Looking at the old man with a face full of vicissitudes, even Jin Qi, who had always talked a lot, fell silent, and didn't know what to say for a while.

Chen Yuanwai and those who harmed Uncle Zhao's family have already lost their lives to go in. But the rest of the townspeople, who were cold bystanders, were not guilty to death, and those who did not participate in it were completely innocent.

And Uncle Zhao knew the truth, but he concealed it for so long, not only were most of the people in Nanhuai Town implicated, but even the Xuanling disciples who came to the rescue were not spared, and they were not innocent.

But now this world is so unreasonable, Uncle Zhao may not have thought that under the influence of the eclipse mist, after the Prayer Tree is transformed into a Soul Restoration Tree, it will be completely out of control.

If it weren't for the slightest remorse, he wouldn't have come here with the dryad.

Jin Yi looked at the resurrection tree that had been cut off from life, and then thought about the people who had become trees all over the mountains and were still waiting to be rescued, and he felt tricky for a while.

He subconsciously looked at Mu Congyun: "Senior brother, what should I do now?" ”

Mu Congyun was not affected by the gloomy atmosphere, and after sorting out the truth, he squatted in front of the remnants of the Soul Restoration Tree to study, until Jin Yi opened his mouth and said, "Not dead yet." ”

It's just that the root system has been corroded by a large amount of dragon blood, and now the residual vitality is very weak.

He ignored the surprised and surprised looks of several people, but looked at the wooden statue in the swaddling clothes: "If I have a way to revive the Soul Tree and return you to its place, can you restore the people in the forest to normal?" ”

The statue, which had never had a sense of presence, blinked.

Uncle Zhao was afraid that they wouldn't understand, so he hurriedly said, "Lingshan said yes." ”

Mu Congyun nodded, and then said: "I have seen a secret technique that allows the two people who cast the spell to share the lifespan, but there must be blood between the two people, and the shared lifespan is actually to fill the lifespan of the one with the longer lifespan to the one with the shorter lifespan." ”

"The Resurrection Tree is dying, and if you want to keep it alive, only you can share its lifespan with it."

"I do." The depression on Uncle Zhao's face was swept away, and he even gave birth to a little fanaticism, he suddenly rushed forward and grabbed Mu Congyun's hand, and kept repeating: "I am willing!" I do! ”

Mu Congyun, who was suddenly grabbed by his hand, stiffened, he endured it and did not overreact, pulled out his hand, and said more clearly: "You have passed the age of ear shun, and you have a long life span of thirty or forty years, but if your life is short, maybe there are only a few short years left." After you share the lifespan with the Resurrection Tree, if you reach the end of your lifespan before it regains its growth, you will both die. ”

Whether it is a prayer tree or a resurrection tree, it has a long and endless lifespan. But now, this Resurrection Tree has been eroded by the eroded mist, and it has damaged the roots. Sharing longevity is just hanging vitality and betting on a possibility.

You may live or you may die.

Uncle Zhao completely ignored these consequences, and still kept repeating: "I am willing, I am willing." ”

It's already a bit of a madness.

Seeing this, Mu Congyun didn't say more, let Uncle Zhao sit on the stump with the wooden statue in his arms, and asked Jin Yi and Xu Yao to lay out the formation as required, and then began to cast the spell.

He stood in the middle of the array, and as his fingers continued to change and seal, profound spiritual power poured out and merged into the array.

The brilliant green light bloomed and divided into three strands, which merged into Uncle Zhao, the tree spirit, and the remaining stump below.

Mu Congyun drew his sword and pierced Uncle Zhao's eyebrows, and took two drops of eyebrow essence blood and integrated it into it.

The flickering green light in the array then completely retracted, and all of them were submerged in the three.

"It's finished."

