Fang Yanli only felt that he was groggy, his head was so heavy that he couldn't lift it, and he had never been so tired.

His consciousness seemed to wander in an empty place, without bounds.

I don't know how long it took, when he woke up for the first time, he found himself under a mountain cliff. At that time, it even took him half an hour to struggle to wipe away the blood scabs on his eyelids with the force of opening his eyes.

I only saw a faint reddish in his field of vision, and that was because he also had congealed blood in his eyes.

The smell of blood in his mouth was inexplicable, and Fang gradually separated his pupils without focus, only feeling a sharp pain in his arm, and then lost consciousness again.

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When he woke up for the second time, Fang gradually left only to feel that his head was more mixed and heavier, and the whole person was in mid-air, as if he was being carried.

His eyes were full of brilliant purple light, and there was a slight but somewhat rapid breathing sound in his ears, which seemed to be on the retreat of the senior sister?

His whole body was empty, cold and cold, but he tried to move his arms, and the sharp pain hit, and he fainted again.

......

The third time, when he woke up for the third time, his consciousness changed again.

This time it was in a darkened cave, and the air was cold and wet because of the sound of ticking water.

Fang gradually opened his eyes slowly, the smell of blood in his mouth was gone, the whistling sound of the wind in his ears was gone, and the only thing left was the pain all over his body.

He only felt something strange in his arm, and he wanted to move but was unable to do so.

Then, there seemed to be a little lingering aroma of the pill in his mouth.

He opened his mouth, but nothing came out.

Soon a warm hand gently covered his mouth, and an elixir entered his body along his dry throat.

Immediately after that, the body was warm, the physical pain, and the weakness seemed to be gradually recovering.

Fang gradually left the immersion in this warmth, and his consciousness turned into chaos again.

......

The time of unconsciousness seemed to pass for a long time, and by the time everything began to become clear, Fang gradually woke up for the fourth time.

This time it's in a cave, but it's clearly not the same place as the last time.

It was a little dry, and a little light shone through the dense vines at the entrance of the cave not far away.

There seemed to be some blood stains on the ground, but there was a distance from Fang Wanli, and it could be seen at a glance that it was not Fang Wanli.

He looked down with great difficulty, and saw that his arm was as thin as a stick, and he had no strength at all.

The lack of qi and blood in his body is pitiful, and he is even inferior to mortals.

The pain that came out of one arm, he also found that the original broken arm was connected, and the broken part was wrapped in a clean light gauze, and something seemed to have been crushed inside, black, and a very strange aura smell came out.

Fang was looking at it weakly, but suddenly, his eyes widened, and his face was incredible.

The black thing wrapped in the light gauze became more and more familiar to him, and finally realized that this was not his treasure - a purple gentian of hundreds of years?

Such a big piece, I don't know how many spirit stones are worth, and now it is like a piece and applied to my wound?

Fang gradually twitched from the corner of his mouth, and his heart hurt.

Just as he was thinking this, there was a sudden sound of breaking the air outside the cave.

Immediately, a shadow rushed into the cave like the wind, and regardless of Fang Yuanli's reaction, he lifted it up, and the purple light under his feet rose and shot away into the distance.

Fang Yanli still didn't understand anything, and there was the howling of the wind in his ears.

He suddenly felt a gaze fall on his face.

When I looked up, it was Mu Xin.

At this time, Mu Xin was wearing the original silver-white mask, but there was some dried blood on it for some reason.

"Awake?" Mu Xin's voice came through the mask.

Fang Yanli nodded, and just as he wanted to speak, his pupils shrank.

He noticed a faint red mark on Mu Xin's neck, which was extremely shallow but looked like a pair of tooth marks.

With a shock to his body, Fang gradually thought of something and looked at Mu Xin.

At this time, he found that Mu Xin's robe had a few broken corners, and his breath was also a little unstable, obviously after a battle.

"Don't think too much about it, we're not in a good position right now. Mu Xin noticed Fang Yuan's gaze and said slowly.

