Ling Xue glanced at Mingyu squint, and said in a slow tone: "Generally speaking, it is difficult to recover the soul that was taken away by the Seven Arrows Technique, but as long as there is a soul and a soul left, this person will not have to worry about his life, with a little treatment, the body will return to its original state within a month, and he can eat, drink and walk, but he cannot recover intellectually, and he may be demented for a lifetime, similar to the walking dead." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

"Huh? How so? Mingyu listened, and tears quickly overflowed with tears, "There is no way to cure it?" ”

Ling Xue nodded, but still said in a calm tone: "If you use the method of soul summoning through a mage who has attained the Dao, you should be able to summon the soul that has been taken back." But the recovery of the body will be quite slow, and it may take half a year or even longer. ”

Mingyu turned his head to see the Tai Chi pattern on Ling Xue's body, his eyes lit up, as if he had grasped a life-saving straw, and said urgently: "Didn't you say that your master sent you to save Brother Song, you must be able to use the method of conjuring spirits, right?" Hurry up and do the trick and bring back Brother Song's soul. Tell me what you need to prepare, and I'll prepare it right away. ”

Ling Xue shook her head very dryly and said, "I don't know how to do it. ”

Mingyu's eyes suddenly darkened, and he hurriedly said, "Then go and invite your master to come, she will definitely do it." ”

Ling Xue also shook her head.

Mingyu's whole body seemed to be wrapped in ice, cold from head to toe, tears rolled down like broken pearls, and she muttered in a trembling voice, "Where to ask for a wise mage?" ”

Ling Xue stood up from her chair and said unfazedly, "You don't have to worry. Since I'm here, there is a way to save Brother Song. ”

Mingyu raised his sleeve and wiped his tears, burst into laughter, and said angrily: "You really have a way to save Brother Song?" Why didn't you say it earlier? ”

"I just remembered it, too." Ling Xue shrugged, smiled apologetically, picked up the Nuwa Mirror on her chest with her hand, and shook it in front of Mingyu's eyes, "This is the Nuwa Mirror that Master gave me, since it can break the Seven Arrows Technique of the Xuandeng Daoist, it should be able to take back the soul taken away by the Seven Arrows Technique." ”

Mingyu took the mirror from Ling Xue's hand and looked at it carefully, only to see that the mirror was about a foot in diameter, the mirror was made of mercury, smooth and bright, and his shadow was very clear. The back of the mirror is wrapped in brass, and the middle is engraved with the pattern of Nuwa mending the sky, and the surrounding area is inlaid with intricate and luxurious patterns. It looks like an extremely rare treasure. There were two rings on both sides of the mirror, which were passed through with a thin iron chain and hung around Ling Xue's neck.

"Take me to see Brother Song." Ling Xue reached out and patted the back of Mingyu's hand, and said in a calm tone.

Mingyu nodded, and took Ling Xue's hand into the tent.

Although Ling Xue had always shown a detached and tranquil attitude, when she approached Song Qi's couch step by step, she couldn't help but have ripples in her heart, and even swelled up.

Three months had passed since she left on the cliff. During these three months, she missed Song Qi every day, and often wanted to leave the Nuwa Temple to meet him. It was only because the master said that the fate between them had not yet arrived and that she needed to wait for the right time, that she stayed quietly in the Nuwa Temple.

Now, the eldest brother she misses day and night is in front of her, and she will meet soon, how can she not be happy, excited or excited in her heart.

To be honest, the transcendent expression on her face was deliberately shown to match her robe, and her heart actually loved Song Qi as much as before, even more passionately than before.

Before she could walk to the bed, her eyes were there. As soon as she entered the door of the tent, Song Qi's tall nose and thick eyebrows appeared in front of her.

"Brother Song!" Ling Xue shouted from afar. Maybe it was because of her nervousness, she forgot what she was here for a while, and she didn't know that she couldn't get a response from Song Qi. When she shouted these words, she immediately understood in her heart that Song Qi was unconscious and could not answer her call. In order to hide her nervousness, Ling Xue asked Mingyu, "How many days has Brother Song been in a coma?" ”

Mingyu looked at Song Qi who was lying down, and sighed faintly: "It's been three days, and this is the fourth day." ”

"Hmm." Ling Xue nodded, walked to the bed, and looked down at Song Qi on the bed. I saw that Song Qi's face was a little terrifyingly white, like a piece of shallow paper, and his lips were firmly pursed, as if he was gritting his teeth. Although in a comatose state, his thick black eyebrows were tightly locked, his upper eyelids were tightly pressed against his lower eyelids, and his long eyelashes hung low. It seems that he is still immersed in a heavy and vicious nightmare, unable to struggle and unable to wake up.

Seeing Song Qi in such a happy and pitiful state, Ling Xue's heart hurt and cold as if she had been pierced by an ice cream. But at this moment, she couldn't show too much concern, especially in front of Mingyu. After three months of thinking in isolation, she has become more aware of the world. It is an indisputable fact that Song Qi likes Mingyu, and Mingyu also likes Song Qi. What is she Ling Xue, she can only be regarded as a doctor or mage at the moment. Although she has a warm affection for Song Qi, this affection has to be hidden, and she can only show the feelings of a doctor or mage to the outside world.

She took out the Nuwa mirror from under her head, shook Song Qi's face, and said coldly to Mingyu without turning her head: "Open Brother Song's eyes and let him look at this Nuwa mirror." ”

"One of you on each side, stretch Brother Song's eyes open." Mingyu instructed the two little maids that she felt that she could not show her intimate feelings for Song Qi in front of Ling Xue.

A little maid lay in front of the bed, another little maid climbed onto the bed, squatted next to Song Qi's pillow, the two stretched out their green jade hands, and gently opened Song Qi's eyes, revealing dark and dim pupils. His pupils were wide open, and he seemed to have completely lost the light-concentrating effect.

Ling Xue rolled up her sleeves, revealing a jade wrist like a lotus root, holding the Nuwa mirror with one hand and sweeping the mirror with the other, turning it gently. Finally, the two ruby eyes on the mirror were pointed at Song Qi's eyes, and the other ruby eye was pointed at the location of Song Qi's heavenly eye.

Mingyu squinted at the mirror from the side, and saw three red rays of light shooting out of the three eyes on the mirror, directly on Song Qi's eyes and forehead. These three rays of light seem to connect Song Qi's inner world with the Nuwa mirror.

Song Qi didn't react, but his pupils narrowed a little in the visible range to the naked eye, and his pupils were covered with blood. Looking at the mirror surface of the Nuwa mirror again, it seems that it is not a flat mirror, but a three-dimensional kaleidoscope, which seems to be an abyss, and it seems to be a red ocean, which turns into a planet for a while, and the clouds are ethereal. A faint silhouette, formless and formless, something slowly drifted from a distant place. As she floated closer, the outline became clearer and clearer, but Mingyu still couldn't tell what it looked like. If you can barely say that it looks like something, you can only say that it looks like an elf. This elf floated out of the mirror, and it was visible to the naked eye that it slipped into Song Qi's forehead, and Mingyu saw Song Qi's forehead twist in a trance, as if a small ripple had spread on the horizontal plane.

Song Qi's body let out a violent tremble, as if he suddenly felt very cold, and then regained his calm... (To be continued.) )