In the dim room, Sang Apple was lying on the bed, sweating all over, her face was even redder, she frowned, the breath she exhaled was hot, but she was still crying out cold in a daze.

Qiao Ziqian sat more than a meter away from her, clasped his hands on his knees, his brows furrowed slightly, as if he was thinking about something.

"Cold ......"

Hearing Sang Apple's murmur, Qiao Ziqian got up and lightly touched her forehead with his fingers, and the cold feeling made Sang Apple murmur, and his eyebrows were twisted together.

Qiao Ziqian hurriedly withdrew his hand as if he had touched a hot potato, with worry in his eyes.

Now the mulberry apple should be exposed to yin qi as little as possible.

"Mistress Joe......"

The ghost quietly lay on the windowsill and looked at Qiao Ziqian.

Qiao Ziqian came to the window, looked at them, stretched out his hand and handed over a thing, it was a female ghost tear with a luster color, the female ghost tear had a faint glimmer under the moonlight, it looked deep and beautiful, Qiao Ziqian said: "You take this to Soul Town, buy a drop of golden black blood, and leave the rest to you, you must rush back before dawn." ”

The ghost carefully put away the tears of the female ghost, nodded and floated away.

Qiao Ziqian glanced at the cold moonlight, turned around and sat back in his position, looked at the almost burned mulberry apples, and sighed slightly.

Time passed little by little, Qiao Ziqian nervously shook his hand, waiting for the golden black blood.

The moonlight sprinkled on him, half shadowy, half clear, and lonely.

After the mulberry apple fell into a coma, he felt that he had come to a forest, and there was mist everywhere, filling the entire forest, so that he could not see his fingers.

Sang Apple walked slowly forward with her intuition, but saw a vague white shadow in front of her, walking slowly.

Dressed in a white robe, he seemed to be wearing a hat, and only the back could be seen from the mulberry apple.

He walked forward step by step, as if on a road with no end.

"Hey, excuse me, what kind of place is this?"

Sang Apple looked at it, and there was no one on the left and right.

Hearing Sang Apple's voice, he stopped, and a low, hoarse voice came from his throat: "Who are you?"

Does this still ask me?

Sang Apple was puzzled.

"I don't know how I got here. Sang Apple scratched his head and tried to remember, but he couldn't remember why he was here.

The man turned slowly, a few strands of long black hair hanging down from his cheeks, and those bright and deep eyes hit Sang Apple's heart.

It was as if she couldn't see anything other than those eyes.

"You shouldn't be here. ”

After the man said this, he stretched out his hand, and the fog in front of him blocked the view of the mulberry apple.

"Hey, you wait!" a strong sense of familiarity hung over her, as if the person had seen it before!

"Wait—"

Sang Apple ran over, but only grabbed a handful of air, and the man was long gone.

"Who are you? Why am I here?

"Boom-"

At this moment, the mulberry apple was empty under her feet, and the whole person fell down, and the surrounding area was instantly filled with cold water, she suddenly felt that her ears could not hear, and the water entered her nasal cavity, and with her open mouth continued to pour into it, it seemed to be still seawater, salty and unpleasant.

Mulberry Apple looked at the sunlight shining into the sea, sparkling and flickering, and she waved her hands desperately in horror to surface.

A pair of hands reached into the sea and grabbed Mulberry's hand.

Sang Apple grabbed these broad hands as if he had found a savior.

The moment her head lifted out of the sea, Sang Apple felt a burst of relaxation, and she exhaled a breath and looked at the person who saved her.

The setting sun on the sea shone on him, illuminating half of his face, with well-defined outlines, eyes that seemed to hide stars, half-length hair parted to the sides, picturesque eyebrows, red lips and white teeth.

"An Qi's message?"

Sang Apple shouted in surprise.

But seeing that the man frowned, he said, "No." ”

Then the hand was released, and the mulberry apple returned to the water, and the appearance of An Qiyu in front of him became more and more blurred.

Just when Sang Apple thought she was about to burp, the water around her disappeared, and she opened her eyes again, only to find a place overgrown with grass.

