Brother Xie, he is too popular. What should I do?

Hua Qinglian opened her eyes.

I saw that Venerable Zhiwu had blood on one hand and something in his palm.

Hua Xuanxiao had already fallen to the ground with his head on the ground, and his cultivation was actually changing, with a tendency to regress.

"Is this... a demon soul seed?"

Hua Qinglian didn't know what this was, but Sang Qing, who had experienced the Spider Lady incident, knew a little about it. Venerable Youyue told her a little about it.

Feng Wei, with whom she had once been in a team, was the one who was given this thing.

People who are infected with the demon soul seed will be controlled by others without knowing it.

The Tianjian Sect still doesn't understand where this thing came from, and can only guess that it was probably made in the abyss.

Many elite disciples followed the line of Spider Lady to investigate.

Sang Qing was ordered by Venerable Youyue to stay in the sect just in case.

I didn't expect to see this here again today.

And the one who was infected with the evil soul seed was actually the head of the Hua family.

His cultivation level should be at least in the late Nascent Soul stage, so how could he be planted with a demon soul seed without knowing it?

The expressions of the two venerables and Sect Leader Ling were somewhat solemn.

Sect Leader Ling: "Let's go to the Hua family, maybe there are some clues!"

Hua Qinglian also felt that the atmosphere was a little off, but the fact that her father was the culprit had already given her a great shock.

She gritted her teeth and decided to sacrifice her own family for the greater good.

"Master, Your Excellency, I'll lead the way, and I also know where this man's secret room is!"

She didn't even call him dad, but just called the person in front of her this person.

Before leaving, he kicked Hua Xuanxiao hard in the kidney.

Venerable Zhiwu stepped on Hua Xuanxiao's hand when he passed by.

Sect Leader Ling pretended not to see it.

Everyone moved to Hua Mansion.

Venerable Youyue picked up Xie Yunhe from the ground and followed him.

Sang Qing, who originally wanted to put Junior Brother Xie on her flying boat, hesitated to speak.

Feeling a little weird?

Master, who is your disciple?

Is Junior Brother Xie really okay, being carried like this? I saw he seemed to be bleeding again.

……

Xie Yunhe had a nightmare.

When he woke up from his dream, he saw a beautiful female cultivator in an orange Liuxian dress smiling at him.

"Are you awake?"

The female cultivator smiled and said, "The treatment was very successful!"

She took a mirror and brought it to him as if she were presenting a treasure.

The mirror reflected a cold and unparalleled beauty.

"You are already a complete girl~"

A complete girl~

Girls~

La~la~la~

Xie Yunhe opened his eyes wide in shock. He saw that the cold female cultivator in the mirror also opened her eyes wide and looked even more beautiful.

He opened his mouth slightly, and the female cultivator in the mirror also opened her mouth slightly.

The person in the mirror moves exactly like him!

The female cultivator in the mirror is him!

He turned into a girl?

It’s so exciting!

Xie Yunhe closed his eyes and fainted again.

When he woke up again vaguely, he realized that what had just happened must have been a nightmare.

The feeling now is real.

Xie Yunhe's eyelids trembled and he opened his eyes.

I stood up suddenly and took deep breaths. Oh, what a terrible nightmare!

Fortunately it was just a dream!

A familiar face came up in front of me.

Sang Qing: "Xie Junior Brother, you're awake!"

Familiar words resurfaced in my mind.

Sang Qing was very happy to see Xie Yunhe wake up.

“The treatment was successful!”

When Xie Yunhe heard this, he shuddered all over.

This sentence is more familiar!

The devilish whispers of the female cultivator in the orange Liuxian skirt seemed to still linger in my ears.

"You are already a complete girl~"

Xie Yunhe's eyes went dark.

"You have already..."

Before Sang Qing could finish his words, he saw Junior Brother Xie, who had just woken up in a sweat, close his eyes again and fall straight back into the quilt.

"Thank you, Junior Brother! Thank you, Junior Brother! What's wrong with you?"

Sang Qing was horrified and shook the limp Xie Yunhe a few more times.

She was a little confused.

As soon as she saw Junior Brother Xie's eyelids trembling wildly, she knew that Junior Brother Xie was about to wake up.

When I came closer, I saw that Junior Brother Xie had indeed woken up. It looked like he had just had a nightmare?

But she had just said two sentences, why did Junior Brother Xie faint again?

But hasn’t Venerable Zhiwu already controlled Junior Brother Xie’s injuries?

Logically speaking, he should be able to wake up now, right?

Hua Qinglian saw this scene and walked over.

"He's definitely still a little weak! Pinch his philtrum! Master said that the damaged meridians in his body need his own conscious cultivation to heal quickly!"

Sang Qing nodded and pinched Xie Yunhe's philtrum.

Xie Yunhe was woken up by a strong pinch.

This time I saw two people, Sang Qing and Hua Qinglian.

They both said in unison.

"Xie Junior Brother, are you awake?"

The familiar words cast a shadow over Xie Yunhe's heart.

Hua Qinglian: "The treatment was very successful!"

Xie Yunhe's eyes were numb. Did someone else talk to him?

This is indeed a nightmare!

"You're almost healed!"

"Master said that your injuries are under control and the bleeding has stopped. The external injuries will heal with care. Your internal injuries will require you to consciously use medicinal pills during your training to repair them."

Hua Qinglian patiently explained to Xie Yunhe.

Hmm? The content of the conversation seems a little different.

Xie Yunhe looked at her carefully again, and when he raised his hand, he saw the bandaged hand.

Only then did he realize that he was no longer in a nightmare.

Xie Yunhe quickly scanned his entire body with his spiritual sense and breathed a sigh of relief, finding that no parts were missing.

Just ...

Xie Yunhe stood up with difficulty, and even controlled a sword to fly over without any instruction to support his back.

This sword is the Linghe Sword that I got in the small secret realm before.

Ah, he learned to control the sword with spiritual energy?

Unlike the unified flight control of flying with a sword, only sword practitioners who can freely control the sword can carry out ultra-long-range attacks.

This is also a science, much more difficult than flying with a sword.

He seemed to have learned it when he broke out to kill monsters before?

Now I feel that using the sword is as easy as using my own arm.

Xie Yunhe didn't understand why, but this was a good thing.

The Linghe Sword propped him up. Xie Yunhe struggled to sit up, only to find that this was not his illusion.

He always felt as if he was tied up by something and couldn't move freely.

He found that his entire body was wrapped in white bandage-like strips of cloth.

Only the head part is exposed.

The whole person looks like a mummy.

The clothes she was wearing had been changed into a new one, no longer the blood-stained flowery dress.

Xie Yunhe looked down and saw a set of luxurious yet simple men's clothing that looked of good quality.

Men's!

He finally wore men's clothes again!

Xie Yunhe had never felt so safe!

It feels warm and reassuring.

Hua Qinglian saw Xie Yunhe looking at his clothes and thought he was worried that the fact that he was wearing women's clothing would be exposed, so she explained.

"Don't worry, the clothes you're wearing were changed for you by my master's wooden puppet. I don't have any men's clothes here, so I found a servant's work clothes to change you into. Don't be disgusted."

"As for the white cloth wrapped around you, it's a magical artifact of my master. It can speed up the healing of wounds. It's best for you to keep it wrapped around your body for the next few days."

Xie Yunhe paused while happily examining the clothes.

The smile faded.

Oh, it turns out to be the servant’s work clothes.

Is your family that rich? Do your servants dress so well?