As Bai Suzhen continued to speak, Yang Jiao's heart beat more and more violently, standing in place, frowning slightly, his eyes fluttering.

"Childe, what's wrong with you?"

Bai Suzhen looked sideways and couldn't help but care.

The consciousness in Yang Jiao's heart seemed to be affected by Bai Suzhen's words, and he couldn't help but murmur:

"White girl, I seem to have heard what you just said, and I even thought that these words seemed to be what I said."

"I don't know why, I'm so sad right now."

"That's it...... It's as if someone is leaving, someone has to leave......"

Between breaths, Yang Jiao's eyes first regained clarity, and then a complex and indescribable color appeared, and he sighed slightly in his heart:

"Three poisons, are you stupid?"

"Childe, are you alright?"

Bai Suzhen looked speechless, and unconsciously stepped forward and approached Yang Jiao.

The moment the eyes of the two sides collided, the moment they looked at their own reflection in their pupils, as if time was forbidden.

There was only the sound of two pounding hearts between heaven and earth.

I don't know how long it took, Yang Jiao suppressed the distracting thoughts of knowing God, and instinctively took a step back.

"White girl, if I tell you now that you are sick, will you believe it?"

When Bai Suzhen heard this, she was amused and slightly shocked, and just wanted to say how could she be sick, but she was .......

But seeing Yang Jiao's serious look, he had no choice but to say:

"Childe, have you forgotten that we are all cultivators, and we have long been free from all diseases."

"As a healer, I naturally don't talk nonsense." Yang Jiao Zhengse said:

"White girl, you have a heart disease."

"Heart disease?" Bai Suzhen looked puzzled.

"Born of the heart, and then born of thoughts and thoughts." Yang Jiao's eyes were slightly condensed:

"A thought is a seed, our heart is like a garden, all kinds of seeds are sown in it, we will plant whatever we want, we will plant what we plant."

"Or weeds, or flowers."

He looked at Bai Suzhen's pretty face like a fairy:

"And you, white girl, when you talked about your friend just now, your thoughts were chaotic, your mind was uncertain, and you unconsciously sowed seeds in your heart, but I was afraid that it would become an obstacle for you to collect tears and become an immortal."

As soon as Bai Suzhen heard that it was related to her great cause of becoming an immortal, she suddenly became solemn:

"What should I do, is there a cure?"

Yang Jiao looked sideways at the surface of the West Lake and asked:

"White girl, do you know what liking is?"

Bai Suzhen thought slightly:

"Like I like my sister?"

Yang Jiao shook his head slightly:

"My sister is a relative, and I feel sorry for her, just like I feel sorry for my own siblings."

"When I say liking, it's like cherishing my own life."

Bai Suzhen seems to have realized:

"Childe is saying that I like someone."

"Not bad."

"How is that possible?" Bai Suzhen shook her head again and again.

"White girl, now you have a little sign of deep-rooted love, but there is still a possibility of saving."

"That is to distance you from that friend, and concentrate on collecting tears in this world, fulfilling the ideals of this life, and finally using time to dilute everything, and then you can heal yourself without medicine."

Yang Jiao turned his eyes to her:

"White girl, what do you think is the saddest thing in the world?"

Bai Suzhen hadn't accepted the fact that she liked someone for a while, and this person was still in front of her, so she shook her head in a daze.

"I vaguely had such a dream, I have a friend, in the past, she walked freely in the world, acting without any obstacles, and when she smiled, her eyebrows were indifferent and free."

"How can I say it, she is not shocked, she watches the flowers bloom and fall in front of the court, and she has no intention of staying, and she wanders with the clouds outside the sky."

Bai Suzhen couldn't help but listen:

"And then?"

Yang Jiao's eyes flashed:

"Later...... Her demeanor is no longer comfortable and chic, she is cautious in dealing with the world, she no longer has the unrestrained and wanton joy, and she no longer has the spirit to become an immortal and want to achieve positive results. ”

"The saddest thing is that, the years are long, the mountains and rivers are fine, but the original appearance of itself no longer exists."

When Yang Jiao said this, he looked at Bai Suzhen sincerely:

"White girl, Xu Xian hopes that in the future, you will not lose your original self like my friend, you need to know not to forget your original intention, so that you can always be."

Bai Suzhen listened to the story that seemed to be familiar, and looked at Yang Jiao, who was as warm as jade, and felt a look of concern and care for herself, and a strange feeling that she had never felt before arose.

When she was stared at by his deep and warm eyes, she instantly felt a little panicked, and there was a feeling of dizziness that was spinning the sky.

"White Girl."

Suddenly, Yang Jiao saw Bai Suzhen's body swaying slightly, as if she was about to fall to the ground at any time, and she was not indifferent, after all, she had really saved her life countless times.

Lightly grabbing Bai Suzhen's fragrant shoulders like cold jade:

"White girl, it's okay."

"Somehow, I'm a little dizzy."

Bai Suzhen felt Yang Jiao, who was close to him, and couldn't help but be stimulated by his pure qi and blood breath, and became more and more flustered.

Yang Jiao glanced at it, and just now he swore that he was a cultivator who was not sick from all diseases, and now Bai Suzhen, who had completely become a soft-footed snake, didn't know what to say.

"Then Xu Xian sent the white girl back to Baifu first, offended."

As soon as Yang Jiao's voice fell, he released the realm of food qi, and in the form of a princess hug, he hugged Bai Suzhen, his figure was fluttering, he jumped up, and walked towards Qingbo Gate step by step.

In this process, Bai Suzhen unconsciously grabbed Yang Jiao's neck with both hands, and buried her pretty face deep in his chest.

It didn't take long for Yang Jiao to come to the gate of Baifu silently after deliberately using the invisibility spell in the "Qingcheng Tianluo Zhiyang Xingqi Secret Record".

"Knock knock."

"Sister." Xiaoqing, who didn't know when she returned, looked at Bai Suzhen, who was not injured at all, and her eyes rolled, as if she understood something.

And Xiaoqing's voice also woke up Bai Suzhen at once, so she pretended to be unwell and said groggyly:

"Qing'er."

"Sister, I'm here." Xiaoqing agreed, while holding Bai Suzhen from Yang Jiao's hand, and continued:

"Xu Xian, since my sister is unwell, then we will stay soon."

"Xu Xian said goodbye."

Yang Jiao didn't say anything long-winded, I really don't know if it's the most original idiocy of this body that is doing trouble, or if the cultivation system is like this, and the heart's consciousness always comes out to interfere.

......

White House, inside the wings.

"Sister, okay, Xu Xian has gone away, so don't pretend anymore."

Xiaoqing laughed.

"How do you know I'm pretending to faint."

"My sister is a thousand-year-old snake demon, how could she faint without injury." Xiaoqing affirmed with a posture that was not as I expected:

"In my opinion, it must be Xu Xian who made you angry again, and it was like this at the beginning of more than half a step."

"Even if it feels like a different person now, it must still be the same in nature, that's why my sister made this decision."