Chapter 69: Detoxification

Yan Jue didn't know how long he had been asleep.

When she woke up, she was lying in a dimly lit room.

The mattress under him was soft, and purple smoke rose from the incense burner in the distance.

Yan Jue's last memory was that she was trying to close her tail, and the moment she took her tail back, Qi Xianqing came in with a candle shadow, and the candle shadow dragon roared towards Chu Fu.

The two beads that Chu Fu stuck to her body might be some kind of control magic weapon, she was exhausted and couldn't bear the electricity that Qi Xianqing brought out, and she was too frightened and fainted directly.

Later, when I woke up, I vaguely felt that there were raindrops falling on my face.

Who carried her on her back through the mountain path?

Yan Jue opened his eyes with difficulty, his gaze turned, and he recognized that this was Qi Xianqing's dormitory in the Earthquake Fire Sect.

Her heart chuckled.

...

Yan Jue's whole body burned badly, and his lips were covered with crystal saliva.

Never mind.

Qi Xianqing's dormitory, just Qi Xianqing's dormitory.

Yan Jue is in this state now, and he doesn't have time to think about what happened.

She couldn't help but swallow, felt it, made sure the tail didn't fall out again, closed her eyes again, and suddenly smelled an extremely familiar breath.

Qi Xianqing sat on the edge of the bed, lowered her head and untied her clothes, with a solemn expression.

Yan Jue's neck was warm pink, and his throat bones were lying together, indescribably attractive.

Qi Xianqing also noticed the two copper beads stuck to Yan Jue's body, about the size of a projectile, the whole body was pitch black, and the traces of gilding could be faintly seen.

This seems to be some kind of extremely evil magic weapon, and it can't be torn off.

Yan Jue closed his eyes, and his consciousness gradually dissipated.

Qi Xianqing's voice came from above his head: "These two magic weapons on your body need to be removed."

Qi Xianqing: "It may hurt a little."

Yan Jue smiled bitterly, she didn't expect that the day she should have died, it was Qi Xianqing who pulled her life back from the edge of the cliff.

Yan Jue: "It doesn't matter.

Yan Jue gritted his teeth, and suddenly felt a cold in his abdomen, followed by a pain.

Qi Xianqing's cold hand reached into her middle coat, put her two fingers together to find the acupuncture point, and hit it hard.

Yan Jue's whole body was numb, and his pain was

blocked

in an instant.

This feeling is like taking an anesthetic, and it hurts a lot when you hit the acupuncture.

Qi Xianqing used to go out, but when he was in trouble, he often closed his sense of pain.

But seeing Yan Jue gritting her teeth and her eyes were full of mist, she was rarely hesitant.

The gilded projectile was like a parasite, tightly adsorbed to Yan Jue's neck, dyeing the snow-white skin with a layer of demonic red.

Qi Xianqing pulled out the candle shadow, the candle shadow snorted in fright, Qi Xianqing pressed Yan Jue with his left hand, and wherever the sword went, it seemed to flash with lightning.

The originally elegant room was instantly filled with blood, and there were some other smells.

"Bang-"

Yan Jue frowned, and the beads fell from his body.

A black trace spread on Yan Jue's skin, Qi Xianqing looked at the trace, raised his right hand, and injected a trace of true qi into his fingertips, trying to force the demonic qi out.

It's poison.

Qi Xianqing's gaze fell on Yan Jue's flushed side face, and his face was slightly gloomy.

Poison.

Yan Jue barely controlled his chaotic breathing, and suddenly felt Qi Xianqing approaching.

The breath of the fairy body was close in front of him, and Yan Jue's whole body instantly stiffened.

Qi Xianqing's breath was damp, and he said softly, "You have been poisoned."

Yan Jue had already felt the strangeness coming from her body, and guessed her poison ** not far from ten, she frowned slightly, curled up in a ball, and lay down against the wall: "Forget it, just endure it and it will pass-"

Before the words fell, she suddenly raised her hand to cover her mouth, and her teeth bit the back of her hand.

The soft and moist feeling permeated, Qi Xianqing sucked the wound, Yan Jue's eyes rolled, his whole body was soft, and he couldn't move under Qi Xianqing's suppression.

She grabbed the sheets with both hands and let them go.

The room had already been covered by Qi Xianqing, and even Bai Tong, who had signed a master-servant contract with Yan Jue, couldn't enter.

Qi Xianqing's voice was very hoarse, and it was extremely soft in the quiet room: "Bear with me."

Yan Jue: "Hmm... Well..."

Then there was the bead on her waist, because the pain had been sealed, Yan Jue didn't feel how much pain it was, Qi Xianqing helped her force all the poison out, re-examined the wound, and made sure that the residual poison outside the

skin had been completely sucked out.

