"Red Flame Pill."

Wen Renxue's face was a little solemn.

If he didn't guess wrong, the Red Flame Pill specializes in treating frostbite, and it has a certain therapeutic effect on internal injuries that are completed by the ice technique.

This is a first-grade pill, it is extremely difficult to find medicinal materials alone, and what Old Man Li is doing when refining this pill does not look like it is for others to take.

Could it be that he was injured by someone who cultivated ice magic?

There are not many ice techniques that can be practiced within the Six Realms, and there are even fewer who can hurt Old Man Li, who can make him spend such a large price to refine the Red Flame Pill.

Intuition told him that there was a lot of article in it, Wen Renxue put the pill in his arms, and was about to leave, but suddenly he thought of something, and his footsteps suddenly stopped in place.

Covered in blood, he came back from outside at night and was injured by an ice spell.

Could it be ......

Wen Renxue's eyes fell on a pair of calligraphy on the opposite wall, which was the handwriting of Old Man Li, faintly revealing the fragrance of ink.

It's a big word for "Zen".

"It's ......"

When he was still young, when Old Man Li taught him to learn calligraphy, he asked, "Master Li, why are the two strokes on the word "Zen" you wrote together?" ”

Li He smiled meaningfully: "Hahaha...... This is my old man Li's unique way of writing, this is someone else will not imitate my handwriting, you have to remember clearly, don't admit mistakes in the future. ”

"You're ugly to death, who will imitate you?!" The young Wen Renxue rolled her eyes.

His thoughts were pulled back all of a sudden, Wen Renxue stared at the words on the wall, his steps were so heavy that he couldn't lift up, and his mood fell to the bottom.

He moved slowly, trying to make himself see better.

After so many years, it turned out that he only thought that Old Man Li was good at calligraphy, but he had never thought about it.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem...... it's a big night, why are you free to come?" Li He's voice sounded behind him.

He appeared in the alchemy room at some point.

Wen Renxue, who was facing away from him, instantly sorted out his expression, he turned around calmly, without the slightest trace, and shook his fan as always and said:

"Didn't I want to come to you for a drink, seeing that you weren't there, I wanted to secretly order a few treasures, but I ended up staring at what you wrote."

Wen Renxue's gaze fell on Old Man Li's face quietly, ruddy and bloody, but there was a thick tiredness hidden in the depths of his eyes, which gave him the feeling that he was holding on.

"I heard Ah Yan say, you have been in retreat for several days, how can you suddenly retreat, this is not like your temperament?"

Li He touched his beard, looked at him deeply, and then explained: "What's the matter, the old man can't retreat?!" ”

As if he didn't want to dwell on this topic, his gaze fell on the writing on the wall again, and asked, "What do you think of my writing?" ”

"Vigorous and powerful, swimming dragons and snakes, very meaningful."

"How does it compare to before?"

Wen Renxue's eyelids jumped, and he glared at him with a smile: "It's been so long since you said this, where do I remember your previous handwriting, it's always better than before." ”

"Hehehehehe, you're just too smart sometimes."

Li He suddenly said something that the bull's head was not in the horse's mouth.

"If you are not smart, how can you become the second-in-command of the demon world." Wen Renxue quipped.

The two laughed in unison, but not in their eyes, and each other was preoccupied.

"Cough cough cough ......" A mouthful of cold wind poured into his throat, and Li He's face turned white when he coughed.

Wen Renxue stepped forward and patted him on the back worriedly: "I heard you cough just now, when did your body become so bad?" ”

As soon as his hand touched his back, a chill invaded his fingertips, followed by a smell of medicine between his noses.

It's the Red Flame Pill.

"It's out of the way, it's just a little cold."

Li He invisibly avoided his touch.

Saying that, Wen Renxue looked out the window, and at some point she was scared to death by pouring heavy snow, and soon dyed the pill peak white.

"Even if you are a cultivator, you have to pay attention to your body."

"Don't worry, it'll be fine in a few days."

Wen Renxue nodded, and was about to say something, when the jade plate hanging on her waist lit up.

[Smell the snow, come to the human world to find me. 】

It is not difficult to see between the lines the eagerness of the people.

