Shui Qilin also stared angrily, wishing he could not rush forward to catch Qin Lieyan.
Clouds were flying across the sky and dry grass was stirring, making Qin Lieyan's figure even more lonely and desolate. Qin Lieyan's footsteps paused, his face was ashen, and there was a sweet, wet taste in his throat. He held his hand He clenched his fist and swallowed back the blood that surged into his throat.
Although he was promoted to a sixth-level Imperial Spiritual Master and defeated Shen Ce, he was also seriously injured. More importantly, his soul power suffered a heavy blow.
"Master, we should arrest Long Qingyue..." Qian Yan followed behind, but before he finished speaking, Qin Lieyan waved his hand, and his tired voice was full of determination, "Let's go back."
There is a faint scent of sandalwood lingering in the house, and the bright sunshine comes in through the window, like the warm touch of a lover, adding a touch of vitality to this bleak autumn.
Long Qingyue slowly opened her eyes, and saw Huo Yu rushing over, throwing herself into her arms, crying and laughing: "Xiao Yueyue, you finally woke up, wuwu, you have already fallen asleep." Half a month.
Half a month?
Long Qingyue narrowed her eyes slightly, and the scenes that happened at the foot of the ghost peak could not help but appear in her mind. She suddenly felt a sharp pain in her chest, as if it was heartbreaking, and the pain almost made her suffocate.
He left without looking back. Didn't he believe in himself?
Xiao Yueyue, you and I, no matter what happens, I will never leave you. Suddenly a warm temperature came from the palm of my hand, Long Qingyue came to her senses, looked down, and saw Huo Yu in her He cupped his hands back and forth, his little bird's eyes full of seriousness.
Long Qingyue's heart warmed, and she held Huo Yu in both hands, "Xiao Huo, thank you."
At this time, there was a burst of footsteps in the courtyard. Long Qingyue looked up and saw Long Qingyu walking in.
"Xiaoyue, are you awake? Do you still feel uncomfortable somewhere?" Long Qingyu walked to the bed and sat down, asking with a distressed and worried look. Such a thing happened, and he suffered a huge injustice, but he couldn't wash it away. Come on, Xiaoyue must feel very sad when the one she loves most doesn't believe her.
Long Qingyue forced out a faint smile and said, "Brother, I'm fine. These injuries are not a problem."
Long Qingyu sighed and said solemnly: "The spies I sent reported that no funeral was held in Yibei."
A trace of doubt flashed in Long Qingyue's eyes. Wasn't Xuanyuan Bing'er already dead? Why wasn't there a funeral? Could it be... Suddenly, her eyes lit up, "Brother, is it possible for Princess Bei to be saved?"
As long as Xuanyuan Bing'er is not dead, there is still room for maneuver in her relationship with A-yan, and they may not have to become the most familiar strangers...
Long Qingyu shook his head, "Princess Bei is indeed dead, but King Qin put her in an ice coffin. I heard that he was looking for an ancient secret method that can bring people back to life."
Long Qingyue's eyes suddenly became clearer, that's it.
The ancient secret method of resurrecting the dead? An idea suddenly flashed in my mind, and I had it... Doesn't the master know everything and understand everything? He must know this.
Looking at Long Qingyue's dull, expressionless face, Long Qingyu patted her shoulder and said, "Xiaoyue, you recover from your injuries first, and we will talk about other things later. As for the ancient secret method that can bring people back to life, Brother will definitely find it for you."
Even if it means a poor life!
Because this is related to Xiaoyue's life's happiness!
