The dagger pierced into his chest had a cold feeling, and the pain made Si Qi bite his lip tightly, letting the hot blood sprinkle on the wound that was constantly bubbling black, and the wound after being watered by the hot blood of his heart was gradually healing.

Si Qi endured the pain and didn't dare to move, if there was a slight deviation that made the wound in the heart bigger, it was not a matter of losing a little blood. The pill he had just taken protected the heart, and when the dagger was drawn, the medicinal power had already repaired the wound in the heart, and Si Qi had no fatal injuries except for the loss of some precious heart blood and suffering.

Seeing that the black qi from Hu Eighteen's wound receded, Si Qi barely hooked the corners of his mouth, and he couldn't hold it anymore and fainted.

When he woke up again, the pain in his heart still made Si Qi can't help but moan, but the tentacles were soft and warm, "Awake?" Does it still hurt? ”

Si Qi covered his chest and muttered: "Nonsense, you try to stab you in the heart." There was a muffled sound of laughter behind him.

"It seems that there is no big deal to rob me like this." Hu Shibai teased, but his hands became more and more careful, and he put a softer feather cushion behind Si Qi's back.

"You, why, want to save me?" Hu Shibai couldn't forget the scene he saw when he woke up again: Si Qixue had a white face, covered his chest, and held a blood-stained blade in his hand, falling there like a rag doll, lifeless.

Seeing his healing wound and the disappearing black gas, the strong smell of blood next to the wound made him understand that she had saved herself with her own heart's blood.

Don't take care of men and women. Hu Shibai ripped off the clothes on Si Qi's chest, poured several rare and precious elixirs on her wound as if he didn't want money, tore off a corner of his white clothes and carefully wrapped the wound.

Hu Eighteen has been practicing for thousands of years. He rarely came to the world, and he had very little interaction with humans. He didn't know why this short-tempered, out-of-character human woman would be willing to save herself with her heart, obviously she had no hope, in order to prevent the traitor from succeeding, she did not hesitate to jump off the abyss, she came thousands of miles away, and did not hesitate to give up her life to save her, this kindness will be remembered even by the entire Qingqiu Fox Clan.

There is nothing more precious than life for mortals. What was she giving up her life for? Hu 18 picked up Si Qi carefully, his white shirt flew flying, and he arrived at his residence in Qingqiu in an instant. The crowd settled her on their couch.

The land of green hills is full of aura, strange flowers and plants, and precious medicinal materials abound. Hu Eighteen didn't have time to refine the medicine himself. A whirlwind broke into Elder Hu Tu's Dan room, and ran away without saying a word, Elder Hu Tu couldn't catch up with him, and angrily blew his beard behind him and stared at his feet and scolded.

Xianzhi Pill is a pill collected by Elder Hu Tu for thousands of years Ganoderma lucidum and ginseng and other precious medicinal materials, fused with the jade liquid of the Xianjia family, even ordinary Qingqiu people are rare to have one, and its medicinal effect is extraordinary.

Sure enough, after taking three Xianzhi Pills, Si Qi's pale face finally showed a little flush. Hu 18 breathed a sigh of relief. He turned into another Xianzhi Pill and applied it to Si Qi's wound, touching his eyes. I saw a piece of fine white and tender skin without a little pores, and I couldn't help blushing and my heart jumping.

After three days of watching, I finally looked forward to Si Qi waking up. Sure enough, as soon as she woke up, she regained her personality, and her mouth was terribly damaged.

"Why did you save you?" Si Qi glanced at Hu 18 with interest, a cyan stubble appeared on his chin, and the slightly haggard Hu 18 looked like a decadent beauty.

"Uncle-, Xiaoqi can't live without you!" Si Qi flattened his nose and pursed his mouth, grabbing Hu Shibai's sleeve with "tears in his eyes", "Without you, Xiaoqi will become an 'orphan' again......"

Hu Shiba's frightened body shook, and he hurriedly fled backwards as if he had been bitten by something, but he stepped into the basin that discharged the water, fell on his stomach and wet his pants by the way.

I haven't been so embarrassed for thousands of years, no, it's the eighteenth old Hu who has lost the demon blushing to the base of his neck, and he hurriedly picked up the basin and ran out.

"Uncle, did you change Xiaoqi's clothes? Thank you! "Hu Eighteen almost planted it, this time you don't need to look at it, even the heels must be red.

Si Qi laughed, the laughter shook the wound, and she suddenly hissed and covered the wound in pain, she would not be able to recover from such a serious injury for a while and a half, and she didn't know what happened to Mo Jiuli, if he fell into Bai Heng's hands, I am afraid that he would be more than lucky.

It's just that the male and female protagonists generally have the luck of the protagonist, and it shouldn't be life-threatening. Just thinking back to what Hu Shibai told and himself, Si Qi couldn't help but be even more disgusted with Mo Jiuli.

Unlike Hu Eighteen, only the descendants of the Qingqiu Fox Clan are qualified to have the surname "Hu", and these descendants have the best talent and aura of the Fox Clan, and the timely cultivation time is not long and faster than the cultivation of the side disciples. This is also the reason why Mo Jiuli kept silent about An Mengmeng and did not mention Qingqiu, although he practiced diligently, compared to those surnamed Hu, his mana was not ranked at all. There is also a heart that has the heart to meet talents.

When he was captured back to Qingqiu by Hu Eighteen, he was resentful and fought with Hu Eighteen beside the lonely abyss. Although Hu Eighteen's mana is far superior to him, he is two generations higher than Mo Jiuli, if Mo Jiuli still has to call him "uncle", Hu Eighteen has no strength at all for the junior who believes in his identity.

However, Mo Jiuli was even more crazy when he saw this, he thought that this was Hu Eighteen's insult to him, and he used the method of losing both sides several times in a row, and forced Hu Eighteen to practice and retreat several steps.

At this moment, Bai Heng, who had been hovering around Qingqiu for a long time, suddenly appeared, and sent out a ghost resentment cone towards Hu Shibai, this cone was cultivated by tens of millions of resentful spirits who had died in vain, and once it was issued, it would inevitably devour all the pure lives next to it.

Hu Eighteen kicked Mo Jiuli away at the last moment, and the green bamboo sword in his hand came out of his hand and stabbed at Bai Heng. Bai Hengren's old essence, after launching this cone, did not look at the result, he was already hidden in the mist, and the green bamboo sword only had time to slash through an afterimage of him.

Mo Jiuli was kicked far away by Hu Eighteen, originally he and Hu Eighteen were only slightly injured, and as soon as the ghost resentment cone came out, he naturally suffered a lot of injuries, not to mention Hu Eighteen, who was stabbed in the chest by the ghost resentment cone.

He didn't dare to stay, let alone go back to Qingqiu to summon his clansmen, and he fled alone. Hu Shibaben still had some expectations, hoping that he could go back to Qingqiu to find elders to help him, but he didn't expect him to return to the world.

Hu 18 was both sad and helpless, the ghost cone kept tearing his wounds, and the blood couldn't stop, and in desperation, Hu 18 jumped down the abyss. (To be continued......)