When Bai Yueguang holds the script

Zhu Zhihan experienced a lot of luxury for the first time in a long time.

Row upon row of attics, the corners of the eaves are raised high, and the glazed tiles shimmer in the sun.

Walking along the long corridor, you can see the pool of Nine Dragons Playing with Pearls along the way, and carefully cultivated exotic trees and flowers grow in the courtyard...

This is the magic weapon of Tianjing Sect, "Water and Sky One Color".

Closed up, it is a pocket-sized courtyard that is only the size of a palm. When released, it is an exquisite mansion that can accommodate hundreds of people. There is also a gathering of spirits in it, and the practice in it is twice the result with half the effort.

This is also the reason why large sects like the Tianjing Sect do not stay with other small sects - in addition to showing their status, it is also because they have magical artifacts and there is no need to rent a large tent.

Zhu Zhihan followed behind Bo Mingwei.

Behind are two rows of maids.

Bo Mingwei walked very slowly, and every time she went to a place, she pretended to be casual and explained to Zhu Zhihan the scenery and benefits of that place.

Her voice carried the customary pride, making one involuntarily believe that she was just saying this "by the way".

But Zhu Zhihan and Bo Mingwei have known each other for more than ten years, so they are so familiar with him.

This person showed her on purpose, just like a bird, boasting of his beautiful tail feathers calmly - I am so powerful, why don't you be friends with me?

Zhu Zhihan's eyes flicked over Bo Mingwei's side face, which was pursing his lips and trying to maintain his majesty, and lightly smirked, looking at the rare animals raised in the cages in the courtyard.

How could she not be familiar with the scenery in "Shui Tian Yi Se"?In her last life, Bo Mingwei showed her as if offering a treasure.

It's just that today, standing in the same place, her state of mind is completely different.

Once she hoped to soften and get close to Bo Mingwei. Seeing Bo Mingwei like this, she would feel awkward and cute.

Now she doesn't want to have any interaction with this person.

What kind of behavior did Bo Mingwei do, and what does it have to do with her?

She just wants to stay here quietly for a while, and then go back to Daozong.

Go back...to the place where Luanwu, Shishu and senior brothers are.

The Jiuqu corridor has come to an end.

In front of it is the main courtyard where only the owner of the palace and distinguished guests can live.

Bo Mingwei dismissed the maids following behind her, and turned around.She had a straight face, but her dark eyes seemed to be filled with a warm sea.

Bo Mingwei said reservedly: "Do you like it? If you like it, how about this 'Water and Sky One Color'?"

After finishing speaking, Bo Mingwei shut her mouth and remained silent, her gaze fell on Zhu Zhihan's face casually, and then she quickly moved away to focus on admiring the bonsai on one side.

Zhu Zhihan looked at Bo Mingwei.

For a moment, Zhu Zhihan was in a daze, feeling that this time coincided with a certain period of time in the past.

Same background, same face, same words.

In the previous life, Bo Mingwei made her angry because of certain things, and he did similar things.

At that time, after Bo Mingwei finished asking, she also seemed to be very relaxed and casual.

But Zhu Zhihan could understand that Bo Mingwei was actually anxious inside.

Bo Mingwei hoped that she would accept it, and hoped that she would like it. This is... this stubborn person who would not show weakness, subtly bowed his head and apologized.

This is the style of their bulk. When a gift is given, the other party accepts it, which means the matter is over.

Of course, Zhu Zhihan understood that Bo Mingwei didn't want to take money to make peace with others, she just didn't know other ways, and could only show affection in such an awkward and clumsy way.

Now doing it all over again, Bo Mingwei still hasn't changed.

She probably also felt that Zhu Zhihan was angry with what happened just now, and wanted Zhu Zhihan to forgive her.

How did you answer yourself in the previous life?I wish Zhihan memories.

She seemed to have lost all her anger, feeling powerless, raised her hand and knocked Bo Mingwei on the head feigning anger, and reprimanded her: "I won't accept it. You will ruin your family sooner or later, you know?"

Bo Mingwei was not angry when she was knocked, she turned her face away, the corners of her lips slightly raised.

