It turned out to be evil and maddened

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Two years later.

In the bedroom of the candle magpie.

Since everyone came back from the Yingwumen underground palace, they will meet here every half a month to discuss the barrier of the Baptist Feather Palace and worry about the situation of the two people inside.

This time, after everyone arrived, Xi Yun was the first to sigh: "...two years have passed, and Dufeng's barrier has not changed at all."

The old ghost scorpion was worried about the two of them, so he kept running back and forth between Scorpion Valley and Zhanwu Peak, saying: "This time, Qing Yu entered the tenth level. Generally speaking, the fifth-level retreat barrier is not easy to destroy, let alone This time he is the highest rank in the whole way."

Xi Yu sat at the table, since he returned to Zhanwu Peak, he never touched the basket of glass balls, as if he lost interest.

All the disciples of the outer sect saw that the left and right law enforcement who were occasionally playing with them have become serious and severe since they came back, so the disciples also spontaneously acted spontaneously. It can be said that they have been very well-behaved in the past two years, and almost nothing happened to make Xi Yun Xi Yu deal with.

Xi Yu's face was solemn: "... I don't know what happened to the doctor's condition, back then he..."

At this point, Xi Yu couldn't even continue talking.

Back then Xue Xian was already in a precarious state in the underground palace, not to mention being locked in the barrier for the past two years.So at this moment, they all had the same picture in their minds, but no one dared to speak it out.

I'm afraid that if you say this, that picture will come true.

Could that handsome, smiling face be lying on the hall with eyes lightly closed now... Could it be...

Zhao Qi said with an ugly face: "Your lord...is it true that you just...hold..."

She couldn't go on.

Holding a corpse.

And that single peak enchantment never meant to be opened.

Her intermittent words expressed the most worrying things in everyone's heart.

Zhu Que felt very uncomfortable, and almost muttered to himself: "No... Doctor Yi will be fine... Qing Yu will be fine... No... No..."

He has long been indifferent to thinking about any decorations in his bedroom, and he doesn't even call out the jade fan anymore, because whenever he sees the jade fan, he will think of the last scene in the underground palace, where the black mist bypassed him and went straight to Xuexian. The appearance of rushing away.

Zhou Yanzhi also had a heavy expression on his face, but he still wanted to break away from the dignified atmosphere, and said, "Before you left the underground palace, didn't senior Guixie use something to try to prevent the injury of Lord Yi? Would it have some effect?"

Two years ago, after Li Qingyu and his group were transferred from the organ tower to the underground palace, Zhou Yan and his group waited anxiously on Jinwu Peak.

Because of the enchantment of the poisonous black eagle in the underground palace, you can't see anything at the end of Zhou Yanzhi's mirror painting, and you can't use the teleportation array to enter the underground palace.Although he doesn't know what's going on in the underground palace, he still keeps trying to draw the world!

After the poisonous black eagle was killed by Ying Ge, some light spots finally appeared in the enchantment he drew, but because the black eagle is an ancient bird, the enchantment created will not disappear immediately after dying, the way the enchantment disappears It was very special, cracks appeared one after another until the whole surface was broken. After the barrier of the underground palace completely disappeared, the teleportation array that Zhou Yanzhi kept trying finally succeeded!

The spot of light gradually expanded, and a big hole was opened in the sweltering underground palace that seemed to be about to collapse. Seeing him, Zhu Que and the others immediately had hope in their hearts. Stepping into the light array at a fast speed, Zhou Yanzhi naturally saw the tragic death of Yan Ying and Ying Ge at the last moment of closing the teleportation town, but he didn't want to ask any more questions, and no one wanted to talk about it.

Zhou Yanzhi didn't realize that the figures of the two of them were not there until everyone arrived at Zhanwu Peak.

The old ghost scorpion briefly explained everything to him with a dignified expression that had never appeared before.

Everyone stared at the towering single peak at the northernmost tip. That misty mountain peak was now surrounded by layers of retreat barriers.No matter how severe the external damage is, there will be no cracks.

That is to say, outsiders can't get in, and people inside can't get out.

Originally, the tenth level of closed-door cultivation should be the most eye-catching thing in the fairy gate, and it should also be the thing that everyone happily sends people in.

But at present, no one in Zhanwu Peak could be happy about it. Their moods were like a dark night, and they didn't know the situation of the two people inside.

In Zhu Que's bedroom, the old ghost scorpion heard Zhou Yanzhi's question, and said: "The situation was too critical at that time, I pressed Xue Xian's abdomen for only a few moments, and what I put into his body was the remaining healing medicine at hand."

He paused for a moment, and with a face that was always full of smiles, he said with guilt: "But those things are compared to the poisonous mist of the poisonous black eagle..."

Speaking of this, the old ghost scorpion also swallowed, and could only shake his head.

He was a senior medical practitioner, and at the most critical moment, he had nothing at hand.

Zhao Yi couldn't bear it and said: "I still remember the hair color that quickly faded on Mr. Yi..."

There was also the appearance of Li Qingyu hugging Xuexian, her eyes swelled to deep red, but she couldn't stop it.

Now everyone's hearts are extremely heavy, whether Xuexian is alive or dead, everyone is completely uncertain.

Listening to Zhao Yi's voice, Zhu Que sobbed and said, "Stop talking, every time I recall the scene at that moment, I feel so guilty."

