"Senior brother, let's tell Master, it's not easy for people to go up the mountain." A handsome man about fifteen years old, with a small black mole on his chin, said.

"Master is busy, let's go." With that, he walked away.

The little immortal who was left behind waved at them, his voice was immature, and said, "Please wait here, Jin Fan will go and go back." ”

Ling Zixuan was very happy when he heard this, and immediately thanked him: "Thank you, Immortal!" ”

Jin Fan smiled lightly and nodded, and left with Edgeworth.

After a while, two people came to the door, Jin Fan brought a man wearing a silver ornament and a crown of hair, the man was about forty years old, thin, also dressed in black, with a short beard on his chin, quite a fairy wind and bones.

He glanced at the man wearing a hat and a bloody mark, and then saw Hao Tianlin, with one hand casually in front of the door, the enchantment was solved, and he said: "Commander Hao, I didn't know that you came, I missed the distance, please forgive me!" ”

Hao Tianlin also said: "Nan Fengjun, this time Tianlin came to ask for help from you. ”

Nan Fengjun looked a little sad, and said: "The matter of King Yong, Runzhi has also heard about it, it's really a pity!" ”

Hao Tianlin said: "Tianlin is here for this matter. ”

"I want to hear about it." Nan Fengjun wondered. It is well known that King Yong is dead, so what role can he have in this matter?

Hao Tianlin glanced at Ling Zixuan and said to Nan Fengjun: "Actually, King Yong is not dead yet. ”

Nan Fengjun was surprised and looked at the man with blood stains on his body and a hood.

Ling Zixuan waved in the direction where Nan Fengjun spoke: "Nan Fengjun, Zixuan is polite. ”

Seeing that the direction of his hand was biased, Nan Fengjun guessed a rough idea, stepped forward to hold his hands, and saw that the skin on his hands was festering to the point of being decent, and he was shocked to see it. He gently put down the prince's hand, and said in an excited voice: "The prince ......"

Nan Fengjun's name is Jin Zemian, the word Runzhi, is the head of Jinlanmen, in order to eradicate the foreign way, Ji Erchun invited a group of very powerful people to assassinate many cultivators, and Jinlanmen is a well-known place for cultivating immortals, of course, it can't be avoided. Seven years ago, when Ling Zixuan marched through Jinlanmen, he was received by Nanfengjun, so he vigorously supported Jinlanmen, and tried his best to tell Emperor Jingchang about Ji Erchun's crimes, and even more openly and secretly wanted to protect Jinlanmen, so that Jinlanmen avoided disasters, otherwise those killers were so powerful, and his apprenticeship abilities were uneven, and it was inevitable that a few people would die.

Ling Zixuan was glad that Nan Fengjun was a person who missed his old love, and at this moment he had infinite sorrow in his heart, his eyes were warm for a while, his throat was knotted, and he couldn't speak.

Nan Fengjun must have suffered a lot, and yesterday's kindness came to repay today, so he said: "The prince does not dare to forget the grace of the Jinlan Gate, Runzhi will try his best to help the prince, it is windy here, please go in and talk in detail." ”

Ling Zixuan nodded, and helped Hao Tianlin in.

Nan Fengjun re-laid out the barrier. He took them to the tea-room, and after letting Jin Fan serve tea, he sent him down to prepare their chamber.

Nan Fengjun said: "The rumors outside Runzhi have never believed it, what happened that day?" ”

Ling Zixuan pondered for a moment, took off the hat on his head, his face was so festering that there was no good skin, and it was also red and swollen because of inflammation, and he was already unrecognizable.

Nan Fengjun was shocked, and his voice trembled: "Lord Wang, this ......"

