After the two talked for a while, the dark room quietly became cold.
Hu Miaomiao was weak and felt the change in temperature first. She shuddered and shrank into Xue Qingcang's arms.
"Brother, I'm so cold."
Xue Qingcang dressed her up, hugged her into his arms, and comforted her: "Don't be afraid, I'll hold you."
The darkroom is a tormenting place, and it is even more childish when it is cold or hot. It is okay if they are monks, but once their spiritual energy is locked, they are no different from mortals and may even be easily killed.
If it was just him, Xue Qingcang wouldn't say a word, but Hu Miaomiao was also there, and he was so delicate that he couldn't even lift half a bucket of water, so how could he endure the hardship?
Xue Qingcang hugged him tightly, but Hu Miaomiao was still shivering from the cold, bursts of white mist came out of his mouth, and his little hands were even colder.
"Cold... so cold..."
Hu Miaomiao's consciousness gradually faded, and she murmured vague words, like a narcissus in the cold wind, which will wither at some point.
Xue Qingcang panicked and immediately took off his coat and put it on her body one by one.
However, Hu Miaomiao still cried coldly, her slightly raised eyelashes almost turned into frost, and her face was bloodless.
Looking from a distance, this dark room is filled with a white and cold air, making people afraid to approach.
"Hu Miaomiao, you must not fall asleep, do you hear me?" Xue Qingcang patted her little face gently, feeling anxious for the first time.
In fact, Xue Qingcang was also very cold, and his meridians still stung faintly, but the strong palpitation was enough to suppress all the discomfort.
If possible, he would rather bear all this alone than let Hu Miaomiao suffer.
It's funny to say that before being taken into the law enforcement hall, Xue Qingcang thought it would be good for her to learn a lesson, but seeing her suffer was even more uncomfortable than killing himself.
Unknowingly, Hu Miaomiao's health got worse and she gradually fell into a coma. She began to have fever and murmured while crawling into Xue Qingcang's arms.
"Woooo..."
Perhaps it was too uncomfortable, so Hu Miaomiao cried in a coma.
At this moment, Xue Qingcang could no longer remain calm. He hated his own powerlessness and actually wanted to break through his own imprisonment and release the locked spiritual energy.
But the confinement of the Law Enforcement Hall is so powerful that no matter how hard he tries, he will not get any benefits except making himself embarrassed.
Xue Qingcang refused to admit defeat, nor did he accept his fate. He slapped his own Dantian with a slap, and he suddenly drew a trace of spiritual energy from the dried Dantian.
"puff!"
Xue Qingcang suddenly vomited out a mouthful of blood, his eyes turned red, but he just wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth lightly, and then used the trace of spiritual energy to attack the key points in his body.
However, every impact is a heart-wrenching pain, and those without great perseverance cannot persevere.
Xue Qingcang's eyes were filled with Hu Miaomiao's pale face, and he only knew that she was so burned that she was unconscious and had to leave the darkroom as soon as possible, so how could she care about herself.
Maybe he was too ruthless, or maybe he was too talented, but he actually managed to open most of the orifices, and the spiritual energy quietly returned to his body.
Xue Qingcang felt happy. Just as he was about to stand up, he heard footsteps approaching from far away.
The person coming is none other than Chen He!
Chen He looked at him coldly, with doubts in his eyes, as if he didn't expect that he could break through the confinement of the Law Enforcement Hall and force himself to show up.
"Xue Qingcang, that's it for now. Even if you recover your cultivation, you won't be able to leave this dark room."
The Law Enforcement Hall has always been a place where erring disciples are imprisoned. If he escapes from here, the Law Enforcement Hall will lose its face.
Xue Qingcang sneered, "Whether we can go out or not, we'll know after a try!"
Suddenly, Chen He took out a shadow stone and said coldly: "If you behave yourself, this shadow stone will not fall into the hands of others."
Both of them knew what the photo stone recorded.
Because of this, Xue Qingcang's eyes became even colder. When he didn't speak, he was even more scary than when he was angry.
"If you give up, I can turn a blind eye for the time being."
When facing Xue Qingcang, Chen He did not have the good temper before, and even became more indifferent. But when he looked at Hu Miaomiao, his eyes couldn't help but soften a little.
I have to say that Hu Miaomiao's face is her greatest weapon. Even if she is unconscious, she is still breathtakingly beautiful.
We are both men, so there are some things that we don’t need to say much, both parties will naturally understand.
At this time, Xue Qingcang hated his powerlessness extremely, "Chen He, the darkroom is too cold. My junior sister can't bear it anymore. Please take her out."
He can be punished, but Hu Miaomiao must leave here.
"Is this your attitude when asking for help?"
Because the two of them had survived Hehuan San, Chen He also vaguely guessed what happened, and became even more unhappy with Xue Qingcang.
Xue Qingcang's face darkened and he asked, "What do you want?"
Chen He sneered, and because it was about Hu Miaomiao, he started to mind his own business for the first time, "I don't want you to do anything, I want you to recognize your identity!"
Xue Qingcang suddenly paused, as if he had guessed what he was going to say.
"Haha, it seems that you have a guilty conscience." Chen He, with a face as cold as frost, reminded: "As far as I know, this is the woman designated by your master, and you will call her master's wife in the future."
The implication is to let Xue Qingcang recognize the identity of the two people, think differently and not do things they shouldn't do, otherwise he will not be the only one to be criticized.
After all, Hu Miaomiao still has a childish heart, as pure as a piece of white paper. She can be easily bewitched and hurt by others.
But Xue Qingcang was different. He was arrogant and unruly, and only Zhenjun Qinghui could control him. He had too many uncertain factors.
If possible, Chen He would rather Hu Miaomiao and Zhenjun Qinghui become a Taoist couple than Xue Qingcang.
After hearing his words, Xue Qingcang's face turned even darker. He knew his heart and desires very well, but he still felt a little uncomfortable when someone poked him with a needle.
Seeing him like this, Chen He couldn't help but stabbed him again: "If you are planning for Junior Sister Hu, why don't you summon Zhenjun Qinghui?"
For a direct disciple like him, even if his spiritual energy is locked, he should still have a way to contact his master. It depends on how he chooses.
After saying that, Chen He rolled up his sleeves and walked away, as if he didn't want to see the two of them hugging each other.
Xue Qingcang stared blankly at the woman in his arms, with a wry smile on his lips.
Sure enough, he was too greedy. He didn't want to alarm the master, but he also wanted to get along with Hu Miaomiao day and night. But how could there be a way to have both?
Xue Qingcang took out a communication talisman from his arms and murmured: "If the master comes and sees you so pitiful, he will feel sorry for you, and will he personally teach you how to practice in the future?"
By then, if they stay together day and night, will they be better than the immortal Taoist couple, but how will they get along with each other?
"I really can't bear to part with it..."
Xue Qingcang smiled bitterly, gently caressed Hu Miaomiao's smooth side face with two fingers, and finally crushed the communication talisman.
At this time, on Piaomiao Peak, Zhenjun Qinghui suddenly opened his eyes.
He was wearing a white robe, with a jade bamboo in his hair. His temperament was like that of a direct immortal with stunning scenery, and also like an aloof flower born nine days away. He was a rare handsome man in the world.
Zhenjun Qinghui's consciousness swept across the entire sect. When he swept through the law enforcement hall, he frowned slightly and left the cave in a flash.
