There was a sound like the collision of bronze and jade in the Toad Palace. The sound was gentle and ethereal, showing a sense of sadness and sadness. It echoed in the ears, lingering with endless sorrow and longing.
Zhuling closed her eyes unconsciously, forgetting herself in the music, and gradually lowered her arms, pointing the tip of her sword to the ground, and a line of clear tears slowly seeped out from the corners of her eyes.
She opened her eyes and saw only a gray wilderness with sand and dust floating in the sky. Zhuling turned around to escape, but was hit by a gust of wind and sand. She suddenly covered her mouth and nose, closed her eyes tightly, and stood there eagerly.
After an unknown amount of time, the sound of wind and sand stopped, and there was another sound of swords clashing.
Zhuling opened her eyes again and found that she was in the Netherworld battlefield. Dark red dust enveloped the earth, and countless soldiers in silver armor rushed toward her.
Her heart trembled, and the music seemed to have sensed the threat, and became extremely violent, hoarse and harsh.
Zhuling couldn't help but cover her ears. She had a splitting headache and her face was terrifyingly hideous. In the chaos, a graceful and graceful figure appeared. Her eyes were empty and she was looking at him.
There was a dull sound of "bang", like jade exploding or strings breaking. The surrounding music stopped abruptly. Zhuling opened her eyes again, and she was still in the Toad Palace.
Just now, was that an illusion?
Zhuling felt dizzy and lightly rubbed her temples, her tentacles were covered in cold sweat. The illusion was horribly real. I concentrated on it and tried to detect any more sounds, but all I could hear was silence.
After being confused for a long time, Zhuling came back to her senses. He came here to get rid of demons, so he immediately raised the long sword in his hand and became alert.
At this time, the toad spirit was still lost in the illusion. Zhuling made a quick decision, flicked her wrist, and the sword energy passed through his neck easily.
A stream of dark green blood spurted out, and the toad spirit twitched twice symbolically, then stopped moving. Not far away, Lan Sheng was lying quietly on the ground, with scars all over his body and no blood on his face.
"Lan Sheng!" Zhuling put away her sword and ran towards Lan Sheng who was unconscious on the ground.
"Lan Sheng, Lan Sheng!" She hugged Lan Sheng and shook him twice, but received no response from the man in her arms.
Is it because of the weird ringtone just now?
Zhuling grabbed Lan Sheng's wrist with doubts. Fortunately, her pulse was still stable and there was no fear for her life.
Toad Palace is not a place to stay for a long time, so it is better to leave as soon as possible. Zhuling looked at Lan Sheng in her arms and hugged her up. As soon as she stepped out of the Toad Palace, she happened to meet Yuwen Haosheng and Bai Ning who were coming.
"Lan Sheng!" Seeing that Lan Sheng was unconscious, Yuwen Haosheng rushed over anxiously, frowned and asked Zhuling, "What's wrong with her?" His tone was extremely cold.
"I was injured by that toad spirit." Zhuling said sadly.
Hearing the Toad Spirit, Bai Ning's nerves became tense, and her hand moved towards the hilt of the sword: "Where is the Toad Spirit now?"
"It has been removed." Zhuling responded lightly.
"I think there is someone else who hurt Lan Sheng, right?" Yuwen Haosheng said coldly, with a condescending attitude full of mockery.
He doubted in his heart that with Zhuling's current cultivation level, how could he kill the toad spirit without any damage? Lan Sheng's injury must have something to do with her!
"If you weren't incompetent, how could you let Lan Sheng be kidnapped by this monster?" Zhuling didn't show any weakness, glanced at him with disdain, and walked around him holding Lan Sheng in her arms.
Bai Ning saw the two people at war with each other and stopped in front of Yuwen Haosheng: "It's good to get rid of the toad spirit. Just get rid of it. We have to get out quickly to avoid..."
"You had wanted to harm Lan Sheng a long time ago. Now that you have succeeded, why are you still pretending?" Yuwen Haosheng interrupted Bai Ning and said regardless of his obstruction.
Zhuling paused for a moment, unwilling to argue with him, and continued walking back. But Yuwen Haosheng remained unyielding, blocking Zhuling's path, and then stretched out his hand: "Give me Lan Sheng."
Zhuling's face was gloomy, her eyebrows were furrowed, and her disheveled hair showed murderous intent. Thinking that Lan Sheng was still very weak in his arms, he was too lazy to argue with him and said coldly: "You don't deserve it." He turned and walked towards another branch.
Yu Wen Haosheng still wanted to catch up, but Bai Ning quickly stopped him again, gave him a wink, and persuaded him nicely: "Junior sister Lan Sheng is seriously injured, so we should leave this place of trouble as soon as possible."
Yuwen Haosheng frowned and looked at Zhuling's back, clenched his fist, and finally let go. Along the way, he kept his eyes locked on Zhuling to prevent her from harming Lan Sheng. The atmosphere was extremely tense. Bai Ning stood between the two of them and kept interrupting, trying to change the topic.
"It seems like we have been here before!" Bai Ning said thoughtfully.
The cave is criss-crossed with forks, like a maze. The three of them lost their way and kept going around corners. After several attempts, they still couldn't get out.
"Let's mark the crossroads we passed!" Lan Sheng's complexion became worse and worse, and Yintang was still a little dark, so Zhuling couldn't help but speed up her pace.
Seeing beads of sweat covering Zhuling's forehead, Bai Ning stepped forward and asked harmoniously: "Senior Sister Zhuling, can I help you carry it for a while?"
