Everyone in the Yan Yuezong knew that Mo Chengfeng was infatuated with his palace master, and Shen Qingxi also felt that Young Master Mo had a good appearance and a good family background, and was a good match for Yan Yueli. But these are all things in childhood. Now I understand that things between men and women are about your own free will, and it is not easy for others to interfere too much.
When Wang Yuanting saw that Shen Qingxi's face was as embarrassed as a red apple, his face instantly turned cold. That angry look was really ugly, just like the "judge of life and death" - black and white. He remained silent for a moment and finally said Unable to bear it, he asked in a low voice: "When did it happen?"
Seeing that the momentum was not going well, Shen Qingxi hurriedly interjected: "It's nothing! The palace master knows things like a god, and Young Master Mo is following behind those little bastards from the Chenghuan Sect."
Wang Yuanting wanted to say something else. Shen Qingxi frowned and pursed her lips. He immediately shut up. Since she didn't want to say anything at the moment, she could only keep the matter in her mind for the time being. It seemed that some things and thoughts would remain in the future. It's better to say it clearly.
Yan Yueli raised the corner of her mouth and brought the topic back to the topic: "Only people from the Huanmi Sect were seen at Lin Yuan Peak that day. Now it seems that the Chenghuan Sect has colluded with the Huanmi Sect. Huan Qianqiu must not attach so much importance to the sacred objects. Simple!"
Wang Yuanting closed the black iron fan, accepted the affection between his children, and said sternly: "Don't worry, I have sent someone to investigate this matter. The palace master will rest peacefully at the inn tonight, and we will enter the Soul-Living Valley early tomorrow morning. Otherwise, I’m afraid this guy’s body won’t be able to hold on.”
Shen Qingxi returned to her usual bright smile and nodded in agreement: "We need to hurry up. He has several headaches every day, and today he fell into a coma. I have very few pills left with me when I leave the valley." ”
When Ji Beichen was mentioned, Yan Yueli became angry, but she couldn't let him go. After all, the news about her mother was pointing at him. At the moment, she could only comfort herself, suppressing her dissatisfaction and saying: "Let's set off for the Lihun tomorrow morning. valley."
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Early the next morning, Shen Qingxi rushed over to give Ji Beichen some medicine. She was always attentive to her patients, let alone someone the palace master cared about. She opened the door and saw that Ji Beichen was still unconscious. She couldn't help but feel a little worried. She poured out all the pills in the porcelain bottle and took all four or five pills with water. She was relieved when she saw that his pulse was calmer.
Shen Qingxi stood up from the bed, turned around and ran into the arms of a man. The aroma of tea made her immediately recognize her elder brother Wang Yuanting. She was about to lose her temper, but she met his gentle and watery eyes.
Wang Yuanting thought he had hurt Shen Qingxi, so he asked anxiously: "Did it hurt you? I just saw you looking at that kid in a daze, so..."
At this time, the two of them were so close that they could feel each other's breath. Wang Yuanting was so overwhelmed that he could no longer finish his words calmly. It was true that he didn't know where the love started. It went deeper and deeper. He didn't know when he fell into the gentle hometown of his little junior sister.
Wang Yuanting couldn't help but stretched out his arms to hold her in his arms and get close to her, but with the little reason he had left to wake him up, his outstretched arms finally changed direction, and then he gently pushed the lovely girl away.
At this time, Shen Qingxi was standing on tiptoes, staring into Wang Yuanting's eyes. When she saw him pushing her away, she immediately said coquettishly: "Don't move! I saw the black circles under your eyes. It shouldn't be illness. You Didn't you sleep well last night?"
"Yes." Wang Yuanting responded perfunctorily, his expression recovered a lot, but the throbbing heart in his chest was still beating happily. Wang Yuanting did not sleep all night last night. The more he thought about Mo Chengfeng, the more upset he became, even though his cultivation skills were on par with him. However, if Junior Sister Qingxi really chooses the young master of the Demon Sect, there is nothing wrong with her. After all, their status is more suitable.
