: villain disqualification

"Banchen?!"

"withdraw!"

Everyone in the Lin family immediately recognized the situation and fled in all directions.

Bichen flew around and returned to the starting point, Lan Wangji jumped down from Shuoyue, happened to be at Bichen's feet, and carried him towards the Lin family members at high speed.

"Brother, go and save Ah Che."

Lan Xichen nodded, just as Linzhi flew back into his hand.

Looking at his figure flying towards him, Lan Che suddenly felt that everything was like a dream.He ruthlessly pulled out the sword that pierced through his body, his figure could no longer support him, and he fell towards the cliff, and then, he floated into a warm embrace as he wished.

He felt that he was gently embraced by that person carefully, and the voice he called him was as gentle as ever, but the ending was trembling with a little choking uncontrollably: "Ache..."

As if he was in the clouds, for a moment, he was so beautiful that he never wanted to wake up.The corners of his lips raised unconsciously, and he called his voice with lightness and determination: "Master..."

Lan Xichen glanced at the person in his arms who was gradually falling into a coma, his face was covered with blood, dust and tears, his whole body was miserable, his boots were lost somewhere, his feet were bare, and his feet were also It was full of blood.The chest seemed to be kicked, leaving a clear footprint on the white clothes...

Lan Xichen almost didn't dare to take a second look and think about what kind of struggle he had gone through just now to support himself until he arrived.

Holding his hand on his back, the fingertips inadvertently touched the wet blood on his back. Lan Xichen knew that if he couldn't hold on anymore, he would take him to fly back to the unknown place in the deep clouds, and his injury must be repaired immediately. deal with.

Finding an abandoned forest hut that seemed to be left by Orion, he hurried down with his sword.As soon as he entered the door, a burst of dust hit his face, but he couldn't care less about it.

In the house, there are wooden tables, lamps, candles, fire ponds and straw floor coverings, which are all available.

Lan Xichen spread his coat on the straw, hugged Lan Che up, pinched the fire formula to light the candles on the table and the fire in the fire pond, just in time to see the wooden basin, so he took water from the mountain stream outside the house When he came back, he began to treat his injuries.

The penetrating wound to the abdomen was the most serious, and he had to take off his belt and his shirt to reveal his not-so-strong but muscular chest.There was a shocking big gash in the flat lower abdomen. Fortunately, he had used spiritual power to probe it before, so it was not a fatal wound.

He carefully cleaned the wounds on his front, back, waist and abdomen, applied the medicinal powder, and tied the bandage carefully. Fortunately, Taoist monks always kept these in their sleeves.During this period, Lan Che didn't move at all, and passed out completely.

The only thing about him that made Lan Xichen feel at ease was that he still had a regular heaving chest, which could prove that he was still alive.

After treating the wound on his abdomen, he hastily helped him put on his clothes and began to treat other wounds.He followed the blood-stained part of his shirt, and soon saw the cut on his wrist. The blood of the wound had experienced scabbing and tearing, scabbing and tearing again, and he did not know how many layers it had accumulated. On the white arm, he saw that the group of people used his blood to draw the soul-sacrificing talisman on the inner side of his arm. The ancient incantation had turned maroon, and the meridians in the arm still had resentment that invaded the body and changed. Gray and black lines... The fingertips were all worn out from the instinct of survival on the cliff, and none of them were good.

Lan Xichen's hand holding the wet cloth trembled slightly.

He took a few deep breaths before trying to restrain himself and carefully wipe the spell on his hand, but he had to use a little strength because the blood had already dried up, but he didn't want to but pulled Lan Che's wound. He twitched slightly, as if Consciousness regained a little, and I knew it was painful.Lan Xichen hurriedly slowed down his movements again...

Since Lan Che was five years old, after he brought him back to the unknown place of Yunshen, he has been pampering and doting on his heart... When he was a child, his soul was incomplete and he often fell ill. Not as good as children of the same age, but he is very strong and hardworking.On weekdays, he would be worried when he heard him coughing a few more times, and he would secretly feel distressed when he saw the bruises on his body when he practiced. Every time he retreats and concentrates on repairing his soul, every little bit of growth makes him ecstatic...

And why are those people so cruel?

It's just a few days away... I just haven't been with him for a few days!

Thinking that he might be separated from him again in a moment when he didn't pay attention, or even be lost again, Lan Xichen has never been so normal for a moment in his life, and his heart is extremely terrified, and then the churning killing intent is so strong that it cannot be ignored. the point.

He slowly wiped the wound on his wrist, bandaged it up, held his cold and weak hand and raised it to his lips, and his trembling lips gently pressed against the back of his hand.

Lan Che was actually almost awake at this time, but his body was too tired and he was reluctant to open his eyes no matter what.

He only felt a warm softness on the back of his hand, and then he heard a voice as soft as a whisper, like a feather sweeping over the skin on the back of his hand, the warmth extended from the back of his hand to the bottom of his heart: "I'm sorry, Ah Che... Master didn't I can protect you well, and let you suffer again."

The body seemed to be soaked in hot springs for a moment, and gradually warmed up bit by bit.

