Chen Jiuliu's hand held the umbrella tightly, and the blue veins on his hand were abrupt. He was trying hard to restrain his emotions and prevent him from losing control.

He suddenly put away his umbrella and let the sun shine on his body.

Chen Jiuliu felt the warmth of the sun for the first time.

But Xiaoxian refused such light, and even in the room, she was shrouded in the cold night pearls.

It was obviously not like this before.

When did it start?

Chen Jiuliu's body stiffened, and he remembered that he was caught by Qingbo and released by Xiaoxian.

So Xiaoxian’s abnormality is probably caused by Qingbo.

Chen Jiuliu walked towards Rong Xian's room, his steps as if he was a thousand pounds.

Why did he naively think that Qingbo really won’t attack Xiaoxian? Why was he stupid enough to not see these abnormalities clearly? These abnormalities have always been obvious, right?

Chen Jiuli's eyes were dim and his breath was a little unstable.

Did he really not see it? Or turned a blind eye.

Because he didn't dare to go into it, he deceived himself and thought that Xiaoxian had always lived a good life like before, so that he would not have to blame himself or feel guilty...

He is a coward, always.

Chen Jiuliu hung the umbrella back on the wall. There were still unburned herbs in the incense burner beside the table. On the soft collapse, it was still placed on a medical book that had not been finished. The medicine box in front of the bookcase was lying there quietly, as if the owner in the house was just going out for a walk and would come back soon.

Chen Jiuliu walked to the bed and lay down by a stranger.

The faint fragrance of medicine penetrated into his nose, and he moved his neck uneasily, as if he felt something under the soft pillow hit his neck.

He reached out to search under the pillow, grabbed a roll of bamboo slips and took them out.

This should be a bamboo slip that records medical skills. Xiaoxian loves reading medical books, and medical books are everywhere in this room.

There is a whole bookcase, a soft collapse, and now there is a volume on the bed. It seems that Xiaoxian doesn't forget to study medical skills even when she sleeps.

Chen Jiuliu's depressed mood suddenly improved a lot. He opened the bamboo slips casually and glanced lightly.

The next moment, my body suddenly sat up and my pupils shrank.

He held the bamboo slip in front of him, and the four words "The Power of Curse" were reflected in his eyes, but this was not the reason for his loss of composure. What shocked him was the next five words - to replace them with himself.

The meaning of these five words is too obvious. Chen Jiu shook his hand and the bamboo slip fell to the ground.

"Replace it with yourself, replace it with yourself." He murmured to himself in a disobedient manner, and his mind suddenly became blank.

Chen Jiu stayed for a while before he realized. He quickly knelt on the ground and picked up the bamboo slips with trembling hands, and looked at them carefully.

Sure enough, there is a detailed note after "Replace it with oneself": the power of curses has no solution except those who make a curse. To rescue the cursed person, one person must be willing to introduce the power of the cursed person into his body and bear all his pain for the cursed person. During the casting period, the cursed person shall not resist.

Chen Jiuliu suddenly remembered yesterday when he was suffering from the pain of heart-suffering. In a daze, Xiaoxian said softly: "Zhouliu, don't resist me."

Then, he gave up all resistance and let the man transfer all the pain that belonged to him to himself.

Chen Jiuliu held the bamboo slips tightly and called out in a deep voice: "Rong Xian."

He closed his eyes, and his voice was as light as a mosquito, and he called out again: "Rong Xian."

Every time he recited this name, his heart hurt.

They are of the same clan, but he forgot the past and threw all the memories to Rong Xian alone to carry.

In addition to the relapse of heart-suffering pain once a month, he has been practicing peacefully in the Holy Mountain, without worries about food and clothing.

However, in order to find enemies, Rong Xian traveled thousands of miles at a young age.

After finally meeting, he didn't recognize her, but she recognized him at first sight.

In order to save him, Rong Xian suffered so much suffering in a place he could not see, and now he has endured the heart-devouring pain that makes life worse than death for him. That person is just a doctor with some cultivation, an ordinary weak woman.

How can she stand it and how can she stand it!

The overwhelming regret and pain drowned him. In just a moment, his heart hurt severely. Chen Jiuliu knelt on the ground in a daze, and suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood from his heart.

He kept saying love, but never ignored that man's efforts.

There are obviously many opportunities to ask what the person is hiding, but he just lets the person deceive him with all kinds of loopholes.

Who is perfunctory and who is lied to whom?

In the end, I realized that the one who can never deceive oneself is himself.

Chen Jiu left a trace of blood on his mouth and stood up.

His face was cold and unwavering, his white robe was spotless, his aura was cold all over his body, but his eyebrows were clearly filled with silent ice and snow for thousands of years. At this moment, he seemed to have become a banished immortal who could not be kept in the world.

He put the bamboo slip away carefully and cautiously, turned around and walked out the door.

That person suffered so much pain and carried such a heavy burden and left alone, how could he feel at ease?

He came to the third elder and said in a tone that he could not refuse: "Three elder, I want to find Xiaoxian."

The third elder looked at the firmness in his eyes, and after a long silence, he asked, "Do you know where to look for her?"

Chen Jiuliu stroked his chest, and his old purse quietly pressed against his heart. He said, "The death day of the tribe is approaching, and Xiaoxian will definitely go back."

He must find Xiaoxian back and then guard her so that she will not be hurt any more.

The third elder couldn't let go of the girl with a gentle aura in his heart. He said without any stop: "So, go, I will bring Lily of the Valley back to the sect. As for that girl Si, if she has spiritual roots, I will take it away together."

This is not going to leave any oil bottles for the young sect leader.

After explaining the matter, Chen Jiuliu suddenly asked: "What is the reason why a person can never touch the sun again?"

The third elder frowned and thought, and replied, "There are two situations, one is a low-level ghost cultivator, and they will be afraid of the sun."

"What about the other kind?" Chen Jiuliu asked uneasyly.

The third elder said in a heavy tone: "The other type is poison. Since Sect Master Shen succeeded as the leader of the Haotian Immortal Sect, the only move was two thousand years ago."

Two thousand years ago, a major disaster suddenly occurred in the mortal world.

After countless mortals woke up, they walked out of the house and were shrouded in the sun. They disappeared without a trace like snow. The survivors were driven crazy by that terrifying scene.

As time goes by, this phenomenon spread throughout the Xiao Qian Realm and alarmed the Holy Mountain.

At that time, the demon master Ji Shu and the sect leader Shen Xi brought their respective subordinates to find out the reason. After the two factions suffered heavy losses, they found out that there was a force in the dark looking for something.
Chapter completed!