When everyone entered the room, they saw Sikong Mingxuan lying on the bed where Feng Zhiling was, already unconscious.

Everyone thought it was incredible.

The highest cultivators in the Three Realms gathered here, and actually let an injured person who had just returned from the brink of death silently injured the profound divine doctor, and then disappeared out of thin air?

"My master was seriously injured," Meng Yao stood on the edge of the bed and said abruptly, "I'm afraid ......."

After Lan Chengyi took the pulse of Sikong Ming, his face darkened.

Lan Yuan probed Sikong Ming's snort and found that he was dying and dying.

"I'm sorry, Miss Mengyao. Lan Yuan said apologetically, "I'll go and come back to her now and ask her why she did this." ”

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When Ling Xiao heard that Feng Zhiling was missing, he broke into the room to take a look at the situation of Sikong Mingming, and immediately took people out of Kunlunxu, looking for Feng Zhiling's whereabouts all the way, but found nothing.

After returning to the Demon Realm, Ling Xiao ordered the Four Demon Envoys to send his henchmen and disciples to search around in the Four Domains of the Demon Realm, and he also went to all the places where Feng Zhiling might go.

Chengluan Temple, Chiyan Mountain, Wufu Sea, Hurricane Valley, Netherworld Realm...... There was no sign of her.

Ling Xiao's biggest worry was that Feng Zhiling had not returned to the Demon Realm at all. After all, her heart has always been in Taiyimen. When did this demon realm, along with his uncle, ever have a place in her heart?

Holding on to the last bit of hope, he pushed open the door of Min'an's store.

She was standing there.

Now He Lanyuan and Lan Cheng Yi are looking for her whereabouts all over the world, but she is here, in the Demon Realm, in front of her mother's portrait and tablet, looking up at the portrait in a daze.

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Ling Xiao's voice was a little hoarse when he was excited, and he called, "Yu'er, you-"

She didn't look back, she didn't move.

"—how are you?" asked Ling Xiao.

"I think of something, uncle. She still didn't move, and no more emotion could be heard in her tone, "I was five years old. ”

"Why did you suddenly remember?" Ling Xiao asked. This uncle sound fell on his ears, and to him, it was so precious.

"It turned out that on the day of the Immortal and Demon War, my master not only saved me from dying, but also sealed my memories and made me forget everything that happened before. Feng Zhiling said lightly, "However, when Kunlun Xu's Boss Kong Divine Doctor treated me for the Cold Corpse Gu, the seal was broken, and all my memories from before I was five years old came back. ”

"It turns out that Xiheting sealed your memory. I thought you just forgot ......."

"Uncle, I have such a good memory, how can I forget? I even remember what happened when I was just able to walk. Feng Zhiling said, "At that time, you liked to hold my hand the most, deliberately let go suddenly, let me take a few steps forward stupidly, and then pounce on you." ”

"Yu'er, do you really remember everything......? Do you remember how your mother died?"

"Of course I do. Feng Zhiling calmly recounted, "On that day, the heads of the five sects and seven factions and the first disciples of each sect besieged my father and mother in the Tongtian Temple. I was pinched by the neck by the head of the Kunshan Gate, and they held me hostage and threatened my father and mother to surrender. Naturally, my father was unwilling and refused to give in, but Tang Zhengxi, the head of the Yishan faction, immediately borrowed the hand of the head of the Kunshan sect and slapped me. Dad was angry and fought with them, killing Qi Youduan, the head of Kunshan Gate, and Hai Nanshui, the head of Changxue Gate. The rest of the Immortal Sect Masters were naturally enraged, and they forced my father and mother to commit suicide, otherwise they would kill me on the spot. My mother was worried about me, and scolded my father for being cold-blooded and ignoring my life and death, and she pierced her neck with a lock spirit whip, just begging those immortal decent people to spare my life. Dad hugged his mother, and he went crazy, killing and injuring several people. Later, I fell into the hands of my master Xi Heting, and it was he who hid from the world and spared my life. And my mother died on the spot......"

The sword light and blood shadow of that day, the changes of life and death, were underwritten in just a few words, and the tone was even a little dull peacefully.

"Looks like you really remember. ”

"I remember how you led me to escape, and how those men beat me into a coma and snatched me from you. Feng Zhiling said slowly, "I thought that my uncle was killed by those people from the Immortal Sect, I thought that I would never have an uncle again." ”

"Yu'er ......" Ling Xiao walked over emotionally, stretched out his right hand and put it on Feng Zhiling's shoulder.

"How did you survive death?" Feng Zhiling turned her head and looked at Ling Xiao calmly.

"It was Meng Yao who saved me. ”

"I see. Feng Zhiling turned her head again and looked at Ling Long's tablet.

Ling Xiao withdrew his hand, shook it unnaturally, and asked, "Did you hurt Sikong Mingxuan?"

"What do you say?" Feng Zhiling asked, looking at the tablet.

"Why?"

