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The second elder's old wrinkled hand placed on Qi An's lifeline, "Well... go... go away, don't touch me." Feeling the unfamiliar breath entering his veins, the unconscious Qi An struggled to resist.

Song Ci'an stretched out his hand to comfort Qi An, calming down his violent spiritual power, "It's okay, Qi An, I'm here." Feeling the familiar breath beside him and the familiar and dependent spiritual power in his veins, Qi An slowly calmed down his body.

"Venerable Jinxiao, this..." The second elder was hesitant. Qi An resisted like this, and he didn't know if he could continue to investigate.

"Sorry." Song Cian apologized to the second elder for Qi An's behavior just now, "It's okay. I'll comfort him."

"It's okay." The second elder shook his head, "Then let me try again." If the injured person insists on resisting, then there is nothing he can do. As the second elder said, he put his hand on Qi An's lifeline again and probed for the spiritual energy to enter Qi An. Ann's context.

This time, with Song Ci'an's comfort, the second elder's investigation went smoothly. After a moment, the second elder stretched out his hand, his brows furrowed, his eyes deep, his expression heavy and serious, "Is this... the charming poison of Qiao Li, the right guardian of the demon clan? "

"Yes." Song Cian didn't have time to explain the situation due to time constraints, so he explained Qi An's poisoning in detail.

The second elder frowned even more after hearing this, "This poison must not be suppressed by force again."

"Okay." Song Cian nodded.

"It is true that this poison cannot be completely cured, but I can refine some elixirs to control it first." The second elder said, stroking his beard, "But in the meantime, you have to endure it."

"However, although I can temporarily control this poison, the harm to Qi An's body will be more serious if he is not aware of it for a day, and it will even hinder his cultivation over the years." The second elder said, "Qi An is a sword cultivator. If he releases his essence, he will not be able to control it." It will affect his practice."

"I see that Qi'an has now broken through to the Nascent Soul. In addition, he is suffering from the charm poison. It is best to find a Taoist companion as soon as possible. The two of them can practice together not only to cure the poison but also to benefit from their practice. This is the best policy."

"Or if you don't want to find a Taoist companion, you can go down the mountain and find a clean person to detoxify this poison." The Yunxiao Sect requires its disciples to have good conduct and conduct, and the sect will not control it if it is something you and I wish to do.

Hearing this, Song Ci's mind moved slightly, "No... no!" The comatose person didn't know when he would wake up, but now he couldn't help but refute after hearing the second elder's suggestion. He glanced at the master who lowered his eyes and couldn't see his expression clearly. An said, "Use pills to control it first..." Then... wait until you can't control it anymore and then look for a solution. In short... In short, you can't do what the second elder said, how can you find someone to solve it at will.

"Long-term use of elixirs for control will cause irreversible damage to your body. You are still young, and it will be too late by the time you really feel the harm." The second elder sighed, but it seemed that Qi An would choose elixirs. Control, and then just said lightly, "That's all, let's leave it like this for now." There was helplessness in his tone.

If the eldest brother of Yunxiao Sect, the eldest disciple of Venerable Jinxiao, and the junior disciples really choose to find someone to detoxify themselves, then Qi An will no longer be Qi An. As for the Taoist companions, this You can't rush things like this, and if fate comes, it will happen naturally.

"I'll go back and refine the elixir now. I can pick it up in three hours." The second elder stood up and said.

"Thank you." Song Cian said to the second elder.

"You're welcome. It's my duty to practice medicine and save people, and the sect should help each other." The second elder turned and walked out, "I will leave first."

After Nangong Mujin, who sent the second elder away from Jinxiao Peak, came back, he only saw the door that was closed again.

Nangong Mujin: ...There is something I don’t know whether to say or not.

The elixir would not be delivered until three hours later. Looking at Qi An who was unbearable on the ice bed, Song Cian lowered his eyes.

"System, will there be travelers without memories in the original world?"

"Yes, generally missionaries will choose to travel without memories when they are on vacation or experiencing some small worlds." The system said, "However, most missionaries travel to complete missions, and few people choose to erase their memories in small worlds." The world stays.”

The cold mechanical sound without any fluctuation reached the ears, "Is it possible to encounter the same time traveler who has lost his memory multiple times in a row?"

"Very slim, but not impossible."

Song Ci'an moved her fingers slightly, "When will 001 come back?"

"The 001 system is on its way back but is affected by too many interference factors and its specific arrival time cannot be determined yet."

Song Ci'an retracted his thoughts, "Master... Master..." Wave after wave of emotions surged through his body, and Qi An cried out unbearably, and the corners of his eyes were even more moist.

Qi An clenched his hands tightly and pinched the corners of Song Ci'an's clothes, "Master, I feel so uncomfortable... Please help me... Help me..." Qi An, who had lost his clarity, seemed not to know what he said. What does it mean? It's just that there is a hint of crying in the tone.

It's so familiar, whether it's the small subconscious actions in normal times or the youthful charm now. Song Cian considers himself a person who does not easily become emotional. He has traveled through countless small worlds and experienced various tasks. He has long thought that he has lost the ability to love and the feeling of heartbeat.

But whether it was the familiar feeling Lin Huai gave him or the feeling of being moved by him, it was now reflected in Qi An exactly.

So... is there a slim chance that we will be?

Song Cian calmed down his emotions and looked at Qi An, who was curled up in front of him but still holding on to him. He sighed imperceptibly, stretched out his hand to touch Qi An's temples, which were already wet with sweat, and wrapped the untouched ice with his spiritual power. bed and expose the body to the air.

Feeling the slightest hint of coolness coming from him, the young man regained some clarity and opened his eyes, "Master... thank you, Master..." However, the upturned eyelashes were slightly wet, the corners of his eyes were red, and his watery eyes made him look at it. He felt even more aggrieved and pitiful.

The longer the poison lasts, the more severe it will be. The young man on the bed inevitably fell into intolerance. There was a trace of blood oozing out from the bitten lips and teeth. The hand holding the sleeve moved to Song Ci'an's without knowing when. In his hand, he turned to hold Song Cian's hand.

"Help...help me..." How can an unconscious person have any sense? He murmured and grabbed Song Cian's hand and instinctively put it under his body.

Seeing Qi An's helpless and unfamiliar appearance, a corner of Song Ci'an's heart suddenly collapsed. Familiar feelings and familiar emotions came to him again like a tide, but he never pulled back his hand.

After an unknown amount of time, "Master, the second elder has arrived to refine the elixir." Nangong Mujin's knock sounded outside the door.

As soon as the toxin passed, Qi An closed his eyes tightly, and he must have fallen asleep due to exhaustion. Song Ci'an stood up, used Qingjingjie to remove the dirt on his hands and the smell in the room, and arranged Qi An's clothes, "Come in."