Xiao Qi held Lin Qingbai in his arms for a long time, until Lin Qingbai struggled in his arms so much that he lost his strength and almost collapsed.

Lin Qingbai's chin rested on Xiao Qi's shoulder, and with his eyes closed, he felt the water mist falling on his face, and his hands drooped powerlessly.

I don't know how long it took, the surrounding water gradually became smaller, and a dazzling light appeared above the head.

The beam of light grew bigger and brighter, and then the boat rushed out of the water with a bang.

Just like when they came here, everyone at Lin Qingbai's side was dizzy, slumped on the ground with dizziness, and couldn't get up for a long time.

The feeling of falling back was far stronger than before. Even He Fanglen, who had nothing to do when he came, was walking in a vain manner, standing aside and rubbing the center of his brows.

However, Xiao Qi and the woman behind him were not at all strange, and they didn't even stagger when they landed.

Xiao Qi hugged Lin Qingbai horizontally, flew out of the waterfall, walked steadily to the grass next to the waterfall, and let Lin Qingbai down.

Lin Qingbai's body didn't have any strength, he supported his body with his arms, and began to cough uncontrollably.

"Cough cough cough cough cough..."

Lin Qingbai's coughing eye sockets were red, his clothes were soaked in water, the light gauze white shirt was clinging to his slender body, his black hair drooped between his foreheads, crystal drops of water slid down his smooth forehead to the corners of his eyes.

Lin Qingbai's eyes are very beautiful, with light brown pupils, and the tails of the eyes are long and narrow and slightly upturned. When he coughs, the eye sockets and the tip of the nose are red, and his shoulders and neck are shaking slightly, as if he was just waking up in a lake.The lotus branches that came out, the branches are light pink, but they are so fragile that they can't bear half of the damage, so they can only be held in the palm of their hands, coaxed, pampered, and protected.

The water drop just condensed on Lin Qingbai's chin.

Xiao Qi stared intently, his fingertips moved unconsciously, attracted by the water drop, and unconsciously wanted to wipe the drop of water off Lin Qingbai's chin.

At this moment, Lin Qingbai suddenly turned his head and looked at him without emotion.

The movements of Xiao Qi's hands stopped instantly.

He looked at Lin Qingbai's cold gaze, clenched his hands into fists, and stood up abruptly, the softness in his eyes was gone, and he just looked down at Lin Qingbai with a sharp gaze.

Xiao Qi felt that he was really crazy.

At that moment just now, he actually felt that the person in front of him with lowered eyes and coughing lightly looked like an old friend of his.

It was only when Lin Qingbai looked at him coldly that he suddenly woke up.

What old friends are not old friends?

All are fake.

Xiao Qi turned around and stopped looking at Lin Qingbai, but took two steps forward, staring at the waterfall in the distance.

The people under Lin Qingbai's belt all slowed down. They turned their heads and saw Lin Qingbai lying alone in the grass, and they all ran forward worriedly.

"Master!"

"Master..."

Lin Qingbai rested his hands on his chest, closed his eyes and was calming down, unwilling to talk to a few people, so Xuanche foolishly thought that Lin Qingbai had been hurt by those two people.

He pulled out his saber from the side, pointed the blade at Xiao Qi's back, and said angrily, "What did you do to my master?!"

Xiao Qi put his hands behind his back, shook his head with a smile, ignored Xuanche, but said to Feng Wan who was beside him: "Feng Wan, did you see that good people really don't get rewarded."

Feng Wan nodded to Xiao Qi and said, "It's the young master."

After speaking, Feng Wan raised her hand and was about to draw her knife.

Xiao Qi waved his hand and said, "I'm in a good mood today, forget it."

Feng Wan put the knife back into the scabbard without changing her expression.

Xuanche was so angry that the hand holding the sword was trembling, he glared and wanted to rush forward, Lin Qingbai raised his hand and pressed his wrist, saying: "Xuanche, I'm fine, he saved me, not to be rude."