Now, seeing Bo Mingwei's expression similar to that at that time, it was like going back in time. Nothing in the past had happened, and they were still such good friends.

It's a pity that even if it is reborn, some places are different after all.

Facing Bo Mingwei's implicitly expectant eyes, Zhu Zhihan's expression remained unchanged from the beginning to the end, and his tone was indifferent.

"I'm not familiar with the Young Sect Master, and I don't want to accept things from strangers. If the Young Sect Master wants to be a loose gold boy, why not go to someone else?"

Not familiar, stranger.

Bo Mingwei was stunned.

She didn't expect the other party to answer like this.

"No...I..." She suddenly realized that her tongue was very stupid.

She didn't mean it that way, but she didn't know how to explain it.

and……

A trace of grievance suddenly welled up in her heart.

This person shouldn't react like this - an inner voice told her so.

This person should not look at her with the eyes of strangers, even with hostility. This person should be able to see through his inarticulate appearance, be considerate and handle all these things with ease, and never make himself uncomfortable and embarrassing.

"Young Sect Master, is there anything else you want to say?"

Zhu Zhihan lifted his lips—it was a very polite smile.

Bo Mingwei looked away as if stabbed by this smile.

After a while, her hoarse voice sounded: "Nothing."

She turned around and stepped up the steps, pushed open the red sandalwood carved wooden door, and when she turned around again, she returned to the same way she said at the beginning: "You will live here from now on."

Zhu Zhihan didn't disobey her, he just nodded and followed Bo Mingwei in.

The hanging decorations, bonsai, screens, and table cases in this room are all exquisite, even if no one has lived there before, they are still kept clean and spotless.

Bo Mingwei invited Zhu Zhihan to sit down, then got busy and made tea in a hurry.

But where did the eldest lady who was born with a golden spoon in her mouth ever do this? Not to mention the splash of tea, she even scalded herself.

The monks will not be injured, but hot water splashed on the skin will also hurt.

She pursed her lips tightly, looking at the girl sitting not far away with some secret expectation.

The commotion she made was so loud that I could understand what had happened, but the girl didn't even look away, her eyes were lowered, her expression was neither sad nor happy, like a jade statue.

This person really doesn't care about himself.Bo Mingwei suddenly realized this.

She swallowed the inexplicable bitterness in her heart, and took two cups of tea and put them on the table in front of Zhu Zhihan.

"Drink?" Bo Mingwei paused, trying to find a reason for his behavior, "I saw that you were holding the stove, and you were afraid of the cold, so you must need this?"

Zhu Zhihan: ...

This sentence is... so embarrassing.

I didn't think so when I regarded Bo Mingwei as a friend before.

Now listening from the perspective of a bystander, Zhu Zhihan couldn't help but ask himself: How did he endure it?

She said: "This 'water and sky are the same color' is as warm as spring, so there is no need for it."

"Oh."

Bo Mingwei lowered her head slightly, the low air pressure was about to overflow.

Zhu Zhihan ignored her.

It's a pity that even if Zhu Zhihan doesn't move and quietly acts like a wooden figure, Bo Mingwei will keep acting as a monster, asking Zhu Zhihan if he needs this, and asking Zhu Zhihan if he wants that.

Zhu Zhihan didn't want anything from Bo Mingwei, so he tried to think of all kinds of reasons to reject it, and his head ached - Bo Mingwei is extremely stubborn, if she doesn't give a reason she is convinced, she will force it to you in hand.

Tried various methods but failed to arouse Zhu Zhihan's interest, Bo Mingwei seemed to have finally noticed her resistance.

The snow-haired girl sat there quietly, not resisting fiercely, but neither accepting it, as if building an ice wall around her.

Bo Mingwei gave up this roundabout way of pleasing people with some annoyance, she was at the end of her rope, and stopped talking.

The two sat quietly opposite each other.

Zhu Zhihan looked down at the few strands of tea leaves floating in the tea bowl, and suddenly felt a little funny.