Mu Congyun put away his sword and looked at Uncle Zhao, who was much older: "The tree spirit has returned to its place, and the vitality of the soul restoration tree has been preserved, but whether it can survive in the end depends on its life." If it can sprout again in the spring of the next year, it may be fine. ”

Uncle Zhao looked at the wooden statue that was already full of cracks in his arms and grinned. He placed the statue on the stump and lovingly touched the lines on the cross-section: "That's enough." ”

He dragged his heavier and heavier body and sat down by the Resurrection Tree: "I'm here to guard him. ”

"It's time for you to make good on your promise." Mu Congyun looked at the Soul Restoration Tree that was not moving.

The Soul Resurrection Tree couldn't respond, but suddenly a breeze blew in the silent air, and Jin Qi and Xu Yao only felt light, as if some invisible cause and effect had ended, and they couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.

Mu Congyun didn't have a special feeling from beginning to end, he listened to the voices of people in the forest one after another, and took the lead in the front: "Go and save people." ”

*

The casualties in Nanhuai Town can be described as heavy.

The disciples of Xuanlin are all cultivators, and they all suffer casualties. Not to mention the weak ordinary people.

Those who are lucky are only injured and suffer some flesh and skin, and if they are unlucky, they are already a corpse.

The Xuanling disciples who came to Nanhuai Town to support, plus Mu Congyun and his party, had a total of three batches, a total of twenty-seven people, but when the number was finally counted, there were only twenty-four.

Three people were killed, and more than a dozen others were wounded.

After Mu Congyun sent the news back to Xuanling, he asked Jin Yi to contact the local sect and the mortal government to come to support.

It's just that they have to save themselves before the reinforcements arrive.

Even Mu Congyun himself had to bite the bullet.

When treating the wound of a child with a broken leg to fix the injured leg, the child was crying in pain. The young child couldn't understand why he just slept and woke up and left the house to go to a strange place. He was in pain and scared, struggling and crying for his father. But now that Nanhuai Town has become a pot of porridge, no one knows where his father and mother are and whether they are still alive.

He has never been a person who can coax children, but seeing that he is crying pitifully, he hesitated for a moment, took out a piece of candy from the storage bag and peeled it open into his mouth, and rubbed his head awkwardly: "You be good, I will take you to your father and mother after the bandage." ”

The boy tasted the sweetness, and his crying gradually weakened.

It's just that he still sobbed quietly with red eyes, and watched Mu Congyun bandage his legs with a pout.

Mu Congyun quietly breathed a sigh of relief, quickly treated his injured leg, and then picked him up and sent him to the place where the wounded were transported to line up - Xu Yao went to inform the surviving people in Nanhuai Town, organized these people, and drove ox carts and carriages to Lao Lin Zi to receive the injured who were unable to move.

When the child was sent to the place in line, he looked at many strangers, and subconsciously hid in Mu Congyun's arms.

Mu Congyun's body inevitably stiffened for a moment, and asked, "Is there anyone you know inside?" ”

The child hesitated, looked around for a moment, and stretched out his hand to point to one of the people in the team: "Aunt Zhang." ”

Mu Congyun handed him over to Aunt Zhang to take care of. Before leaving, he took out the remaining sugar from the storage bag and gave it all to the other party.

The child looked at him with the candy, saw that he didn't speak and turned away, remembered his father's usual teaching, and hurriedly said, "Thank you, brother fairy." ”

Mu Congyun paused and looked back at him, but he didn't know how to respond.

In the end, he only nodded at him, and then turned to look elsewhere for any missing wounded.

*

Shen Qi rushed to Dongzhou City, picked the largest inn, and asked the innkeeper to prepare twelve buckets of water, and never went out again.

The body is covered with congealed blood, and the vestment is no longer available.

Ever since he came out of the swamp in his previous life, he could no longer bear the slightest bit of filth.

It took ten buckets of water and almost all of the skin washed off before the unbearable feeling of nausea finally subsided.

After changing another bucket of clean water, Shen Qi submerged in the water, and slowly frowned again.

He knocked on the edge of the tub unhappily, and there was still a bit of anger in his cold voice: "The water is cold." ”

The red falcon that was locked in the golden cage dared not speak angrily, so it could only swallow its anger and cast a spell again to heat the water.

