Ay......

It's all her sister's fault, who wants to bully the Winged Light Sky Star Rabbit, who is also a Spirit Venerable. Pity that special breed of rabbit, always bullied very badly.

Ling Shan really couldn't see it, so he started to seal his sister's spiritual power, and it wasn't until the poor rabbit left that he unsealed his sister's spiritual power.

"Not bad......"

After communicating, Zi Ling had already unlocked all of Zi Ling'er's seals, and the purple-white light gradually dissipated, and Zi Ling'er spit out a mouthful of dirty blood and fell to the ground.

"Poof......

Zi Ling'er's face gradually began to become tangled, the blood at the corners of her mouth gradually trembled and choked with her weak body, her chest rose and fell, and a burst of fishy sweetness surged up her throat again. Immediately, another mouthful of dirty blood spurted out, and Ling Shan, who saw it, was very distressed and unbearable.

Ling Shan's eyes were full of worry, he gritted his closed teeth, and quickly transmitted his spiritual energy into Zi Ling'er's body, wanting Zi Ling'er to gradually recover her strength by absorbing spiritual energy.

If you think about it, that's all I can do for her...... She still has to bear the pain herself. This is her calamity, although she has saved herself, she still can't help her bear it......

The unwillingness in his heart gradually spread, and there seemed to be a shallow tear swirling in Ling Shan's eyes.

"With me, she'll be fine!" Ziling's voice echoed in Ling Shan's ears, and Ling Shan looked at Zi Ling, who was still standing in front of Zi Ling'er, and gradually returned the aura he had taken from Zi Ling'er to Zi Ling'er.

As the dirty blood on the ground gradually accumulated into a lot, Zi Ling'er's little face became bloodless, but she didn't break out in a cold sweat anymore, as if she was about to begin to recover gradually. But at this time, the sword body of the Ziling Sword gradually trembled, as if it would fall to the ground in the next second.

"You tell her...... I need time to recover ......" After saying this, Zi Ling'er's sword fell into a pool of blood spit out by Zi Ling'er, as if he didn't dislike the blood spit out by Zi Ling'er, Zi Ling absorbed Zi Ling'er's blood.

She needs the nourishment of spiritual blood, and everything else that is clean and unclean is a floating cloud.

Ling Shan had no choice but to continue to convey spiritual energy to Zi Ling'er, hoping that Zi Ling'er could wake up as soon as possible.

I saw that the aura around Zi Ling'er began to gather gradually and rapidly. Ling Shan could feel his aura being quickly sucked dry by Zi Ling'er like a violent wind.

Ling Shan struggled to support his body to prevent himself from falling, and his snow-white hair gradually drifted towards Zi Ling'er with the powerful spiritual energy vortex.

As the aura was stripped of itself, Ling Shan's eyes were a little dark, as if he was about to faint...... But he persevered with perseverance.

The aura flowing towards Zi Ling'er gradually dissipated, and Zi Ling'er's eyes opened a gap faintly. Aiming at the Ziling Sword and Ling Shan on the ground......

Ling Shan?

Zi Ling'er hurriedly raised her struggling eyelids, and a nostalgic smile rose at the corner of her mouth.

It's been so long, are you okay?

When she saw Ling Shan's crumbling beast body, Zi Ling'er wanted to help him, but she was sore and weak, and the stinging pain still remained in her dantian, faintly painful. The hand gradually retracted, and he opened his lips tiredly, only to realize that his voice was actually a little muffled.

"Lingshan ......"

"Are you awake......" After Ling Shan heard Zi Ling'er's call, the hanging heart finally settled down, like a big stone being put down, Ling Shan finally breathed a sigh of relief, let his eyes be dark, follow the original will of his body, and fall to the ground.

"Ling Shan!" Zi Ling'er watched Ling Shan's snow-white hair, like a fluttering feather, fall on Ling Shan's body, and the cloud-like tail of the beast's body covered half of Ling Shan's body, making his pity at this time even more miserable.

Looking at the two baby bumps on the ground, Zi Ling'er had a little angina.