Bo Mingwei will not lead a harmonious and comfortable conversation. In the last life, Zhu Zhihan reconciled and enlivened the atmosphere. The two seem to be very good, and there will be no awkward moments of silence. Now Zhu Zhihan is unwilling, Bo Ming Wei had no choice.

She suddenly thought that maybe even without the existence of the 'heroine' Su Siyue in the previous life, their friendship would eventually go wrong.

One-way understanding and forbearance can't last forever. In the past, Zhu Zhihan was willing to interpret Bo Mingwei. What if one day she doesn't want to?

Then they will only fall into a stalemate, and then collapse.

Moreover, all the closeness and help in the previous life were forcibly bestowed on Bo Mingwei by Zhu Zhihan. Maybe Bo Mingwei didn't need or want it in the first place?

Before Zhu Zhihan appeared, Bo Mingwei was also living well, even more at ease.

So be it.

The two were not silent for long.

Not long after, Bo Mingwei received a summons from the head of Tianjing Sect and had to leave temporarily.

At this time, Bo Mingwei's position is not secure yet. Although she is the young suzerain, there are actually several half-brothers and sisters watching over her. She cannot ignore her father's order.

Zhu Zhihan breathed a sigh of relief.

She felt much more relaxed after closing the door to isolate herself from the outside world.

"System." Sitting on the stool, she began to call Miss System in her heart.

Miss System quickly replied to her.

【Host.What can I do for you? 】

Zhu Zhihan told Miss System about his guess.

Daoist Danqi had extraordinary patience when she first met her. Although she was a Xuanyin body and Danqi wanted to explore, she still felt a little disobedient.

Now that a very guarded person like Bo Mingwei is showing concern for someone she has only met once, there is absolutely no way to explain it.

Miss System was silent for a while, and gave her an affirmative answer: 【Yes.Do you remember what I mentioned to you at the first stand-by point?The person who harmed you... in the previous life will repent after you die, and regret it too late. 】

【They frantically want to get you back, but they can't. 】

[Now the world is reset and the memory is cleaned, but their feelings are not.so……】

Zhu Zhihan nodded: "I see."

No wonder.

only……

Zhu Zhihan sighed, his expression was gloomy: "In that case, what did you do long ago? Isn't it too ridiculous to regret after death?"

She will never forget those three days.

She was tied up on the cold jade bed by the black iron, and the cold air invaded her body everywhere, and she could feel her vitality draining away little by little——for the first half of her life, she worked so hard to live, even though she was born with a stubborn illness, in the end He died for such a ridiculous reason.

What was even more difficult was that during those three days, she couldn't help recalling her past every moment.

All the warm and happy memories turned into knives wrapped in honey. Later, she even frantically searched for something wrong with herself.

She finally figured it out before she went to die.

In any case, it shouldn't be her fault, it shouldn't be the fault of the person she was hurt-no one can deprive a person's life of his liking.

She has no grievances or enmities with them, why?

But in the face of her who paid such a heavy price, those people lightly said, regret it?

Even though many days have passed, Zhu Zhihan has already stepped out of the way, and hearing this, she still can't calm down.

Miss System also sighed humanely: [Isn't it. 】

Zhu Zhihan's gloomy mood was pulled back a lot by its sigh.

One person, one system started chatting.

Zhu Zhihan propped his head with one hand, while drawing circles on the table with the other hand boredly: "Tell me, why do they all like Su Siyue so much? I still find it incredible."

"Su Siyue has only been in the Medicine Sect for three months, and she has fascinated them to death."

"I can't see how good she is. They say she is kind... the kindness of saving butterflies? But she ate my fish. Isn't my fish worthy of her kindness?"

Thinking of the fish in the pond she was harmed by, she muttered depressingly.

The system chuckled: [Our system has a name for this kind of behavior. 】

"what?"

[Schrödinger's kindness. 】

It explains: [Be kind to beautiful creatures that she likes, and she doesn't mind showing kindness when it is beneficial to her, but this kindness is uncertain, facing the existence she hates, she may show other things personality, such as lively, informal, rash, etc...]

Zhu Zhihan understood, and couldn't help laughing.

