After the Full-Level Boss is Reborn

Chapter 127 Lost in the first battle

The sky was dark and thunder bursts.

Jing Yi sat under the candlelight, looked through the medical techniques, and wondered how to cure Ning Xiao’s injury.

Dao Tong knocked on the door lightly, calling out: “Peak Master Lingsu, Dao Zun asks you to heal one person.”

“Brother head?” Jing Yi put down the book, stood up in cloak, and opened the door.

The woman was expressionless, standing under the eaves, her face pale, and a flash of lightning struck her ghostly.

At first glance, Jing Yi thought it was a ghost, “I don’t treat people to death.”

Dao Tong looked embarrassed and rubbed his hands, “Peak Master, this is the deacon of Momen Ming Ghost Hall.”

Mingguitang?

Jing Yi glanced up and down at Xun Chang with a smile, and said jokingly: “It turns out that it is King Xun Hades, please come in.”

Xun Chang walked in the door with a blank smile.

Jing Yi leaned against the door, and suddenly asked Dao Tong: “Did she come alone?”

Dao Tong lowered his eyes, “There is one more person.”

Jing Yi thought thoroughly, guessing roughly what was going on, closed the door to cover the wind and rain, turned and walked to the table, “Where did you hurt? Let me see.”

Xun Chang smiled without saying a word, took off her black coat, and a black hideous wound lay across her shoulder.

Jing Yi held up the lamp and looked closely.

Black clothes and snowy skin contrasted with a strange beauty, but it was a pity that the blood and flesh scars destroyed the beauty.

Jing Yi said, “It’s caused by demonic energy. It’s hard to cure. Did your Momen also enter the monster?”

Xun Chang smiled and nodded, touching the wound, black blood oozing out.

Jing Yi sighed, “Just say it, don’t move, it’s even harder to pull the wound.”

Xun often smiled and said, “Yes.”

Jing Yi got rid of the evil spirit for her, but couldn’t help but hold her to ask about Momen.

However, Xun Changxiao’s expressive ability is worrying, and every sentence is condensed to four characters or less.

Jing Yi asked, “What happened to Momen?”

“There is a magic.”

“Of course I know there is a demon, it hurt you? Did you catch it? Did the giant get hurt? What is the situation now?”

“not good.”

“…”

Jing Yi sighed, and after asking for so long, she didn’t ask what was going on. She glanced at it, the wound hadn’t healed yet, but at any rate it wasn’t as savage as it was before, “I’m here today. This injury will take a long time to heal, so stay here first.”

Xun Chang smiled and lowered his eyebrows, did not speak, and his hands on the table were slightly clenched.

Jing Yi said, “Are you still not putting on your clothes? Do you want me to wear them for you?”

Xun Chang laughed and heard the words, raised his hand to fasten his clothes belt, and when his hand moved, the wound was bleeding again. She didn’t seem to know the pain, and she still had no expression on her face.

“Hey, don’t you!” Jing Yi healer kindly stopped her and quickly stopped her, “Forget it, let me help you.”

She is like many healers. Seeing patients who like self-inflicted harm, she couldn’t help but babble, “How come you don’t know the pain at all? If this goes on, I can’t cure it for 10,000 years, if it’s not in the palm of my hand. For the face of Senior Brother Men, I will not treat people like you. Anyway, even if he is cured today, something may happen tomorrow.”

Jing Yi squatted down, tied a knot, and concluded: “I don’t know that people who cherish their lives are not worth being treated with painstaking efforts.”

Xun Changxiao glanced at her lightly, his eyes dull, and he didn’t know what emotions were hidden.

For a while, Jingyi and an elder from Momen had a deep affection. He often heard him mumble and laugh behind his back, saying, “Ning to go through the ghost gate, not see King Xun Hades”, so he became very interested in this person and asked: “I heard someone say You were pretty cute when you were a kid. Why did you grow up with a stern face? Your name is Chang Xiao, why don’t you laugh?”

Xun Chang smiled and lowered his head, still silent.