Qi Xianqing picked up the beads again and put them on the table.

She didn't mean to, either.

It's just that this poison is the strange poison of the Absolute Dust Valley, and it is difficult to help it when it is poisoned in the first place, but if the poison is left alone, this poison will invade the limbs and bones, and gradually corrode the spiritual power of the cultivators.

If it is severe, it may also affect future practice.

Yan Jue's face turned red, and he was red all the way to the root of his ears, and he couldn't hold back a word.

The heart beats fast as if it wants to jump out of the chest.

Shoulders sink.

Someone gently covered her with a quilt. ...

Someone gently covered her with a quilt.

Qi Xianqing's bed quilt was very soft, and the rain outside the window was loud, and she was wrapped in the quilt like a little baby.

Qi Xianqing hugged the candle shadow, sat on the edge of the bed with a cold expression, and looked up at the night outside the window.

The blood on her face had been wiped clean, but her lips were still red, adding a touch of strangeness.

If you look closely, you will see that the roots of her ears are already red.

After two hours, Yan Jue's pain blockade was gradually unraveled.

Pain in the wounds in the lower back and neck, swept in.

Yan Jue gasped in pain and tossed and turned.

A soft touch comes from the shoulder. Qi Xianqing looked down at her, seemed to be very patient, and said softly: "There are no other people here, it's okay."

Yan Jue held back for a long time, and then began to sobble quietly: "It hurts-"

The soft touch fell on her shoulder again, and Qi Xianqing gently patted her shoulder.

made Yan Jue feel very safe, just like he was still a little fox.

After crying for a while, Yan Jue finally felt better and fell asleep groggily.

In the gradually disappearing consciousness, she had only one thought in her head, did Qi Xianqing know.

Qi Xianqing knows?

But it was too painful, she couldn't think about it, and soon fell asleep.

-

Late at night.

The rain has stopped.

Qi Xianqing asked the candle shadow to guard Yan Jue, and went out by himself.

For cultivators, it is very dangerous for the fairy sword

to be separated from the body.

The candle shadow lay obediently beside Yan Jue, and the jade-like sword body exuded ice and snow coolness, lowering the girl's excessive body temperature.

Qi Xianqing stood up and walked out.

She changed into clean clothes, her long skirt was like snow, her black hair was pulled up with a hosta, and she went straight to the Qiyun Sect where Mu Zhongzi, the head of the Five Dragons, lived.

The main hall is solemn, and there is a majesty invisibly.

"Come in."

Standing next to the incense burner was an old man in a Taoist robe, with white hair and a childish face, and the immortal breath was vividly exerted on him.

The head of the five dragons, the wood neutron.

The light was dim, and Mu Zhongzi's appearance was not real, but he could still feel a terrifying aura emanating from the man.

Qi Xianqing: "Uncle Shi, there are traces of demon cultivation in the sect.

She held two small projectiles in her hand, the gilded projectiles shimmering faintly in the light of the candlelight.

With a move, the projectile in Qi Xianqing's palm flew into his hand.

Mu Zhongzi lowered his head and carefully examined the two projectiles, and said in a deep voice: "These Nine Yin Poison Beads must be the property of the monster. Just now, I felt the breath of a monster in Wujian Ping. Recently, the situation in the world has been unstable, and the position of the demon clan has been tilted towards the demon path, and it is not uncommon for demons to use demon sect items.

"Did you kill the monster I said today?"

Mu Zhongzi turned around, although he was old, his eyes were like electricity, and he gave people a kind of coercion.

Qi Xianqing was silent for a long time: "The disciple has killed him."

Wood Neutron: "What is it?"

Qi Xianqing didn't speak immediately, but pursed his lips uncomfortably.

"Mother-in-law, this is not your usual way of doing things. What's going on with you today?

Mu Zhongzi said sharply: "People and demons are incompatible, don't forget, your family was killed by monsters back then!" The

coercion of the Eighth Realm cultivators was overwhelming, and Rao is Qi Xianqing is immortal physique also felt a strong pressure.

Qi Xianqing took out the wild boar skin from behind him and put it on the ground: "The monster that the disciple found is a wild boar demon. On

the ground was a very beautiful boar skin, and the fur showed a faint watermelon-like stripe.

/& gt;

Qi Xianqing: "Yes." There

was a brief pause in the air.

Mu Zhongzi turned around and said lightly: "Okay, you go back, don't talk to anyone about tonight." -

Yan Jue woke up again, a few days later.

The early morning sun falls on the dormitory, and you can faintly hear the crisp and pleasant birdsong outside the window.

