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your keel is fine

Dragon Hunting Hall in the Demon Realm.

Qiu Wanxuan tore off the shirt dyed on Xia Chu's shoulders, exposing the wound, and injected spiritual flow into the blood-soaked flesh and blood, and wisps of black devilish gushed out driven by the spiritual power.

The wound was not big, but the flesh and blood were turned out. In Qiu Wanxuan's eyes, it was shocking.

He suppressed the distress, handled it carefully, and even breathed slowly.

Xia Churan looked at him silently, without saying a word.

There was an inexplicable feeling surging between the two, but they both deliberately ignored it.

"If you don't force out the devilish energy, your wound will fester." As Qiu Wanxuan said this, she cleared away all the devilish energy and helped Xia Churan bandage the wound before she wiped off the sweat on her forehead and straightened up.

He looked away and saw that half of Xia Churan's shirt was open to the front of his chest, revealing half of his tight chest muscles, probably because of pain, the light wheat-colored skin was covered with a thin layer of sweat, and it rose and fell with Xia Churan's heavy breathing with.

At the position close to the heart, a small half of the old sword wound was exposed.

It was his stabbing sword in Tianji Pagoda, Qiu Wanxuan didn't dare to look at it, but just glanced at it, and the previous picture came back to his mind, which made him feel a dull pain in his chest.He quickly turned his eyes away and pulled up the other side's skirt.

Xia Churan leaned back against the high couch cushions, squinted at him, ignored his slightly reddened ears, and said coldly: "Why did you become the demon king's man?"

Captured again?As a last resort?

Qiu Wanxuan's pale fingertips were stained with blood, he took out a handkerchief, and wiped the fingertips one by one, revealing the white and silvery fingertips, and said calmly: "Everyone takes what they need."

Unexpectedly, it would be this kind of answer. Xia Churan straightened up, tidied up his clothes, and expressed displeasure in his tone, "Everyone gets what they need? Is there anything else that Bai Xuan lacks?"

Qiu Wan evaded and did not answer, "How do you feel?"

"No problem." Xia Churan looked at him intently, with a little disappointment in his eyes, and then fell silent for a moment, then said: "I want to ask you to do me a favor."

Qiu Wanxuan paused as she wiped her fingers. Seeing the other party sinking like water, she suddenly felt a little ominous, "Say it."

Xia Churan put his elbows on his knees, looked at the ground, as if he was thinking about something, and said after a long time: "Do you know the Soul Gathering Formation? I need a guardian."

Qiu Wanxuan's heart skipped a beat, she looked at Xia Churan in shock, and blurted out: "What are you going to do?"

Xia Churan summoned Shuxing in his hand, stared at the fragments of the broken sword and said, "Although the sword spirit is gone, there is still that person's aura, which should be used as a pivot..."

"I don't agree." Qiu Wanxuan interrupted immediately.

Xia Churan looked up at him, a look of surprise flashed in her cold eyes, and after looking at him for a while, she said in a blunt tone: "You don't need to help, I will do it myself."

"Are you crazy?" Qiu Wanxuan reprimanded angrily: "Yes, the soul-gathering array can reunite the souls of those who have lost their souls, but the probability of success is extremely low, and do you know the price?"

"know."

Qiu Wanxuan's eyes widened, and she suddenly raised her voice, "I don't think you know! There is peace in this battle, and the price is the two souls and three souls of the people who set up the battle, almost exchanging their lives for their lives!"

"Don't you hate him? Why do you do that?"

The enemy is dead, and you still want to use your life to find the other party?Is it because he thinks that he died too quickly to relieve his anger?

Not to mention the success rate, even if the people can be recalled, only the souls and four souls of the formation setters are no different from useless people.

I saw Xia Churan's gloomy face, his eyes so red that he could bleed, and said in a low and hoarse voice, "Don't worry about it."

Qiu Wanxuan was very angry, because he knew that this kid was as stubborn as a donkey, once he made a decision, no one could stop him.

But at the same time, he was a little apprehensive, what kind of emotion would drive a person to use the Soul Gathering Formation?Just hate?

This question made him feel uneasy.

He couldn't let the other party do stupid things, not to mention that he was not dead at all, and the formation would definitely not succeed.

He had to find a way to stop this kid.

Looking at the fragments in Xia Churan's palm, Qiu Wanxuan had a flash of inspiration, and said to Mo Ling: "Aside from Shu Xing, is there anything else that can be used as a pivot?"

