Yan Qiusi's speed was extremely fast. Before everyone could react, he rushed to Lin Qingbai in a flash, wrapped his arms around Lin Qingbai's waist, and hugged Lin Qingbai tightly.in arms.

His hands were very strong, as if he was afraid that Lin Qingbai would float away in a second, he desperately hugged Lin Qingbai into his arms.

Lin Qingbai leaned weakly on his shoulder, and he called anxiously twice: "Master...Master!"

Lin Qingbai's body was limp and his face was pale, leaning on Yan Qiusi's shoulder, he lifted his head feebly.

Yan Qiusi stared at Lin Qingbai's red eyes, and immediately hugged Lin Qingbai even harder, stroking Lin Qingbai's spine back and forth, and asked anxiously: "Master, what's wrong with you? Where does it hurt? Where is it uncomfortable?"

Lin Qingbai put his hand on Yan Qiusi's back, trying to push Yan Qiusi away, but his wrist was as soft as a noodle.

Yan Qiusi was like an unreasonable big rock, heavy and heavy, binding Lin Qingbai to his body.

The bloody smell from Yan Qiusi's body rushed into Lin Qingbai's nasal cavity, and the blood on his body also stained Lin Qingbai's white clothes red.Yan Qiusi hugged him desperately.

People around looked at the two embracing each other in astonishment.

On the originally noisy steps, there was only the heavy panting of the crowd in an instant, and there were no more words.

Lin Qingbai was really uncomfortable. His heart was hurting, he couldn't breathe in pain, and his stomach and abdomen hurt like being stabbed by a knife. He was held in Yan Qiusi's arms like this, and he felt the familiar body temperature.With some sense of security, his consciousness gradually became cloudy.

Yan Qiusi understood Lin Qingbai's body, he felt Lin Qingbai leaning against his arms, his body became softer and softer, like a piece of silk, about to slip out of his armsout.

Yan Qiusi panicked, bent down and hugged Lin Qingbai directly, and was about to take Lin Qingbai away.

As soon as he lifted his feet and flew into the air, those immortals naturally refused to let Yan Qiusi take their master away, and stood in front of Yan Qiusi desperately.

"Let go of the immortal!"

"Yan Qiusi, what do you want to do?! Let go of my master!"

Today is a cold day, and the higher it is above the clouds, the colder the wind and snow will be.

Yan Qiusi was dressed in black, holding Lin Qingbai across his arms, one white and one black were particularly conspicuous in the snowflakes.

Lin Qingbai's body was leaning against Yan Qiusi's arms, her brows and eyes were as peaceful as if she was asleep, and the hem of her white clothes fluttered in the wind, as if she had melted into the wind and snow.

Yan Qiusi is completely different from Lin Qingbai's plainness. He is full of blood, holding Lin Qingbai with both arms, his eyes are red, and he is looking at the people around him fiercely, like a guardThe food tiger, looking at the attacker vigilantly, gritted his teeth and was ready to pounce on him at any time.

For a moment, everyone was frightened by Yan Qiusi's ruthlessness and wondered if they should move forward.

At this time, a deep voice sounded from the crowd: "Yan Qiusi, where do you want to take my master?!"

The people around slowly moved away, and they saw Xuanche in a light blue robe at the end of the crowd, full of anger, his hair was messed up by the wind, he looked at Yan Qiusi huggingLooking at Lin Qingbai, like a raging lion, holding the golden sword tightly in his hand, before Yan Qiusi could react, he rushed towards Yan Qiusi with the golden sword in his hand.

The golden light came through the snow, and the afterglow streaked across the air, piercing towards Yan Qiusi's heart.

Yan Qiusi dodged the blow with his back, and Xuanche was even more annoyed when he jumped into the air, and attacked again with his sword in his backhand.

Yan Qiusi held Lin Qingbai in his arms. He didn't have a third hand to hold a weapon, and he was afraid that he would disturb Lin Qingbai, so he dodged deftly all the way. In the dazzling killing light, he was the only one holding the weapon.Lin Qingbai's hand never let go.

In the past three hundred years, Xuanche's mana has improved a lot.

Lin Qingbai was killed by Yan Qiusi in that battle between immortals and demons back then. Not only could the members of their immortal clan fail to avenge Lin Qingbai, even Lin Qingbai's

Corpse capital can not hold.

He will always remember the day when Master's body was taken away by Yan Qiusi.

Yan Qiusi took the blood of the demons and washed the entire fairy clan, and the ground was devastated. Most of the immortals were killed or injured, but they watched their master's heart hollowed out by the devil, but they were helpless.

And then the devil actually wanted to bring Lin Qingbai's body back to the demon clan to humiliate him!

