The second disease also needs to cultivate immortality

Bai Li glanced at him, "Che, isn't that your master? What are you avoiding?"

No blame for ignoring him.

Someone simply leaned back on the chair, closed his eyes and fell asleep.His mind was exhausted too much, and his physical condition was not the same as Xie Yun's.In the so-called sacrificial ceremony, Bai Li is equivalent to a priest. He is the medium for communicating with ghosts and gods.

"Well, that demon cultivator, wake me up when your master wakes up later. Oh, if he can't wake up, please put me on the bed and put him in the coffin next to him." Bai Li was very relieved He told him, "It's the solid wooden coffin, I've always prepared it."

"..." Wu Jiu said coldly, "He will wake up."

When I looked back, Baili had already fallen asleep.

Wu Jiu sat in front of the couch, quietly guarding the boy.Xinglou and the others have signed a contract with Xie Yun, so they can also communicate with him consciously, and they are all asking for news about Xie Yun.Xinmiao also asked to come out to accompany her master, Wu Jiu answered their questions one by one, violently suppressed a certain little white tiger's protest, and insisted that it was enough for her to guard herself.

Xinglou thought that if they went there again, there would be too many people, which might disturb Xie Yun's recovery, so he had no choice but to wait outside the lake.

In the first half of the night, the willow shoots were on the moon, but Xie Yun hadn't woken up yet.The moonlight sprinkled on the man's long silver hair, and the hair color and the moonlight seemed to blend together, smooth as water, with the chill of the night.

When the moon was setting on the western mountain, Wu Jiu finally moved, but changed his posture and continued to watch over the bed.The room was silent, Wu Jiu was slowly covering his chest, he felt that the connection between himself and Xie Yun was getting weaker and weaker, and his consciousness was gradually blurring.Xinglou and Liu Zhiran were also aware of it, and they all said that their connection had also weakened, and their cultivation had also been fluctuated.

Xie Yun's situation is obviously not very good.

Wu Jiu frowned, he had lost too much blood before, and was affected by Xie Yun's physical condition, his spiritual consciousness was exhausted, and he gradually lost his cultivation.He looked at the motionless boy on the couch, and when he felt that their connection was getting weaker, he only called his name in his mind over and over again to wake him up.

Xinglou, Liu Zhiran, Ningxi, and Xinmiao all heard his voice, and they all called him softly in their minds in a tacit understanding.

Xie Yun woke up amidst the aches all over his body and the soft calling voice in his mind. The voice was so gentle and beautiful that he didn't want to wake up for a moment.

When he opened his eyes again, he happened to meet a pair of tired emerald-like clear green pupils, and suddenly realized, "No fault?"

"..." Wu Jiu parted his lips lightly, his expression was agitated for a moment, but he just said lightly, "Just wake up."

Xie Yun stood up strongly, he felt as if his body had been run over by a car, Wu Jiu stretched out his hand and held him firmly.

"Thank you—" Xie Yun was about to say something, when he looked down, he was so frightened that he ran back to the bed again.

Damn, he turned out to be naked!

Xie Yun glanced to the side, Bai Li was asleep, Wu Jiu was the only one beside him...

His whole life was innocent!