……

Lan Che fell into a coma for a day and then started to have a fever. Although Lan Xichen knew that this was a necessary stage for his recovery, his injury was not minor, and a high fever was inevitable, but he still couldn't help feeling worried.

He stayed by his side, kept covering his forehead with a cold wet towel, used his spiritual power to heal his injuries, fed him medicine, and tried to control his body temperature.

Even so, Lan Che's high fever didn't subside in the middle of the second night, but it seemed to intensify; earlier, when he heard Lan Xichen calling him, he occasionally responded, and then he began to fall into a coma.

Lan Xichen was burning in his heart, but he did what he had to do, there was nothing he could do except guard him and wait for him.

He used his spiritual power to run one cycle after another in his body. He was clearly sure that the previous injury was not fatal, but why did he still have to go through such a dangerous period?

The palms of the hands he held with him were so hot that he was a little terrified.

Will the previous judgment be wrong?Could he still survive this?After all, his soul is not yet complete, maybe the injury that is not fatal to ordinary people is different to him?Shouldn't he just be here with him, or should he grit his teeth and go back to Yunshen's unknown place?However, can he survive the previous situation?

Lan Xichen held his hand tightly, calling his name over and over again in a low voice in a panic.

Lan Yumu's fair and delicate face was flushed red.

Lan Xichen suddenly thought of something, and hurriedly searched for the condition of his soul. Could it be that the soul that was left when he was sacrificed was depleted, making his current body weaker than he expected?As a result, as soon as he found it, Lan Xichen's eyes widened, as if he couldn't believe it, and checked again, for fear that he had made a mistake!

Humans have three souls: Taiguang, Shuangling, and Youjing; seven souls: serving dog, volting hog, sparrow Yin, swallowing fish, Feidu, animal wisdom, and squid flying; only three souls and seven souls are normal people; For more than ten years, I have tried my best to repair his soul. By the time he left Yunshen a few days ago, he had repaired to one soul and six souls.The seven souls were born attached to the three souls, so the repair of the three souls is more than twice as difficult as the seven souls. The soul that he was eager to seek for success and almost self-defeating repaired was Shuang Ling; The lack of ordinary souls is even more serious, but the extremely weird You Jing soul is complete, while the Shuang Ling soul has none of the three souls of Queyin, Feidu, and Huhui, and it is completely undetectable!

Lan Xichen looked suspiciously at the unconscious Lan Yumu.

what happened? !

What kind of sacrifice is this that will cause his soul to ebb and flow? !

Although he was shocked and puzzled, Lan Yumu was in a coma at the moment, unable to find out exactly what happened before, Lan Xichen made up his mind to ask him about every detail when he woke up.

Not long after, Lan Che, who had been lying unconscious, moved slightly.

Lan Xichen was overjoyed, and hurriedly asked, "Ache...are you awake?"

However, Lan Che still had his eyes closed, his body was struggling uncomfortably, bent into a ball, trying to break free from him, and protecting his chest with both hands.

"It hurts..." He frowned and moaned.

Lan Xichen asked, "Where does it hurt?"

Lan Che ignored him, still hunched over, tightly clutching a spot on his chest.

"Ache..." Lan Xichen was surprised in his heart, thinking that he didn't hurt his lower abdomen?Why is Hutong hugging his chest?Then he was startled, remembering that he saw the footprints on his chest before, maybe he still had internal injuries... However, the location where the footprints were seen at that time was not here... The location on the left chest... is more like... more like...

When Lan Xichen thought of something, he started to panic for no reason, and his heart ached.

It's more like the place where A Yao was pierced by Shuo Yue's chest with a sword.

"Ache..."

"It hurts... I hurt so much... Mmm..."

"Ache...Master knows it hurts...you bear with it...after your fever subsides, master will take you back to Yunshen unknown place..." Lan Xichen's hands trembled slightly, and he gently pushed him .As a result, Lan Che, who was in a coma, slowly and slightly opened his eyelids.

"Ache!!" Lan Xichen exclaimed in surprise, "You...are you awake?"

However, his bright and clear eyes seemed to be looking at him and seemed to be defocused in the void. Lan Xichen frowned and caressed his messy hair lovingly on his cheek. Lan Che suddenly called out: "Second Brother..."

Lan Xichen's eyes widened in an instant, his pupils shrank sharply, his heart and lungs trembled, his whole body seemed to be out of body, and his mind went blank for a moment.

For a long time in the low and simple wooden house, there was no other sound except the occasional "crackling" of the firewood burning in the firepit.

"Second brother..."

I don't know how long it took before he called out again. Lan Xichen's heart was beating wildly after being dazed just now, and he was photographed in a moment of ecstasy. His whole body seemed to be fainted, he gasped slightly, and his eyelashes trembled. Not only that, her eyes were sore, her voice was trembling and her intonation was indistinct, and she called out tremblingly, "Ah... Ayao..."

He heard a heart in his chest beating like crazy, his ears roared, and he suddenly clenched his hand even harder, his face was suddenly blurred in his eyes.

He anxiously said: "Ayao, ah...yao...is...is it you?! You...you...recognize me? Ayao...you...you are back? Ayao...you... Remember me..."