Ji Qinglan's eyes only trembled at the first moment, and then calmly walked down the mountain road to the bottom of the valley.

Ape and Ah Huan stood in front of him with alertness, their eyes staying close to Sinha.

Sinha shook the tea in the cup and used a slow speech ^56 Library: "This is the Maojian you gave me last time."

Ji Qinglan said: "It's a good tea."

Sinha said: "I can't bear to drink it, not because it's good tea, but because it was given to me by you."

Ji Qinglan was silent.

Sinha stood up and said, "Ji Miaohua brought you to the Holy Moon Sect back then. First, let me touch your background, and second, to protect you. In fact, in the third month of your arrival at the Holy Moon Sect, I already knew very well what kind of person you were, but I did not expose you, and even kept lowering my figure to cooperate with you. Do you know why?"

Ji Qinglan was still silent.

"You deliberately used the immortal pill to lure Elder Tu Tu Tu to be poisoned, forcing him to take Zhenxin Pill every month, and even in the name of antidote, let Elder Hu Ye be afraid of you. I can't bear it, and even do it for you in front of Elder Hu Ye. Do you know why?"

Ji Qinglan slowly closed her eyes.

"Actually, there is no antidote for the so-called Zhenxin Pill, because it was not refined by you, but left by Ji Wuchang during his lifetime. Ji Miaohua has already told me about this. But I have never told anyone, do you know why?" The teacup was crushed with a bang, and the teas splashed all over him. The teacup fragments fell into his palm, cutting the bleeding, but he seemed to be unaware of it, and his eyes were still staring at Ji Qinglan's indifferent face. "I know that you asked me to deal with the Demon Cult to take revenge, but pretended not to know how to use it. Do you know why?!"

Ji Qinglan finally opened his eyes and looked at him, but his eyes as clear as a spring were not at all. "Ji Qinglan can only repay the kindness of the leader of the sect, and he will only repay him in the next life."

This sentence seemed like a bucket of cold water pouring down from Sinha's head, freezing all the rest of his complaints back.

The two were only a dozen steps away, and their lightness was just a little rushing forward with their toes, but just a little distance turned into a deep channel gap in their eyes, nailing them firmly in place and blocking a clear boundary.

It took a long time, and a long time.

Sinha finally spoke: "The Holy Moon Sect and Jueying Peak are both wanting you everywhere."

Ji Qinglan smiled slightly and said, "I know."

This smile was something he never tired of watching, but now it seems like a sarcastic blade slashing hard in his heart. He took a deep breath and said, "On the seventh day of the lunar month, I will order the people who stayed in Fengqueling to do something for me."

Ji Qinglan slowly closed her smile.

Sinha suddenly stood up, shook her sleeves and walked towards the other side.

"You can do it yourself!"

"Qixia Villa is my hard work, and it was built by me! I will never watch it fall in front of me!"

"So what if you defect to the Blue Flame Alliance? Heroes have always been judged by success or failure in ancient times. What about scum? What about traitors? What about villains? Which founding emperor was not stained with blood and climbed to a high position by stepping on other people's corpses."

"Even if everyone in the world doesn't understand me, you must understand me! Because you are my son, the only successor to my Duanmu family."

My father's face was already blurred, but his back turned and left was so familiar.

The door of the secret room was only opened with one crack, and the orange light penetrated through the crack, straight, narrow and empty.

He rushed forward a few steps, but he still watched the door close in front of him.

It was pitch black all around.

No light, no sound.

He couldn't feel himself.

I don’t know if I am sitting, standing, lying down... or disappearing.

Dear.

Dear.

Kiss...

The call echoed in my ears one after another.

Blurred and distant, like an illusion, and then slowly disappears.

I don’t know how long it took, but he felt that his consciousness seemed to be slowly recovering.

The chaotic darkness was finally split.

The mixed noises slowly spread through the ears like streams, and my mind was chaotic. Duanmu Huichun analyzed it for a while before he could hear that they were discussing the route.

However, Fengqueling sounds a bit familiar.

He tried hard to open his eyes, but it took him a while to find the location of his eyes.

A light swept into the gap of my eyes, lit up to the point of stinging.

He quickly closed his eyes, waited silently for a while before opening it again, and then blinked his eyes desperately. After repeating this for dozens of times, he could adapt to the light.

But the noise stopped.

Three heads leaned against the window and looked down at him.

Duanmu Huichun moved her lips and wanted to smile, but she couldn't use any strength.

