Misty GL

"I'm tired, I want to be alone," Xuanxue sat on the couch tiredly,

The weakness of her body made her heart not strong enough,

Otherwise, with her temperament, Lingwan should be severely punished for daring to use the Nine-Turn Resurrection Pill without authorization.

Lingwan looked at her uneasily, reaching out to help her,

"Don't touch me", Xuanxue remembered the smell of sorrel on her body that night,

What he said just now felt ridiculous.

Her face was slightly cold, with an expression of refusal to be thousands of miles away.

"Then just rest." Lingwan withdrew her hand awkwardly, turned around and walked out,

A thin figure with robes reaching to the ground and hair flying.

Xuanxue didn't sleep well, she always had Lingwan's face in her dreams,

Sometimes frivolous, sometimes affectionate;

She held her hand tightly, with a concerned and nervous expression on her face,

The tears she shed silently in the pit of her neck,

She still has the aftertaste of her skin, the red mark on her collarbone,

The appearance of Qinghua hugging her.

Xuanxue got up suddenly, dripping with sweat, confused and pale,

"My child, where is my child!".

"My lord, is the little master asleep?" Wan'er came in from the outside, looked at Xuanxue's pale face,

"Do you want Wan'er to come in?"

Xuanxue waved her hands weakly, "Let her fall asleep."

She slowly propped herself up, Wan'er stepped forward to help, but Xuanxue pushed her away,

"You rest, I'll go out for a walk."

Xuanxue came out of the palace, and the green lotus bloomed in the pond, glowing with faint green light,

She brushed the lotus petals with her fingers, and said in a low voice, "Lian Hui".

Xuanxue's pale skin was blown by the gentle night breeze, and it felt a bit cool,

She looked down at the slender palm, her fingertips were cold, her divine power collapsed and her blood was exhausted,

Even if it is the Nine-turn Resurrection Pill, it can only be exchanged for more than ten or twenty years of life.

I hate that person for doing such disobedient things regardless of the seriousness!

In the future, how to face the new God Emperor?

If she couldn't kill the Devil Emperor because of this, wouldn't she be a sinner through the ages!

Xuanxue stood against the wind, thinking of the man who said that she would bear the infamy for ten thousand years, her heart surged and her emotions were complicated.

Xuanxue skimmed onto the glazed tiles on the roof of the hall, and the wind blew her clothes,

The gentle breeze could not soothe the bottom of my heart, I only felt irritable, depressed and depressed.

Across the magnolia tree, you can see the faint peach blossom forest in the west hall,

Standing a slender figure, staring blankly at the direction of the East Hall,

If you look carefully, you will know that what you are looking at is the window of the Xuanxue bedroom in the East Hall.

The peach tree grew taller than the surrounding peach trees, and the peach blossoms were scattered, but it was so tall that it could see her window.

Xuanxue curled up her fingers, the expression on her face changed, and finally she couldn't help but make a move.

A stream of light passed by, the peach tree was broken in two, and the person on the tree also fell down.

The next night, Xuanxue woke up from the nightmare again, stood facing the wind,

Then I saw the peach tree that was cut off last night, growing again,

The people on the tree still stared in a daze.

Xuanxue was sullen, the peach tree was cut off, revived, cut off, revived,

I can't cut it all,

Just like her nightmare every night, she came back from the dead.

In the blink of an eye, Lianhui grew up, from babbling to bouncing around,

Xuanxue always hugged her, sitting under the magnolia tree, looking at the tomb of the gods in the distance,

As if like this, her heart can be much calmer.

"Xian Ah", Lian Hui turned her head and shouted, struggling in Xuanxue's arms, but Xuanxue refused to let go,

"Mother, I want to play with Xian'a," Lian Hui said softly with her clear eyes and pink face.

Xuanxue was helpless, so she urged, "Come back earlier",

"Okay," Lian replied in a childish voice, and ran towards Xian'a.

Xian'a not far away, wearing a moon white skirt, looks like a finely carved jade,

It was carved out of the same mold as Lingwan, but compared to Lingwan's frivolous and charming,

At such a young age, he appears a little restrained, with a cold look on his face,

Only when he sees Lianhui, can he show a childlike innocent smile.

Lingwan let go of Xian'a's hand, and she pulled Lian back to run outside.

Lingwan walked towards Xuanxue slowly, every step made Xuanxue curl up her fingers nervously, and turned back to the hall.

"Xue'er", Lingwan called her softly,

"You are not allowed to call me like that," Xuanxue said coldly, her entire body on guard.

Lingwan lowered her head, and the magnolia flowers that were full of trees fell down, gently brushing Xuanxue's hair, cheeks and shoulders, lovingly.

"You don't have to be afraid of me," Lingwan said softly,

"There are only you, me and two children left in the Protoss, and it is enough for me to protect you well."

That's right, if she falls into the Dao in the future, her Lian'er will have to be taken care of by Lingwan.

Xuanxue pursed her lips and said, "As long as you don't say any more ridiculous things, I'm going to be like fire and water with you."

Lingwan gave a very shallow smile, "Okay, let's not talk about it",

She walked behind Xuanxue, seeing her shrinking her shoulders slightly,

Then he pushed the swing and let her swing slowly.

"Children love to play, why do you push me?" Xuanxue said helplessly,

As the swing swayed, her hair flew up, brushed Ling Wan's face, and fell full of her arms.

The golden crow sank, and Xuanxue was about to get up when she lost feeling in her legs.

She pulled the rope of the swing, trembling all over, gritted her teeth and shouted,

"Wan'er, help me go back."

Lingwan narrowed her eyes slightly, pursed her lips tightly, was she so weak?

