Xiao Fuxuan's eyes sank slightly.

He seemed to want to say "Wu Xingxue", but because A Yao was by his side, he didn't say a word in the end.

The person beside the red pillar looked at him, and after a while, he was suspicious: "?"

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Wu Xingxue asked.

Xiao Fuxuan raised his chin, pointed to the blood all over the floor and the madman A Yao, and said, "What's going on?"

"Are you asking me?" Wu Xingxue looked down at Doctor Wusheng on the ground, and was silent for a moment.

He was still very energetic when he was walking around the Peach Blossom Continent with demons. At this moment, he was standing beside the blood puddle, his voice was low, and against the pale complexion, he seemed inexplicably sullen.

Seeing that expression, Xiao Fuxuan frowned slightly, blinked and looked away.

Suddenly he didn't want to ask anymore.

Before Wu Xingxue could speak, he said solemnly, "Forget it."

The unsheathed sword in Xiao Fuxuan's hand turned, and the scabbard head knocked on the back of A Yao's hand neither light nor heavy.

A Yao suddenly shrank his hand, and the bloody long sword fell to the ground and rolled around. The silver spikes on the sword hilt and the hibiscus jade pendant were soaked in blood, and the word "Wusheng" in the middle of the jade pendant became clear under the meandering bloodline.

Ayao stared blankly at the jade pendant, and fell to the ground as if he had lost his strength.

Xiao Fuxuan lifted the hem of his robe, squatted down in front of Yi Wusheng, and touched the other's forehead with the back of his fingers. He was about to probe the spirit when he saw the person beside the red pillar moving.

The lamp illuminated the man as a gray shadow, and the shadow moved from the red pillar, stopped beside him, and became a mass.

Xiao Fuxuan paused and glanced aside.

Seeing Wu Xingxue squatting beside him, he first looked at A Yao, who was paralyzed and dazed, then turned his head and said softly, "Xiao Fuxuan, do you think that little madman just did something wrong?"

Xiao Fuxuan: "..."

Do you still think this? Isn't this obvious?

His expression began to become inexpressible.

But he didn't say a word, just looked at Wu Xingxue, waiting for this person to continue talking.

As a result, the other party also looked at him, waited for an echo, and did not intend to continue. It seemed that he was so peaceful that he could be considered "obedient".

"..."

Xiao Fuxuan was unmoved.

After a while, Xiao Fuxuan still moved: "So when I went to see the doctor Wuqi, what happened here?"

Wu Xingxue thought for a while and said, "He was originally paralyzed on the ground, but suddenly jumped up like he was awakened, and rushed over with Yi Wusheng's sword."

Xiao Fuxuan: "..."

Wu Xingxue: "Then it's really strange, that little madman killed Doctor Wusheng with just one sword."

There was only one sword wound on Yi Wusheng's body, in the center of the mouth, impartial, and sharp. It seemed that one sword would end everything, and he didn't move a single point.

Wu Xingxue: "Have you ever seen a lunatic?"

Xiao Fuxuan: "...I have seen it."

Wu Xingxue nodded: "That's easy to say, you must have seen it before. The madman is very anxious, but his hands are unstable. There's not even an expression on it. I think..."

He looked at A Yao, and seemed a little lost in the silence. Then he retracted his gaze and looked at Xiao Fuxuan again: "He should have been borrowed."

"..."

"Who do you think will be borrowed?"

"..."

Xiao Fuxuan looked at him, already numb.

After a long time, he sneered: "I don't know, maybe I borrowed it."

After saying that, he stopped looking at Wu Xingxue, and the man seemed to be shocked by the answer, and didn't make a sound.

After a long time, he heard Wu Xingxue make an "oh" sound.

...

Yes, he still dares.

Xiao Fuxuan knocked on Yi Wusheng's forehead expressionlessly, and sure enough, there was an empty voice, just like the countless people who died before. Just under the empty voice, there was a faint sigh.

Xiao Fuxuan was startled. He grabbed Yi Wusheng's left hand almost immediately, and pushed his thumb up at the center of his wrist.

When saw Doctor Wusheng's skin bulging slightly, the next moment, the bulging place rushed up like a snake. Pass over the arms, the neck, and then up again.

Doctor Wusheng's dilated pupils suddenly gathered. Immediately afterwards, his eyes moved, and there was a shimmer of light under the light.

It's like...he's alive again!

"Xiao Fuxuan." Wu Xingxue suddenly said, and even forgot that there was an outsider like A Yao. He originally lowered his eyebrows, but now he has raised them up, staring at Yi Wusheng without blinking. After a while, he stared at Xiao Fuxuan again without blinking.

Xiao Fuxuan could see it out of the corner of his eye, but he didn't blink, he just responded with an "um".

His hands didn't stop, and when Yi Wusheng was about to open his mouth to speak, he grabbed two long black cloths out of thin air and sealed his mouth and nose.

"He is this?" Wu Xingxue asked.

Xiao Fuxuan said: "Just now with that sword, the demon in his body was wiped out. Now what he has in his mouth is the only remnant of the soul left after being eaten by the demon."

