Master is ill [Rebirth]

As if being scalded, Xiao Ziqin drew out his sword and took a few steps back, feeling an unspeakable sadness in his heart.

Piercing and then withdrawing is equivalent to secondary damage.Qian Xi felt pain, and her breathing gradually became difficult.He covered the position of his heart with one hand, and half-kneeled on the snow, panting, feeling that even breathing was painful.

Xiao Ziqin always said that he hated Mu Qianxi, hated him very much, wished he could peel his skin, draw his blood, and eat his flesh, but when he was really about to die, his heart was also dripping blood in general.

The sound of "tick tick tick" hurt his eardrums, and Qianxi's blood fell on the ground, as if it had fallen on his heart. It seemed that the sword pierced not Qianxi, but himself, and he felt the pain in his chest. The pain was unceasing, as if being stabbed by countless sharp knives at the same time, which made it difficult for him to breathe, and the pain was so painful.

Why is it like this?Shouldn't it be a happy thing for an enemy to die?Why does he feel pain?He should obviously be happy.

It's just that the pain in the heart is real, and he can't ignore it even if he wants to.He supported the ground with his sword so that he would not fall to the ground by himself.

Qian Xi felt cold, and the body temperature was taken away by the surrounding snow bit by bit.He seemed to see that rainy night again, when the man on the motorcycle knocked him down, got out of the car and took a look at himself, and then left without any scruples.

Blood, the whole world is the color of blood, his pupils are gradually out of focus, and only one color can be seen, that is red.

Red, what a bright color, is the color of death.

Qianxi suddenly thought of Nan Su, the child he just gave birth to, he is still so young, can he grow up safely?Will he remember himself in the future?Will he be more like himself when he grows up?Or will he be a little more like Xiao Ziqin?

He vaguely remembered Yunxuan once said that although Nan Su turned into a human, he still retained the memory of being a dragon egg.That's why just now, he has been holding on to his sleeve tightly, refusing to let go!Because they had agreed that they would always be together.

Nan Su, his darling, how he wished that he could stay by his side forever and be with him forever, just like what he promised back then.He wanted to hug him again, wanted to grow up with him, and wanted to hear him call him daddy.But the sky is not as good as people wish, they are destined to miss each other, and they will say goodbye as soon as they meet.

Nan Su, Nan Su, it's hard to tell, Nan Su is an existence that he can hardly tell Xiao Ziqin, it is his life, and it is also his pain.

Gradually, it seemed that it was snowing again, and the snow fell on his body, cooling down his already cooling body temperature faster.

He had died once before, but this time the death was not so terrible to him, he slowly closed his eyes.What came to mind was his past years in the cultivation world, and before he knew it, he had been here for decades.I don't know if the senior brother was injured during the confrontation with Ziqin, or if Yunxuan took Nan Su to a safe place.Yun Xuan is clearly still a child, but he wants him to run away with his child in his arms, and he really has wronged him...

Xiao Ziqin was also in pain, so painful that he couldn't hold the sword. He half knelt on the snow, holding the snow tightly with both hands, panting lowly.Using both hands and feet, he crawled to Qian Xi's side.He wanted to ask him if he had put a voodoo on himself so that he would be in such pain.But when he touched the other person's body, he found that the other person seemed to be unconscious.He began to panic in his heart, and his whole heart seemed empty and restless.He thought, this is not the result he wanted, it shouldn't be like this!

There was a shiny thing that fell from the wound on Qian Xi's heart.

Xiao Ziqin was a little dazed, and reached out to pick up the luminous object that fell on the snow.

It was a piece of dragon scale, and this piece of dragon scale was different from the dragon scale on his body, it was a reverse scale.Every dragon has only one reverse scale, and this dragon scale has a special meaning and effect.

The reverse scale is the most precious thing on every dragon, it is longer than seven inches from the dragon's tail.It can warm people's hearts and cure all kinds of diseases, and can even be used as a bodyguard to protect that person from life to life.And such a precious thing, generally the dragon will not give it away, unless... it is the most cherished person in his life.

Xiao Ziqin trembled and put his hands between his legs.He has a scar there, which is exactly where Nilin was lost.He had always wondered why in the ancient books, it was said that dragons had reverse scales, which were born seven inches from the dragon's tail, but he didn't, he only had a scar!He couldn't figure it out, and after a long time in the end, he gradually forgot about it.

It wasn't until this piece of dragon scale fell out of Qian Xi's heart that he realized that he is a dragon, so he should also have reverse scales.It's just that for some reason, his reverse scale disappeared, leaving only an ugly scar.

Puzzled in his heart, he hurriedly grabbed Qian Xi's shoulders and shook him vigorously.

"Wake up! Tell me, this, where did you come from?" He shook him like crazy, but the man could no longer listen to his words, raised his head slightly, and his eyes were out of focus.

Mu Qianxi was dying, and the person he hated the most was dying.But he was not happy, his heart ached, as if he had been pierced.He was obviously not injured, but he felt a fishy sweetness in his throat, and he spit out a big mouthful of blood.

He was suddenly frightened, he hugged Qian Xi, trying to pass his body temperature to him, as if this could save his life.

