The Gobi at night was very cold, there was no wind, and the dust raised during the day fell quietly back to the ground, and the air was very clean.

The stars in the night sky are so dense that they don't seem to be real.

Xining Town is only separated from the Cloud Tomb by hundreds of miles, and there is often fog, and Chen Changsheng had seen such a starry night in the wasteland when he only returned south with Su Li.

The bright starlight fell on the Gobi, and the invisible starlight was also picked up a little, and fell on the golden needle between his fingers, which was the best means of cleansing.

"Turn around. Chen Changsheng said to the folded sleeves.

Folded sleeves turned away, not asking why.

In the National Education College and in the Tianshu Mausoleum, such a conversation happened many times and was very familiar.

The golden needle slowly pierced into the side of the folded sleeve's neck, and then trembled slightly between Chen Changsheng's fingers.

The eyebrows of the folded sleeves were slightly raised.

Chen Changsheng knew that this represented pain, because folding sleeves didn't like to frown in front of pain, which would not be tough enough.

Even folding sleeves hurts, how much pain should it be?

Chen Changsheng crossed the True Yuan into his meridians and began to check his current physical condition.

He folded his sleeves and closed his eyes.

I don't know how long it took, and an indescribable, tide-like flow of true yuan rushed through the meridians of the folded sleeves.

Correspondingly, there is the blood in his veins.

Chen Changsheng's fingers holding the golden needle were almost shaken open.

The folded sleeve's eyelids trembled slightly.

This is the disease of folding sleeves, a whim.

Whether it is in medical books or Taoist classics, this congenital disease caused by blood conflict is a terminal illness and there is no cure.

It was for this reason that Su Li and the Lishan Sword Sect were so tough in the matter between the folding sleeves and the seven rooms.

Chen Changsheng did not let go of his fingers, but continued to wait silently, and at the same time pierced two golden needles into the other two meridians of the folded sleeve.

I don't know how long it took, but he finally pulled out the golden needles, stared into his folded sleeve eyes and asked, "You didn't take your medicine on time?"

After killing Zhou Tong, he and Folding Sleeves left Kyoto one after another, and although they both came to the north, they never met.

But he had already prescribed the medicine in advance, and wrote down the method of taking the medicine and the matters that should be paid attention to in ordinary times.

Tonight, although his condition has not deteriorated, there is no sign of improvement, and there must be something wrong with it.

Looking at Chen Changsheng's serious and clear eyes, he didn't know why he felt a little apologetic in his heart, but the expression on his face still didn't change.

"We are fighting all the time, whether it is to reconnoiter the enemy or track down the assassination, we need to run long distances, and sometimes we have to hide in the snow for seven days and seven nights. ”

He said, "How can I have time to take medicine? Besides, your medicine is troublesome to eat, and it has to be fried, so I can't make a fire." ”

Chen Changsheng didn't know how to speak, and after a moment of silence, he said, "Then I'll think of another way to see if I can make it into an elixir." ”

Hearing this, he folded his sleeves and thought of the rumor and asked, "What you gave me is cinnabar dan?"

Chen Changsheng nodded.

More than a year ago, he thought of some ways to crack the conflict between the sacred rules of the two worlds, and after making the cinnabar pill, he immediately asked Squeak to send the folding sleeves over, and then ...... He found that his blood was of no use to the disease of folding his sleeves.

Now it is rumored in the world that Cinnabar Dan can live the dead, which is actually an exaggerated statement.

For those wounded on the battlefield whose limbs are damaged and bleeding excessively, cinnabar dan does have miraculous effects, but it certainly cannot cure all diseases.

For example, the disease of folding sleeves, and the disease of Nanke.

Whether it's a whim or a confusion, it's an extremely rare strange disease.

Folded his sleeves and asked, "Can I be cured?"

Chen Changsheng's medical skills are very skillful, and his understanding of the meridians is unparalleled in the world.

If he can't cure the disease of folding his sleeves, then there may really be no one who can cure it.

Chen Changsheng didn't try to deceive anything, and said in a low voice: "The situation is not too good. ”

The folded sleeves looked very calm, which can also be understood as numbness, and after listening to this sentence, he just was quiet for a while, and then asked, "What about her?"

Chen Changsheng shook his head and said, "I haven't found a way yet, I just used medicine and golden needles to help her calm her mind and calm her soul." ”

"I didn't look at her like she was really demented. ”

"There are a thousand kinds of idiots. ”

"And how did she wake up?"

I can only hope that she can wake up by some chance. ”

Folded sleeves looked into his eyes and said, "Have you ever wondered what if she really woke up?"

Chen Changsheng couldn't imagine that kind of picture, and after a moment of silence, he said, "I'll talk about it then." ”

"Even if she can't wake up again, if her identity is recognized, it will be a big problem." ”

Chen Changsheng understood what he meant.

Nanke is not an ordinary person.

She wasn't human in the first place.

She is a demon, and she is also a demon princess.

I think back then, with Su Li's strength and means, falling in love with the demon princess had to be hidden from everyone in the world, and her daughter had to be kept incognito in the mountains.

Not to mention him.

Of course, he was different from Su Li's situation at that time, and he and Nanke did not have this kind of relationship.

But if he keeps Nanke with him, he will face this problem sooner or later.

Because of the questioning with his sleeves folded, he remembered the demon princess who died in the cold pool of the Immortal Sect, and then thought of the conversation between the two generations of demon lords on the night of Xueling.

At that time, the young demon lord was very surprised when he saw the Heavenly Demon Horn, because the people in the old city of Snow thought that more than twenty years ago, when the demon princess left, she brought this holy relic to the world of the human race, who would have thought that more than twenty years later, the Heavenly Demon Horn would actually reappear in his father's hands.

Compared to a lot of what happened that night, it was just a small thing, but now that I think about it, there is a lot of information behind it.

If the Heavenly Demon Horn was really taken away from the Snow Old City by that demon princess, then after her death, the Heavenly Demon Horn was most likely lost in the Immortal Sect.

Why did the Heavenly Demon Horn reappear in the hands of the Demon Lord?

Then he remembered the little monster of the Yellow Spring Flow that he had encountered in Hanqiu City.

There is an ancient inheritance that is not in the palace, where in this world can it be preserved? Of course, it is the same ancient Immortal Sect.

Chen Changsheng was silent, and his expression gradually became solemn.

It is of course important to find the person in the state religion who colludes with the imperial court, but more importantly, to find the person who colludes with the demons.

He had been thinking about this since the night in Snow Ridge.

With the help of whom, the young demon lord so easily deceived the eyes of countless people and replaced the young formation master on the original stretcher.

Now it seems that it is not a person who colludes with the demons, but a sect or a family?