Mo Ling was watching the play with relish, and felt that this was a bloody drama. Hearing this sentence, he guessed what Qiu Wanxuan was going to do, curled his lips and said: "Only the bonded object and the master's spirit and soul can be used as the pivot of the formation." , such as Sword Spirit, such as your Qiankun Bracelet, such as me."

Qiu Wanxuan nodded, that Shuxing was the only hub in this kid's hand, so taking advantage of Xia Churan's injury and being unaware of him, he suddenly raised his arm, and the fragments of Shuxing were caught in his hands.

Xia Churan was slightly startled, and instinctively went to grab it, and even because she was too eager and focused, she slapped Zhongqiu Wanxuan on the shoulder and tried to shake it away.

But Qiu Wanxuan didn't take a step back, and at the same time, she clenched her palms tightly and exerted force. After a flash of spiritual light, Shu Xing instantly turned into powder.

He endured the surge of energy and blood after being hit, and spread his palms, revealing the sparse stars that turned into dust.At the same time, a soreness welled up in his heart. It turned out that in Xia Churan's eyes, a broken sword was more important than Bai Xuan, and he didn't hesitate to hurt him.

Xia Churan was a little hesitant because he hurt Qiu Wanxuan, but when he saw the ashes in the opponent's palm, the red flames in his eyes suddenly burned, his eyes were full of pain and resentment.

He looked at Qiu Wanxuan, gritted his teeth and said: "Why!" When he said that, he grabbed Qiu Wanxuan's skirt fiercely.

As the two got closer, Qiu Wanxuan felt that the hot air in the other's breath was full of anger, and the eye sockets were covered with red threads.

He suppressed the pain in his heart, and said in a calm tone as much as possible: "I can't let you do stupid things." After saying that, the ashes in his palm were blown away by the gust of wind.

Xia Churan looked at the ashes that dissipated in the air, her breathing stopped, "No."

He subconsciously stretched out his hand to catch the dust, and gathered the dispersed dust into his palm with all his strength, but once he clenched it tightly, the little dust disappeared from his palm again, and within a few breaths, Shu Xing completely disappeared without a trace .

Xia Churan looked down at the empty hands, but in the end nothing was left.

With his back facing Qiu Wanxuan, his body was straight and motionless like a sculpture.

Qiu Wanxuan couldn't see the other person's expression clearly. In the deathly silence, he felt a kind of endless sadness and despair spreading, capturing his mind and making him feel suffocated pain.

why?

why are you so sad

Shouldn't Qiu Wanxuan be your enemy?

He began to wonder if he had done it too well, but when he thought about what Xia Churan was going to do with Shuxing, he became more determined.He couldn't let the other party die meaninglessly.

Xia Churan's fists were clenched so tightly that his nails were almost embedded in his flesh.It took a long time before he raised his head, turned around and said in a hoarse voice, "You go."

Qiu Wanxuan caught a glimpse of hatred in the eyes of the other party, and was a little dazed for a while.

It turns out that this is how Xia Churan really hates someone.

Even when he was digging bones in Tianji Pagoda, the other party never looked at him like this.

The current Xia Churan is the one who really hates him.

Just as Qiu Wan was stunned, Xia Churan waved his palm, sending him flying with vigor, and he walked straight out of the palace gate.

This palm was quite powerful. After he stood still, a wave of heat surged into his chest. He pressed down forcefully. Just as he was about to step forward, he saw the palace door slam shut. Voice: "I don't want to see you."

Qiu Wanxuan was worried, and wanted to go forward, but was stopped by the guards outside the palace gate, and at the same time, a barrier was placed on the palace gate.

He had a dejected face, his heart ached, and the heat that had been suppressed just now finally surged up uncontrollably.

Something spilled from the corner of his lips, he wiped it with his fingers, it was blood.

He sighed, and finally sent a voice transmission: "The deceased is gone, he is not worthy of you." After speaking, he turned around and left, his lonely back disappearing into the dark night.

..

In the past few days, the gate of the Dragon Hunting Hall has been closed.

Qiu Wanxuan tried to see His Majesty the Demon Emperor every day, but was always stopped by the golden armored guards.

Although Xia Churan couldn't see him, she arranged for him to live in the palace.

"At times like this, you should let him be quiet." Mo Ling dissuaded him, "Anyway, Shu Xing was destroyed by you, so he can't set up a soul-gathering array."