"It's too hot." But Shen Qi still frowned and was dissatisfied.

"It's too cold."

After repeating this several times, his patience had reached the limit, and he said with pity: "I can't do this little thing well, it seems that it is useless to keep you in this seat, it is better to pluck the hair and skewer it and roast it and feed it to the wild dogs." ”

Brother Akaji: "......"

Probably afraid that he would really roast himself, this time the water temperature was finally lukewarm and suitable.

Shen Qi hummed from the tip of his nose with satisfaction, poured a bottle of healing elixir into the water, and continued to close his eyes and recuperate.

It wasn't until half an hour later that he opened his eyes again and came out of the water.

There was a bronze mirror in the bathroom, and he didn't change his clothes in a hurry, but walked slowly to the bronze mirror and carefully looked at the scars on his body.

The blurred bronze mirror reflected the slender and emaciated body of the young man, and the pale skin without blood was covered with dull and ugly scars. Paired with that delicate and outstanding face, it looks unworthy.

It's just that the human body is already so ugly, thinking of the ugly dragon body, Shen Qi became more and more stunned, and the disgust in his eyes became stronger.

In his previous life, he was not yet seventeen, and he had left the Outer Heaven to wander in the western realm for five years, and he had not yet found a fire spirit to replace the missing Heart Protector, and this body was naturally thin and weak.

The wound caused by the impact of the eclipse fog had healed after being soaked in the elixir, leaving no trace. But this body has left too many dark wounds, and it has been plucked out of its scales during the baby dragon stage, which has affected the growth of scales to some extent.

Even if he continued to improve his cultivation after he came back, and found all kinds of spiritual artifacts and magic weapons to repair, he was not as good as the original after all.

Shen Qi twisted his eyebrows, forcing himself to look at those ugly scars one by one, and his mood became extremely bad again.

I urgently need to do something to relieve the unhappiness in my heart.

If others are not happy, he will naturally be happy.

A pure white figure appeared in his mind, Shen Qi said "heh" lightly, took out his magic robe and put it on, and went straight to Nanhuai Town.

The town of Nanhuai is very different from before.

The gray fog that enveloped the town lifted, and the summer sun poured down to dispel the gloom. The previously dead streets, framed pedestrians, were noisy and noisy.

Looking at the smiles on the faces of those mortals below, the unhappiness that had accumulated in his heart rose again.

No one was found in the town, so Shen abandoned and went straight to the old forest.

Relying on his cultivation to be high, he hid his figure and searched for the past one by one.

When he finally saw the white figure, the human pupils suddenly turned into golden vertical pupils and stood up, staring at Mu Congyun feverishly.

Mu Congyun searched for the injured in the forest, and from time to time he had to help carry someone, and his mood was very gloomy.

This day one. During the night, he had seen more people than he had said in the years combined, not to mention those who had snuck up on him and even rushed up to grab his hand and thanked him.

At this time, he was always very envious of Jin Qi, who was comfortable in the crowd, and felt that Jin Qi seemed to be so energetic forever.

And he had only experienced a short day and night, and he already felt more tired than ever.

I just want to get it done quickly and then find a place where no one is around and shut myself up.

Mu Congyun frantically swiped the screen in his heart, but in fact, he was still searching for the sword with a blank face. At this time, there was a gaze with an extremely strong sense of presence from behind him, Rao was already staring at him a little numb, and he still felt uncomfortable for a moment.

Resisting the thought of leaving immediately, Mu Congyun continued to search the mountain carefully.

Shen Qi kept a distance of two feet from him, seriously thinking about what to do with him.

Kill directly?

Not enough to relieve anger, no.

Catch it and throw it into the dungeon of the Temple of Heaven and torture it for a few years?

No, the dungeon was too dirty for him to set foot in.

Wouldn't that be a lot less fun?

After eliminating one option after another, Shen Qi watched Mu Congyun bend down to help an injured citizen, and suddenly came up with a brilliant idea.

He smiled maliciously and turned in the other direction.