Demon Venerable Dao Companion will never break off the marriage

Xia Zijiao hadn't woken up yet, but felt that there was darkness in front of him, and his whole body was in pain inch by inch, and he vaguely heard the sound of jade objects colliding beside him, a clear and subtle sound.

Immediately, there was a chill between his brows, and he felt a wave of spiritual energy falling in the Zifu, and the world in front of him gradually brightened up. When he opened his eyes, he saw A Xiao's relieved face in the crack of his sight.

He opened his mouth, feeling his throat was a little sore, and he was so angry: "Yin... Where is Xuansheng?"

Xia Zijiao didn't see any traces on A Xiao's face, thinking that Yin Xuansheng should not have revealed his identity, he was greatly relieved, and then heard the sound of footsteps on the side, subtle and steady.

A Xiao glanced at it, then honestly stepped aside, and Yin Xuansheng appeared in Xia Zijiao's sight.

He was still wearing the dark black clothes, standing sideways like a sharp blade, and even every footstep carried a repeated cold pattern. When he came to the bed, he still had the same cold face, just staring at him. In his eyes, there was a ray of blackness in the cold and firm eyes.

Xia Zijiao struggled to sit up, and helped him up with both hands. His slender fingers supported the young man's weak waist. Yin Xuansheng sat down on the side of the bed and looked at the young man's pale face. Even more fragile like thin porcelain enamel, Yin Xuansheng's strength to support him also slowed down a bit: "Your spiritual veins are damaged, take a good rest."

Xia Zijiao was half leaning in Yin Xuansheng's arms. He originally wanted to sit up and lean on the back of the bed, but the pain in his spiritual veins was hard to ignore. The weight was placed on Yin Xuansheng's hands, but luckily he had no intention of pulling his hands away, so he let him lean on silently.

"What's wrong with me?" Xia Zijiao opened his mouth, his eyes widened even though he was weak, because he was really shocked, didn't he just take the opportunity to faint, how could he wake up with pain all over his veins, this Not a good sign.

He blinked his eyes in a panic, turned his head to look at A Xiao, A Xiao was turning his head to look out of the window, although the window hinge was not open, but he didn't want to lament his young master's emotional world at all.

Xia Zijiao could only turn his head to look at Yin Xuansheng, blinked his eyes again, and was embarrassed to ask.

Yin Xuansheng put his arms around the young man, the young man's weight fell on his hands only a little bit lightly, and the moment the young man blinked was also lightly, but the shadow of the fluttering eyelashes fell on the fragile lower eyelids, but it was so heavy.

Yin Xuansheng was silent for a moment, then said: "You will be fine."

There is no comforting meaning in these words, it is an indifferent and loud promise.

If he wants him to be fine, then no one can stop him.

"Is your illness inherited from your family?" Yin Xuansheng asked softly.

Before Xia Zijiao woke up, he had already checked Xia Zijiao's spiritual veins. His natural spiritual veins were weak. If other people's spiritual veins were bamboos or big trees, then Xia Zijiao's spiritual veins were probably tough willows or flying catkins. , thin to the extreme, such a strange spiritual vein is usually brought from the parents or from the womb.

"My parents are not like this, but I was born like this." His mother is beautiful and powerful, only a little weaker than his father in cultivation, and he is also a person who can be named in the Six Realms, but he has been born with congenital deficiencies, no matter what. No matter how many spiritual herbs and medicines, they failed to cultivate his foundation.

"My father said that the Taiyi Immortal Mansion has a way to cure my illness. It's just that I have fallen behind in my practice. After I am cured, I will be fine if I practice hard." Although he said this, Xia Zijiao still felt something was wrong, and his spiritual power was fading away. A ray of blood was penetrated into the veins, and before it went deep, I felt a wave of demonic and evil energy entangled in it. The two forces sensed that the spiritual consciousness was approaching, and immediately entangled.

Before Xia Zijiao could react in the future, a cold spiritual force had already been suppressed. Yin Xuansheng had already slowed down his own spiritual power as much as possible, sent it into the young man's spiritual vein, and stripped the ray of consciousness along the spiritual vein. Take it out.

Seeing the boy's recalcitrant and uneasy appearance, Yin Xuansheng could only say: "The devilish and evil spirits have hurt your spirit veins, so it's easy to remove them, but your spirit veins are too weak, and the devilish qi is entangled in them, so pulling them out is too risky, so you can only do it." That's all for now."

Xia Zijiao understood.

He was seriously injured.

Aware of this serious problem, the young man drooped his brows and eyes, feeling that life is barren, and he is so weak that he is afraid of hurting his foundation even if he pulls out a little magic energy. Can he wait until he goes to the Taiyi Immortal Mansion for treatment?

I'm afraid he will die within two days.

"It will be fine." Yin Xuansheng repeated again, he is not good at comforting people, not to mention the person in his arms is like a piece of fragile glass that could be broken at any time, he never pitied such people and things, but now there is a trace of not knowing how to do it I don't understand how to take good care of him.

A Xiao turned around and held up the medicine bowl. Seeing that Yin Xuansheng was still hugging his young master on the edge of the bed, he couldn't rely on him, so he reached out and held the medicine bowl in front of Yin Xuansheng: "Mr. Yin, the young master should take medicine .”

When Xia Zijiao heard that he was going to take medicine, his face wrinkled, and he shrank a little bit of resistance. You must know that the medicine for curing spiritual veins is a hot medicine made by gathering all kinds of spirit beasts, bones and bones from heaven, material and earth treasures, and the taste is also unpalatable. It's quite complicated.