Xuan Che stood in front of Yan Qiusi and tried his best to stop him, but the meridian was cut off by that person's easy palm, and he fell from a high altitude.

At that moment, Yan Qiusi's indifferent and stern face, as well as his master's bloody corpse, were never forgotten in Xuan Che's mind day and night.

He practiced spells day and night, at all costs, just to get revenge and let Yan Qiusi taste what it is like to be slapped with a palm and reduced to a knife!

Xuan Che's attacks became more and more fierce, each time aiming at Yan Qiusi's lifeline.

Yan Qiusi frowned, and he dodged faster and faster. He was injured and knelt in the snow for seven days and seven nights, but even so, he was still able to handle Xuan Che's attack with ease.

Seeing that Xuanche was struggling to take the lead, the people from the immortal clan who were watching by the side reacted and joined the battle one after another.

Thousands of people from the immortal clan besieged Yan Qiusi alone, and the airtight killing almost drowned Yan Qiusi.

Yan Qiusi gritted his teeth and hugged Lin Qingbai, for fear that those chaotic killings would accidentally hurt Lin Qingbai.

Even if Yan Qiusi has the ability to reach the sky, it can't compare to him being alone at this time.

He didn't have a weapon in his hand, he could protect Lin Qingbai, but he couldn't protect himself.

Suddenly a killing light pierced Yan Qiusi's shoulder, Yan Qiusi frowned, and took two steps back abruptly.

Xuanche saw the right moment, and came straight to Yan Qiusi's face with a long sword in his hand, gritted his teeth and said in a low voice: "Give me back the master—"

Everything is as it was back then.

It's just that back then, his mana was immature, and he stabbed Yan Qiusi in the face with only anger, but Yan Qiusi grabbed his neck with his backhand, like a chicken cub whose throat was pinched, and had no strength to fight back.

This time, Xuan Che exhausted all his mana, just for this moment, to be able to kill Yan Qiusi, to avenge the revenge of the immortal clan, the humiliation with one palm.

The killing light in Xuanche's hand pierced the sky, unstoppable, and rushed towards Yan Qiusi extremely quickly.

Yan Qiusi had just dodged a burst of attacks, and was looking down at Lin Qingbai, seeing Lin Qingbai still leaning securely in his arms, just took a deep breath in his heart, and suddenly felt the murderous aura approaching, when he raised his eyes, XuanChe's blade is close at hand.

Yan Qiusi's eyes sharpened, and just as he was about to spread his wings to protect him, he saw a golden light suddenly burst out from his chest.

The golden light came suddenly, like an indestructible shield, in that flash of light, Xuanche's blade was blown away, his body was slammed into the air, and hit the person behind him.

For a moment, Xuan Che supported the cloud with one hand, stood up with difficulty, saw the golden light protecting Yan Qiusi and Lin Qingbai, and then slowly weakened the brilliance.

But in the blink of an eye, the light disappeared, as if nothing had happened.

Everyone froze in place, looking at Yan Qiusi for a long time in disbelief.

Xuanche was in severe pain from being hit, but he was holding a knife and staggering towards Yan Qiusi.

He was panting heavily in his chest, and said in a trembling voice: "Why do you have the magic power of the fairy clan..."

Yan Qiusi didn't react either, he hugged Lin Qingbai tightly, lowered his eyes and looked at Lin Qingbai intently.

Xuan Che raised the sword in his hand and pointed at Yan Qiusi, his eyes were blood red, and he asked loudly, "I'm asking you! You!!! Why do you have my master's magic power on you! Why?!!!”

"..."

"What did you take from my master!!!"

Yan Qiusi closed his eyes, and he understood in his heart.

What was burning in his chest was Lin Qingbai's soul pill, which could not only prevent him from killing the people of the fairy clan, but also prevent those people from killing him.

Now everyone can't kill anyone.

It's fair...

Yan Qiusi raised his eyes, looked at Xuan Che sharply, suddenly he tilted his head, showed a cruel sneer at Xuan Che, and said, "That's what you think."

At this moment, Xuanche was struck by lightning, his lips trembling, and suddenly, like a crazy little wolf, he rushed towards Yan Qiusi and shouted: "You devil.......Return the things that belonged to me!!! Return my master’s things to him!!!”

Mu Yan and Mo Yuluo in the crowd rushed forward and hugged the excited Xuan Che.

Mu Yan comforted Xuan Che with red eyes and said: "Brother, think about it, at least Master's soul pill has not disappeared, this is a good thing... a good thing..."

"Yes, senior brother, calm down...... Master is still in his arms, what if he hurts Master later......"

"Brother, calm down, anyway, now that he is in our hands, we can discuss long-term plans......"

The other juniors and younger sisters also joined in to comfort Xuan Che, you spoke to each other, and finally comforted Xuan Che who had collapsed several times.