"So, does she hate me? Then she can really put on a show in front of me. "

"You also said that in the original original book, when she learned that I was 'sacrificed' for her, she regarded me as Bai Yueguang. Doesn't it look like her?"

【Act.She was very happy. 】

One person, one system sighed at the same time, expressing their disdain for this kind of behavior.

Zhu Zhihan: "Hey, tell me about it. I've been curious for a long time. How did Su Siyue and Bo Mingwei know each other? I feel that the possible intersection between them is very small."

The system said deeply: [You and I are not meant to be, it depends on me to perform.Su Siyue bought Bo Mingwei's itinerary and met her by chance.She made a good posture, fell into Bo Mingwei's arms brightly and sadly, and then——almost pierced by Bo Mingwei's protective formation. 】

【Bo Mingwei might feel guilty because of this, she got acquainted after going back and forth. 】

Zhu Zhihan looked complicated.

It feels like there are a lot of slots, but it looks very logical.

"Why does Bo Mingwei sound so stupid?" Like a wronged...

The system hesitated: [That's right, there are also some reasons for the halo of the heroine. 】

After the system said so, Zhu Zhihan didn't go into it.

After a while, the system suddenly asked: [Will you forgive them? 】

"Forgive whom?"

[Forgive the heroine, forgive Daoist Danqi, forgive... those who have hurt you. 】

Zhu Zhihan wondered why it would ask such a question, and smiled: "I'm not a masochist."

She thought for a while: "If we don't talk about the reason, we won't forgive, even if there is something hidden in it, there is no way for us to go back to the past."

"Even if time comes back, the broken things cannot be completely restored to their original state. This is true for me, and it is also true for them."

"not to mention……"

She smiled slightly: "I suddenly discovered that I am not on the same road as them. Even if we are together for a while, we are destined to part ways in the future. It is meaningless to talk about whether to forgive or not."

Because Danqi is interested in a certain physique, she can recruit someone to study at will - although Zhu Zhihan doesn't understand why Danqi gave up in the last life.

Bo Mingwei will also disturb an innocent little stall out of selfish desires and make her feel restless.

Perhaps the environment of their birth endowed them with such characteristics, but Zhu Zhihan disagreed.

A relationship obtained by accommodating cannot last long, whether it is for Zhu Zhihan or for those people.

She turned and asked: "Do you expect me to forgive?"

The system thought for a while, and was very honest: [At the beginning of the standby point, I hope you forgive them, then we will have more assistance. 】

Having said that, Zhu Zhihan remembered: "You seemed to be trying to say something to me, but I interrupted you."

The system coughed.

Its voice suddenly became solemn: [I'm sorry. 】

[For me now, based on selfishness, I hope you will not forgive me, and I hope you will not hold grudges against me. 】

[Things in the previous life were a bit complicated, but they were not completely innocent.Now that you have expressed your attitude, I will not add to your troubles by saying it. 】

[I will not interfere in your relationship with them in the future, but if you have any questions, you can ask me anytime. 】

Zhu Zhihan smiled and said, "Okay."

……

Zhu Zhihan's side can't be called a safe time, but it can be considered peaceful.

Wan Mengchen and the others, who were left behind, were immersed in gloom and gloom.

Wan Mengchen closed the stall in silence and walked towards the tent, ignoring anyone who came to inquire or strike up a conversation.

The sixth junior brother gritted his teeth, his eyes were red, and he stood still for a long time, looking as if he wanted to directly hit Tianjingzong - but in the end he was dragged away by the fat, tall senior brother.

Eldest brother has always been quiet, but anyone who knows him well can tell that his quietness is now mixed with gloomy tones.

The third elder walked at the end, took a sip of wine from time to time, and muttered, as if talking to himself or educating others: "This is the great sect, this is the world of cultivation."

"What's the use of surpassing a small sect? There are always bigger and more terrifying forces."

"This fairy alliance is full of filth and filth..."

The sixth junior brother turned his head: "You said it lightly!? You were watching when the junior sister was taken away just now? Aren't you our leader?"

The third elder drank two sips of wine, but did not speak.

