Demon Venerable's Cub Raising Career [Traveling]

Cang Xiangxun opened his eyes, and what caught his eyes was the familiar white curtain and the faint scent of medicine. He wanted to stand up and sit up, but found that he had no strength at all, so his throat rolled a few times, and he said: "anyone there……"

The voice was hoarse and mocking, even Cang Xiangxun was taken aback, "I..."

"you're awake?"

Tong Yao came in with a medicine bowl, her eyes and nose were red, obviously she had just cried.

She put the medicine bowl aside, stretched out her hand and slowly helped Cang Xiangxun up: "But is there any discomfort?"

Cang Xiangxun shook his head lightly, "Except for some soreness in the limbs, there is nothing serious about it." He leaned back stiffly as he spoke, as if he was not used to Tong Yao's touch.

"No serious problem?" Tong Yao brought the medicine bowl to him, and said with an unwavering expression: "The spiritual sea is damaged, the spiritual root is damaged, and even the spiritual consciousness is weak. What kind of thing are you? It's not a serious problem?"

Cang Xiangxun looked a little embarrassed after being attacked by her like a cannonball, "I..."

"What are you!" Tong Yao glared at him, and put the edge of the bowl to his mouth: "Open your mouth and drink the medicine."

Cang Xiangxun's complexion sank: "This fairy friend, you, I'm afraid your move is inappropriate."

Tong Yao snapped her fingers, "Cang Xiangxun, you, what did you call me just now?"

Cang Xiangxun...who is it?

There was a tearing pain in his consciousness, he pressed his forehead, and scattered scenes floated from his memory.

"Brother Cang, where are we going?"

"Cang Xiangxun, do you take me as a senior sister seriously?"

"Xiao Xun, the new junior brother will be handed over to you."

"Xiao Xun, you really look more and more like an old man."

"Cang Xiangxun? Why are you back?"

"Brother Cang..."

"Brother..."

"Brother Cang!"

"Xiao Xun."

"Cang Xiangxun!"

These fragments flooded into my mind like a flood, and the sudden dizziness forced shortness of breath. Cang Xiangxun closed his eyes, and his spiritual consciousness drove the spiritual energy into the spiritual sea crazily. Twitch, it hurts so bad I can hardly breathe.

Cang Xiangxun, it's me.

Big beads of sweat dripped down his temples, Cang Xiangxun leaned against the bed with a pale complexion, clenched his fingers tightly.

Sensing his strangeness, Tong Yao hastily put the medicine bowl aside, and said nervously: "Xiao Xun, what's the matter, is it uncomfortable?"

Cang Xiangxun shook his head, calmed down the restless aura in his body, and said after a while: "I'm fine."

Tong Yao looked at him solemnly: "You really don't remember me?"

Cang Xiangxun frowned: "I..."

"Senior Sister Tong Yao!"

Suddenly there was a commotion outside, a disciple rushed into the room with an anxious expression, and accidentally tripped over the threshold when he crossed the threshold. Beside him, Su Qingchen, who was about to enter the door, quickly grabbed his arm with sharp eyes, so that he didn't get hurt. That disciple fell straight into the mud.

The reckless disciple turned his head and thanked Su Qingchen, and said anxiously: "Senior Sister Tong Yao, a disciple found a white bone in the eye of the vault, the flesh and flesh were eaten away by silverfish, and the identity cannot be identified!"

"It's Qiongyan again..." Tong Yao stood up, her brows furrowed, "Did Elder Yin see it?"

"Not yet, I can't find Elder Yin anywhere, so I have to ask my senior sister to take a look."

"I see."

As she spoke, she walked to the door, then looked back at Cang Xiangxun, her eyes were full of worry.

Seeing this, Su Qingchen took a step forward, and said with a slight smile, "Senior Sister Tong Yao, let's get busy, Senior Brother Cang will take care of me."

Hearing this, Tong Yao turned her eyes to Su Qingchen, and said in a little surprise: "Today... you...are going to head the sect together with Immortal Ruan?"

Su Qingchen shook his head when he heard the words, "The eyes of the sky have moved, Immortal Ruan has already called all the disciples back to the sect, and is waiting for the brothers who have not yet been assessed to go to the main sect together."

Tong Yao nodded: "That's fine, I'm afraid Xiao Xun's body will take some time to take care of, and I'm still worried about the master sect..."

The words came to her lips and swallowed again, Tong Yao smiled at him: "Thank you, Junior Brother Su, for bringing Xiao Xun back this morning."