But the sky was not as good as people wished, no matter how much he didn't want Mu Qianxi to die, Mu Qianxi still died.His corpse gradually cooled and hardened in his arms.

"Mu Qianxi, wake up, what you owe me, do you think you can pay it off when you die? I tell you it's impossible, what you owe me, you will never pay it back in your life. Wake up, Don't pretend to be dead, get up and we'll decide the outcome, the round just now doesn't count." There seemed to be tears streaming from the corners of his eyes, but he didn't care, still stubbornly shaking the corpse in his arms, trying to wake him up.

It's just that the person in his arms can no longer hear his words.

"Get up, I still have something to tell you, you can't just leave like this! I tell you, I hate you, and you are not allowed to die without my permission!" The frozen corpse growled, and he wished he could get up.Then, as before, looked at him with cold eyes, and said to him, "You can try."

But no, nothing, Mu Qianxi died, he really died, just now, he died in his arms.

There are only two people here, Mu Qianxi and him, but Qianxi is dead, and only him is left.For a moment, Xiao Ziqin felt terribly quiet. He was afraid, and hugged the corpse tightly in his arms.

He doesn't want him to die, he still has questions to ask him, he can't die yet, is there any way he can bring him back to life?

He thought about it, and fed him everything he thought could save him.But it's useless, Qianxi is dead and can't move anymore, he can't eat those things.

Finally, he remembered that when he seized the artifact, he had won a dragon pill from that purgatory.It is said that the things on the dragon are rare treasures in the world.As for the Dragon Pill, it is the inner alchemy of the dragon, it is extremely precious, maybe it can save his life.

Xiao Ziqin attached Qianxi's lips, pulled out the dragon pill that he had swallowed in Longyan Mountain, and fed it to the person in his arms.

He picked him up and returned to the Dragon Palace.

When Qianxi opened her eyes again, what she saw was a magnificent roof and she felt something heavy on her body.He frowned, and when he was about to move, he found a pain in his heart. He lowered his eyes and saw the huge thick quilt pressing on him.

Qian Xi was a little dazed, and couldn't figure out the current situation for a while.That day he fought with Xiao Ziqin, and then he bumped into Xiao Ziqin's sword, and then he died.Where is this?Could it be that once he died, he traveled through time again?

Before he could recover his thoughts, he saw Xiao Ziqin's face appearing above him, and he couldn't help frowning.

Seeing him wake up, Xiao Ziqin didn't move, just stared at the roof in a daze, feeling a little worried.

"Are you awake?" he said, his tone flat.

"Where is this?" Qian Xi glanced at him slightly and opened his mouth.It's just that the voice was so hoarse that he felt uncomfortable when he heard it, so he frowned again.

Seeing this, Xiao Ziqin poured a cup of hot tea, helped him up, and handed it to him.

Only then did Qianxi realize that her body was covered with bandages, and the pain in her chest came from the wound on her heart.

He recalled what happened that day, and he felt that the two had been entangled for too long, and it was time to end it.So he thought of a plan and intentionally provoked the other party.Let him take out the most terrifying blow, which hit his sword. He hoped that with his death, Xiao Ziqin could let go of his hatred.Unexpectedly, he would wake up again.

Xiao Ziqin handed the tea to his mouth.

The posture of the two of them was a bit too intimate, Qian Xi suddenly felt uncomfortable, moved her body, and moved away from him.

Xiao Ziqin didn't care, he still fed him tea, and then supported him against the bedside.

The two faced each other, both were speechless.

Xiao Ziqin had many doubts and wanted to ask him, this meeting really made him ask, and he didn't know where to start to ask for a moment.

Qian Xi has never said much to him, and there is only one thing she doesn't understand.He wanted him to die, but why did he save him?

Sitting beside his bed, Xiao Ziqin took out the dragon scale from his bosom and shook it in front of his eyes.

"This... do you remember, where did it come from?"

Qian Xi raised her eyes, glanced at the object, and shook her head.He has never seen this thing before, so how can he know where it came from?

Xiao Ziqin hesitated for a moment, but still put the object in Qian Xi's hands.

"This thing fell out of your body and should be yours."

Although Qianxi has a reverse scale on his body, he just happened to lose a reverse scale.But this doesn't prove that Qian Xi's piece is his own, he doesn't remember ever giving Ni Lin away.

Qianxi held the dragon scale in her hand, and a trace of body temperature came from the dragon scale, like that person, but not like...

"Rest well, I'll come to see you later." Xiao Ziqin got up and walked out.

He and Mu Qianxi are in a very delicate relationship at the moment, and he can't kill him until the matter of Long Lin is clarified.

Qian Xi looked at Xiao Ziqin's leaving back, slightly lost in thought.What the hell is going on, why did he die and come back to life?Why did Xiao Ziqin's attitude towards him change so quickly?And what happened to the dragon scale in his hand?He didn't remember that he or the original owner had any memories about this dragon scale in his memory.

The one on the chest made him show again, because the wound was on the heart, every breath he took would affect the wound, making the wound throbbing with pain.

He lay down again, not thinking so much anymore.He is not dead, and now he is worried about Xiao Longbao...