Fang gradually left the stunned, he didn't quite understand what this meant for a while, but he didn't explain the matter again, some things are good to keep in mind, and saying them is counterproductive.

Just as he was thinking about it, suddenly, Fang gradually heard an angry roar from behind him.

"Little girl doll! You seriously injured my junior brother and killed more than a dozen of my disciples, and you still want to run away! I Wu Xuan swears that I will catch you and humiliate and abuse you to death!"

Although the sound was loud, Fang gradually left and could only see a black dot in the distance, as if it was a figure.

Fang Yanli felt very strange and asked, "Who is chasing us?"

Mu Xin's answer made Fang gradually tighten: "Mourning." ”

"How could the bereaved people find us?!" Fang gradually exclaimed.

Mu Xin glanced at Fang Yanli and did not speak.

But Fang gradually left but understood that this bereaved person must have come looking for him, and only he was caught in the spirit poison, maybe it was a tracking method for them to chew the spirit poison.

Thinking of this, Fang gradually left embarrassed, originally the matter of Dusk Qigu was just that, but now this matter was caused by himself, and Mu Xin also suffered with him.

He suddenly remembered the pool of blood he had seen in the cave of Fangcai, and thought that Mu Xin must have been injured, and the guilt in his heart was even deeper.

Mu Xin seemed to see through his thoughts, and said in a light voice: "It was I who seriously injured the elder of the mourning sect at the beginning, and then in the process of rushing back to the sect, I encountered a mourning person who rushed to the sect. ”

Fang Yanli smiled bitterly, knowing that this was just a rhetoric from Mu Xin, the original Elder of the Mourning Sect must have come to find him, and the reason didn't need to be thought of, it must be related to the big movement over there in Xundi.

A disciple who claimed to be a super sect of the Feather Sect appeared in the ghost city, and repelled the ghost cultivator without everyone knowing the specifics, broke the soul refining array, and finally chose to leave immediately, plus later the ghost city inexplicably resented the extinction, saying that he did not obtain any heavy treasures, and it is estimated that even the ghost would not believe it.

As for Mu Xin's seriously injured and bereaved elder, he might have been surprised before, but since he knew Mu Xin's true identity, he was completely acceptable.

Tongtian City is a behemoth beyond imagination, and Mu Xin is the woman who was chosen as the White Witch, and her talent is naturally the best choice, there is no doubt about it.

It's just that he really didn't expect that there would be another old beast at the mourning gate, chasing Mu Xin closely.

It is indeed strange that there would be a mourning elder in this area again.

However, Fang Yanli didn't think too much about it, but asked towards Mu Xin: "Senior sister, you are not lightly injured, otherwise you will definitely be able to get rid of that old brute!"

His tone was very hateful, and he was obviously resentful at the mention of the mourning party's gradual departure.

Mu Xin glanced at Fang Yanli meaningfully, and said: "My injury is fine, although that person's escape method is also not weak, but he also has to bring his injured companion, and he can't catch up with me in a short time." ”

Fang Yanli nodded, suddenly glanced at his broken arm, his eyelids jumped, and said, "Purple Gentian has a miraculous effect even on the foundation building monks, but now it has come to repair a broken arm of mine...... I was going to dedicate it to my sister, but it's a pity, it's a pity......"

Mu Xin glanced at Fang Yanli meaningfully, and said in a surprising voice: "Not only the purple gentian, but also your star grass and dragon root have all been refined by me, otherwise you and I can still hold on until now?"

"What?!My three-hundred-year-old dragon root, my hundred-year-old star grass!cough...... cough cough cough cough "Fang gradually left his heart as if he was hit hard, and he almost fainted on the spot.

This woman actually took advantage of her weakness to loot all three of his spirit plants?!

Ruthless, too ruthless!

And at this moment, as if on a whim, Mu Xin came out again: "Although the purple gentian is good, it is useless to me, if you really have a heart, give me that cold fragrant fruit and self-drunkenness." ”

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