"What time is it now?" Zhu Yuyan asked subconsciously.

"You have been in a coma for a day, now is Zishi." Fan Qinghui thought for a moment, then replied.

"Really? So it's been a day." Zhu Yuyan murmured, her tone sounded a bit strange, as if she was sighing something.

"Cihang Jingzhai is not a place to stay for a long time. At the foot of Cihang Jingzhai Mountain, there are disciples of your Demon Cult living." Fan Qinghui said suddenly, her eyes were still staring directly at the fire in front of her, her face was cold and serious .

"Oh~, hehe~, now the Orthodox Church is about to expel the Devil's Cult, isn't it?" Zhu Yuyan chuckled lightly, her tone sarcastically, her pale face showed a look of displeasure, she didn't look very happy.

"After all, this is not a place to stay for a long time." Fan Qinghui noticed Zhu Yuyan's true meaning, so she continued.

Fan Qinghui's words again completely angered Zhu Yuyan, her slender and long eyes suddenly burst out with a strong murderous look, which did not match her elegant appearance: "Fan Qinghui, are you saving me? False, but I am dignified and erotic, whether to go or stay is up to you to advise." The tone was full of deterrence

Listening to Zhu Yuyan's words, Fan Qinghui's indifferent face showed a trace of helplessness, she sighed slightly, and just about to speak, a huge cold wind suddenly rushed into the cave.

The cave couldn't stop screaming "Woooo", the cold wind passed over the two of them, Zhu Yuyan was injured and didn't use her internal strength to protect her body, her body shivered unconsciously.

The fire in front of the two of them became flickering because of the influence of the wind, and the faint fire seemed to be completely extinguished in a second.

Seeing Zhu Yuyan's appearance, Fan Qinghui got up immediately, picked up the white Taoist robe that had been left aside, then walked to Zhu Yuyan's side, put the Taoist robe on her body, and finally sat down beside Zhu Yuyan.

"I don't mean that, I won't harm you anyway," Fan Qinghui explained, without any extra words, just a simple sentence without such intention.

At this moment, the wind has stopped, and the fire that has been baptized by the strong wind, after escaping the calamity of being extinguished, is burning again, and the previous brightness has been restored in a short while. A few dead branches.

"Fan Qinghui, I may believe whoever says it, but I can't believe what Cihang Jingzhai said. Don't try to learn some Buddhist principles to persuade me to turn around."

Zhu Yuyan's tone carried a kind of indifference that rejected people thousands of miles away. At the same time, she also insinuated Fan Qinghui's "kindness" behavior. After all, she hated Cihang Jingzhai, and now she can be with Cihang Jingzhai It is not easy to get along with people, especially if that person is the master.

"I know that I, Cihang Jingzhai, feel ashamed of you for the matter of Xiuxin, and you should be angry." When Bi Xiuxin's name was mentioned, Fan Qinghui showed guilt. In the mood for the dead.

"Don't mention her to me!" In Zhu Yuyan's starry eyes, an extremely malicious light suddenly shot out, and a strong murderous intent appeared on that face that could charm the world, and she gritted her teeth and said, "It's not just angry, I'm simply I wanted to tear her out, but unfortunately she was already dead."

"..." Fan Qinghui didn't speak, or she didn't know what to say. After all, the woman Zhu Yuyan was talking about was Zishi's junior sister, and she seemed to have no position to express.

After this embarrassing silence lasted for a long time, a cold smile suddenly appeared on Zhu Yuyan's pale face.

"Hehe~, are you scared? Yes, why are you not afraid, even he thinks I'm scary?" Zhu Yuyan suddenly asked herself and answered, recalling Shi Zhixuan's determination, Zhu Yuyan only felt that it was very painful.

"No," Fan Qinghui said in a deep voice.

Her sudden answer obviously surprised Zhu Yuyan, and she immediately fell silent.

"Even many years ago, the moment you used your inner strength to test me, I was never afraid. I am stubborn, and I am stubborn even when I save people. You are just like this because you are in too much pain. One day, this feeling will pass. "

The author has something to say: the memories of the masters are over, as for why they admit their mistakes, what happened to the junior sister's jade pendant, don't worry, I will introduce it in detail later

☆、Chapter 110 Seven

Listening to Fan Qinghui's words, the shock on Zhu Yuyan's face flashed past, but she soon felt relieved, after all, with Fan Qinghui's cultivation level at that time, it was not surprising that she felt her temptation.