She urged her spiritual power and brought Ziling Sword and Ling Shan to her side, Ziling Sword took back her storage bag, and then took out an elixir to restore her aura from the storage bag and stuffed it into Ling Shan's open, closed mouth.

Gently stroking Ling Shan, holding him in her arms, Zi Ling'er ignored the pain of her dantian, and wrapped Ling Shan's aura inside, allowing Ling Shan to absorb the pill as soon as possible. The whole book

As Ling Shan's facial features gradually relaxed, Zi Ling'er stopped transmitting spiritual energy, she took a big breath of fresh air, took out a handkerchief from the storage bag, and wiped her wet cheeks. Just now, Zi Ling'er noticed a change in herself.

Now her strength has far exceeded the level of the peak of the Ascension Realm, and I am afraid that it was the sudden unsealing of the seal that had been accumulated and suppressed in the past two years that she experienced a kind of pain from hell.

The blood she spit out was also the dirty blood that she had prevented her from cultivating smoothly for so long. After the dirty blood was successfully spit out, Zi Ling'er's body and mind were much more comfortable, and she even felt that her body was light.

Zi Ling'er moved her body slightly, only to find that her current body didn't seem to be as painful as she had just now, or that the pain now was acceptable to Zi Ling'er.

"I still have to wash it......" Zi Ling'er looked helplessly at the shirt she was wearing, almost soaking wet. The feeling of the fabric and sweat sticky/greasy on the body is really uncomfortable.

Looking at Ling Shan, who was spotless and clean in his arms, he didn't know why he always felt dirty. I really felt embarrassed, so I gently put Ling Shan on the soft quilt and lightly prepared to take a bath......

……

The man still hadn't slept, playing with the droplet peach blossom pendant he had just made, his eyes slightly deep.

He gently lifted the pendant with one finger and shone through the full moon outside the window into the crystal clear.

Tonight's moonlight was exceptionally bright, and the veins of the petals were clearly visible, and even the fine white hairs on it were distinct.

"Will she come tonight?"

The man's hair was scattered, and the long green silk slid down his shoulders little by little with his movements, although his expression was cold with a hint of anticipation.

The underside of his eyes was somewhat glowing by the moonlight, and the moonlight portrayed his silhouette sexy and handsome.

He bowed his head and turned. He stroked the unfinished portrait on the desk over and over again, like an infatuated man looking forward to the girl he loved.

He used his bony fingers to trace the contours of the girl's cheeks. Layers of tenderness gradually spread in his eyes.

The girl in the painting is light and beautiful, with two long braids hanging down behind her, and some petals are flowing down to her hair as the wind blows.

Her hands were on her chest, clasped together, folded, and she wore a delicate robe, and the patterns on her clothes were very beautiful, but she could not see the meaning of those patterns.

She tilted her little head slightly, smiling. There seemed to be no sorrow or trouble in those fawn-like eyes, the curvature of the corners of her mouth was just right, and everything about her was so beautiful.

She just smiled, and he just looked at it...... Inexplicably attracted by her smile, the man also smiled......

The man is the rhyme, and the woman in the painting is the girl he met in the Li Mansion: Ye Xian'er.

I don't know why, although Ye Xian'er promised him that she would find him next time she came out...... But I don't know if it's because he's too much or an illusion, he always feels that Ye Xian'er is lying to him.

Thinking like this, Qian Yun held the petal pendant in his hand tightly, feeling the slightest coolness of the crystal pendant coming from the palm of his hand, his heart was a little inexplicably irritable.

From that meeting to now, more than half a month has passed, and Ye Xian'er has not appeared, and even makes Qian Yun feel that this Ye Xian'er is a dream he had in the Li Mansion, and she is not in this world.

Or Ye Xian'er has recovered her physical body and doesn't remember him anymore.

Or......

He started, his fingers nostalgically traced the portrait on the desk, and then went to the window to look at the peach blossoms that had bloomed and withered outside the window, and looked at it with great fascination.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, as if to attract his attention, blowing up the petals in front of him, and those petals that had already wilted gradually became vibrant.

A miracle like reverse growth actually appeared in front of the rhyme......