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Qing Cang felt the familiar aura, and his heart was shocked.

He stared and saw a few figures coming through the air.

The leading man was wearing a green shirt, with snowy hair on his head, his eyes were as weathered as the sea, and his posture was extremely tall and straight.

He was carrying a long sword on his back and rushing towards Qing Cang with excitement.

"Sixth Junior Brother!"

Qing Cang recognized Song Siming, whose temperament had changed drastically. His originally sad expression was a little more startled, but he soon became equally excited.

But he was still very anxious in his heart, fearing that it would be too late to reminisce with Song Siming.

At this time, Song Siming led Guan and the others to Qing Cang.

Their trip was to go to Taiyun Realm.

In order to continue to expand the influence of Qinglian Chamber of Commerce.

Just as a new round of supplies arrived from Yunning Prefecture.

Song Siming left Song Yuanzhou, who was still seriously injured, to recuperate in Qianhai Realm.

Taking the jar and Liangchen, they went to Taiyun Realm.

I didn't expect to see my senior brother on the sea of ​​clouds.

As soon as this pair of brothers and sisters met, their eyes immediately turned red.

When Song Siming got closer, he saw Qing Cang's broken leg.

The blood kept falling, which made him shocked and angry.

There is also the female demon cultivator in the arms of the senior brother.

At this time, he was on his deathbed and could only hold his breath.

It seemed like he would die at any moment.

"Quick! Bring me the golden elixir!"

Song Siming didn't ask Qingcang what happened, such nonsense.

Under Qing Cang's stunned eyes, Song Siming shouted anxiously to the jar next to him.

Hearing this, Guan Guan hurriedly took out a sack of pills.

He found a bottle of elixir and handed it to the senior brother anxiously.

At the same time, Song Siming also took out a bottle of elixir and handed it to Qing Cang.

Upon seeing this, Liangchen and Wuwu immediately flew to four directions.

They worked together to use secret techniques to completely cover up the aura of this sea of ​​clouds.

Qing Cang took the elixir and shattered the elixir bottle, revealing two elixirs that glowed with glow.

Seeing this, Qing Cang looked at Song Siming in confusion.

Today's Song Siming is only in the late stage of pill formation.

How come you have such a heaven-defying elixir in your hand?

But Qingcang didn't dare to neglect, he also had absolute trust in Song Siming at this moment.

Immediately give the dying Hongdie the soul-reviving pill given by Song Siming.

Not long after Hongdie swallowed the pill, her body began to glow with a milky white light.

However, the situation was still very critical, so he just took a breath.

Once the effects of the medicine wear off, you still have to finish playing.

When Qing Cang saw that the elixir had miraculous effects, a hint of joy came over his face.

"Lao Liu, do you have any other pills?

It can detoxify! "

Qingcang just saw the sack of pills in the jar.

There must be at least a thousand pills.

It can be used as a meal.

"This... senior brother, we..."

When Song Siming heard this and saw Qing Cang's expectant eyes, he didn't know how to answer.

Those two pills are already the best pills they can come up with now.

The alchemy fellows on the other side of the mountain also cannot use higher-level demon fires due to their realm.

It is not possible to refine higher-grade elixirs for the time being.

This is Song Siming's fifth-turn soul-sustaining pill that corresponds to the realm of divine transformation.

Huang is still in charge of the alchemy department, in order to surpass other departments in the annual competition.

He personally worked with dozens of fellow disciples to refine the elixir that took dozens of days.

Only five pills were made from the two furnaces.

But he used two thousand-year-old elixir.

Li Cheng at the time scolded him for being a prodigal.

Later, Li Cheng gave the elixir directly to Yongjie Five.

Bei Ai likes Song Siming, the sixth senior brother.

So he gave this precious elixir to Song Siming.

"Senior Brother, these elixirs like ours may not be able to cure the poison of the female cultivator in your arms."

Gu Guan saw Song Siming hesitant and unwilling to tell the truth to Qing Cang.

Then he spoke for Song Siming.

The flesh and blood beside the horrific blood hole on Hongdie's body was slowly festering.

You don't need to think too much to know that you are poisoned.

Because antidote pills are not very popular.

Therefore, the alchemy department rarely refines detoxifying pills.

"so……"

The fire of hope that had just emerged from Qing Cang was immediately extinguished when he heard the jar say this.

Looking at Song Siming's ashamed eyes, Qing Cang shook his head at him.

"I plan to go back to Yunning Prefecture and ask my senior brother to save her!

Lao Liu, I’m glad to see your senior brother today. See you next time and tell me about you! "

Qingtian didn't intend to waste any more time.

He swallowed the golden elixir of reconstruction in one gulp and endured the intense pain from his severed limb.

Qingcang said goodbye to Song Siming and the others in a deep voice, planning to leave with Hongdie.

"Elder brother! Do you know how far away Yunning Prefecture is from here?

She won't last until then! "

Seeing Qingcang's disappointed look, it no longer looked like it had before.

Song Siming felt sad and quickly spoke out to dissuade him.

As for Hongdie's injury, he would definitely die immediately as soon as the effect of the Soul Renewing Pill wears off.

Even if Hongdie can reach Yunning Prefecture alive.

But Master made it clear that his identity must not be revealed outside.

Senior brother will take it back now.

The master is afraid that he will drive the senior brother out of the mountain directly.

Song Siming really didn't want to see his former unruly senior brother do these things.

"Let me accompany her until the end."

Qingcang lowered his head and glanced at Hongdie, who was still frowning in pain after losing consciousness.

He raised his head and smiled at Song Siming, who was squinting.

Seeing Qing Cang's ugly smile, Song Siming felt disappointed for no reason.

What has Senior Brother experienced in the past few years?

There is no trace of the past?

"No! You are our senior brother, what are you doing now?

Doesn't it look anything like before? "

Seeing Qing Cang was about to leave, Song Siming grabbed Qing Cang's shoulder.

Does he know what price his fellow disciples paid in order to be able to carry out activities in Yongcang Prefecture?

In the past few years, Guan and the others have been the grandsons of other demon cultivators in the Qianhai Realm.

If you are not careful outside, you will be beaten to death by other demon cultivators!

Where is Qingcang at this time?

Now that they had just met, he was about to leave his fellow disciples behind.

Just for a female demon cultivator who has nothing to do with them?

Are you still willing to risk being kicked out of the mountain?

Song Siming, who had been struggling with the Qinglian Sword Sect in recent years, was very puzzled by this.

He understands very well the feeling of being regarded as hope by his fellow disciples.

For his fellow disciples in Yongcangzhou, Qingcang should have been the same.

After all, he is the senior brother, and this status cannot be replaced by other disciples.

But he...

So Song Siming didn't mind him being the villain.

We also need to let Senior Brother wake up.

"Lao Liu, I know what I'm doing.

Let go, I beg you, senior brother. "

Qing Cang looked back at Song Siming, who was extremely serious, with a bit of relief flashing in his eyes.

But now that he has decided to return to Yunning Prefecture.

Of course, Song Siming will not be stopped.

"Are you actually begging me?"

Song Siming thought he heard wrongly.

Seeing Qing Cang's sentimental gaze, Song Siming shook his head from side to side, looked away, and retracted his hand.

Facing such a senior brother, he had nothing to say.

"Two senior brothers, can you listen to me?"

At this time, Gu Gu, who had been listening to Song Siming and talking to Qing Cang, finally couldn't help but speak.

He had seen Song Siming and Qing Cang arguing fiercely before, but could not find a chance to interrupt.

I also heard that my senior brother has a bad temper, so I have endured it until now.

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