A dead person cannot be resurrected. A living being swallowed up by demons, in the end, only death can be considered liberation.

But it is said that there was a way in Xiandu. With the help of Shangxian's immortal qi, he could keep a little remnant soul. As long as he didn't let that immortal qi vent, he could continue for a while.

Although this method exists, it is rarely used by anyone.

Because as long as you ascend to immortality, you can't "interfere" in human affairs at will.

Immortals have the rules of immortals, punishment or reward, life or death, salvation or not, all must follow the Tao of Lingtai. Otherwise, if you take care of one thing today but ignore that one, and take care of that one tomorrow and miss this one, the world will be completely messed up.

Doctor Wusheng himself was also very at a loss.

He was freed from the demon possession, and his weird smile was gone, and the warm light illuminated him again, and he looked gentle. It was completely different from the dazed appearance before.

He frowned tightly and wanted to speak, but he felt that his nose and mouth were tightly stretched by the black cloth.

"Uh-uh-" Yi Wusheng called out to Wu Xingxue twice.

He reached out to pull the black cloth, but Wu Xingxue slapped it away.

After the filming was over, he asked Xiao Fuxuan: "Can this cloth be pulled?"

Xiao Fuxuan: "..."

He said to Yi Wusheng, "If you move, you will die."

Doctor Wusheng made two more "uuuuuuu", although he was very uncomfortable, he still put down his hand.

Wu Xingxue suddenly asked, "Then is he alive now?"

Xiao Fuxuan shook his head.

Actually not, it's just a remnant of the soul, even if there is immortal energy to support it, it is difficult to say how long it can last. He doesn't use this method much, and he has few references.

"Isn't it?" Wu Xingxue asked again in a low voice.

Xiao Fuxuan was silent for a moment, then said, "Reluctantly."

"Oh." Wu Xingxue nodded.

After being down like this, his sullen energy seemed to be gone again.

When Yi Wusheng got up from the ground, Wu Xingxue stared at Yi Wusheng's wrist, the thumb hanging on his side moved unconsciously, and he didn't even realize it.

He took off his robe and straightened up.

Just as he was about to see the movements of the Hua family members outside the hospital, he heard Xiao Fuxuan's low voice: "Want to learn?"

Wu Xingxue was stunned for a moment, then looked back at him: "What?"

Xiao Fuxuan glanced at Doctor Wusheng, then turned back and looked at Wu Xingxue's hand.

Only then did Wu Xingxue react: "You said that you just saved people?"

He was silent for a moment, then laughed: "I don't have any immortal skills in me, I have no advantages, and I can't learn it. Are you... making fun of me?"

"no."

"Let's talk about it." Wu Xingxue said again: "Everything I read said in the book—"

Another storybook...

Xiao Fuxuan was silent for a moment, waiting to hear what he said, but saw that he stopped talking.

"say what?"

"Say……"

Wu Xingxue glanced at Yi Wusheng and A Yao, and curled his fingers twice.

Xiao Fuxuan: "..."

He lowered his head slightly and got closer.

Wu Xingxue said in a low voice, "It is said in the book that there is a difference between immortals and mortals. These people in this world are dead or alive, and immortals cannot interfere at will. You just saved the doctor and Wusheng, and you have to teach them now. I am a common man, a little immortal, can it be considered as a violation of the rules of heaven?"

He finally smiled and looked up at Xiao Fuxuan.

Xiao Fuxuan was tall, and the line of the jawbone on the side of his face was thin and sharp. When he lowered his head like this, the line was drawn even more clearly. When talking, he will move slightly.

Seeing that Xiao Fuxuan's expression was light, he said "um" after listening.

After a while, he said: "No, the immortal capital is gone, and I am not a heavenly immortal now."

He glanced at Wu Xingxue and said, "I just entered this body with my divine sense. Didn't you make me a puppet?"

Wu Xingxue's eyes moved.

"How can the puppet break the Lingtai Heavenly Rule?"

After he finished speaking, he grabbed a piece of golden paper out of thin air and handed it to Yi Wusheng. Said: "I have something to ask you, and I will answer it later. Hold this piece of paper, and I can hear it."

Doctor Wusheng was stunned for a moment and took the paper.

The sentence I wanted to ask the most came out: "Why save me?"

"I still have something to trouble you." Xiao Fuxuan said.

He pointed to Wu Xingxue: "Can you still practice the soul dream technique in this state?"

Doctor Wusheng nodded.

Xiao Fuxuan: "Later, please take a look at his condition."

He turned his head to Wu Xingxue again and said, "He is good at soul dreaming, you may not understand it right now. As long as he stretches out his hand, he will be able to figure out where you came from and where you should go. ."

Wu Xingxue: "..."

Doctor Wusheng nodded: "I... I will do my best."

Wu Xingxue: "..."

His expression was momentary, but fleeting.

Xiao Fuxuan glanced at him, then pushed open the door of the house, and said to Yi Wusheng, "There is another more important thing right now, that is, to the people of your family, make it clear in the future, for example, in the past. rumor."

Unexpectedly, the doctor Wusheng looked at the people outside the hospital and said, "The head of the family is here, no."