"Yimei? The word 'Yi' is used very well."
The voices of the two people gradually moved away from the main hall, and the figures were completely invisible. Chang Jinghuan frowned deeper and took a step forward, as if he was going to chase the two people who left.
At this time, Chang Gaocen stopped him.
"Thirteenth brother, I have something to tell you."
Chang Jinghuan stopped and turned around in confusion.
Chang Gaocen said, "The two Heavenly Lords were playing riddles and casually sent this little clam demon to us, but we can't arrange it at will. If you can come out of that situation safely, if you grow up in the future, you will be a monster again. The incredible demon lord."
Chang Jinghuan said, "Brother, what do you mean, my Ji Chang family should treat you like a distinguished guest?"
Chang Linxiu sneered at the side, "How can a little clam demon afford the courtesy of being a distinguished guest of my Ji Chang family? I think what the eldest brother means is that since the thirteen brothers and sisters are so close to this little clam demon, why not become a Raise the fake daughter.”
Chang Gaocen didn't refute, he just acquiesced.
Chang Jinghuan's face darkened and he said without even thinking, "Impossible!"
Chang Linxiu said, "Thirteenth brother hasn't come back before, and my sister and I were still talking to me about whether this little clam demon is similar to her -"
Before he finished speaking, Chang Jinghuan turned to leave, as if he needed to confirm something urgently.
But a restriction suddenly flashed in front of him, and Chang Gaocen said coldly, "Thirteenth brother, you are so impulsive, could it be that the child who died in infancy was a fake?"
Chang Jinghuan stiffened and stopped moving.
Chang Linxiu smiled and said, "Brother, even if he didn't die in infancy, how long can the Huntian Poison Barrier remain in a child? In ten or twenty years, the poison will completely erode the origin, and he will be dead long ago."
Chang Jinghuan took a silent breath and closed his eyes.
Chang Linxiu's voice continued behind him, "Thirteenth brother, my eldest brother and I don't have any ill intentions. We just saw that the thirteenth brother and sister have been in a bad state since they entered Xianzhou. I heard that not long ago, they said they sensed the child's breath. We don’t want the Thirteenth Brother and Sister to indulge in sadness, so why not let the little clam demon distract the Thirteenth Brother and Sister’s attention. This can be regarded as killing two birds with one stone.”
Chang Jinghuan knew very well how Xi Yuan would react in despair and collapse if he knew why the child "died" back then, and he was also agitated during this period.
After several struggles, Chang Jinghuan finally accepted the arrangement of his two brothers.
After Chang Jinghuan left, the decision did not end there. Chang Gaocen squinted his eyes and sensed with his spiritual consciousness that Xi Yuan had used magic to temporarily set up a warm pavilion in the ice building. The chaos and cold blended together, which was out of place. He suddenly pinched his fingers and pushed. He put it down again halfway through, and his expression became even weirder because of it.
Chang Linxiu kept paying attention, "Brother, are there any other discoveries?"
"When we first entered Fengdian Lin Yunwu Hall, His Majesty Hong Xi once said that this little clam demon was not a demon before, but it was transformed into a demon because of the fate bead." Senior Chang looked at Chang Linxiu, "I just calculated that the fate bead was The secret is hidden, and the past of this little clam demon cannot be seen at all."
"Is there such a weird thing?" Chang Linxiu was a little surprised. After a pause, an idea suddenly came to him, "Brother, if the little clam demon was originally a human race, then the thirteen brothers and sisters would have such extraordinary feelings. , could it be that... Is it really the blood of my Ji Chang family?"
Chang Gaocen put his hands behind his hands, and his expression changed from the initial depression to a little expectation, "It's too early to tell. Once you bring it back to the family and recognize it in the ancestral hall, even the Life Pearl can't cover up the blood connection. If it's true... I want to see what kind of 'fate' this little guy can create."
"Brother is wise." Chang Linxiu flattered him and then asked, "What stupid things did the thirteenth brother do back then?"
