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It was still early in the morning, and the rush of wearing the stars and the moon made her tired, who was already seriously injured, but fortunately, Ziyang continued to lose some true qi with her.

When he saw the thin figure sitting in a wooden wheelchair at the front of the purple-gold gate, he couldn't help but warm his eyes.

Ziyang glanced at the man's face and the soul of the black snake hovering in the clouds, turned his head, looked at Zhu Yifei's side face, and his expression changed suddenly.

The lotus foot turned lightly, and came to Gu Dongxi's side in an instant, and saw that the mink-like coat and hat were covered with frost and white dew, so he couldn't help but reproach: "Why don't you rest in bed well?" ”

Gu Dongyu's face was purple, his lips trembled and he couldn't speak, his thin body trembled slightly, and Xiao Tong hurriedly handed the warm jade pillow he was holding in his arms into his arms.

The jade pillow instantly exuded a faint luster, and it was even more fragrant with herbs and flowers.

"I don't know when you will come back, I have been waiting here every day, and today, I have finally arrived" Gu Dongxi's tone was soft, although he was still weak, but he was able to utter a complete tone.

"Fool" Zhu Yifei held his outstretched hands, afraid that the wind and frost on his body would be too cold, so he let go again.

"Brother Ziyang, who is this man," the little monk asked as he tugged at Ziyang's sleeve.

"It's just a snake," Ziyang's voice was as cold as ice.

"No, this is obviously a person," the little monk looked at it and wondered.

Ziyang didn't speak again, his eyelashes lowered, deep and thoughtful.

When the little monk saw his unusual appearance, he also understood a little.

Gu Dongyu saw that the woman suddenly withdrew her hand, a trace of sadness flashed between her eyebrows, and she said to a group of people: "It's cold outside, visitors from afar, please come in."

A few people entered the Gu Mansion, crossed the stone bridge of the promenade, and entered the courtyard, just when they saw the old couple of the Gu family sending a group of sect disciples out.

When the two saw Zhu Yifei, they were stunned at first, and then they were ecstatic, and they didn't care about other etiquette, so they stepped forward and asked, "Is the girl's trip going well?" ”

Seeing her nodded, she immediately smiled, and no longer paid attention to the disciples of the sect who were guests, but let Ziyang and the others enter the hall first.

After sitting down, he offered fragrant dew and beautiful fruits, and then asked, "Where is the Hanging Soul Grass now?" ”

Changbai snorted disdainfully when he heard this, as if he was very annoyed by the other party's suspicions, and with a gesture of his hand, the soul grass suddenly appeared in his palm, the branches and leaves trembled, and the fragrance was lingering, which was quite extraordinary.

When Master Gu saw this, he was a little incoherent with excitement: "That's it, that's it, our Gu family can be saved in the future."

"Yes, I really want to thank Miss Yu'er," Mrs. Gu also said.

"You're welcome, now that the Soul Hanging Grass has been recovered, we still have to hurry up and cure Dong Yu's illness, this is the most important thing."

Zhu Yifei said and turned her head to look at Gu Dongxi, only to see that he was also looking at herself, with a little secret joy in her eyes.

A few people bathed and changed clothes, removed the frost and dust, and gathered in Gu Donghui's room.

Ziyang looked at the Hanging Soul Grass that was placed in the water urn, his brows furrowed, but he stretched out again in an instant.

It was a town sect elder of the Taiqing faction who treated Gu Dongyu with a spell, and he had a cultivation that was almost comparable to that of a primordial infant, but unfortunately he suffered a catastrophe at the moment of rushing to the pass, causing the Dao root to be destroyed, and there was no possibility of a baby.

The old man was dressed in a white robe, with a high bun, his face was cold, but his eyebrows were full of kindness, Zhu Yifei heard that he was from the Taiqing faction, and suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

Changbai and Putian met the old man and saluted each other, and they didn't seem to be very familiar.

When the two met, the old man glanced around, and didn't say anything, just looked at Gu Dongxi, who was already sitting upright on the bed, and said: "This process is very fast, but it is very painful, if you have to endure it, it will be fine."

Gu Donghui nodded, and then turned to Zhu Yifei to look at it, and a wisp of shyness appeared on his cheeks.

Ziyang was on the side, looking at the two of them with their eyebrows in love, and their faces sank more and more.

"You all stand down, the poor Dao is about to start casting spells, and it is not appropriate to be disturbed" The old Dao said and took out a palm-sized son and mother Wu Fang Ding from his arms, which looked like a Dan furnace, but it was more square than the Dan furnace, and the caliber was also very large, open, and there was no cover.

The Gu family and Zhu Yifei left the house one after another, leaving only a child in the room to serve.

A few people waited silently outside the house, it was quiet, and even Huitong, who talked the most on weekdays, just lowered his head and kicked the stones at his feet.

"How did you find him?" Ziyang narrowed his cold phoenix eyes at the black snake soul that was constantly hovering in the ink clouds.

"I bumped into it by accident" Zhu Yifei said, her tone was full of worry and anxiety, and there was always a little impatience and perfunctory in Ziyang's ears.

