Xiao Xiao is so right.

Yun Ju couldn't help but think of Lady Bailing begging for medicine to save Ye Shiyu, so that his newly ignited ambition was suddenly extinguished into cold ashes.

Do you want to step forward? Do you want to keep going?

He decided to ignore it, even if it wasn't Mrs. Bailing who was burning the fire in front of him, but just a strange passerby, he couldn't ignore it.

He endured the burning pain that all living beings in time could not bear, and ordered the nerves in his body to be more dull, not to be sensitized by the slightest flame. He was familiar with this trick, his whole body was numb, and he didn't feel any burning pain, Qi Bei climbed up to the treetops, grabbed the vague figure, and shouted: "Mrs. Bailing, go quickly." ”

The man turned his head.

Before the flames burned into his eyes, he could see half of her face clearly.

Huh——?

It wasn't Lady Lark who was wrapped in flames.

It seems to be an unfamiliar face. In fact, the fire was so great that he couldn't see the man's face clearly.

Isn't it Mrs. Bailing?

The man opened his mouth, and he vaguely saw a little bit of the shape of her mouth.

"Who are you? Lady Bailing?"

Qi Bei searched everywhere, and in the heavenly fire that burned the Three Realms, he couldn't find the figure of Lady Bailing.

He screamed and asked.

In the midst of the raging fire, the man looked at him with a blank face, slowly raised his hand and reached out to him, a little at the center of his eyebrows.

Unable to find Bailing, Qi Bei was suddenly anxious, and the hand that came over did not touch him, so Qi Bei pushed the man down from the branch. The flames went straight up from the bottom to the sky, and they happened to fall into the crackling and cracking sparks. A voice suddenly sounded in Qi Bei's heart, and he opened his mouth to call out a name that made him timid.

"The Golden Crow God—"

Xiao Xiao immediately shouted: "Master, master, listen, he is shouting the Golden Crow God!"

"Golden Crow God?"

The eyelids seemed to be turned over, Qi Bei carefully identified the slightly unfamiliar voice among the two, a little old, could it be the old storyteller? Could it be that Xiao Xiao has already found the antidote?

The moment the figure on the tree was engulfed in flames, the monstrous flames were instantly drowned in the dark night that surged from the ground, and the shadows of eternal night were boundless.

It was as if time had passed for a long, long time......

Qi Bei's whole body became immobile, but his consciousness was thinking wildly, led by Xiao Xiao, can he find the master in time to ask for medicine, will he have time to save Mrs. Bailing?

He plunged into bottomless darkness and chaos, a heavy feeling sweeping through his body. Leaving the burning illusion, he couldn't lift his hands, move his feet, speak, or do anything. Xiao Xiao repeatedly sniffed him and fed him life-saving pills. Gradually, it may be that the body is connected to the real world, and Qi Bei's thinking has also begun to become realistic. Yunju rode a peerless horse to chase the lark birds in the sky, and the romantic journey across the Jiuding Kingdom was always a dream.

Able to successfully numb all the touches in his body, he can not frown or blink at the pain of his heart. But how can the pain of the wound in the heart be stopped?

I don't know how long it took, Qi Bei was in a trance, and heard the old man's voice urging Xiaoxiao again: "...... You told me the process of poisoning in detail......"

Process, process.

The process is full of uncertain variables and all kinds of unexpected twists and turns, and the brain swells and hurts when you think about it. Qi Bei tried to open his eyes a line, wanting to see who was talking around him. The figure was blurred on the dead branches of the burning tree, like she had turned to save her husband.

This sincerity, is it a mistake?

He couldn't help but doubt himself deeply.

When she was overwhelmed by the immortal flower, she shouted the name of the imperial official, and when the poisonous insects attacked, she followed her husband, and finally got the life-saving antidote, she looked down on life and death, and resolutely gave it to Ye Shiyu.

Ah, Ye Shiyu, this name sounds extremely annoying!

The sad Qi Bei couldn't lift his strength, and couldn't help but think of four words: stop loss in time.

Is it really time to stop your loss?

But how can you stop it? Love is born from the heart, should we tear out his heart and burn it completely, so that he will disappear from the world forever, without the memory carried by his body and flesh and bones, will love dissipate with the wind?

What went wrong in the end, how did the two people who couldn't hit it recognize her at a glance?

Thinking about it, it seems that she has never taken anyone other than Ye Shiyu seriously. With the heart of her fist, it is a point of no return to insist on going on. It's a joke.

"Qi Bei, Qi Bei, can you hear me?"

"Little ...... Broken?"

The little boy in white raised his eyebrows slightly, when Qi Bei was unconscious, he was very anxious and cared about his life and death, now that Qi Bei is awake, Xiao Xiao couldn't help but play tricks, and deliberately made cold words: "Yo, you're not dead yet." ”

“......”

Qi Bei rubbed his eyes, and the appearance of an old storyteller gradually appeared in his blurred vision. It seems that in the time of being unconscious, Xiao Broken finally found his master.

The old gentleman leaned over, pinched Qi Bei's eyelids, and observed the state of his dilated pupils: "It's not a big problem, the toxicity will slowly ease, just rest for a while." ”

Qi Bei breathed a sigh of relief, since he had found it, he would survive.

He subconsciously remembered Lady Bailing, who had only taken half an antidote.

Two days, Xiao Xiao said two days, then-

"How long have we been away from Fenglin?" he opened his mouth, the terrible poison made his throat feel like a hot and dry desert, and the sound of sand and gravel rubbing was what it felt like him to move his throat to speak, "How much time is left?"

Xiao Xiao cursed viciously: "I really hope that if they are dead, they will not come to toss you." You see you're like this......" Qi Bei drooped his head, stomped his feet, still felt sorry for him, and couldn't bear to say anything serious, so he stopped talking.

The storyteller turned Qi Bei's face and observed that his face was blue, his lips were purple, he looked lifeless, his skin was cold, and he checked the pulse, the toxicity should be solved, but the signs were still a little strange.

"How do you feel now?"

"Feeling?" Qi Bei reacted sluggishly, "I don't feel it." ”

Probably because he hadn't realized that the flames in the illusion had burned out of the extreme high temperature, if it weren't for Qi Bei dulling the feeling around him, he wouldn't have been able to bear it at all.

"I—Can I be cured?" his breath was choppy.

"Before taking the antidote, Xiao Crush slowed down the expansion of the venom in your body, and did a good job. The old man nodded, "Thank you." If it weren't for the fact that the little pieces dragged you for enough time. Even the Golden Crow God has no power to return to the sky. ”

"Thank you, little crush. Qi Bei didn't have any strength at all, and he couldn't even make a smiling expression.