Half-dead paulownia

(Anling Capital, Xiao Jinmo's home)

Ziye, who was busy with the diagnosis and treatment of Liu Meng, sat alone in the quiet corridor. There were too many things that made him happy and uneasy during the day. Looking at the joyful baby playing in the courtyard, finally With that smile on his face, he deeply knew that everything was worth it for the sake of the baby.

Xiao Jinmo looked at Liu Meng, who was breathing more and more evenly, and also took a deep breath. Being in a state of tension all the time caused him to feel a little dizzy and tinnitus, but he still stayed by Liu Meng's side every step of the way. "I don't know what's going on with Anling Yuhao." He frowned and said to himself.

"In contrast, it seems that you are worried about yourself right now?" Guiyue walked into the room at some point.

"I can still stand here at this time, God has treated me well, how dare Jinmo have extravagant demands?" The words without complaints seemed to be full of gratitude, instead of praying for God's pity, it would be better to go cherish.

"Don't you want to know why your father and I knew each other?" Gui Yue had already sensed that Xiao Jinmo had seen through that he and his father had known each other for a long time. Although she didn't intend to tell him anything, she was still curious why Xiao Jinmo kept her mouth shut. don't talk about it.

"The fate between people is wonderful. If there is a destined acquaintance in the sky, who can escape? Besides, today you and my father have denied the acquaintance between the two, and now you are asking such a question. What is Yue's intention?" Xiao Jinmo recalled the eyes and conversation when the two met, and although he knew that the relationship between the two was very close, he also saw some clues.

Guiyue smiled shallowly, her eyes that had experienced vicissitudes of life looked deeper and deeper at the moment, with the imprint of the past deposited, deeply buried in her sad eyes.

Pausing for a while, "As a son, you know very little about Xiao Su." Then he turned and left.

The quiet night always makes people worry, and different lives deduce complicated stories. Who can lean on whose side, who can fall into whose dream, and who can understand whose persistence?

(Qingpingbang cottage)

Looking up at the vast universe of stars, listening to the wonderful sounds of nature, looking for traces of memory, lying on his side on the bench in the Moon-watching Pavilion, leaning on his right hand slightly, holding a pot in his left hand, his clothes slightly open, Dugu Ao, who seemed a little drunk, although his face looked Ruddy, but the eyes are still clear and sharp.

The cold wind suddenly blew the thin white veil on the table, and the white veil was sparkling and sparkling in this quiet night.

After being stirred by the breeze several times, the white gauze fell precariously, got up quickly almost desperately, and leaned over to catch the bai gauze that was about to fall to the ground with lightning speed. The panicked eyes that should not have appeared on this face were tense Staring at it is like a precious thing embedded in the heart.

"Ye Lan, can't you wait?" Duguao's gentle tone revealed an expressionless and stiff face, which was very strange in the dark night.

(Anling Capital, Xiao Jinmo's home)

Any pain and suffering will be awakened by the dawn, and the fear of the unknown will swarm in, and all we can do is to wait quietly for the judgment of fate, not sooner or later.

Ziye, who hadn't closed his eyes almost all night, showed a slightly tired expression, and he was unwilling to be ignored by anyone except the baby. At this time, he didn't even want to look away from Meng'er on the bed. Although he was pale, he looked even more glamorous. Looking carefully at her appearance, she really has similarities with Meng'er, both have a charming and stunning beauty, and both have a kindness that pretends to be stubborn.

Gently grabbing Meng'er's hand, "Little sister, hook hands, my brother is carrying my sister across the river. Little brother, come quickly, my sister is taking my brother to cut firewood..." Like a children's playful ballad, Gently said it from Ziye's mouth.

Meng'er's fingers suddenly moved a few times. Before she fully woke up, tears flowed from the corners of her eyes, and her slender eyelashes trembled.

"Brother...Brother..." I don't know what kind of stubbornness it took to break through the hope of surviving. It is the hope that blood is thicker than water that forges the strength. Meng'er finally calls out the voice that has been buried deep in her heart in a somewhat vague and weak voice.

Like being struck by thunder, Ziye could no longer control herself, her long-standing arrogance and indifference could no longer conceal her inner weakness, dripping sweat dripped from her forehead, her brows were tightly frowned, as if she had endured some great pain, Some leaned over and grabbed their chests tightly.

"It's so painful that you're about to die, right? Being emotional is really a fatal way. Don't you remember that you took Duoposan to save the baby?" An evil voice came from the room.

(Two years ago, in the secret room of the Ghost King)

"Ziye, I know you so well, you should know me too, so I had to use this method to invite you here, otherwise Tangtang Ziye is really rare to see, it seems that you really care about Qin Xiangkai's child What?" The masked ghost king stood tall on the high steps in front of the hall.

"I really didn't expect that the supreme being in the martial arts would use such indecent methods." Ziye looked at the three-year-old baby sleeping on the ghost king's bench in front of him, and the anger in his heart had already burned. It's a little out of proportion.

