Countdown to the villain's darkening, the host must be rescued quickly

Qi Sui was seriously injured. The half-demon's body was already dilapidated and could no longer withstand too much damage.

Now that the demonic energy invaded his body, he was even more severely affected.

He Yi took him back to Hengyang Sect and prayed to his master to save his life.

So everyone in Hengyang Sect knew it.

Their junior brother came back from the mountain this time and brought back a half-demon, which went against the ancestral precepts of the Hengyang Sect.

Everyone came to persuade him not to openly oppose his master.

Liu Xuning colluded with the devil and was injured and killed by the explosive demonic energy in Liuxiang Town that day.

The master has long been exhausted mentally and physically by this, and now that he brings a half-demon to join in the fun, wouldn't it just add fuel to the fire?

So they all told him not to seek such bad luck.

Besides, Qi Sui is a half-demon. Although he used to be a human, so what?

He Yi didn't listen. Qisui's injuries were too serious. If the master didn't save him, he really didn't know what to do.

He Yi knelt in front of the master's door, kowtowing and praying to him to save Qi Sui.

His throat was hoarse from shouting, his head was broken and bleeding.

As long as the master agrees, He Yi is willing even if he is asked not to come down from the mountain again.

Everyone laughed at him for being stupid, for sacrificing himself here for a half-demon who was no longer human.

That night, He Yi waited for a long time, kowtowing in the cold wind and praying, hoping that the master would open the door and that the master would help him.

The wounds on his body had not yet scabbed over, and every pull on him tortured him until his face was distorted, and he was in great pain.

The sound of the wound tearing was close to his ears, almost killing him.

The blood soaked the thin material of his clothes, blurring the ground where he was kneeling into bloody patches, which was shocking.

But he gritted his teeth and kept kowtowing for most of the night.

"Master" one after another, "Please" one after another.

Finally, the old man stepped out of the door, looked at him, and sighed helplessly.

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Qi Sui didn't know how long he slept. He only remembered that he had a long dream. In the dream, he was from birth to growth, from Changqi Palace to the Gobi Beach.

Frame by frame, scene by scene, all played out in his mind.

In his dream, he watched that "Qi Sui" repeat the life trajectory he was so familiar with, from the military camp to the common people, with the light of swords and shadows, and the bonfire mountains.

Everything is too familiar and yet too strange.

He wanted to ask himself again at this time.

If he was given another chance to come back, he would choose to enter the military camp as he did before and devote his future to all living beings.

He should continue to be his little overlord who eats, drinks and has fun in the Changqi Palace. He fishes today, plays with birds tomorrow, and is a carefree child.

At that moment time seemed to stop.

Looking back on all the time, he also looked back on the top of the snow-capped mountains.

He stood on the top of the snow-capped mountains, looking out at the vast world of sentient beings. On one side were fireworks and new tea, on the other side were gunpowder smoke and ruins.

As if telling him how he should choose.

But the snow-capped mountains under their feet suddenly screamed, and as the ground collapsed and the mountains shook, a large expanse of white washed away the world in front of them, submerging everything in it.

Everything is gone.

All he could see was a piece of snow falling on his palm.

He merged with the snow, and the wind carried him through the ten-mile street, passing the windmill of a young child, the blade of a street vendor, and stopping at the golden crown of a married girl.

The scene turned and he landed on a pitch-black battlefield.

Hear the neighing of the war horses soaring into the sky, see the hot blood sprinkled on the ground, and the fallen battle flags.

Finally, he stayed on the fingertips of a young man on the battlefield, melted into water, and washed away the blood on his fingertips.

The young man looked at him, at the coldness on his fingertips.

Qi Sui also looked at him, at Xue, and at the young man.

The young man looked at himself.

...

Qi Sui opened his eyes, his brain was confused, and his chest seemed to be pressed by a huge stone, and his whole body was extremely heavy.

He looked above his head in confusion, the unfamiliar environment making him temporarily uncomfortable.

