readx;?? In despair, Ye Wuxian couldn't give up this only bit of hope, and hurriedly asked: "Old man, tell me quickly, where to find the Hundred Herb God?" Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The old doctor shook his head and smiled bitterly: "You take it so seriously, but it makes me very uneasy, and you blame me for talking too much and saying such a shadowless thing." The god of herbs lives in seclusion in the mountains, and I don't know where he is, and ordinary mortals won't see him. Forget it, just treat this as an absurd legend, and stop thinking about it. ”

The benefactor is about to die, and the night is helpless without a trace, at this moment, after listening to the words of the gods, he finally saw a glimmer of hope, how could he let it go, and still asked.

The old doctor smiled bitterly again, a little helpless: "Since you want to know about the Hundred Herb God, then I'll tell you about it, you can't take it seriously." Again, it's an absurd myth and legend. I heard my father say that when he was young, he went into the mountains to collect medicine, accidentally rolled down the hillside, fell unconscious and died, and soon died of his death, and it was the god of herbs who saved him. I think that my father can come back to life, and if he can get the elixir of the Hundred Herbs God, he will definitely be able to heal this girl. ”

"It's great that there is such a thing!" Ye Wuxian asked excitedly, "Old man, where does the Hundred Herb God live, I'll go to him and ask for the elixir!"

In despair, there was suddenly a glimmer of hope, like a little starlight in the darkness, which made people yearn for it and yearn for it.

Ye Wuxian felt much more relaxed physically and mentally, his frowning brows stretched slightly, and his surprised face had a longing look, and he was looking at the old doctor eagerly.

The old doctor looked at him, shook his head and sighed again: "The god of herbs wanders around, there is no fixed place, and I don't know where to find him." ”

Ye Wuxian still didn't give up, and asked again: "That...... Sir, where did Grandpa meet the Hundred Herbs?"

The old doctor still had illusions about the god of herbs when he saw that there was no trace in the night, and he couldn't stop shaking his head. He was very helpless, and he couldn't ignore it: "My father doesn't remember where he met that fairy, and I don't know." Alas, this was a few decades ago, and my father's adventure was purely accidental, and even if he knew where, it was useless, and he would not see the god of herbs again. Listen to my advice and stop worrying about it. ”

Ye Wuxian looked sad, and after hearing this, the glimmer of hope in his heart became very slim again.

The room was filled with grief and anxiety, and the dull silence was tense and heart-wrenching.

The old doctor looked at him and said, "Don't think about it, it is as difficult as climbing to the sky to find that immortal, it is absolutely impossible." My father went into the mountains to collect medicine for decades, and never saw the god of herbs again. I've been there a lot before, but I've never seen that god. The mountains and forests are vast and boundless, and it is difficult to say where to find him, whether he is still in the mountains and forests in this area. Again, just treat this matter as an absurd legend, you don't have to be serious, and it's useless. ”

Ye Wuxian looked at Du Xiaoyun who was unconscious, his heart was sad and his face was full of sadness.

The old doctor sighed and showed a wry smile: "I'm also talkative, and I said this thing without a trace, which distracted you, so let's treat it as nonsense." There is a lot of work to be done, and this girl will leave at any time, and she needs to hurry up and prepare for her future. ”

What the old doctor said is good, Du Xiaoyun is dying and will die soon, so he can't help but prepare.

Facing the beloved who has been embraced by death, the night is unimaginable, painful and desperate, as anxious as ants in a hot pot.

The room was deathly quiet and frightening, with occasional lamentations and weeping, which made people sad.

Ye Wuxian sat down beside Sister Xiaoyun, looking at her beloved sister, tears were flowing silently.

At this time, Du Xiaoyun lay still, her charming face became pale without a trace of blood; her charming eyes were closed, her long eyelashes were still pretty; her rosy lips were long gone, motionless and had lost their brilliance; her breath was like a gossamer, flowing in her slightly straight nose, very faint and difficult to detect.

Her face was slightly bitter, and her slender body did not react at all, as if in a deep sleep.

