When the devil

Just an hour ago, Wei Ling just woke up from a coma.

He knew that he had slept for a long time, but the moment when his memory stopped seemed as close as yesterday, and the chaos and cold never dissipated.

It seems like everything still has room to struggle.

He slowly regained consciousness and temperature in the dark. When he opened his eyes, the warm forehead touched his forehead, and the fragrance of flowers permeated the surroundings, soothing his consciousness with an indescribable sense of peace.

The person above is Shen Hua, the magnolia fairy.

The two looked at each other for a moment, and finally Shen Hua raised her body embarrassingly: "You finally woke up, you have a fever, drink some medicine later and take a rest."

When Wei Ling saw someone he was familiar with, his expression also softened. His slender eyelashes followed him to close his eyes to cover up his daze slightly, and then opened them, leaving only a pool of tranquility.

"Fairy Magnolia... why are you here?"

Shen Hua said: "I was also entrusted by someone... After the seal was released, you have been running a high fever... I really don't know if that, that stinky monster of yours is saving you or killing you. It is a miracle that he lost his spiritual core in life and did not die suddenly."

Wei Ling moved his fingers lightly, his joints were a little stiff, and his sense of touch was very slow. Other than that, he could hardly feel the magic pulse in his body, and the magic power seemed to be stripped away, leaving only the illusion of emptiness.

No, maybe this is not an illusion.

Wei Ling raised her head, the corners of her eyes were slightly red, it was the weakness from the cold when recovering from a serious illness.He looked at Shen Hua quietly, as if he was confirming something in her eyes.

Shen Hua was stunned for a while, she wanted to speak bluntly, but Wei Ling's eyes made her lose consciousness.

"梼杌 swallowed the curse in your body, but the curse is connected to your dharma veins, so... when it was pulled from your body, it also caused great damage to your spiritual core."

Wei Ling didn't speak, he sat up propped up, very tired all over, the loose black hair hung down along the side of his face and fell on his slender shoulders, the dim firelight in the room shrouded his outline, mottled his good looks The thin nose and thin lips gave a little warmth to the bloodless face.

Shen Hua closed her eyes sadly, and slowly said: "I don't know the exact extent of the injury... At least until the spirit core is recovered, you will not be able to learn the immortal technique anymore."

"... "

"But, but it's not all bad. Most people should have died a long time ago, but you survived... Now that the curse is gone, you don't have to worry about suffering from the curse anymore." Shen Hua couldn't figure out what was behind his calm expression. Mentality, but how cruel it is for a generation of immortals to lose mana, Shen Hua couldn't control it, and kept thinking about the worst, the more he thought about it, the more difficult he was: "I'll make you some medicine, you are now a mortal body... After being sealed by such a powerful demon power for a year, I really don't know how you survived."

After she finished speaking, she regretted it, why did she mention the word "mortal", wishing she could slap her own ears.

Wei Ling gently covered his forehead, his palms were cold, but his forehead was hot, and the feeling of fatigue persisted.

He wasn't completely ignorant of what happened after that.

When Xia Zhou left, there was only endless cold rain left in the world, and not long after, the thick demon power surrounded him, it was an airtight shell, but also soft and warm fluff.

His consciousness sank slowly in such comfort, just like every night when Xia Zhou was in his arms, the intimacy and lustful warmth.

Wei Ling thought that he would not survive that day, and when the curse permeated his whole body, the pain felt as if he would be hacked into pieces, and the cries of innocent souls echoed in his mind. He even thought, if Xia Zhou could kill him, it would be the best for him. A real relief.

but.

Xia Zhou didn't kill him, but devoured his curse, crippled his cultivation, and sealed him with demon power to prevent him from being hurt again when he was most vulnerable.

Xia Zhou wants to let him live.

