The Years of Being the Male Lead Bai Yueguang

In the end, Yan Song didn't pass out for a whole day and night. In the early morning of the next day, he was pulled back by Gu Xingzhi with various rare elixir.

The damage to his dantian is irreversible, and he can only rely on a long period of recuperation to recover. It is okay to continue to practice, but it is much more difficult.

As soon as Yan Song woke up, 567 told him all the facts.

Yan Song smiled wryly, but his heart was warm.

Even if the toxicity is suppressed by the panacea now, he will have to endure double the pain when the attack occurs in the second half of the month.

Gu Xingzhi was wearing a light green gown, and he took his pulse. His eyes were focused on the black line on his wrist. When he saw that he was awake, he narrowed his eyes and asked, "Is there any discomfort?"

Yan Song shook his head lightly.

Gu Xingzhi said again: "Then the poison on your body..."

"Master, don't worry, I'm fine."

Gu Xingzhi didn't force it, he withdrew his hand lightly, and said slowly: "Do you know that the poison on your body is unique to the Demon Realm?"

"I know."

"Then do you know that half of Cheng Mou's blood is from the demon race?"

Yan Song lowered his eyes and didn't speak.

Gu Xingzhi started to pack the medicine box, wiped off the blood on the silver needle, was silent for a moment, and said, "You already knew about it."

Yan Song still hangs his head and doesn't say a word.

"Presumably the senior brother in charge has also taught you that if you see a demon, you will be killed without hesitation, so..." Gu Xingzhi raised his eyes, and his brown eyes stared at Yan Song's eyes that he never dared to raise, "If he didn't do it on his own How long do you want to hide it for him to release the devilish energy and disturb the peace of the whole sect?"

Yan Song suddenly smiled lowly, but before the smile spread to the corners of his lips, he raised his head and stared at Gu Xingzhi.

"Uncle, what does it matter to me whether he is alive or dead? Why should I hide it for him?"

Gu Xingzhi stared at him for a long time, neither of them backed down.

Finally, Gu Xingzhi seemed to give up something, staggered his eyes, and said: "I wrote the medicine post and put it in Liujiang. Just ask him to go to my place to grab the medicine every day. The Guiling Pill on the table is taken every day." Three times, guarantee your cultivation."

Yan Song glanced at the little white porcelain vase, and said, "Thank you, Uncle."

Gu Xingzhi glanced at him: "When the toxicity occurs in half a month, come to Wuya Peak to find me."

After speaking, he pushed the door open to go out, but he saw Liujiang Mochizuki who had obviously been eavesdropping outside the door for a long time.

Seeing that Gu Xingzhi came out, the two children did not hide, their eyes showed sadness, even if they were caught, they didn't feel too disturbed, their mouths were clenched tightly, and the eyes they looked at Gu Xingzhi were all sincere, yes I really hope that Gu Xingzhi can cure their elder brother.

Gu Xingzhi only met their eyes for a moment, paused in his footsteps, and then did not stop, carrying the medicine box on his back, and slowly walked out of Lingduan Peak.

Yan Song took the time to complain to 567: "This Gu Xingzhi is powerful enough, no matter how you look at it."

567 Otherwise, he is also your uncle at any rate. Those hundreds of years of living longer than you are not in vain.

Seeing Gu Xingzhi leave, Liujiang Wangyue glanced at each other and walked in cautiously.

They heard the conversation between Yan Song and Gu Xingzhi just now, and they may have figured out something.

Yan Song's head hurt when he saw the two children, he asked weakly: "Didn't I say that no one is allowed in—"

"Eldest brother!" Seeing that Yan Song was about to get angry, Mochizuki immediately brought a cup of tea and shouted, "Eldest brother, don't be angry, drink some water, it's mainly because of Senior Brother Shu...he sees that your natal lamp is about to go out, so he just Don't give up, we don't dare to disobey..."

Mochizuki lifted Yan Song up, tucked him with a pillow and tucked in the quilt, and patted his back for comfort: "Eldest Brother, everyone is doing it for your own good, and...Eldest Brother, you... have long known that Second Senior Brother is ...has a magic vein?"

Yan Song was so smooth-haired by Wangyue, he didn't have any temper at all, but he still had to endure it, maintaining his aloof and unshakable attitude, and said: "What does it have to do with you?"

Mochizuki immediately beat Yan Song's shoulders and legs, and muttered, "I and Liujiang are worried about you, senior brother..."

Yan Song's heart almost softened into a puddle of water, and on the surface he was impatient: "You guys go out, let me have a good rest."

After getting the order, the two of them couldn't stay any longer, so they had to take a last look at Yan Song with worried faces, answered, and then opened the door and went out.

Yan Song's ears finally got quiet, he took a sip of calming tea, and then fell into a deep sleep.

Somehow, after the poisoning hurt his dantian again, he became afraid of the cold and drowsy.Half asleep and half awake, he wondered in a daze whether he would freeze himself to death if he used the ice spell one day.

Three days later, Si Guotang.

