Gong Yan asked Qin Changsheng worriedly, "What's wrong with Miss Shi?"
Qin Changsheng sighed: "The corruptive energy has damaged Miss Shi's spiritual orifice. If we want her to wake up safely, we can only use magic tools to purify the evil energy and let Miss Shi wake up in time."
"Magical weapon..."
Looking at Gong Yan's frown, Qin Changsheng also saw his confusion.
Once the spiritual orifice is injured, it is definitely not easy to recover.
He had also heard of many stories of being attacked by wandering ghosts and having their spiritual orifices damaged.
In the end, most of these people have a tragic ending.
Until his death, he could not get rid of the influence of corruption.
He didn't want Shi Nian in front of him to die in a dark coma.
Qin Changsheng gently patted Gong Yan on the shoulder, indicating that he didn't need to worry too much.
"Don't worry, Miss Shi became like this because of me. I will naturally be responsible for her."
"When the day comes that I go to seclusion, I will definitely heal her!"
If a secular person had made such a promise before, Gong Yan would only think that he was talking nonsense.
However, when this matter was placed on Qin Changsheng, Gong Yan felt extremely reassured and reliable.
Comradeship is a very mysterious thing.
As long as we live and die together in times of crisis, we will have a different kind of trust in the future.
Gong Yan grinned at Qin Changsheng: "Then when you come to seclusion, I'll treat you to the seclusion's Maotai-flavored wine!"
"Really? From the look of you, you don't look like a massive person."
"Asshole! Can you tell how drunk you are just by looking at him?"
Seeing that the two mentioned drinking, Yanshun also came to invite everyone, giving the Qingzhi Mountain Village a chance to thank them.
It's getting late now, and there are probably still some formations left by the Ji family that need to be cleared in Qingzhi Mountain.
Under Yanshun's warm invitation, everyone decided to rest in the village for one night and wait until the next day to make plans.
Although the reaction caused by this unusual movement could almost be described as earth-shattering, fortunately, Ye Yu, Qin Changsheng and others all valued the interests of the common people, and most of the villages were saved.
Now, under the arrangement of the village chief, everyone lives in the village's guest house.
Although the environment is a bit crude, it is a resting place for the benefactor after all, so it is kept extremely clean and tidy, making it comfortable enough to live in.
After Qin Changsheng returned to the room, he just sat down on the bed and stretched out, when two beautiful figures came out, one from the left and the other from the right.
One has a graceful figure, like Xiaojiabiyu, full of aura.
A man with long hair and golden eyes, with a natural nobility in every frown and smile, proud and charming.
They are Qin Changsheng's two soul slaves, or rather his two former soul slaves, Zhuchan and Canglan.
"If you don't take a good rest in the blood jade gourd, why did you come out?"
Qin Changsheng asked the two of them curiously.
Cang Lan crossed his arms and said with a cold snort: "Huh, just a broken gourd, but you want to trap me?"
Only then did Qin Changsheng remember that when he was in the cave, he knew that he was facing the threat of death, so he simply erased the mark of the soul on the blood jade gourd to prevent Zhuchan and Canglan from being harmed if something happened to him.
I will also die along with myself.
"Then what do you want to do?"
Qin Changsheng looked at the two of them with a half-smile.
Canglan raised her head proudly: "What should I do? This king, I came to say goodbye to you this time!"
The little girl Zhuchan was frightened by Canglan's words: "Sister Canglan, we agreed before, it's not like this!"
"I am not your sister! I am a noble bloodline of the Fuxi Divine Clan!"
Qin Changsheng shook his head helplessly.
This little snake has a bit of a timid personality.
It’s quite a sense of déjà vu that if you don’t fight for three days, your house will be uncovered.
This is a disease.
Can be cured.
Qin Changsheng snapped his fingers: "Soul arresting technique."
Almost instantly, a barrier was formed in the room. Canglan was unable to dodge and was directly hit by the soul arresting technique, unable to move.
A familiar feeling comes.
Cang Lan was angry: "Hey! Qin Changsheng, do you still have any conscience? When you die, I will kill the person who avenged you! Is this how you repay me now?"
Qin Changsheng paid no attention to Canglan's loud voice.
When a woman is completely under your control, ignore her bravado.
That was just a special manifestation of her uneasiness.
Qin Changsheng walked around behind Canglan, but Canglan was like a puppet on strings, unable to move.
"Hey, Qin Changsheng, what do you mean?"
"ah!"
The next second, a cry of abstinence came from the room.
Fortunately, Qin Changsheng had just arranged a soundproof formation in the room. Otherwise, just the movement of Canglan, I don't know how many people would be unable to sleep tonight.
Qin Changsheng placed his hands on Canglan's fair and small waist, gently stroking and slowly twisting and lifting, with a skillful technique, as if he was playing an instrument.
Canglan was trembling all over and wanted to struggle to escape, but was unable to do anything under the suppression of the Soul-Confining Technique.
"How many times have I told you to pay attention to your identity. You are my soul slave, not some king."
Qin Changsheng paused and continued:
"In other words, no matter whether you are Queen Canglan or Fuxi God Clan in front of others, in front of me, you must obey me obediently. Do you understand?"
Canglan's character really gave Qin Changsheng a headache sometimes.
She seemed indifferent to herself, but when the crisis came, Canglan did not hesitate to stand up and fight Ji Lan.
This behavior seemed to mean that he would live and die with himself, but in the end, he looked domineering again.
It was enough to show off his power in front of him, but he also bullied Shang Zhuchan.
A fire breaks out in the backyard, which is what Qin Changsheng least wants to see.
Canglan turned her head away unconvinced, with a trace of red still remaining on her face.
Damn it, why does she, the majestic princess of the ancient Fuxi Clan, have no prestige at all in the hands of Qin Changsheng?
In comparison, Zhuchan next to her was much more well-behaved.
Noticing Qin Changsheng's glance, the little girl plunged into Qin Changsheng's arms with red eyes without saying a word.
Zhuchan's body is the same as Zhuyeqing's, weak and boneless.
Due to her status as half human and half soul, Zhuchan's skin is as flawless as a handicraft.
Even Qin Changsheng didn't dare to use too much strength for fear of breaking the girl in his arms.
"Mr. Qin, Chan'er is so scared."
"Chan'er saw that the ban was lifted today, and I thought Mr. Qin didn't want Chan'er anymore!"
Speaking of this, Zhuchan's tears wet the clothes on Qin Changsheng's chest.
Although it was a bit of a show in front of Canglan, this feeling was genuine.