"Gu Xuancheng came to Liuli Mountain, and searched the whole mountain for your traces. Everyone said that you were eaten by 梼杌, but he just didn't believe it... Then, then... He finally left, and within two days Tian Guyuan came again, and she opened her mouth to say that you are in danger, and I hope I can find a way to save you." Shen Hua said here, her expression became serious: "I thought it was some kind of trap, but he came with your forgetfulness. Chuanjian."

Wei Ling followed Shen Hua's gaze to look at the cabinet not far away, where the Wang Chuan Sword was placed, and a white jade purple tassel, stained by the dim fire in the room, shone like a star.

Wei Ling frowned lightly, and pursed his lips in silence. He seemed to be thinking about something, but in the end he looked helplessly blank.

Seeing his pale and haggard pretty face, Shen Hua thought maybe he should rest more, so she said: "Hey, I'll make some medicine, and then I'll get someone to prepare some food, it's still snowing outside, you lie down well, don't worry about it." catch a cold."

She was unable to guess Wei Ling's mood, and the more she thought about it, the more uncomfortable she felt. If the bone seal was broken, it could be continued. Now that the spiritual core is damaged and the cultivation base is destroyed, it is difficult to continue the road of immortality. Thinking about Wei Ling's mana that has been deified to the point of immortality, it will be completely destroyed in the blink of an eye, how difficult it will be in the future, I don't want to know.

"I want to take a bath." Wei Ling slowly turned her head to look at Shen Hua, her slightly drooping eyes scattered like mist: "I'm sweating all over, I feel uncomfortable."

Shen Hua couldn't help being taken aback, and then bent down and touched Wei Ling's forehead: "You have been sealed for a year, and you just woke up, aren't you hungry? Just want to take a bath?"

"Hungry." Wei Ling replied honestly, "I'm sorry, Fairy."

Shen Hua was worried about Wei Ling in her heart, but she didn't expect that this lovely and pitiful little beauty was stronger than she thought. When others abolished their cultivation, most of them would cry, make noise and hang themselves, but Wei Ling had a humble and gentle attitude. He spoke softly, although his face was ugly as if he had just been dug out of a coffin, but it also gave off a sense of calm that was as light as a breeze.

Maybe he is tired of cultivation and wants to be a mortal?

Shen Hua couldn't help thinking of this in her heart.

To be honest, when she came to this mansion with half-belief and suspicion, she broke into a cold sweat when she saw the black demon flame that sealed Wei Ling. Secretly doting on him, watching him being dragged into the mortal world and being tortured all the way through the years, and finally reduced to this miserable state, I feel very reluctant to wring out those who harmed him one by one and beat them into bastards.The complaint is that although she has cultivated well, she rarely uses the immortal magic that can be violent to people. When she wants to vent, she can only feel uncomfortable in her heart.

That night, the maidservants in the mansion were all busy, Wei Ling returned to rest on the couch after taking a bath, Shen Hua stayed to feed him medicine, and by the way told some recent situation of Liuli Mountain.

Since the last riot, Liuli Mountain has been taken over by the Taili Yuan, but the Taili Yuan did not go up the mountain, but just stationed at the foot of the mountain. Although Meng Lanzhou was unwilling in every possible way, considering the difficulties in the mountain, he still acquiesced.

Wei Ling listened quietly, as if listening to a story. He was originally docile, but now he was more obedient when he was injured. She fed a spoonful, and Wei Ling drank a spoonful. His beautiful eyes recovered a little more than when he just woke up. It looked like it was alive.

After drinking the medicine, he raised his eyes and asked Shen Hua: "Does the fairy have...the medicine to restore the dharma pulse?"

When Shen Hua heard the word "Dharma pulse", she felt an inexplicable sense of guilt again. She put the medicine bowl aside, and said helplessly, "Yes, but you are now weak and your spiritual core is damaged, so it is not easy to stimulate the Dharma pulse." , because after the magic vein is activated, the mana remaining inside will pour into the spirit core, and if the spirit core can't carry it, it will overflow in your body. Once you go crazy...I'm afraid..."

Wei Ling was very persistent, and asked again: "Is there any way to restore the spirit core?"