"Senior Sister speaks seriously. We are brothers from the same sect. Senior Brother Cang usually takes good care of me. Naturally, I couldn't ignore my senior brother's suffering. It's a pity that my senior brother was already unconscious when I found out."

Su Qingchen seemed to think of something as he spoke, and suddenly raised his head and said, "Senior Brother Cang, isn't he already awake? Is the injury serious?"

"The injury is not serious, it's just that he..." Tong Yao sighed softly: "It's hard to draw conclusions now, please ask Junior Brother Su to take care of him first and let him drink the medicine."

"Senior sister, don't worry."

Watching Tong Yao leave, Cang Xiangxun turned his gaze to Su Qingchen, only to see that this person has elegant eyebrows and gentle eyes, and his gaze is very close to him.

"Senior Brother Cang," Su Qingchen sat on the side of the bed, and picked up the warm medicine bowl, "Drink the medicine first."

"Thank you."

Cang Xiangxun took the medicine bowl, fragments in his mind were still emerging.

His name is Su Qingchen.

It's my younger brother.

Cang Xiangxun stared at the concoction for a while, then drank it all in one gulp.

The female cultivator just now is called Tong Yao.

Tong Yao.

The face that flashed in his mind coincided with Tong Yao's, Cang Xiangxun pursed his lips, and his forehead felt a sudden pain.

Tong Yao...

Senior sister Tong Yao.

Seeing him in a daze, Su Qingchen coughed lightly, turned his gaze back to Cang Xiangxun, and asked tentatively: "Senior Brother Cang, what's wrong with you?"

Cang Xiangxun took a few serious glances at him. If Tong Yao was still a little familiar, Su Qingchen himself really didn't have the slightest impression of him.

He shook his head lightly, and he didn't know that he had lost too much spiritual energy just now, or it was due to the surge of the medicine's strength, so he suddenly felt drowsy all over his body, and his eyelids became heavier and heavier.

Su Qingchen originally wanted to ask about yesterday's events, but when he saw that his eyes were full of fatigue, he thoughtfully put the empty bowl back, and said in a gentle voice: "Senior Brother Cang, if you are sleepy, you should take a good rest first, and the younger brother will be guarding outside the door. Brother, just call me."

Cang nodded to Xun Wenyan, "Thank you."

Su Qingchen smiled: "Brother, you are welcome."

When the door was closed, the smile on the corner of Su Qingchen's mouth became more and more obvious. He glanced at the direction Tong Yao was going, and there was a clear light in his eyes.

In his sleep, there was a purple figure standing opposite him, he looked at him quietly, first smiled, then lowered his head, his bangs covered all the emotions in his eyes.

He said: Cang Xiangxun, do you really think so?

what?

Cang Xiangxun frowned, what do I think?

The memory fragments that were still hidden in the corner during the day were suddenly picked up, he shook his head, and suddenly heard his own cold voice.

"This is your excuse to use me to go up the mountain and collude with Moxiu to mess with my sect?"

no.

Cang Xiangxun subconsciously stretched out his hand to grab the figure: I'm just, I'm just...

The black feather cut off the picture, and he saw Lian Ji holding Qian Yin, with blood dripping down his right arm.

He said, Cang Xiangxun, I'm leaving.

In the future, you should be careful and don't trust others.

Cang Xiangxun's chest tightened, and he subconsciously grabbed Lian Ji's hand, feeling nervous and fear for the first time.

"Don't go." He whispered.

Lian Ji, don't go.

In a haze, he felt that the man had separated his fingers one by one, and when he grabbed it again, all he touched was a piece of air.

Cang Xiangxun suddenly opened his eyes, and a pair of frivolous peach blossom eyes came into view immediately. His pupils shrank, and he suddenly pushed forward, but Qiu Yi easily dodged it.

"Xiao Xun, you are trying to murder senior brother."

"Ayi, stop making trouble!" Tong Yao lightly reprimanded, and walked to the bed with a worried expression: "Xiao Xun, you finally woke up, how are you doing? Is there any discomfort? You have been sleeping all day and night, are you hungry?" Already? You now..."

"Senior Brother, Senior Sister," Cang Xiangxun looked down at his hand, as if there was still a warm touch there, he whispered: "I'm fine, I'm sorry, I made you worry."

Tong Yao was taken aback, "You remember?"

"En." Cang Xiangxun closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his brows were clear.

Hearing this, Qiu Yi leaned against the wall at the corner of the bed. As soon as he took out the wine gourd, Tong Yao rebuked him with his eyes. But I was taken aback, and it doesn't look like a big deal now."