Everyone glared at Yan Qiusi one after another, and Mu Yan stared at Yan Qiusi with tears in her eyes, and asked: "What is the relationship between you and my master...... On you......Why do you have his things on you..."

Yan Qiusi stood not far away holding Lin Qingbai alone.

With a smile on his face, he did his best to pose as a winner, his eyes slowly swept over everyone who wished to get rid of him, and finally fixed his eyes on the three leading apprentices, and said four words with a smile.Words: "None, Ke, Feng, Su."

As soon as these four words came out, those three people wanted to rush forward and strangle Yan Qiusi to death.

Seeing that disputes were about to start again, an old man's voice suddenly came from not far away: "Wait a minute...wait a moment..."

Everyone looked over, and in the distance, Immortal Qianyue was walking over on crutches, with He Fangling supporting him.

Xianzun Qianyue seemed to be walking with difficulty, but there was a hundred meters between his legs, and he was between Yan Qiusi and the three of them in two steps.

Yan Qiusi looked wary, and unconsciously retracted Lin Qingbai's hand.

Immortal Venerable Qianyue is the elder of the fairy clan. Since he is here, even if everyone is arguing about life and death just now, they can only restrain their hostility at this time, hang down their body and cup their hands at Immortal Qianyue: "Welcome Immortal!"Respect!"

Immortal Qianyue didn't care about these vain rituals, turned around and asked Yan Qiusi with a smile: "Master, where do you want to take Immortal Qingyuan..."

Immortal Qianyue has white hair and a kind face. When looking at Yan Qiusi, he is the only person in the entire immortal clan who has no ill will toward Yan Qiusi.

Yan Qiusi said with a cold face, "Take him for treatment."

Qianyue Xianzun smiled and said: "The illness that Qingyuan Xianzun is suffering from now can only be healed by our fairy clan, and I hope you can keep Qingyuan Xianzun behind."

Yan Qiusi frowned and looked at him, as if he didn't believe what he said, let alone keeping his master behind.

Immortal Qianyue touched his beard, and said slowly to Yan Qiusi: "Immortal Qingyuan fainted this time, because he just woke up and his body has not fully recovered. He was supposed to be closed for 15 days, but he died suddenly.After five days of retreat, do you know why, my lord?"

Yan Qiusi stood there dumbfounded, holding Lin Qingbai's body tightly with both hands, and didn't respond for a while.

Immortal Venerable Qianyue didn't want to wait for Yan Qiusi's answer, he continued with a smile: "Young Master, if you don't trust Immortal Venerable, you can stay in my Immortal Clan and accompany Immortal Venerable, which also avoids the trouble between you and me.Clan disputes have delayed the healing time of Qing Yuan Xianzun, how good is that?"

Yan Qiusi's Adam's apple rolled twice, and finally he loosened his shoulders slowly and nodded.

Immortal Venerable Qianyue has spoken, and the rest of the people can't do anything even if they hate Yan Qiusi.

The two sides finally reached an agreement with everyone, but Yan Qiusi still refused to let go of Lin Qingbai's hand.

Even Xianzun Qianyue couldn't make sense of this matter, so he had to give up in the end and let Yan Qiusi walk into the bedroom with Lin Qingbai in his arms.

Immortal Venerable Qianyue has already found the best doctor in the immortal clan to treat Lin Qingbai.

The light in the hall was dim, and Yan Qiusi himself was still injured all over, but he didn't seem to feel it. He stood stubbornly beside Lin Qingbai's bed, looking at Lin Qingbai motionlessly.

Lin Qingbai was lying on the bed, with beautiful features and beautiful eyes, his complexion was as pale as a piece of white paper, fragile and would shatter at the touch of a finger.

This made Yan Qiusi think of the three hundred years he spent guarding Lin Qingbai's body.

For a hundred thousand days and nights, every time he saw Lin Qingbai's face, he couldn't talk to him, couldn't smile at him...

Yan Qiusi clenched his hands into fists, patiently waiting for the doctor to diagnose and treat Lin Qingbai.

In the end, the doctor stood up after the diagnosis and treatment, and his statement was consistent with that of Qianyue Xianzun just now. Lin Qingbai's fainting was caused by leaving the customs early, and he needed to recuperate for a few days, but it was not a serious problem.

Only then did Yan Qiusi loosen his shoulders.

The doctor asked again: "I just diagnosed that Qingyuan Xianzun's body is still a bit short of Qi and blood. What about the Qi and blood pills I prepared for Xianzun last time? Let him take two pills a day to heal faster."

Mu Yan stood aside, her eyes lit up and said: "I know that! A few days ago, I packed things for Master and put them in Master's bedside cabinet."