When Xuanche heard Lin Qingbai say this, he was stunned for a moment, and the tension in his whole body was relaxed.

He quickly squatted down, stood in front of Lin Qingbai, and touched his face.

Shui asked with concern: "Master, how are you doing?"

Lin Qingbai patted his hand lightly, then turned to Xiao Qi who was standing in the distance and said, "Young Master Xiao, you saved my life just now, and Fu is very grateful, I'm ignorant, I made a mistakeYoung Master, I hope Young Master Xiao will forgive me."

It was just a short sentence, but Lin Qingbai was breathless when he said it. He coughed twice, and continued in a hoarse voice: "Fu Mou, who saved my life today, will keep it in my heart. If Mr. Xiao needs it in the futureFu Mou will definitely repay."

Xiao Qi still didn't turn around, as if he didn't care about Lin Qingbai's words of repayment.

At this moment, a package suddenly floated in the distant river.

The package was made of light blue checked cloth, and at first glance it was what Lin Qingbai held in his hands as a treasure just now.

Lin Qingbai looked at that thing, his body froze, and then he realized that the situation was too urgent just now, he was held tightly in Xiao Qi's arms, and he didn't know when the package was out of his hands.

Lin Qingbai put his hands on the ground, struggling to stand up, and picked up the package.

But Lin Qingbai was exhausted, his hands slipped and he fell to the ground again, and the people around him followed Lin Qingbai's gaze, only to see that the package had already floated along the river to the bank, just stopped in front of Xiao Qi, impartially, like God's will.

Xiao Qi paused, bent down, and picked up the package.

The package was already soaked with water, and one could vaguely see the shape of a box, but the others could no longer be seen.

Xiao Qi took the package, turned around and looked at the people behind him.

He saw all the people gathered around Lin Qingbai.

Those little apprentices shouted one after another, master, worried to death.

Lin Qingbai was just drenched in water.

Even, he didn't even get water, Xiao Qi protected him in his arms just now, nearly 90% of the water hit Xiao Qi's body.

But even though Lin Qingbai was fine, those apprentices still looked at him worriedly, for fear that something might happen to their master.

That kind of care, that kind of concern and worry...

Even Xiaobai stood on the grass in front of Lin Qingbai, tilted his head, and looked at Lin Qingbai very seriously with his eagle eyes.

And when Xiao Qi got the package, those people looked at Xiao Qi with grateful eyes, and they all became wary.

Xiao Qi sneered, raised his hand and put the package in front of his eyes, but Mu Yan said with a trembling voice, "It's my master's thing, you...you give it backMy master."

Xiao Qi glanced at Mu Yan like ice, and Mu Yan immediately stopped talking.

Xiao Qi really wanted to know what was in this package.

Why let a treasure like Lin Qingbai protect and protect her?

He said he was an old friend, what kind of old friend, and what was his relationship with him?

Can a fairy return to the fairy world, after being hidden 70% of his feelings, can he still care so much, can he still cherish it so much?

Then when they were in the mortal world, how deep should their emotions be?

Xiao Qi was suddenly jealous.

His jealousy comes from no reason, obviously he and these people in front of him have only met once, but he is jealous that there is still a mortal after death, who can still be cared about and cherished so much.

Because he didn't, he was just jealous!He just hates it!

Xiao Qi's palms were a little itchy, and the violence in his heart was causing trouble again. He couldn't help thinking, since what he doesn't have, why should others have it?

Why is it also a mortal.

After someone dies, you can remember it like this!

And him?Everyone cursed!

Before he died, he had to be told by his master, you are good to die!You are happy to die!You died to eliminate harm for the people!

Why?

Why can others care so much?

Why does everyone cry when someone dies?

And him?Even the person he cared about the most wanted him to die quickly.

After he died,

Everyone is laughing right?

So much so that today when he went back to the mortal world to retrieve Xiaobai, he didn't even want to go to the capital for a second look. He just stood at the back of the mountain and blew a whistle to call Xiaobai back.