Suppressing the unhappiness in his heart, Ziyang didn't speak again, but quietly watched the light of the Hanging Soul Grass in the house become stronger and stronger, and rushed towards the ink cloud that had accumulated on the roof, and the black snake soul began to become restless.

"What's going on? Master" Zhu Yifei also discovered this vision, and a bad premonition arose in her heart, as if something was constantly stirring.

"It's nothing, it's just that the power of this soul herb is too strong, and I can't adapt to it quickly for a while," Ziyang said indifferently.

"Oh, I see," her jade hands tightened to the point that even the pink nails were about to dig into the flesh.

The soul of the black snake was gradually devoured and dissolved by the spirit of green herbs, until the inky cloud completely dissipated, and the soul of the black snake seemed to have no place to go, falling from the clouds and disappearing into the roof.

There were a few low moans from inside the room, strong and weak, high and low, emerging from the carved windows and floating above the clouds for a long time.

"How is he, will it be okay?" grabbed Ziyang's arm, as if this could soothe the uneasiness in his heart.

"No," Ziyang comforted.

The little monk stepped forward and smiled: "Demon girl, you don't have to worry, yes and no, what does it matter?"

Zhu Yifei frowned and pushed away his bald head: "What is and what doesn't matter what"

The little monk laughed twice, kicked away the stone at his feet and said, "Demon girl, you can't do without me and Brother Ziyang"

"Well, we are the Iron Triangle, no one can be separated" Zhu Yifei paused and said: "Conquer demons and eliminate demons, and support the Iron Triangle of justice"

Mrs. Gu watched the expressions of the three of them and whispered, and said to Master Gu with some puzzlement: "Master, how could these two Xuanqing sect cultivators be with a monk of unknown origin, and they can't even see this monk's Dharma Light Buddha statue, can you see what the origin is?" ”

"I can't see it clearly, it's either a small role, or it's a master, but Xuanqing Sanxiu has always been very rare, and the only ones are all high-energy, just see if she can retrieve the Soul Hanging Grass from the Demon Realm, although the woman in red is a demon body, she is also amazingly talented."

"Hey, now that it's a troubled time, it is unknown how many cultivators will be damaged, I just hope that after the cure of Yu'er, we can also send it to the sect, even if we are not here in the future, even if we can't soar, we can still keep a family business and not worry about our livelihood," Mrs. Gu said.

"Well, it's almost fine, madam, don't worry, the people of Yu'er Ji have their own natural appearance, and they will survive this hurdle."

Several people waited in the courtyard from midday to sunset, and it was almost evening when they saw the closed door open, and Elder Taiqing walked out of it, dressed in a smooth white robe wrinkled, even the meticulous bun was a little messy, and even the chest seemed to be stained with purple-black dried blood.

The face that was originally a little ruddy was also a lot whiter, and the footsteps of the road were slightly floating, and after seeing the Gu family and his wife, he nodded, and said in a dumb voice: "Okay, it's okay."

The Gu family and his wife were overjoyed, thanked them again and again, and sent their entourage to invite the elder to go down to rest, but the elder waved his hand and said: "This Gu family is too vulgar and not suitable for cultivation, so I will go back to the sect."

After that, he walked up to Changbai Putian and bowed his hand and said, "Why don't you go back?" ”

Changbai sneered: "The elder asked knowingly"

Elder Taiqing nodded, spread out his palm, and showed a white jade-colored thing like a stone, and said with a smile: "Your adult's heart, you can't throw it away anymore."

"Well, this is what I am willing" Changbai said and took the heart of Changbai, turned into the palm of his hand, and instantly the budding white lotus above his head became more and more brilliant.

Zhu Yifei's whole mind was on Gu Donghui in the house, and when she saw that the Gu family and his wife had already gone in, she followed suit.

After Ziyang and the little monk exchanged salutes with Elder Taiqing, they also followed into the house.

Gu Donghui's face was pale, almost like a paper man, his eyes were closed, lying on the bed, soaking wet, and his breathing was extremely gentle, if he didn't look closely, he looked like a person who had already died.

The Gu family and his wife sat on the edge of the bed, pinching his wrist, and after a long time, blurted out with a smile: "That evil obstacle has really been removed."

"Well, after pestering my son for so many years, he has also suffered a deserved retribution" Master Gu also looked relieved.

Zhu Yifei's eyes widened, looking at Gu Donghui lying on the bed, a heart had already grown on his chest, but it was transformed by the soul grass, exuding a faint green spirit grass light, constantly surging with the blood to the limbs and veins, nourishing his long-depleted body.

The three souls and seven spirits are complete, but there is no longer that black familiar breath on the body, and there is no spiritual breath of the soul of the black snake, and he has completely become a human.

"Yan-kun? Without? With a whisper, Zhu Yifei quickly walked into the bed, stretched out his hand, and slapped it on Gu Dongxi's chest, the force was so fierce and fast that everyone in the room was shocked.

"What are you doing?" Mrs. Gu exclaimed, opened her palms, and slapped them towards Zhu Yifei.

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