When Ding Lingxiu woke up, it was already the third day after the rebellion in Shaohua Palace.

When he opened his sleepy eyes, he found that everything in front of him was hazy, the room was filled with the faint fragrance of the bones, fresh and comfortable, and he was lying on a particularly warm and soft bed. Although he was still able to move his body, the bones on his body were as crisp, as if he could move a little more, and his whole body would turn into a puddle of boneless flesh and melt on the bed.

His consciousness had not yet awakened from the pain, and he couldn't even tell whether Ding Qinyu's death was a vivid dream or a real reality, but he habitually struggled to get up from the bed.

It's been three days, and the first feeling Ding Ling's feeling is:

Hungry, so hungry!

Compared with Ding Lingxiu's injury, Xia Xianyao was stricter, but it was far less serious than Lu Lengyue's injury. Although Xia Xianyao's ribs were all broken, because the Yaochi Technique she practiced was very special, her body had been regularly soaked in a special medicinal wine since the full moon, because of the effect of this secret medicinal wine, their body's ability to recover was more than ten times that of a normal person, and it would have taken several months to recover from the injury, but it only took three days for her to recover almost.

Although he was still wearing a plaster, he was already able to move freely, and seeing that Ding Lingxiu had woken up, Xia Xianyao, who was guarding the side, asked angrily:

"Bastard, you're finally awake!"

Ding Lingxiu saw Xia Xianyao in a trance, and replied casually:

"I'm so hungry, do you have anything to eat?"

Xia Xianyao pursed her lips, and said in her heart that she was really a heartless bastard, who beat me like this and caused so much trouble. Now he himself can not apologize at all, if it weren't for the fact that he was trying to help him break the siege anyway, Xia Xianyao would have directly slapped this bastard to death. Although thinking so, Xia Xianyao still suppressed her anger, whispered to the guards around her for a while, and then said to Ding Lingxiu with a smile:

"Okay, no faith, what do you want to eat?"

Ding Lingxiu hadn't come to his senses yet, and he hazy said a lot of food names that Xia Xianyao had never heard of, and the only ones he could identify were the red stewed mutton pot and sauce-flavored pig's trotters.

Ding Lingxiu, Ding Lingxiu, you really use this place as a luxury hotel, I'm really angry!

Xia Xianyao was almost angry with the plaster, but when she saw Ding Lingxiu's pitiful appearance with a pale face, she still couldn't bear to treat him too badly, so she asked the guards to stew a pheasant for him.

Ding Lingxiu lay on the bed dejectedly, looking at Xia Xianyao with dull eyes, Xia Xianyao also stared at Ding Lingxiu with powder, relatively speechless.

After a long time, the fragrant stewed pheasant was brought up, and the dull-eyed Ding Lingxiu smelled this fragrance, and immediately lifted his spirits, picked up the stone bowl and devoured it, at this moment he didn't care about any eating appearance and etiquette, he was hungry and swallowed the delicious pheasant meat, and he didn't even have time to chew.

At this moment, he even wanted to stuff the whole pot of chicken and the stone pot directly into his stomach.

"Slow down, slow down, don't choke to death anymore, who should this palace find to settle accounts when the time comes!" Xia Xianyao looked at him speechlessly.

Soon, Ding Lingxiu swept away the whole pot of pheasant meat, wiped his mouth with satisfaction, after eating enough, Ding Lingxiu was like a car full of oil, immediately full of vitality, he looked at the empty bowl in his hand, and suddenly found that something was not right, because the stone pot and stone bowl looked very dirty, and there were several gaps, Ding Lingxiu asked Xia Xianyao and said:

"Huh? That's not right, Sister Xian Yao, what do you do with the bowls you usually eat after use? ”

"Oh, don't worry, it's all treated with mountain spring water." Xia Xianyao replied with a smile on her chin.

"Oh, that's it." Ding Lingxiu was instantly relieved and stroked his stomach with satisfaction.

Before the words fell, Ding Lingxiu felt that his hand was itchy, and a big golden retriever dog rubbed himself with saliva and friendly, Ding Lingxiu stroked the hair on the golden retriever dog's body, and said to Xia Xianyao with a smile:

"Sister Xianyao, look, this big dog you raised is quite close to me!"

Xia Xianyao also smiled and stroked the golden retriever dog and said:

"Yes, it's not afraid of people, it's very close to anyone, come here, mountain spring water, don't be naughty!"

Ding Lingxiu's face turned green after hearing this, his stomach turned upside down, and he almost squeezed out a few words from between his teeth:

"Xia Xianyao! Your uncle's! You feed me with a dog bowl! ”

Xia Xianyao hesitated for a moment and said:

"Who let you bite people everywhere, hum, you deserve it!"

"...... you" Ding Lingxiu blushed and was speechless for a while.

After arguing for a while, Ding Lingxiu suddenly remembered Ding Qinyu's matter, and the whole person sat up directly from the bed with a bang, just like a zombie cheating the corpse, which startled Xia Xianyao.

"What's wrong with you? Is this a return to light? ”

Ding Lingxiu, who had just recovered to normal, suddenly seemed to think of something, and the whole person became as if he was obsessed, and he put on the clothes arranged at the head of the bed haphazardly, and kept muttering as if he was dreaming:

"What about Yu'er? Where is Yu'er? I'm going to find Yu'er......"

"You're crazy, aren't you? What Yu'er? Could it be that you are talking about Ding Qinyu, the master of Xuanji Palace? Xia Xianyao was also taken aback by Ding Lingxiu's abnormal behavior, and what surprised her even more was that she didn't expect that Ding Lingxiu actually knew the Xuanji Palace Master who was killed by him!

