"Then give it a try, too."

His voice was always so soft and elegant, but with a firmness that could not tolerate anyone's beak and that expression of calm and never giving up.

Just like back then, whether he abandoned the immortal path and entered the demon, or held a sin sword to kill the gods to the sky, or retreated from the game, and ran for her all his life.

Shen Qihuan knew that he couldn't stop him.

Shen Qihuan looked at him for a while, and finally just sighed and smiled: "Okay, okay, it's for you." I now feel like the stupidest decision I've ever made in my life was to make friends with you. ”

"Oh, I thought that the Seventh Master was like me, and it would be a great honor to be close friends with each other."

Shen Qihuan waved his hand, "Come on, you can keep these sweet words for your girl, I can't stand it, Seventh Master." ”

Then, he took out the golden needle from his sleeve and said, "Xiao Laodao, let me tell you, you can't repay my favor in your life." Do you know how much money it cost me to find it? Eight hundred taels of gold, eight hundred taels! ”

"Don't worry, I will repay you this kindness if I sell my body."

Shen Qihuan gave him a blank look and muttered, "Supreme Demon Venerable sells himself? Who would dare to ask for it. ”

Then, Shen Qihuan punched one needle after another into his pipa bone in the enchantment, shouting as he played: "Eight hundred!" Eight hundred! Eight hundred! ”

…………

Xiao Xian was lying in a pool of blood and gasping, and Shen Qihuan was also tired and half dead, panting and looking at his embarrassed appearance, which was distressed and funny.

I think it's funny because he thinks that no one in this world can hurt the Supreme Demon Venerable in the slightest, only Mu Zisu.

Shen Qihuan took out another golden pill from his arms, which he had prepared for him a long time ago, which could relieve his injuries and pain. He carefully mashed the pill in a bowl, melted it with warm water, and then fed him little by little.

Xiao Xian kept choking, Shen Qihuan looked at him with disgust, but he still took out a handkerchief to wipe the water on his lips for him, "You be careful, this golden pill is a divine product, a priceless treasure!" ”

Xiao Xian said angrily: "Thank you, Seventh Master......"

"Do you want to be beaten, always thank me for something."

"It's a courtesy."

Shen Qihuan laughed angrily at him, "You're like this, and you still tell me the number of courtesies." With that, Shen Qihuan carefully picked him up and helped him to the bed. He also had to help him take off his robe and clean up the blood stains on it, so that he would not be seen by others.

After finishing his work, Shen Qihuan sat on the edge of the bed, pouted on his cigarette holder, and said, "When are you going to tell her the truth?" ”

"The day she wants to know."

Shen Qihuan understood what he meant, Mu Zisu completely forgot about the things in his previous life, and now dragged it all out, and told her, gluttony, in fact, I am your husband, you are my wife, and we used to have a son.

Mu Zisu either thought that Xiao Xian was having a convulsion, or he had to kick him out......

Besides, there is no such thing as reincarnation and rebirth in this world, is Mu Zisu still Xiao Xian's pillow person back then? The peach blossom in Mu Zisu's life, the red thread, will it still be him who once loved her to the bone?

What worries Xiao Xian the most is probably his own illness. At the beginning, in order to resurrect Mu Zisu, he was drained of his soul by Tianxiangjun, and he was white overnight. He poured his soul into the lotus flower, and she was reborn. But now he is stupid and stupid, and the Divine Soul Needle can only keep him safe for a while, and he doesn't know when this disease will be cured. What Xiao Xian fears most is that she doesn't like herself.