The sixth junior brother closed his eyes and said in a hoarse voice for a long while: "...Sorry."

He just... suddenly realized that he was too useless.

The third elder waved his hand: "I'm not angry with you."

He comforted them: "You guys, don't worry too much, that girl has a plan in her own mind, she is much more reliable than you brats."

"And I can feel that the young master of some kind of sect doesn't have any malice on him. The situation may not be as bad as you imagined."

Wan Mengchen also suddenly expressed relief: "Junior sister made a mouth shape to me at that time, reminding me. Did you forget that the suzerain is coming soon? The suzerain will bring junior sister back."

After going through this incident, he seemed to have lost his frivolity and calmed down.

That being said, everyone felt better.

But the mood remains subdued.

It was as if they had just defeated the bullies in the novice stage, and then suddenly discovered that there is a sky beyond the sky, not only those small sects, but also the big sects who are always particular, may step on them at any time.

The outside world is wonderful and vast, but it is also more dangerous than their remote place - no matter how small the Tianhu sect behaves, because they know the basics, they will not really kill people.

Just now, sandwiched between the two factions, they felt that people from the small faction would really be used as cannon fodder.

Wan Mengchen looked at the third elder, and asked for a solution: "The elder just said that, so according to the elder, how can we not be bullied? Is it possible to become the most powerful person in the world?"

The third elder took a sip of wine: "No matter how strong you are, there is still only one person, and there is always something beyond your power. Look at our suzerain, isn't that the case?"

Wan Mengchen was silent.

After a while, he asked again: "What if you become the biggest and strongest sect?"

The third elder shook his head drunkenly: "Look at the five sects of the Immortal Alliance, which one is not strong? But they are also afraid, terribly afraid... hiccup."

"Even if it is our sword sect, our sword sect used to be the strongest sect. At its peak, the goddess also came from our sect? But what happened later?"

Wan Mengchen couldn't help it: "Then according to the elders, what is the solution?"

The third elder said decisively: "There is no solution."

"Above the small sects there are big sects, and above the big sects there are immortal alliances. What are immortal alliances? Immortal alliances are countless cultivation families and sects, but immortal alliances don't know how long they can last."

"People's hearts and ghosts, how can we judge them in one word?"

Wan Mengchen was dumbfounded.

He turned his head to look, and the eyes of the third elder were full of sadness.

That's right, the third elder is also a figure who has experienced the most prosperous time of the sword sect. After seeing the building collapse overnight, Wan Mengchen can probably understand why the third elder is pessimistic about this issue.

But Wan Mengchen faintly felt disapproval.

This may be the unique recklessness and impetuosity of young people.According to what the third elder said, no matter how busy you are, it doesn't make sense, but Wan Mengchen feels that if the sect is bigger and stronger, it must be better than it was at the beginning, and doing things better than not doing well.

All kinds of thoughts collided in Wan Mengchen's mind. He didn't express his thoughts, but said, "Elder Xie, for clarifying the confusion."

Probably God couldn't see them being so downcast. In the middle of the night, they couldn't sleep at all, and they received a paper crane.

[Where are you? ——Luanwu. 】

……

After Zhu Zhihan chatted with the system, he felt a little dizzy, probably because of his illness.

She didn't want to lie on the couch, so she lay down on the stone table for a while.

After an unknown amount of time, he opened his eyes when he vaguely heard some movement, and it turned out that Bo Mingwei had returned.

Probably because of the discomfort of lying on the stomach, Zhu Zhihan felt the pain of falling apart all over his body, and his head became more dizzy.

"What's wrong with you?" Bo Mingwei finally realized something was wrong slowly.

Bo Mingwei frowned, and stretched out his hand, as if to touch her forehead.

Zhu Zhihan wanted to dodge, but because of dizziness, he moved a little slower, and the other party brushed a little bit of her skin.

Bo Mingwei frowned even tighter.

The temperature from the fingertips is hot, this person...is sick.

She has only seen mortals get sick, could monks do it too?Or was it poisoned?

Bo Mingwei turned around: "I'll go and call the doctor."

"There is no need to worry about the suzerain."

