"So, it's better for you to go back and guard them now, unless you can think of a way to restrain Meng Shiyue." Chu Xuanchi, who had closed his eyes, suddenly said calmly again.

The true energy circulates in the palm and slowly condenses back to the dantian. Once the magic skill is practiced, even a layer of evil energy slowly emerges on his handsome face.

This kind of aura made Wuming hesitate very much. Should he stop him or go back to guard Qiqi?

Wuming is really in a dilemma. At this time, it is not necessary to advance or retreat. What should I do?

What's even more terrifying is that what Chu Xuanchi said is still lingering in his heart. As soon as he thinks that Meng Shiyue had used such terrible means to deal with Murong Qianqian, he couldn't help but feel faint.

Other people's affairs are always the same as others' families. Even if one thousand or ten thousand people die, it has nothing to do with him. He is so cold-blooded. He is a killer. What does death mean to him?

However, once you involve someone you care about, you will not be able to be so free and easy.

"Go back." Chu Xuanchi said one last time and ignored him.

Smells of smoke slowly rose from the top of his head. Even though he knew that he would further damage his tendons and veins, Wuming could no longer stop him at this time.

After standing in the moonlight for a moment, he turned around and quickly returned to Mu's mansion.

Seeing Wuming come back alone, Mu Chu knew that this guy must have been fooled by Chu Xuanchi, but in fact he knew very well that under this situation, he would have been in a dilemma if he had been in this situation.

When she looked at Qiqi again, she had already fallen into a state of nothingness and had already been integrated with Chu Jiangnan's heart.

Not daring to disturb her, Mu Chu had to silently retract the silver needle, walk to the window and look outside, finally glanced at Wuming, and then walked out of the door.

That desperate guy is going to do those things that hurt his body. If he doesn't go, when he vomits blood, I wonder who will give him a pity several times of needles.

Everyone is like this. Even if he is an immortal doctor, he cannot cure so many people. What's more, the immortal doctor is just a false reputation. He is just a mortal. When will he have to save these people who are always like to die at any time in less than three or five days?

Not he can guarantee that he will always be awake and rational. If one day he accidentally gets the wrong needle and takes the life of a guy, will he have to pay the price of his life to atone for his sins?

I always thought he was doing well, but I didn't know that every day was very worried...

The immortal doctor... He will never learn medicine again in his next life.

The sound of the piano in the room was still melodious, and it was clearly sounding in my ears, but it clearly made people feel that everything around me was extremely quiet, as quiet as if even the sound of the needle falling to the ground could be heard.

Is it a sea of ​​flowers or a floating cloud? No one knows where it is, but in that empty situation, there is always so much sadness hidden. Perhaps it is not sadness, but a kind of loneliness, loneliness, and coldness that makes people fear from the bottom of their hearts.

The figure in front of him was still walking slowly, but when Qiqi walked over, he lost his trace in a blink of an eye.

Is that white or gray robe? Why did she suddenly feel that she couldn't see clearly?

After rubbing his eyes, he continued to look forward. There was still a sea of ​​flowers in front of him, but the color of the flowers turned into a vast white area, and instantly became lifeless darkness.

The flowers turned gray and white, and the gray and white contrasted each other, making Qiqi's head heavier, as if even his breathing was a little messy.

Why is this? The entire space here is very depressing, the air pressure is so low that it makes people feel uncomfortable, dead and without any vitality. The whole world is like falling into a deep abyss. It is hell, and the dead breath in hell is spreading endlessly.

Suddenly, there was a little movement behind her, and she turned her head suddenly. The man stood behind her for only a dozen steps away. She couldn't see his facial features clearly at such a close distance.

Senior brother... No, rubbed his eyes and wanted to look at it carefully, but it was clearly Chu Jiangnan's face, but in the blink of an eye it became a familiar and unfamiliar figure.

After a while, she called out in silence: "Master."

Jiangnan... The name she gave him, why did she turn him into Jiangnan? Is it because of her that he is related to his senior brother?

Suddenly, she felt her head was so messy that she couldn't figure out any clues.

"Seventh Girl." Jiang Nan called out a little and walked towards her.

But just as he approached, the black hair that was clearly only slightly white, gradually turned gray, bit by bit, and the black hair turned into frost... Finally, the person came to her, and when the wind blew, all the white hair was as frosty as snow.

His face was still so young, but he looked like he was in his twenties, but after he called out the Seven Girls again, the three words were extremely hoarse and old.

He was old, except for one face, and he seemed to have grown older by dozens of years in an instant.

Qiqi couldn't help but reach out to touch his hair, but after reaching out his hand, he didn't dare.