"What's wrong with you? Don't you want to see my grandpa?" Shen Qingxi, no matter how arrogant she was, saw Wang Yuanting's abnormality today, but she didn't expect that Wang Yuanting had insomnia because of her unintentional words last night. She just felt that her big The senior brother didn't want to go with them to the Tomb of the Ghost Doctor. After all, her grandfather had a weird temperament and was always harsh on his senior brother.
When he mentioned that the ghost doctor had no plan, Wang Yuanting couldn't help but sigh. Ji Beichen had a sensitive identity and didn't know if the old man could come to the rescue. Thinking of this, he said: "At this time, the old man's temperament is unpredictable. He Can it be cured?"
Wang Yuanting frowned after saying this. He felt uncomfortable when he thought of the "ghost doctor" in the Ghost Doctor's Tomb who had no plans. Every time he sent Junior Sister Qingxi back to Lihun Valley, the old man would scold him and often lie to him. He didn't want to take the initiative to deliver some strange food to his door.
"Wang Yuanting, if you keep talking about my grandpa, believe it or not, I will slap your mouth!" Shen Qingxi hates it the most when people say her grandpa. Although they are not biological grandparents, in her heart, they are better relatives than her deceased parents. , don't tolerate others saying that the last sentence is not true.
"Your grandpa is famous for his weird temper. Everything I said is true." Wang Yuanting waved his hands repeatedly, feeling aggrieved and helpless. Shen Qingxi couldn't explain it and couldn't fight, so she had to run out to find Yan Yueli to reason: "Palace Master, Senior brother bullied me!"
Yan Yueli finished meditating and adjusting her breath in the room. As soon as she came out of the room, she saw Shen Qingxi running over to act coquettishly. Wang Yuanting followed Shen Qingxi anxiously.
Yan Yueli was used to the bickering between the two of them. The disciples of the sect all said that they were flirting. Although she didn't quite understand the meaning, she also knew that the two of them were close, so she responded casually and politely as usual. Said: "Senior Brother, Senior Shi is a distinguished guest of the Yan Yue Sect. It is indeed disrespectful for you to address him like this."
"I was rude first, so I apologize to Junior Sister Qingxi." Wang Yuanting lowered his eyebrows and cupped his hands as an apology. He had always been humble and polite, but he didn't know why he made such a gaffe in front of her today.
But now that he has said it, he is a man who can bend and stretch, so why should he have a hard time with a little girl, let alone someone he loves.
Shen Qingxi knew that she was fooling around, so she changed the story with a smile, and then said honestly: "Elder brother, this trip to the Ghost Doctor's Tomb is unavoidable. No matter whether Ji Beichen's body can be cured or not, take him to see him now." My grandfather is the safest."
The three of them started their journey without saying any more words. Ji Beichen was still carried by Wang Yuanting, and the four of them flew with their swords, and within an hour they reached the top of the Soul-Living Valley.
Yan Yueli was dressed in red, and her sword floated down from the air. This place was considered the realm of Yan Yue Sect, so she acted particularly leisurely and calmly, letting the breeze blow up her dress, outlining her graceful figure, making people unable to move away after seeing her. Eye.
"Sister Yue Li! I didn't expect to meet you here!" The visitor is Mo Chengfeng, the young master of the Mo Shadow Sect. At the age of twenty-five or six, he has already reached the stage of Golden Elixir Great Perfection.
The Moying Sect is located in Moying Mountain at the junction of Youzhou and Liangzhou. Mo Chengfeng has lived in the northwest desert all year round. His skin is a healthy wheat color, and his slightly curly silver-gray hair makes him even more unruly.
"Young Master Mo." Yan Yueli smiled politely, as warm as the March sun.
Mo Chengfeng was stunned for a moment. Yan Yueli today was very different from the past. There was so much tenderness hidden under her arrogant appearance. She was truly the most beautiful woman in the world of cultivation.
"Young Master! Young Master!" The disciple of the Mo Shadow Sect shouted anxiously to Mo Chengfeng to come back to his senses, and his heart was getting worse and worse.
