Mo Yan's beautiful face changed from joy to doubt and then to a little fear. Then, she threw off Gu Qingqiao's arm, slapped Mo Bing's hand again, and pushed Mo Bing away from the bed. pull away.

Zhang Jinjin asked, "What's wrong? Is there something wrong?"

Mo Yan's face was pale, he rubbed his wrist, and said to Zhang Jinjin, "You try?"

Zhang Jinjin inexplicably pressed the pulse gate of the ancient Qingqiao, and gently input a magic energy. Gu Qingqiao's body is full of demonic energy, but the direction of flow is very different from that of ordinary people. That's okay, it's just that the demonic energy he released penetrated into the meridians of Qingqiao, and after a short distance, it disappeared without a trace. At the moment when the little magic qi disappeared, it seemed like a passage was opened, and the magic qi in Zhang Jinjin's body was suddenly mobilized, and his brain rushed to Gu Qingqiao's meridians along the passage.

Zhang Jinjin's expression changed, and before he had time to act, Mu Lin, who was beside him, had already grabbed his wrist and pulled it back, breaking the connection between the two.

"This is..." Zhang Jinjin asked in surprise.

"Probably the ancestor of the demon relic is too powerful, and instinctively needs more demonic energy to nourish it." Mo Yan sighed: "If demonic energy is sent to the door, it will of course accept it with a rude smile."

"That's it!" Zhang Jinjin touched his chin, "then be careful these few days, don't let the two of you touch him at the same time. I don't know how long this process will last, let's take a look first."

After tossing for so long, birdsong has already sounded outside the window. The rain had stopped long ago, and a red sun rose slowly on the horizon.

Mu Xiyuan stared at the sun in the sky and was stunned for a while. It has been ten days since he returned to Longzhao Village, and Huang Zelin has been living in a seclusion, bedridden for treatment. After all, he is an old man who is nearly a hundred years old. Even if there is spiritual herbal medicine, his recovery will be slower.

The medicine jar on the stove behind him clucked, and the fragrant and slightly bitter medicinal smell filled the whole kitchen. Mu Xiyun looked at the concoction, and it was almost cooked. After pouring out a bowl of thick medicinal juice, Mu Xiyun came to Huang Zelin's room.

The old man was meditating on the bed, and the sun was edging his white hair with gold. Mu Xiyun placed the medicine bowl on the small table in front of the bed and waited quietly.

After a while, Huang Zelin opened his eyes, saw Mu Xiyuan, and immediately smiled, "You're here."

After taking the medicine bowl and drinking it dry, Huang Zelin said to Mu Xiyun, "Don't worry, I'm almost better. When you have time, we need to have a good talk."

Mu Xiyun nodded, went out to explain to Su Yanjun and Qin Le who were about to go to the magic circle, and then turned back to the room.

Looking at Mu Xiyuan, who was sitting quietly in front of him, Huang Zelin sighed, "Little Mo said in a letter to me that you returned to your soul on the 15th night of the twelfth lunar month. I've always wondered, why you haven't moved for so many years, but suddenly you Back to the soul. How do you feel about yourself?"

"No..." Mu Xiyun shook her head. The transition between life and death seems to be only for a moment. After sinking into the darkness fifty years ago, he lost consciousness. On that day, he didn't know what was going on, as if he was awakened from a dream and suddenly heard Mo Zhiqi's voice.

"One more thing," Mu Xiyun pondered: "Gu Qingqiao, he's back too."

"Gu Qingqiao?" Huang Zelin was stunned for a while, then he reacted and asked, "Is that the devil that was executed in Lin Moyuan?"

"Yes." Mu Xiyun remembered what Tan Shen said in the hairpin Xiaozhuzhong, and there was a trace of pain in his heart. He hesitated for a while, and then hesitantly asked: "I heard that he was born with a magic crystal, yes... it's true. What happened after I died?"

Huang Zelin sighed and said, "That day, you blew up the sea of ​​​​knowledge and suppressed Gu Qingqiao's demonic energy, but the seven orifices bleed and fell into a coma..."

On that day, the black mist dissipated, and people were surprised to find that it was not the devil who was killed, but the immortal emperor in white slumped down.

A group of people looked at the two people on the high platform nervously, but the young man in black didn't notice anything around him, he just hugged the person in his arms tightly and whispered his name in a low voice.

Huang Zelin couldn't hold back and ran to the stage. After trying Mu Xiyuan's breath and pressing his pulse, he could only shake his head and sigh.

Gu Qingqiao's trembling hand grabbed his wrist, and at this moment, he actually used the little remaining spiritual power to transmit a voice to him: "Elder Huang, you save him, save him."

Huang Zelin didn't think about it for a while, and followed the sound transmission back: "Even if I can save this body, my soul will drift away when my spiritual power is exhausted. How can I save it?"

"No, no elder." Gu Qingqiao said very firmly: "With the soul-catching jade bottle, it will definitely be too late."

Huang Zelin was eager to save people, took out the jade bottle and put it in Mu Xiyun's ear, his divine consciousness dived, and there was actually a white light inside the jade bottle.

The young man in black was relieved.

Divine soul voice transmission, one party is thinking and the other party is aware of it. The conversation between the two people only happened between the electric light and flint. Everyone in the audience only saw Huang Zelin rushing to the high platform, and immediately took out the jade bottle when he checked the pulse. At this time, the disciples around Zheng Kairan had come forward to restrain Gu Qingqiao.

Zheng Kairan took a step forward and solemnly said loudly: "It's important to save people, take Xiyun to the hospital for treatment. As for this demon, the elder of Moyun Mountain the day before yesterday and the disciple of my mountain are seriously injured today. The crime is unforgivable! Fortunately, Xiyun Use your whole body spiritual power to suppress your magic power, this opportunity cannot be wasted, today, I will take the magic crystal from your body, and see how you can do evil!"

Huang Zelin looked at Gu Qingqiao in shock, and saw that the young man in black didn't care what the head of Zheng said at all, but looked at Mu Xiyun with a worried expression. When Mo Yunshan's disciple pulled him up, he suddenly said to Huang Zelin: "I didn't kill Li Yao, if you don't believe it, go check his heart, it's a Gu worm."

The voice was firm and loud, making Huang Zelin's heart tremble. At this time, the disciples of Tianji Peak had already carried the stretcher, and Huang Zelin had to turn all his attention back to Mu Xiyun.

After getting off the high platform, Huang Zelin turned his head for the last time and saw that the young man in black was being held by two people on the platform. , as if that was the most important thing in the world.