After learning the story of the Demon Venerable from the mouth of the old man, although they all sympathized with him very much, sympathizing with him did not mean that they would not accept him.

One day in the sky, a year on earth, counting that they have been in the heavenly court for some hours, I am afraid that several months have passed in the world now.

The Demon Venerable has been free for some time, and if you don't find him soon, I'm afraid that you will have a lot of dreams at night.

Before leaving, the person who is most reluctant to be old is the old wine jug, not so much that he is reluctant to be old, but that he is reluctant to be old for a thousand years.

But Yue Lao refused to take out the wine, and the old wine pot stayed in the Yue Lao Temple with a dead face, and Chu Qinglin pulled him out of the Yue Lao Temple with a deep pull.

An Zijue followed the master's sword flight and left the heavenly court ahead of time, after standing on the sword, due to the burn of her hand, she could only wrap her arms around the streamer's waist, and when her face leaned against the master's back, she felt "plopping" in her heart

It's like being scratched by a cat.

This feeling was so complicated, she couldn't put it into words, and the master didn't react, just looking at the road ahead.

There were a lot of drifting clouds in the sky, wisps, obstructing people's vision, An Zijue had to lean his face tightly against his master's back, closed his eyes, the wind whistled by, the clouds were unpredictable, and at this moment, a UFO appeared rampantly from the front, and it was only when the distance was getting closer and closer that he could vaguely see what that thing was.

A bald eagle flew towards them, the eagle was very large, fluttering a pair of large gray-black wings, its wings were like a huge fan, as long as the fan of the floating clouds around it would be fanned into nothing.

An Zijue was blown by a very strong gust of wind, her hair was blown messy, she opened her eyes, she was really frightened by the huge bird in front of her, she tightly wrapped her hand around the waist of the streamer, and asked, "Master, what kind of bird is this?" ”

"Carnivorous vultures."

Streamer replied, seeing that the vulture was about to open its bloody mouth, and the streamer quickly reversed the direction of the sword to avoid being caught by the vulture.

An Zijue's face was frightened, the sword under his feet was erratic, and the big bird was chasing after them, as if it had been hungry for a long time and had not eaten meat.

Suddenly, the giant wings of the vulture flapped, and because the wind was too strong, the sword under his feet was difficult to control, An Zijue frowned, and the hand that grabbed the master was also blown away, and he suddenly lost his balance.

"Ahh

After a sound, the man turned his sword on his back.

And he fell from the sky.

"Wake up, girl! Wake up! ”

There were some noises in my ears, my mind was blank, the scene in my dream was getting farther and farther away from reality, and my eyes gradually became clear from blur.

An Zijue slowly opened her eyes, and what greeted her was a very beautiful face, this person was very beautiful, wearing a peach-colored gauze skirt, and her narrow phoenix eyes could not hide that amazing charm, the edges and corners on her face were clear, her complexion was fair and tender, and she was beautiful, which was simply a miracle.

This person is much better looking than the people An Zijue has ever seen, and even three points inferior to Chu Qinglin.

"Girl, you're awake."

The man watched An Zijue wake up and stepped forward.

After hearing this person's voice, An Zijue was stunned, he turned out to be a man!

But why would a man wear a pink shirt and a man dressed as a woman?

！

An Zijue was stunned and looked at the beautiful man dressed as a woman in front of her and asked, "Where is this?" ”

"Gangnam."

The man replied as he straightened his clothes.

"Jiangnan?"

An Zijue was surprised, trying to recall what happened before, only to remember that after a very big gust of wind, he fell from his sword and actually landed in Jiangnan, but fortunately he was not injured.

And what about Master?

Where does Master live now?

Are there any dangers?

"Brother, have you ever seen a man in blue? He is my master. ”

An Zijue rolled over from the bed, looked at the pervert in front of her and asked.

"You're talking about a boy with a blue sword in his hand?"

Pervert asked.

"yes, where is he now?"

"You're lying in the chamber, by the way, who are you? How did it fall from the sky? ”

The pervert asked curiously, when he was enjoying the flowers in his yard just now, he suddenly felt two black shadows in the sky, and he thought that gold and silver jewelry fell from the sky, but he didn't think that it was two people who fell down, and he took these two people home when he saw that they were still breathing.

Hearing that Master was safe and sound, An Zijue felt a little relieved, "We just came back from Yue Lao's place, and when we were in mid-air, we suddenly encountered a big bird, and then we were blown down by a gust of wind. ”

"Old Moon!? Isn't Yue Lao an immortal who lives in the sky? Do you still see the old moon? ”

The pervert looked at An Zijue, did this little girl just fall from a high altitude and make her brain stupid?

"That's right, let's go ask about the marriage spectrum."

"Girl, you...... You okay? ”

The pervert is a little worried about her brain, she must be stupid, looking at her like a little girl from which family, she actually said that she went to the sky to find Yue Lao to find what kind of marriage spectrum?

I'm going to have to find a doctor for her and look at her brain.

"It's okay, I'm fine!"

An Zijue looked at this brother who was wearing pink clothes and spoke softly, and smiled stupidly, "Brother, your clothes look so good." ”

The pervert was stunned for a moment, his expression was a little frozen, he looked at An Zijue intently, and muttered, "If you leave ......"

An Zijue turned his head to look at him, this brother looked at him so specially, his eyes were still slightly filled with tears, An Zijue turned around and jumped, jumped off the bed, looked at the man with teary eyes in front of him and asked, "Brother, what's wrong with you?" ”

"No, just seeing you, girl, reminds me of an old friend."

The man wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with his sleeve, looked at An Zijue and smiled.

"Oh, then can my brother take me to see my master?"

"Well, come with me."