The starry sky is shining overhead, the soft grass is under your feet, and there are a few fireflies flying around.

"This ...... Where is it?"

Sang Apple frowned and looked around, not knowing where he was.

"Hehehe......"

Mulberry Apple suddenly heard a burst of laughter behind her.

She turned around and saw a little girl in a white dress, sitting on the lawn, carefully holding a few fireflies in her hands.

“…… Sister?"

Sang Apple looked at the little girl tremblingly, and couldn't help but want to walk over, but was grabbed by someone's hand.

"Can't go. ”

Sang Apple turned around and saw Qiao Ziqian.

Qiao Ziqian has white hair, even his eyelashes are as white as the first snow, and his eyes have turned gray, which looks very different from usual.

"Qiao Ziqian, how did you become a killer Matt?" Sang Apple looked at the white-haired handsome guy in front of him in surprise.

Qiao Ziqian didn't speak, and left here directly with the mulberry apple, stepping into a door that appeared out of thin air.

"Where are you taking me?"

Mulberry Apple looked at the vanishing grass, the starry sky, and the surroundings turned into darkness, and then, a little fluorescence appeared in front of him, and a road immediately appeared in front of him.

Qiao Ziqian let go of Sang Apple's hand and said to her, "Go, it's time to go back." ”

Sang Apple looked at Qiao Ziqian and found that there was a trace of sadness in his eyes, and she suddenly had a bad premonition in her heart.

"Wait!Qiao Ziqian, why don't you come with me-"

Sang Apple wanted to reach out and grab Qiao Ziqian, but found that he was completely uncontrollable as if he had been sucked away by the whirlpool.

Qiao Ziqian's face gradually blurred, and his lips closed one by one, as if he was saying something.

He raised his hand and waved it lightly at the apple.

"Tick-"

Something broke in Sang Apple's heart, and she felt so uncomfortable that she wanted to shed tears, and she reached out to grab the man.

"Qiao Ziqian—"

At this time, the ghost had already returned, and brought back a light blue glass bottle, which contained a drop of golden black blood, the golden black blood is the blood of the three-legged golden crow, the color is pure gold, and the yang energy is very heavy, and the general ghost does not dare to touch it directly, and only with this container can he get it back.

Qiao Ziqian reached out and opened the bottle, poured the drop of golden black blood into the palm of his hand, and was about to reach out and wipe the golden black blood on the forehead of the mulberry apple.

This would eliminate the yin qi that had invaded her body.

Unexpectedly, at this time, Sang Apple suddenly moved, raised her head directly, opened her eyes, Qiao Ziqian's hand shook, and the blood of the golden crow fell into her nostrils......

Qiao Ziqian looked at the golden black blood that had been absorbed from the nostrils of the mulberry apple, and said, "......"

Ghost A said, "Look! She just ate it?"

Ghost B hugged his face and exclaimed: "God, if it's me, just melt it away!"

Ghost C said, "It's not simple, it's not simple. ”

Three ghosts watching the excitement are really TM!

Mulberry Apple, who woke up suddenly, felt that her nostrils were a little hot, so she rubbed her nostrils and wiped a little golden yellow on her hand.

She looked at Qiao Ziqian in front of her and asked, "What's this?"

Qiao Ziqian looked at her seriously and said, "Bird." ”

Mulberry apple: "???"

No kidding, smash the table!

Qiao Ziqian coughed twice and said, "This is Jin Wu blood, I originally wanted to wipe it on your forehead to remove the yin qi in your body." ”

Mulberry Apple suddenly had a bad premonition, and she asked, "And then?"

Qiao Ziqian shrugged and said, "Then it fell into your nose." ”

"This thing," asked the mulberry apple, looking at the golden color, trembling, "will it not be edible?"

"Yes. Qiao Ziqian's answer reassured her.

However, the next sentence was a change of words, and the mood was too late to change, "After being absorbed, there will be a surplus of yang energy in the body, probably ...... Nosebleeds for a few days. ”

Mulberry apple: "......"

Qiao Ziqian reached out and took out a handkerchief, put it on his hand, and then touched the forehead of the mulberry apple through a layer of cloth, and finally put his heart at ease.