Jing Yi flattened her mouth and complained: “I am your savior. Is this your attitude towards your benefactor?”

Xun Changxiao finally said the only sentence more than four words, “I don’t have any brothers anymore.”

She raised her head and looked out the window.

The rain was torrential outside the window, dripping unstoppable.

The Momen disciples always wear black clothes, seem to be connected with the dark night, carrying a heavy fate.

However, Heqing always wears a blue shirt, smiling warmly, like the sun hanging on the blue sky.

He is the most talented disciple of Momen for thousands of years. He is unmatched in the art of Yanjia. He is open-minded, has a profound cultivation base, and is well-known in making friends.

Everyone felt that he would take over as a giant, revitalize Momen, and become the most dazzling star in the sky, illuminating the dark night of Xiancheng.

When he was a child, Xun often laughed and thought that having a big brother is no big deal.

But she was wrong. The high sun will also die one day. The young man who bears all the hopes, responsibilities, and pride is buried in Shi Mausoleum, with no bones left… Xiancheng has no light for a long time.

Although I knew that it was not Huaibai’s fault, after so many years, Xun Changxiao still couldn’t let go.

Can’t forgive Gushan, can’t forgive Huaibo.

Unexpectedly, she went around, and finally she had to seek refuge from Gushan. She narrowed her eyes slightly and her face was mocking.

In the early morning of the next day, the clouds opened and rained, and the warm sun penetrated the clouds and sprinkled on the solitary mountain.

The leaves are lush, the grass leaves are green, and the sky is clear and clear, like a bend of clean lake.

Peiyu was still cultivating in Wujianping, and the sharp light of the knife flashed, as if thunder suddenly started to startle a few birds.

The old tree stretched out two branches to catch the fallen leaves, vainly trying to take back all the fallen hair, so that the bald head came later.

“Sister Yu!” Yu Chisu rushed up happily and waved to her.

Peiyu took the knife back and asked: “What’s the matter?”

Yu Chisu blushed and his eyes shone, “Are you going to have a long bond with Immortal Huaibo?”

Peiyu was shocked and couldn’t say anything: “What did you say?”

Yu Chisu scratched her head, “Ah? Don’t you know? Isn’t it with you…Bah, baah.” She quickly covered her mouth.

Peiyu frowned and asked, “What happened? What was the bond? Who did you hear?”

Yu Chisu’s eyes widened, “Jian Zun said, he asked the disciple of Bai Daifeng, in the mortal world, what kind of dowry an old and weak widow should prepare for remarriage, so as not to be rejected by her husband’s family.”

Peiyu wondered, “An old and weak widow? What does this have to do with my master.”

Yu Chisu sighed, “We don’t want to think of Xianchang, but with so many people in Gushan, she is the only one who has made a contract.”

Peiyu still didn’t believe it, the master was beautiful like a flower, and his swordsmanship was superb. Besides, she is still alive, how can the master be counted as a widow?

Yu Chisu’s expression was tense, “Well, if you are really ready to make a bond with you, why don’t you know?”

She looked at Peiyu, her eyes burning, “Sister Yu, go and ask the fairy!”

Peiyu grasped Wushuang, ready to continue practicing the knife.

Yu Chisu continued: “You don’t want to know, whether Immortal Chang Huai Bai is willing to make a bond with you?”

Peiyu paused, slowly let go of Wushuang, and walked towards Feiyu Peak.

Yu Chisu hurriedly held her, “Don’t go like this!”

Peiyu looked back, frowning lightly.

Yu Chisu stared at her without applying powder, looked at her still beautiful face for a long time, and said: “As the saying goes, women are to please themselves, such a formal thing, Sister Yu, are you not going to dress up?”

Peiyu was taken aback for a moment.

Yu Chisu asked again: “Do you know how to dress up?”

Peiyu was embarrassed.

Yu Chisu laughed, clapped her hands, and dragged her down the mountain, “I will take you to buy new clothes and dress up.”

