"Night rain, wake up!" the voice of hatred sounded beside the rocks.

Vaguely, Qiu Yeyu only felt that someone was shaking himself, and in a daze, he gently opened his eyes, just in front of Qiu Xixi's delicate little face, and said lazily: "What's wrong?"

"What's the matter! It's already dawn, and we should go!" Qiu Xixi moved down angrily, and looked in the direction of the snow-white place he had discovered yesterday.

"Hmm!" Qiu Yeyu stretched out with a big grin, shook his emaciated head a few times listlessly, and took a long lazy breath.

Seeing Qiu Yeyu like this, Qiu Xixi suddenly felt annoyed, she slowly stood up with the antique long sword holding Qiu Yeyu on the mountain rock behind her, and said in a cold voice: "Don't get up yet, I really don't know who you look like here?" Hurry up, otherwise don't say ten days and half a month, you won't be able to go back to Yuanling Mountain for another month!"

In Qiu Xixi's questioning voice, Qiu Yeyu couldn't help but feel sweet in his heart, and he felt a little more happy in his heart, maybe this is the feeling of family affection, he thought.

After a little silence, Qiu Yeyu also stood up slowly against the wall, looked at Qiu Xixi for a while, reached out and took out the pouch in his waist for a while, took out an oiled paper bag from it and handed it to Qiu Xixi, and said with a chuckle: "Xixi, take it! Eat a little before leaving!"

"It's ...... Oil cakes!" Qiu Xixi thoughtfully took the paper bag, and when he opened it, it was three palm-sized flatbreads, and he suddenly felt a little warm in his heart.

"Well, I prepared it outside the valley. Originally, it was no problem for us immortal cultivators to rely on the supply of spiritual power without eating, but now it is different, our spiritual power seems to have been isolated and unusable! You should already be hungry, right?" Qiu Yeyu patted his flat belly and said with a strange smile.

As he slapped his belly, a slight rustling sound came. It looks like there's something hidden in your underwear. Qiu Xixi just picked up the oil cake and took a bite, but she quickly noticed something unusual, she looked at Qiu Yeyu's waist suspiciously, and her expression seemed to be a little inquiring.

Qiu Yeyu stretched out his hand and took it in his arms, and when a well-embroidered blue bag appeared in front of him, he suddenly felt familiar, and a familiar figure flew out of his mind. Suddenly there was a roar in my head. A chilling feeling suddenly arose in my heart, and a sense of foreboding came to my mind.

He was in a daze for a moment, and for a moment he was a little overwhelmed, and the smile on his face was replaced by a frowning brow.

"What's wrong with you? Is there anything wrong with this cloth bag?" Qiu Xixi also realized that something was wrong, put down the oil cake that he had only bitten into, and hurriedly asked.

After a long silence, Qiu Yeyu's mind was already confused, and suspicious pictures appeared in his mind. The scene when Qiong Xiang handed over the pouch to herself, as well as the qiē that happened during the ride on the Heavenly Moon Holy Ship, all floated through her mind. An even more terrible thought came to mind.

He silently picked up the blue cloth bag and looked at it in the palm of his hand for a long time, as if he didn't know the words of hatred.

Seeing Qiu Yeyu's sudden silence, looking at his uncertain expression, Qiu Xixi couldn't help but worry. During this time, even when he was in danger, Qiu Yeyu had never been so flustered, and even he was a little cynical before, but now it was like the end of the world, and there were even two lines of tears on his handsome face. The heart-wrenching grief can be imagined.

Qiu Xixi gently took Qiu Yeyu's wrist and silently felt his grief. Only then did she never say a word again. just silently waited by the side of his dearest person, sharing the pain with him at this time.

After a long silence, Qiu Yeyu's tears were still flowing, and he gently poked his wrist into the pouch.

After a while, a palm-sized seventeen-story pagoda appeared in front of him, and his eyes narrowed. There was a buzz in his mind, and he passed out.

Qiu Xixi was taken aback and hurriedly stretched out his hand to support Qiu Yeyu, and said urgently: "Hey, are you okay? Wake up!"

However, Qiu Yeyu no longer knows who is there, and where can he still hear the slightest sound.

The hatred is even more anxious. She hurriedly took out the sheepskin water bag that she had put aside, and poured a little water into Qiu Yeyu's mouth, and the feeling of surprise and worry was no longer hidden.

In fact, when she woke up last night and found Qiu Yeyu's actions to protect herself from the cold, Qiu Xixi had basically accepted Qiu Yeyu's brother, and now that her loved ones suddenly fainted, her nervousness can be imagined.

Qiu Xixi hurriedly took off the white coat he was wearing and put it on for Qiu Yeyu, stretched out his hand to probe Qiu Yeyu's snort, and found that it was okay, so he relaxed a little.

After a bit of scrambling, Qiu Xixi also began to realize something, and her eyes turned to the small bag that Qiu Yeyu took out and the small tower that she took out of the small pouch, but when she found the amazing spiritual power fluctuations on the small tower, the surprise was even deeper.

Qiu Xixi took the small tower from Qiu Yeyu's hand, and after looking at it for a while, he exclaimed: "Could it be that this is the 'Seventeen Hidden Dragon Tower......'? Did something happen to him?"

Qiu Xixi's thoughts were chaotic, but after all, he still thought about things roughly, and couldn't help but start worrying about Qiu Yeyu. Looking at Qiu Yeyu's appearance, it seemed that she had just learned about it, and this situation really made her helpless, but she was still secretly thinking about how to comfort Qiu Yeyu after she woke up.

After waiting for a long time, suddenly a spitting sound spread, and Qiu Yeyu, who was in a coma, suddenly woke up, and a mouthful of blood splattered out. And he himself couldn't stop coughing, looking like he was in a hurry.

Seeing that something was wrong, Qiu Xixi hurriedly stretched out his hand and patted Qiu Yeyu's chest for a while, and said eagerly: "Yeyu, hold on!"

Qiu Yeyu saw Qiu Xixi's immature and worried face in a hazy way, and said bitterly in his heart: "My master is dead, my master is dead!"

A line of tears fell straight down, this is also the scene when Qiu Xixi saw Qiu Yeyu crying twice in a day, but she didn't know how to comfort him, just hugged his weak and screaming body, silently waiting for his feelings to calm down.

About half an hour passed, and Qiu Yeyu slowly walked out of his grief, the corners of his mouth were still bloody, and he gently pushed Qiu Xixi, and said weakly: "Xixi, I'm fine!"

Hearing this, Qiu Xixi gently let go of Qiu Yeyu, looked at Qiu Yeyu with a glittering light in her beautiful eyes for a while, and took out a white handkerchief from her arms to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth.

After a while, she handed the small tower back to Qiu Yeyu, and said with concern: "I've seen it, this small tower doesn't prove anything, don't worry too much! Or it's just a misunderstanding!" (To be continued......)