Shen Qinghan rushed from the southwest to Yunqing Peak in a hurry, Rao is even if he had the ability to reach the sky, it was impossible to rush back in an instant, and it took a day to drive himself to death.

Pushing open the door of Liulanju, I saw Senior Sister Qiushan closing the door of the inner room and was about to come out.

Shen Qinghan hurriedly ran to Qiu Shan and asked anxiously, "How is she?"

Senior Sister Qiushan's face was a little heavy, "You come here, I'll tell you"

Shen Qinghan followed Qiu Shan to the table next to him and sat down, "Senior sister, how is she?"

"Senior sister, she...... Her secret poison flooded" Qiu Shan opened his mouth heavily, every word hurt like a nail into Shen Qinghan's heart, he opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say.

"However, this time I can barely control the Dark Poison Attack...... But there must not be a next time, she can't be hit again, otherwise ......" Qiu Shan sighed.

Shen Qinghan nodded solemnly, because he was in a hurry, the sweat on his head fell like rain, "I know, can I go in and see her?"

Qiu Shan nodded, Shen Qinghan took a few steps, and Qiu Shan said again: "Senior brother"

Shen Qinghan turned his head, "What's wrong?"

"You also know that my junior sister uses the ghost army to block the demon soldiers, some sects will definitely make a big fuss about this matter, especially Qishan, you must not allow her to attend the discussion of the Xianmen. There are also ghosts that hurt the body, the junior sister's qin is extremely yin, if she uses it again, it will also lead to the flood of dark poison, you take advantage of her not waking up now, burn the qin"

Shen Qinghan stood there motionless, and only replied after a while: "Okay"

"Also, her little apprentice Qinghe died because he saved her, Yunqing's disciple brought Qinghe's body back, you will bury him later, the first thing she asked when she got up must be Qinghe. Qiu Shan said a few more words earnestly.

"Hmm......" Shen Qinghan replied and walked towards the house with heavy steps.

Gently pushed the door open, walked to the edge of the bed, sat down, and held her cold hand.

Her eyes were closed, her face was so pale that there was no trace of blood, and she was breathing gently.

Shen Qinghan's eyes turned red uncontrollably, and a few tears fell down with sweat, "Why did I leave the meeting, and you made yourself like this......

He guarded the southwest, separated from her by the entire Central Plains, she was in danger, but he couldn't catch up.

The first place where the demon soldiers attacked was the southwest, and they exchanged fire several times before and after, and they also found something abnormal. It's because there's nothing abnormal that it's abnormal.

The demon protection is indeed impenetrable, and he sent people to investigate for a few days, only to find that there were only thirty or forty thousand demon soldiers there. Just as I was wondering where the other demon soldiers went, news of a war came from the northwest.

5,000 against 670,000, what is that concept?

Xianmen quickly gathered its strength from south to north and divided it into two routes, one to support the northwest, and one to the northwest rear portal to do a good job of defense.

Before he could transfer, he heard the northwest battle report again: Yun Qingfeng Feng led tens of thousands of ghost soldiers to repel the demon soldiers.

Xianmen was in an uproar, this news was good news at first glance, but when I thought about it deeply, it became a terrifying thing again: a dignified and respected Xianmen Peak Master actually cultivated the ghost road? This is undoubtedly like putting a tiger by his side, accumulating wages in the fire, who knows which day it will bite you back.

But Su Elegy is doing righteous things, and no one dares to come out and say anything for a while.

Shen Qinghan replaced Su Elegy's piano with the identical piano he had made before, and personally buried Qinghe in the back mountain of Yunqingfeng before returning to Liulanju.

Su Elegy hadn't woken up yet, and Shen Qinghan had been sitting next to her, looking at her without saying a word.

The corners of her eyes spilled some moisture, and she reached out to help her gently wipe them off. The heart is numb and overwhelmed.

When Su Wangge woke up, there was a dead silence around him, and a few dim lights flickered, reflecting the people beside the bed, looking out of the window.

She didn't move, she didn't speak, her eyes were lifeless, and her gaze kept on the person in front of her, recovering a little bit of anger.

A few gusts of cold wind came in through the window, and he turned around and wanted to cover Su Wangge more tightly. Seeing her open her eyes, there was irrepressible joy in her eyes, "Bang Bang ......"

"Hmm," Su Elegy replied softly.

"What do you think? Tell me, I'll go find Senior Sister Qiushan", Shen Qinghan held her hand.

She shook her head and said something else, "Kiyoga is dead...... Am I born to be evil...... only to bring evil......

Shen Qinghan's eyes were full of pity, he leaned over and hugged her, his broad palm gently patted her shoulder, and his voice was a little depressed and low, "If you don't have anything, it will be fine...... Kiyoga ...... I have already helped you bury you in the back mountain of Yunqing, life and death are fateful, don't think too much"

"Uh-huh......" replied in a long nasal voice, and the water on the person's body was so little, and she had even out a lot of blood earlier, and now there was no extra water coming out of her eye sockets to express her sadness. It's just that the heart is indeed numb.

"I'm fine...... her throat was a little hoarse, her voice was not clear, and she didn't even believe what she said.

"I'm so tired, my body hurts a lot, like it's not my own, I want to hug you, you come up", pulled his neck with difficulty and made a sound, patting the empty place next to him.

Shen Qinghan picked up the slightly warm decoction next to him and coaxed: "If it hurts, drink some medicine first, it won't hurt after drinking."

Her pale brow furrowed, and she shook her head. Chinese medicine is very bitter, and so is life, and I don't want to be a little more bitter.

"Would you like some water?"

Su Wangge still shook his head, Shen Qinghan was helpless, took off his shirt and lay down beside her, holding her in his arms with both hands.

Su Elegy turned sideways to him, wrapped her arms around his waist, and buried her head in the socket of his neck.

"I'm going to deal with some things that haven't ended this battle tomorrow, promise me, wait for me here, don't go anywhere, don't see anyone, okay?" Shen Qinghan said softly, for fear of arguing with the person in his arms.

Su Elegy nodded slightly, seeing that her current performance was quite normal, she breathed a sigh of relief, "Hmm...... Sleep, I've always been."

Shen Qinghan ...... Have you always been alone before?Before you met Wen Wan", Su Elegy's low voice came, and Shen Qing was stunned.

Has it always been a one?

It doesn't seem to be, there is a Roc bird next to him.

“...... No", thinking of the bird, all that came to mind was red and the pain that had been a long time but was still burning on his body.

"Who?" asked Su Elegy again, his voice so low as if he was about to fall asleep.

"It's not a human, it's just a bird......"

"What about the bird?"

"I don't know...... "It tried to kill me, but I didn't die, it disappeared, but it was a man.

"Do you still think about that bird?"

“......”

......I don't know, it seems to be, I want to ask it, why did he do this, obviously he was very good before, and he has been with him for many years.

"No, I hate it. ", the sad voice of the past, a little cold.

"Oh......" Su Elegy replied as if he didn't have a sentence, and the breath he exhaled was gentle.

Sensing that something was wrong with his emotions, he exhaled a cloudy breath, "Okay, sleep......"

After speaking, Shen Qinghan raised his hand to extinguish the flickering lights, and the room was instantly occupied by darkness.

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