"He wants to seal my big hole around me and make me a waste. Feng Zhiling's tone suddenly cooled, "I don't want to be a waster." ”

She turned her head, looked into Ling Xiao's eyes, and asked, "Does my uncle also want me to become a waste person for the rest of my life?" You've changed, uncle, you weren't like that when I was a kid. Do you think that if I become a waste, you can imprison me in the Heavenly Demon Palace for the rest of your life? Fool, when the time comes, it will only be He Lanyuan's turn, and it will not be your turn. ”

"I, Lian Yuhuang, the female venerable of the Demon Realm, is not imprisoned if anyone wants to. ”

Ling Xiao paused, and suddenly realized that she was no longer the same person she used to be.

He didn't know whether to rejoice or be sad.

Isn't that what he's been looking forward to for a long time?

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"The portraits are all old, aren't they?" Feng Zhiling finally raised his head and glanced at Ling Long's portrait, turned around and lightly hooked the corners of his mouth at Ling Xiao, brushed his shoulders, and walked out of the door of the Min'an Hall with his shoulders high and low.

"Yu'er, what's wrong with your leg?" Ling Xiao asked hurriedly and worriedly, following her out of the door.

"Of course, it's a matter of course. wanted to seal the acupuncture points around my body, but he successfully abolished one of my legs. But he also has a short life, which is fair. Feng Zhiling said.

Ling Xiao looked at Feng Zhiling's petite and thin back, although she was lame in her right leg, she saw an invisible force in her body out of thin air.

For a moment, people forgot that not long ago, she was still scarred and covered in blood on the Wangyun Tower, and when she was brought back to the Demon Palace from the Wangyun Tower, she looked bloodless and half-dead.

"Uncle will help you take a look. Ling Xiao said, leaning down to touch her right leg.

"It's useless. She stopped.

Ling Xiao still leaned over and used her true qi to test her right leg. After a moment, his face was solemn.

"Yu'er, if you don't kill Sikong Mingxuan, he may have a way to heal your leg. But you ......"

She interrupted him and smiled faintly, "Why, the way I look, doesn't my uncle hurt me?"

"As long as you want to, your uncle will still love you as much as he used to, and even love you more. ”

"Is it? is that kind of love?" a vague smile appeared on her lips.

Ling Xiao's eyes flickered, and he quickly settled down and said, "Yu'er, my uncle was sorry for you before." Uncle ...... I will never think about going beyond the norm again, and I will protect you for the rest of my life. ”

She seemed to be smiling, staring at Ling Xiao with interest, and suddenly pushed Ling Xiao hard.

Although the injuries on Ling Xiao's body had recovered a little after waiting for her to wake up, they were still very serious, and they couldn't withstand her sudden force at all, so she immediately took a few steps back and leaned on the pillar of the porch.

She leaned in front of Ling Xiao, leaned over and leaned her face over, the tip of her nose was only a little different from Ling Xiao's side face, her warm breath sprayed on Ling Xiao's cheeks, her voice was low, and the corners of her eyes were full of charm that she had never seen before: "But uncle, you are so badly injured, how can you protect Yu'er?"

Ling Xiao turned her head unnaturally, and slowly stood up straight with one hand on her chest and one hand on the pillar, she then got up, looked at his chest and said, "Your injury ......"

She stretched out her right palm and pressed it against the blood-soaked wound on Ling Xiao's chest, and suddenly opened his shirt, her soft fingers stroking back and forth between his two gauze wounds and his bare chest.

This provocative action made Ling Xiao feel uncomfortable, and he unconsciously glanced at the Min'an Palace, and grabbed her hand moving up and down.

She didn't care, she slowly broke free from Ling Xiao's confinement, pressed her palm on the wound in his heart, and said softly and coquettishly: "Uncle, you are so badly injured, Yu'er is distressed when she sees it." Why don't you let Yu'er heal your injuries first?"

"No, I'll heal myself......"

"The two holy weapons are not there, how can your hidden dragon sword wound be easily healed? Why, does my uncle not want Yu'er to help, or does he not dare, huh?"

"You are seriously injured and just recovering from it, so you should not be rash. Ling Xiao took her hand away from her wound.

"Don't worry about this uncle, I'm fine. ”

Ling Xiao was forced by her to have no reason to find it, so she had to agree.

She stretched out her two hands to take Ling Xiao's hand, and Yu Qi left the Min'an Hall with him and returned to her own dormitory, Chengluan Courtyard.

She pulled Ling Xiao to sit on the couch in the dormitory where she lived later, and the two sat opposite each other with their eyes closed, palms facing each other, and she continuously sent true qi into Ling Xiao's body to heal him.

She really just wants to heal me—Ling Xiao comforted herself in her heart. Thinking like this, he calmed down and let her true qi swim in his body, which really made him feel that his whole body was much more accessible.

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Ling Xiao didn't know when he fell asleep. He lay on her fragrant bed, covered with a soft lilac silk quilt, pillow a soft smoky purple embroidered concubine-colored camellia silk pillow, the concubine-colored double silk gauze tent hung down on one side, and the bed side table was smoked with a faint fragrance of flowers, and a trace of green smoke - this scene made him think that he was in a dream.

He got up and didn't see her, so he chuckled in his heart and called, "Yu'er?"

"What do you command?" asked a young girl in a concubine with clear eyebrows coming out from behind the screen.