Yan Jue's whole body was still in pain, and there was only one thought in his mind.

She survived!

Yan Jue opened his heavy eyelids, and suddenly saw something in the corner of the wall over there.

Yan Jue moved his shoulders, slowly

opened his eyes, and finally saw the thing clearly.

A fair-skinned little girl in a cloak woven of withered sand sat in the corner, her head bowed and fiddling with the wood in her hand.

Somewhat familiar.

Yan Jue was stunned for a moment, his eyes turned, and he couldn't help but see the white fox head with a complicated expression next to him.

Yan Jue looked at the little girl, and asked in a hoarse voice: "She ..."

Bai Tong: "She has been here since a few days ago, and she can't catch up."

Yan Jue: "..."

Perhaps sensing that they were talking about her, the girl got up from the ground and walked over.

Yan Jue: "Who are you?" The

girl stared at Yan Jue and stretched out a stiff smile: "Hmph." "...

The girl stared at Yan Jue and stretched out a stiff smile: "Hmph."

Yan Jue: "Okay." Sure

enough, it was the little boar.

The little wild boar doesn't know whenhas successfully transformed into a five or six-year-old girl.

It should be that he didn't find all the materials he needed before he transformed, which led to such an unsatisfactory appearance.

It doesn't seem to be very smart.

Yan Jue: "Why are you here?" Don't

you know that it would be very troublesome if Qi Xianqing found out.

The girl didn't speak, but put the wood on her head, pursed her lips and cheeks flushed, but she still didn't hold back a word.

It should have been a long time since she was transformed, and she was not very good at speaking.

Yan Jue then gave up communicating with her, and turned his head to look at Bai Tong: "Did she find out?" That

she, naturally, was Qi Xianqing.

Ask that though.

But Yan Jue felt that he should have taken shit luck, and Qi Xianqing did not discover his true identity.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have survived intact until now.

Bai Tong stretched out a paw and pointed at the little girl: "When the master was entangled with Chu Fu that day, this guy didn't know why he was also in that room.

"She happened to be transforming that day, and she was full of demonic energy."

"Then Meng Hengjun happened to come in, and when I looked at her, I should have mistaken this guy for a monster who leaked his demonic energy."

Yes, Yan Jue's memory that day was that her tail fell out, and she should have just put her tail in when Qi Xianqing came in.

Yan Jue frowned and lay on the bed, reminiscing about everything that happened that day.

Suffice it to say that everything is going very well.

She had been preparing for yesterday's events many days earlier.

Go down the mountain to buy pills and learn from Bai Tong... Everything Yan Jue did was actually testing the bottom line of the Heavenly Dao.

If she is destined, it can only be the fate of the male protagonist.

Then she changed the way, and under the condition that the male protagonist was good and did not hurt the male protagonist, it was not possible to let the male protagonist cultivate for refinement.

Now, it seems, yes.

The pain that had crept through her chest from time to time in the past had disappeared without a trace since that night.

Yan Jue suddenly remembered something, frowned and stared at the little girl: "You can't treat me as ... I told her about it, I know. The

girl didn't know if she understood, so she nodded with a smile: "Don't say it." Suddenly

, I heard a sound of footsteps

from there.

Yan Jue's heart hit, and he immediately lay down and pretended to be asleep again, closed his eyes, his whole person shrunk, and his brows furrowed tightly.

Qi Xianqing walked in dressed in white and carrying a black sword.

The girl in the cloak stood up, walked to Qi Xianqing's side, and pointed her fingers: "Skin."

Qi Xianqing: "I'm sorry, I'll knit one for you in a few days." The

girl nodded, lying on the ground and playing with a piece of wood.

Qi Xianqing

sat down

next to Yan Jue, and looked sideways at the girl who fell on the bed and pretended to be asleep: "Do you feel better?" Yan

Jue, who was unexpectedly exposed: "..."

The room fell silent for a moment, Qi Xianqing's question was as if no one answered as if he was thrown in the corner, Yan Jue originally wanted to continue to pretend to be asleep, but suddenly he was a little unbearable.

Yan Jue was silent for a few seconds, sat up expressionlessly, and his fingertips subconsciously clenched his knees: "It's better..."

Qi Xianqing: "Hmm."

Yan Jue stared at Qi Xianqing, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief in his heart.

It seems that Qi Xianqing really didn't find out.

Thank God.

If Qi Xianqing knew that she was a little fox, oh my God, they had been together intimately for so long, and she had licked Qi Xianqing...

Yan Jue doubted that Qi Xianqing would cut her off with a sword on the spot.

It's just like cutting Chu Fu that day.

The wounds on his collarbone and waist were still aching, and Yan Jue's body had no strength, so he couldn't sit up for a long time.