Qiu Wanxuan had no other choice, but fortunately, the demon bone was no longer hot, at least it proved that the other party was fine, so he felt much more at ease.

"He really..." Qiu Wanxuan hesitated for a moment, "Is this really hatred?" It's not that he didn't see something wrong with Xia Churan, but he couldn't believe that this child would treat him, or Sword Master Produced unusual emotions, and even wounded him for a broken sword.

He suddenly felt aggrieved inexplicably, so the previous Qiu Wanxuan was so important to Xia Churan?

He didn't realize that he had assumed Bai Xuan's role, and he felt vaguely and inexplicably jealous of his other self.

"You have this spare time, why not fix the instant clock." Mo Ling couldn't stand it anymore, he was full of Xia Churan, and urged dissatisfiedly, trying to divert his attention with the instant clock.

Qiu Wanxuan was sitting in front of the case, and sighed when she heard this sentence, looked at the instant clock with its shell removed in front of her, and nodded, "Okay, I will try."

The fairy-level magic weapon obtained from Yin Zhou uses the same material as the casing of the instantaneous clock, and only needs to transplant the material to it.

This is not a difficult task. Everything went well. After Qiu Wanxuan repaired the shell, he tried to put it back on the body.

The interior of the instant clock is like an exquisite instrument, with countless small parts that are invisible to the naked eye, and it hardly looks like a magic weapon in this world.Very similar.. Qiu Wanxuan thought for a while, very similar to the sophisticated equipment he saw in the main god space.

He concentrated on putting the shell back to its original place, and the seams fit tightly. He pressed hard, and then he heard a click, and the shell of the small gold box was closed, and the internal mechanism could be vaguely heard from inside. The faint metallic sound of turning.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

But all of a sudden, the small gold box opened by itself, the sound of the chain turning hula, the sound of gears rubbing, and at the same time a strong light shot out from the box, illuminating the small guest room like daytime.

Qiu Wanxuan was startled, but before he could react, he felt a large number of pictures flickering rapidly in the light, rushing towards his sea of ​​consciousness like a tide.

The large amount of information carried by the screen made him overwhelmed, but within a few breaths, Qiu Wanxuan felt his brain swell and ache, and finally lost consciousness when another wave of large number of screens poured in.

One second before he fell into a coma, he heard Mo Ling's call, but he was unable to respond.

The attendants outside the hall saw that the side hall that was originally lit was suddenly completely illuminated, and all the windows were illuminated into a vast expanse of white, and at the same time a strange aura enveloped the entire courtyard.But in an instant, the light disappeared completely, and then the sound of falling to the ground came from inside.

When the guard opened the door, he saw a white figure fell to the ground, unconscious.

..

In front of the bedroom door of the side hall, a dark blue figure like a green peak stands tall.

Although his wrists were tied with chains, he held his head proudly, without even looking at His Majesty the Demon Emperor.

I saw him snorting coldly: "I have three things not to...do not heal...the devil does not heal, the ghost does not heal, and the ungrateful...no...do not heal, even if His Majesty the Demon Emperor oppresses me...I will Can't obey...obedience."

Xia Churan leaned back against the high chair, sat cross-legged, propped his temples with one hand, squinted at the doctor below the steps, and then turned his eyes to the figure on the couch beside him, "It's not the doctor, he's the doctor."

The doctor glanced at the white-clothed man, and saw that he was lying on his side on the couch, sleeping with his eyes closed, his face was normal, and he didn't look like he was sick.

Thinking of Xia Churan driving Lv Zun and Ru Zun out of the demon world, betraying his teacher, and insulting Xiao Wu, he became angry, "The servant of the ungrateful...nor...not healed."

Xia Churan squinted his eyes, and the temperature suddenly dropped.

Seeing this, the attendant on the side put on a smiling face, and said to the doctor very politely: "This is not a servant, he is also a personal cultivator. If it weren't for us, this is the demon world, and the medical cultivators only know how to heal demons, not humans. Your superiors will not invite you here." These words are for the honor of the demon world, in fact, their majesty the demon emperor has summoned more than ten waves of medical practitioners, so no one can see.

Jing Ruohua looked down at the chain on his wrist, and lifted it to the attendant, "Is this called... please?"

He stared at a pair of deer eyes, even though he was angry, but he didn't feel the slightest sense of oppression.

The attendant smiled, "You are not welcome."

Jing Ruohua snorted, turned his head again, pointed at Xia Churan who was on the high stage, and said, "His people, no...don't treat them."

