The Suzerain's wife, who had been dead for ten years, was reborn

Shang Yanfu murmured in a low voice, although his eyes were looking at her, Qi Zhi knew that the other party was completely immersed in his own thoughts at the moment, and couldn't see him.

Qizhi stretched out his hand and touched the wound on Shang Yanfu's arm. On the martial arts field, that black-robed disciple hit hard. Shang Yanfu has not received any treatment until now, and the flesh of the wound has begun to turn outward.

How did you get into such a mess?

Qi Zhi sighed, she sat beside Shang Yanfu, took out the wound medicine from the Qiankun bag, applied the medicine to her, and listened to Shang Yanfu's rambling.

Once a person's spirit is greatly stimulated, he will indeed pray in such a dazed manner, looking at Shang Yanfu's painful expression, he only feels pain in his heart.

In any case, Shang Yanfu is pitiful.

Unable to love, didn't even know that his lover was dead, didn't see the other's soul until so long.

How can people not collapse?

"Miss Shang, I've taken care of all your wounds." Qi Zhi looked at Shang Yanfu who was still sitting on the ground hugging her knees, her eyebrows were drooping and her hair was messed up, and she didn't look as energetic as before.

Qi Zhi sighed, and said: "The heads of all sects and sect masters are discussing your grades, and sacrificing living souls is a forbidden technique, and your grades probably won't count."

Shang Yanfu remained motionless, her face was pale and she closed her eyes in pain.

"Miss Shang prayed that she died for you. You can't live up to her kindness." Qizhi said: "Her soul is protecting you now and will appear when you are in danger. It must be her long-cherished wish during her lifetime. You must cherish it." Own."

Shang Yanfu still looks like a dead person, and Qizhi doesn't know if she can listen to his words, maybe because he occupies the body of her beloved, so Shang Yanfu doesn't even want to look at Qizhi.

"As for my identity, I don't need to hide it from you." Qi Zhi stood up and looked at her, and said, "I'll tell you when your condition is better."

Qi Zhi looked at Shang Yanfu without saying a word, he could only sigh and leave the room.

When the door was closed, Shang Yanfu moved slightly. She staggered up from the ground while leaning on the wall. In fact, it wasn't that she couldn't hear the words of prayer, but she just didn't know how to face this matter. .

Shang Yanfu is a proud person, she is gifted and intelligent, even though Qi Zhi has been engaged to her since she was a child, Shang Yanfu has never looked at her directly.As the gap between the two got bigger and bigger, Shang Yanfu saw a wider world, and he had long forgotten the person who was still behind him.

She was fascinated by the sense of achievement of breaking through the cultivation method and becoming an immortal, and gradually made Shang Yanfu forget the promise she made back then.

Shang Yanfu is not stupid, the moment she saw Qi Zhi's soul on the martial field, she understood everything.

Why did the ninth floor retreat for so long without a breakthrough, but it was easily completed that night.

Sacrifice creatures and perform forbidden techniques.

Shang Yanfu didn't know what Qizhi was thinking about in the last moment of his life, did he hope that she could continue to move forward, or was he willing to look back at her?

But now, no one can tell her anymore.

The two jade pendants in his hand fell, and there was a crisp sound of 'clang' on the floor. Shang Yanfu didn't look at them, but resolutely walked to another corner of the room.

She took down her long sword from the table, and a cold light flashed in the dim room, making Shang Yanfu feel her breathing slowed down.

The long sword was sharp, but Shang Yanfu held it on his arm.

As soon as the wrist was exerted, Shang Yanfu felt a pain, and then the light-colored soul came out of her body, and the opponent grabbed the long sword with his hand, forcing Shang Yanfu to stop using any more force.

Blood slid down her arm, and the soul looked very distressed. She stretched out her transparent hand, stroked the wound, and stopped the bleeding bit by bit with her soul power.

"Pray to stop..."

Shang Yanfu looked at the person in front of him, his intuitive eyes were blurred, two lines of tears slid down his face and landed on the ground.

But the soul didn't notice anything, and when the blood stopped, it seemed to have completed some mission, and then disappeared again...

***

Returning to his room, he prayed to mobilize the spiritual power stored in the spirit jade to add nutrients to the Moonlight Grass.

The Yueying Grass, which emits bright light in the moonlight, has grown very vigorously. According to the operation method of the lotus in the mirror, Qizhi cut off the buds and cultivated them separately. This kind of little thing grows very quickly. In just a few days, the five Yueying grasses began to grow crazily. Presumably, when they return to Qianyuezong, they will grow even more luxuriantly when there is a more suitable hydroponic place.

Qi Zhi looked at the well-growing Yueying grass in front of him, and moved them to the window sill to bask in the moonlight.

"Senior, do you think Shang Yanfu's results really don't count?" Qizhi held his chin, looked at Yueyingcao basking in the moon contentedly, and said to Xianglian: "I feel like this competition is very important. If she doesn't get the first place, it will be hard to say next time."

Xiang Lian still had that lazy look. She squatted beside Lian's paddy field in Mirror Mirror, and said to Qi Zhi: "It doesn't matter whether she comes first or not. Haven't you seen how she's lost her mind?"

"I see." Qi Zhi sighed: "Before I was thinking about how to make her believe what I said, but now seeing her like this, I also feel a little sad."

"People, always don't cherish what you get, and regret it when you lose it." Xianglian said calmly: "Only by having no desires and no desires can we reach bliss early."