Zhu Zhihan didn't want to have anything to do with her: "My disease doesn't work with medicine."

When Bo Mingwei heard this, she wanted to call the doctor over for treatment.

Zhu Zhihan couldn't help it, probably because she really got a little dizzy, she briefly explained the matter of her physique, and didn't mention the mysterious Yin physique, but only mentioned the negative impact on her, and she also said that she would not die of illness.

Then Bo Mingwei stopped and remained silent.

Zhu Zhihan didn't hold back anymore, leaned on the table, and even observed Bo Mingwei with great interest.

When Bo Mingwei learned about her physique in her previous life, the relationship between the two of them was not close, and there was no special reaction.

Later, when the relationship became close, Bo Mingwei would send her some potentially useful treasures, but with Bo Mingwei's personality, he never mentioned them in front of her.

At this time, Bo Mingwei clenched her five fingers tightly, trembling slightly with so much strength, her eyes seemed to be a little red.

Not so much, right?

Zhu Zhihan pulled away emotionally and commented like a bystander.

Is this the power of "guilt"?

Bo Mingwei quickly noticed Zhu Zhihan's gaze, turned around without a trace, pretending that she didn't care.

Zhu Zhihan: ...

Zhu Zhihan thought it was over.

Bo Mingwei knew that she was sick, and knew that her illness was incurable, what else could she do?At most, force her to prepare something nutritious.

But Zhu Zhihan obviously underestimated Bo Mingwei.

Bo Mingwei said: "I heard that the guardian of the secret realm here is good at healing, and the method is different from that of the people in my fairy alliance. I will take you to find her."

Zhu Zhihan:?

The determined young suzerain couldn't pull back even ten horses. After a while, Zhu Zhihan sat on the young suzerain's exclusive seat, and the hanging gauze curtain and formation blocked the sight of wind, snow and all kinds of prying eyes.

The Young Sovereign was outside, riding a celestial horse to follow.

Zhu Zhihan still had some lingering fears when he remembered what happened just now.

Just now she was unwilling to leave, but Bo Mingwei thought for a moment, and then stretched out his arms, trying to hug her - Zhu Zhihan wished that he could recover immediately and walk like flying.

Probably because Zhu Zhihan's resistance was too obvious, Bo Mingwei pursed her lips, and finally asked the maid to bring up the small palanquin, and carried her out of "Shui Tian Yi Se".

The guardian of the secret realm...

Zhu Zhihan lacked memories of them. In her last life, she was not able to reach this level with her cultivation at that time.

I don't know what step the secret realm guardian can do.

Zhu Zhihan rubbed his sore forehead.

She really didn't want to owe Bo Mingwei a favor.

I hope that the guardian of the secret realm is also helpless, otherwise she will have to think of other ways to pay back.

……

The Rift Wardens are stationed far away.

But the speed of the seat was very fast, and it didn't take long to arrive.

Zhu Zhihan opened the curtain, and Bo Mingwei first propped up the spiritual cover to cover her from the wind and snow.

Zhu Zhihan really wanted to look at Bo Mingwei differently - the young suzerain who lacked common sense and seldom cared for others could do this.

But that's all.

When Bo Mingwei stretched out his hand to take her out of the seat, Zhu Zhihan avoided it lightly, turned over and jumped down.

Disappointment flashed across Bo Mingwei's eyes.

Contrary to Zhu Zhihan's expectations, the secret guardians of the Snow Mountain Secret Realm refer to the entire Luyun Clan—a foreign race living in the Snow Mountain, with a total of more than a hundred people.

What Bo Mingwei is looking for is Su Chaya, the daughter of the patriarch of the Luyun clan, who is said to have the best medical skills in the entire Luyun clan.

Su Chaya is an exotic beauty with deep eyebrows, a straight nose, light brown hair, fair skin, and red lips.

"Dear guests, hello." This exotic beauty always had sad eyes and a very shallow smile.

Bo Mingwei explained her identity and purpose of coming here, and promised sky-high rewards.

Su Chaya was a little surprised: "My medical skills are shallow, so I don't dare to boast, let's take a look first."