After the words fell, a coercion was released, and the doctor tried his best not to be forced to kneel down by the coercion, with a righteous expression on his face, "Even if you kill me..."

Before he could finish speaking, Xia Churan sneered and said, "As a doctor, you'd rather die than save yourself, and you still have to make some high-sounding excuses. You Wanxiang Sect are really sanctimonious hypocrites."

Jing Ruohua got angry from it, and scolded: "Why do you scold the sect, you are also a disciple of the Wanxiang sect!" However, no matter how angry words came out of his mouth, the momentum was also weakened by more than half.

Xia Churan looked coldly: "You say you are hypocritical, don't you? The respected doctor claims to save people without looking at money and status, and wants to save all the people in the world. What? Now there are patients in front of you, but you want to refuse to save them? What qualifications do you have?" Claiming to be a doctor?"

Jing Ruohua blushed from being scolded so harshly, pointed at Gao Zuo and said angrily: "You you...you..."

He stuttered, you didn't come up with something for a long time, but Xia Churan continued to taunt: "What? Did Gu say something wrong? Bai Xuan is from your spiritual world, but you broke through the Tianji Pagoda with Gutong. Because of this level of relationship, you have to abandon him, and you call him a doctor in vain."

Jing Ruohua's deer eyes were wide open, and he couldn't say a word after holding back for a long time. He could only point at Xia Churan, as if he wanted to poke a hole out of the opponent's body, and finally shook his sleeve angrily, "I Say..I can't tell you.."

After he finished speaking, he realized again, Bai Xuan?

Is it the Bai Xuan who broke through the Tianji Pagoda and obtained the spiritual inheritance?

This person is strange. He heard that after he got the inheritance of Jingling, he attracted the Zidian Thunder Tribulation. He entered the realm so fast. Could it be that he has a different talent and physique than ordinary people?This piqued his interest a little.

He thought for a while, reluctantly shifted his steps, and walked slowly towards the couch, "I'm not doing it for you...for your sake...I'm just..."

"Look quickly." Xia Churan hooked her lower lip very lightly.

Jing Ruohua walked to the couch, glanced at Qiu Wanxuan, then frowned and said, "He's not sick."

Xia Churan was dissatisfied, "But he has been in a coma for three days."

Jing Ruohua tilted his head and observed Qiu Wanxuan for a while before reaching out to feel his pulse.

With this probe, his fingertips trembled, and suddenly he blinked his little deer eyes, and looked at Qiu Wanxuan in shock.

As if thinking that he had made a mistake, he placed four fingers on Qiu Wanxuan's wrist again.

This pulse is like..

He had taken Yi Rong Dan.

He knows the medicine he made himself best, and because the medicine has just been made and has not been verified, he only gave it to Xiaowu.

He stared intently at the person on the couch, his fingertips were trembling because of his excitement.

With the beating of his pulse, he became more and more sure that the other party was Xiao Wu. He had treated Xiao Wu and checked his pulse, and the other party's pulse seemed to be imprinted in his mind. He would never admit his mistake!

It's Little Five!Xiao Wu is not dead!

Fortunately, his back was facing Xia Churan, and he tried his best to keep his figure stable, without showing any flaws.

He took a few deep breaths, suppressed the heat that was about to surge into his eyes, and rubbed his face again to ensure that his facial expression remained calm, before turning his face stiffly, keeping his voice steady, and said to Xia Churan: " What is the relationship between this person and you?"

Xia Churan glanced at Qiu Wanxuan, and said lightly, "Friend."

"Just friends...friends?"

Xia Churan narrowed his eyes, and looked sharply at Yizun for a while, "Besides friends, what else should it be?"

At this moment, the doctor who had always been confused seemed to be stimulated by the news that Qiu Wanxuan was still alive, and his brain started to work quickly——

According to the previous narrations of Ruzun and Lvzun, Xia Churan did not know about Qiu Wanxuan's death, and if the other party knew that Bai Xuan was his master and wanted to conceal the matter, it would be absolutely impossible for him to The doctor comes to treat.

So Jing Ruohua came to the conclusion that Xia Churan didn't know Bai Xuan's real identity.

He looked at Qiu Wanxuan on the couch, and thought that there must be a reason why Xiao Wu concealed his identity, so he thought for a while, but did not say that Bai Xuan at this moment was Qiu Wanxuan, and turned to Xia Churan and said: "His soul has been affected. Rush...shock, only to faint...unconscious."

"Can it be cured?"

