When Song Qingyi woke up again, he felt that his body was getting weaker and weaker, and his whole person was weak, as if his spirit was wandering outside.

"Ahem." He coughed lightly twice, but it seemed that he had used all his strength.

Hearing the sound, Wei Xuehan, who was sleeping lightly by the bed, suddenly woke up, and when he saw Song Qingyi wake up, he hurriedly stepped forward to take care of him.

"Qingyi, you're awake. You've been in a coma for two days this time, and we're all going to be scared to death. Wei Xuehan's face was full of anxiety.

Song Qingyi looked at Wei Xuehan's puffy eyes, and his eyes were full of red bloodshots, it was obvious that Wei Xuehan had been taking care of himself by his side for the past two days, and he also felt a little pity in his heart.

"I, I'm fine." Song Qingyi said weakly, and in the end, even he couldn't hear his own voice.

Although I was a little tired in the past, I have never been as weak as I am today.

"Where's Meng Yu?" Looking around but not finding Meng Yu's figure, Song Qingyi couldn't help asking.

Wei Xuehan poured a glass of water for Song Qingyi, and carefully fed it: "He went to beg my master to save you, it's been two days and two nights, he knelt at the door of the master without eating or drinking, but he didn't expect my master to be so hard-hearted this time." ”

Even if Wei Xuehan revered his master in his heart, he had to complain this time.

Song Qingyi took a sip of water, and couldn't help but worry about Meng Yu's body when she heard Wei Xuehan's words. wanted Wei Xuehan to stop Meng Yu, but suddenly felt uncomfortable in his chest, and began to cough violently, as if he wanted to cough out his heart.

Seeing a trace of blood hanging from the corner of his mouth, Wei Xuehan was shocked, and hurriedly put down the teacup in his hand to diagnose Song Qingyi's pulse.

It doesn't matter if you don't check it, when you check it, Wei Xuehan's eyes couldn't help but widen, and there was a panicked look on his face.

"How could it be, how could it be. How could Qingyi die soon! No, it can't be! Wei Xuehan kept muttering, unwilling to believe this fact.

Song Qingyi listened to Wei Xuehan's words, and she had already felt them when she just woke up, and she didn't have the slightest doubt about her words.

She really wanted to comfort Wei Xuehan now, but now she really has more than enough heart and strength.

"You have a good rest first, and I will definitely let Master save you." After letting Song Qingyi lie down, Wei Xuehan hurriedly ran out.

Looking at Wei Xuehan's figure running out weakly, she couldn't stop it at all.

Wei Xuehan came directly to Qing Fengming's residence, looked at Meng Yu, who was still kneeling outside, didn't say anything, and prepared to go in.

Seeing that Wei Xuehan actually appeared here, Meng Yu stepped forward and directly grabbed her sleeve and frowned and asked, "Why are you here, Qingyi?" How is she doing now? ”

Seeing Meng Yu's face full of stubble, kneeling here for two days without eating or drinking, all for Song Qingyi, my heart was also very moved.

It's just that the situation is critical now, Wei Xuehan directly said the situation just now: "Qingyi has woken up, but the current situation is not optimistic, I am here to ask the master now, you better hurry up and see Qingyi." ”

Let Song Qingyi be alone in the room, and she couldn't let go of her heart. 516

After hearing Wei Xuehan's words, Meng Yu suddenly became anxious, where can he still take care of pleading now, and he can't wait to appear in front of Song Qingyi now.

"Your master will ask you." Meng Yu said before leaving.

Now all hope is pinned on Qingfeng Ming.

Wei Xuehan nodded, watched Meng Yu rush away, and hurriedly broke into Qingfengming's house.

"Master, Master, please save Qingyi." Wei Xuehan rushed in and saw Qing Fengming reading, so he knelt on the ground and said.

But Qing Fengming still looked at the book and didn't say anything, looking indifferent, as if everything had nothing to do with him.

Seeing that his master didn't care about him at all, Wei Xuehan still kept kowtowing and begging, and his white forehead suddenly became a little red and swollen.

After begging for a long time to no avail, thinking that Song Qingyi's life would not be long in coming, Wei Xuehan directly stood up and looked at the ruthless Qingfeng Ming in front of him and shouted: "Master, you once said that you want to repay your kindness, Qingyi became like this all to help me." Now that she's dying, I can't just watch her die. ”

"You can break the curse, why don't you want to save Qingyi? Master, how can I help you save people? If it weren't for the fact that the person in front of her was her master, she would be eager to hold the sword directly on his neck now and let him treat Song Qingyi.

It seems that Wei Xuehan's words moved Qing Fengming, or Qing Fengming felt that she was too noisy, so he directly put down the book in his hand and looked at Wei Xuehan, who was crying in front of him, and said helplessly: "It's not that I don't want to save it, but I can't save it at all." ”

Wei Xuehan looked at Qing Fengming in disbelief: "How is it possible, doesn't the master have studied strange arts?" And the curse has been broken before. ”

Qing Fengming shook his head and stood up, came to Wei Xuehan's side, handed a handkerchief and continued: "I did lift the curse before, but it was just a skin. I've seen this curse, and it was on someone else a long time ago. ”

"At that time, he was about to die with a curse in his body, and he met me. When he learned that I would lift the curse, he even begged me to save him as a savior, but the curse was not something I could lift at all. I tried my best to break the curse, and in the end I watched him die in front of me. ”

"When your friend came in, I could tell at a glance that the curse on her was exactly the same as it had been back then, and there was nothing I could do about it. Even though I've been researching hard, I haven't been able to produce any results. Qing Fengming told Wei Xuehan about the previous incident, and only hoped that Wei Xuehan could understand his difficulties.

After listening to Qing Fengming's words, Wei Xuehan couldn't help but be stunned in place for a long time.

"How so?" Could it be that Song Qingyi could only endure the torture of the curse like this, and finally die in front of him?

Wei Xuehan is unwilling to accept such a reality, and there must be a way to solve the curse.

"Master, you also said that it was a long time ago, this time you can see if you can lift it, maybe this time you can succeed?" As long as there is a glimmer of hope, she is not willing to let go.

Qing Fengming didn't expect Wei Xuehan to be so persistent, even if he already knew about this matter, he still let himself be saved, and he was a little moved in his heart.

"Master, you just try, now you are Qingyi's only hope." Wei Xuehan knelt down again and begged.

Looking at Wei Xuehan's appearance, Qing Fengming sighed helplessly and stepped forward to help her up: "As a teacher, you can only give it a try, and there is no guarantee whether you can be relieved of being a teacher." ”

Hearing that Qingfeng Ming was willing to treat Song Qingyi, Wei Xuehan's face suddenly showed a look of joy, and he hurriedly took this Qingfeng Ming Dynasty to Song Qingyi's residence.