"Yes, but you... your cultivation level is too high. No one in Liuli Mountain can match you now. Even Elder Meng may not be able to repair it after exhausting his entire life cultivation base... Also, maybe only Cang and Cang Lin can... ..." Shen Hua stuttered when she said the word Cang Lin, her eyes were foggy, and she lowered her eyelashes to prevent Wei Ling from seeing.

Wei Ling knew that she had made things difficult for Shen Hua, so she thanked her softly: "The fairy is taking care of you."

Shen Hua sighed, shook her head and said: "You can take care of it first, and then think about the next step when your body is well-raised. You have just picked up your life, so don't throw it away."

"Hmm. Thanks."

He was wearing clean white clothes, and his black hair was dripping down on the bed with dampness. The medicine just now was very bitter, and the residue on the tip of his tongue was a bit astringent. Since waking up, he has only asked some questions about himself, and most of the others are in meditation. , Shen Hua looked at him from the side, and occasionally his eyes met, and he would show a gentle and cute smile, and that fragile and pitiful face was dyed with a faint warmth, which made Shen Hua blushed quietly, and quickly rolled up his sleeves to cover it.

"A Ling, you ask this, do you... feel that there is still some mana left in your body?" She randomly searched for topics.

"I don't know." Wei Ling was thinking about this question. When Shen Hua asked, he tried to feel it again: "Maybe it's because he has been entangled in the curse for too long and forgot what it feels like to have pure mana."

"It is said that the spiritual core is the foundation, the source of all mana, just like the root of a tree, which grows continuously with practice, and eventually becomes a towering tree, but when the root dies, the tree dies, and no matter how many branches there are, it is useless."

But there is also a miracle that the whole tree is dead, and only one branch is still young.

Shen Hua didn't say the latter sentence, she didn't dare to assert it lightly, let alone verify it.

There was some noise outside the door, as if someone was coming.

Wei Ling listened to the voice, but didn't notice any breath, he was hungry, and asked, "Is the meal here?"

Obviously Wei Ling is not used to the current state. Shen Hua was at a loss for words for a while, and she didn't know how to answer well. The strength is not like a handmaid——

Fortunately, it took only a moment for Wei Ling to react, he smiled awkwardly, stopped looking around, waited for the knock on the door, and then Shen Hua responded and went to open the door.

"Xiaoling~~" The enthusiastic Gu Yuan was outside the door: "Is your health better? This king brought you something good to replenish your body."

To be precise, Wei Ling guessed right, the meal has indeed come.

Seeing that Gu Yuan was not idle as soon as she entered the door, the maid walked in with all kinds of delicacies from mountains and seas, and put the meals one by one on the round table on the other side of the room. , stewed squab with cistanche, boiled beans, stewed soft-shelled turtle, chopped green onion and tomato eggs, stewed fish belly with winter melon, bird's nest and wolfberry paste, steamed grass carp...

Shen Hua's eyes were darkened, and she was full of emotion. The so-called rich really can do whatever they want. Is this the luxury of bureaucrats?

She didn't want to pour cold water on her, but she still said in a good voice: "My lord, Ah Ling has just recovered, so maybe it's not appropriate to eat these...too, too nourishing things."

Looking at Wei Ling again, it seems that she is also troubled, Shen Hua thought that Wei Ling also has a sense of proportion, she knows her body best, and she must have no appetite now.

Wei Ling: "Where's the wine?"

Shen Hua caressed her forehead: "..."

Gu Yuan raised her eyebrows and said cruelly: "You are a patient, what kind of wine do you drink?"

While staring wide-eyed, the person who had been waiting outside the door also came in, Wei Ling looked along and saw Bai Lie walking directly in front of him, skipping the assortment of meals.

He had already taken off his silver armor, and was only wearing a brocade robe. The silver belt accentuated his tall figure. When that extremely handsome face approached the bed, all the sharpness was caught in his eyes and turned into ice. A generally dreadful chill.