The man in pink turned around and walked out of the room, the pink veil was scattered in the wind, the green silk was lazily scattered around his waist, the willow waist was plump, and his exquisite face was matched, if he didn't listen to his voice, he would definitely be mistaken for a delicate girl.

"Master!"

An Zijue saw the streamer in the next room, he was lying quietly on the bed, his face was pale, his clothes were covered with blood, and there were many scratches on the skin on his face.

An Zijue frowned, ran to the side of Master's bed, and shook the unconscious streamer with her hand wrapped like a dumpling, "Master, wake up quickly, Master ......"

No matter how hard she shook him, he still didn't react, his body was limp as if he had no bones, and his breath was getting weaker and weaker.

Maybe the master will be injured when he falls from the sky, the reason why An Zijue fell from such a high place and was not injured is because she has a fairy bone, and the streamer is a **mortal fetus, and it is a blessing in misfortune to fall from such a high place without breaking her bones.

"Brother, what's wrong with my master? Why is this happening? ”

An Zijue raised her tearful face and looked at the man in pink and asked.

"When I found you, he was like this, bleeding a lot, and I went to see the doctors, and they all said that his internal organs had been shattered. I don't think he will live long like this, and I want to wait until you wake up to make a decision. Now that you've seen it, we'd better bury him as soon as possible. ”

"Master, he'll be fine. I don't want Master to die, I want to save him, I want to save him no matter what......"

An Zijue cried profusely, and when she thought of the wound on her hand that her master had bandaged for herself, An Zijue felt even more sad and even more reluctant to be master.

The perverted pink-clothed man shook his head and sighed: "He's already like this, and the Daluo Immortal won't be able to come, so you should mourn and change." I can also understand your current mood, when my sister Ruoli died, I was also reluctant to face the reality, but we can't keep it after all, this is fate, not by heaven. ”

"Brother, you go out first, I want to accompany Master here."

An Zijue looked down at her master and said in a deep voice.

"Oh, then I'll go get you something to eat, don't be too sad."

Seeing that she was so persistent, the man in pink didn't say anything more, and dragged his long figure out of the room.

An Zijue looked at the dying streamer on the bed, although the master was very fierce and strict with her, but the master was not a bad person, and he must have his reasons for being fierce to himself.

An Zijue has never been disciplined by anyone since she was a child, and the master is the first person to discipline her like a strict father, everyone says that she is a teacher for one day and a father for life, and the master is like her second father.

Now the master is about to be separated from her yin and yang, looking at the weak master, An Zijue's eyes are red and full of tears.

An Zijue frowned slightly, slowly untied the cloth belt on her hand with her teeth, and said with a smile: "Master, I won't let you die." ”

The strip of cloth sticky with sticky blood was bitten open by her teeth layer by layer, and the blood was tightly attached to the strip of cloth, as long as it was gently pulled, the strip of cloth was also pulled up along with the scalded flesh, the wound had not yet scabbed, and the dark red flesh was still exposed to the air, An Zijue gritted her teeth in pain and insisted, if you want to use a spell to save the master, first peel off the strip of cloth with a hand wrapped like a zongzi, so that it is easier to cast a spell.

After the strips of cloth were untied in turn, a pair of bloody hands were exposed to the air, shocking, An Zijue's face was still a little pale and sweaty.

Her hands trembled so much, she didn't expect the samadhi fire to be so strong, her fingers still can't move, as long as the breeze blows, it still hurts faintly.

An Zijue closed her eyes, sat on the edge of the bed, and began to condense her true qi to run the true qi of her whole body to her fingertips, only to feel a hot pain in the dantian.

Some felt angry and bloody, her mind was buzzing, and her heart was so suffocated that no matter if the wound on her hand opened, she couldn't stop it, otherwise the master and her would die.

Suddenly, there was a sharp pain in her heart, more painful than the ruptured wound on her hand, and there was a heart-rending feeling.

When the true qi in her body ran to the palm of her hand, she slowly transmitted the true qi in her hand to the streamer's body.

When the True Qi was injected into his body, he was able to repair his damaged internal organs and save his life.

An Zijue raised his fingers and stroked his master's forehead, his body was still as cold as a block of ice, and his face was even more pale and weak.

He may have lost too much blood, and although Master's internal organs are now complete, the reason for the lack of blood has led him to not get better.

An Zijue was so anxious that she didn't want to think about it, so she immediately walked over and threw the teacup on the table to the ground, splitting it and shattering it into the ground.

She bent down and picked up a piece of broken porcelain on the ground, walked to the streamer, closed her eyes, she bit her lower lip tightly, and swiped the broken porcelain piece her wrist, instantly marking a bloody mark.

Blood slowly flowed out, soaking a large area of the ground.

She held her wrist slightly to the streamer's lips, and the blood slowly dripped into the streamer's mouth, scarlet patches in patches.

"Stupid girl, what are you doing here?"

I don't know when, Yun Shu, who was dressed in a white robe, appeared in the room, he pulled An Zijue's arm with one hand, his handsome and flawless face, his sword eyebrows were like ink, and the anger between his eyebrows was surging, looking at An Zijue's hands full of flesh and blood, a touch of pain crossed his eyes, "Stupid girl, you will give him your true anger, is it possible that you don't want to live?" ”

An Zijue broke free from Yun Shu's hand, and a pool of blood rolled out of his stomach, and the blood gushed out of his mouth, like a huge red ink flower blooming on his snow-white robe.

She reached out to wipe the blood from the corner of her mouth, and said in a weak voice, "Master is dying, I want to save him." ”

Yun Shu rushed forward and turned around and hugged her who was about to faint to her chest, staring at An Zijue with burning eyes, ashamed, her wrists were tightly grasped by him, and the thin lips were closed one by one, and said, "Enough!" Stupid girl, you've done enough for him. ”