"Zhujidan and Qixin Haitang, isn't the Second Young Master willing to offer such an expensive betrothal gift?"

"But Qin Yi is just a casual cultivator and has an ugly face, I'm afraid the master won't let it go."

"But the second young master can't even cultivate, and his body is still so weak, I think it's quite appropriate to match that Qin Yi—"

"Hush! Don't say it! If the master and the young master hear it, you will lose all your skin!"

"That's right, let's go..."

Under the window, Shen Qingtang who was lying on the soft couch opened her eyes quietly, a helpless smile appeared on her beautiful and haggard face.

The onlookers know that even the subordinates think so, and sure enough, he still failed to change his fate against the sky after all.

After wearing books for a year, even after reading medical books and self-regulating countless times, my body is still deteriorating.

And seeing, he was about to slowly walk into the dead end of the cannon fodder supporting role in the original book.

Thinking of this, Shen Qingtang felt chills all over his body, and then he silently tightened the thin quilt on his body, forcing himself to fall asleep.

If you continue to forcefully think about it, I am afraid that your body will get worse.

·

The candle flame flickered, the cold wind whimpered, and the window lattice hit the window frame lightly, making a low sound.

In such an atmosphere, Shen Qingtang had an extremely depressing and dark dream.

In the dream, there was heavy rain, lightning and thunder.

The entire Shen family was running around in panic amidst the thunderstorm.

"Master's advanced foundation building failed!"

"Go and call the doctor, hurry up!"

Suddenly there was an explosion of thunder, and the screen changed, Shen Ting, the head of the Shen family, whose front was covered with blood, fell quietly on the ground, his eyes wide open, and he was dying.

Shen Qingtang curled up on the soft couch, her eyes closed tightly, and her pale and thin fingers grabbed the bedding uncontrollably.

"Father...Father..." Shen Qingtang's long eyelashes trembled, his eyes were flushed, and he gasped for breath.

But the heavy rain continued, and the dream continued.

A handsome young man in a black mercenary uniform with blood on his lips and scars all over his body was panting and running on a muddy path in the mountains, with countless ferocious beasts chasing him crazily behind him.

Seeing this scene, Shen Qingtang felt his chest suffocate. He wanted to shout, to remind the young man, don't go that way, it's a dead end!

But this was a dream, and he couldn't yell out, so he could only watch helplessly as the young man walked into the wrong fork in the road and was attacked by a snake lurking in the grass...

Countless ferocious beasts swarmed up, and after a while, only fragments of clothes and blood dripped on the muddy ground...

Shen Qingan also.

The last pillar of the Shen family fell down.

Shen Qingtang clenched her teeth tightly, trembling all over.

The dream is still going on...

·

"I want to go home."

This time, Shen Qingtang vaguely saw his own face in the dream, haggard and full of blackness, so thin that only a handful of bones remained.

A ferocious animal-headed silver mask slowly turned around, holding a bowl of medicine in its slender white hand.

"Drink the medicine, and when you feel better, I'll send you back."

Silence, long silence.

In the end, the bowl of medicine was not drunk until it cooled down.

In the early morning of the next day, the first ray of light came in and fell on the extremely thin white clothes, but it only showed a haggard face that had completely lost its vitality.

Shen Qingtang just stared at the man who brought in the medicine last night, hugging "myself" tightly in his arms, frantically pumping out his true energy, his eyes were red, and he kept murmuring.

"Qingtang, I shouldn't have lied to you, wake up soon, okay?"

"Qingtang, you can talk to me again, or scold me."

"Qingtang...I beg you..."

At this moment, the voice that had always been calm and self-sustained was only panicked and hoarse, desperate and helpless.

However, the white clothes in his arms had already cooled down, and he would not answer any more words from him.

Deathly silence.

Shen Qingtang's heart began to throb violently again.

He wanted to do something, but couldn't.

There is nothing he can do...

But at this moment, the scene in front of Shen Qingtang changed again.

He saw the boundless towering city walls and the magnificent and solemn white buildings.

This is where?

Why has he never seen it?

While Shen Qingtang was in a trance, he heard the sound of fighting again.

He looked up towards the sky, and saw the familiar silver mask surrounded by five masters in black robes.

"Qin Yi, hurry up and grab him!" one of the black robes shouted angrily.

"I want Tianxinlian."

His voice was cold and indifferent, with a hint of hoarseness, without any emotion.

Just such a sentence completely angered the five masters.