He has always been a daring person. He has never been afraid of anything in his life. Even if there is a rain of swords, swords, and lava in front of him, he can move forward without paying any attention.

But it's just death.

He has seen more and died more times, so he doesn't care.

But when he returned to the mortal world, he was afraid when he stepped down the mountain.

He didn't want to see how well his master lived after his death in the mortal world, whether it was really as he said, eliminating harm for the people and making everyone happy.

He didn't even want to listen to the rumors in the market.

If he heard it, he couldn't guarantee whether he would kill all those people and slaughter the city again.

And now...

Holding the package in his hand, Xiao Qi suddenly thought of destroying it.

What he doesn't have, no one else should have.

That's only fair.

Xiao Qi's palm exerted force, and was about to ignite black flames, setting everything on fire, when he suddenly heard Lin Qingbai whispering from a distance: "That's my thing, can you give it back to me??”

Xiao Qi shook his arm, and he slowly raised his eyes, looking at Lin Qingbai's worried eyes.

The intense dryness in his chest just now suddenly disappeared.

At this moment Xiao Qi suddenly felt very boring again.

Don't say that he burned all these things, he just opened it curiously and didn't want to look at it.

So he raised his hand and threw the package towards Lin Qingbai.

The wooden box was very heavy, if it wasn't for Xuan Che who was on the side to catch it quickly, it would have almost hit Lin Qingbai's face.

Lin Qingbai didn't hide at all, but took the package and held the box tightly in her hand.

Xiao Qi looked at Lin Qingbai from afar, and looked at the group of them who were so precious to the box, sneered, and teased condescendingly: "It's just a dead person's thing."

After speaking, Xiao Qi raised his hand to his mouth and whistled.

As soon as Xiaobai heard the whistle, he flew to Xiao Qi's shoulder.

Xiao Qi put his hands behind his back, and with the wind blowing under his feet, he soared into the air, and said in a calm voice, "Feng Wan, let's go."

"Yes, my son."

The two of them rose into the air in the blink of an eye, and disappeared in the air in the blink of an eye.

They came and went so quickly that they didn't even leave a word of farewell.

When Lin Qingbai returned to the fairy clan, the first thing he did was to return to the bedroom and open the box.

The box had been soaked in water, and the water had entered the crevices of the wooden box and stained the letters.

Seeing this scene, Lin Qingbai felt dizzy. He quickly supported his head and closed his eyes tremblingly.

Recently, his health is not good. When he is in a big mood, he will feel dizzy for a while, when he is sad, he will be out of breath, and if he uses mana excessively, he will have a heart attack.

After he slowed down for a while, he took two deep breaths in his chest before he dared to open his eyes and look at the box of letters again.

Lin Qingbai's fingertips were cold and trembling, and he took out the jade pendant on the letter first.

It was a milky white jade pendant, and the Buddha statue carved on it was given to Xi An when he was fourteen years old, and Xi An stayed with him all the time.

Later, when Xi An was eighteen years old, he rebelled.

Perhaps what Lin Qingbai did also hurt his heart, so Xi An took off the jade pendant that he wore every day.

He doesn't want to take it anymore.

Lin Qingbai knew about this all along.

So after Xi'an left, he went to Xi'an's palace.

He originally thought that Xi An hated him and would throw this jade pendant away, but he did not expect that he found this jade pendant in Xi An's closet.

The jade pendant was well preserved, wrapped in a layer of white cloth, and placed in the innermost layer of the wardrobe.

So Lin Qingbai

Put this jade pendant away for Xi An.

After being soaked in the river water, the jade pendant was fine, and it was still crystal clear after being wiped.

Just those letters...

Lin Qingbai carefully picked up the letters with both hands.

The paper used to write the letter was thin, and several sheets of letter paper were soaked in water and stuck together.