Qi Xianqing took out a wooden box from the Qiankun bag, and when the lid of the box was opened, there was a viscous lilac ointment inside.

Qi Xianqing dipped some plasters in his fingertips, leaned over, and helped Yan Jue apply it to the wound.

A burst of cold touch spread to the limbs, directly turning into endless scorching heat.

Yan Jue's heart was beating like a drum, he swallowed his saliva with difficulty, and reached out to Qi Xianqing's shoulder.

How did she feel that Qi Xianqing was becoming more and more distant from her.

Qi Xianqing grabbed her wrist and gently put her hand down.

Concentrating on serious medicine has no other meaning at all.

Yan Jue lowered his eyes.

Forget it, it's her overthinking.

Qi Xianqing suddenly said, "Explain?

Yan Jue's eyebrows jumped: "What do you explain?"

Qi Xianqing: "What happened that day, how could Chu Fu be in your room."

Qi Xianqing prides himself on being a very rational person.

But that day was the first time she hacked someone without figuring out what was going on.

Chu Fu was seriously injured by her, and in that way, it was difficult to treat it without using top-grade pills.

Yan Jue: "That day in Wujianping, I drank too much wine, and the uncle in charge asked me to go back to

the room

to rest. Not long after I rested in the room, Chu Fu came in. "...

Yan Jue: "That day in Wujianping, I drank too much wine, and the uncle in charge asked me to go back to my room to rest. Not long after I rested in the room, Chu Fu came in.

"And then what happened, you saw it too."

What Yan Jue said is also true.

When she woke up just now, she found that the "communication talisman" that Qi Xianqing gave her had broken in half at some point.

Xu was in the process of entangling with Chu Fu and broke the communication talisman, so that Qi Xianqing could judge her location in a timely and accurate manner.

Qi Xianqing was silent for a long time, and said lightly: "So only Chu Fu bullied you, right?"

Three links and seven whites"

Yan Jue was slightly stunned, and after a while, he realized what Qi Xianqing meant.

Qi Xianqing helped her avenge it.

Yan Jue's nose suddenly became sour.

The white fox next to Yan Jue also spoke: "There is also Elder Li on the Sword Dancing Ping who made things difficult for the master, because the master taught his son a lesson in Wulong Square a few days ago.

Qi Xianqing looked at the white fox, and his eyebrows moved: "This is ..."

Yan Jue sneered: "I went down the mountain a few days ago, and I happened to receive a spiritual pet, which is a spiritual pet that has signed a master-servant contract with me." In

this world, demons are really very unpopular creatures.

But if it's a demon who has made a master-servant contract with a human cultivator, it's different.

This may involve the inferior nature of cultivators, who will not be hostile to demons that have already been branded by humans, but if they are independent demons walking in the human world, they will cause a lot of trouble.

Qi Xianqing stared at the white fox, frowning and pondering.

Yan Jue's heart was beating fast.

The room was quiet for a long time, and Qi Xianqing's gaze suddenly fell on the little girl next to her.

The girl was still lying on the ground playing with wood, giggling from time to time, and although she became a human, she still maintained the habits of an animal, which was also the result of her incomplete transformation.

Qi Xianqing had just entered the room at that time, and the first thing he saw was Yan Jue and Chu Fu.

Then I saw a half-transformed little boar lying on the ground.

In the negotiation with the uncle of the head just now, she deceived the head of the house.

This has never happened before.

The uncle of the head of the family brought her back to Wulong Mountain, and he was the biggest benefactor in her

life.

Qi Xianqing looked at the little wild boar for a long time, and said slowly: "She is a demon who has been transformed, and she can't justifiably stay in Wulongmen." I'm going to finish her off with the Orb now.

She then took out the Spirit Bead from the Qiankun bag.

The spirit bead has not been used for a long time, and the light is dazzling.

Yan Jue was stunned for a moment, so frightened that the cold sweat all over his body came out, and he hurriedly sat up and blocked in front of the little wild boar: "Senior sister, don't ... She'... "

She's pretty cute, too."

Qi Xianqing looked at Yan Jue's expression so flustered, and raised his eyebrows lowly: "In this case, I will make a master-servant contract with it, let her be my spiritual pet, and she can live in the Five Dragons Gate justifiably." "

Make a master-servant contract with the little boar?!

The master-servant contract is a very intimate contract. After the monster beast and the human form a master-servant contract, they will have an attachment to the master, and they must never leave the master.

They will even protect the Lord.

Yan Jue resolutely disagreed without knowing what was going on: "No!

Qi Xianqing raised his eyes: "Why not?"

Yan Jue: "..."!