With a thunderous thunder, five masters attacked at the same time!

But just for a moment, a strange and dazzling red blood light burst out from in front of them, and penetrated the bodies of the five masters in an instant.

The five shadows were sent flying at the same time.

At the same time, a red light also shot out from the center of them, flying straight towards the tallest snow-white tower among the countless buildings.

"This kid is actually possessed! If you don't get rid of him, Tianhuan will not be saved!"

A somewhat weak but furious voice came from afar.

But this didn't affect the speed of the red light, just two breaths, and the red light sank into the top of the snow-white tower.

A young man wearing a black cloak and a silver beast mask quietly appeared in the attic on top of the tower as the wind blew.

A line of blood slowly oozes from his pale lips.

But he didn't care, his long and narrow red eyes just stared at the golden lotus in the center of the attic covered by a crystal cup.

Tianxinlian can cure all difficult and miscellaneous diseases, and it is said that it can also give birth to flesh and bones.

The slender and pale fingers slowly picked up the crystal bowl.

It seems to hold up a hope.

But at this moment, a weak but gentle voice sounded quietly behind the young man.

"Qin Yi, what are you doing?"

The young man was shocked, and suddenly looked back in disbelief.

In the soft sunlight, he saw a beautiful face like ice and snow that he thought about day and night, and his white clothes were like a light mist, dancing lightly by the wind under the tower, as if he would ride the wind away at any time.

Shen Qingtang's heart sank suddenly, struggling frantically to remind the young man that this person is a fake!

But he still couldn't make a sound anyway.

When the young man saw this scene, he lost his mind for a moment, and then there was a trace of coldness in his eyes.

But at the moment when he lost his mind, countless green vines stretched out from behind him——

There was a light puff.

Blood splattered!

When the young man lowered his head again, his chest was completely pierced by those vines.

The white-clothed young man on the opposite side showed a bright but ruthless smile, the vines suddenly rolled up, and the black-clothed youth was thrown out of the tower by his force!

At the same time, five streams of true energy of different colors surged up from all sides of the tower.

The blood-soaked young man in black was shaken off his mask, revealing a hideous face covered with scars.

Then, he slowly closed his eyes amidst the sound of the wind falling madly.

"Qin Yi don't—!"

This time, Shen Qingtang finally broke through the suffocating depression with all his might, and shouted out hissingly.

But the clouds and mists were thick, but he could no longer see the direction where Qin Yi fell.

A mouthful of sweet and fishy breath rushed up from Shen Qingtang's chest, and he couldn't help but leaned over and spit out a mouthful of blood.

In a daze, he grabbed the hard carved huanghuali railing on the couch...

The cold and hard touch made Shen Qingtang wake up from that extremely dark nightmare in a daze.

It turned out that it was still a dream...

Ever since Shen Qingtang transmigrated into the book, he has had this dream many times, but there has never been a time like this one, so real, so empathetic.

Perhaps it was because his health was getting worse, and he subconsciously knew that his fate could not be changed, so he had this dream.

But the only thing that puzzles him is - he has never seen Qin Yi until now, but why the details in the dream are so clear.

Is it a dream, or...

Thinking of this, Shen Qingtang struggled and tried to sit up from the bed, but at this moment he broke out in a cold sweat, vomited blood, his eyes turned black, and he didn't even have the strength to move.

With a slight movement, Shen Qingtang fell off the soft couch with a bang.

Vaguely, Shen Qingtang heard the panicked cry of the maid Xiaotao outside.

Then, the lights came on one by one.

There was the sound of hurried footsteps.

The weak Shen Qingtang was quickly picked up by a pair of warm arms, and gently placed on the soft couch.

Shen Ting's eager and majestic voice sounded in the haze: "How do you do things? Tang'er doesn't sleep well, so you should just stand by and watch? Do you still need me to teach you?"

Shen Qingtang encouraged her to swallow the fishy sweetness in her throat, and said in a hoarse voice: "Father, I'm fine..."

Shen Ting snorted coldly: "You're just too used to them."

Shen Qingtang didn't want Shen Ting to punish his servants, so she was struggling and wanted to say more, but she heard Shen Ting say to the outside world lightly: "Forget it, I'll spare you today, all back down."

There was a sudden echo from outside the house.

Shen Qingtang was slightly taken aback, and then a warm current slowly surged in his heart.

In the past year of transmigrating the book, Shen Qingtang always felt that Shen Ting had a stern face, a little too majestic, which made him afraid to get close.

