I lead the villains to help justice in the world of cultivating immortals

Seeing Xingli's determination, Murong Qing closed her eyes slightly to cover up the sorrow in her eyes, and then stood in front of Xingli as if she had made some decision.

"Let's stop here, everyone. Mo Sheng's tendons are broken. Even if his dantian is not destroyed, he won't be able to go far in the future. Stop."

After all, Murong Qing is the head of the Four Great Sects, so his words are more intimidating than Xingli's words.

As soon as these words came out, most people were still willing to give him this face.

"That's right, if the meridian is broken, I shouldn't be able to go far."

"Indeed, it's almost the same if the meridian is broken."

.....

But the head of the Tianlei Sect disagreed and said, "How can you stop here? This son of Mo Sheng wiped out one of my branches at that time. If you stop here, one day he will have some chance to grow up and come back to you Are you not afraid of revenge?"

It's like saying it in everyone's heart.

Cutting the weeds and rooting out the roots is the kingly way.

The person who was just about to say a few words for Mo Sheng also took a break.

Xing Li looked at that person and frowned, she was an old acquaintance.

Just when Xingli was about to fight with that person, Mo Sheng grabbed Xingli's sleeve and stood in front of everyone.

He exuded an aura of world-weariness and indifference all over his body, his black eyes were deep and deep, and his voice sounded suddenly, with a tremor hidden in his cold voice, "You don't need to do anything."

The voice just fell.

Mo Sheng took out the saber at his waist, tightly gripped the handle of the saber, and stabbed it into his dantian tremblingly.

Xing Li was fooled by Mo Sheng's actions, and just stayed where she was.

"Mo Sheng! What are you doing?!" Xingli covered the wound at Mo Sheng's dantian with her hands, and used her spiritual power to help Mo Sheng close the big hole.

But to no avail.

Mo Sheng's dantian was almost shattered into many pieces, unable to store even a little spiritual power.

Xing Li was so anxious that she burst into tears, desperately using her spiritual power to help Mo Sheng stop the bleeding.

The coquettish blood dripped on the ground, and the inner disciple's uniform, which symbolized cleanliness and glory, was stained with blood.

Xingli quickly helped Mo Sheng's body, and looked at Murong Qing beside him begging for help.

Eye sockets were red, Xingli was fragile and helpless at this time, the cautiousness and pleading in her glistening eyes made Murong Qing feel sad.

Helpless, only Murong Qing sighed and shook his head in exchange.

Mo Sheng, who was leaning on Xingli's body, sniffed the smell of Xingli's body, as if he was looking for the last ounce of comfort...

Then he fell unconscious.

Xing Li quickly took Mo Sheng away, and brought Mo Sheng back to Liyou Pavilion almost in a state of embarrassment.

"System! What should I do..." Xing Li squatted on the ground, looking at the blood on her hands in a daze.

"How to do..."

"How to do..."

It's like falling into boundless self-blame.

Xin Li wiped the blood from her hands on her dress, but no matter how many times she wiped it, Xin Li still felt that her hands were covered with Mo Sheng's blood.

Guilt.

Boundless self-blame.

It was like a big net that wrapped Xingli, making her breathless.

[Fifth grade elixir can restore Mo Sheng's meridians, but...the damage to Dantian cannot be recovered. 】

The system also felt distressed when looking at Xing Li.

The fact that Mo Sheng abolished his dantian was something that no one thought of.

In the collapsed plot in the book, even if Mo Sheng was forced into any situation, he did not destroy his dantian.

messed up, messed up...

Total mess.

Hearing the system's words, Xingli remembered the bottle of fifth-grade elixir she had given Liang Yin.

Xingli almost crawled to Liang Yin's room to find her.

"Sound! Sound! Are you there?"

There was still a cry in Xingli's voice vaguely.

Xingli patted on the door, pretending to be calm.

crunch--

Liang Yin opened the door, looked at Xingli in front of him complicatedly, and called softly, "Master."