Ling Zixuan closed his eyes and could hear the surprise in his voice, and he said, "That day, Emperor Jingchang sent troops to arrest me overnight and framed me for sending assassins to assassinate him. Although I don't have the slightest desire to covet the throne, but the past does not forget the teacher of the future, and it is not for nothing that the emperor is afraid that the prince will seek to usurp the throne, so I have always raised a group of 5,000 elite troops for emergencies, and it really came in handy that day. Those forbidden troops sent by His Majesty to arrest me, as well as the Tiger Forest Army and the Yulin Army, all surrendered to me, and I ascended to the throne without using a knife or a shot, but the strange thing is that after entering the palace, I never saw Emperor Jingchang, I thought he was scared at the time, and I didn't think too much. But when I was about to sit on the throne of God, Emperor Jingchang's concubine came out, and I learned that Emperor Jingchang was killed by her, and other princes and princesses were also killed by her! ”

Ling Zixuan recalled the past in his narration, his closed eyes warmed, and tears flowed, and the tears slid across the wound on his face, stinging pain.

Nan Fengjun didn't understand why a woman would have such a great ability to deal with so many soldiers, there must be some secret behind this, and waited patiently for him to continue.

Ling Zixuan continued: "It turns out that Concubine Su is not a mortal at all, but a goblin, who has been lurking in the palace, just to usurp the throne, in order to let the seventh prince Ling Hao seize the throne. Where are we the opponents of the elves, she can make everyone a puppet. I couldn't bear to see them like this, so I drank the poison, and I don't know what happened next, but I didn't lose my breath, Hao Tianlin dug me out of the grave, and when I woke up, I became like this. ”

Nan Fengjun had a general understanding of this matter, stroked his beard, nodded and said: "I see, it takes a lot of cultivation to turn people into puppets, and this goblin has this ability, which proves that her cultivation is quite high, and it is not easy to deal with." It's no wonder that when the Great Wizard wanted to eradicate the outer path two years ago, those killers were so powerful, it turned out that they were also goblins! ”

When Ling Zixuan heard him say this, he said worriedly: "Although Ling Hao is now the emperor, where can people be the opponents of monsters?" I'm afraid that Ling Hao will be killed one day, and if the country falls into the hands of this goblin, the country will be completely destroyed. Besides, I want to avenge my brothers and sisters and the soldiers who were killed. Nan Fengjun, you are an immortal chief, there must be a way, right? ”

Nan Fengjun said: "Lord Wang, Runzhi will try his best to help you." ”

Ling Zixuan was grateful in his heart and said, "Thank you Nan Fengjun!" Nan Fengjun will call me Zixuan in the future. Everyone believed that King Yong was dead. ”

Nan Fengjun bowed: "Okay." ”

He pondered for a moment, and then said: "Zixuan, my beloved disciple Yanqing visited the ghost doctor of Nanweng five years ago, and occasionally came back to Jinlanmen to visit me and my junior disciples. ”

Ling Zixuan said gratefully: "It's actually Nanweng Ghost Doctor? That's great! He had also heard of the name of the ghost doctor in Nanweng, and he knew that the ghost doctor had a treasure called fairy glass, which could make people see the light again. When he found that he couldn't see, he had also thought about this fairy glass, but after all, it was someone else's treasure, and besides, he thought that his eyes might not have reached the point where the medicine stone was ineffective.

Seeing that he was always tickling, Nan Fengjun knew that his wound must be very uncomfortable, so he took out a bottle of medicine from his arms, put it in Ling Zixuan's hand, and said, "This ointment is prepared by Yanqing himself, it can remove swelling and reduce inflammation, you can take it and try it." ”

Ling Zixuan thanked him and took the ointment.

Nan Fengjun said with a smile: "Jin Fan should take care of the two of them, Runzhi should send the two of them over." ”

Ling Zixuan shook his head.

The two rooms prepared by Nan Fengjun for them are very elegant and clean, and the air in the mountains is very good, so they are very comfortable to breathe, but at night, it is very cold. After they had eaten supper, they went to their rooms to rest.

Qiao Zimei came out of the sword, she slept sweetly, and now she was very energetic, and she felt full of strength all over her body. She saw Ling Zixuan sitting at the table in a daze, so she went over and sat next to him, looking at him with her hands folded.

