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Song Huaiqing was getting dressed while coughing, and the coughing sound was very clear in the quiet bathroom.

He glanced at Xiao Fangchi from time to time, who stood there obediently, with his back to him, without making any move.

This would be unexpectedly good.

He got dressed in a few seconds. His head was dizzy and his whole body was cold. He was about to walk through Xiao Fangchi to his bedroom when he suddenly stumbled and was about to fall to the ground. His eyes turned black for a moment, and then He was caught by Xiao Fangchi.

"Master, don't you hate me? Why are you so eager to throw yourself into my arms?"

Send it to your mother...

Song Huaiqing only had time to curse in his mind before fainting immediately.

Song Huaiqing was caught by Xiao Fangchi while facing the ground. Xiao Fangchi couldn't see his face, so he didn't know that he had fainted at this time.

"Master, why didn't you speak again? Is this disciple so unworthy of you saying a few more words?"

Xiao Fangchi looked at the silent Song Huaiqing in his hand, and his anger rose.

Five years later, the master seemed to hate him even more. He had said so many irritating words, but the master had no reaction at all.

Master is becoming more and more ruthless.

But why did Master joke with Zhang Zhou in such a relaxed tone? Has Master really regarded him as a dispensable stranger?

A trace of panic rose in Xiao Fangchi's heart.

He pretended to be calm and said: "Master, can you deal with me? I didn't kill Zhang Zhou, I lied to you."

Still ignored him.

"You!...Master!!"

Xiao Fangchi became angry, turned the person he was holding in his arms over, and was about to question him. When he came into contact with the abnormally flushed face, his anger suddenly turned into a exclamation.

He put his hand on his master's forehead and found that it was very hot.

"Fever."

Without even thinking about it, he immediately hugged the man and hurried to the bedroom.

The bathroom and the dormitory are separated by a small door, so they are very close, just a few steps away.

After putting the person on the bed, Xiao Fangchi hurriedly took out the elixir from his storage bag.

"Cold...cold..."

Song Huaiqing didn't get much better after taking the elixir given by Xiao Fangchi. He was between coma and wakefulness. He felt very cold all over. He huddled up in the quilt, including his head.

cold?

Xiao Fangchi reached into the quilt and touched the cold hands. He immediately covered the master with all the spare quilts on the side, and tucked everything around him tightly. He then reached into the quilt and held it. The master's hand transferred the spiritual power.

Half an hour later.

Song Huaiqing was no longer so cold. In his hazy state, he felt that something was pressing on him. It was very heavy and made him uncomfortable. He even had to be restrained, and his hands seemed to be grabbed.

He thought unconsciously: It must be his senior sister, who always covered him with thick quilts, which made him uncomfortable at all.

Song Huaiqing vaguely mistook Xiao Fangchi for Song Xiaoye, and became temperamental.

So he kicked the quilt with his hands and feet and shouted: "Sister, I don't want such a thick quilt."

Facing Song Huaiqing like this, Xiao Fangchi was a little unable to resist.

This side was covered, and that side was kicked off again, over and over again.

Xiao Fangchi: "..."

What's going on? Five years have passed and why has Master become like a child?

……

Seeing the flush on Song Huaiqing's face gradually fade, Xiao Fangchi probed his forehead and found that it was no longer so hot.

I felt relieved.

He was obviously full of anger tonight, but his master suddenly fell ill, catching him off guard.

However, in his impression, although the master was weak, it was not to this extent. He only developed a cough and fever after soaking in cold water for a while. With the unstoppable coughing, he once thought that the master was going to cough out his internal organs.

Could it be that he was injured?

Thinking like this, Xiao Fangchi felt Song Huaiqing's pulse.

You don't know if you don't touch it. Xiao Fangchi was completely confused by this touch.

What's going on? Master doesn't have a trace of spiritual power in his body? !

How could it be possible? The master was already in the middle stage of the Xuan Shen stage, so how could he not have any spiritual power at all, and his body was much weaker than before.

He must be delusional!

Xiao Fangchi let go of his hand and covered Song Huaiqing's wrist again.

Still the same.

There is no spiritual power at all in the meridians and the sea of ​​consciousness, and the soul is weak.

Xiao Fangchi was stunned by this sudden discovery.

He came out of the Demon Purgatory at the beginning of the year. The reason why he didn't come to see his master immediately was because he still had something to do in the Southern Territory. He thought that with his master's cultivation being so high and Song Xiaoye, Song Xuchuan and a group of elders around him, nothing would happen to him, so he didn't put any thought into it.

I didn’t expect such a big change to happen!

Xiao Fangchi knelt down weakly beside the bed.

Looking at the master's handsome face, I felt a throbbing pain in my heart, and self-blame welled up in my heart.

He should have come to see Master as soon as he came out.

In the end what happened? What big thing happened that caused Master to lose all his spiritual power?

He must figure it out!

The purple eyes condensed, filled with murderous intent, as if a violent storm was brewing, and the air pressure in the room plummeted.

"Ye Slave."

As the words fell, a black shadow flickered.

"Lord."

"Go and investigate everything that happened in the Bu Lao Pavilion in the past five years. I want to know everything, especially about my master."

Ye Nu knelt on the ground and winced.

The murderous intent in the master's tone was too strong. Although he had only been working with the master for more than half a year, the master was famous for his violent temper, gloomy paranoia, and capriciousness.

In half a year, he witnessed that the Lord caused chaos in the Southern Territory, causing the major evil cultivating sects in the Southern Territory not to dare to offend the Lord.

I don't know who has offended the Lord, and there will be a lot of blood.

"Ok?"

Seeing that Ye Nu didn't move, Xiao Fangchi turned around and glanced at him.

Ye Nu's heart trembled and he suddenly came back to his senses.

Damn it, he actually lost his mind in front of the Lord!

That faint glance was like strangling his neck, making him breathless. Ye Nu hurriedly kowtowed and apologized: "This subordinate deserves to die!"

At this moment, Xiao Fangchi just wanted to know what happened to his master, and did not want to argue with Ye Nu. He waved his hand and said, "After the investigation is clear, go and receive the two hundred lashes yourself."

"Thank you, Lord, for not killing me!"

Ye Nu kowtowed heavily and quickly retreated. He didn't dare to stop for a moment. It wasn't until he left Canglang Pavilion that he didn't see the Lord taking his life. Then he felt relieved. He was sweating and suddenly felt like he was going to survive a disaster.

Fortunately, the master didn't care about him, but he was already a lonely ghost at this moment. Although the two hundred lashes would cause him pain for several days, it was still better than death.

Ye Nu put his hand on his chest and took a breath. Just as he was about to leave, a sword suddenly touched his back vest.

"Oh, where can you come from who is not afraid of death and dares to break into my Eternal Pavilion?"