Yan Qiusi happened to be standing at the position of the bedside table, and no one dared to go forward to open the cabinet even if he stood there, so everyone looked at him.

Yan Qiusi paused, turned around and bent down to open the wooden cabinet beside Lin Qingbai's bed.

The Qixue Pill was placed at the corner of the cabinet, but Yan Qiusi's first glance was not at the bottle of Qixue Pill, but at the wooden box placed in the innermost part of the cabinet.

The box looks familiar, he has seen it before in the mortal world......

The wooden box was decorated with exquisite carvings. When he saw it back then, it contained all the letters he wrote to Lin Qingbai.

"It's this golden bottle... Eh? What are you doing! It's this golden bottle!" Mu Yan excitedly stopped from the side.

But Yan Qiusi's hand still touched the wooden box.

The wooden box has a brass lock, which has rusted over the past three hundred years, and even the holes are invisible.

With a flash of spiritual power in Yan Qiusi's fingers, the lock shattered.

Yan Qiusi opened the box, saw the yellowed letters inside, suddenly stopped his hands, and didn't even take out the letters.

Seeing that Yan Qiusi moved something cherished by her master, Mu Yan anxiously wished to chop him off.

She rushed forward recklessly, closed the wooden box with one palm, even squeezed Yan Qiusi's hand, then snatched the box, hugged it tightly in her arms and said, "You are not allowed to touch it! This is myMaster's most precious thing! If it breaks and he gets angry, who will bear it?!"

Yan Qiusi was not annoyed by the redness and swelling of his hands being pinched by Mu Yan, he squatted on the ground, raised his head and looked at Mu Yan and asked: "...this is Lin Qingbai's most precious thing?”

"That's right..." He Fanglen stood aside fanning his folding fan, leaning on the wooden pillar, and took up the words in a leisurely voice: "Back then, my senior brother went down to earth again just for this wooden box.It was almost life-threatening, and the box was still soaked in water when I came back, and all the letters inside were damaged by water...Do you know how he repaired it?"

He Fang looked at Yan Qiusi, raised his eyebrows and asked.

"........how?"

He Fanglen slapped his fan twice more before opening his mouth in a leisurely manner.

"It can only be repaired with human blood! Senior brother spread these letters in the hall. The huge sleeping hall is so densely packed that it is difficult to get off. Every letter is dripped with his blood."

"..."

"Ah, at that time, senior brother just came back from the mortal world, his body was very weak, but he still exhausted his efforts to restore these useless letters."

When He Fangleng said this, he shook his head, his expression seemed relaxed, but his eyes were sharp, he waved his fan and said to Yan Qiusi: "My senior brother has always been indifferent, and I don't know who is so lucky., can make him miss you so much..."

As soon as these words fell, the hall was silent.

Only He Fangleng and Lin Qingbai knew about Lin Qingbai's restoration of the letter in the entire fairy clan.

what now

When Fang Leng said this, everyone turned pale, shocked that Qing Yuan Xianzun would have such heart-pounding emotions.

Yan Qiusi gritted his teeth, his cheeks were tense, and he looked at He Fangleng with dark eyes, as if he was still immersed in He Fangleng's words and did not come out.

At this moment, Lin Qingbai, who was lying on the bed, frowned, before his eyes opened, he rolled his Adam's apple and called out softly: "An'er..."

This call attracted everyone's attention.

Everyone looked at each other, not knowing what Lin Qingbai was shouting, thinking they had heard it wrong.

But Lin Qingbai yelled a second time: "An'er..."

This time the voice was louder, and everyone could hear it clearly, but they all frowned, not knowing who this An'er was, who could make the high-ranking Qing Yuan Xianzun still call this name in his dream.

However, Yan Qiusi woke up like a dream, suddenly turned around and fell down beside Lin Qingbai's bed, held Lin Qingbai's hand tightly and said, "Master, I am here."

In an instant, there was a gasp of air from everyone in the hall.

Yan Qiusi put Lin Qingbai's hand on his face, and shouted again: "Master..."

His voice was very soft, with a gentleness that shouldn't belong to someone like Yan Qiusi, as if he was afraid of disturbing Lin Qingbai.

Lin Qingbai slowly opened his eyes, as if he hadn't woken up from a dream, his eyes were still hazy, but he looked at the person in front of him endlessly and softly, the finger touching Yan Qiusi's cheek moved weakly, and his fingertips brushed against Yan QiuSi's cheek, and called out again in a weak voice: "An'er..."

Yan Qiusi rubbed Lin Qingbai's cold and soft hands against his face, and half-kneeled in front of Lin Qingbai's bed, with a smile on his face, but he responded with a difficult but firm voice: "Master, I will guard you, I willexist........"