But after having such a dream just now, and feeling Shen Ting's silent tenderness again, Shen Qingtang felt extremely relieved and moved.

Struggling with all his strength, he wanted to sit up from the soft couch and take a look at Shen Ting.

A warm and generous palm quickly pressed his shoulder, and whispered: "Sit down quickly, don't get up."

At the same time, there was an endless stream of thick and warm true energy flowing from Shen Qingtang's vest.

Leaning in Shen Ting's arms, Shen Qingtang's heart was both warm and sore.

And Shen Ting quietly watched the mottled tears on Shen Qingtang's beautiful and haggard face, feeling very uncomfortable in his heart.

Shen Qingtang had always been calm and reserved, and he didn't know what he had dreamed that made him so worried.

But although he didn't know the details, Shen Ting probably understood that Shen Qingtang was worried about the Shen family.

Also worried about his own marriage...

Thinking of this, Shen Ting sighed softly, put his arms around Shen Qingtang's shoulders, and said slowly: "Tang'er, if you really don't want to marry that Qin Yi, father will help you refuse—"

"No, Qingtang figured it out."

Shen Ting was stunned.

Sensing Shen Ting's hesitation, Shen Qingtang lowered her eyelashes calmly, closed her eyes and said in a hoarse voice, "Father, I just... dreamed about being divorced by the Mu family."

Shen Ting's hand holding Shen Qingtang's shoulders tightened slightly, and said in a deep voice, "That's because their Mu family dogs look down on people. Tang'er, you don't have to belittle yourself. Except for Qin Yi, I don't believe that our Shen family can't find a better one." of!"

Hearing Shen Ting's words, Shen Qingtang smiled faintly, and said slowly: "Father, it's not that I belittle myself, it's that I... want to live."

Shen Ting was terrified.

In the original book, Shen Qingtang married Qin Yi in a coma until the last medicine and medicine.But by then, the effect of Seven Heart Begonia would not be so good.

And at this time, Shen Qingtang raised his eyes with some difficulty, looked at Shen Ting's tiger eyes with a slightly painful look with a smile, and said in a weak voice, "I want to live well... I want to see my father advance to build a foundation."

"Looking at... my brother getting married and having children."

Shen Ting hesitated for a while, wondering: "But Qin Yi really—"

"I think he's very good." Shen Qingtang said softly.

"Mu Ye was...very attentive to me back then, but after my grandfather failed in advancing, he could only avoid me. Later, he resolutely divorced me, which shows that he is not a good man."

"Qin Yi has already practiced the seventh level of qi. He instinctively kept the Foundation Establishment Pill for himself, but he was willing to give it to his father. It shows that he is sincere."

"And the Seven-Hearted Begonia, which is also very valuable."

"If he is not sincere enough to me, why bother to go to such trouble?"

After speaking, Shen Qingtang coughed in a low voice.

Shen Ting quickly sent Shen Qingtang's true energy, and his expression eased a little.

In fact, what Shen Qingtang said was also Shen Ting's thoughts - after all, the Foundation Establishment Pill was rare, and he had been targeted by the other three major families in Lingyang City, so he couldn't get the Foundation Establishment Pill.Qin Yi's Foundation Establishment Pill can be said to be able to save the Shen family from suffering.

The Seven Heart Begonia is even more precious, it can extend the life of a monk above the Foundation Establishment by 50 years, and it will be snapped up at any auction, so it is actually a waste of money to use it to extend Shen Qingtang's life.

What's more, Qin Yi is just a casual cultivator who hunts animals for a living, and he doesn't know how much he paid to get these two things...

For parents, appearance and family background are secondary, as long as this person is good to their children, that is enough.

But this is only Shen Ting's own idea, he can't force his own idea on Shen Qingtang, as long as Shen Qingtang is not willing, he will not force Shen Qingtang to marry Qin Yi.

Shen Qingtang didn't let go before, and Shen Ting had already planned to give up. Unexpectedly, Shen Qingtang actually figured it out after a turnaround.

The result was that Shen Ting himself hesitated instead, and he began to think again - in fact, they didn't know Qin Yi well, could this Qin Yi be considered a good man?

Thinking of this, Shen Ting couldn't help but said, "Tang'er, have you—"

"Father, I'm a little sleepy." Shen Qingtang suddenly whispered, lowering his eyelashes slightly, his expression seemed to be really tired.

