Across the turbulent river, Qi Yumo stood in place for a long time, only to feel that his soul was being pulled away little by little, and gradually became empty.

Silver Forest Slope.

Gu Ran pursed his lips and was silent, he didn't dare to look down at the person in his arms, he didn't dare to touch the arrow on her back, he just desperately hit the horse forward.

He could feel the damp damp blood on his chest, and the expansion of the area frightened him.

The man in her arms suddenly moved, and she tugged at the placket of his clothes, and her breath was as weak as a newborn kitten.

"Xiaobai, you ...... Stop it...... Put me down......"

Gu Ranbai hugged her carefully, and gently wiped the liquid that kept overflowing from the corners of her mouth with her sleeve.

He wanted to laugh, but he couldn't lift the corners of his mouth, the heaviness made him unable to breathe smoothly, and the corners of his eyes were dry and almost couldn't open.

"Xiaobai, look......" She raised her hand and pointed to the west side of Yinlin Slope, the Huanyin Desert.

The sunset is magnificent, and the rose-colored desert is rendered in a myriad of ways at this moment.

"Take me there...... Called Shang Jun None. ”

A few people descended in the desert sunset.

Ruan Li half-closed his eyes, as if he was endlessly tired, "Look...... It's beautiful......"

"Is the doctor here?" Gu Ranbai couldn't help but turn his face and roared, one hand on his sleeve, "Xiaobai...... You're still laughing...... Best looking......"

A tear slipped from the corner of Jun Wu's eye.

"Kid...... Come here...... Sister, I'll give you a gift......" Ruan Li slowly stood up and took out a burden from his arms.

Zhishu put him down, and Jun Wu sat beside her obediently.

"Child, close your eyes...... My sister has three requirements...... The first is that you are not allowed to open your eyes under any circumstances...... No matter how painful it is, how uncomfortable it is......"

Jun Wu nodded obediently, his eyes closed, and his long eyelashes cast a shadow on his face.

Ruan Li opened the baggage, and a set of exquisite pharmacological needles was displayed in front of everyone.

Rain crystal needle.

Gu Ranbai's heart sank.

When the former Western Regions Poison King was young, he had a contest with the Northern Dynasty Doctor Saint.

And in the end, the Poison King of the Western Regions lost his hand and poisoned the son of the medical saint, which is now Nan Jinzhi.

Later, the medical saint used that set of peerless pharmacological acupuncture and acupuncture to save Nan Jinzhi's life, but he died early because of the backlash of this set of acupuncture.

Treating life with life is the rain crystal acupuncture method.

Gu Ranbai didn't allow it, and held her hand.

"If you do this, you will kill me and Jun Wu."

He understood.

In the end, she pulled her fingers away.

Ruan Li glanced at everyone, smiled lightly, and stretched out his hand to signal quietly, "Don't speak, everyone close their eyes." ”

Half a set of acupuncture is divided into all the acupuncture points under Jun Wu's body, and the remaining half set of moxibustion is applied to himself.

She brushed her fingers over Jun Wu's long eyelashes and muttered in a low voice, "The child's eyelashes are still so beautiful." ”

Half an hour gradually passed, and Gu Ranbai finally couldn't help but open his eyes.

Ruan Li's face was pale, almost as white as her hair color.

A pale red pearl light suspended around her and Jun Wu, as if time and space had stood still between them.

The red points of light surrounded Jun Wu more and more thickly, and finally gradually formed a halo to cover him.

Ruan Li smiled slightly, reached out and took out all the pharmacological needles.

She stared at Jun Wu for a long time, and slowly stretched out her fingertips to point on the halo, rippling small ripples in circles.

As Jun Wu's face became clear, a vibrant indifferent light filled around him and dispersed.

Ruan Li slipped softly and was gently held in his arms by Gu Ranbai.

Jun Wu was taken away by Zhishu.

