Chen Qiao withdrew all his emotions and said calmly: "When I went to the royal city yesterday, the people in Dou Yanshan were still there. I have to take you back to Chang'an in a few days. When all the people in the martial arts world are gone, I will take you back to Chang'an."

Yan Wushi shook his head, and he was extremely laborious at this moment: "It's too late..."

What was too late? Chen Qiao was about to ask, but he saw that he had closed his eyes and stopped moving.

His heart burst and he stepped forward a few steps to explore Yan Wushi's breath.

I was still angry, but I just fell into a deep drowsy sleep.

But the pulse is even more disordered than before. If the true qi is compared to humans, it is like dozens of people fighting in his body at this time.

Chen Qiao tried to inject a trace of true energy, but the true energy quickly repelled back, and the disordered airflow in Yan Wushi's body counterattacked at him with great momentum. Chen Qiao had no choice but to withdraw quickly.

After this time, Yan Wushi slept until noon.

The old man hasn't come back yet. According to Banna, it was a business traveler who asked him to be a guide yesterday. It would take several days to come back. This is not the first time. Here, it is the Gobi Desert, which is covered with yellow sand. The road is long and difficult to identify. I often get lost and fall into the depths of the desert and can't come back from now on. The locals are familiar with the road and know how to get out of the desert.

The bruises on Banna's neck and wrists were almost healed. Chen Qiao talked with her for a while. Banna took the flock of sheep out to eat grass, while Chen Qiao brought the mutton soup made by Banna back to the next yard.

When he came back, Yan Wushi's eyelashes were trembling, as if he was awake.

Chen Qiao put two bowls of mutton soup, preparing to wait until the other party wakes up before asking what he said before he just fell into a coma.

Yan Wushi opened his eyes and stared at the gauze tent on his head.

Chen Qiao said: "Do you feel uncomfortable? I just looked at your pulse and there should be several true qi in your body..."

Yan Wushi: "Beauty, brother."

Chen Qiao: "..."

A strange silence spread inside the house, and the mutton soup was filled with a faint umami flavor, as if mocking Chen Qiao's aphasia.

Yan Wushi: "I, it hurts."

This tone did not look like Yan Wushi that Chen Qiao knew, but it was like someone else occupying his body. Chen Qiao stared at him, almost suspected that the dignified leader of Huanyue Sect had been brought to light.

Chen Qiao calmed down: "What's wrong with you?"

"It hurts..." Yan Wushi looked at him, his eyes showing a hint of grievance, as if he was accusing Chen Qiao of standing there and refusing to come over.

Chen Qiao lived for thirty years, and he had experienced even the most difficult difficulties, but he had never reacted like he is now.

Is Yan Wushi pretending to be pitiful?

This is simply impossible. With his character, the most normal reaction is to go to bed.

Chen Qiao remembered the gentle and harmless smile he had at himself before.

But now it is a little different from before.

Chen Qiao: "Do you still remember your name?"

Yan Wushi blinked, and this expression made Chen Qiao's mouth twitch.

"I am...Xie Ling..."

Xie Ling... Thank you?

Chen Qiao suddenly remembered that Kun Xie had told him that Yan Wushi's original surname was Xie and came from a former family. This time he went to the Dragon Banquet to get back his mother's relics.

Even though he thought of this layer, Chen Qiao still felt a little incredible.

He frowned slightly, pondering and silent.

The mutton soup was a little cold, and a layer of oil appeared on the soup noodles.

Yan Wushi's eyes wandered back and forth between Tang and Shen Qiao, and hesitated and said: "I'm hungry..."

If it were before this moment, even if Yan Wushihu fell into the Pingyang, Chen Qiao would never have imagined that the other party would look at him with a confused look on his face and say, "I'm hungry."

Even if the other party was as unrepentant and sarcastic as before, Chen Qiao felt that it was normal, because that was Yan Wushi.

But why did it become like this?

He couldn't help but rub his forehead, which felt very tricky.

"What do you remember except for the name Xie Ling?"

Yan Wushi was weak and couldn't even hold the soup bowl, so Chen Qiao had to feed him one spoonful of spoonfuls.

"I don't remember..."

Chen Qiao: "Do you remember the name Yan Wushi?"

Yan Wushi shook his head, his confusing expression was not fake.

Chen Qiao couldn't help but sigh again: "Can't you remember at all?"

Combining Banna's words and Yan Wushi's performance before and after several awakenings, Chen Qiao seemed to have grasped a little clue.

In short, disordered true qi and injured head may be the reasons for the drastic change in Yan Wushi's personality.

He sleeps most of the time, but every time he wakes up, he often shows different behaviors. Sometimes he is just a temperament created by fragments of memories; sometimes he will return to normal, like before; sometimes he is as violent as Banna described, and he is completely unable to control himself.

But Chen Qiao was not a doctor, so he could only think of these things. He had no choice but to restore Yan Wushi to normal.

He didn't know whether Yan Wushi would have a new temperament in addition to these temperaments he showed now.

"I remember..." After a bowl of mutton soup, Yan Wushi licked his lips.

"Hmm?" Chen Qiao was about to get up, but he heard this and looked back at him.

Yan Wushi: "When I fell asleep, you kissed me... there was also the taste of mutton soup."

Chen Qiao: "..."

Chen Qiao, a very good temper, suddenly had the desire to turn over another bowl of soup in his hand that he had not yet drunk on the other person's head.

Yan Wushi seemed to notice his mood, and couldn't help but shrink back, looking back at him with an aggrieved expression.

Chen Qiao held his forehead and asked the sky speechlessly.

Chapter 60

As the sun sets, Banna brings the flock back. As usual, she first drives the flock into the sheep pen, but does not put the little lamb in her hand back, but takes it to knock on Chen Qiao's house.

Chen Qiao came over and opened the door quickly. When he saw Banna, he smiled and said, "You are back."

He turned sideways, but Banna didn't go in and just poked her head at the door, fearing that Yan Wushi would go crazy again like yesterday.

But the man just sat on the bed, looking at her quietly, his expression not as violent as yesterday.

Banna: "Has he fully recovered?"
Chapter completed!