"So what?" Chang Gaocen had absolute arrogance in his eyes, "It is only natural and right to recognize your ancestors and return to your clan."
*
In the Nuan Pavilion, I have to say that Zhao Ning was a little touched by Madam Thirteen's thoughtful arrangement, but Zhao Ning just lowered her eyes and said "Thank you, Your Majesty."
Madam Thirteen asked her to call "Aunt Xi" or "Aunt Thirteen", and then she took a step closer, so that Zhao Ning was almost three feet in front of her. Zhao Ning suppressed her instinctive impulse to avoid and called out "Aunt Xi" in a low voice.
Xi Yuan's eyes were bright, "Yier's back is still injured, Aunt Xi can heal it for you."
When she was about to touch Zhao Ning, Zhao Ning took half a step back and whispered, "The little demon is fine. The wound has scabbed over and he will recover soon."
Xi Yuan was a little disappointed, but gentle enough, and smiled, "Okay, Yi'er has a good rest."
Shortly after she left, the maid of Binglou sent three sets of dresses, in goose yellow, pink and white, with a pretty girlish style. "Miss Yi, there are some new clothes in Binglou suitable for young women. These are newly made by our sisters, don't you think so?" If you mind, please change these clothes first. Madam Thirteen said that when you get to Guanqing Cave Heaven, please ask them to make some suitable robes for you."
"Thank you, senior. Ordinary clothes are fine. No cassock is needed."
Even the maid of Binglou has a higher level of cultivation than a little demon like Zhao Ning, at least she has established a foundation.
Zhao Ning saw her placing her dress beside the bed, and heard her say in fear, "Don't call Miss Yi a senior, she will have a good rest."
The maid quickly withdrew, and Zhao Ning stood there for a moment, then walked towards the closed window and opened a gap. The coldness of the high altitude rushed in wrapped in the ice of the ice building itself. She held up an arm and moved to the outside. Looking into the distance.
The outer layer is hazy with snow-white ice mist, and it is flying thousands of miles high in the sky at the moment. The landforms cannot be seen clearly. I can only feel that it is heading northeast all the way through the light.
Guanqing Cave Sky seems to be the Immortal Sect of Ningluo Daze.
Thousands of miles high in the sky, with the strength of Zhao Ning's first-order little demon, it is really impossible to leave safely. I think I can only wait until the cave sky is clear before thinking of a way.
If everything goes smoothly, it might be faster to go to Angaogou.
Thinking of the Wuxiang Tian Fern Flower, it was inevitably implicated in the poisonous barrier of the sky. Zhao Ning glanced in the distance and saw that Xi Yuan was talking to another man. Don't look too much at it. He closed the window and saw Xi Yuan's She said that she had experienced the pain of the poisonous barrier in the sky, and the two things came to mind, hiding an inexplicable "coincidence".
For a long time, Zhao Ning suppressed the slightly messy thoughts in his heart.
He took off his outer clothes and inner clothes, placed his arms diagonally across his chest, pressed his small clothes, and turned his back to the silver mirror. There were two half-foot-long wounds on his back, and blood stains covered his back. The clam demon's shell grew outward from the shoulder blades. The outer shell is the external skeleton.
Now that the shell was completely shattered, there were still fragments of sharp external bones on the butterfly-shaped shoulder blades. Zhao Ning reached back with one hand, stared at the silver mirror, and forcefully pulled out those sharp bone fragments from the wound.
It was unimaginable that from the moment the clam shell shattered in Haimo Cave until now, she had experienced the questioning from Binglou, the pressure from the main hall, and the test from Nuange. She had gritted her teeth and endured the pain of breaking bones without saying a word.
Every time a piece was pulled out, blood overflowed again. Zhao Ning had never practiced cultivation and had no memory of Yi Mei. He could only clumsily sense the flow of demon power in his body and guide the demon power to concentrate on the wound, hoping to speed up healing.