A sharp voice suddenly sounded in my ears, "Senior brother, senior brother! He's awake! Come and see!"

Qisui's ears went numb, and suddenly there were thumping footsteps at the door, and a face that was both familiar and unfamiliar suddenly zoomed in before his eyes.

"Qisui! Wake up, you finally woke up!"

He Yi squeezed his shoulder with one hand in excitement, and the strength of his hand increased uncontrollably, causing Qi Sui's expression to distort in pain.

As a result, my throat was so dry that I couldn't curse even a single word.

Seeing this, Qing Fu on the side was so frightened that she quickly pulled away He Yi's hand, "Brother, what are you doing! You hurt him!"

"It hurts...it hurts..."

He Yi was horrified, looked at his hand, and immediately shrank behind his back, shuffling towards the door, "Qingfu, please take care of it for me, I... I'm going to cook the medicine now!"

He Yi turned around and walked towards the door. As he walked, he felt uneasy and suddenly looked back.

As he moved forward, he was caught off guard and bumped into the door frame.

The pain made He Yi "ouch" and stumbled out of the door again.

Qingfu laughed, turned around and immediately helped the young man sit up. She poured him a glass of water and fed it to Qi Sui.

"Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere else? How about I call Master to come over and take a look at you? You've been sleeping for a long time..."

Qi Sui opened his mouth but made no sound.

Qingfu seemed to have guessed what he was going to say, her big eyes curled up and she smiled very cutely.

"You are in Hengyang Sect now. You were injured in Liuxiang Town before, and it was senior brother who brought you back."

"You were seriously injured and your foundation was damaged. It was He Yi who asked Master to save you. By the way, you slept for almost... thirty days? A month."

Qi Sui nodded thoughtfully and drank from the water glass in his hand. His dry throat felt much relieved.

Qingfu thought for a moment and then said quickly: "By the way, my name is Qingfu, and I am also from the Hengyang Sect. He Yi is my senior brother, and I am his junior sister!"

Qi Sui nodded with a smile and glanced at the door.

He Yi could be vaguely seen busy outside, holding a cattail leaf fan and fanning the stove. A strong medicinal fragrance drifted into the room.

Qi Sui said hoarsely: "Qingfu, is He Yi's injury healed?"

"Okay, okay, senior brother is covered with skin injuries. He has rough skin and thick flesh, and he healed not long after he came back. Your injuries were much more serious than him. Master almost couldn't save you at that time."

The body of a half-demon is different from that of ordinary people. The master has lived for such a long time, and it is difficult to face such a situation, for fear that something will go wrong.

For several days in a row, they just hung on to Qi Sui's life and tried their best to stabilize the demonic energy in his body so as not to cause chaos and endanger his life.

After a period of time, Qisui's condition did not improve at all.

Just when the master was helpless, the demonic energy in Qisui's body suddenly began to dissipate and left his body, leaving only a faint trace.

The situation stabilized and his life was temporarily saved.

Qingfu went to the table and brought him some dried fruit, and handed it over with a smile, "Take some of this concoction for seasoning first, and senior brother will bring you some medicine later. It's very bitter."

Qi Sui took it with a smile and was about to put it in his mouth.

The half-open window next to the bed was suddenly opened, and several young men dressed as Hengyang Sect disciples appeared unexpectedly.

The mouth can be opened wide enough to fit an egg.

"Come and look, come and look, he's awake!"

As soon as he spoke, another sound came one after another.

"He actually woke up. He didn't wake up after sleeping for such a long time. I thought he couldn't wake up. Didn't my uncle do something about it at that time..."

"You are blessed with great fortune. He is a half-demon..."

"I have never been down the mountain before, and this is the first time I saw a half-demon. His hair is actually white..."

Each and every one of them was like a monkey, stacking their heads on top of each other at the window, extremely curious.

Qingfu's face turned red with anger, and she threw the dried fruit in her hand outside.

"What are you doing! You have no manners at all! This is a guest brought back by senior brother! I will let senior brother punish you!"