It just so happened that she wanted to see Peiyu’s makeup for a long time, facing a cold jade statue, who didn’t want to put cherry lips on her, red makeup, and watch her become ashamed of her cheeks and vivid eyes.

Taking a walk in the different treasure pavilion, bringing the jade to pack up, it is already sundown.

Yu Chisu took Peiyu again and told her for a long while, and only let her go when the willows were on the top of the moon, while he hid aside and observed secretly.

Peiyu dragged her long skirt and moved stiffly.

This shark gauze dress was more gorgeous than all her clothes before, and the dark lines embroidered with silver silk gleamed in the moonlight.

She obeyed Yu Chisu’s words and met Huaibo at Guangyin Lake. After waiting for a long time, he saw Huaibo hurriedly coming from the mountain road.

The girl stood under the moon, her cheeks glowing, her eyes glowing, she swayed on her bun and swayed gently.

Huai Bai was startled, his eyes erratic.

Peiyu was overjoyed, and gently curled her lips, calling out softly, “Master.”

The smile is so shy, like a shy lotus.

She took a step forward, her long skirt shining with silver light, dazzling the moon.

Huaibo said, “Peiyu, did you pluck off all the hair on Yinping and make this skirt?”

Peiyu froze in place.

Huaibo sighed, “Even if you don’t agree, don’t do it so absolutely. Anyway, she has been guarding Xianfeng for so many years. From now on, she will be bare, how can she be a bird?”

Pei Yu opened her lips, “This is not her hair.”

With the speed of shed hair on the screen, it will be sooner or later to be bald, so why should she do it?

Huai Bai breathed a sigh of relief and raised his hand to touch her forehead, “Why is your face so red? Is it hot?”

Peiyu shook his head.

Huaibo seemed to understand something. Looking at the girl’s rosy lips, Zhanyan smiled and said, “I see, did you run down the mountain and ate the hot pot?”

Peiyu lowered her eyes aggrievedly, “I don’t have one.”

Huaibo shook his head and smiled: “It’s not enough to be so greedy.”

Peiyu bit her lip, the rouge fainted, her red lips were sweet, “I don’t have one.”

Huaibo smiled and said, “Okay, okay, you are not greedy, what can I do if you call me?”

Pei Yu muffled and said, “I just want to see you.”

She glanced at her and saw Yu Chisu gesturing towards her under the willow tree, took a deep breath, and whispered: “I heard that Master wants to make a bond with someone?”

Huaibo was stunned, wiped the sweat on his forehead, and muttered, “Is there such a thing?”

Peiyu lowered her head, her heart beating like a beating. She didn’t notice her abnormality. She mustered up the courage and asked softly: “Master…who do you want to make a bond with?”

Huaibo looked dull and blinked, “Why don’t you guess?”

Peiyu pinched the corner of her clothes, her palms covered with sweat, “Is that man a man or a woman?”

Huaibo didn’t even think about it, “Of course it’s a man.”

Peiyu’s body shook, her face pale, and she couldn’t say anything: “Male?”

Huaibo nodded and stood tall, “Of course, am I not a woman?”

Peiyu raised her head and stared at her for a long while, then suddenly pulled her head up and shook it, laying it across her neck, and asked coldly, “Who are you?”

“Huaibo” widened his eyes, “I, I…”

The sharp hairpin goes one step further.

He quickly took off the ghost mask and raised his hand: “Little Junior Sister, it’s me, it’s me! Don’t do it.”

Peiyu looked at Zhao Jianyi, thinking that he would listen to what he had just said. She was ashamed and angry, her eyes were full of tears, and she wanted to bury her head in the soil.

Without realizing it, Zhao Jianyi looked at the younger sister, and later realized that she was a little different tonight.

She had her long, supple hair draped behind her, her cheeks flushed and she was gorgeous.

He said: “Little Junior Sister, you are so good-looking tonight.” After speaking, he paused and asked curiously: “How do you know that I am a fake? The first time I missed playing as a master in so many years? Could it be…”

He recalled the conversation just now, he paused, and asked with a pale face, “Isn’t the Master not a woman?!”