medicine stone without medicine

The news that Qingyang Mountain was attacked by monsters quickly spread throughout the sects, big and small. Everyone inquired about the situation, but Qingyang Mountain kept the news tightly sealed. A group of people tried their best to find out about two thing.

Jun Shuyue's little apprentice was kidnapped by a monster.

Lou Hua is dead.

Although the former is bad news, it is irrelevant to outsiders, and it is over with a sigh and a word of misfortune.

The latter is a good thing for everyone to celebrate.

The influence of Dark Fragrance Valley is too wide, and many big demons choose to join it because of the strength of Xiu Jidan Louhua.

The stronger they are, the more frightened the human race will be.But now, Lou Hua is dead, the human race has lost a big threat, and even many small sects have spontaneously held celebrations.

Except for Qingyang Mountain, the comprehension world was full of joy.

Some people who don't have good eyesight prepared gifts and wanted to go to Qingyang Mountain to thank them for their great contribution to the human race, but they didn't even enter the mountain gate, and even the gift was thrown out.

The heavy atmosphere in Qingyang Mountain has lasted for several days.

The outsiders were beaming, but the disciples inside the sect knew that Lou Hua died to save Shu Yuejun.But the elders didn't allow them to tell the news, and they couldn't do anything about it, so in the end they didn't know who hit the head, and more and more people spontaneously filled the formation with white flowers.

Lian Yao has been sitting by the grass for several days.

She didn't eat or drink, just stared blankly at the grass, like a lifeless wooden figure.

She was worried about Lou Hua's mental state, worried that his condition would deteriorate, and stayed up for several nights to come up with several remedies.She wanted to wait for herself to talk to Xiaohua, and then slowly help him take care of himself.

But now she doesn't have to worry about that.

The man is dead and will never come back.

In these days, Wu Yan finally knew about the things between her and Jian Zhou Yuanjing, and also knew about her relationship with Lou Hua.

Wu Yan came to persuade him several times, but every time he was chased away by the word "Get out".

The formation of Qingyang Mountain is sunny every day.

Lian Yao was spread out on the grass in a purple dress, her figure looked thin, as if she might fall down at any moment.

After a while another person came up to her and sat down.

Yuan Jing didn't say anything, just patted her on the shoulder reassuringly.

Lian Yao didn't look at him for a while, but said:

"I haven't apologized to him properly, and I haven't had time to tell him that I don't hate him."

She squeezed her sleeves tightly, raised her hands to cover her face, and warm liquid flowed into her palms:

"Did he never live an easy life? How did he survive when he was a child, and how many things did he have to go through to become like that?"

Yuan Jing pursed her lips, didn't speak, and just pulled her into her arms.

He thought about it, and said:

"Maybe for him, living is more painful."

Lian Yao knew what Yuan Jing said.

But it was precisely because of this that she blamed herself even more.

She could have said it sooner, too.

If it was earlier, wouldn't the child's pain be somewhat relieved?

Council Hall.

Wu Yan and Zongze Xuansong are arranging matters.The accident that day happened too suddenly. Although it is all right now, there are still a lot of troublesome things to appease the disciples, repair the formation platform, and reset the mountain protection formation.

When Wu Yan finished his work, he looked back and saw that Qin Dongyi was looking down at the ancient books about Jin Jiao.

His face was pale, and when he turned the pages of the book, he revealed a touch of red wrapped around his wrist.

Wu Yan looked at him twice, feeling a bit unbearable:

"You haven't healed yet, and you haven't closed your eyes for several days. Let's take a rest."

Hearing this, Qin Dongyi slowly raised his eyes a little dullly, then shook his head and said:

"No problem."

The voice was terribly hoarse.

Chang Ying and Liaoyang were taken away by Jin Jie, but the problem is that no one knows where Jin Jie took them.

That person seemed to have disappeared out of thin air, with no trace to be found.The only thing they can do is to try to see if they can find some clues from the ancient records.

"Look for Liaoyang and Aying first."

Qin Dongyi closed the book in his hand, wanting to get another one.But he didn't know whether it was because he was too tired or what. His eyes were a little blurred, and he couldn't get the book after several attempts.

Seeing this, Wu Yan simply waved his hand, put all the books into the storage ring, and said fiercely:

"Hurry up and go back to rest, or you don't want to go back."

After hearing these words, Qin Dongyi took a long time to respond.

He got up from the chair, even staggered a bit, and walked towards the Shutong Courtyard alone.

When people left the conference hall, Xuan Song glanced at Wu Yan and said:

"The apprentice and Taoist couple are gone, so you should treat him better."

"Isn't it good for me to let him go back to rest? Just let him be so exhausted?" After finishing speaking, Wu Yan recalled Xuan Song's words, and said angrily:

"What Taoist companion, you...!"

But halfway through his words, he stopped again.

In the end, he flicked his sleeves and said no more.

Shutong Courtyard.

The sky was full of thick clouds, dyeing the sky and the earth into a lifeless gray, and the heavy snow fell from the sky, hanging on the branches, falling on the stone table, and spreading on the ground.

Qin Dongyi walked very slowly. When he passed by, he left a trail on the snow, winding from the gate of the yard to the house.

He pushed open the door and walked into the room, then leaned against the door as if he was exhausted, and slid to sit on the ground.

The room is a little dark.

The wind blew on the wooden window frames that were not closed, rattling, which seemed particularly abrupt in the quiet house.

Qin Dongyi frowned slightly.

He opened his sleeves, looked at the red rope wrapped around his wrist, and stroked it with trembling fingers.

"……Hello."

With a hoarse voice, Qin Dongyi whispered something like when Lou Lou was lying beside his bed many years ago.

But no one could answer him anymore.

The emotion of missing is entangled in my heart like thorns, and it hurts when I touch it.

