"Those who know me, A Yun!" Gu Qingqiao laughed. Immediately he restrained his smile and said: "More than 30 years ago, with a face in his fifties, wearing a white robe and carrying an elder sword, the child spirits of the mountain city died for refining medicine. All kinds of clues add up, and people have no choice but to Doubt!"

"You suspect Elder Huang?" Mu Xiyun asked in a low voice.

"What do you think?" Gu Qingqiao asked back.

Seeing Mu Xiyun's questioning face, Gu Qingqiao sighed lightly: "I also know that Elder Huang has a kindness for you to rebuild, to be honest, I am really grateful to him. However, since our rebirth, by chance, There's just too much going on."

In the case of digging the heart in Evian Town, someone deliberately guided Hongyu, leading to the abduction and sale of children to make alchemy; when Lingshan was talking about Taoism, someone transferred the water of the glacier to Lingshan, and the demon clan was faintly leading behind the scenes. On the edge of Shanhai City, there are demons offering sacrifices to the sky, and the formation at the bottom of the boat arouses suspicion; in the Dragon Claw Mountain, the gray-robed Taoist in the valley is also related to medicine.

Now, the cause and effect learned in the resentment mountain city not only does not give people the feeling that the truth is revealed, but it makes people feel that it is only a corner of a huge conspiracy.

The darkness in front of him is like a monster that eats people, sitting quietly in the thick fog, waiting in ambush on the road ahead, making people shudder.

"Elder Huang, he..." Before Mu Xiyun finished speaking, there was a soft knock on the door.

"Xi Yuan, it's me." The old voice sounded from the door, it was Huang Zelin.

Mu Xiyun was startled and hurried over to open the door. Elder Huang walked into the house with a tray in both hands. On the tray was a bowl of medicinal juice.

A bitter medicinal fragrance permeated the room.

"Elder, are you...?" Mu Xiyuan asked suspiciously.

Huang Zelin raised his head to see Gu Qingqiao in the room, and frowned without a trace. He put down the tray and said, "Don't think I don't know, did you get hurt again in the mountain city? When you came back, your face was pale, and the cold poison was affected again, right?"

"You made the medicine for me!" Mu Xiyun said moved: "Thank you for your hard work, I'm fine."

"You have to drink the medicine if you have nothing to do!" Huang Zelin raised his eyebrows and said, "Come and drink it, the cold poison has been in my heart for a long time. You will have to suffer the next attack."

If it had been a quarter of an hour ago, Mu Xiyuan would have taken the medicine from the bowl without hesitation, but they just talked about their doubts about Elder Huang, and now looking at the bowl of medicine, people had to hesitate.

Gu Qingqiao took the first step towards Huang Zelin and said with a smile: "I'll come, I'll come, the medicine must be very hot, I'll blow it for you!"

Elder Huang's eyes widened: "What are you blowing! It's not hot anymore."

Gu Qingqiao scratched his head and said with a hilarious smile: "Elder Huang is partial, we come out of the city together, you only care about him and not me."

Huang Zelin didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Alright, alright, I'll also cook a bowl of medicine for you, add more rhizoma rhizoma, clear the fire and detoxify!"

Gu Qingqiao looked frightened and shouted: "Forget it, then how can I drink it? How about I share this bowl?" He then went to pick up the bowl.

Huang Zelin said angrily, "Nonsense! Medicines are mixed together?" He turned his hands and handed the medicine bowl to Mu Xiyun. "Drink!"

Mu Xiyuan watched the two quarrel, and knew that Gu Qingqiao was afraid that there was something wrong with the medicine, and would rather drink it for him than let him take risks. I thought to myself, "You treat me like this, how do you know I'm not in the same mood?"

Thinking of this, there is no hesitation, took the medicine bowl and drank it clean.

As soon as the bowl left his lips, a piece of stuff was stuffed in his mouth, sweet but with a bloody smell.

Mu Xiyuan was startled, frowned, and saw Huang Zelin angrily said to Gu Qingqiao: "How old is he, you still feed him candy! You don't understand pharmacology, what if the effect of the medicine is diluted!" After speaking, he looked at Mu Xiyuan angrily.

Mu Xiyun had adjusted his expression at this moment, covered his mouth and spit out candy, and said obediently: "Elder, don't be angry, I spit it out. I won't eat it in the future!"

Only then did Huang Zelin nodded with satisfaction, took the medicine bowl and tray, and told him, "After drinking the medicine, get some rest early." Then he said to Gu Qingqiao, "Don't bother him so much, you can concentrate only when you meditate. The body is good."

The two nodded in agreement, and Huang Zelin walked out of the room.

Listening to the sound of his footsteps going away, Mu Xiyuan asked, "What did you give me to eat? Why is there a smell of blood?"

Gu Qingqiao looked at him a little embarrassedly, and lit the fingers of his right hand. "Do you remember Xiao Liu?"

On Gu Qingqiao's right index finger, a new injury was clearly visible. He couldn't grab the bowl just now, and he watched Mu Xiyun drink the concoction, anxious in his heart. He quickly took a piece of maltose, dug a small hole with his spiritual power, and forced a few drops of blood into it. If the medicine is poisonous, how much can be relieved.

Gu Qingqiao said that he had to force blood again, and said in his mouth: "Drink some more, just in case."

Mu Xiyun grabbed his hand and said strangely, "How can you be like this? How much blood do you have? People drink it every day!"

Gu Qingqiao pinched his fingers and defended: "No, no, I'll give you a drink, enough!"

Mu Xiyun couldn't help crying, pinching his fingers and didn't move. After a while, he let go of his hand and saw that the blood had stopped, so he said, "I know that your blood can cure hundreds of poisons, but it's not such a waste."

At that time, Xiaoliu forced blood donation into his mouth to detoxify him. He was just surprised, but after listening to the old village chief's words and knowing the reason, his heart ached.

Seeing Mu Xiyun looking down at his hand, Gu Qingqiao didn't look up for a while, and asked in doubt, "Ayun, what's wrong with you?"

"Did it hurt back then?" Mu Xiyun asked softly.

Gu Qingqiao didn't understand what he was asking for a while, and replied, "It doesn't hurt for such a small wound."

"I mean," Mu Xiyun raised her head to look at him, "when it was in Ten Thousand Gu Cave."

Gu Qingqiao looked at Xi Yun's reddish eyes, a crystal teardrop was dripping from his eyelashes, he panicked for a while, and hurriedly took his hand and said, "Ayun, don't cry, alas, don't cry. That's all in the past, I almost forgot, really! Look, my wounds are all healed now." Then he unbuttoned his clothes, revealing his strong chest.