Xiao He slowly opened his eyes, and he found himself in a cave, surrounded by a bonfire.

He wanted to get up, but found a sharp pain in his chest, and then found that the chest pierced by Lu Tao had been bandaged with a cloth.

"Are you awake?" asked a delicate girl in front of her.

"Who are you? you saved me?" Xiao He asked rhetorically.

"I'm the unicorn you saved, Lin'er. That day, I was hit by you to stop Lu Tao's old way, and I flew away, and after a while, I found that there was a candle dragon grass on the other side of the Ten Thousand Tribulation Mountain. ”

"I ate that candle dragon grass, and it took less than a stick of incense to recover. At that time, I suddenly heard a shocking noise on the top of the mountain, so I immediately rushed up, only to find that you had killed Lu Tao. The old spirit was also swallowed by you, and at that time you were only one step away from becoming a demon, I used my divine breath to restore your clarity. After that, I took you out of the Ten Thousand Tribulations Mountain and came to this hidden cave to heal you, but I didn't expect you to wake up in three days..."

"What did you say, did I sleep for three days?" Xiao He was startled, grabbed Lin'er's shoulder and asked.

"It's painful, of course you slept for three days, where is the leave, let go of me!" Lin'er broke free of Xiao He and said angrily.

"Three days... That is to say, it has been five days since the dust was poisoned, and the blue and white poison can kill him in six days, and I only have one day to rush back to Jinling..."

Xiao He struggled to get up and rushed out of the cave without looking back.

At this time, it was raining heavily, Xiao He wanted to lift his strength, but he felt a pain in his chest, and he fell into a puddle, covered in muddy water.

"Damn, I can't even lift up any strength, no, I'm going to try again..."

Xiao He kept lucky, and the blood in his chest came out again, but the pain did not make him retreat at all.

Lin'er also sighed when she saw Xiao He like this, and secretly thought in her heart:

"What a person who values love and righteousness, just help him this time..."

So, I saw her turn into a unicorn beast, get up and jump, and fall beside Xiao He.

The pouring rain did not fall on her body at all, and the strong divine aura spread to the surroundings, worthy of the legendary gods.

"Mortal, your name is Xiao He, hurry up, I'll give you a ride!"

Xiao He was stunned for a moment, then showed a grateful smile, just wanted to get up, but fell into the mud again, and his non-stop luck just now caused him to suffer a second injury.

Lin'er shook her head, opened her mouth and bit Xiao He's clothes, flung him back, and lifted him up.

Xiao He lay on the back of the Qilin, feeling extremely stable and calm in his heart, but it was this divine breath that calmed his state of mind.

"Xiao He, where is your senior brother?" asked Lin'er.

"He's in Jinling City, five thousand miles away from here..."Xiao He replied.

"Five thousand miles... Did you reach the Ten Thousand Tribulations Mountain in two days with your physical body?" Lin'er exclaimed.

Xiao He nodded, and Lin'er understood that Xiao He's senior brother must be very important in his heart, and he could even exchange his life.

Lin'er stabilized her body, and an auspicious cloud rose from the soles of her feet, rushing into the sky.

Above the dark clouds, there is a clear sky, and Lin'er raises his divine power and soars into the sky.

Jinling City, inside Guo Xi's mansion.

Yesterday, Xu Dabeard brought back bad news, and the Xuanwu Sect did not have a single Dulong grass left.

Luo Fanchen's body had all turned blue, and if it weren't for the addition of five stoves in the house, she would probably freeze all over her body.

Murong Yan looked at Luo Fanchen's forehead, there was only one ice flower left, today was the sixth day, if even Xiao He failed to get back the Candle Dragon Grass, Luo Fanchen would probably have to be so fragrant.

The temperature in the room was very high, and Murong Yan's forehead was almost sweating, but Luo Fanchen's whole body was cold, and there was a little frost on his long eyelashes.

Murong Yan saw that Luo Fanchen suddenly moved and wanted to say something, so she hurriedly stepped forward, her ears close to her lips.

"Aunt Murong... I know... I'm dying... When I die, please send me back to Shushan..."

When Murong Yan heard this, tears couldn't help but flow, she desperately controlled her choking, and said:

"Fanchen, you'll be fine, Xiao He will definitely take the candle dragon grass back..."

The corners of Luo Fanchen's mouth rose slightly, as if a smile appeared:

"That's... Big mallet... I don't want him to see... I'm like this... I'll leave it to my aunt..."

Murong Yan nodded, couldn't control it anymore, and choked up.

"Auntie... Dusty wants to ask you... A question..."

Luo Fanchen opened his eyes, and those eyes suddenly showed brilliance, and Murong Yan knew that this was her return to light.

"Dust, you say..."

"Mortal dust... I would like to ask you... Like a person... Exactly... What does it feel like..."

Murong Yan couldn't cry anymore, she just wanted to say something, but she saw Luo Fanchen slowly close his eyes, and the last petal of ice flower on his forehead gradually disappeared.

"Chen'er!" Murong Yan threw herself on the side of the bed and shouted loudly to Luo Fanchen, but she seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep and could no longer wake up.

"Fanchen, I'm back!"

A familiar shout suddenly sounded in Murong Yan's ears, and when she looked back, it turned out to be Xiao He.

He was covered in muddy water, bleeding from the wound on his chest, and in his hand he held a fiery red fairy grass in his hand.

"Aunt Murong, this is the Candle Dragon Grass, hurry up and give it to Fan Chen..."

Xiao He handed the candle dragon grass in her hand to Murong Yan, but she didn't take it, and turned her head and didn't dare to look at him.

Xiao He hurriedly rushed forward, he looked at Luo Fanchen's forehead, but found that there was no mark of ice flower on it.

"No, it won't... Mortals don't die... Fanchen!" Xiao He shouted Luo Fanchen's name loudly, hoping that she would wake up the next moment.

Luo Fanchen lay quietly, her serene appearance, as if she could wake up all at once, and tell others the dream she had just had.

Xiao He approached Luo Fanchen's snort with a trembling hand, but he didn't feel a trace of the pulse of life.

The candle dragon fairy grass in his hand fell to the ground, and one of the blood-red fruits fell off the leaf tray and slowly rolled into the distance.

Silence, Xiao He fell into a deep whirlpool, the sky was spinning, his mind was blank, and the loud sound of "buzzing" echoed in his ears.

Two lines of hot stuff struggled from his eyes, rolling down his cheeks.

"It's... Tears?"

Xiao He touched the liquid on his face with his fingers, and this was the first time he shed tears. He has been stubborn since he was a child, and he didn't shed a single tear even when his master died, but he couldn't control his emotions anymore at this time.

Luo Fanchen's smile and smile, bit by bit in Shushan, the adventures of the ghost domain in Xiangxi, gradually came to mind.

Although it was not a long time, Xiao He deeply engraved this person in his heart.

It is not the love of children, but it is stronger and thicker than the love of children.

"Ah~"

Xiao He roared towards the sky, and endless pathos erupted like a volcano.

The black hair on the back of his head was unbridled, and his dark red eyes were stained with two drops of blood.