It's no longer hot.

Sang Apple glanced at the contrived handkerchief, blew on it, and said, "Do you think my face is dirty?"

Qiao Ziqian, who was originally well-intentioned, was so much wanted to pinch her face when she said this!

"I'm afraid that the yin qi will enter your body again. Qiao Ziqian explained angrily.

Sang Apple thought for a moment and said, "Didn't you say that I have a surplus of yang energy in my body now?

Qiao Ziqian withdrew his hand and took the trouble to explain: "No." It will only make you lose your yin and yang and make you sick as a fool. ”

Sang Apple pouted, there is no reason for the harmony of yin and yang!

Qiao Ziqian stood up, moved his legs, and looked at the sun that was about to rise outside, this night had finally passed.

Sang Apple looked at his slender body and broad back, and suddenly remembered the dream just now.

The person in the dream was obviously Qiao Ziqian, but it didn't seem to be the Qiao Ziqian she was familiar with.

Why do you have such dreams?

"Qiao Ziqian, have you ever dyed your hair white?" asked Sang Apple, and called his name directly for a moment.

Qiao Ziqian didn't speak, nor did he give Sang Apple a standard look, and after a while, he said, "I haven't dyed it." ”

It's a miracle!

"Oh. Sang Apple nodded obediently, thinking that it was just a dream of his own, and there was no need to care too much.

"What do you want to eat?" Qiao Ziqian turned around and asked, "I'll make it for you." ”

"Eat meat!" shouted the carnivore with its hands raised.

Qiao Ziqian smiled lightly, turned around and walked out.

"Wow, Lord Joe is so gentle. Ghost B looked at Qiao Ziqian's back with bright eyes and said.

"Mistress Joe laughs so beautifully. Ghost C looked obsessed.

Ghost A didn't have anything to say, so he nodded cooperatively.

The words of the three little ghosts all reached Sang Apple's ears.

Sang Apple stood up with cold hairs all over her body, and then, she thought that the yang energy in her body was very heavy at the moment, so she got up and came to the ghosts, pretending to look at them menacingly, and scared: "What are you doing here?

Although she won't touch it.

When the ghost saw the suddenly fierce mulberry apple, he hugged it and trembled.

Ghost A said, "How can you take revenge!"

Ghost B said, "Yes, but the golden black blood we risked our lives to get is a life-saving ghost!"

Ghost C said, "Yes, I also watched over you with Master Qiao for a whole day!"

Sang Apple was stunned for a moment and asked, "One day, did Qiao Ziqian guard me all day?"

"But it's not," said Ghost B, "you have been invaded by yin and evil, and Master Qiao is afraid that getting close to you will make you sicker, and he is afraid that he will not be at ease when he leaves, but he has been guarding all night! ”

The other two ghosts nodded.

Sang Ping Ghost propped his hands on the table, bowing his head in contemplation.

Seeing that she seemed to be moved, the ghost was ready to breathe a sigh of relief.

Who would have thought that Sang Apple raised his head and made a grimace, so frightened that the ghosts were about to fly out.

What a trio of useless ghosts......

Sang Apple hugged his arms and said, "Who believes your nonsense, go quickly!"

The ghost raised his head, scolded her for having no conscience, and left.

Sang Apple turned, thinking about what they had said, remembering the anxious call before she fell unconscious.

There was a warmth in her heart, she hadn't been taken care of by others for many years, although this person was an unidentified ancestor, but it really touched her.

Qiao Ziqian came to the door, looked at the mulberry apple sitting on the table, and said, "Don't you wash your face and brush your teeth?"

Sang Apple raised his head, showed a smile that he thought was very shy and moved, and looked at Qiao Ziqian.

Qiao Ziqian looked at the face, hesitated for a moment, pointed to the top of his lips, and said, "Nosebleed......"

Sang Apple stretched out his hand and wiped it, and the nosebleed on both bars was fully wiped even......

She looked at the nosebleed on her hand: "!!"

What kind of nosebleed is there at this time! With this expression, it's just a mentally retarded sand sculpture, okay!

God has never made her beautiful!!