Chapter 686
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Aohan's words, no doubt in Muxi's dead heart lake, put down a bomb, she was killed from the calm.
Muxi asked, "Ao Han, do you think someone can cure it? Who? "
Aohan said dryly, "that, the pharmacist, can cure."
"Which one?" Mu Xi asked patiently that Ao Han's memory was confused and he could remember her all the time because after Ao Yong's death, when he was just possessed of demons, he had been supervised to prevent him from becoming a real ogre.
For others, I'm afraid, except for some names in the grassland, his memory is very confused. Even for Lou Jingxiao, he sometimes disappears.
Because, to talk to Aohan, she has to be patient.
Ao Han wrinkled and didn't think about it. He choked out a sentence: "ah Nu, pharmacist..."
He said it endlessly. 1234 and Chuyuan were puzzled, but Muxi understood.
"You mean the pharmacist ah Nu took us to? He has a way to cure my eyes? "
Aohan took off the hat on his head, staring at Muxi for a moment, and nodded heavily: "Hmmm, HMM!"
"Didn't he say there was no way?" Mu Xi asked, this is also too strange, at the beginning he also said there is no way, why now say can cure?
What's more, the hermit pharmacist and many powerful doctors say that they can't be cured. Does he really have a way?
Aohan did not know, he frowned: "he wrote, said can cure."
"It's not a trap." Chu Yuan said: "the human beings in the spirit City, under the influence of the spirit Pavilion all the year round, are certainly not very reliable."
Lou Jingxiao asked, "who took you to the pharmacist?"
"It's a sorcerer named a nu." Muxi said: "she killed many immortals in the spirit Pavilion, and did not devour the human soul. It should be the same as Aohan."
They are all people who can't help themselves to become magic practitioners.
In fact, there are many such practitioners on the mainland. In order to survive, they have to restrain their own nature. Therefore, they only devour the original gods of heinous people, but never those of good people.
However, the immoral people's spirits are often dirty and dirty, and their gloomy emotions are very strong, which engulf their spirits, which is not good for their nature. However, it will make them more and more difficult to control their body's bloodthirsty desire.
But there is no way, if they want to live, they can only do so.
"Find out who she is." Lou Jingxiao ordered: "if he can cure it, it's not too late to postpone his visit for a few days. I'll wait until I find out what identity this woman is."
Recently, there are more and more magic practitioners on the mainland. They hide in the human world and in the demon world. They can't survive for a long time in the demon world, they will be excluded, and they can't survive for a long time in the human world.
"Yes, get off the horse."
Chu Yi immediately took Chu Er to arrange for someone.
If it's a trap They can also eliminate the danger one step at a time.
……
Taiyi City, soul seizing sect.
In the huge talisman hall, a man in white is sitting under the magnolia tree, emaciated and exuberant.
A gust of wind, Magnolia petals fall, fall on his shoulder, he slightly raised his head, brush off the petals on the shoulder, white and handsome facial features with a touch of pathological color.
"Brother song."
There are footsteps behind him, interrupting the beautiful man's daze and meditation.
Bai Zhijing came to him and sat down. He said slowly, "brother song, this is the news from the demon clan. There should be nothing wrong with my good disciple, but..."
Song QingHan takes back the look from afar. On his pale handsome face, he has a touch of pain that can't be heard: "say it, but what?"
Bai Zhijing sighed: "but I heard that many pharmacists said that she couldn't cure her eyes. Fortunately, my good disciple was lucky enough to meet a hermit master and repair her injured soul."
Song QingHan sighed gently: "the soul is not good to recover, if it is not for her firm will, no matter how good the wound, it can not repair that scar."
No one knows better than him the pain of losing his companion soul.
He never thought that such pain would be repeated in hee.
"I hope so." Bai Zhijing was indignant and indignant: "it's a pity that I'm practicing fufu. If I'm refining medicine, I'll certainly try my best to find a way for my apprentice."
Song QingHan is silent again.
Bai Zhijing felt strange that song QingHan was not such a silent person when he first came. However, he was in a daze all day for a few months.
Bai Zhijing always thinks that song QingHan should be equally unfathomable. In addition, he is Mu Xi's uncle. Even Lou Jingxiao, the demon emperor, is polite to him. He must have some skills.
But it's been very strange lately.
Bai Zhijing said: "brother song Didn't you say that if you don't stay for a few days, you will have to go to work? "It's still urgent?
But now, he is in this talisman hall, a daze, is a daze for ten days in the middle of the night, do not know what happened.
Occasionally I come to the talisman hall to find his disciples. I can often see him sitting here. Some disciples react with him and ask him what's wrong with him. Looking at his back, I don't know how I feel lonely and sad.
But Bai Zhijing looks at Song QingHan. It's nothing.
Song QingHan poured a cup of tea: "wait for Xi'er to come back."
