He Miaomiao only felt that his liver and gallbladder were in pain, his spiritual power and divine consciousness were completely exhausted, and his meridians and consciousness were injured even more.

After her anger, her mind suddenly fell silent, and she fell into deep grief again, as if she could not sense the outside world at all, only the boundless darkness...

Thinking that there was no more all-soul existence in the world, He Miaomiao's heart twitched fiercely, and the blood in her mouth kept gushing out, making her already dirty face look even more embarrassed.

Her eyes were getting blurry, she hadn't shed tears for a long time, she had long forgotten this heart-rending feeling...

Obviously her back was facing the cliff, but the falling figure appeared in front of her again, as if slowing down and sinking...

The shouts that shook the mountain peaks sounded in her ears again, calling her name and telling her to flee...

"Where to run... Wherever I go, the heavens will not let me go..."He Miaomiao whispered, suddenly feeling that it was dark in front of him, and he completely lost consciousness.

......

"He Daoyou, wake up..."

The suppressed and low female voice pulled He Miaomiao's consciousness back from the darkness. But the tearing pain all over my body has not gone away, and the heavy eyelids can't be lifted.

"He Daoyou!" The voice approached again, but it was lowered and slower, as if it was afraid of being heard, and almost leaned against He Miaomiao's ear. "Wake up, or I won't be able to give you medicine!"

He Miaomiao was groggy, and her voice was a little eager and caring, which made her feel familiar, but she couldn't remember who it was.

"What can I do?" the woman was helpless, as if she was talking to herself, and her tone became more anxious. "It's not easy... What if I can't wake up..."

He Miaomiao's consciousness gradually became clearer, and although she still couldn't open her eyes, she could hear the voice more clearly.

White Lotus... It turned out that she was not dead. He Miaomiao finally found the owner of the voice in her memory, but she did not have the joy of surviving for her.

She remembered the few faces they had seen, and she had the impression that Bai Muhe was a little proud, strong and upright, and warm and kind.

Once she also sighed with He Quanling, even people like Wei Yunge can come out of Yushan alive, Bai Muhe is really a pity.

But now, no one can make her mind flutter anymore.

Live or die, what does it have to do with her?

The only person in this world who can touch her heart, the only person who can make her care about life and death, in order for her to live well, has not hesitated to fall into the cliff and die with others...

Thinking of this, she no longer paid attention to the outside world, and forced Zhihai to come to her senses.

Since Quanling exchanged her life for her life, giving her a chance to escape, then she must live well no matter what!

He Miaomiao's heart sank into her body, and she turned her spiritual power to slowly repair the injuries in her body.

"Huh?" The small fluctuation of spiritual power attracted Bai Muhe's attention, and seeing that He Miaomiao was indeed pranayama, her tone became a little more cheerful.

"It seems that you are really awake! He Daoyou, I am Bai Muhe, you are seriously injured, I will feed you healing medicine, you try to refine slowly, don't worry. ”

He Miaomiao couldn't agree, but fortunately, Bai Muhe didn't plan to wait for her to make a statement, so her cold hand gently broke open her chapped mouth, stuffed a first-order small pill, and by the way, crossed a wisp of wood-based spiritual power to help her refine.

Bai Muhe saw that the elixir turned into spiritual liquid and disappeared after entering it, so she let go of her chin and pinched a thin stream of water, carefully moistening it on He Miaomiao's chapped lips.

After doing all this, she slowly sat on the ground, not far from He Miaomiao, waiting for the result.

He Miaomiao's heart was already free of sorrow and joy, and as soon as the elixir entered her mouth, it turned into a pure medicinal liquid, mixed with the spiritual power that was about to be exhausted, and circulated in the meridians together.

She turned her spiritual power into a gentle wood attribute and followed closely behind the potion liquid, repairing her scarred internal organs.

"Alas..."Bai Muhe couldn't help but sigh, as if he was in a somewhat depressed mood.

She moved closer to He Miaomiao, her movements were extremely light and slow, and she sat next to her and chanted some words, as if she thought that she had come to her senses.

"He Daoyou... We're really out of luck... was plotted by the Gate Sect in Yushan, and now it has fallen into this step again..."

"If you hadn't left Gaoling City at the beginning, maybe you would have helped out at Shopkeeper Lu, and I would have been able to do a small casual cultivation intact..."

He Miaomiao could indeed hear it clearly, but she didn't know what the situation was with the step of the field that Bai Muhe was talking about.

She couldn't let go of her senses, her eyes couldn't open, and she couldn't even hum, so she could only continue to listen to Bai Mu He's chatter.

"If only my aunt were still around... If my aunt had been here, she wouldn't have let me get here! Woooooo

As Bai Muhe spoke, he suddenly hugged his head and cried.

The cry was miserable and miserable, like a goose that had lost its partner and wailed, hitting He Miaomiao's heart heavily, making her upset, but she was powerless to swing it away.

"Auntie... I miss you so much..."

Bai Muhe couldn't stop sobbing, as if he had been poked in the heart by a knife, and he cried again and again. "It's all to blame on the damn Wu Tianlin! And He Yanxin and Nian Youlan, those two sluts! Auntie... Woooooo

Wu Tianlin, He Yanxin, and Nian Youlan, He Miaomiao, heard these three names, and their hearts finally fluctuated a little.

Bai Muhe's aunt, how could she have a relationship with these people?

He Miaomiao's mind turned, but she suddenly lost interest.

What if it has a relationship, what if it doesn't matter, her enemy is only He Yanxin, as for the rest of the people, what does it have to do with her?

The liquid medicine continued to swim in the body, becoming lighter and lighter, and the injury gradually turned around. The tingling and stinging pain of the wound reappeared, and she was completely relieved.

This life is no longer her own, she wants to live well together with He Quanling's sake!

"Hmm... Hmph..."He Miaomiao tried to speak, but could only make a nasal sound of humming.

Fortunately, the monk's ear power was very good, and Bai Muhe instantly stopped crying, and sobbed and shouted softly: "He Daoyou! You have finally woken up! I am not a high cultivator, so I dare not go to explore your injuries, and I think... I thought you too..."

"I... Where is it..."He Miaomiao forcibly opened her eyes for a small half, but it was still pitch black in front of her, and she couldn't see anything.

"This is Huaquan City, Wei Changfeng's black prison. ”

Bai Muhe's voice was extremely soft, and even the crying just now was suppressed, and his voice was still a little hoarse at this time, which seemed a little weird.

He Miaomiao finally adapted to the darkness, and her body regained most of her sense.

She felt herself lying on the wet ground, and Bai Muhe was sitting cross-legged next to her head, her crying eyes looking moist and shiny.

"Bai Daoyou, do you know how I got here?"

"Alas... It's hard to put into words. You should sit up and pranayama first, and after you have fully recovered, I will talk to you in detail. ”

The ground of the black prison was more than an inch deep with sewage, and every move could carry a loud noise.

He Miaomiao slowly got up with the help of Bai Muhe, no longer in a hurry to ask, and sat cross-legged in the cold water with her eyes closed to recover.