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Ning Xiaoxiu opened his eyes.

It's windy, it's cool.

There are birds chirping, sounds crisp, imagining a quiet dark green tree shadow, or flowers.

Roof, bed.

He got up, and when he only raised his head, the pain in his abdomen was intense, and the pain was like a beast, swallowing all his strength, and he lay down, panting and sweating profusely.

Am I crippled? Why can't I feel the sensation of my body?

He was startled, and moved his legs and arms in his consciousness, as if he didn't react, and wanted to lift the quilt, but his limbs didn't obey him.

What's wrong with me?

Immediately, he couldn't seem to remember anything.

A thin stream of spiritual power in the abdomen slowly operated, bringing warmth, serenity, and a feeling of recovery, and gradually, the whole body felt better.

Spiritual ...... Resist...... Heavenly Thunder, Crossing the Tribulation, Ascension, Murder ......

Everything was recalled in an instant, and Ning Xiaoxiu felt that he had finally found himself. The moment when it was completely blank just now was too scary.

"Wake up, aha, are you awake......" Chen Zhiyi's voice flew out from near to far, "Xiao Xiu is awake, Uncle Mu, he's awake!"

Who is Master Mu? Ning Xiaoxiu was stunned for a moment.

A familiar figure appeared next to the bed.

When Ning Xiaoxiu saw him clearly, the strong wind he brought up when he flew over slowly drifted by.

"Master?!"

Ning Xiaoxiu was pleasantly surprised, but the voice he heard shouting out was as sharp as a blunt object.

Mu Yishan endured the excitement and checked him up and down, then he breathed a sigh of relief and looked at him: "I survived." Then his beard trembled slightly, he let out a sigh of relief, and said domineeringly: "My disciple of Mu Yishan, no one wants to take him away, God can't do it!"

"Master......"

Ning Xiaoxiu was grateful in his heart, and he stopped for a while.

"Needless to say, recuperate with peace of mind, with me I will definitely make you recover as before. ”

Mu Yishan took out the pill, and Chen Zhiyi, who was waiting on the side, brought water early, fed Ning Xiaoxiu to take it, and let him lie down.

"You rest first, I'll go and dispense medicine. ”

Something was flowing in Mu Yishan's eyes, he got up and left, forgetting that there was a wooden couch next to the bed for shoes, and suddenly stepped on the air and went out.

Watching the master leave, Ning Xiaoxiu could see that he cared, in the past, even if he was seriously injured, he would only glance at it, and at most give him a pill to cure him. And just now he was so excited that he almost stumbled over the wooden couch next to the bed......

"Don't worry, brother, I can't help with the medicine, but it's more than enough to serve you, what do you want to tell me, drink water, eat some fruit?"

Chen Zhiyi sat on the edge of the bed, smacked his lips and shook his head: "You are really a cow, brother, crossing the tribulation realm, tsk, I may not be able to cultivate in my life, let alone crossing the tribulation, I have never seen it......"

Ning Xiaoxiu's gaze moved down and saw his right arm wrapped around the cloth belt. The thunder fell, and the image of him struggling to save him as he ran away flashed through his mind.

"Thank you......"

His voice was choppy, but heartfelt with thanks.

"Stop talking, listen to me, it's like sharpening a knife......"

Chen Zhiyi laughed and raised his bandaged arm: "With this injury, it can be regarded as my contribution to the friendship between Yang Academy and Lingxiao Pavilion, and I also enjoy the same treatment as you, so I can rest and eat and drink nutritious and delicious every day, this is not a loss, I have eaten all the delicious food that I have not eaten in my life in the past few days, haha!"

Ning Xiaoxiu also smiled and looked at him.

This friend is used to being bullied by others, although he is a little bad, but the bad is passive, he has been bullied, how can he live if he is not bad? I believe that there are many shining places in him, far more than sacrificing his life to save others.

"I don't know, your master, that is, Uncle Mu, is amazing, let me tell you, you haven't seen the scene at that time......"