"No problem." Bai Zhijing thought, should be worried about Muxi, is really a good uncle!
Bai Zhijing stayed for a while and then left.
Song QingHan is still sitting there, seems to be ready to sit for a day and a night, even motionless.
When the moon rises and all sounds are quiet, song QingHan finally moves. He turns slightly and looks at the shadow. There, a pair of eyes look at him quietly.
Seeing that he was found, Jingyao didn't hide any more and came slowly.
Song QingHan poured himself a cup of tea, but his face was more pale.
Jingyao put a dagger in front of him, his voice hoarse way: "you kill me."
Song QingHan moves slightly and looks up at her.
Jingyao looks haggard and has red silk in her eyes.
"Why?" He spoke slowly.
Even though he had known the reason for the betrayal, he wanted to hear it from her.
Jingyao forehead head, pulled the corner of the mouth, light way: "there is no reason, repair the devil, how many are good-natured."
Song QingHan stares at her for a moment.
Jingyao said: "but sometimes I still feel disgusted, so I sent him to the door to beg for death, and killed me, just to avenge your precious niece."
Song QingHan poured tea for a long time, and finally sent it into his mouth.
The tea was already cold but tasteless.
Silence for a long time, he slowly put down the cup: "you go."
Jingyao was stunned slightly.
Song QingHan stood up, turned around and left the place where he had been in a daze for several months, leaving only one sentence, as cold as the tea: "don't meet again."
Kill her?
How to do it?
If you forgive her, where will Xi'er be?
Then, only never meet.
Jingyao looked at his back, bit by bit submerged in the night.
He walked so clearly, did not look back, Jingyao slowly sighed, or, it will never meet.
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Aohan's words, no doubt in Muxi's dead heart lake, put down a bomb, she was killed from the calm.
Muxi asked, "Ao Han, do you think someone can cure it? Who? "
Aohan said dryly, "that, the pharmacist, can cure."
"Which one?" Mu Xi asked patiently that Ao Han's memory was confused and he could remember her all the time because after Ao Yong's death, when he was just possessed of demons, he had been supervised to prevent him from becoming a real ogre.
For others, I'm afraid, except for some names in the grassland, his memory is very confused. Even for Lou Jingxiao, he sometimes disappears.
Because, to talk to Aohan, she has to be patient.
Ao Han wrinkled and didn't think about it. He choked out a sentence: "ah Nu, pharmacist..."
He said it endlessly. 1234 and Chuyuan were puzzled, but Muxi understood.
"You mean the pharmacist ah Nu took us to? He has a way to cure my eyes? "
Aohan took off the hat on his head, staring at Muxi for a moment, and nodded heavily: "Hmmm, HMM!"
"Didn't he say there was no way?" Mu Xi asked, this is also too strange, at the beginning he also said there is no way, why now say can cure?
What's more, the hermit pharmacist and many powerful doctors say that they can't be cured. Does he really have a way?
Aohan did not know, he frowned: "he wrote, said can cure."
"It's not a trap." Chu Yuan said: "the human beings in the spirit City, under the influence of the spirit Pavilion all the year round, are certainly not very reliable."
Lou Jingxiao asked, "who took you to the pharmacist?"
"It's a sorcerer named a nu." Muxi said: "she killed many immortals in the spirit Pavilion, and did not devour the human soul. It should be the same as Aohan."
They are all people who can't help themselves to become magic practitioners.
In fact, there are many such practitioners on the mainland. In order to survive, they have to restrain their own nature. Therefore, they only devour the original gods of heinous people, but never those of good people.
However, the immoral people's spirits are often dirty and dirty, and their gloomy emotions are very strong, which engulf their spirits, which is not good for their nature. However, it will make them more and more difficult to control their body's bloodthirsty desire.
But there is no way, if they want to live, they can only do so.
"Find out who she is." Lou Jingxiao ordered: "if he can cure it, it's not too late to postpone his visit for a few days. I'll wait until I find out what identity this woman is."
Recently, there are more and more magic practitioners on the mainland. They hide in the human world and in the demon world. They can't survive for a long time in the demon world, they will be excluded, and they can't survive for a long time in the human world.
"Yes, get off the horse."
Chu Yi immediately took Chu Er to arrange for someone.
If it's a trap They can also eliminate the danger one step at a time.
……
Taiyi City, soul seizing sect.
In the huge talisman hall, a man in white is sitting under the magnolia tree, emaciated and exuberant.
A gust of wind, Magnolia petals fall, fall on his shoulder, he slightly raised his head, brush off the petals on the shoulder, white and handsome facial features with a touch of pathological color.
"Brother song."
There are footsteps behind him, interrupting the beautiful man's daze and meditation.
Bai Zhijing came to him and sat down. He said slowly, "brother song, this is the news from the demon clan. There should be nothing wrong with my good disciple, but..."
