Pretty State Preceptor Saves the Planet

Xie Huaian nestled in Hong Yao's arms, pretending that he was a dead fish.

In fact, he couldn't remember how old he was, and he had a vague feeling that it didn't matter, that whatever was good, he just wanted to live anyway.The life in my previous life was like an old movie, I shed tears after watching it, and after a while the traces were blurred.

But in short, Hong Yao must be younger than him.He looked like he was eighteen or nineteen years old, so he could be called a teenager.

Although it's a bit embarrassing to be picked up by a young man all day long, but...

Wouldn't it be nice to have someone do the walking for you?

Xie Huai'an landed on the bed and got into the quilt skillfully.

He was still weak all over, but as soon as he lay down on the bed and wrapped up the quilt comfortably, his mood immediately improved, and flowers would float up everywhere.

"Your Majesty, I want to sleep first, so I don't ask Doctor Ling to come up, okay?" Xie Huai'an grabbed Hong Yao's robe corner with a smile, and said in a soft voice on purpose.

I don't know if Hong Yao will take this kind of thing.

Hong Yao froze on the spot: "Sir, say it again?"

Xie Huaian: "?"

Xie Huai'an let go of his hands and retracted into the quilt.

Hong Yao sat obliquely on the bed, approached Xie Huai'an in an aggressive posture, supported the head of the bed with one hand, stared at Xie Huai'an's face with blue eyes.

"Say it again like just now." Seeing Xie Huai'an's astonished expression, Hong Yao lowered his eyes and smiled gloomily.

"Forget it..."

In Xie Huai'an's eyes, this was the first time he spoke soft words to Hong Yao.

For Hong Yao, it was ten years later, after passing through countless chaotic and broken dreams, he saw the living Xie Huai'an grabbing him by the corner of his clothes again.

In the dream, in the countless days that have actually existed, the 16-year-old Xie Huaian is as beautiful as a rhododendron in spring and dew in the morning, wearing a gauze dress and leaning on the bedside to bask in the sun, as if his whole body is shining.

He said: "Yao'er, I haven't taken a bath for a long time, how about taking a bath together tonight?"

The 17-year-old Xie Huaian cleaned up the abandoned stables, was too lazy to put on shoes and footwear, and sat on the wooden floor, his white fingertips stained with fruit pulp.

He said: "The fruit I found today is so sour, but it's not so sour. It's a pity to lose it... Help me eat some."

Xie Huaian introduced the Zhuma brothers to the stables as martial arts instructors, claiming that he would supervise from the sidelines, but because he was too idle, he became the one under the supervision of the two.

He said: "I can't move anymore, Yao'er, don't get up early tomorrow, tell Lao Zhong that we all sleep late, and practice exercises after a full sleep, okay?"

After that, Xie Huai'an flew away like a white bird, coming and leaving quietly.

"I like to hear sir say that."

Hong Yao changed into a submissive posture, half kneeling on the head of the bed, imitating Xie Huai'an's appearance and softening his voice, his clear blue eyes pretending to be melancholy and pitiful.

"When it's just the two of us... just say it like that, okay?"

Xie Huai'an couldn't stand Hong Yao's behavior, he untied his hair crown, slid into the quilt like a fish, and changed from sitting on the bed to lying on his side.

The black hair was scattered and wrapped around the hands of Xie Huai'an and Hong Yao.

Xie Huaian raised his fingertips, touched Hong Yao's hand resting on the bed, and said with a smile, "Okay..."

Xie Huai'an pushed to see the doctor as he wished, and fell into a drowsy sleep.

Hong Yao watched Xie Huai'an fall asleep in an instant, put away his pitiful expression, took out Xie Huai'an's wrist from under the quilt, and poured in some true energy to check it out.

He focused on controlling his skills, and lost his true energy slowly and lightly, so that Xie Huai'an would not wake up from the dream with numbness all over his body, but would also be able to relieve Xie Huai'an, relieving the discomfort of his heart and lungs.

After a while, Hong Yao withdrew his hands, put on his gloves methodically, tucked in the corner of the quilt, and opened the door.

Pei Xiuyi stood silently outside the door.

It was evening, and the Fenxiang Building was lit up everywhere.

The lanterns hanging on the wall made Pei Xiuyi's face uncertain, and the indistinguishable color became a little strange.

"Is Huai'an asleep? I want to see him." Pei Xiuyi took a step forward, restored her standard smile, and said neither humble nor overbearing.

"Sleeping..." Hong Yao didn't let out the door, leaning against the door with his legs crossed.

"Your Majesty has been with you all day, so it's time to rest. Let me guard..."

"Pavilion Master Pei, who is so busy, actually said this, won't go out to drink tonight? Is Xuanji Pavilion going to be dirty?" Hong Yao joked.

