Xu Qingshu was silent for a while, and finally nodded lightly.

She did block a fatal blow for Chu Jinyun back then. From then on, the nine tails became eight tails, which was equivalent to losing a life and her cultivation level was greatly reduced.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have been poisoned so quickly. With her cultivation at the time, she could have suppressed the poison for a longer time.

She felt regretful, but she did not regret it.

Song Wenhua's face became increasingly ugly, and he looked directly at her with dark and gentle eyes, with a hint of pleading in his tone, "In the future, don't hurt yourself for anyone else."

Hearing the meaning of his words, Xu Qingshu raised her lips and smiled, "No way."

Never again.

Time is such a good thing, it can dilute everything, including past love and unwillingness.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door, followed by Xu Kexing's anxious voice.

"Ancestor! Are you in there?"

"Come in, everyone."

As soon as he finished speaking, the door creaked open, and four figures walked over in a hurry, their eyes moving on the two of them.

Xu Qingshu looked up, without much emotion on her face, "Are you tired from the long journey back?"

"Ancestor, we are not tired." Xu Kexing shook his head quickly and asked worriedly: "Ancestor, are your injuries okay?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone's eyes fell on her.

Xu Qingshu waved her hand casually and said with an indifferent expression: "A small injury is nothing to worry about."

After everyone heard this, they saw that her expression was normal, and then their eyes fell on Song Wenhua who was lying on the bed.

From the meaning of the big roc bird, they knew that Song Wenhua saved their ancestor and almost died because of his ancestor. They couldn't help but feel touched and grateful to him.

It's all thanks to him.

"Song Wenhua, you will be fine!" Xu Kexing said sincerely.

Xu Shangqing and Xu Duanyan behind him also nodded, their prejudice against him long gone.

"I'd like to lend you some good words." Song Wenhua responded in a weak voice.

"Cough-cough-"

He suddenly coughed a few times, and after finally stopping, he turned to look at Xu Qingshu, "I want to talk to Zhou Yanyu alone, is that okay?"

Xu Qingshu didn't know what he had to talk to Zhou Yanyu about. She was thinking about why the evil dragon hadn't come back yet, so she didn't think much about Song Wenhua's request.

He nodded and stood up and walked out.

The three people behind him looked at each other in confusion, and then followed closely behind Xu Qingshu, leaving Zhou Yanyu alone standing by the bed.

Zhou Yanyu crossed his arms on his chest, looked down at him with dark and clear eyes, and said, "Don't think that if you protect the master, I will take pity on you and give the master to you!"

Song Wenhua: "..."

I really wanted to roll my eyes at him, but I couldn't do it now.

"Idiot, if you recover your memory, can you continue to stay with Ancestor Qing Shu?"

"She is my master, of course I will always stay by her side." Zhou Yanyu said swornly.

His eyes flashed slightly, and he continued: "From now on, the master will definitely be mine, and no one can steal it from me, not even you!"

Song Wenhua: "..."

If she is yours, she will be mine.

But Song Wenhua didn't intend to say that the two of them were actually one.

Song Wenhua raised his lips and smiled, then slowly said, "Okay, then you must protect her from now on and don't let her face difficulties alone."

Just like the battle at the secret customs, there was no one behind her, so she could only grit her teeth and hold on with all her strength.

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