However, the demonic power of the first-level demon is limited. At most, the blood seeping out will be slightly less. The debris in the wound on one side has been almost cleaned. Zhao Ning is already covered in cold sweat, his body is weak, and he can only hold his back half with one hand. Dressing table.
The blood on the back reflected in the silver mirror was extremely dazzling. Even if the side was almost cleaned, there were still several sharp cuts where the shoulder blades were broken. The slightest movement would cut the flesh next to it.
Her consciousness began to fade a little. She bit her lower lip hard to wake herself up a little and continued to pull out the wound fragments on the other side.
It was probably because her body had really reached the limit of endurance that she took out a piece of clam shell. Her body shook, her hands could no longer support her, and she suddenly fell forward.
At this moment, a silver glow spread out in front of him, and a tall figure suddenly appeared, with a rare hint of haste, but fortunately, he caught Zhao Ning with his arms full.
Zhao Ning's consciousness at this moment has not completely dissipated. The slight body collision even made Zhao Ning's consciousness a little higher. The broad embrace, the cool touch, and the familiar breath made Zhao Ning force herself to open her eyes. He looked up, but all he could see was the curve of his jaw.
Her consciousness finally disappeared, her eyes closed, and only the last bit of consciousness made her hold on to the man's robe tightly.
Qin Keyuan held the person in his arms with one hand, and the two figures clinging to each other were reflected in the silver mirror. His broad and well-jointed palms brushed the naked back, and the smeared blood was wiped away, and he pressed softly on the wound. The silver light spread in the palm of the hand, the bone spurs and cracks on the shoulder blades gradually recovered, and the wounds healed slowly.
The blood stains and wounds disappeared, because of the lifting posture, the bare back outlined the obvious butterfly bones and spine lines.
He looked away, looked down at Zhao Ning, and brushed away the sweaty hair from her face. After a moment, the clothes on the bed flew up out of thin air, covering her naked body.
He slowly walked to the bed and laid Zhao Ning down on the bed, but with a little distance, the clothes grabbed on his chest pulled him down.
Xu sat on the edge of the bed, his arms half supporting the bed, close to him.
The demonic patterns on his body exude a strange charm.
The tip of his nose seemed to be touching, and he stood up slightly, slowly pulling back the tightly clenched clothes.
As if he was uneasy because of this, his sleepy consciousness seemed to fall into a terrible dream, but instead he felt a familiar breath wandering around him, like a reed caught when he was drowning.
The body moves closer subconsciously.
For a long time, Zhao Ning seemed to hear a voice sighing in his ear, "It will be over soon."
I don't know how long it took, but Zhao Ning's consciousness was so long that he felt as if he had missed something. Before his consciousness could break through the blockade of the dream, his body moved, and he suddenly grabbed a hand.
But the hand was delicate and soft. Zhao Ning suddenly opened her eyes and saw Madam Thirteen standing next to the bed.
Madam Thirteen was caught, a little embarrassed, "Yi'er, you're awake."
After checking again, it was indeed the Thirteenth Madam Xi Yuan. She sat up half-supported and glanced across the Nuan Pavilion. There were no fragments of clam shells thrown on the ground or splattered blood. Everything before fainting looked like... It's a hazy hallucination and it seems like the truth has been deliberately concealed.
Madam Thirteen calmed down a little and smiled, "Yi'er is really smart. I just came in and you noticed it."
Zhao Ning withdrew her gaze, looked at the kindness and tenderness on her face, and called "Aunt Xi."
Xi Yuan responded, his smile became more obvious, but for some reason his expression darkened again.
He probably knew that his mood swings were severe, so he tried to divert his attention. When he saw Zhao Ning's neatly dressed goose-yellow dress, he smiled and said, "This color suits our Yi'er."
Zhao Ning then lowered her head to look at her clothes. She was confused for a moment and then glanced at Xi Yuan.
"This dress..."
"What's the matter? If you don't like it, you will have to go somewhere soon. Aunt Xi will get you some robes."