He folded his arms and looked around for a while, seemingly casually said: "Where's your little handyman, why didn't you see anyone else?"

My... handyman.

Cang Xiangxun's expression darkened at first, and then he slowly clenched his hands. He looked at the two of them, and said in a calm tone, "Senior Brother, Senior Sister, yesterday I was injured in the eye of the sky, can you help me hide it?"

Qiu Yi slightly raised his eyebrows, took a deep look at Cang Xiangxun, and then sighed softly: "Xiao Xun has really grown up."

He rubbed his chin: "Brother, I don't like to get involved in trivial matters, since Xiao Xun opened the mouth, I am naturally happy to be at leisure."

"Thank you, brother."

Cang Xiangxun breathed a sigh of relief, but Tong Yao beside him was anxious: "Xiao Xun, what's going on?"

"Senior sister, I'm fine."

Cang Xiangxun looked up at her, and Tong Yao clearly saw a trace of pleading in those usually cold eyes, "I will take care of what happened last night myself."

Tong Yao frowned slightly, hesitated for a moment and then said: "But do you know..."

"Junior Sister," Qiu Yi shook her head and interrupted her, winking and smiling at her, "Girls who care too much will grow old."

"Qiu! Yi!"

Tong Yao slapped the medicine bowl over with her backhand, Qiu Yi took the bowl with a smile, turned to Cang Xiangxun as soon as she placed it on the table, and said, "It's pretty deserted in this pavilion, why don't I ask the steward to send you a few boys over here. Anything else you can take care of."

Cang Xiangxun was distracted, and shook his head directly after hearing the words and refused: "I'm not used to being served."

Qiu Yi smiled lowly: "Aren't you used to it? Or don't you like it?"

Cang Xiangxun froze suddenly, looked up in astonishment, and saw Qiu Yi stretched his waist and said, "Come on, since you're fine, I'm going to find a place to drink."

He said and patted Tong Yao's shoulder: "Let's go, junior sister, don't be an eyesore here, so as not to disturb Xiao Xun's rest."

Tong Yao raised her eyebrows when she heard the words, looked at Cang Xiangxun and Qiu Yi, finally stamped her feet, and walked out quickly.

As soon as she reached the door, she paused, "Xiao Xun, did you meet Elder Yin that day?"

"Elder Yin?" Cang Xiangxun was taken aback, then frowned: "I haven't seen it before."

Tong Yao breathed a sigh of relief when she heard the words, and said softly to have an early rest.

After leaving the Medicine Pavilion, Tong Yao found Qiu Yi who was drinking in a pavilion. She quickly walked over and glared at Qiu Yi: "Do you know what happened in Qiongyan last night?"

"I don't know, but I can guess." Qiu Yi covered the cork and inserted the flagon into his waist: "It must have something to do with that little handyman who can protect Xiao Xun in such a way."

"You mean Lian Ji?" Tong Yao frowned: "But the wound on Xiao Xun's body clearly has demon breath left..."

"That's why Xiaoxun wanted to hide this matter." Qiu Yi sighed softly: "Although I don't know what happened directly, but judging from Xiaoxun's expression, that little handyman probably has something to do with Moxiu."

"Ruan Yiqiu is talking about a thorough investigation, but even if there are no actual casualties in the city gate, he will definitely not use too many resources from the master sect for an outer sect."

Speaking of this, Qiu Yi narrowed his eyes: "But Wu She is different, who knows if Wu She will randomly catch a scapegoat in order to save face, if so, it may be difficult for Xiao Xun to keep that little handyman .”

Tong Yao was silent for a moment: "Why do you say he is a scapegoat?" She raised her eyes and looked at Qiu Yi: "What if Lian Ji is really a spy of the demon cultivator? Why do you believe him so much?"

"I don't believe in that little handyman, but I believe in Xiao Xun." Qiu Yi said: "If that little handyman is really a spy of the devil cultivator, Xiao Xun will definitely not look like that. It's just..."

Just now when Xiao Xun was sober, there was a flash of cruelty in his eyes, I don't know if he saw it wrong.

"Just what?" Tong Yao asked.

"It's nothing..." Qiu Yi concealed his uneasiness, "Let him solve it by himself."

He looked across the corridor and looked towards the sky: "You also know Xiao Xun's temper, what he decides, I'm afraid even the nine high-end spirit beasts won't be able to pull back."

"But..." Tong Yao smiled wryly and shook her head: "Yesterday, a disciple found a corpse with nothing but bones in the eye of the vault. It is Elder Yin."