The four elders and the three peak masters were all present, and Shen Jianzhi was still in seclusion. Yan Song would temporarily take over his seat, and he would also convey the final result to Shen Jianzhi.

In the middle of the circular hall, Cheng Mou was chained hands and feet by Xuan Tie, and was closely guarded by two disciples of Wanren Peak who were at the peak of Tianqi. With so many people watching him, it was impossible to escape.

Elder Xi Xi had the deepest impression on Cheng Mou, and when he questioned him, he was also the most distressed: "Cheng Mou, do you know your mistake?"

Cheng Mou didn't admit it: "What's wrong with me?"

When he said this, his eyes were firmly locked on Yan Song who was in a high position far away.

Yan Song seemed to have lost some weight, his neck and wrists were covered with a thick layer of bandages, his face was a little paler, and he was wearing a snow-white spirit sable cloak. He was already white, and this made him even more beautiful. The frost was like snow, so transparent that it seemed to melt in the warm sun on the mountain peaks.

Seeing that Yan Song is still alive, Cheng Mou's disturbed heart calms down a little.

Elder Beixi lost his temper: "What's wrong with you, what's wrong with you? You still don't know? As a demon, you are wrong!"

As soon as this statement came out, the whole hall was in an uproar.

Many people still don't know that he is a demon. The words of Elder Beixi really woke up the crowd from their confusion.

Cheng Mou smiled evilly: "Is it wrong for me to be a demon? If I could choose my origin, I would choose to become a demon? Even if I can't be extremely talented and practice the road of cultivating immortals, then I will choose a rich family. I grew up in the brocade bushes since I was a child, some people cherish and some people love..."

Suddenly there was a bang, Yan Song slammed the teacup down on the table, raised his eyes, and the eyes as dark as an abyss were projected directly on Cheng Mou's body.

"It's useless to talk too much, since you are a demon, this is the original sin."

Cheng Mou smiled suddenly: "I am the original sin for the demons? On the other hand, in the past thousand years, Zhongsi has strangled the demons if not millions, if not hundreds of thousands. Then do I want to say that you care about human lives and do evil?"

"Presumptuous!" The teacher's elder's voice was like a bell, holding the blood-red heavenly book order in his hand, and the word "kill" was so red and black that it was shocking.

"Cheng Mou is a traitor. He has been hiding in the sect for many years. He recognizes the thief as his father. He has bad intentions and doesn't know how to repent! Now I'm admonishing this thief to be executed, so as to scare the demons in the world!"

Everyone responded one after another, and the Siguo hall suddenly became noisy. Cheng Mou kept the corners of his mouth curled up, his eyes slightly narrowed, watching the scene as if he was watching a play.

"Ding, the hero's blackening value is +5, reward points are 6000, and the current balance is [-], please continue to work hard, the host."

Yan Song was barely distracted: "Don't I still owe an astronomical amount of debt?"

567: "Aren't I afraid of frightening your little heart if I say it... Then listen to me if I say it? It's already six figures..."

"No! Please don't say it!" Yan Song felt his heartbeat was on the verge of falling ill.

Suddenly, a cold voice cut through the continuous messy net like a blade: "Wait a minute."

Everyone stopped and turned to look at the speaker.

Yan Song wrapped his cloak tightly, and said slowly: "Although this thief Cheng Mou is a demon, he still has half human blood in his body, and he has not done anything that violates ethics. Based on my stupidity, I can keep him." One life."

Shu Ci sat a little further back, he frowned, stretched his neck and looked forward.Now Yuanzong of the whole Qing Dynasty can't wait to get rid of Cheng Mou quickly, but at this moment, Yan Song just turned the other way.

Can't understand, can't understand.

Yan Song calmed down, cast his eyes lazily on Cheng Mou, and said, "Death is inevitable, but life is inevitable."

Elder Xixi blew his beard and stared: "As a demon, he has bad intentions, what are you doing with his life?"

Yan Songdao: "He didn't hurt anyone's life, and he didn't plunder money, and he was attacking demons. If we kill his life indiscriminately, then as he said, what is the essential difference between us and the demons?"

Elder Xi Xi's face was quite ugly: "Then according to what you said, how should we deal with it?"

Yan Song's lips parted slightly: "Expulsion."

At this moment, he was playing with the word "Zhu" in Tianshuling, his slender fingers were as white as jade, which caught people's eyes.

Cheng Mou was slightly stunned, he was detained in the center of the square, he raised his head to look for Yan Song, the glaring sunlight shrouded him, he couldn't open his eyes, and he narrowed his eyes reluctantly to look at Yan Song.

He originally thought that Yan Song would take his life. At that time, in order to save his life, he would be able to justifiably break through the confinement and release the boundless devilish energy, just leaving the sect with the crime of disrespect.

But what surprised him was Yan Song's attitude, which disrupted all his plans.

The cold word "expulsion" hit his head and face, but he seemed to let go of something suddenly in his heart, and he relaxed a lot, so he opened his lips and said, "Expulsion, have you asked me about it?"

Elder Xi Xi blew his beard and stared: "Why do we ask your opinion? How will your opinion affect us? Then if we decide to kill you, don't we want to ask you if you want to die?"