Lin Qingbai gently separated the letters one by one with his fingertips and tidied them up, fearing that if he was not careful, the letter paper would be torn.

But he tidied it up, his eyes were still red, and tears rolled down his cheeks.

Lin Qingbai bit her lower lip tightly, fearing that the tears would spoil the letters, she wanted to hold back the tears in her eyes, but in the end she couldn't.

Tears fell drop by drop on the letter paper.

Lin Qingbai withdrew his hand tremblingly, and raised it to cover his eyes.

How can do......

The words in the letter are all blurred, and can't read anything clearly...

As long as Lin Qingbai thinks that all the letters Xi An wrote to him over the years have been destroyed, he will be heartbroken and blame himself to death.

Xi An is gone, and Xin will never come back.

No one will ever write such a letter to him again.

He ruined the last memories Xi An left him...

He clearly knew that when he returned to the fairyland, he would go through the Fanchen River, why didn't he think of plugging the gaps of the wooden box tighter!Why didn't think of changing to a waterproof box!

Why is this happening...

Lin Qingbai even thought, if he hadn't gone down to get the box, wouldn't things have been destroyed by him...

Lin Qingbai actually doesn't like to cry, but this time, for some unknown reason, he huddled alone in the spacious hall, his robes drooping, sitting on the ground, covering his eyes and crying very sadly, the tears couldn't stop flowing down the road.The wrist slid down.

At this moment, he felt that what he had destroyed was not just these few pieces of paper.

It is his memory of twelve years.

It was the last thing Xi An left him.

If these letters are still there, Lin Qingbai believes that no matter how long he lives, even if it is ten thousand years or tens of millions of years.

Even if the mountains and rivers have changed and everything is gone, as long as he sees these letters, he can still think of what happened back then.

No matter how painful it is, he doesn't want to forget it.

But now there is nothing...

After a hundred years, he will forget Xi'an's appearance, after a thousand years, he will forget what happened between them, and after ten thousand years, he will forget about Xi'an.

All are gone.

That night Lin Qingbai didn't sleep all night, he knelt down on the ground and carefully separated the letters bit by bit.

Then dry on the ground.

The candlelight was dim, and he was wearing white clothes on the floor, holding a small pair of tweezers in his hand, his brows trembled slightly, and his fingertips were so soft that it was ridiculous. The originally sharp brows and eyes were softened by the candlelight.

The words on the letter are all scribbled, but if you look carefully, you can still see some of them.

Lin Qingbai planned to make another copy of the contents of these letters while he still remembered the contents of the letters.

It was only after dawn on the second day that Lin Qingbai finished drying all the letters and lay down on the bed to rest for a while.

Just as he was about to fall asleep, the door was knocked twice symbolically and pushed open.

Lin Qingbai woke up violently, but it was too late.

The wind from the opening of the palace door blew up the letter paper on the ground, flying everywhere.

As soon as He Fanglen came in, he saw Lin Qingbai's glaring eyes. He stopped in his footsteps, and his eyes slowly turned to the letter paper on the ground.

Lin Qingbai's bedroom was very large, and the white letter paper was all over the bedroom.

From the beginning of the hall to the end of the hall.

At first glance, it was made by Lin Qingbai's little bit of hard work.

He Fangling was stunned for a moment, squatting on the ground and picked up a piece of paper casually, saw the ink-smudged handwriting on it, what did he say?

I understand.

He looked up at Lin Qingbai's angry eyes, panicked, and immediately opened his mouth to make amends and said, "Brother, why didn't you tell me about this earlier, I have a way to recover these letters of yours."

Lin Qingbai sat up, looked at him with icy eyes and asked, "What method?"

He Fanglen smiled and said, "It's not a difficult task, but don't let Senior Sister know that I told you this."

Lin Qingbai became impatient, frowned and said, "Say it quickly."

He Fangleng said: "There is an ancient method in ancient books, which can restore the damaged object to its original state. You only need to drop a drop of your blood on the damaged object and activate the magic power."