"Yinyin, that... Is the fifth-grade pill I gave you that day still there?"

Xingli waited eagerly for Liang Yin's answer.

Liang Yin looked at the disheveled Xing Li in front of him, pursed his lips, and took out the bottle of fifth-grade elixir from his bosom.

Handed it to Xing Li.

"Master, is there something wrong with the senior brother? Can I go and see?"

Xingli did not reject Liang Yin.

Bringing Liang Yin to Liyou Pavilion, Xingli didn't shy away from Liang Yin feeding the pill to Mo Sheng.

Originally, Mo Sheng didn't want to eat it, but Xing Li forcefully opened Mo Sheng's mouth and poured it into him.

After eating, Mo Sheng's face became rosy.

Only then did Xingli feel relieved, and looked at Liang Yin gratefully, "Yinyin, thank you for giving the medicine to your senior brother."

Liang Yin looked at Xingli's listless expression, and said, "Master, go back and rest for a while, senior brother may not wake up for a while, I'll watch over here, don't worry."

Xing Li looked at the resolute Liang Yin in front of her, and thought to herself: That's okay, after all, she is the heroine of the original book, and she is a professional in healing villains.

So Xingli nodded.

However, after leaving the door, Xingli discovered that the room Mo Sheng was lying in was her own room!

Where do you go to rest? !

Helpless, Xingli had no choice but to come to Lanxing Pavilion again.

She also knew why the original owner liked this place so much, because it was considered a pure land.

Xingli entered the first floor, she didn't look carefully last time, this time because there is no place to go, Xingli is going to take it as a scenic spot for sightseeing.

The majestic Zangshu Pavilion has almost all kinds of classics.

Xing Li also came here to find out if there was a way to help Mo Sheng restore his dantian.

This is a world of cultivating immortals, Xingli does not believe that there is nothing to do.

Xingli and the others didn't care about other types of books, and went directly to medical treatment and other medical skills.

Just plunged in.

Almost every book has been read.

But no, no leads whatsoever.

The only way is to give up cultivating immortals and practice witchcraft and demon skills.

Suddenly caught in an endless loop, Xingli sighed helplessly and rubbed her sore eyes.

Get up and look outside, it's already dark.

It turned out that Xing Li had already been there for a day before she knew it.

Xingli wanted to see if Mo Sheng had woken up, so she helped a bookshelf, and accidentally touched a bump.

Out of curiosity, Xingli touched the thing that looked like a small button.

thump—

The door of a secret room was exposed.

Xingli thought about the memory in her mind, as if it had been a long time ago, but Xingli could vaguely feel that it should be a place that was very important to the original owner.

Out of respect for the original owner, Xingli didn't go in.

Just as he was about to turn around and leave, a voice came from behind, "Why don't you go in?"

A familiar voice suddenly sounded.

Xingli turned her head to look at Murong Qing, "You also know this place?"

Xingli looked at Murongqing in front of her with a little scrutiny in her eyes.

Murong Qing didn't answer, walked in front, put his hands behind his back, and walked into the dark corridor first.

Xing Li pursed her lips and frowned slightly. She couldn't figure out what Murong Qing meant, but she still stepped up to keep up with him.

After walking for about ten meters, it suddenly became clear.

Xingli looked at her in disbelief.

He is everywhere, but not only him.

It is almost a perfect replica of the furnishings of Liyou Pavilion, but the difference is that the room is filled with portraits of Murong Qing!

There was also Xing Li who had been silently watching him in the dark.

The original owner also painted himself.

When Murong Qing was still a little milk dumpling, Xingli was on the side giving directions.

Murong Qing's youthful spirit of winning the inner sect competition for the first time, Xingli looked admiringly with those loving eyes in the dark.

.......

There are many, many others, so many that even if Xingli has the memory of the original owner, she can't completely remember them all.

Almost all the paintings are revealing the original owner's forbearing love for Murong Qing.

Xing Li felt a lump in her throat, and tears leaked from the end of her eyes.