Ding Lingxiu put on half of his clothes just now, poked out half of his face from the neckline of his clothes, stared at Xia Xianyao with extremely terrifying eyes, and hesitated for a while before continuing to ask:

"Xuanji Palace Master? Don't...... Isn't this a dream? Yu'er she ...... Yu'er, she's really dead......" Ding Lingxiu's voice trembled a little, and his eyes were instantly bloodshot, and he clearly felt that a powerful and uncontrollable evil intent was quietly rising in his body, like the rising alcohol in a thermometer, which instantly surged into his brain.

Ding Lingxiu just thought of the moment Ding Qinyu became the dried corpse after his death, he immediately found that on his body, among the five internal organs, there were uncontrollable evil intentions emerging in every pore, this evil intention was not an idea, not an ethereal idea, but a substantial body, they were like countless particles swimming in his body, just because of such a thought of his own, it instantly poured into his brain and was about to occupy his consciousness.

Xia Xianyao was also stunned by this scene, Ding Lingxiu broke the clothes on his body that had not been completely put in, and the aura on his body overflowed uncontrollably, and the aura was surrounded by wisps of red evil qi, Ding Lingxiu's whole person was like a spasm, painfully using his two hands to gradually approach his face, his slender fingers were bent into strange shapes that ordinary people could not make at will, and there was a faint surging power in his twisted and trembling body, which was an unpredictable, strange force that was both good and evil, Xia Xianyao has seen hideous and terrifying demons since she was a child, and she has seen thugs who do all kinds of evil, but she has never seen such a thrilling malice, if she has to use any words to describe Ding Lingxiu in her eyes at this time, it can only be - evil awe-inspiring.

Although this evil qi is amazingly powerful, it has not emerged for a long time, it is like being sealed in a pressure cooker, although it is constantly humming, but there is no progress, but Xia Xianyao still stood up in surprise, and Elder Duan Feifeng, who was staying outside the door, also felt this powerful evil qi and walked in from the hall.

"What? He's going to go on a rampage again? Duan Feifeng took out his long sword and asked sharply.

"No, Elder Duan, he doesn't know why, he mentioned the Xuanji Palace Master just now, and suddenly he ......"

As he spoke, between the eyebrows on Ding Lingxiu's forehead, a red mole that was exactly the same as Ding Qinyu appeared at some point, and a cold light flashed on this red mole, and with the appearance of the cold light, the ice blue aura diffused from the cold light, like a tree root that winds and stretches, starting from Ding Lingxiu's forehead and spreading downward, gradually spreading to his whole body. When the cold light completely spread, the ice-blue aura also turned into a layer of dense aura mist, enveloping Ding Lingxiu inside.

After the extremely dense Yin and Cold Aura appeared, the evil qi on Ding Lingxiu's body began to move without any symptoms, and the evil qi that lingered around his body dropped sharply, and this ferocious power was like a deflated ball, which disappeared out of thin air in an instant.

Ding Lingxiu also regained his senses, and fell backwards on his back, but fortunately, Duan Feifeng's eyes were quick and he caught him in time.

"Thank you......" Ding Lingxiu covered his head in pain, and the whole person felt as if he had been soaked in a large wine vat for two or three months, and he couldn't tell what was going on around him in a daze, and there was still a faint chill around his body.

"It's not me who you need to thank for." Duan Feifeng replied angrily, helped Ding Lingxiu to the bed, and continued, "If it weren't for the sudden kindness of the sect leader before, I'm afraid your dog's life would have been hung up a long time ago." ”

According to Ding Lingxiu's character in the past, being insulted by Duan Feifeng like this would definitely turn against him, but now he only had three words Ding Qinyu in his mind, he completely ignored Duan Feifeng's ridicule, pulled Duan Feifeng's hand and asked, "What about Ding Qinyu?" Where is Ding Qinyu? Is she okay? ”

"Ding Qinyu? You kid seems to be really tired of it, you killed the palace master of Xuanji with your own hands, and now you actually ask me where Ding Qinyu is? I tell you where you are, in the underworld! ”

Ding Lingxiu's face turned gray in an instant, he couldn't believe his ears, the whole person was like a thunderbolt on the head, and it was as if someone had poured a basin of cold water from head to toe, and his whole body was numb.

"Ding Qinyu is really dead?" Ding Lingxiu has no master of the six gods, and mutters to himself.

"Dead, of course dead, you killed you." Duan Feifeng's sharp and mean voice was unrelenting.

"What do you say? No, I didn't kill me. Ding Lingxiu looked at Duan Feifeng angrily, his blue eyes turned scarlet again, and the red mole in the center of his eyebrows once again released an aura that suppressed evil intentions.

Ding Lingxiu felt a splitting headache and shook his head desperately:

"No, no, no......"

Xia Xianyao was also a little sad when she saw Ding Lingxiu like this, so she approached and comforted:

"Although I don't know what the relationship between you and the palace master of Xuanji is, but people can't be resurrected after death, after all, you are also eroded by demons, and you can't be completely blamed for this, so don't blame yourself."

"Impossible, impossible, this is absolutely impossible......" Ding Lingxiu covered his head in pain, and the whole person collapsed again.

Duan Feifeng saw that Ding Lingxiu had just woken up and his feelings were out of control, so he quickly took out a red needle from his pocket.

"Aunt Duan, ...... are you," Xia Xianyao said in shock.

"I don't know how long it will take for him to recover if he goes on like this, and the sect leader doesn't have time to wait for him, there is no way, this is also the sect leader's order, I can only temporarily change his memory first!"

After speaking, the red light flashed, and the red needle pierced the back of Ding Lingxiu's head.

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