"Fine, don't do this...... We're all here, how can you do that? ”

Gu Ranbai smiled bitterly, his heart ached sharply, and he lowered his eyes to look at the person in his arms.

Ruan Li was chilled and had no strength to speak.

The corners of Gu Ranbai's mouth trembled slightly, "Yan Xiu is coming soon, you can't sleep like this......"

"He's looking for you...... He's waiting for you......"

Gu Ranbai touched her face, and her fingers slowly combed her white hair, "You girl, why do you always have such a temper...... At least you won't ...... until the cultivator comes."

"Fine...... I've scolded him for you, it's not good for him. He has nothing to do with that Bai Luoshui...... You girl, what kind of vinegar do you eat? ”

She just smiled, a childlike smile on her lips, as if it had taken a lot of effort.

"Fine...... Don't sleep, he's coming......"

Ruan couldn't see clearly in front of her eyes, her vision gradually blurred, she could only hear the sound of her heavy breathing, pulling at her heart, as if only this sound proved that she was still alive.

Someone took over themselves.

Her pupils reflected a pair of haunting eyes. Like a bright star piercing her dark sky.

His eyes were filled with bitter anger, and his deep black eyes pierced her soul.

He opened his lips and said slowly, "Who gave you such daring?" ”

She tried to speak, but when she opened her mouth, only blood spilled out. She was a little uneasy and wanted to raise her hand to wipe it off.

He is the most clean, and he has a slight habit of cleanliness, and he will always be annoyed when his clothes are dirty.

However, his lips suddenly felt slightly cold.

With a little coolness of late spring and early autumn, it blends in a bit of delicate honey, but it deeply touches the soul that is especially unreachable.

Tears welled up in the corners of her eyes, and she heard him whisper on her lips in the warmth of the chaos.

"Ruan Li, I still owe you a marriage gift."

Ruan Li raised his hand to touch his face, as if he wanted to carve his face into his heart. The fingers wiped the stained blood, but it seemed to get dirtier and dirtier the more they wiped.

She smiled wryly and muttered, "Dirty face......"

He Dai looked at her, the corners of his lips slowly brought a smile, the stained red blood did not damage half of his delicate face, and his eyebrows and eyes were dazzling like first acquaintances.

"You're going to be at peace this time." He hugged her tightly, "But I love your playful nature even more." ”

"Ruan Li, do you think that if you run away from me, I won't be able to take you? As I said, if you take my hand by the hand, even if you throw it away, you don't want me to throw it away. ”

"Where are you going to run this time?" His tone was tinged with light astringency and fear, "No matter how many lifetimes I have, I can always find you." This time, I couldn't feel it anymore. ”

"Ah Li. Only this time, I beg you, don't leave me again. ”

He has been here for thousands of years, and he is only obsessed with this woman.

"Hedai ......"

The blood in her body seemed to be running out, and her face was even paler than transparent, "Yes, I'm sorry...... How I want to ...... With you...... ...... for a lifetime"

She didn't feel the slightest pain anymore, her body and soul gradually separated, and she clutched her fingers, desperately trying to turn back to her body.

Behind him, a huge light shrouded him, accompanied by bursts of melodious sounds of silk and bamboo music.

An old man's voice came, "The soul returns, the soul returns......"

The ancient trees are green, and the waterfall is splashed.

The birds in the quiet forest are ethereal, and the ancient temples in the deep mountains are empty.

A rocky path winds through it to the summit of Langa Temple.

The eaves of the main hall of the temple are hooked, and the ancient rhyme of the copper bell is far away and melodious. The bluestone table under the eaves is a chessboard, and the chess game has just fallen a few pieces, and it is staggered. Next to the small pot of purple mud, the fragrant tea rhyme is not cold, and the warm fragrance of a plum tree above is prosperous.

The chess game sits two monks.

The one-year-old monk closed his eyes, and his slender white eyebrows fell with his breathing, which was very funny.