She walked up to Zhu Zhihan.

"Your hair is like the snow here, so beautiful."

Su Chaya's body smelled of herbs that doctors often have, which made the drowsy Zhu Zhihan feel a sense of peace.

Zhu Zhihan pursed his lips lightly: "Thank you."

"I'll start checking you right away, don't be afraid." Su Chaya said gently.

Zhu Zhihan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and felt that Su Chaya was coaxing a child—although she was really not that old in terms of her physical age.

She heard Su Chaya chanting something in an ancient language, folded her hands, and the glow of firefly green lingered in it.

After a while, Su Chaya opened his eyes and frowned.

"I've never seen anything like this...it's not normal, something is covered up, it shouldn't be..."

Su Chaya murmured something, but the speed was too fast, Zhu Zhihan couldn't hear clearly.

It seems that according to Su Chaya's meaning, the Xuanyin body seems to be more than just a simple disease.

After a while, Zhu Zhihan heard Su Chaya sigh, his eyes were full of guilt: "I can't understand the root cause of your illness, and it can't be cured."

Zhu Zhihan breathed a sigh of relief, smiled and said, "It's okay, I'm used to it."

Moreover, the system also provided her with a way to increase the upper limit of her health, and her weakness could be cured.

The guilt in Su Chaya's eyes was even greater: "I can't cure the root cause. I should be able to help you relieve the symptoms of fever now. Just wait a minute."

Su Chaya went to the inner compartment, and after a while, brought out a bowl of dark green decoction with a somewhat fishy smell.

Bo Mingwei, who has a slight obsession with cleanliness, changed her face a little.

Su Chaya misunderstood Bo Mingwei's meaning and said, "I'm so ashamed that I have so little power left. I won't accept your benefits for this bowl of soup."

Bo Mingwei: ...

Is she short of that money!

Zhu Zhihan suppressed a smile, did not brush off the other party's kindness, took the soup bowl and gulped it down.

Also magical.

After taking the decoction, she felt something burning in her stomach, but it was not uncomfortable, and it was still warm.

Almost want to sleep here.

Su Chaya gave up his couch, Zhu Zhihan waved his hand, but he couldn't hold back the two of them.

Finally lay down.

Lying on the couch drowsily, she heard the two people outside seem to be talking about something related to the secret realm.

Su Chaya, the patriarch's daughter, seemed to have some doubts about the opening of the secret realm, saying that she had an ominous dream, which was a warning from the Deer God.

Bo Mingwei asked: "Did you not tell the person in charge of the Xianmeng?"

Su Chaya: "I told you, but it seems that the person in charge... didn't take corresponding measures."

Bo Mingwei was silent for a while: "The dream is too illusory, you should have doubts."

Su Chaya stopped talking.

Zhu Zhihan thought in a daze: Dream... Deer God...

Seems a little familiar.

But at this time, there was a commotion outside the tent.

Zhu Zhihan felt that he seemed to hear the voice of the sixth junior brother.

"Shameless Tianjing sect villain! Hand over my junior sister!"

No, it's not like.

It's really the sixth junior brother.

Why did the sixth junior brother come here and dare to say that?

is not it……

She cleared her mind and sat up from the bed.

In the compartment outside, Su Chaya and Bo Mingwei were no longer there, confirming Zhu Zhihan's conjecture.

She hurried out.

The sky is covered with snow, even at night, it is still bright under the moonlight.

In the distance, several familiar figures of Zhu Zhihan confronted the members of Tianjing Sect.

There were some people from the Luyun tribe surrounded outside, they seemed to be afraid that they would fight in the garrison, and they were watching vigilantly.

Zhu Zhihan saw the scorching red figure almost at a glance.

The figure held the knife and walked forward step by step in the snow, the tip of the knife drew long marks in the snow.

When she took a step forward, the members of the Tianjing Sect couldn't help but take a step back.

Zhu Zhihan suddenly felt unprecedented peace of mind.

Her Ghost Sorrow Master, the Daoist Luanwu who everyone fears, finally came.

She walked quietly in that direction.