Of course, what Zhao Ning paid attention to was not whether she liked the clothes or not, but she was speechless again when she asked the question. She remembered that she was only wearing a small coat before she fainted. She didn't know whether it was because she was ashamed to ask or... she didn't dare to ask, she didn't dare to ask a question. The answer to "prove that the experience of the moment of fainting was just an illusion."
So, it was Zhao Ning who changed his attention, "Aunt Xi came to see Xiaoyao, but what's the matter?"
"Yi'er has been sleeping for half the day. Aunt Xi came to see you, wondering if your injury had worsened." She looked at Zhao Ning tenderly, "But it seems that after sleeping, you look better."
Xi Yuan turned over and handed a pill bottle to her hand, "This is the Huiyuan Powder. It can help you quickly recover your demon power and injuries. It can be used at your level. There are few medicines at this level in the Ice Tower. Look for it. It took a lot of effort.”
Zhao Ning looked at the elixir bottle. Xi Yuan's closeness and eagerness made Zhao Ning somewhat confused as to how to interact with him.
I had to say one more time, "Thank you Aunt Xi."
"Hey, there's no need to say thank you anymore." Xi Yuan said with a smile, "The head of the family said that since you were given to our Chang family by Tianzun, he must take care of you. Just because I was destined to be with Yi'er, he asked me to take you in. Be a goddaughter.”
Zhao Ning was startled, and subconsciously wanted to refuse, but instead touched Xi Yuan's smile and the sadness deep in his expression, and the words suddenly paused on his lips.
However, Zhao Ning lowered her eyes, she was not destined to be with them, she had her own things to do.
"Mrs. Thirteen is joking. The little demon is just an ordinary first-level demon in Haimo Cave. He doesn't dare to climb up to the Chang family."
Hearing the change and decline of Zhao Ning's title, Xi Yuan's eyes flashed with disappointment. She grabbed Zhao Ning's hand and said sincerely, "Yi'er, whether you are destined to be your goddaughter or not, Aunt Xi doesn't just say it casually. Aunt Xi I gave birth to a child more than ten years ago. If he hadn't died at birth, he would have been as old as you."
Zhao Ning paused slightly, feeling a reasonable and unexpected surprise at Xi Yuan's story.
Xi Yuan continued, "Sometimes, I really think you look a lot like me, but upon closer inspection, my facial features are not even remotely similar, and you are also from the Beng clan. Maybe it's because so many things have happened during this period, First, I felt inexplicable blood connection, panic and heartache, and then I sensed some familiar aura, I was really confused."
When she said the last sentence, she lowered her head slightly, feeling so sad that she didn't see Zhao Ning's sudden tightening of eyes.
The indescribable and incomprehensible "coincidence" lingers in my mind again.
There are more coincidences, are they still coincidences?
Xi Yuan calmed down, stood up and patted Zhao Ning's hand, "It's okay, good boy, think about it again. We have to stay in Guanqing Cave for a while, and we will give Aunt Xi an answer when we return to Suizhou."
She sensed the outside for a moment, "Look at this speed, while speaking, Bingfeng has already entered the range of Guanqing Cave Sky. Aunt Xi will go to the front first, and you can fix it later."
Zhao Ning only nodded.
Before leaving, he seemed to remember something again, "This Guanqingdongtian has never been fond of monsters, and it's not good for Aunt Xi to be by your side all the time..."
She handed Zhao Ning a jade pendant that looked like scales, "This object can cover up the evil spirit on your body, so that some blind disciples from Guanqing Cave Heaven will not accidentally hurt you."
Zhao Ning didn't answer, "Mrs. Xie reminded me that the little demon has a secret treasure that hides his breath, which can also cover up the demonic aura."
Xi Yuan paused and retracted in disappointment, "That's fine."
After Xi Yuan left, the high-altitude wind blew open the window, and his eyes jumped out of the ice building. He saw a mountain range stretching across the swamp several miles away, with flying waterfalls, sea of clouds, golden clouds, and beautiful buildings and jade buildings. It was very spectacular. .
