Jingxuan took the medicine and swallowed it, shook his head and said, "Master asked me to come because he said you were in danger..."
Jiang Xueya felt a warm current pass through her heart.
But when I think of Jiyue Liuyin, I can't help but feel uncomfortable in my heart.
"Xueya..."
A gentle voice sounded in my ears.[
"Sit down and take a rest."
She turned her head and watched him take off his robe and spread it on the ground, then took her hand and walked over.
She was a little unaccustomed to his kindness to her, but she still sat down under his compelling gaze.
Seeing this scene, Jingxuan's eyes darkened, and the expression on his face became a little gloomy.
She is always surrounded by many men.
And he was so inconspicuous that he could never make her notice him.
He closed his eyes, channeled the somewhat disordered breath in his body, and slowly opened his eyes when he felt better.
Turning her head slightly, she saw Feng Li staring at Jiang Xueya with burning eyes.
She buried her head, as if thinking about something.
"Senior brother..."
Suddenly, she raised her head and looked at him blankly.
Jingxuan was stunned for a moment, then calmed down and said calmly, "What do you want to say, junior sister?"
Jiang Xueya bit her lip, looking like she was hesitant to speak.
She hesitated, hesitated, and struggled, not knowing whether to say it or not.
"Senior brother... what should we do next? Are those people... going to be rescued?"
Jingxuan looked at her thoughtfully for a while, nodded and said, "People who practice Taoism must have mercy on the lives of all people in the world. Since the fox demon has killed innocent people, we must find a way to contain him, otherwise, there will be
More people suffer."
Jiang Xueya's lips curved into a wry smile and sighed softly.
How could she...how could she take action against him?
If we kill him, Liuyin will disappear from now on.[
He and he were originally the same person.
He is born, Liuyin is born.
If he dies, Liuyin will die too.
If Liuyin is really dead...if he is really dead.
She dared not imagine how she would feel if he really died.
Even the mere nostalgia in the world has disappeared...