Mo Ju said: "Doctor Huo, do you think he is okay?"

Doctor Huo stared at the back of the heads in front without curiosity and said, "I only see that you three are very troublesome!"

Mo Ju, An Ran and Yiran came to their senses and gave way out.

Doctor Huo walked to the bed, took his pulse for Duanmu Huichun, looked at his face and asked, "How come he feels uncomfortable?"

Duanmu Huichun stuttered for a long time before four words appeared, "Hungry, thirsty, powerless."

Doctor Huo said: "That's all right."

Mo Ju said: "Will this be too perfunctory?"

Doctor Huo said: "Why would you better hit him on both legs first and then let me treat you carefully?" After getting along with these people for a long time, Doctor Huo finally understood their personality. It is scary to say the name of the Demon Cult, but it is quite comfortable to get along with. For example, Mo Ju, although he is thick and heavy, he is quite honest and has a good temper. Yiranan is sweet-mouthed and clever, and he gets along well. He usually talks and laughs with them, and is very happy.

Mo Ju was indeed not angry at all, "When will he be cured?"

Doctor Huo said: "Recover slowly, as long as the person does not die, he will be cured."

Mo Ju: "..."

Yiran took a glass of water for Duanmu.

Doctor Huo said: "He has just woken up and should not drink too much."

Yiran let Duanmu Huichun dip in a few small mouthfuls.

An Ran saw that he was refreshed and smiled and said, "I'll help you make porridge."

Duanmu Huichun said: "I have a hard time."

Doctor Huo beat his back and said, "I am old and I feel exhausted if I don't sleep for a while in the afternoon." He walked two steps towards the door, stopped to look at Mo Ju and said, "Don't you leave?"

Mo Ju looked at him for no reason, "If you want to sleep, what does it have to do with me?"

Doctor Huo said: "Do you think you are still young? Now sleep more now, and you may sleep a few years later."

Mo Ju: "..."

Doctor Huo and Mo Ju both left, and Duanmu Huichun and Yiran were all left in the room.

Duanmu Huichun took a breath and said, "How could I be here?"

Yiran said: "It was Elder Hua and Elder Mo who brought you back."

Duanmu Huichun lowered her eyes and said, "Oh."

Yiran said: "I heard that Ji Miaohua happened to go out when they arrived, so I picked you up."

Duanmu Huichun pulled the corners of her lips, but she didn't have a smile.

Yiran hesitated for a while and said, "I also heard that Ji Miaohua issued a wanted order to Ji Qinglan. I think she should be killing the people in the Shengyue Sect now."

Duanmu Huichun's face changed a little.

Yiran said, "Marquis Mingzun is here too. However, Mingzun is afraid that Ji Miaohua will chase him, so he set up a suspicion array with the Marquis. It will take a few days before he will come back."

Duanmu Huichun said, "I heard you talk about Fengqueling in a hazy way?"

Yiran said: "There are three roads back to Zhongyuan from here. One is where Mingzun and Marquis set up a suspicion array, and it is also the closest one. Ji Miaohua didn't know that your poison had been relieved, so she would definitely think that we were eager to save people. She walked this path. Mingzun also specially sent people to return to the Demon Sect to send an order, saying that she wanted to visit famous doctors in the world. The other two are Fengqueling, where the mountain road is winding and circling, which is extremely difficult to walk, but it is better because it is sparsely populated and vast, and it is not easy to find. The other is to take a boat to go east along the Moda Agan River, which is farther away."

Duanmu Huichun thought for a while and said, "It's better to walk from Fengqueling."

Yiran said: "Why?"

Duanmu Huichun said: "I came from where before, and the border control there was very relaxed."

Ji Qinglan's eyes only trembled at the first moment, and then calmly walked down the mountain road to the bottom of the valley.

Ape and Ah Huan stood in front of him with alertness, their eyes staying close to Sinha.

Sinha shook the tea in the cup and used a slow speech ^56 Library: "This is the Maojian you gave me last time."

Ji Qinglan said: "It's a good tea."

Sinha said: "I can't bear to drink it, not because it's good tea, but because it was given to me by you."

Ji Qinglan was silent.

Sinha stood up and said, "Ji Miaohua brought you to the Holy Moon Sect back then. First, let me touch your background, and second, to protect you. In fact, in the third month of your arrival at the Holy Moon Sect, I already knew very well what kind of person you were, but I did not expose you, and even kept lowering my figure to cooperate with you. Do you know why?"

Ji Qinglan was still silent.
To be continued...