Wouldn't it work even if it was the Nine Revolutions Resurrection Pill?

Wan'er didn't know where she went, Xuanxue's knuckles were turning white while holding the rope, but she refused to speak.

Lingwan couldn't help but hugged her horizontally, and in a flash, she appeared in the hall and gently placed her on the couch.

Leaning over, the hair that fell down brushed against Xuanxue's face, itching slightly,

The scent of peach blossoms belonging to Lingwan, mixed with magnolia flowers, is quiet and serene.

Xuanxue raised her eyes and saw Lingwan pursing her lips, her brows and eyes hiding worry,

The beautiful chin curves along the slender jade neck, exhaling like blue,

She turned her head away, and then remembered the dazzling red that night.

In the middle of the night, Xuanxue woke up from a nightmare, restless, sweating profusely,

"The lord is having nightmares again?" Wan'er opened the box, took out a pill,

"Shenshen Pill refined by Yao Zhenren can dispel bad smell."

Xuanxue held the elixir, and could faintly smell an astonishing aura, rare and rare,

But such a pill, she has to take one every day,

Over the years, without Yao Zhenren's elixir, even the Nine Transformations Resurrection Pill would not be able to save her.

Just because her qi was exhausted early, her life, her doom, should have arrived on the day when Lian Hui was born.

If you act against the heavens and disturb the calamity, even the gods will be punished by heaven.

Just like that, the two legs lost consciousness.

On this day, Lingwan came to the East Hall, followed by an old man with a hunchback,

The beard and hair are all white, wearing civilian clothes, carrying a medical kit, with a face full of reluctance,

He looked around in disgust, and muttered,

"This is the Shenxu Palace, but that's all."

Ling Wan didn't get angry, and ordered, "Come here, serve tea to Peng Shu's ancestral witch",

"Witch Clan?" Wan'er pushed Xuanxue out from inside, and said softly,

"It turns out that the lame fairy you mentioned is her," Peng Shuzu said without hesitation.

Wan'er became anxious when she heard this, and scolded, "Presumptuous, how dare you be unreasonable to the Lord!".

Xuanxue said with a cold face, "Wan'er, push me back",

"Quite tempered," Zuwu Peng Shu took a sip of his tea, crossed his legs and said to Lingwan,

"You heard it, it's not that I don't want to treat it, it's that she doesn't want to,"

"Wait a moment," Lingwan said to Peng Shu Zuwu, then turned and entered the hall,

Seeing Xuan Xue turned her back to her, looking out the window, she said, "He has a way to heal your leg."

"No need", Xuanxue said coldly, "Why should I ask him to cure me".

Lingwan squatted beside her and said softly,

"Lian'er always said that she wanted you to accompany her to the Cangmu Forest, to the Shenmu Jian, and to the biggest magnolia tree that you often go to Cold Wind Cliff...",

Xuanxue curled her fingers, pursed her lips and remained silent,

"Ancestor Peng Shu has a strange temperament and a bad speech, but he is the most powerful witch doctor,

As long as you use 72 gold needles, your leg may have a chance to heal",

Lingwan persuaded, "Promise me, okay?".

Xuanxue looked into her concerned eyes, lowered her eyes, and then nodded.

Seeing Xuanxue and Lingwan reappearing, Peng Shuzu snorted coldly,

Domineeringly said to Ling Wan, "You go out first",

"Old Ancestor", Ling Wan was about to speak,

Zuwu Peng Shu said impatiently, "When I am performing acupuncture, I am most annoyed by other people's disturbance, so get out!",

Wan'er refused to leave, Peng Shu Zuwu yelled,

"Okay, if I make a mistake, your master may die."

When Wan'er heard this, she refused to leave even more.

"Let's all go out," Xuanxue said,

Lingwan glanced at Peng Shu Zuwu, his eyes darkened,

"Let's go, let's go," Peng Shu Zuwu coaxed them out impatiently.

"Turn up the corners of your skirt" when there is no one in the hall, Peng Shu Zuwu said to Xuanxue,

Xuanxue didn't move, "Trouble", Peng Shu said impatiently,

The palm shook, and the corners of the skirt under the knees were shattered, exposing two clean legs.

Without raising his eyelids, Peng Shuzu took out the parchment from the medical box behind his back,

Spread it out, and there are 72 shining golden needles inside.

His face was slightly stern, and with a clap of his palm, 72 golden needles shot out, floating in the air, shining golden light.

Zuwu Peng Shu took out a small bottle, and a ball of green spirit liquid rose from it.

Divided into 72 groups with spiritual consciousness,

72 golden needles accurately penetrated 72 groups of spiritual liquid,

They were then pierced into Xuanxue's legs respectively.

Just showing this hand, the consciousness is strong and precise,

There are only a handful of people in the Three Realms who can do it.

I didn't feel it at first, but gradually, I felt a dull pain in my legs.

The pain gradually increased in the back, fine beads of sweat formed on Xuanxue's forehead,

And Peng Shu Zuwu's face became more and more cautious. In the future, every injection may lead to the failure of previous efforts.

After a stick of incense, Peng Shu's ancestral witch had performed all 72 formations, his face was slightly pale,

It was obvious that his consciousness was exhausted too much, he saw Xuanxue trembling all over,

A ray of light popped out from her knuckles and hit her knee,

Seeing Xuanxue subconsciously kicked her leg, she smiled and said, "It's done."

72 gold needles fell to the ground, making a tinkling sound,

Zuwu Peng Shu wiped the golden needle carefully and said,

"You are even more tempered than me. If it weren't for the help of Lingwan, I would never have stepped into your Wanshen Mountain."