Lin Qingbai immediately felt neither tired nor sleepy after hearing the words. He stood up and said to He Fangleng, "Tell me how to implement it."

He Fangling picked up a letter from the ground at any time and was about to start the experiment.

Lin Qingbai looked at it and said, "No, just another letter."

That letter has too many words, so it cannot be used as an experiment.

So Lin Qingbai picked and picked carefully on the ground, took out the last page of a letter, with only a few words on it, and handed it to He Fangleng.

He Fangleng said: "Brother, pierce your hand a little, and put a drop of blood on it."

Lin Qingbai raised his hand to conjure a dagger, pierced the tip of his finger, and dripped red blood on the letter paper according to He Fangleng's words.

The blood fell on the paper and slowly soaked into the paper, staining the words on the paper red.

He Fanglen chanted a spell, and the blood on the paper actually disappeared little by little, and then the original blurred handwriting gradually became clear, and finally returned to the point of being intact.

Lin Qingbai saw that it was really useful, and a faint smile subconsciously appeared on his tired face for many days. He had obviously been sleepy all night, but he didn't feel sleepy at all. Instead, he squatted on the ground and wrote all the letters.Treat it in this way.

There are a lot of letters, and each page is dripped with two drops of blood, which adds up to a lot of blood.

But for an immortal, these few drops of blood are harmless at all.

Lin Qingbai felt this way.

It's just that his health has not been very good in the past few days...

On the second day when Lin Qingbai was teaching Zhan Liefeng's striking technique at Guangchamen, the sun was a little too high, and he didn't feel very comfortable when he stood in the sun and hadn't taught it for a while.

He was dizzy from the sun, his stomach was churning, and he felt nauseous.

This sudden discomfort came, Lin Qingbai staggered a bit, and supported the hitting pole in front of him with his hands.

The apprentice who was practicing martial arts at the side saw Lin Qingbai's expression turned extremely bad, and hurriedly called out: "Master, what's wrong with you?!"

Then Lin Qingbai closed his eyes with these exclamations, and lost consciousness.

When Lin Qingbai woke up again, he was already lying on the bed in the bedroom, surrounded by people.

As soon as they saw Lin Qingbai awake, everyone gathered around them, including He Fangleng and Immortal Qianyue, and the leader was a beautiful woman.

I saw the woman wearing light-colored clothes, and said to Lin Qingbai: "Junior Brother, you woke up, do you have a headache? Does your stomach feel uncomfortable? Is there any discomfort?"

Lin Qingbai just woke up, and his mind was still a little unclear. He looked at the woman, rolled his Adam's apple and said, "Senior Sister, are you back?"

The person in front of him is Lin Qingbai's senior sister, Sufeng Xianzun, Xiliangu.

A few days ago, she was a guest in Yaozu, and she just rushed back to Xianzu today.

Lin Qing supported the side of the bed with his white hands and wanted to sit up, Xi Liangu quickly helped him up, and said with worried eyes: "Can I not come back?! If I don't come back, something big will happen to you!"

Lin Qingbai didn't understand why he looked at the crowd, but he saw that everyone's faces were heavy.

Lin Qingbai leaned half on the head of the bed, and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

Xiliangu's eyes were a little red, and he asked him: "Do you know that there is no soul pill in your body!"

Xilian Gu's voice echoed back and forth in the hall.

Compared with the anxious or sad emotions of the people around him, Lin Qingbai seemed extremely calm. He seemed to know it a long time ago, blinked his eyes, and let out a faint oh.

"you know

this matter?!Where did your soul pill go?!"Xiliangu asked eagerly.

The soul pill is extremely important to people in the fairy world. It is the gathering place for all the spiritual power in the body. With it, the immortal can freely use the spiritual power.

At the same time, the soul pill is also closely related to the life of the immortal.

In an immortal person, there will be a heart and a soul pill at the same time. These two guarantee the normal operation of the immortal's life. If you lose one of them, you will not die, but your body will deteriorate and your mana will deteriorate.