The ghost king didn't seem to be very dissatisfied with Ziye's sarcasm, "The means are not important, I only value the result." As he said, a hand with bulging veins reached out to the child's neck.

"What do you want from me?" Bao Bao is the only person in Ziye who is willing to gamble with his life.

"Ziye is really refreshing. I just want to make a deal with you. To be precise, it is a cooperation that is beneficial to both parties." The ghost king stopped his movements, and his expressionless face must have been full of pride. From the moment he snatched the baby, he knew that the deal with Ziye was a success.

"Even if it doesn't do me any good, the Ghost King must have expected that I would agree." Zi Yemei questioned with glaring eyes. Regarding the current situation, he knew that he was completely under the control of the Ghost King.

"How can I treat Ziye, who is respected by everyone in the world, badly, but how can such a person who can bring the dead back to life and cure the child he cares most about?" Ghost King said pointingly.

Ziye couldn't help but look at the baby's thin and small figure, a trace of helplessness flashed across the beautiful face. "This is my family matter, the Ghost King doesn't have to worry about it."

"I'm afraid there is no prescription, but the rare medicine in the world is missing 'Qiyu Haiguo'?" Ghost King asked intentionally.

"How could you?" Ziye was surprised.

"There are only two Qiyu sea fruits in the world, and one of them is in my hand." After finishing speaking, he clapped his hands, and the burly guard brought out a white jade box, opened the lid, and the bright red sea fruit shone brightly. put it in.

"What should I do?" Ziye never imagined that the King of Ghosts really had Qiyu Haiguo here, and the only chance for the baby to survive was right in front of him.

"I wonder if Ziye has heard of the rumored blood spirit in the martial arts?" The ghost king was very satisfied with Ziye's reaction.

"Blood spirit?" Ziye shuddered and asked in surprise.

"That's right, it's the blood spirit that everyone wants. That's everyone's dream. Back then, the blood spirit was exhausted by the priest of the holy spirit. After thousands of trials and experiments, he finally exhausted his last life After successful refining, he returned to the west, but the whereabouts of the blood spirit was unknown, causing a bloody storm in the world, and the efficacy of the blood spirit was even more miraculous. Isn't there a saying in the world that "the one who wins the blood spirit wins the world". "Ghost King narrated with great interest.

"So, what do you mean?" Ziye couldn't help becoming curious.

"I know the whereabouts of the blood spirit. I must get it. After I succeed, I can give you Qiyu Haiguo." At this time, the ghost king answered straight to the point.

Zi Ye froze there, although he couldn't believe what the ghost king said, but after all, it was the only way to save the baby's stubborn illness. He had indeed heard about Xue Ling, and his master told him everything about it, even if he had never seen it before. However, sometimes I even feel that it is simply imagined by people, but when the King of Ghosts once again mentioned that he could give Qiyu Haiguo to him, he was still a little excited.

This is how people are. When they are most vulnerable, even if they cannot get the truth, they would rather believe in things that can save their hearts.

"Everyone knows the magic of the blood spirit, but they don't know that the blood spirit lives in the living body and can only survive by attaching to human blood. Presumably the priest of the Holy Spirit back then let his body feed the holy thing, so he must If you want to get the blood spirit, you must first extract it intact, and the person who is qualified for this task must be you Ziye in the world, right?" Ghost King said in an affirmative tone.

"Why do you trust me, and how can I trust you?" For the sake of the baby, for Qin Xiangkai's child, he tried to accept it.

The Ghost King took the Qiyu Haiguo from the guard's hand, and broke it in two with a slight force, took out one half, and asked the guard to hand over the other half that was in the box to Zi Ye.

"After I succeed, I will hand over the other half, but how can I believe that you will always care about that child? What if you don't want to exchange with me the day you get the blood spirit?" Think about all your paths.

"Then what do you mean?" Ziye knew the insidiousness and cunning of the ghost king, but now, how should he choose?

"My Ghost Sect has a unique Duopo powder, you must know it? He is one of the most strange poisons in the martial arts. Only we have the antidote in our hands. Even the most powerful doctor can't solve it. I I want to say that this matter is no small matter, I have sacrificed so much to give you half of the Qiyu Haiguo, and you should eat at least half of the Duosoulsan, but please rest assured at Midnight, you just need to take the antidote we sent over on time, There will be no life-threatening. I did this for the sake of comprehensiveness. When the blood spirit mission is completed, the other half of Qiyu Haiguo and the remaining antidote will be offered together. After all, I am not sure if we are on the same boat. Where is the person?" Ghost King said, took out a black bottle from his arms, and waited for Ziye's choice.

This has long been expected by Zi Ye, such a cruel and merciless person will definitely come up with insidious tricks, he will not only threaten him to help get the blood spirit, because he will have to take the antidote from time to time, and more importantly, he will also restrain him. He can control himself at any time. If one day he violates his will and dies before getting the blood spirit, then the baby is really hopeless.