"He hurt him." The old man reincarnated from Qiqi changed his name to Jiangnan, smiled slightly and suddenly said something inexplicable.

Qiqi couldn't understand, he hurt him... Who hurt who? Why is this happening?

"Master..." He wanted to say something, but saw Jiang Nan suddenly frowning and his eyes were filled with pain. He stepped back quickly and had retreated far away in a blink of an eye.

Qiqi could see the pain in her eyes when she left. When she walked over and helped the fallen person up, her face turned into Chu Jiangnan.

For a moment, Qiqi was so shocked that he even stopped breathing.

Why is this happening?

"Senior Brother?" She shook his arm gently, but Chu Jiangnan still closed his eyes tightly, and blood even oozed from the corners of his lips.

"Senior Brother." Qiqi called again. At this moment, he finally calmed down and reached out to explore the artery between his neck. Fortunately, he just fainted.

He helped him up and sat behind him. He accumulated true energy in his seventy-seven palms. His palms came out together and landed on his back door, gathering true energy, and circulating into his body little by little through his palms.

The true energy merged into the body. As the warm breath moved inside the body, Chu Jiangnan's cold body finally slowly recovered a little warmth.

He actually knew what he was doing, but he just couldn't wake up, his body and soul were separated, and could hear all the movements around him, but he couldn't even lift his fingers.

And this body... why did he seem to be like he doesn't belong to him just now? Why couldn't he control his body?

The thick sleeved eyelashes slid slightly, and it took Chu Jiangnan a while to open his eyes. However, this time, what he saw was the room he had just become familiar with, and the tall figure standing by the window.

Close his eyes again and take a deep breath to completely restore his consciousness. In the still quiet sound of the piano, he suddenly sat up and looked back at the woman whose fingers were still beating on the strings.

"Qiqi, I'm fine, take back my skills." He said.

The sound of the piano slowly dissipated when the indifferent sound was sent to his ears. Looking at the man in white sitting by the bed, Qiqi's thoughts became inexplicably confused.

Is he... Jiangnan or Chu Jiangnan?

"What exactly is there in Prince Nan's dream?" Suddenly, a low voice interrupted the two of them, and the two people who were still wandering woke up completely.

Qiqi subconsciously raised her hand and hit her head. The pain made her consciousness clear in an instant. Looking at Chu Jiangnan, who was still a little confused in her eyes, she asked: "Senior Brother, what did you see in your dream? Before I appeared?"

"In the dream..." Chu Jiangnan frowned slightly, thought carefully, and finally shook his head and said, "A vast sea of ​​flowers, everything in the world is dark and dull, very lonely, lonely, heart... seems to be about to break..."

He held his forehead and closed his eyes.

What does this feel? It is obvious that I feel lonely, but now when I think about it, those feelings are not as good as my own.

What happened to him in the past two days?

When he opened his eyes to Qiqi again, Qiqi was also looking at him for a moment. He said helplessly: "Is there something wrong with my body...?"

Qiqi was silent for a moment before shook her head, "It is probably because the injuries I suffered before have not been cured yet, so I still get sick occasionally until now."

Seeing him frowning, she smiled and said, "It's okay, senior brother, you were too tired before. Your body was worse than others, and it was normal for you to get tired symptoms. I will prescribe some medicine for peace of mind. After taking it, you have a good sleep. Maybe you will be fine when you wake up tomorrow."

Ignoring his confused eyes, she put away the Haijiao Qin, took out the medicine from the bracelet, and asked Wuming to bring him a cup of warm water. After taking the medicine, she forced Chu Jiangnan back to the bed and covered him with a quilt.

"Qiqi, I'm not a child." Chu Jiangnan didn't know that she was just comforting herself, but at this moment she couldn't say a word of refutation.

"If you don't obey, you will definitely be like a child." Qiqi smiled and reached out to close his eyes: "Don't open your eyes anymore. I'll let Wuming look at you. If I know that you're still having your eyes open, I will let Baoer bite you tomorrow."

After a little stunned, Chu Jiangnan, whose eyelids were still beating, smiled helplessly. Even though there was a bit of astringency in his smile, his eyes had never been opened again.

He knew that there was something wrong with that dream and knew better that his body was inappropriate, but now, even a sudden fainting happened, could he still use his own temperament to make trouble?

Trouble is indeed something that only children can do.

Soon, under the influence of sleeping pills, Chu Jiangnan fell asleep. This time he was really just asleep, not in a coma.

After confirming that he was fine, Qiqi turned around and left the bed, looking at Wuming.

"Where are you going?" Wuming asked lightly. In fact, he was still hesitating whether to tell her about Chu Xuanchi.
Chapter completed!