The young man's dark eyes flashed, he reached out and put away the green beads in the air, and stood up and said, "Since you are here, why do you have to leave in a hurry?" Since you're bored and out for a walk, isn't it good to enjoy the moon here? ”

"Moon-watching?" Yuan Fengqing was slightly stunned, looking up at the huge full moon above his head, it didn't feel like it was real, first, it was surprisingly big, almost occupying half of the sky; Since entering the Demon Beast Forest, she has hardly seen the sun and the moon again, so naturally she feels very strange. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"What? Isn't the moon here pretty? The young man asked with a displeased expression on his face when he saw that her expression was a little strange.

"Of course not," Yuan Fengqing smiled, feeling that this person was a little weird, he was not angry when he was disturbed during Qing Xiu, and he also took the initiative to invite himself to admire the moon, could he see that he was not an entity?

But she was very curious about the green bead of this person in this place, and of course she didn't want to leave, so she simply walked over from the good stream.

Seeing that she really accepted the invitation and came over to admire the moon, the young man's dark eyes flashed inexplicably again, but he just watched her walk slowly, and did not make a move on her or do anything else.

Yuan Fengqing's originally somewhat tense heartstrings slowly relaxed, but he was not completely defenseless, he stopped when he walked fifty meters to the young man, looked at the trees that were still dense around him, and asked with a smile, "The trees here were artificially cut down by you?" ”

"So to speak," the young man in Tsing Yi pursed his lips, "To be exact, I once accidentally broke the trees here during my practice, so I simply split them into firewood, and by the way, I trimmed the grass, and it was quite good to be my special cultivation place." ”

Listening to his explanation, Yuan Fengqing was a little speechless. But when I looked closely, I realized that the young man in front of me was not a human race, his skin was pale and a little scary, his sword eyebrows were sinister, and his eyes were swirling with demonic energy, and he was actually a demon cultivator. The heart that had just been slightly put down hung again, and secretly became vigilant.

The young man in Tsing Yi didn't notice her defense, but casually lay on the grass, folded his hands on the back of his neck, and looked up at the bright moon in the sky, "Tonight is the night of the fifteenth full moon, and it should be a day of reunion." ”

Hearing the meaning of loneliness in his words, Yuan Fengqing felt a little nostalgic, thinking that in such a place where demons and monsters are dense, this young man actually opened up such a pure land and cultivated the moon alone, it seems that he should not be a great traitor, right?

Seeing that she didn't respond to herself, the young man in Tsing Yi couldn't help but look at her and asked, "What are you thinking?" Isn't it moon viewing? ”

Yuan Fengqing looked at him, although his gaze was as black as ink, and bursts of demonic energy were endless, there was no killing intent in his eyes, and the aura on his body was still peaceful and calm, but he was too careful. He smiled slightly, walked over to him and sat down, and said, "The full moon here is indeed worth appreciating. ”

The young man's eyes flickered slightly, as if he had some courage to appreciate her, and dared to sit down with himself to admire the moon in such a place where demons danced, and she was probably the only one for thousands of years. The corners of his lips were slightly hooked, and after revealing a pleasant smile, he continued to turn his head to look at the moon in the sky, and did not speak again for a long time.

The other party didn't speak, Yuan Fengqing naturally wouldn't bother him, but he was quickly thinking about the identity of this person in his heart.

Although she was afraid of provoking unnecessary trouble, she did not release a trace of breath to find out how far the other party's cultivation had been, but judging from his breath, it should not be lower than herself. Moreover, he had just cultivated with the power of the moon yin, and he had undoubtedly learned magic skills, but why was his face so pale as paper? Could it be that he is suffering from some serious illness?

Thinking of this, as a healer, she instinctively listened to his breathing, and carefully captured the breath he breathed, wanting to judge how far his cultivation had reached.

Originally, I was very careful, but after a cup of tea, I heard the young man ask, "But did you find out?" ”

"What?" Yuan Fengqing was stunned and looked at him inexplicably.

The young man in Tsing Yi raised his eyebrows slightly, and said with a touch of contempt in his eyes, "What? Aren't you looking into my cultivation? Afraid that I will suddenly attack you? ”

Yuan Fengqing saw that he had misunderstood himself and sighed, "Why do you think so?" I just saw that your face was abnormal, and the instinct of the healer wanted to determine whether you were suffering from a serious illness and see if he could help you. ”

The young man in Tsing Yi was stunned for a moment before asking, "Are you a doctor?" ”

"Almost, I'm Danshi."

"Oh? Can you tell if I'm sick or not? ”

Hearing that the coldness in his tone had decreased a lot, Yuan Fengqing pondered and replied, "Judging from Your Excellency's breath, the successor is slightly weak, could it be that there is some bottleneck in cultivation that is difficult to break through?" Later, I tried to reverse the situation and forcibly suppress it, but I didn't expect that instead of eliminating it, it became more troublesome, right? ”

The young man looked at her and didn't speak for a long time.

Yuan Fengqing's bright eyes also looked at him fearlessly, and the confidence in her eyes made people have no doubt that her judgment and medical skills would never go wrong.

After a while, the young man in Tsing Yi lowered his eyes and said with a smile, "Daoist friend is right, a thousand years ago, when I was practicing a certain exercise, I accidentally found that it would actually harm myself, and if I stopped practicing at that time, at most I would just change the exercise, but at that time, I was young and frivolous, thinking that when I succeeded in cultivating, I would definitely be able to improve my physique and not let that evil disease continue to hurt myself." I never thought about it, but I was still too confident, but I hurt myself. Although I can suppress it to attack on a certain day every month, when it occurs, it is equivalent to no magic power, similar to an ordinary person, and it is easy to be taken advantage of, so I thought of attracting the power of the moon and yin into the body to compete with it, but I don't know how effective it is. ”

Hearing that he didn't suspect that he had ulterior motives and told the truth about his illness, Yuan Fengqing was a little surprised, and paused before saying, "If you can trust me, can you let me take your pulse?" ”

"How can you believe it or not, in this devil's land, there are no good people and bad people, everyone is just to be able to live." The young man smiled self-deprecatingly, sat up straight and stretched out his right hand, but Yuan Fengqing was stunned for a moment before smiling bitterly, "Yes, we are all just trying to survive." ”

Stretching out his index finger to rest on his pulse, Yuan Fengqing's brows became more and more frowning after careful diagnosis.

As this young man said, although the magic in his dantian is deep and condensed, it is not as quiet and calm as others, but like the rushing sea water in the sea, tumbling and roaring all the time, and the danbi is almost unstoppable. Moreover, in his body, there are still a lot of small amounts of demonic qi overflowing from the dantian, which are flowing in his body all the time, deeply burning his eight meridians, several meridians have been seriously damaged because they have been impacted by demonic qi for many years, and it is difficult to completely repair them, and the situation is very not optimistic. If he can't think of a way to control the demonic qi, I'm afraid that when all the demonic qi rushes out of the dantian, that is, the day he dies!