"It can be cured, but I have...conditions."

Xia Churan was still expressionless and couldn't see any emotion, but from his eyes, it seemed that he suppressed his unhappiness, and said coldly, "Speak."

"Unless you tell... tell me what happened to Tianji Pagoda that day..."

"What if Gu doesn't say it?" Xia Churan's voice cooled down, making the attendants tremble from the cold.

But seeing that the doctor's face remained unchanged, with his arms folded in front of him, he raised his head and said, "Then...don't treat me, I don't...don't care if you want to kill or cut me up." Get some information before the other party wakes up, otherwise it is impossible to tell the other party's truth.

When the doctor said, he glanced at Qiu Wanxuan, then at Xia Churan and said, "If he keeps sleeping...he may not be able to wake up...come here..."

"it is good."

The doctor was taken aback for a moment, he was still thinking about how to threaten Xia Churan to speak, but he didn't expect the kid to agree so quickly.

Xia Churan squeezed the handle of the seat tightly, and after a long silence, she whispered, "Qiu Wanxuan, you dug up my keel."

After listening to the narration, Jing Ruohua couldn't believe it, and blurted out: "Impossible, Xiao Wu is...not that kind of person..." He took two steps forward, "If there is no keel...you are already dead..."

When Xia Churan heard the words, his face changed slightly, and he said coldly: "The orphan watched him move the knife." The piercing pain on the sternum, as well as Qiu Wanxuan's every word, made him more painful than digging out his heart. Painful words were imprinted in his spiritual memory like bone-piercing, there could be no mistake.

Jing Ruohua couldn't help saying, a flash of spiritual light flashed on his fingertips, "Let me see."

Xia Churan hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

The spiritual flow penetrated into his wrist veins, and the doctor carefully checked and blinked his deer eyes, "Your keel, okay...okay."

"Impossible." Xia Churan's pupils trembled, he grabbed Jing Ruohua's throat, and said viciously: "Do you think that saying this is just to excuse Qiu Wanxuan, and you will believe it?"

Jing Ruohua blushed quickly, breathed heavily and forced to speak: "Little Wu is dead, so why...excuse."

"If you don't believe it, there will always be Vipassana meditation. You will. Take an inch of your heart and see for yourself."

According to the doctor's instructions, Xia Churan saw a bone that was slightly different from the rest of the bones after looking inside, and he couldn't tell the difference unless he looked carefully.His complexion suddenly turned livid, and when he loosened his five fingers, Jing Ruohua gasped for breath.

"That's the keel? How do you know you're not lying?"

Jing Ruohua regained his strength, and his blushing complexion also recovered a little, panting: "Your Dragon Clan old... old department doesn't have... medical repair? If you don't believe it, just test it... and you will know."

When Xia Churan heard the words, her pupils trembled violently, and she exhaled in a low voice: "Impossible..."

The scene of that day is still vivid in his memory, and he will never forget it forever, let alone remember it wrongly.Since he didn't dig out his keel, why did Qiu Wanxuan say that?

With a serious expression on his face, it took a long time before he said harshly: "Then tell Gu what he poached?"

Seeing Xia Churan's reaction, Jing Ruohua froze for a moment, "Let me...see it again."

The spirit of investigation poured into Xia Churan's body again, Jing Ruohua gradually frowned, and tilted his head, "It's strange...it seems to be different."

He had made medicine for Xia Churan and checked Xia Churan's pulse. It was indeed different from before, but he didn't know enough about the Dragon Race, not to mention that Xia Churan was a mixed race with a special physique.

Thinking of this, his eyes suddenly lit up, yes, mixed blood!Maybe the key is here.

"I need your blood, research...research." When Yi Zun said, it was a pity that the dragon clan in this world was wiped out. Otherwise, the elders of the dragon clan should be able to find out such questions, and now he can only rely on himself.

Without saying a word, Xia Churan stretched out his wrist, watched the doctor cut his veins to take blood, and said sharply, "I'll give you three days. Also, heal Bai Xuan." After speaking, he ran away from the door .

Jing Ruohua looked at the back of the person who left, and recalled that in his memory, Xia Churan was originally a smart, diligent, self-reliant child, but now he was full of hostility, like a ghost.He muttered to himself: "Xiao Wu, what on earth have you done?"

After speaking, she turned around and looked at Qiu Wanxuan who was on the couch. After sighing, she took out a silver needle and said, "When you wake up, you can...you can't hide it from senior brother."

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