It should be that the baby is in trouble in the human world, and Wen Renxue's face is a little delicate.

"But you're leaving?" Li He saw his hesitation.

"There's something to deal with."

"Since there is an emergency, then let's go, you can drink wine at any time, and this time it is not bad."

Wen Renxue nodded: "Then I'll go first, you pay attention to your body." ”

Wen Renxue walked out of the door, looked at the dark night where the white and black were very obvious, suddenly paused, and tilted his head slightly: "Old man Li." ”

"Next time we meet, I'll bring you your favorite vintage, and let's have a drink in the snow."

Before Li He could respond, his figure disappeared into the night.

"I'm afraid the old man won't be able to drink this wine."

Li He looked in the direction he was going, his eyes deep.

He slowly came to the place where the Red Flame Pill fell, and sure enough, he didn't see any trace of the pill.

"It's time to come."

Li He sighed, and then calmly walked out of the alchemy room, and his back, which had always been dignified, looked a little stiff at this time.

When Wen Renxue braved the wind and snow overnight to rush to the Song Kingdom, Mu Yunrong, who had gone to the bitter cold land in the northwest to find the antidote to the god-killing pill, also happened to arrive.

Wen Renxue glanced at Qi Xun behind her, and after seeing that she was intact, her hanging heart eased.

"How long has it been like this?"

As soon as he entered the house, Wen Renxue checked for Yutai, and on the way here, He Baobao had already made it clear to him the cause and effect.

"It's been a day or two."

Even if she is in a deep sleep, she still can't control the demonic energy in her body sometimes, but fortunately she has a way to deal with it in time, otherwise it will be a disaster to the human world.

Mu Yunrong on the side hurriedly gave Wen Renxue the antidote to the Killing Pill: "This is the antidote I took from the Dustless Dao Venerable, the poisonous son can be useful if you look at it." ”

Wen Renxue opened the porcelain bottle, and a unique smell wafted out, and he immediately identified it: "It's true." ”

As soon as these words came out, the originally solemn expressions of several people in the room suddenly softened.

"Give it to him." He Baobao spoke anxiously.

However, after taking the antidote, although he was relieved of the Killing Pill, he did not wake up.

Wen Renxue probed and said, "If I'm not mistaken, Venerable should be trapped in some kind of illusion, and if he can't break through the illusion, he will be trapped in it forever." ”

"And that illusion should have happened in real life, so that the Venerable One can't do anything."

He Baobao instantly thought of Hua Sangguo's affairs, and she made up her mind: "How can I wake him up?" ”

"He needs a person he trusts to fall asleep, break through the illusion, and wake him up, the glass lantern is a magic weapon for dreaming, if it helps, the chance is greater."

As soon as the words fell, the figures of the ghost king Yigu and Yin Ji'an appeared in front of everyone.

Yin Ji'an took out the glass lantern and handed it to He Baobao: "I brought something." ”

"Thank you, Mr. Yin."

He Baobao was very grateful for their help, but he didn't expect that the big devil would be cold on weekdays, and so many people would be willing to help him at critical moments.

Yin Ji'an: "Baby, the person he trusts the most right now is you, are you willing to wake him up in a dream?" ”

Was she the person he trusted the most?

He Baobao pursed his lips and nodded heavily: "Of course I am willing, as long as I can wake him up." ”

More than anyone else, she hoped that the Great Devil would wake up.

"This lantern can only be used to the extreme in the underworld, and when you fall asleep, we will take the lantern to the underworld."

He Baobao nodded, lay beside the platform, holding his hand, but he didn't know that he subconsciously clenched, and his five fingers squeezed into her fingers domineeringly, forming ten fingers clasped.

“……”

The little face turned red, He Baobao was a little embarrassed, and when he looked up, except for Yin Ji'an, who had a warm smile, was still normal, everyone else turned around with their eyes and noses, obviously not wanting to see this scene.

"I'm not wrong." Yin Ji'an chuckled.

When a person is unconscious, the behavior of the subconscious is not deceiving.

Knowing that his hand couldn't be withdrawn, He Baobao could only let the platform buckle it, lay beside him, and slowly closed his eyes.

Before she fell unconscious, she had only one thought in her mind.

Devil, let me see what you've been through.