Xi Yu also sobbed: "It's not just you, Xianjun."

Everyone present blamed themselves and repented for this.

Li Qingyu stood in the front of the crowd at that time, fighting fiercely with Ying Ge, who knew that the other party used a trick to deceive everyone, obviously everyone was standing next to Xue Xian, but no one could stand in front of him. Instantly blocked the black light beam.

Xi Yun wiped away the tears from the corners of Xi Yu's eyes, and said sadly, "How long will it take to open this tenth-order barrier?"

Old Ghost Scorpion: "As far as I know, there were two people in the Immortal Gate who had entered the tenth rank, and it took them nearly a hundred years."

"Hundred years!?" Zhou Yanzhi was shocked with grief.

Right now, he only thinks about whether Xue Xian can survive the past two years.

Zhao Qi: "Don't forget, it's not just that they can't get out, we can't get in either. But even if we get in, how can we help?"

The old ghost and scorpion also looked distressed: "Whether you can help or not, you have to go ahead and talk about it."

In the sleeping hall, the atmosphere was heavy and silent again for a while.

Just because every discussion ends with the same result.

All are helpless, all are powerless.

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On the Dufeng in the north.

Inside the Baptist Hall surrounded by layers of barriers.

There was a thin figure lying on the bed, with long eyelashes lightly closed, and the fluffy quilt covering the chest below, the degree of the faint undulation, if you don't look carefully, you can't see it.

A slender body approached, gently opened the lower jaw of the person on the bed, fed several small pills, and then poured some water into it mouth to mouth, allowing the body that could not swallow the pills to swallow.

Li Qingyu caressed Xuexian's long hair, now that beautiful chestnut color has all faded away, replaced by all white hair, but maybe it's because he feeds Xuelingye pills every day, that long hair has never faded away. The initial paleness gradually turned to silvery white.

Scattered on the pillow, it looks smooth and glowing.

Right now, this point gave him a sliver of extravagant hope that the person on the bed might still wake up, but fell into a deep sleep because he was too tired.

Even if there is only a slight possibility, he will hold on tightly.

Even if he didn't want to look back at the events of two years ago, they still remained in his mind day and night, playing them constantly.

At that time, he fought too fiercely with Ying Ge, which stimulated the spiritual power of his whole body, which caused the golden core to run at the fastest speed in history. Closed period.

The moment he returned to the dormitory, Xue Xian was still breathing lightly, and his face was as pale as paper.

After Li Qingyu hugged him to the couch, although his eyes were red, he could see three wooden boxes and several large porcelain jars on the table from the corner of his eyes, which contained thousands of small pills made from snow spirit leaves.

In the wooden box are the poisonous centipede pill refined by the old ghost and scorpion, and the ancient octopus pill.

There is also the Linglu Beast Pill that Xuexian and the old doctor cultivated together at the beginning.

Without saying a word, Li Qingyu immediately opened the box and took out three pills.

The pill refined from the poisonous centipede beast pill was golden, he immediately fed it into Xuexian's mouth, and also forced people to swallow it by pouring water.

Two in a row are using the same method.

After the three elixirs entered Xuexian's belly, a black purple mist overflowed from Xuexian's abdomen in an instant. Li Qingyu saw the familiar cruel black mist, and immediately cast a spell to destroy it !

What he hates the most now is that he didn't save the person in his arms at the last moment, so the spell was so powerful that it shook the entire Baptist Feather Hall a few times.

The black and purple mist also disappeared in the dark blue beam.

However, Xue Xian who had taken the three elixirs still did not wake up, but maintained a shallow breath, just lying on the bed peacefully and quietly, every day and every night.

Li Qingyu would feed the silvery white pill made by Xue Lingye every day to keep Xue Xian's body blood flowing and muscles not atrophied.

But he didn't know whether the person in front of him would wake up or not.

Can you give him another chance to carry him to the Xueling tree to read books and practice swords.

He clearly remembered that every time when he was in the forest, as long as there were silver leaves floating on the tip of Xue Xian's hair, Xue Xian would always gently take them off and put them in his hands with a smile.Because the snow spirit tree is not easy to shed leaves, Xuexian knew that Li Qingyu picked those leaves specially for herself.

He also remembered that every time the two of them were on the couch, the whispers echoed in his ears, full of connivance and embarrassment.

I also remember that every time Xuexian smiled at him, those curved eyes were as bright and beautiful as the moon.

I still remember the few months before we set out for the organ tower, the two were lingering in the hut on the hillside, Xuexian squinted his eyes half-closed on the bed, looking at him with blushing cheeks.

I even remember the last words that the man in the arms said to him after exhausting his last breath in the underground palace...

"...Missing you...holding me...going to Snow Spirit Wood..."

Li Qingyu's eyes were red, and he gently held Xuexian's palm on the bed, it was a little cold, but he would always hold someone until his palm was warm before letting go.

After a while, he leaned over and kissed that pale face, from the eyelids to the lips.

Finally, facing the person on the bed, he said the only sentence he would speak all day after the retreat.

Whether it is day or night.

As long as there is a one in ten thousand chance, he will always guard Xuexian.

Like every day in the past two years, the hoarse voice whispered in Xuexian's ear.

"You live and I live, and you die and I die."

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