That is to say, Lin Qingbai has lost one of the double bottom lines to protect immortals, so why don't everyone worry about it!

Facing Xiliangu's persecution, Lin Qingbai said casually, "My soul pill was also shattered when I fought against the demons."

As soon as these words came out, everyone looked at each other and sighed deeply.

They had long guessed that it was caused by the battle between Lin Qingbai and the demons.

At that time, the battle between immortals and demons was fierce, and the demon emperor's heart and soul pill were all broken. Although Lin Qingbai looked calm and composed on the surface, what good could he gain from that battle?

So everyone talked about this matter with you and me, what should we do?

Lin Qingbai has always been the pillar of the fairy clan, and now he came back after sleeping for twelve years, and everyone in the fairy world was rejoicing, but he was suddenly told that he had no soul pill.

That means that no matter how powerful Lin Qingbai's magic power is, he can't use it with all his strength now.

This was a big blow to the entire fairy clan.

Facing the anxiety of the crowd, Immortal Qianyue pinched his beard and said slowly: "...I know a way to reshape the soul pill."

"How?"

"It is recorded in the book that there is an ancient clan of the witch clan that has the witchcraft to reshape the soul pill."

Hearing that it was the Wu Clan people's faces darkened.

What kind of clan is the Wu clan? They live in the mountains and do not communicate with other clans. According to legend, there are many witchcraft and are good at raising Gu.

Going to the Wu family is like going deep into the dragon's pool and tiger's den.

Xi Liangu was silent for a while and asked: "Master, is there another way?"

Qianyue Xianzun said: "There is another family that is the Demon Race."

Now everyone's complexion became more serious.

Regarding this matter, everyone was seriously thinking about it, with sad faces, but Lin Qingbai was leaning on the bed, his face remained the same, as if this matter had nothing to do with him.

He lost his life-saving soul pill, and he was not even a ten-thousandth anxious when his letters were stained by water.

Even when Xi Liangu asked him what he was thinking, Lin Qing's white hair hung down his shoulders, but he said lightly: "It's not a temporary thing for me to lose my soul pill, and it's not a big problem with me. You can think about it in the long run.Not in a hurry for a moment."

Lin Qingbai's words mean that he didn't just lose the soul pill, and he hasn't died for so many years, so there is no need to be so anxious.

But he is not in a hurry, others are in a hurry!

Immortal Venerable Qianyue, who was always slow, frowned at this time, and said in a heavy voice: "Worry, this matter is very urgent! Do you know what day is the 29th of next month?"

Lin Qingbai was puzzled: "When?"

Immortal Qianyue said: "The 29th day of next month will be the 1,600th birthday of the Demon Emperor Yan Qiusi!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone present turned pale and gasped.

Lin Qingbai was also taken aback for a moment, and now she fully understands.

When the demons are less than 1,600 years old, they cannot summon their own blood magic weapon.

That is to say, although the demon emperor Yan Qiusi has always looked fierce and fierce, wherever he goes is frightening.

But in fact, for more than a thousand years, he didn't even have a single weapon of his own.

Back then when he fought Lin Qingbai at Broken Soul Cliff, Lin Qingbai used all kinds of weapons to strangle him, and what he used...was just the most common sword of the demons.

But now it's different....

He will be 1,600 years old next month. Once he summons his blood magic weapon, he will be even more powerful and his mana will be greatly increased. If he finds the fairy clan to take revenge, the resulting

Naturally, the threat is not the same as it was twelve years ago.

At that time, it will definitely be a fierce battle. As Lin Qingbai is the god of war in the entire fairy world, the fairy world must rely on him to carry everyone's safety.

So he can't have anything to do.

The soul pill must be repaired as soon as possible.

Thinking of this, Lin Qingbai felt extremely tired. He closed his eyes, sighed softly and said, "Let's set off for the Wu Clan tomorrow."