"How come..." Pei Xiuyi's smile was like a mask, without any change at all, "Isn't it natural for an elder brother to guard a sleeping younger brother?"

"There is no younger brother of Pavilion Master Pei here, only Master Xie, the future national teacher."

"Your Majesty is being unreasonable..." Pei Xiuyi sighed softly, "There is a white bird that I love, no matter how hard I look for it, it seems to have disappeared without any response. Now that it has finally returned, can I even take a look at it? "

"The owner of the pavilion was joking. The immortal master stayed at the Xuanji Pavilion for at least five nights. If he can't see anyone... what can I do?"

"You are separating him, preventing others from approaching, and making him only know you." Pei Xiuyi pointed out calmly.

"What position is Pavilion Master Pei talking to me?"

Pei Xiuyi said: "Your Majesty locked up the immortal master, don't you intend to tell him the truth? The river is surging, the fallen trees are rustling, Your Majesty loves him like a bird whose wings are broken at any time, and respects him like an incarnation of an immortal, all because—— "

Because besides the present, he also has a forgotten past.

Hong Yao interrupted leisurely: "Pavilion Master Pei, I thought we had reached an agreement not to say what should not be said."

Pei Xiuyi's eyes drooped: "Yes, but Your Majesty has also seen it. He is as white as paper after the calculation today, and he doesn't know what price he will pay for climbing the altar. If it happens...I don't want to have any more regrets."

Hong Yao's expression suddenly became gloomy: "That's it, Pavilion Master Pei. I don't need to remind you if there is anything you haven't done, please."

With a gloomy expression, Pei Xiuyi took a step back and saluted, before walking away slowly.

He wanted to rush back to the main altar of Shifeng Mountain.

After tonight, the movement of the Manna Temple and the Holy Pagoda will be continuously transmitted back to the main altar.Xuanji Pavilion and Feiluan Guard have their own intelligence networks, which are mutually intertwined and confirmed.

Everyone hoped that this battle would be the end. If possible, whether it was Pei Xiuyi or Hong Yao, they all hoped to replace Xie Huai'an on the altar.

Xie Huaian lived in the best room in Fenxiang Building.

Out of the house is a tiled corridor leading to the brightly lit atrium.The wooden stairs are hidden behind a stone-based red sandalwood screen with golden phoenix patterns, and people walking on the stairs will make a slight sound.

The honored guests moved in, and the vicinity of the Fenxiang Building was closely guarded by Hong Yao's Feiluan Guard and Xuanji Pavilion Huiwu's disciples, and those who could be admitted into the building were those who had already been screened thousands of times.

Pei Xiuyi went down to the second floor, and saw Ling Ziyou who was squatting on the ground with his chin in his hands, and was slightly taken aback, without thinking much.

"Master Ling, it's been a long time. Didn't Wenzheng take you to rest?"

"Pavilion Master Pei..." Ling Ziyou cupped his hands, and smiled as usual, "I can't sit still, I panic all over when I have nothing to do, anyway, I'm staying in the building tonight, so I'll come out and wait. The nobleman is not feeling well and needs to see a doctor."

"Excuse me for my poor hospitality, the genius doctor will do as he pleases." Pei Xiuyi nodded slightly and strode away.

Ling Ziyou watched Pei Xiuyi go away, his smiling expression collapsed, and he scratched his hair deeply.

Few people know that the jade-faced genius doctor also has two profound kung fu skills, namely lightness kung fu and feigning death.

Lightness kung fu is the "thousand-mile running technique", and pretending to be dead is the "deep pool king's eight kung fu".This is a housekeeping skill that the poisonous sage ordained hand does not show easily. It has no great use, just run fast and hide tightly.

Ling Ziyou followed Zhu Sheng's hand in the free clinic shop since he was a child, saw the doctor during the day and practiced kung fu at night, and learned the two kung fu well.

He can carry a big suitcase on his back and walk wildly through the forest, and he keeps changing places to practice medicine and save people; road.

As soon as you take a breath, and once you withdraw your breath, there is almost no barrier that cannot be overcome with this feigning death kung fu combined with excellent light kung fu. When you concentrate on concealment, even a martial artist with profound skill can be fooled.

Just now after the Erdang's family chased away people, Ling Ziyou returned to his guest room, fidgeting and thinking about Xie Huai'an's bloodless face.He didn't wait for the transmission, left a note, and used these two skills to quietly avoid the patrolling disciples, climbed the stairs, and wanted to take a sneak peek at Xie Huai'an's situation.

Unexpectedly, before turning into the corridor, he heard the conversation between Hong Yao and Pei Xiuyi.

