The loved one became sluggish and muttered to himself...... Zhang Jing blamed herself deeply, if she hadn't asked Lu Bu to come to the hospital, then none of this would have happened, but if she wanted to cure him, she could only go with Song Liqing, she didn't want to go, she was afraid that she would never see him when she left.

Seeing Zhang Jing's desolate expression, but tears flowed silently from her eyes, Song Liqing put away her smile, her face was serious, and she said in a cold tone: "You have a single-line fire spirit root, and with the full cultivation of Qingyun Sect, you will definitely be the proud daughter of the sky in the future, why be sad for a mortal!"

"With a piece of jade, you can determine that I am the Fire Spirit Root, so how do you know that Brother Lu is a mortal?" Zhang Jing's dark eyes stared at Song Liqing, and she roared hoarsely, she hated the word mortal, why did immortal cultivators look down on mortals, didn't they transform from mortals.

Song Liqing frowned, thinking that Zhang Jing had a rare single-line spiritual root, her tone softened a lot, and said: "The old body happened to pass by here, and sensed a faint aura coming from you, as for this person, the old body didn't notice it."

The meaning of the words, Song Liqing would not have made a move without aura, Zhang Jing understood, and her heart was also sad and indignant, she hated why the other party rescued her, if she didn't stop it, Lu Bu wouldn't be sad, she would have died.

Thinking of the short time in the woods, Zhang Jing looked down at Lu Bu's empty eyes, which were not as deep and bright as before, and his pale cheeks were also crossed with teardrops.

In order to make Zhang Jing die...... The jade instantly touched the middle of Lu Bu's forehead, Song Liqing looked at the jade with great interest, even if the other party had a spiritual root, it was just a waste spiritual root, and half of the spiritual root was scrapped for him, depending on his age.

One breath, two breaths, three breaths, the jade still hasn't changed, Zhang Jing's pupils can't help but shrink sharply, and her delicate body is also trembling slightly.

"No way, it's not true!"

"Brother Lu is the best in the world in martial arts, how can there be no spiritual root."

The hysterical words roared out of her mouth, and she took the jade from Lu Bu's forehead and was about to throw it away, Song Liqing quickly grabbed Zhang Jingyu's hand and said with a smile: "It is worthy of being the owner of the fire spirit root, and his temper is really irritable, but the old body can also understand it."

"The old body has explained so much to you, what do you think now? Song Liqing looked at Zhang Jing with a smile, and the wrinkles on her face were also wrinkled.

"Help!" Zhang Jing half-bit her lip and spit out a word with difficulty, but there seemed to be a long arrow in her heart that went straight to her heart, and she looked at Song Liqing with a miserable expression.

As soon as the words fell, a gray elixir appeared in his palm in an instant, and after handing it to Zhang Jing, Song Liqing nodded with satisfaction and said: "This elixir can nourish the spirit, after feeding him, it will be okay to rest overnight."

A faint fragrance came into his mouth and nose, Zhang Jing did not hesitate at all, and immediately put the pill into Lu Bu's mouth, and saw that his trembling body also stopped, and his empty eyes slowly closed.

Song Liqing smiled indifferently and said, "You have fed the pill, then we will hurry back to Qingyun Sect, so that you can quickly clean up the impurities in your body and step into the threshold of the first layer of qi refining as soon as possible."

The outline of Lu Bu's angular name flew obliquely like a sword eyebrow unchanged, Zhang Jing's eyes couldn't help but look at it, and then wiped the dry tears on his face.

"I can go with you, but you have to keep this exercise for Brother Lu, otherwise I won't die."

This was categorical, she stood up and looked at Song Liqing with watery eyes.

Song Liqing was slightly stunned, but her mind looked for it in the storage ring, and a copy of the qigong method suddenly appeared in her palm, handed it to Zhang Jing, and said with a smile: "Your wishes, the old body is satisfied, you must not be nostalgic for mortals in the future, after all, you have a single spiritual root, and if you concentrate on cultivation, you will definitely build a foundation realm in a few years."

Zhang Jing did this, just wanting to leave a glimmer of hope, although this hope was very small, but he still didn't want to give up, and nodded with a wooden expression.

A long sword with a flickering cold light instantly appeared in Song Liqing's hand and threw it in the air, reciting an unknown mantra in her mouth.

The body of this sword was covered with mysterious runes, and Song Liqing's lips spit out a word: "Rise!"

The long sword seemed to have received an order, and the esoteric rune suddenly flashed with a red light, and the sword sound sounded leisurely, and then the sword body kept getting bigger, rising to seven feet before slowly stopping.

"Brother Lu, I'm leaving, I hope to see you again in the future!" After Zhang Jing stuffed the qigong method into Lu Bu's arms, he reluctantly glanced at him, and followed Song Liqing to step on the sword body, and her lonely and cold back gradually disappeared into the void.

The hours are like day, the dazzling sun is slowly swallowed by the dark clouds, but it is ushered in endless darkness, and the city has long since lost the bustle of the day, and there is only silence and night.

Rumble!

Suddenly, a thunderclap resounded in the sky, and the torrential rain fell rapidly from the dark clouds in a blink of an eye.

Tick!

Suddenly a strong wind came from afar, causing the trees in the courtyard to sway and the withered leaves to fall with the wind.

The raindrops quickly fell on Lu Bu's face, instantly eroding his black robe, and a burst of cold also made him tremble slightly in the middle finger of his right hand.

His eyelashes moved, Lu Bu slowly opened his eyes, and the rain quickly fell into his eyes, and he stood up, staring directly at the night in front of him, and roaring with his mouth open.

"Song Liqing, even if you have demon arts, a certain family will kill them in the future!"

"Zhang Jing, a certain family will never let you go!"

"Anyone who dares to deceive a certain family will die!"

Voices of anger continued to resound in the courtyard.

Rumble!

A thunderclap suddenly sounded, interrupting Lu Bu's roar.

He looked up at the sky, and saw lightning and thunder glinting dangerously in the sky.

As if he understood something, the anger in Lu Bu's heart suddenly rushed straight to his whole body, causing his body to tremble a few times, and his eyes roared angrily with hatred: "A certain family is not convinced, why are you so unfair?"

He hated it.

All this made him angry, especially what Zhang Jing said about the Eternal Continent, crossing ...... He knew that this was true, but he thought of Cicada and the others...... The anger in his heart soared into the sky.

After the half-pillar incense passed, Lu Bu sat decadently under the eaves, looking at the drifting rain with no luster in his eyes.

"Cicadas...... I can't go back!" he said to himself with a sad look on his face.