The host of the spiritual root of the master of magic

Hearing Lan Wangji's familiar voice, Weng Li stopped what he was doing.But I still can't believe it in my heart, so the glass hairpin in my hand is still placed on the neck, and I dare not let go at all.Weng Li only saw Lan Wangji's movements, and felt a throbbing pain in his heart.She said softly: "A Li; give me the hairpin, don't be afraid, you can see clearly that it's really me! I'm here to pick you up."

Only then did Weng Li regain his composure, and went to take a closer look at the person who rushed in.When she was sure it was really Lan Wangji, she froze on the couch.As if a blind person suddenly saw the light, his eyes lit up immediately.But at this time, her mind had already begun to blur.Lan Wangji didn't think too much about it.He acted according to what Weng Tong wrote in his palm just now.Picking up Weng Li and gently returning back the same way.Jump over low walls.Turn over the sword.Go straight to the unknown place in the deep clouds.

Here Tuoba Yuan came to Qinglong Hall.Seeing Weng Tong from afar, he was sitting peacefully in the hall drinking tea at a leisurely pace.Feeling something strange in my heart, I lowered my head and thought for a moment, then turned around and went back to Qilin Hall.But wait until he walks into the apse to have a look.But people have already gone to the couch.Seeing this, Tuoba Yuan felt a burst of irritability in his heart, he violently swept the brocade quilt on the couch to the ground.There was only a crisp sound of "jingle", and something fell at his feet.Tuoba Yuan looked down.It turned out to be Lan's passing order.He picked up the jade order and held it in his hand to look at it for a long time. After a while, the corners of his mouth curled up, and a wicked smile hung on his lips, and he murmured: "It's really a good show. Tuning the tiger away from the mountain. Very good. Very good Good." After speaking, the smile slowly disappeared from the corner of his mouth, leaving only the coldness on his face and the hostility in his eyes.

At this moment, Lan Wangji held Weng Li in his arms, Yu Jian went straight to Yunshen without any delay, and he didn't know how many speed-up moves and how much spiritual power he had spent along the way.He could feel Weng Li's breathing getting faster and faster.The body is getting hotter and hotter.When touching Weng Li's skin, you can still hear a low moan.So he had to bring the person in his arms back to the world that belonged to the two of them as soon as possible.Along the way, Weng Li almost clung to his body and came back.Lan Wangji knew it was in the Qilin Hall.In order to suppress the love Gu in his body, Weng Li had already exhausted all the spiritual power and true energy in his body.If it weren't for that spiritual root, I'm afraid it would not be able to hold on long ago.Lan Wangji endured and let Weng Li bite on his neck and earlobe to think.Suppressing the longing and impulse in his heart, he safely brought Weng Li back to Yun Shen's unknown quiet room.

In the quiet room, Lan Wangji gently placed Weng Li on the couch, got up and wanted to fetch some hot water for Weng Li to wash.But Weng Li clung to him tightly with both hands and refused to let go at all.Eyes full of longing and anticipation.A pair of hands were still tearing at Lan Wangji's robe indiscriminately.It also tore at Lan Wangji's last sanity.After a while, there was a storm in the quiet room.A piece of spring is infinite.In the quiet room, the night wind is blowing slowly, and the silence is like a chilling cicada.

The next day, Lan Wangji, who always woke up at Mao, slept until Chen.As soon as he got up, he ordered his disciples to prepare hot water to bathe Weng Li.Last night due to the mobilization of the poisonous gu.Too crazy to know if I hurt her.So he specially brought hot water to help her take a bath.

After pouring the hot water into the bathtub, Lan Wangji went to the bedside to pick up Weng Li, but when he touched Weng Li's body, he felt a bit of chill.Lan Wangji was startled unknowingly, the two of them fell asleep for more than an hour, and Weng Li's body became so cold in this short hour, it seemed that what he feared the most had happened.Lan Wangji hastily put his hand on Weng Li's pulse, and the ice silkworms in Weng Li's body were extremely active at the moment.Those ice silkworms scurry up and down in Weng Li's meridians.Lan Wangji immediately understood that the ice silkworm poison had taken effect.After last night, the spiritual root that helped Weng Li resist the ice silkworm poison had already changed hands to himself.I also got half of Weng Li's cultivation base and spiritual power.The remaining bit of spiritual power and cultivation at this moment can no longer help her resist the erosion of the ice silkworm poison.