In the distance, people from the Tianjing Sect could be heard cheering each other up: "Why are you retreating? Can she really kill us?"

"Can't you?"

"..." It seems that it really can.

Even more afraid.

Then Bo Mingwei shouted angrily: "Enough!"

Bo Mingwei looked at Luanwu, her voice was full of hostility: "Is she your disciple?"

Luanwu said casually: "According to seniority and strength, even your father should respectfully salute me. Junior, what do you use to talk to me like this?"

After the words fell, a terrifying power gushed out from her body.

"Putong, putong..." The disciple of Tianjing Sect knelt on the ground.

Bo Mingwei's bones made a crisp sound, she clenched her teeth and persisted for a few breaths, but she was still no match, her knees were pressed heavily into the snow.

Luanwu's black hair was blown away by the wind, his expression was indifferent, and the corners of his eyes were red, which complemented the flames and flowers between his eyebrows, mixed with the snow all over the sky, danger and madness coexisted.

It reminded Zhu Zhihan of the night when the demons invaded the Sumeru Realm.

Looking at this scene from afar, she deeply felt that Luanwu had shown mercy to her during the general election.

Su Chaya stood aside and tried to persuade the fight, but she was too soft and gentle to be of any use—although Zhu Zhihan couldn't think of anyone who could persuade Luanwu.

"Where did you hide her?"

Luanwu raised the Miao Dao, and supported Bo Mingwei's chin with the back of the saber, making Bo Mingwei raise her head.

Bo Mingwei was so oppressed that she was in a cold sweat, and when she heard this, she smiled coldly.

"Do not say?"

Bo Mingwei moved her lips, she didn't make a sound, but just made a mouth shape, Zhu Zhihan struggled to distinguish, it seemed to be four words.

Luanwu's expression changed slightly, and the tip of the knife advanced a little, piercing the flesh of Bo Mingwei's neck, and blood gushed out from it, dazzlingly red.

Zhu Zhihan's eyes are not good.

If this continues, Luanwu will kill Bo Mingwei.

It's not that she feels sorry for Bo Mingwei, if they kill the young suzerain of Tianjing sect, even if the suzerain of Tianjing sect doesn't value his children anymore, he will get angry at them for the sake of face!

Their little broken sect can't make things worse!

"Master!"

Zhu Zhihan didn't care to hide himself anymore, stepped out of the shadows, and ran towards Luanwu and the others with small steps.

The terrifying power on Luanwu loosened slightly.

Bo Mingwei turned her head and saw Zhu Zhihan, her pupils shrank slightly: "No..."

No one dared to stop Zhu Zhihan.

Zhu Zhihan ran smoothly into the crowd and walked in front of Luanwu.

Probably because of her illness, she trotted for a few steps and felt a little out of breath.

"Master, I'm fine."

She told the ins and outs, and said that even though she was reluctant, Bo Mingwei brought her here to see a doctor after all, and she deserved it.

She persuaded Luanwu earnestly and earnestly, that if the merits and demerits are equal, don't kill him.

Luanwu's eyes scanned Zhu Zhihan's body carefully, as if to confirm that she was fine, and then removed the knife from Bo Mingwei's neck.

But it was still between Bo Mingwei and Zhu Zhihan.

Behind Luanwu, the sixth junior brother waved to her: "Junior sister, come quickly!"

Wan Mengchen and the elder brother also looked relieved and smiled at her.

Zhu Zhihan passed Bo Mingwei and was about to go to the sixth junior brother and the others.

But when she passed by Bo Mingwei, she felt her clothes being grabbed by something - it was Bo Mingwei who was holding her.

Zhu Zhihan was startled slightly, and turned his head.

The moment Bo Mingwei made a move, Luanwu brought the knife to Bo Mingwei's neck again.

But Bo Mingwei didn't take back his hand.

"Master, don't move the knife first." Zhu Zhihan frowned and looked at Bo Mingwei, "What are you doing?"

Bo Mingwei moved her lips, her voice was almost silent.

Zhu Zhihan said patiently: "Please let go."

"No..." At this time,