Chen Zhiyi simply stood up excitedly, dancing: "At that time, you failed to cross the catastrophe and were brought back, your senior sister wanted to report to Yang Academy, but Uncle Ji didn't let you, your senior sister broke through the barrier and sent flying pigeons to Yang Academy." ”

He lowered his voice and said: "Do you know, the flying pigeon sent at noon, four hours later, your master will fall from the sky, carrying a golden pen and a fierce robe, like a god descending from the earth, without saying a word, he will go straight in, and the person who stands in the way will fall in front of him!"

Ning Xiaoxiu's mind saw the picture of the master's eager gaze, waving a golden pen to search for him, and he was immediately grateful in his heart, and tears appeared in his eyes.

Senior Brother Lin led people to stop the theory, and was slapped down by Mu Shibo's palm, Ji Shibo came out to appease, Mu Shibo took the façade directly, and fought for a round, Mu Shibo's golden pen was turned around, and more than 30 disciples in the courtyard at that time were all caught in a painting illusion and could not stand out...... Tsk, really...... If I can have such a magic cultivation, it will be worth dying!"

Chen Zhiyi sighed with emotion, his eyes were shining with longing and self-deprecation, and his expression was declining.

"Are you hurt?" asked Ning Xiaoxiu.

Chen Zhiyi's face was full of passion just now, and he said excitedly: "Are you asking me if Master Mu hurt people, right? No, don't you look at Master Mu with the domineering spirit of killing all sides at that time, but no one was injured, and Uncle Ji Tianlei was also a trick to learn from, and later, Uncle Mu stayed to take care of you, according to Uncle Ji's wishes, I also stained it, followed over to take care of you, and also lived in this mansion that only the hall master elder level can live in!"

Ning Xiaoxiu reacted at this time, it turned out that he was still in Lingxiao Pavilion.

"I'm thirsty myself, do you want to drink it?"

Chen Zhiyi saw him shaking his head, and walked to the table with a smile to drink water.

Two people came in at the door, a man and a woman.

"Senior Brother Ji, Senior Sister Xiang!"

Chen Zhiyi almost choked, touched his mouth and hurriedly came up to introduce Ning Xiaoxiu: "Xiaoxiu, this is ......"

"Put things away. ”

The man who came in looked at him and said that there was a gift box on the table that he had brought with him when he had just come in.

The glint in Chen Zhiyi's eyes was extinguished, "Yes." He turned and stepped aside.

Ning Xiaoxiu saw a man and a woman who came to the bedside, the man was handsome, with a dashing eyebrow, and the woman was bright, with a pair of big eyes with concern.

The man smiled slightly: "Senior Brother Ning is frightened, I am Ji Junde, and this is Senior Sister Xiang Ziyan." ”

"Senior Brother Ning, are you getting better?" asked Xiang Ziyan with concern.

"Senior Brother Ji, Senior Sister Xiang, Shu Ning Xiaoxiu is rude......"

Ning Xiaoxiu saved up a lot of energy before he finished saying this, and he was already out of breath.

"Senior Brother Ning doesn't have to see outside," Ji Junde was gentle and humble, "It's our responsibility to be injured in Lingxiao Pavilion, and we will definitely heal you." In addition, the previous suspicion of you was also wrong for us, I will make amends to you on behalf of Ling Xiao Pavilion, and when you are healed, I will solemnly come to the door to ask for guilt...... Don't move, rest assured. If you need anything, just ask Senior Brother Chen for it...... Senior Brother Ning is weak, so we won't bother and come to visit when we are better. ”

Xiang Ziyan took out a porcelain bottle and put it next to the bed, and said, "This is an external application for blood circulation and muscle protection, I hope it can be useful to you." Don't worry, junior brother, heal slowly, and you will get better. ”

With an encouraging smile in his eyes, Xiang Ziyan and Ji Junde left.

Chen Zhiyi sent them back, his face was a little unhappy, he sat on the edge of the bed and said: "Ji Junde is the son of Ji Tianlei, and Xiang Ziyan is the daughter of the pavilion master Xiang Junyan. ”

Ning Xiaoxiu nodded and asked, "The murderer was caught?"

"Catch, don't mention it, two more people died!"

Chen Zhiyi shook his head angrily: "I don't know if it's a ghost or a human, the two disciples who died were still killed with a knife." You're unconscious in bed, and of course you didn't do it. But guess what, the two disciples who died were one of the disciples who took you to the Eight Separate Pagodas that day!"