Qizhi pondered for a while, and said to Xianglian: "Let's go to cook medicine for Shang Yanfu tomorrow. When I was in the medical clinic, Master taught me how to make medicinal food. It is also very effective for her in a state of depression."

"What is medicinal food?"

"It's porridge made with medicine." Qizhi explained to Xianglian: "Medicine and food are also part of medicine cultivation, so I should be able to make it."

"Okay." Xianglian flipped through the booklet recorded in her hand, and said to Qi Zhi: "It just so happens that you should add some ingredients to your Yueyingcao. The speed of cultivation with only spiritual power is still a bit slow."

"it is good."

"The spiritual power in Mo Yuli is almost full in the past two days, so I just took the opportunity to divide the Yueyingcao and refine some elixirs."

Forget about praying and stopping, there are still a lot of things to do tomorrow, so I wash up and go to sleep, and I will get up early tomorrow morning to go to the morning market.

The next day, Qi Zhi went out early in the morning, and happened to meet Elder Jin Yao who was also going out.

Jin Yao took two apprentices with her, and when she saw her, Qi Zhi greeted her: "Elder Jin Yao, good morning."

"Morning, pray." When Jin Yao saw Qizhi, she liked it in her heart, and she wanted to abduct him to her sect, so she posted it: "It's so early in the morning, what are you going to do?"

Qi Zhi smiled and said, "I'm going to the market to buy something."

Jin Yao said: "We're going to the market too, let's just go together."

Qi Zhi was too embarrassed to refuse, so he could only go to the market with Jin Yao, the two of them chatted for a while on the way, Qi Zhi remembered the matter of Shang Yanfu, and asked her: "Elder Jin Yao, what happened to Shang Yanfu?" How did things work out?"

After hearing this, Jin Yao was silent for a while, and said to Qi Zhi: "Soul power has always been a forbidden technique, so her performance must be uncountable, and she may even never be able to participate in this competition in the future."

Qi Zhi fell silent, that should be the worst ending.

Jin Yao looked at Qizhi and asked, "How much do you know about the living soul? Although we were far away at that time, I vaguely felt that the appearance of the living soul was very similar to you."

Qi Zhi hurriedly shook his head: "Nothing! In fact, this incident was a bit strange from the very beginning. Shang Yanfu's cultivation base is already very high, so there is absolutely no need to use her soul power. There must be other reasons for this."

"But it is obvious to all that she has soul power." Jin Yao said, "Even if we don't pursue it now, we will punish her when we return to Qianyuezong."

"Punishment? How to punish?"

"We need to discuss this, but the living soul cannot be kept."

Jin Yao said seriously: "It is probably inevitable to liberate the living soul and expel Shang Yanfu."

Qi Zhi stopped in her tracks, her brows were furrowed tightly, does liberating the living soul mean that the soul of the original body is about to leave Shang Yanfu completely, what about herself?Qizhi itself occupies someone else's body. When the master's soul leaves Shang Yanfu, will she die again?

In fact, Qizhi is very confused now, she knows that she should not have survived, but she is not willing to ask her to die again.

Seeing her appearance, Jin Yao came over and patted Qi Zhi's head, and said, "Stop thinking about it, didn't you say you want to buy something, hurry up, don't be too late, there is nothing for sale."

Qizhi recovered his senses and nodded, and bowed to Jinyao: "Then I'll get to work first."

Jin Yao looked at the back of Qizhi leaving, sighed leisurely, and went to choose the things they wanted to use with her disciples.

Qizhi bought some things for herbal diet, bought some medicinal materials and utensils, filled the Qiankun bag to the brim, and then returned to the inn, and then borrowed the kitchen from the shopkeeper to make herbal diet.

After a whole morning, Qizhi finally made a clear soup, and she took a sip.

Although it has been said for ten years, the taste has not changed, it is still the same taste.

Only then did Qizhi go upstairs with the bowls and chopsticks contentedly. When she opened the door and walked into the room, she smelled a strong smell of blood. Later, she saw Shang Yanfu standing aside, holding her hand. long sword.

She frowned instantly, put the things on the table, walked over and looked at Shang Yanfu's bloody body, and said in surprise, "What's wrong with you, why are you bleeding so much?"

Shang Yanfu's eyes flickered, she finally saw Qizhi, but it was even more painful.

Seeing her like this, Qi Zhi didn't dare to move, took two steps back and said, "Shang Yanfu, we've known each other for so long, if you have something to say, please put down the sword, okay?"

Shang Yanfu's appearance looked really scary, like a lunatic who had lost his mind, and could kill Qi Zhi at any time.

"I see."

Shang Yanfu said to Qizhi in a hoarse voice, "I know how to get her out."

The prayer is unclear, so: "What?"

Shang Yanfu raised the long sword, put it on his neck like this, and said to Qi Zhi: "Like this..."

Seeing that her fair and slender neck was instantly scratched by the sword, and the blood flowed down the long sword, Qi Zhi was startled, and just as he was about to go there, he saw a figure emerging from behind Shang Yanfu.

The figure grabbed the long sword, frowned, looked at the wound on Shang Yanfu's body with heartache, but didn't know what to do.

Shang Yanfu stared blankly at the other party until she disappeared, then raised his long sword dully again.

Qi Zhi couldn't stand it anymore, she rushed over and raised her hand to slap Shang Yanfu, leaving a deep red mark on Shang Yanfu's cheek.

"Are you crazy?!" Qi Zhi looked at her with red eyes: "Do you think she can come back if this is the case?"