Shen Ting was stunned for a moment, came back to his senses, and quickly said: "Then you rest, and we can talk tomorrow if you have something to say, father will sort out your meridians for you and then leave."

Shen Qingtang smiled faintly, closed her eyes and gave a soft "um", then she leaned into Shen Ting's arms and fell asleep slowly.

Seeing Shen Qingtang's quiet but pale and weak sleeping face, Shen Ting frowned a few times, and finally he sighed quietly, showing a bit of fatigue, and continued to sort out Shen Qingtang's meridians without saying a word.

Well, that's it.

People are alive, more important than anything else.

The most urgent task is to make Tang'er get better.

At this time, a gust of wind blew, and a partridge flew up from the century-old locust tree in the Shen family's mansion, and soon sank into the depths of the night.

·

Suburbs of Lingyang

Luting Mountain

Taking advantage of the moonlight, the partridge that flew out of Shen's house quietly flew to a remote cave, knocked on the stone gate of the cave with its wings, and the heavy stone gate made a muffled rumble and opened a thin crack.

The partridge flew in, and the stone door quickly closed again.

Inside the cave, it was barren and messy, with cobwebs overgrown, and a pond in the courtyard was dried up to the point of silt.

Only three to five acres of spiritual fields have been taken care of extremely well, exuding a little bit of emerald green aura, and the elixir inside is growing gratifyingly.

The partridge flew across the courtyard and stopped in front of an old wooden door. With a flash of inspiration, it instantly transformed into a slender, tall and handsome young man.

His long eyebrows were slightly frowned, and his expression was not very kind.

At this time, he walked to the wooden door, knocked on it, and said to the inside: "Brother Qin, I have inquired about what you asked me to inquire about."

A moment later, a slender black figure quietly walked out from the room.

His black hair was scattered, and the sterling silver mask carved with a ferocious murderer covered most of his face, only revealing his thin and pale jaw and a pair of reddish narrow phoenix eyes.

It was Qin Yi, the casual cultivator of the Shen family who was mentioned by the Shen family before.

Seeing Qin Yi, the young man turned into a partridge frowned, and said in a deep voice: "Brother Qin, I think Shen Qingtang and Shen Ting clearly have other plans and use you as a stepping stone. Family matter, or forget it?"

Qin Yi didn't look at the young man at this moment, but just walked over, picked up a carved wooden mask from the table beside him, picked up the carving knife, and said calmly, "What did they say?"

His voice was cold and magnetic, but it was pleasant to the ear, and it didn't quite match his ferocious and bloodthirsty image described by the outside world.

When the young man heard Qin Yi asking him, he frowned, and then told Qin Yi in detail all the news he heard at the Shen's house just now.

In the end, seeing Qin Yi remain silent, the young man was heartbroken, and simply added fuel and jealousy a little more.

On the other hand, the young man himself usually lied less, but now that he finished speaking ill of the Shen family, he felt a little guilty.

Seeing that Qin Yi didn't speak now, he hesitated for a moment, and said in a low voice, "Brother Qin?"

Qin Yi paused for a moment with his slender fingers holding the carving knife. He was staring quietly at the unfinished wooden mask in front of him. His slightly callused frost-white fingertips carelessly tapped on the hollows of the mask's eyes. one time.

"It doesn't matter, as long as he dares to marry, I will."

His voice was cold and final.

Youth is stupid.

He hesitated to speak for a long time, but in the end, seeing Qin Yi's irrefutable demeanor, he could only sigh heavily, kicked and rattled, and slammed the door out with some displeasure.

But when he slammed the door, he didn't dare to use too much force, and only made a light click.

·

wooden door closed

Qin Yi gently blew away the floating sawdust on the mask, his eyes were calm and indifferent.

So what if you don't have a plan?

The reason why he offered such a high price was to let the Shen family have something else to do.

If the Shen family didn't want anything, how could he marry Shen Qingtang?

As for the sincerity or not, he never cared.

As long as a person is married, he can and can afford to wait.

Scattered sawdust fell to the ground, revealing the exquisite appearance of the wooden mask itself. Qin Yi held the mask and looked at it quietly for a moment, then walked aside and opened a long locked mahogany cabinet.

The cabinet door opened with a creak, and immediately, countless exquisite masks that were exactly the same as those in Qin Yi's hands appeared in front of him.

Qin Yi stretched out his hand to make a space, put the newly carved mask in his hand, and closed the cabinet door again.

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