Zong Ye has been in a coma for nearly ten days since he descended the mountain road in Xicheng. In the past ten days, except for Jiang Qinghan, Bai Luo has been by Zong Ye's side.

Zong Ye was seriously injured, and the cold on his body recurred. The method of resisting the cold that Jiang Qinghan gave to Zong Ye depended on his own meridians. But Zong Ye is unconscious, where can he still walk by himself?

When the cold disease was at its worst, he could only use Bai Luo's golden spirit flow to suppress Zong Ye.

It's just that in this way, the injuries on Zong Ye's body will be aggravated by the suppression of the evil qi in his body. The illness has been repeated for ten days, and even the hall is filled with the smell of medicine.

Regarding the matter on the mountain road in Xicheng, Lu Yubao and Jiang Qinghan tacitly did not mention it again. Even if Xue Yu was soft and hard, Jiang Qinghan didn't mention a word.

Fortunately, Bai Luo took off a lot of dragon scales from Xue Yu's body when he was injured. Jiang Qinghan almost ground all the dragon scales into powder for Zong Ye to eat, and Zong Ye woke up ten days later.

Zong Ye was in a trance for a moment when he woke up. Just like the day Zong Ye was brought back by Bai Luo from the Little Wuxiang Temple. Bai Luo sat at the table opposite him, looking at himself lazily.

"Are you awake, are you hungry?" Bai Luo asked lazily.

There is white porridge and a few small dishes on the table, which can be seen as Lu Yubao's craftsmanship at a glance.

Bai Luo took a bowl of white porridge from the table, and the hot air of the white porridge emitted a cloud of white mist in front of Zong Ye.

Through the mist, Bai Luo's blue pupils were no longer so cold, and the long eyelashes seemed to have condensed moisture, and the black hair was loosely on her shoulders.

Zong Ye's throat moved slightly, his throat was dry, and it seemed that he had to work hard to make a sound: "You don't blame me?"

Bai Luo paused and raised his head from the white mist: "Blame you?" Bai Luo smiled silently.

Zong Ye's eyes moved slightly, really didn't blame him?

was dug up alive and the spirit bead was removed, and how much suffering he had experienced, Zong Ye couldn't think about it.

Isn't it really hateful?

If it were him, even if it was someone who had anything to do with it, he would hate it.

Bai Luo looked at Zong Ye seriously and said, "Do you think you were the one who took my spirit bead?"

Zong Ye's eyes flickered. He didn't know how to describe that feeling to Bai Luo. It looks like a dream, but in the dark it feels real.

The feeling of the golden spirit bead stained with blood and heat in the palm of his palm was so real. Bai Luo's eyes were so real when he looked at him. The demons in hell are also so real.

He didn't know who he was, but he knew that these things had to do with him.

He couldn't deceive himself, let alone deceive Bai Luo.

Bai Luo smiled and said, "Zong Ye, how long do you think it will take you to beat me?"

Zong Ye's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and he didn't understand why Bai Luo wanted to ask this question.

Zong Ye shook his head honestly: "You can never beat it." ”

Bai Luo said disapplausively: "That's it, I only have thirty percent of my spiritual power left, and you can't beat me." Before I lost the Golden Spirit Bead, I had ten percent of my spiritual power, and with you, do you think you can get it?"

Bai Luo gently blew the white porridge in the spoon.

In fact, the evil qi on Zong Ye's body had reached the point where Bai Luo was about to be unable to suppress it. In the ten days that Zong Ye was in a coma, when he suppressed the cold disease, Bai Luo almost had to use all his strength to suppress the cold disease.

But what does that mean?

Can it be explained that the person who was whipped ten times by the tiger on the mountain road of Xicheng and did not fight back was the one who dug up her spirit beads?

Zong Ye raised his head and snorted. Bai Luo had already scooped a spoonful of white porridge and handed it to Zong Ye.

