Bright red blood flew out, and for a moment the blood flowed like a torrent. Luo Ziyan raised his hand to seal Qiu Zimo's big acupoint around his body, stopping the bleeding for him, but the blood was still flowing, where did it stop so quickly. Qiu Zimo only felt that the strength of his whole body was constantly weakening with the loss of blood, he gritted his teeth, and searched his intestines and stomach to think of a way to escape.

The Demon Emperor looked at them like dead people, and he felt that they couldn't run away.

Qiu Zimo's green shirt was stained with blood, a flash of inspiration appeared in his mind, and he hooked his lips and smiled, "You can't kill us today!" Three top-level talismans suddenly slipped out of his sleeves, he condensed his spiritual power and threw them towards the Demon Emperor, shook his hand violently, and shouted: "Burst!"

He still has a back hand, he is an idler, a joke, nothing else, and a lot of free time. He has time to study the "side door", and in today's immortal cultivation world, he is an indispensable talisman master. The three talismans in his hand are drawn by the blood of the fire unicorn and made of the skin of a spirit beast, and the power is naturally extraordinary.

"Let's go!" Luo Ziyan set up Qiu Zimo and flew on the sword, only to hear three thunderclaps behind him, followed by a curse from the Demon Emperor, "Damn, Qiu Zimo, you can't die well!" The demon soldiers under his command and the flying tiger beast were blown into countless broken bones and flesh, and the surrounding blood was steaming, staining most of the clouds red.

"Senior brother, you resist, senior brother will take you back, junior sister will have a way to save you!" Half of Luo Ziyan's clothes were stained red by Qiu Zimo's blood. He sped up the speed of the flying sword, and the flying sword flew towards Penglai Mountain like a meteor.

"Senior brother, I don't want to grow up!" Due to excessive blood loss, Qiu Zimo was a little drowsy, and he felt weak, as if he was standing on cotton.

Luo Ziyan's nose was sour, and there were tears flashing in his eyes, he knew everything, but he couldn't give Qiu Zimo what he wanted. He is the head of a faction, he carries the whole Penglai on his shoulders, and he can't have anyone's feelings.

"Okay, we won't grow ......up," Luo Ziyan coaxed him, "You resist, we will go to Penglai soon!"

The wind blew in their ears, and the birds were amazed by their speed, and tried to flutter their wings and chase for a while, but found that they could not catch up, and finally turned into small black dots, and were left far behind them.

Penglai Xiandao is not close to the Dayong Dynasty, and there is a small country called Nanyi in the middle. Penglai is not an island, it is an archipelago. Four small islands are crescent-shaped and surround the main island.

The five islands are picturesque and soaring above the sea. Below is the endless ocean, blue and blue, standing on the island and looking around, it is like being in a dream.

Of these five immortal islands, the largest one is the residence of the head, the main hall, and the school place. The building is magnificent, like the fairy palace; the small four, the first is specially used for Penglai disciples to practice, accommodation; the second is the punishment hall of Biyou Zhenren, which is dedicated to detaining the disciples who have made mistakes and the demons and monsters that Penglai has captured in the past thousand years; the third island is taken care of by the fairy of the first cloud, the island is planted with all kinds of precious medicinal herbs, and a tall auspicious cloud hall stands in the center of the island; the fourth island is the largest armory in Penglai, the Qiuhua Hall of Shangxian Qiu Zimo is in front of the armory, surrounded by green grass and beautiful scenery.

The ice spirit touched the enchantment of Penglai Mountain, Luo Ziyan was bounced out, retreated a few zhang away, and then landed on the flying sword, and casually played a trick, opened the passage, and entered Penglai Mountain.

Someone triggered the Penglai enchantment, and the two people in power found out about it as soon as possible. One after another, the sword came to see who broke into Penglai.

"Senior brother!" Biyou Zhenren, who came with great momentum, was frightened when he saw the appearance of the two of them covered in blood, and stood on the sword body in a daze, his hands and feet stiff.

"Senior brother, are you injured?" The beautiful and touching Chuyun Fairy stepped forward to look at Luo Ziyan's situation for a while, her eyes were full of distress and anxiety, as if Qiu Zimo did not exist at all.

Luo Ziyan couldn't say anything, but said: "It's not me who hurts, it's the junior brother!"

Hearing this, Fairy Chuyun breathed a sigh of relief, and her hand involuntarily retracted.

"Why did the little junior brother get injured like this?" Biyou Zhenren came back to his senses at this time, stepped forward to help Qiu Zimo with Luo Ziyan, and Qiu Zimo's body was soft and leaned on Biyou Zhenren's arms again.

Luo Ziyan breathed a long sigh of relief and looked at Fairy Chuyun, "Senior sister, I'm sorry for you to take a look!"

Fairy Chuyun nodded, with mixed feelings in her heart. casually took out a bottle of elixir to restore spiritual power and gave it to Luo Ziyan, "Senior brother's face is not good, it's better to eat one first!"

Bi You Zhenren looked at the little junior sister's mind on the head of the house, and flew towards the Qiuhua Hall as soon as she stomped her feet and stood up with Qiu Zimo.

Qiu Zimo was lying unconscious on the bed, his clothes covered with blood were stripped off by several disciples, Biyou Zhenren twisted a wet handkerchief to wipe the blood on his body, and Fairy Chuyun treated the wounds on his body for him.

The dark red blood had stopped. But the blood hole penetrated by the two golden whips is still there, the skin and flesh are turned out, and the white bones can be seen.

"The wound is poisonous!" Fairy Chuyun told them calmly, and the startled Biyou Zhenren stared at Qiu Zimo, whose face was snow-white, with tears in his eyes, and his heart couldn't help but be tightened.