Song QingHan takes back the look from afar. On his pale handsome face, he has a touch of pain that can't be heard: "say it, but what?"
Bai Zhijing sighed: "but I heard that many pharmacists said that she couldn't cure her eyes. Fortunately, my good disciple was lucky enough to meet a hermit master and repair her injured soul."
Song QingHan sighed gently: "the soul is not good to recover, if it is not for her firm will, no matter how good the wound, it can not repair that scar."
No one knows better than him the pain of losing his companion soul.
He never thought that such pain would be repeated in hee.
"I hope so." Bai Zhijing was indignant and indignant: "it's a pity that I'm practicing fufu. If I'm refining medicine, I'll certainly try my best to find a way for my apprentice."
Song QingHan is silent again.
Bai Zhijing felt strange that song QingHan was not such a silent person when he first came. However, he was in a daze all day for a few months.
Bai Zhijing always thinks that song QingHan should be equally unfathomable. In addition, he is Mu Xi's uncle. Even Lou Jingxiao, the demon emperor, is polite to him. He must have some skills.
But it's been very strange lately.
Bai Zhijing said: "brother song Didn't you say that if you don't stay for a few days, you will have to go to work? "It's still urgent?
But now, he is in this talisman hall, a daze, is a daze for ten days in the middle of the night, do not know what happened.
Occasionally I come to the talisman hall to find his disciples. I can often see him sitting here. Some disciples react with him and ask him what's wrong with him. Looking at his back, I don't know how I feel lonely and sad.
But Bai Zhijing looks at Song QingHan. It's nothing.
Song QingHan poured a cup of tea: "wait for Xi'er to come back."
"No problem." Bai Zhijing thought, should be worried about Muxi, is really a good uncle!
Bai Zhijing stayed for a while and then left.
Song QingHan is still sitting there, seems to be ready to sit for a day and a night, even motionless.
When the moon rises and all sounds are quiet, song QingHan finally moves. He turns slightly and looks at the shadow. There, a pair of eyes look at him quietly.
Seeing that he was found, Jingyao didn't hide any more and came slowly.
Song QingHan poured himself a cup of tea, but his face was more pale.
Jingyao put a dagger in front of him, his voice hoarse way: "you kill me."
Song QingHan moves slightly and looks up at her.
Jingyao looks haggard and has red silk in her eyes.
"Why?" He spoke slowly.
Even though he had known the reason for the betrayal, he wanted to hear it from her.
Jingyao forehead head, pulled the corner of the mouth, light way: "there is no reason, repair the devil, how many are good-natured."
Song QingHan stares at her for a moment.
Jingyao said: "but sometimes I still feel disgusted, so I sent him to the door to beg for death, and killed me, just to avenge your precious niece."
Song QingHan poured tea for a long time, and finally sent it into his mouth.
The tea was already cold but tasteless.
Silence for a long time, he slowly put down the cup: "you go."
Jingyao was stunned slightly.
Song QingHan stood up, turned around and left the place where he had been in a daze for several months, leaving only one sentence, as cold as the tea: "don't meet again."
Kill her?
How to do it?
If you forgive her, where will Xi'er be?
Then, only never meet.
Jingyao looked at his back, bit by bit submerged in the night.
He walked so clearly, did not look back, Jingyao slowly sighed, or, it will never meet.
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Aohan's words, no doubt in Muxi's dead heart lake, put down a bomb, she was killed from the calm. Muxi asked, "Ao Han, do you think someone can cure it? Who? " Aohan said dryly, "that, the pharmacist, can cure." "Which one?" Mu Xi asked patiently that Ao Han's memory was confused and he could remember her all the time because after Ao Yong's death, when he was just possessed of demons, he had been supervised to prevent him from becoming a real ogre. For others, I'm afraid, except for some names in the grassland, his memory is very confused. Even for Lou Jingxiao, he sometimes disappears. Because, to talk to Aohan, she has to be patient. Ao Han wrinkled and didn't think about it. He choked out a sentence: "ah Nu, pharmacist..." He said it endlessly. 1234 and Chuyuan were puzzled, but Muxi understood. "You mean the pharmacist ah Nu took us to? He has a way to cure my eyes? " Aohan took off the hat on his head, staring at Muxi for a moment, and nodded heavily: "Hmmm, HMM!" "Didn't he say there was no way?" Mu Xi asked, this is also too strange, at the beginning he also said there is no way, why now say can cure? What's more, the hermit pharmacist and many powerful doctors say that they can't be cured. Does he really have a way? Aohan did not know, he frowned: "he wrote, said can cure." "It's not a trap." Chu Yuan said: "the human beings in the spirit City, under the influence of the spirit Pavilion all the year round, are certainly not very reliable." Lou Jingxiao asked, "who took you to the pharmacist?" "It's a sorcerer named a nu." Muxi said: "she killed many immortals in the spirit Pavilion, and did not devour the human soul. It should be the same as Aohan." They are all people who can't help themselves to become magic practitioners. In