In front of him was a mountain flower as white as a goose feather, and a tall man in white stood among the flowers, his eyes were gentle, and he smiled silently.

Chang Ya, is that you?

Why don't you speak?

The man's smile suddenly opened like a pool of water, but his face gradually became blurred.

Don't go!

Tell me! What am I in your eyes?

What the hell?

The man's figure disappeared completely, but the white flowers grew and spread infinitely as if by a strange magic......

"Ahem...... Ahem, cough, cough ......" Amao suddenly felt a burst of suffocation, opened his eyes uncomfortably, sat up, and coughed violently, as if he was going to cough out his entire heart and lungs.

Qing Shu outside the door heard the noise in the house, was startled at first, and then pushed the door in. Shigeru regained his human form, his face a little pale and half leaning against the edge of the bed.

"Little master, you're finally awake." There is a lot of warmth in the green and cold eyes.

Ah Mao seemed to be still immersed in the dream just now and couldn't come back to his senses, and he was stunned when he heard Qing Shu's familiar voice. Her eyes moved slightly, and she only saw the hem of the robe that was blue and hydrophobic blue. Suddenly, she laughed in a low voice, the world is impermanent, and she went around and around, and she actually returned to the most immortal valley.

The Most Immortal Valley...... Could it be that she survived so easily, and was sent here again by the Emperor of Heaven to think about it?

"Qingshu, I'...... Slept for a long time? Her voice was a little hoarse and low, not as delicate and tactful as before.

"Yes, you've been asleep for more than two years." Qing Shu's eyes sank, carefully considering the words, trying not to provoke Mao's sensitive nerves.

"Two years?" Surprised, Mao looked down to explore his body, and strangely found that there were no scars on his body, not even a scar had fallen. She knew the power of the thunder very well, and she would never forget the heart-piercing pain in her life. Therefore, she was sure that the injuries on her body would never recover so easily, and even if Qing Shu's medical skills were excellent, it would take time to recover as before.

"Qingshu, you tell you the truth, how did the injuries on my body recover?"

Qing Shu frowned slightly, did not answer her question, the golden light flashed in his hand, and the gold thread as thin as silk quickly wrapped around Ah Mao's wrist, his fingertips pressed the gold thread, and closed his eyes silently.

Ah Mao Zhiqing was diagnosing his pulse, so he was silent.

After a while, Qing Shu withdrew the gold thread and looked worried.

"Little master, your heart and lungs seem to have been severely injured when you were tortured, although the power of the Nine-Tails Demon is boundless, blocking the fatal blow of the heavenly thunder for you, and helping you heal the wounds, but for some reason, the degree of damage to your heart and lungs does not seem to be improving."

Ah Mao's hand couldn't help but tighten, and he said in a muffled voice: "I, will I die?" ”

Qing Shu paused slightly, glanced at Ah Mao's somewhat thin cheeks, and lowered his eyes and responded: "As long as you have a good life and don't worry too much about being tired, it will be fine." ”

The heart suddenly became extremely calm, and he still had time, time to complete his unfulfilled wish. Mao knew very well in his heart that the power of the Nine-Tailed Demon was beyond imagination, and if it could heal such a heavy wound on her body, why couldn't it cure her heart and lung disease?

Qing Shu's words may just be a white lie, but she doesn't mind, her heart is dead, what does a person with a dead heart do?

Outside the window, the sun sets in the west, like a golden tulle, covering the entire wing. Shigeru leaned quietly on the bed, staring out the window in a daze, and stopped talking.

The gourd stand is still there, and the growth of the gourd vine is obviously not as good as before, and there are a few dry small gourds scattered under the sparse branches and leaves, swaying alone in the wind.

Obviously, this gourd vine has been left unattended for a long time. Although she was kicked over in anger at the beginning, after she calmed down, she stood up spinelessly and quietly, she thought, she planted it herself, and it was really not worth destroying this gourd vine for others.

A trace of melancholy came to my heart, everything back then was like a dream of Nanke, unreal.

She stretched out her right hand and "touched" the gourd vine outside the window, a bitter smile stared at the corner of her lips, and her eyes were full of the dazzling golden light of the sunset. Suddenly, the five fingers were put together, completely blocking the slightly bleak scenery outside the window.

"We ...... It's better not to see. ”

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In the Tianqing Pavilion, Hongjun sat silently, heard footsteps, lazily opened one eye, and only said, "Come in." ”

Qing Shu lowered his eyes and bowed, "Master, the little master is awake." ”

Hongjun's eyes opened in an instant, and the essence in his eyes flashed, and he said, "Awake?" Did she ask about the kid? ”

Qing Shu was stunned for a moment, and then reacted, "She...... There is no mention of Changya Shenjun. ”

"Humph! If he doesn't do his job all day long, what kind of god is he? Hongjun said angrily, "That kid almost killed Ah Mao, when I have time, repair him!" ”

Qing Shu has already learned the true identity of his master and Chang Ya, but Chang Ya is used to the name, and he always feels unaccustomed to suddenly asking him to change his name. Now that I heard Hongjun say this, I couldn't help but think of Ah Mao's weak pulse just now. With a gloomy face, he said: "Master, the little master's body seems to be a little abnormal. ”

Hongjun's heart sank, and said, "What do you say? ”

"I used the golden wire to find the pulse, and found that her heart and lungs were extremely decayed, and with her current body, if she was hit again, I was afraid that she would be worried about her life."

"You told Shigeru the truth?"

Qing Shu shook her head, "No, I just told her to take care of her life." ”

"Well, you have to keep this matter a secret, adjust some medicine, and do your best to heal."

"Yes."

Seeing that Qing Shu responded, but had no intention of withdrawing, Hongjun raised his hand and scratched his broad head, raised his eyebrows and said, "What else do you want to know?" ”

"Qing Shu has learned medical skills since she was a child, but she has never seen such a strange heart and lung pulse of the little master, the so-called knowing the root of her disease can cure the disease, Qing Shu just wants to know where the root of her disease is."

Hongjun stretched his waist and said, "What is the most taboo for people who cross the catastrophe, do you remember?" ”

Qing Shu tried hard to remember, and was suddenly startled, and looked at Hongjun with some surprise, "The master said that those who cross the catastrophe must not be emotional. Do you say ......"

"Yes, the root of Shigeru's illness lies here, and she is still emotional on the Apocalypse Stage. Since she was distracted, she naturally lost her ability to resist the heavenly thunder. She accepted the thunder without any defense, and even if she had the nine-tailed demon on her body, it was difficult to protect her. Therefore, since ancient times, all those who cultivate immortals need to cut off the seven emotions and six desires. ”

I don't know what to do. But it happens to be a taboo for immortal seekers. Hongjun's words made Qing Shu sigh, if Ah Mao hadn't liked Chang Ya at that time, or everything would have been different. Mao will not suffer from this incurable disease, and Chang Ya can continue to be his free immortal.

It's a pity that it was just that time......

There were no ifs at the time......