Just now, my young master was staring at Palace Master Yan Yuezong, which was really rude. Usually Yan Yueli hates such rude behavior. Their young master has always been self-possessed, but today he is afraid that he has been deceived.
Mo Chengfeng finally came to his senses, he slightly curled his index finger to hook the tip of his nose in embarrassment, and said with a loud smile: "Sorry, sorry! I have something important to do today, so I will go to Yan Yue Valley to pay my respects another day."
Yan Yueli didn't want to pay attention at first, but then she thought, if she could get something out of Mo Chengfeng's mouth, it would save the trouble of prying, and then nodded and agreed: "Okay."
Mo Chengfeng didn't have high hopes. After all, he had been rejected by Yan Yueli many times. Now he was secretly feeling sad. When he saw that Yan Yueli actually agreed, he was immediately overjoyed.
He forcibly suppressed the joy in his heart, and said goodbye reluctantly: "Goodbye, sister Yueli!"
Yan Yueli nodded slightly as a reply. Mo Chengfeng glanced at the young man in white who was leaning on Wang Yuanting's back, smiled and left.
Shen Qingxi couldn't bear to see Mo Chengfeng's infatuated look, and hurriedly used her spiritual consciousness to communicate with Yan Yueli: "Palace Master, I see that Young Master Mo is very affectionate towards you. If he knows that you are not sincere to him, It’s just a use, as the Demon Sect is bound to find an opportunity to retaliate!”
Yan Yueli smiled slyly, and replied through a voice transmission from her spiritual consciousness: "Why are you feeling distressed? If you are serious about it, I don't mind being a matchmaker and setting up a marriage proposal for you and Young Master Mo. It's still okay!"
Shen Qingxi pursed her lips, not wanting to talk to her anymore, but when she turned around, she saw Wang Yuanting standing blankly not far away, looking at the back of the female disciple of the Moying Sect in a daze, and felt sour in her heart.
She was too lazy to use her spiritual consciousness to transmit the message, and directly said angrily to Yan Yueli who was nearby: "Palace Master, please stop telling those jokes. You know that I have my heart. I am just waiting for that idiot to wake up!"
Yan Yueli smiled knowingly. The two of them were really awkward. They obviously admired each other but neither of them spoke first, which made people anxious. If it were her, she would be happy to say it out!
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The Tomb of the Ghost Doctor is located in the dense forest of Lihun Valley in Cangzhou. The miasma in the forest lingers all day long. Without the guidance of the disciples, it is bound to be impossible to get out of the dense forest where the miasma lingers.
And this is not the weirdest thing about the Ghost Doctor's Tomb. It is said that Wuji, the leader of the Ghost Doctor's Tomb, has the weirdest temperament. Rumor has it that he only saves the dead but not the living, and specializes in treating the dying.
Rumor has it that this is the reason why he founded the Ghost Doctor Tomb, vowing to cure the helpless people within a limited time, just like robbing people from the hands of the Lord of Hell. This is why he got the name "Ghost Doctor".
The disciples of Ligui Medical Tomb were not surprised by their arrival. They were studying the art of refining medicine in an orderly manner as usual. However, the leader unexpectedly welcomed them at the gate of the sect without any plan.
Yan Yueli didn't think much about it, just thinking that Shi Wuji was giving face to Yan Yuezong. It wasn't until she entered the sect that she noticed the difference between Shi Wuji and today, all because of the injured Ji Beichen.
When everyone entered the sect, Shi Wuji had already ordered his disciples to tidy up the upper room, and in the courtyard where he lived, the inner room was given directly to Ji Beichen. This kind of treatment was something Shen Qingxi had never experienced before. .
After Ji Beichen was settled, Shi Wuji immediately came over to take Ji Beichen's pulse. He just looked at Shen Qingxi, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, and without saying anything else, he sat upright and said to Wang Yuanting, "Let him reach out."
Wang Yuanting didn't ask any more questions, and obediently grabbed Ji Beichen's wrist and handed it over...