fact, there are many such practitioners on the mainland. In order to survive, they have to restrain their own nature. Therefore, they only devour the original gods of heinous people, but never those of good people. However, the immoral people's spirits are often dirty and dirty, and their gloomy emotions are very strong, which engulf their spirits, which is not good for their nature. However, it will make them more and more difficult to control their body's bloodthirsty desire. But there is no way, if they want to live, they can only do so. "Find out who she is." Lou Jingxiao ordered: "if he can cure it, it's not too late to postpone his visit for a few days. I'll wait until I find out what identity this woman is." Recently, there are more and more magic practitioners on the mainland. They hide in the human world and in the demon world. They can't survive for a long time in the demon world, they will be excluded, and they can't survive for a long time in the human world. "Yes, get off the horse." Chu Yi immediately took Chu Er to arrange for someone. If it's a trap They can also eliminate the danger one step at a time. Taiyi City, soul seizing sect. In the huge talisman hall, a man in white is sitting under the magnolia tree, emaciated and exuberant. A gust of wind, Magnolia petals fall, fall on his shoulder, he slightly raised his head, brush off the petals on the shoulder, white and handsome facial features with a touch of pathological color. "Brother song." There are footsteps behind him, interrupting the beautiful man's daze and meditation. Bai Zhijing came to him and sat down. He said slowly, "brother song, this is the news from the demon clan. There should be nothing wrong with my good disciple, but..." Song QingHan takes back the look from afar. On his pale handsome face, he has a touch of pain that can't be heard: "say it, but what?" Bai Zhijing sighed: "but I heard that many pharmacists said that she couldn't cure her eyes. Fortunately, my good disciple was lucky enough to meet a hermit master and repair her injured soul." Song QingHan sighed gently: "the soul is not good to recover, if it is not for her firm will, no matter how good the wound, it can not repair that scar." No one knows better than him the pain of losing his companion soul. He never thought that such pain would be repeated in hee. "I hope so." Bai Zhijing was indignant and indignant: "it's a pity that I'm practicing fufu. If I'm refining medicine, I'll certainly try my best to find a way for my apprentice." Song QingHan is silent again. Bai Zhijing felt strange that song QingHan was not such a silent person when he first came. However, he was in a daze all day for a few months. Bai Zhijing always thinks that song QingHan should be equally unfathomable. In addition, he is Mu Xi's uncle. Even Lou Jingxiao, the demon emperor, is polite to him. He must have some skills. But it's been very strange lately. Bai Zhijing said: "brother song Didn't you say that if you don't stay for a few days, you will have to go to work? "It's still urgent? But now, he is in this talisman hall, a daze, is a daze for ten days in the middle of the night, do not know what happened. Occasionally I come to the talisman hall to find his disciples. I can often see him sitting here. Some disciples react with him and ask him what's wrong with him. Looking at his back, I don't know how I feel lonely and sad. But Bai Zhijing looks at Song QingHan. It's nothing. Song QingHan poured a cup of tea: "wait for Xi'er to come back." "No problem." Bai Zhijing thought, should be worried about Muxi, is really a good uncle! Bai Zhijing stayed for a while and then left. Song QingHan is still sitting there, seems to be ready to sit for a day and a night, even motionless. When the moon rises and all sounds are quiet, song QingHan finally moves. He turns slightly and looks at the shadow. There, a pair of eyes look at him quietly. Seeing that he was found, Jingyao didn't hide any more and came slowly. Song QingHan poured himself a cup of tea, but his face was more pale. Jingyao put a dagger in front of him, his voice hoarse way: "you kill me." Song QingHan moves slightly and looks up at her. Jingyao looks haggard and has red silk in her eyes. "Why?" He spoke slowly. Even though he had known the reason for the betrayal, he wanted to hear it from her. Jingyao forehead head, pulled the corner of the mouth, light way: "there is no reason, repair the devil, how many are good-natured." Song QingHan stares at her for a moment. Jingyao said: "but sometimes I still feel disgusted, so I sent him to the door to beg for death, and killed me, just to avenge your precious niece." Song QingHan poured tea for a long time, and finally sent it into his mouth. The tea was already cold but tasteless. Silence for a long time, he slowly put down the cup: "you go." Jingyao was stunned slightly. Song QingHan stood up, turned around and left the place where he had been in a daze for several months, leaving only one sentence, as cold as the tea: "don't meet again." Kill her? How to do it? If you forgive her, where will Xi'er be? Then, only never meet. Jingyao looked at his back, bit by bit submerged in the night. He walked so clearly, did not look back, Jingyao slowly sighed, or, it will never meet. www.novelhall.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