It is rare for Bai Luo to smile, the corners of his mouth are slightly upturned, and the corners of his eyes look a little rare gentleness before the white mist.

Zong Ye opened his mouth and swallowed the white porridge.

"Hmm!"

The hot white porridge fell into Zong Ye's mouth. Zong Ye hurriedly covered his mouth and swallowed the white porridge, and the hot white porridge fell from the throat into the stomach, as if swallowing a piece of red-hot coal, burning the stomach for a while.

The corners of Zong Ye's eyes were slightly red, and he was so hot that he was about to cry.

Zong Ye stretched out his hand and took the white porridge from Bai Luo's hand: "Master, I'll come by myself." ”

"Zong Ye!

As soon as Bai Luo turned around, he saw that the door was pushed open by Xie Jinyan.

Xie Jinyan is becoming more and more unruly, where is there still a little bit of Xie Ergongzi's appearance?

Xie Jinyan was holding a brocade box in his hand, and when he saw Zong Ye, he said happily: "Zong Ye, I heard that you were seriously injured, and I was worried that you wouldn't wake up for a while." ”

Bai Luo said coldly: "Originally, I didn't wake up, but I was woken up by your call." ”

Xie Jinyan glanced at the white porridge that Zong Ye held in his hand and said with a smile: "White girl, you are teasing me again, I have started to drink porridge, and I said that I woke you up." ”

Xie Jinyan patted the brocade box: "This is to supplement Zong Ye's body." ”

As expected, there was another hundred-year-old ginseng in the brocade box.

Bai Luo looked at the mountain ginseng that was about to become refined lying shriveled in the brocade box, and couldn't help but recite a sentence of "Amitabha Buddha" in his heart.

Zong Ye looked at Xie Jinyan and smiled slightly. This touch of fireworks, this touch of warmth of the world, always makes people particularly nostalgic.

Xie Jinyan put the box on the table: "White girl, I will invite you to Biquan Villa for my father this time." ”

"But for the sake of the Ghost-faced Silver Feather Guard?"

Xie Jinyan nodded: "My father repaired the Muyun Heavenly Palace, but he didn't get a reply for a long time, so my father guessed that the Muyun Heavenly Palace might have fallen." The white girl knew that Muyun Heavenly Palace and Yuhu Palace were each in charge of an outlet to the sea. Once Muyun Heavenly Palace fell, the Central Plains' luck was cut in half. The interests of the merchants were damaged, and they were afraid that the Central Plains would soon be in chaos. Therefore, in addition to finding the whereabouts of Sect Master Xiao, it is also very important to rescue Muyun Heavenly Palace and take back the estuary. My father still wants to discuss this matter with you, Miss Bai. ”

"What is the reaction of the Jade Lake Palace and the Xuanyue Temple?"

"Sect Master Lu and Sect Master Yuan have both arrived at Biquan Villa. Gusu and Fufeng both sealed the city. ”

"What should the people do if the city is all locked down?"

"Fufeng is used to being self-sufficient, going up the mountain to collect medicine, hunting, and sealing the city is just a little harder, and no one dies of hunger. Gusu has always been wealthy, and before the closure of the city, Sect Master Lu took out 10,000 gold to buy enough food and distribute it to various families. Mrs. Lu arranged for the Qing Gang to guard the entrance and exit of Caoyun. Gusu black and white husband and wife work together, and most of the people in the city cooperate. ”

Bai Luo smiled lightly: "Wu Sanniang can be regarded as the lady of Shanglu who has fulfilled her wish." However, the closure of the city is not a long-term solution, I will go to Biquan Villa with you, and I am afraid that the matter of going to Muyun Heavenly Palace will not be delayed. ”

"I'll go with you. Zong Ye put down the white porridge, lifted the quilt and stood down from the bed.

Bai Luo frowned slightly: "Your injury is not healed yet." ”

Zong Ye smiled slightly: "I promised my master that I would always be by your side." ”

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