Everyone suffocated their laughter, but Elder Xi Xi had a serious face, and his smile was extremely loud.

Yan Song's smile was completely different from Elder Xixi's. He lowered his head, his shoulders trembled, and he couldn't bear it.

Shu Ci didn't know that Yan Song was holding back his laughter. Seeing Yan Song buried his head and trembling all over, he thought it was a toxic attack, and the pain was unbearable. When Song looked up at him, a smile just formed on his face, then, facing the bright sun, he smiled brightly at Shu Ci, and laughed out loud by the way.

Shu Ci was dumbfounded.

Everyone who saw Yan Song's smile was also dumbfounded.

Cheng Mou was stunned, completely missing the best opportunity to release his demon energy and escape from the sect.

As the sun fell, I saw the beauty's eyebrows and phoenix eyes bent into a line, as if the frost melted and everything was born.

Cheng Mou was stunned for a moment, and after burning that image deeply into his mind, he suppressed the impulse in his heart, raised his breath and gritted his teeth, the devilish energy shot up into the sky in an instant!

Elder Xi Xi's eyes were tearing apart, and he quickly yelled at the two Tianqi disciples: "Stop him!"

Cheng Mou has a hook at the corner of his mouth: "Dream."

In an instant, Cheng Mou exploded, and the Chi Yuan Sword pierced down from the distant sky, scorching down with thousands of hectares of heavenly fire, and layers of heat waves rolled out with compelling devilish energy, centered on Cheng Mou, and came out layer by layer , Immediately the two Apocalypse disciples rushed to the sky.

The chains that bound him were about to shatter under the corrosion of the boundless demonic energy. Upon seeing this, Elder Beixi rushed down from his seat, raising his sword to stop him.

Cheng Mou didn't want to get entangled, he raised his palm, and a black vortex of devilish energy appeared out of nowhere in the middle of his palm.

The whole Siguo hall was in chaos, and everyone issued spiritual power formulas to try to stop Cheng Mou from escaping, but Cheng Mou was not afraid at all, and easily resolved all the moves, and even attracted those fierce moves to hit the iron chain, helping He was a big help.

Elder Xishi tried his best to maintain order: "Don't attack him! Form an formation, form a trapped formation!"

As soon as the words came out, it was too late, and the black iron chains shattered into pieces.

Cheng Mou regained his freedom, flew into the air amidst the exclamation of the crowd, held the Chiyuan long sword obliquely in his hand, and pointed the sword point directly at Yan Song's throat.

Suddenly, an ice-blue mysterious formation appeared out of thin air above the sky, and the complicated mantras were chanted from Yan Song's mouth, and suddenly a huge plate suddenly pressed down on Cheng Mou!

Cheng Mou's complexion changed slightly, and the dark devilish energy condensed into a sharp spear, which directly hit the center of the formation.

Yan Song's lips lost all blood, and at the critical moment, the wound on his dantian began to ache faintly, and his spiritual power could no longer flow freely.

Shu Ci was the closest to Yan Song, he could see Yan Song's state at the moment, and wanted to help him pass some spiritual energy, but before he could do anything, he felt a monstrous killing intent.

The exhausted spiritual power could not suppress Cheng Mou, and Chi Yuan's sword was cold and ruthless, piercing Yan Song's throat.

Shu Ci raised the sword quickly, his body and brain reacted, but because the epee was not as agile as Chi Yuan, he was a step late and failed to stop it.

"Cheng Mou, what do you want to do, he is your senior brother!"

The sleepy formation collapsed, Yan Song's figure shook for a while, his face was pale, and cold sweat gradually oozes from the forehead, Shu Ci supported Yan Song, gritted his teeth, and glared at Cheng Mou angrily.

Cheng Mou raised his eyebrows: "Yes, he is my senior brother." The long sword in his hand was very steady, and he pointed at Yan Song's throat.

Yan Song watched with cold eyes, neither fear nor surprise, just looked at indifferently, seeing nothing in his eyes.Numerous traps formed one after another, big ones and small ones, exploding around Cheng Mou's body like fireworks.

Seeing this, Gu Xingzhi secretly thought it was not good.

Being watched by such gazes, Cheng Mou felt his heart go cold for a moment, and Chi Yuan couldn't help but send him forward.

Blood seeped from inside the bandage.

Yan Song still didn't move, and after a long while, he said: "You'd better kill me today, otherwise, you will regret it one day."

Cheng Mou sneered: "It's right for me to tell you that."

Many traps pressed down together, colorful, but they couldn't help Cheng Mou at all, but they had an impact on Yan Song near Cheng Mou.Ban Yueqian in Yan Song's body felt such majestic spiritual power and devilish energy that he was forced to attack early.

Cheng Mou felt the absolute spiritual power in Yan Song's body, snorted, and the devilish energy rolled up, dispelling the trapped formation. At the same time, boundless devilish energy circled down from the sky, and the two phases met, forming a It took the shape of a giant bird, and it flew away with Cheng Mouyuan.

"Then next time we meet, let's see who regrets it."