Luo Ziyan clenched his fists, tried his best to contain his emotions, and said in as calm a tone as possible: "In order to save me, he was injured by the Demon Emperor's golden whip!"

When Fairy Chuyun heard this, he felt that it was not so reluctant to save the person in front of him. She picked up the silver needle on the case and stabbed it at the acupuncture point on Qiu Zimo's arm, and after pulling out the silver needle, she took a closer look, there were two colors on the needle, one was gold and the other was red, and sighed, "Twin flower poison!" Now, she just wants to save Qiu Zimo's life, but she can't save it.

Luo Ziyan only felt that his brain exploded, and his junior brother was about to die, and it was to save him from the poison. He felt guilty and blamed himself, and he didn't know how to explain to his dead master. Like a marionette, he walked out of the Qiuhua Hall and walked aimlessly on the island......

Everyone in the world knows that the two golden whips of the Demon Emperor are made of divine wood, and they are extremely poisonous. Anyone who is injured under it is dead and lifeless, looking at the little junior brother in his prime, Biyou Zhenren really can't accept this fact for a while, "Senior sister, this poison is really unsolvable?"

"Senior brother's cultivation is profound, it is not difficult to suppress toxins, as long as he does not use his spiritual power to cultivate, he may still have a few decades to do. This is the truth, and the most direct and unforgiving words.

After hearing this, Biyou Zhenren's eyes turned black, and he stumbled two steps, and finally stood still. She choked up and said, "He is an immortal, and he should have endless longevity!"

Fairy Chuyun lowered her head, and there was an indescribable joy and sorrow in her heart. She was glad that Qiu Zimo was dead, and there was no obstacle between her and the senior brother in charge. At that time, the senior brother in charge will not have to worry about breaking Qiu Zimo's heart because he has someone he likes; sadly, as soon as Qiu Zimo dies, I am afraid that even if the senior brother in charge falls in love with him and marries him, he will never forget the Qiu Zimo who sacrificed to save his life in this life.

She packed up the medicine box, and because she was so upset that she forgot that two bottles of medicine were on the table. "Senior sister, I'm going to prepare medicine for my senior brother!" said as he walked out of Qiu Zimo's dormitory.

Biyou Zhenren nodded dejectedly, and tidied up the futon for Qiu Zimo, the more he looked at it, the more uncomfortable he became, until the sky darkened, and then he left.

In the days that followed, the Qiuhua Palace was full of people, and all the leaders who came were the leaders of the apricot forest in the immortal cultivation world. But when they looked at Qiu Zimo's situation, they shook their heads or shook their heads.

Qiu Zimo has been lying on the bed for seven days, and after waking up, he feels like his bones are falling apart. Seeing where he was, he breathed a sigh of relief, but he found that he had no strength in his body, and it was as soft as noodles. This made him both helpless and worried, he was Penglai's first combat force, and he couldn't be abolished. Thinking of this, he sat up with great difficulty, opened his middle coat and touched the wound, which was now as smooth as ever, and it seemed that the junior sister had used elixir to heal him.

He hadn't gotten out of bed and walked around for a long time, and when he put on his boots and stood up, he found that his body was weak and weak, swaying left and right, he held on to the bed frame, felt a whirlwind "bang", and fell back to the bed.

"Senior brother, why are you up?" Luo Ziyan, Chuyun Fairy and Biyou Zhenren entered the dormitory together, and Luo Ziyan instinctively stretched out his hand, wanting to help Qiu Zimo. But he hesitated, he was afraid that Qiu Zimo would misunderstand. Qiu Zimo also saw it, a trace of self-deprecation crossed his eyes, and he lay there without moving. The corners of Chu Yun's lips rose slightly, and the senior brother didn't move, proving that he didn't have Qiu Zimo in his heart.

Biyou Zhenren stretched out her hand to help Qiu Zimo get up, her most rigid and white clothes would not touch anything on weekdays, "Did it hurt to fall?"

Qiu Zimo's clothes are scattered, his hair is like a cloud, and his face is pale without a trace of blood. He was worried that his senior sister would teach him that he had no rules as usual, and just as he was about to reach out to tidy up his clothes, he was helped by Biyou Zhenren to lie down again, "Don't worry, we will find a way, now it is the most important thing to meditate and take care of your body!"

Qiu Zimo hooked the corners of his lips, he knew everything, and his senior sister's words were just consolation. "Senior sister, don't worry, I will take care of it!"

Biyou Zhenren helped him tidy up the quilt corners, and Fairy Chuyun put the medicine box on the table, only to notice that he had forgotten the two bottles of medicine here a few days ago. She hurriedly put them back in the medicine box, took out the pulse diagnosis, and approached the bed.

"Senior brother, remember not to use your spiritual power in the future, I have prepared some medicine to inhibit toxins, you remember to take it!" Chu Yun instructed him while taking his pulse, Qiu Zimo nodded in response, "Thank you, junior sister!"

"I remember that my junior brother hates drinking medicine the most, so let's let the kitchen make some medicinal food! You don't need to take those medicines that you don't need!" Biyou Zhenren looked at Chuyun Fairy, "Write it out by Senior Sister Fangzi of medicinal food, and I'll let my disciple get it!"

"Okay, listen to Senior Sister!" Fairy Chuyun habitually responded.

Seeing that they can care for their junior brothers, but only they can't, the guilt in Luo Ziyan's heart has increased a little. He felt that he was here like an ornament, but he was not at ease if he didn't come. He was so entangled and contradictory, his face was still cold and cold, and he still looked like the head of Penglai who was covered in frost in the past.