I saw a piece of jade jade pendant lying in the palm of his left hand, the jade pendant was carved with cloud and thunder patterns in a circle, a long end of the tail was hung, and a small bronze bell was hung on the tail, which was the jade that he hung around his waist on weekdays. In the middle of the jade pendant hollow carved a "Xuan" character, he stroked this word repeatedly with his right hand, he opened his eyes, his eyes were red, the pupils in his eyes were gray, and his eyes were covered with a layer of mist.

Qiao Zimei looked at his eyes and sighed, his eyes have become like this, I am afraid that the medicine stone is ineffective.

Ling Zixuan's ears were very sensitive, and he immediately put away the jade pendant, and said with a cold face: "What are you doing with me all day?" ”

When Qiao Zimei didn't know how to answer, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a bottle of medicine on the table, and said with a smile: "I'll help you take medicine!" ”

Ling Zixuan said: "Excuse me, I can go on it myself." ”

Qiao Zimei smiled and dipped her fingertips in the ointment and applied it to his face, and said as she applied: "Your injuries are good at picking places that grow, and the hair is not long, such as the scalp is not long, the eyebrows are not long, the hand hair is not long, and there are ......" She kept counting and looked under him, and her face suddenly flushed, "Fortunately, otherwise the hair will fall out and be even more ugly." ”

Ling Zixuan listened to her words, suddenly turned his face sideways, and said coldly: "Don't touch me!" ”

"Uh," Qiao Zimei knew that she had said the wrong thing, and she didn't dare to say anything more. But if she hadn't taken pity on him and was now a sick person, she wouldn't have been willing to serve him.

She put her hot face on her cold ass and sat down across from him, looking at him with her forehead propped up to see how he was going to help her with the medicine.

Ling Zixuan was silent for a moment, there was silence in the room, he thought she was gone, and took out the jade pendant and stroked it carefully, bursting into tears.

Ling Zixuan suddenly clenched the jade pendant, and there was a burst of pain on the back of his hand, and he smiled bitterly: "Damn, why can't I forget you!" ”

She couldn't help but be moved when she heard his words, it turned out that this jade pendant was given by Hua Yingrong? This person's temper is almost bad, but he is really an infatuated man, Hua Yingrong treats him like this, and he can still miss her like this. This reminded her of Xiao Ran, the man who was looking for someone to kill her for silver, how could she not meet such an infatuated lover as King Yong!

When she was sighing about the unfairness of fate, Hao Tianlin knocked on the door: "Childe, have you rested?" ”

Ling Zixuan put away the jade pendant, tidied up his appearance, and said, "Come in." ”

She knew that it was not appropriate to stay by his side all day, and stayed by his side just to find an opportunity to mention her affairs to Xianjun, it was better for her to return to the sword if she was fine, so she thought so, and entered the sword.

After Hao Tianlin came in, he looked left and right, and asked, "Why did Miss Qiao disappear after entering the mountain?" ”

Ling Zixuan said, "What, you're here to find her?" ”

Hao Tianlin smiled, took out a bottle of ointment from his arms, and said; "I bought ointment on the way, and I'm here to apply it to you."

Ling Zixuan said: "The ointment on the table is given by Nan Fengjun, which is personally prepared by the apprentice of the ghost doctor, use his." ”

"Ghost doctor?" Hao Tianlin glanced at the ointment on the table, "Okay." He promised it, but he didn't use the ointment on the table, and insisted on using what he bought.

After they finished taking the medicine, he waited for Ling Zixuan to rest, extinguished the candle and went back.

Ling Zixuan scratched the itchy area, but he didn't see any improvement in the wound, and the medicine prepared by the ghost doctor's apprentice was nothing more than that?

The next day, Qiao Zimei came out of the sword, she was so flustered that she was about to go to the Jinlan Gate, and looked at the man on the couch, but found that his skin was ulcerated and pus, and his condition was serious again, he was constantly scratching the wound, and the skin was scratched full of blood.

She smelled the medicine on him, not like the ointment she had tried to apply to him last night, but like the ointment in Hao's mansion.

She looked at the table, and the bottle of ointment was gone.