Sikong Zhan frowned and glanced at Sikong Silence.

Sikong Lin also frowned, and then, let go of his hand.

At that moment, a gloomy look flashed in his eyes.

Yun Qingjiu glanced at Sikong Zhan, who was still holding her waist, and frowned.

The discomfort in my heart suddenly disappeared.

It can be seen that this guy is duplicitous.

Fang Cai still asked her to go away in a cold voice, but when she was in danger, she still tried her best to save her.

I couldn't help but feel a little moved.

No matter how angry he was, no matter how sad and sad he was, he didn't pour his anger on her.

Moreover, he didn't attack her.

She was slightly distracted, and when she came back to her senses, she found that the black whirlwind was gone.

This is not the point, the point is that what disappeared with it was Shan Ning'er's corpse.

Her heart couldn't help but sink, it seemed that the other party was coming for her corpse.

It's just that she is already a dead person, why did the other party come to pick up her body?

There must be a reason for this.

However, thinking that he is a dead man left and right, it shouldn't be a big deal.

At this time, Sikong Zhan's body suddenly stumbled again.

Yun Qingjiu and Sikong Lonely helped him left and right, and led him to the gazebo in the courtyard to sit down.

This time, Sikong Zhan did not resist her again.

However, thinking that he was still in a very bad mood, Yun Qingjiu helped him to sit down, and planned to leave with his feet up.

Before he walked out of the pavilion, he heard him say in a calm voice: "Where are you going?" ”

Yun Qingjiu turned his head to look at him, pouted and said, "Go find Chao'er and Xi'er." ”

He raised his eyes to look at her, then glanced at the position beside him, and said, "Come here!" ”

Yun Qingjiu tilted his little head and looked at him suspiciously, and he didn't know what he was thinking about every day......

Fang Cai, didn't Fang Cai still let her go? This attitude has changed so quickly.

Although he was suspicious in his heart, considering the reason why he was in a bad mood now, he still didn't ask.

At this moment, he just obediently moved his steps and returned to the gazebo to sit down.

However, instead of sitting next to Sikong Battle, he sat opposite him.

This move seems to have caused another wave of dissatisfaction in the air war.

Frowning, he asked with a somewhat pale face: "What?" Are you afraid that I won't be able to eat you? ”

Yun Qingjiu moved, and couldn't help but sigh softly.

It's not that I'm afraid that he will eat her, it's just that I'm afraid that he will be too angry and feel cold when he sits next to him.

Looking at his pale and iron-green old face, he couldn't help but say, "Don't be so excited, get angry and hurt your body." ”

Sikong Zhan couldn't help but let out a sneer, "Since you know that anger hurts your body, why do you always make me angry?" ”

Yun Sake looked a little innocent and glanced at Sikong Silence.

Sikong Lin is still watching here, is he sure he wants to discipline her like this?

After a pause, he said weakly: "How can I be angry with you? ”

Sikong Zhan spit out several mouthfuls of turbid air in a row, and continued to speak unhappily: "Aren't you angry with me for these things you are doing now?" It's me off! ”

Yun Qingjiu was speechless for a while, this kind of words came out of Sikong Zhan's mouth, and it was the first time he heard it.

I don't know what to say or where to start.

Then, the conversation stopped.

At this time, the inside of the pavilion became quiet.

The moonlight was silent, and the wind rustled through the leaves.

Occasionally, a few insect chirpings came into my ears, and the pavilion of the three people was as silent as if no one was there.

It seemed like a century had passed, and suddenly I heard some heavy voices in the air battle.

"Actually, even if you don't say it, I have a vague guess. Now that I see you like this, I think my guess is correct. ”

Yun Qingjiu heard what he said, and looked at him in disbelief.

First shock, then suspicion.

The words of Sikong Zhan seem to be reasonable, but in fact they are ambiguous.

Yun Qingjiu was wondering if he was playing tricks on them......

However, Sikong Lin suddenly opened his mouth in surprise, "Father, you ...... such a thing as killing your mother."

He said this more neatly.

By the time Yun Sake thought of stopping him, it was too late.

Although Sikong Lone's words are not very clear, Sikong Zhan heard it clearly.

Suddenly, his face turned white.

Then a mouthful of blood spurted from his throat.

Yun Qingjiu stood up and walked towards him quickly.

At this time, I have to secretly scold the black belly of this guy in my heart!

He's taking their word for it.

Presumably, he had such a conjecture in his heart, but he was not sure.

Now, I got an affirmative answer from Sikong Lone, so I couldn't bear it for a while, and the depression was broken through in an instant, and then I vomited a mouthful of blood.

Yun Qingjiu took his hand and took his pulse.

At this time, he found that his hands were cold, as if he had been fished out of an ice hole.

Even, the cold is a little stinging.

It is precisely because of this that Yun Qingjiu has a sense of foreboding in his heart.

He's here, the cold poison has attacked!

I really didn't expect Sikong Xue to understand Sikong Battle's physique so clearly......

Thinking that he had the Golden Marrow Pill in his hand, he suddenly thought that the master who had been treating Sikong Warfare before was very likely to be him.

If it weren't for that, he wouldn't have mastered the physique of the air battle so clearly.

He did everything he could, but she eventually failed him.

Moreover, he also let Sikong Zhan poison before his mourning hall.

Luckily, she found out just in time.

He quickly took out the silver needles on his waist and plunged them into his various acupoints one by one, trying to slow down the onset of cold poison.

Then, she looked at Sikong Lonely and told him seriously: "Go find the little old man, Chao'er and Xi'er, and let them bring the wind and dance grass." ”

Wind dance grass fever, although not as effective as the golden marrow pill, should also slow down the onset of toxicity.

A few days ago, she had also carefully studied the method of refining the Golden Pulp Pill.

Now, I've mastered a few skills.

If the Wind Dance Grass could alleviate his cold poison attack, then she could try to refine the Golden Marrow Pill during this period of time.

If the refining is not successful, Sikong will die.

Thinking of this, my heart tightened, and my eyes became very determined.

In any case, she can only succeed, not fail.

Sikong Zhan felt a chill on his head, and he couldn't help but shiver.

But this time, the cold poison didn't seem to be as fast as before.

His body was cold, but it wasn't the same as before.

I still remember that when he had a cold poison attack before, his whole body was quickly covered with frost.