"Your Majesty locked up the Immortal Master, aren't you going to tell him the truth?" Ling Ziyou listened to this sentence from the beginning to the end. Before Pei Xiuyi reached the stairs, he hurriedly slipped down two floors, pretending to be silent all the time. Squatting and waiting.

"Ah... what do you mean?" Ling Ziyou knocked his forehead on his knees, squatted for a while, afraid of bumping into Hong Yao, picked up the leather soft case and tiptoed back to the room.

He entered the house, continued to find a corner and squatted with his chin resting on his face, frowning.

"What, what, what..." Ling Ziyou was still wearing coarse clothes and straw sandals, curled up on the ground and repeated, like a wilting gray budgerigar.

"The truth, ah..." Ling Ziyou said to himself.

"Could it be because... Your Majesty has a fairy in a dream, and Xie Shijun, who was selected according to the beauty in the dream, is beautiful. He has a wrong temperament, and finally found a fairy teacher... Your Majesty regards the fairy teacher as a substitute for some beauty!?"

"Oh, master is right, you shouldn't just join in the fun and listen to the show, and your mind is filled with something." Ling Ziyou patted his face.

"The fairy master has such a demeanor and ability. He is a real god who saves the world. How could he replace someone else. Oh, let's not think about it. The big thing is now, let's talk about it after the disaster of the heavenly master."

Ling Ziyou convinced himself that he wanted to keep what he heard today in his heart and not let anyone else know.

Ling Ziyou sat on the ground leaning against the box, reciting the name of the herbal medicine.When I didn't know how many kinds I could recite, I finally heard the summoning order.

Xie Huai'an sat on the head of the bed, wearing a coat and smiling softly.His eyes were still covered with white gauze, and his complexion improved a lot. After the pulse diagnosis, only a little chest tightness and shortness of breath remained.

Ling Ziyou was relieved, after taking Xie Huai'an's pulse for the first time, he specially developed a pill for the symptom, and it really worked after taking it.

He was used to the hardships of life when he traveled the world, and it was rare to see such a person who was often suffering from illnesses, but did not have the slightest bit of resentment or hostility.

He said goodbye to Xie Huai'an with a smile, risking his head being decapitated by Hong Yao, and insisted on saying a few more words, frustration and hatred swelled in his heart.

I hate myself for not being able to comprehend the avenue of medical skills, not being able to bring the dead back to life, and not being able to get rid of the pain of all patients in one go.

The night was dark, and Zhaoge City fell into darkness.

The lights in the Fenxiang Building gradually went out, leaving only the ever-burning holy lamps to enshrine the bricks and wood carvings engraved with the holy relics of the Tianshengjiao in the building.

In the far south, several fast horses were galloping all the way, and after running to the death of an unknown number of horses, the disciples of the holy pagoda rushed to the palace of the celestial master before Li Ming arrived.

"Holy Master, Emperor Shuntian has made a change. Please give us a will and indicate how we should act."

In the resplendent palace, there is a caisson with nine layers of dragons carved on the zenith, the jade pillars are smooth white marble, and agate and colored glaze are turned into flowers, inlaid on the perennially warm jade floor.

In the main hall, good stone materials are used to imitate the natural landscaping to build a Hanyuyuye pool. In the pool, the koi carp tails, the poolside is lightly smoked, and the sound of the piano is ethereal.

Tianshi sat on a wooden rocking chair by the pool.Several accompanying holy sons and saints were dressed coolly, or knelt and kneaded their shoulders and beat his back for him, or served him some food with a jade plate in their hands.

Tianshi is a man with a white face and no beard, with light eyebrows and light pupils, only a pair of smiling lips are as red as blood, and he looks no more than 30 years old.

His palace is extremely extravagant, and the people who serve him are also gorgeously and exquisitely dressed, equipped with jewels.

He was dressed in the most basic and simple old-fashioned eunuch clothes, as if he lived more than 100 years ago.

"Go down, my obedient children have already seen it." Tianshi's voice was high-pitched, and the tone was as innocent as a child.

"Follow the holy order..." The envoy lowered his head, moved his knees, and retreated to the hall.

"Don't rush away..." Tianshi laughed, "It's rare for our family to hear an interesting story, so we must reward you well."

"Come, come, let's celebrate, you all come here." The Celestial Master beckoned.

Tianshi's facial features gradually faded, and flesh and blood came out of his skin.He opened his arms, his body swelled, and his whole body turned into surging blood cells, and he could no longer see the human form.

The blood cells squirmed and filled the hall in an instant.The saints and saints didn't even scream, and their skin and flesh and blood were swallowed up.

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The name of the article has been slightly adjusted, okay.

Forget about the clip on Saturday.Under special circumstances, the update at 9:00 on Saturday morning was moved to 23:00 on Saturday night, without prior notice, sorry sorry [Bow]

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