not because he has all kinds of weapons, but because of Huaide's ability, even if he is allowed to seize the slightest chance, he will fight back. Li Jiahe is his sweetheart, and the slightest mistake in extracting her spiritual root will cause a devastating blow
It was a big deal, so he had to make sure nothing went wrong.
Li Jiahe nodded and staggered forward to lead the way. Qiao Tingnian secretly sent a message to Deqin, asking her to take Yinchuan to the refining realm and wait.
No one was allowed to approach Huaide while he was in retreat, and Li Jiahe didn't dare to say anything about his fainting, so no one knew what happened yet. When Qiao Ting came, they just thought he had trouble with Huaide, and everyone saluted him from afar.
Finally, continue busy with what you are doing.
Huaide was still sitting quietly on the futon, and the gray covering his body became more and more obvious, looking infinitely close to the darkness of death. Li Jiahe's legs were weak, and she barely supported her body at the table: "What should I do?"
Qiao Tingnian frowned and said, "I'm going to take out his fangs now. It might hurt a little, so bear with it."
As he spoke, he set up a barrier outside the house to ensure that people outside would not hear any noise.
He bit off his fingertips, put a drop of blood on Li Jiahe's forehead, then closed his eyes and recited a mantra. His skin was originally white, and due to his poor health during this period, he looked even more tired. Now with Huaide
It can be said that the fangs went against the will of nature, causing him to lose all color in an instant and his whole body to age rapidly.
After a moment, the water drop-shaped light spot on Li Jiahe's forehead appeared. In the blink of an eye, the light spot became brighter and brighter. When the light was at its strongest, it slowly separated from Li Jiahe's forehead and floated in mid-air.
Almost at the same time, Huaide, who had been sitting quietly on the futon, moved his eyebrows, as if he was about to wake up.
When Qiao Tingnian saw this, he didn't have time to think about anything else and directly put the light spot into his body. After all, Huaide's Taoism was higher than his. When the fangs first melted into his body, he only felt that the blood became hot and the meridians all over his body felt like
As if they were about to burst, he even clearly heard the sound of them breaking. He covered his chest, bent down and spit out a large mouthful of black blood.