Xiaoyun is indeed extremely beautiful, although he has lost his former beauty, he still shows his handsome nature.

Du Xiaoyun is the sister who has known each other for a long time, a life-saving benefactor, and a sustenance of love for the princess of another world.

Xiaoyun was injured for himself and wanted to die for himself, but he couldn't save the life of his beloved, he could only watch his benefactor die, and the pain was extreme.

At this moment, he is facing his life-saving benefactor and his loving sister, and his pain is indescribable, and he has fallen into deep despair. He was like a soulless zombie, looking sluggish and not knowing what to do.

Under the urging of the old doctor, he was moving mechanically like a puppet, preparing for Du Xiaoyun's funeral, but he didn't know what he was doing and why he was doing these things.

"Smack!" A crisp sound woke up Ye Wuxian without a trace, and it turned out that he had inadvertently touched a vase.

Ye Wuxian looked at it, and the vase fell to the ground and had broken into several pieces. He was stunned for a moment, and said remorsefully: "Alas, I'm really useless, I'm really sorry for breaking the vase!"

The old doctor shook his head: "A vase is nothing, if it is broken, it will be broken." Alas, I know, you are bitter in your heart. ”

"I ...... I watched my sister die like this, it was really heartbroken, and I was unwilling!"

"Alas, whether the heart aches or the unwilling, the matter has come to this point, and it is better to mourn if it is not humanly transformed. ”

"No, no matter how difficult it is, as long as my sister still has breath, I will try my best to save her life. His words were firm and loud, and he struck the pain and pathos of the room, flashing a little spark of hope.

At this moment, the dead heart of the night without a trace is alive again, and he must work hard until the last moment, and he can't watch his life-saving benefactor be killed by death.

This is not an impulse, but the sincerity of love, and the mission of love.

He couldn't help but think of Lin Jianfang, whose eldest sister was also his fiancée, and his heart ached. Jianfang was also injured for himself and died for himself. There was nothing he could do, and he watched his beloved pass away, regretting it to this day.

Now, Sister Xiaoyun is about to leave him, he is very heartbroken, and he must work hard to save him no matter what, otherwise he will regret it for the rest of his life.

Sister Xiaoyun has no cure, and the old doctor said that although the matter is long ago and there is little hope, he can only pin his slim hope on the god of herbs.

He knew that the god of herbs was nowhere to be found, and it was a beautiful dream, but he was obsessed with it and was determined to fight for the slim hope.

The act of bringing the grass god back to life to save people is true or legendary, at least there is a glimmer of hope, and we must work hard. He could not abandon his benefactor, and was determined to go into the mountain to try, even if it was more difficult than climbing to the sky, and he would do his best to find it.

At this moment, this is the only way to save my sister's life, as for whether I can find the Hundred Herb God to get the immortal medicine, it depends on my luck, and it depends on Du Xiaoyun's creation.

Saving people is like fighting fire, and after settling Sister Xiaoyun without a trace, he hurried to the mountain. He didn't dare to delay, ran all the way non-stop, and finally came to the mountain.

The surrounding mountains are undulating, boundless, and the forest sea is vast and green.

He stood on the top of the mountain, facing the boundless mountains and forests, his eyes were blank, and his heart was at a loss, where to find the god of the hundred herbs? He didn't know where to go, and no one knew where the god was, so he could only run aimlessly, looking for it in a daze.

Sometimes he searched at the bottom of the mountain, sometimes went to the mountain to check, and all he saw were birds and beasts, not to mention the god of the hundred herbs, and he didn't even see a single figure. He looked at the vast mountains and the thick green forest, and was very anxious and lamented repeatedly.

Ye Wuxian came to a small river, drank a few sips of water, and looked around, sighing again, unable to dissolve the confusion in his heart.

He was about to get up and leave, when he heard someone shouting, "Big brother, wait for me!"

He was shocked: "Who is this? How can anyone in the deep mountains and old forests know me?"

In confusion, Ye Wuxian looked back and saw a person running here, and couldn't help but be stunned. He looked closely, and was deeply surprised and pleasantly surprised.

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