As long as you close your eyes, all you can see in your mind is the appearance of Lou Hua before it disappeared.

He was still smiling at that time, but there was a hint of sadness in his eyes.

He said, let him find someone he likes, don't let him know.

Qin Dongyi had been looking for him a long time ago, but it was probably his own problem that Lou Hua didn't know about.

Qin Dongyi is not good at expressing, his feelings are always hidden in actions and details, but he ignores that Lou Hua is such an insecure person, what he wants is love and liking in words.

Because I have never been loved before, I don't know what it feels like to be loved, so I have to hear it before I can believe it.

But when Qin Dongyi realized this and wanted to tell him, it was already too late.

He wanted to say that he was willing to persecute and coerce.

I am willing to be nice to him, so I am nice to him, there is no other reason.

But at that time, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't make a sound.

He really wanted to tell him that he loved him very much.

Not pity him, nor forced, just like him, love him.

That love started a long, long time ago and has never changed.

Qin Dongyi closed his eyes and sat there for a long time.

After an unknown amount of time, he seemed to have noticed something, and raised his eyes slightly.

At some point in the dimly lit room, a silvery-white spot of light floated in.

The spot of light wobbled and fell in front of him, and finally, it turned into the appearance of a sixteen or seventeen-year-old white-haired boy.

The boy looked at him, didn't say anything, just sighed.

Qin Dongyi could sense the familiar aura on him, so he said:

"Senior Ying Long."

Ying Long nodded: "Long time no see, Xiao Qin."

After all, he patted Qin Dongyi's hand comfortingly, and said softly:

"That's Guaibao's own choice. Don't blame yourself too much. In fact, sometimes I feel that, for him, death is not necessarily more painful than life."

Qin Dongyi had heard these words many times in the past few days, and when he listened to them now, he just nodded without expressing much.

He sorted out his emotions, and he broke away from the despair just now, and his calmness was terrifying for a while.

He looked at Ying Long and asked:

"Excuse me, senior, how can I find Jin Jiao?"

Ying Long is the only person in the world who has dealt with Jin Ji, so what he knows must be more detailed and true than in the ancient books.

Ying Long nodded, but said:

"I know, I know, but don't expect me to tell you now. You should heal your injuries first, practice first, and when you have enough strength to fight him, I will naturally help you."

Qin Dongyi nodded.

He stood up with support, and then sat cross-legged on the bed, looking like he was about to start practicing immediately.

Ying Long frowned:

"You stinky boy, you forcefully exercise your kung fu before your injury heals, don't you want to die? Your life was bought by my baby, so don't waste it on me."

Ying Long interrupted Qin Dongyi's movement of sealing the seal with a trace of spiritual flow.

Qin Dongyi's movements paused, his eyes drooped, and he seemed a little dazed.

After a while, he asked:

"Senior, what can I do?"

"You can sleep."

Ying Long sighed, and put Qin Dongyi on the bed with his own hands, and even covered him with a quilt.

After finishing these, he paused and said:

"You sleep, I'll tell you a story."

Ying Long suddenly felt that these words seemed familiar.

He remembered that last time when Lou Hua was alone in Dark Fragrance Valley, he couldn't sleep because of the pain on his body, so he asked Ying Long to tell him a story.

But Ying Long didn't have any stories in that era, and he only knew Lou Hua, so he didn't have anything to tell.

He had seen the memories of Louhua, including those that were dusty.

Although it can't be told to Lou Hua, but now, it can be told to Qin Dongyi.

Ying Long released a strand of spiritual flow, and penetrated into the familiar demon pill in Qin Dongyi's heart that was circulating spiritual power.

It didn't take much effort for him to unlock the seal inside.

At that time, the person who set the seal was still very immature, and what he made could only deceive himself.

"Now Guaibao's heart and Yaodan are with you, and his memory is also dusty. If you want, you can see for yourself."

Ying Long paused:

"Look at Little Mute, Loulou, and Thirteen. Let's look at how Louhua lived in those 300 years, and of course the most important Donghuang relics. Some things are not as simple as they seem. You have seen, I will understand."

Although it's not good to tell others the secret without permission, but the matter has come to this point, Ying Long can't control it so much.

Some things must be seen with one's own eyes in order to clarify the whole story. In order to make the two people no longer have a estrangement in the future, so that his family Guaibao will not be wronged in the future, Ying Long feels that he will admit it even if he is beaten up by Guaibao in the future.

He felt like a grandpa who broke his heart for his children.

Yinglong's spiritual flow penetrated into the demon core and released the shackles inside.Qin Dongyi only felt that there was a force pulling him into some kind of picture scroll, and one story after another flew before his eyes like a revolving lantern.

The feeling of suffocation when the mother's hairpin pierced the chest while still in the belly, and the neck was almost cut off when the eyes were not open.

He saw a crying baby in the forest and was taken away by a she-wolf, he saw a child wandering alone in a cave hugging a scarecrow in a daze, he saw an idle drunk coaxing and cheating, telling the child, just say thank you, and he will be happy. Give him food to eat.

The child learned those two words with difficulty, and what he got was a moldy cake.The child ate it, and a person fell ill for three days in the cave.

There is also the little mute who was abandoned in Jincheng and was almost murdered by crows, Lou Lou who was pushed to the street by Zhou Wu on the street of Fuchuan City and spoke viciously at each other, and the little handyman disciple who was bullied and bullied every now and then. ...

Qin Dongyi felt the suffocating despair from the first perspective, he was almost out of breath.

Finally, the picture in front of him stopped on a young man.

The boy was wearing a neat Qingyang uniform, his long hair was neatly tied up, and his clear deer eyes seemed to be shining brightly.

That was someone he was familiar with.

That's... thirteen.

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