The resistance of the boy in his arms was naturally conveyed to Yin Xuansheng's perception. He looked at the medicine bowl handed over by A Xiao, with a porcelain white spoon leaning against the edge of the bowl, and frowned. The smell was indeed unpleasant.

The boy is a person who loves sweet cakes even for his daily meals. It is hard to imagine that he can swallow such a taste.

A small plate of candied fruit was placed next to the medicine, and the shiny small fruits were piled up on a plate. Yin Xuansheng thought for a while, and took a candied fruit and handed it to the young man's lips.

Xia Zijiao closed his eyes and was extremely resistant. You must know that he rarely drank this soup. It can be seen that he was seriously injured. Even this fatal prescription was used. He was feeling uncomfortable, and he smelled a sour-sweet smell on the tip of his nose. With the taste, something soft came between his lips.

Opening his mouth subconsciously, the tip of his tongue tasted a strong sweetness with a slight sour taste.

It is candied fruit.

Xia Zijiao opened his eyes, met Yin Xuansheng's downcast and extremely focused gaze, and was taken aback for a moment.

Yin Xuansheng withdrew his hand, covering the soft touch of the boy's lips with his fingertips, and picked up the medicine bowl.

"Close your eyes."

It is impossible for Xia Zijiao not to drink it, because this medicine is really expensive, to the extent that even a young gentleman like him thinks it is expensive. Many of the treasures are hard to come by now, and his father will send people out every year. Collect these things, but not every year can be harvested.

The medicine bowl was brought to his mouth, he swallowed it resignedly, and swallowed it with a bit of sweetness on the tip of his tongue. After drinking it, he took a deep breath, and stuffed a new candied fruit into his mouth again, holding it down. That bitter taste.

The young man's lips were stained with concoction, and they were wet. The corners of his lips were full of water. He bit the candied fruit and slowly opened his eyes, even his brows and eyes were full of bitterness.

A Xiao handed over the handkerchief, and Yin Xuansheng wiped the medicine juice from the corner of his mouth for him. Looking at the boy's slightly sweaty snow-white forehead, he could feel it in the palm of his hand through his clothes, and the boy's skin began to heat up.

Yin Xuansheng moved his hand, the palm left the boy's waist, and let the boy lean on his arm: "Is this hot medicine?"

A Xiao nodded: "The one that warms and nourishes the spirit veins will run in the spirit veins for a period of time after drinking."

"When will this medicine last?" Xia Zijiao worried: "Is there no way to directly expel the demonic energy?"

"Yes, find out the owner of the demonic energy and let him heal your wounds in person." Yin Xuansheng said this, with a chill in his tone.

Xia Zijiao was not stupid either. Hearing what he said, he naturally understood what kind of trap he had fallen into. This matter was related to Yin Chenguang, and it was the owner's intention to entangle evil energy and hide it in his veins.

The biggest trap here is that the owner of the devilish energy is required to heal his wounds willingly, otherwise Xia Zijiao's little life will have to be confessed on the spot if the other party is a little more careful.

Yin Xuansheng couldn't figure it out, so he turned around and plotted against him, causing him to be seriously injured like this.

"Are Yin Chenguang and the Great Elder still in the Immortal Mansion?" Xia Zijiao asked.

A Xiao's expression was very bad: "It's still there, I didn't startle the snake."

Shaojun's life was in the hands of those two people, how could they let them go.

Xia Zijiao twitched the corners of his mouth: "What are you trying to scare the snake, they are determined that we dare not make any moves."

A Xiao's anger surged between his brows, he wished he could kill those two people immediately, and dared to attack their young master.

The young man's hair was thin and soft, falling down on Yin Xuansheng's fingers, scratching it slightly, Yin Xuansheng raised his eyebrows, and dark clouds gathered in his eyes, but his words were much softer: "Have a good rest, today It's okay to be late."

Xia Zijiao blinked, Yin Xuansheng told him three times that he was fine, he already found a solution, right?Just can't tell him directly.

Thinking of this, Xia Zijiao heaved a sigh of relief, and gently nodded at him. The already narrow and thin cheeks were originally plump and cute, but now his face was pale, leaving only pitiful.

"By the way..." Xia Zijiao looked at A Xiao: "Is that maid all right?"

A Xiao reassured: "It's okay, she fell into a coma after repelling the evil energy, and she didn't hurt her life."

Xia Zijiao reluctantly nodded his head, his eyelashes already began to feel heavy: "You prepare some pills and send them to her, for such an innocent disaster, without the pills, the previous cultivation would be in vain."

A Xiao whispered yes.

Yin Xuansheng waited for the boy to feel drowsy from the medicine, and placed the boy on the soft bed with some unskilled movements, motioned A Xiao to take care of Xia Zijiao, and then walked out.

Although A Xiao always thought that he was just a useless person, the aura emanating from Yin Xuansheng made him feel an indescribable fear in his heart, like a person who was extremely far away from him, and the high mountain was full of chills, Thinking about the method he used to repel the demonic energy before, I admire him even when he was seriously injured and disabled.

Yin Xuansheng walked across the bridge corridor, the flowers and willows were hanging upside down all the way, and the ground was full of shadows and darkness.

Alaya didn't dare to speak for a while, hovering in the dark sea of ​​consciousness, after thinking for a while, he spat out a scarlet letter.

"My lord, tonight I will be able to turn that demon cultivator into a living corpse."

If the Lord is angry, someone has to pay the price.