Lan Wangji picked up Weng Li and put her into a bathtub filled with hot water. He only hoped that the hot water would warm Weng Li's body. "Feng Yi has been meditating and adjusting his breath since returning from the pass last night, and he has already recovered a lot in the morning.She also knew about the violent storm in the quiet room last night.So I stood guard at the door of the quiet room very early but didn't go in.At this moment, when she heard Lan Wangji suddenly calling her, Feng Yi hurriedly entered the room.Seeing that Lan Wangji was sending spiritual power to Weng Li who was soaking in hot water, he knew that something was going to happen soon.Looking down, the spiritual root on Weng Li's right chest has disappeared.

Feng Yi saw that Weng Li's face was pale at the moment.Even the lips are pale.He immediately understood that it was the ice silkworm poison attack.After a while, the hot water in the bathtub turned into cold water.Lan Wangji quickly wrapped Weng Li's body with a cloth towel, carried her back to the couch and covered her with two brocade quilts.He also put the fur cloak on Weng Li's body, and then continued to inject spiritual power into her.But all this seems to be of no use.Weng Li's body became colder and colder.Almost like a dead person.Lan Wangji, who had always been calm, was a little flustered.For a while, I didn't know what to do.

It was the first time Feng Yi saw Lan Wangji's flustered expression, and he was extremely anxious: "Hanguang-jun, it's useless to go on like this. Even if you exhaust your spiritual power, Hanguang-jun, the ice silkworm poison still can't be cured. Now The only way is to remove the poison of the ice silkworm, otherwise after three days, the young master's blood will be completely coagulated and there will be no way to recover."

Lan Wangji said: "Feng Yi; do you know how to cure the poison of the ice silkworm?" After a while he suddenly remembered that in Yanbei Snow Mountain, Weng Li used his mouth to help him suck out the ice silkworm.I can't help but feel happy.Then he said to Feng Yi: "Yes, didn't A Li help me suck out the ice silkworm with her mouth last time? I can also suck it out for her. I am in good health and can withstand the poison of the ice silkworm."

Feng Yi shook his head involuntarily and said: "Even though you got the spiritual root in Xiandu, you are not the host. If it is not the host, how could the blood of the spiritual root attract the ice silkworm? The spiritual root has already been transformed into spiritual power and cultivation in your body If you don’t believe me, see if you have traces of spiritual roots on your body.” Lan Wangji lowered his head and tore open his neckline to look again and again, and sure enough there were no traces of spiritual roots.It turns out that after the spiritual root changes hands, it will be transformed into a cultivation base, and the host will no longer exist.

Lan Wangji slumped down on the couch, he hugged Weng Li's cold body tightly.He murmured: "What's the use of my cultivation base. What's the use of my cultivation base!"

Feng Yi said: "Don't worry about the immortals. Although this ice silkworm is the most extremely cold in the world, even our Medicine Gu Division has no antidote. But there are two places in this world that still have antidote."

Lan Wangji was overjoyed when he heard the words: "Which two places?"

Feng Yi said: "First of all, it is the thousand-year-old ice from Youxue Pavilion. But now that things have come to this point, I am afraid that Tuoba Yuan will not send out the thousand-year-old ice."

Lan Wangji hurriedly said, "Then where is the other place?"

Feng Yi said: "There is also the Nanzhao secret medicine that is thousands of miles away." Wen Qiwan. ""

Lan Wangji was overjoyed when he heard the words, "I'm going to Nanzhao now."

Feng Yi said sternly: "Xiandu just got the young master's spiritual root, and his spiritual power is vain. At this time, Yu Jian went to Nanzhao. This is the opposite. I'm afraid it will take at least four days."

Lan Wangji said, "Then Ah Li can last four more days?"

Feng Yi said: "I can't do it alone, but if I use the guardian bird and the spiritual power of Lan Zongzhu, I can help the young master last for four days, but it is possible to return to Xiandu in four days?"

Lan Wangji nodded: "As long as Feng Yi and brother can support me, I can come back. Even if it destroys my cultivation, I will come back within four days."