"There are differences between men and women, so let me do it!" Zhuling smiled lightly at Bai Ning and declined him. She hugged Lan Sheng tightly, without any pause in her steps.
After marking them, they finally stopped going in circles, but they still took many detours. It took the three of them a lot of time to get out of the cave.
When the three disciples at the entrance of the cave saw the four people coming out, they immediately came up to them, asked about the situation inside the cave, and handed them some water and dry food.
"Senior sister, what's wrong with her?" A disciple said looking at the unconscious Lan Sheng.
"I'm a little injured." Zhuling gave Lan Sheng some water, but it all spilled out of the corner of her mouth.
Lan Sheng suffered some superficial injuries, so logically he should wake up. But now not only is there no sign of waking up, but the injury is getting worse.
"I will take Lan Sheng back to Yuntian for treatment first, and you guys will deal with the aftermath here." Zhuling sighed, stood up, and returned to Yuntian with her sword.
"I'll go back with you." Yuwen Haosheng put down the kettle, not caring that he was covered in mud and smelled bad.
Zhuling was too lazy to pay attention to him, and flew straight into the sky with her sword. Yuwen Haosheng followed closely and caught up, his eyes still fixed on Zhuling.
It was more than an hour's journey from Yujian in Cangdong Village back to Yuntian. After running all the way, Lan Sheng's face became paler and paler, and there was a trickle of sweat on his forehead.
In the Rising Sun Palace, Zhuling hurriedly opened the door to Lan Sheng's room and carried her into the back room.
"I want to change Lan Sheng's clothes and clean his wounds, do you want to follow me?" Zhuling said angrily to Yuwen Haosheng.
Yuwen Haosheng glared at Zhuling, snorted coldly, and stopped outside the door. As he was pacing around the courtyard, Zhuling threw him a piece of clothing and said coldly: "Find a place to change by yourself." Then she fetched a basin of warm water and entered the room.
Zhuling closed the door and was about to change Lan Sheng's clothes, but she saw that the sleeves were tightly held by her, and there seemed to be something wrapped inside. She was a little strange, so she moved closer and opened her sleeves. What came into her eyes was the piece of jade that Lan Sheng had been wearing.
"Silly girl, you ended up like this for a piece of jade." Zhuling gently wiped Lan Sheng's cheek and murmured in a low voice.
Lan Sheng's hand was held very tightly, and Zhu Ling took a lot of effort to break her hand open. The sleeves were pulled out of his hands, and the jade rolled down and fell to the ground.
Zhuling bent down and picked up the jade on the ground, and gently wiped away the blood on it. She couldn't help but think of Lan Sheng protecting the jade in Tangquan Palace: "This is a token of love given to me by my husband-in-law!"
She couldn't help but feel a little sorry for Lan Sheng, and carefully placed the jade on the table, with a trace of sadness in her heart: Lan Sheng loved her senior brother very much, right?
Zhuling cleaned Lan Sheng's wound, applied plaster, and changed his clothes. The clothes on the table were stained with blood, but Lan Sheng's complexion still didn't get any better.
"I'm going to the Medical Immortal Pavilion to ask for Doctor Cheng Xian." Zhuling walked out of the room, glanced at Yuwen Haosheng, and said coldly.
After a while, Zhuling led Doctor Cheng Xian back to the Rising Sun Palace.
Zhuling had already told him about his injury in detail on the way. After entering the house, Dr. Cheng Xian didn't ask any more questions. He immediately got busy, opening the medical box and putting out various things.
He first felt Lan Sheng's pulse and then performed acupuncture on her. Slowly, Lan Sheng's body was filled with silver needles, but he showed no signs of waking up. Sweat gradually appeared on Dr. Cheng Xian's forehead.
"Miss Lan Sheng was seriously injured, but her meridians were not damaged. She should have woken up long ago." Doctor Cheng Xian removed the silver needle from Lan Sheng's body and shook his head.
"What's the reason why Lan Sheng has been unconscious?" Yuwen Haosheng grabbed Cheng Yixian's hand and asked anxiously.
"Perhaps her consciousness is trapped." Cheng Yixian pushed his hand away and analyzed solemnly, with an apologetic tone: "But there is a demonic energy in her body. Although it is still weak, it is extremely overbearing. It is not certain whether it is related to this. .”
Demonic energy? Even Tianzun couldn't get rid of this demonic aura. Zhuling raised her eyebrows and said solemnly: "Is there a way to cure it?"
"I have limited medical skills and there is really nothing I can do. We can wait until Immortal Yunxu comes back and let him see the cause of the disease." Cheng Yixian packed up his belongings, picked up the medical box and left.
Immortal Yunxu has come down the mountain, and I don’t know when he will return. Zhuling was worried that Lan Sheng's injury would worsen, so she stopped Cheng Yixian and said, "Cheng Yixian, you have great medical skills, please think of another way."
Cheng Yixian looked troubled. This was the first time he had seen this symptom, and he really had no idea what to do. In the end, he could only shake his head helplessly and promised to read ancient books to find a cure after returning to the Medical Immortal Pavilion.
"Master is very knowledgeable about the scriptures. I'll go find Master to take a look at Lan Sheng." As he said this, Yuwen Haosheng quickly walked out of the Rising Sun Palace and rushed towards the Tianyun Palace with his sword.
Zhuling had no other choice but to let Cheng Yixian go back to the Immortal Medical Center first, while she guarded Lan Sheng and waited for Yuwen Haosheng to return.