"You are still more lovable than before"

The words blurted out, and as soon as the voice fell, Zhu Yuyan realized that her words were unscrupulous, but she was also a demon queen after all. Although she regretted everything in her heart, her expression was still calm and composed.

On Fan Qinghui's side, when she heard Zhu Yuyan's words, her complexion became stiff for a moment, as if she was lost in thought.

The air seemed to freeze for a moment, and only the creaking of dead branches could be heard.

"Your injury is no longer serious. Before you are fully healed, remember not to mess with others and use your internal strength. There is a follow-up healing elixir in the Taoist robe, just take it once a day." Fan Qinghui entangled Zhu Yuyan's words for a long time, Instead, he changed the subject in a timely manner.

Listening to Fan Qinghui's words, Zhu Yuyan frowned unconsciously. At the moment she didn't know it, it wasn't because Zhu Yuyan was reluctant to part with anyone, but because she was too lonely for the past 20 years to be able to sit peacefully with someone Speaking, it was something she hadn't experienced for a long time, and she couldn't bear this feeling. Although there were Wanwan and all the disciples, the feeling was always bad.

"I can't leave Cihang Jingzhai alone, but it's really not suitable for you to stay here for a long time. I hope you can take my words seriously and take care of yourself."

Before Zhu Yuyan could respond, Fan Qinghui got up, turned around resolutely, and left the cave, leaving Zhu Yuyan with a white back.

Zhu Yuyan just looked at Fan Qinghui, speechless, until the figure disappeared, Zhu Yuyan then reached out and touched the bulging pocket of the Taoist robe, picked up the Taoist robe, stood up, glanced at the fire that was almost extinguished, and left the cave with a heavy expression .

Walking out of the cave, there is no one outside, only the occasional cold wind and the dim moonlight.

Go so fast!Zhu Yuyan looked at the direction down the mountain, and said angrily in her heart, it seemed that she was slightly dissatisfied with Fan Qinghui's impatient departure.

"Heh~" Seemingly thinking of something, Zhu Yuyan suddenly chuckled.

"What am I thinking about? Good and evil have been incompatible since ancient times. Is it possible that I still plan to get along with him?"

Zhu Yuyan's tone was slightly teasing, denying the sudden sense of appreciation in her heart, she shook her head helplessly, and walked down the mountain.

As Zhu Yuyan's figure gradually disappeared on the mountain, beside the cave she left just now, behind a huge stone, one's eyes were staring at the direction where she left, until seeing her leave completely, the owner of the eyes came out from behind the stone. walked out.

If Zhu Yuyan walked back and forth at this moment, she would definitely find that the woman hiding behind the big rock was actually Fan Qinghui who had left alone before. Staring at the direction where Zhu Yuyan left, Fan Qinghui had a complicated look on her face, which made people want to guess. What are you thinking in your heart?

A gust of wind blew up, and there was a sound of trampling on the grass from behind. This sound was only for a moment, and then it quieted down.

The moment Fan Qinghui heard the voice, her complexion became serious, and when the voice stopped, she turned around and looked behind her.

A woman wearing the Taoist robe of Cihang Jingzhai appeared in front of her, and the distance between the two was about five steps.

As the breeze blew, the woman's sleeves fluttered, showing a calm demeanor, which was extremely inconsistent with the woman's dignified complexion at the moment.

Sensing the woman's gaze, Fan Qinghui lowered her head subconsciously, deliberately avoiding the woman's gaze, showing helplessness.

The woman didn't speak, just looked at Fan Qinghui silently for a while, and then Fan Qinghui only heard the sound of brushing her sleeves, followed by the sound of withered grass, and the sound became smaller and smaller.

Fan Qinghui looked up, looked at the background where the woman was leaving, sighed slightly, and then followed quickly.

In the sky, the moon was shrouded in mist, and seemed to become even more dizzy.

Sutra Pavilion, guest room

Yiyun sat by the side of the bed, taking Wanwan's pulse. As time went by bit by bit, Yiyun's expression became more serious.

Concubine Shixuan, who was standing by the bed, looked at Yiyun's face, worried about what would happen to Wanwan, and her heart sank suddenly. Because she was too worried, she unconsciously pulled the corner of her clothes with her hands, but her eyes were Never left Yiyun for half a minute.

After an unknown amount of time, the person beside the bed finally made a movement, retracted his hand from Wanwan's pulse, and put Wanwan's hand back into the quilt.

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