Where there is no senior alchemist, you can't even detoxify ordinary poisons.
Lin Ziyi wanted to put Wenxian back and lie down. As soon as he moved, Wenxian's hand grasped his arm tightly, "don't, don't leave me."
As he spoke, tears rustled down. Lin Ziyi looked at him and was quite surprised. He, what is he doing now? He actually held a woman in his arms, and the woman still held him tightly.
Mother, Lin Ziyi quickly tried to take Wen Xian's hand away, but unconsciously, she seemed to grasp the last straw and refused to let Lin Ziyi go.
After trying several times, Lin Ziyi sighed helplessly. Since Wen Xian grabbed his hand, he slept steadily, didn't talk and fear, and leaned quietly on him.
Lin Ziyi felt that he was sitting still in the face of such a beautiful woman. He suddenly felt that he had a problem?
But
He looked at Wen Xian so weak, how could he have a feeling of heartache.
Why?
Is it because you feel pathetic?
Lin Ziyi nodded selfishly. It must be so.
In the latter half of the night, Lin Ziyi was really unable to hold on. He tried to take Wen Xian's hand away, but Wen Xian still held his hand tightly.
Lin Ziyi smiled. He always depends on his mother. His mother is not here. He depends on his brother. His brother is not here. He depends on the elders. No one has ever relied on him like this.
Lin Ziyi suddenly had this idea in his heart. He suddenly felt that he had grown up in this circular dependence over the years. He had never lived with his brother like Wen Xian since childhood.
Once betrayed, it became a fatal blow.
On this thought, he found that he had been really happy these years. Even if he closed himself for five years, he was actually living in happiness.
Every time my brother comes back, separated by a wall, he will go to tell him about things outside. My sister will lie by the door and wait for him. Her shining big eyes are very cute.
Dad would occasionally tell him about his mother's symptoms. Although he was alone, there were still so many people who loved him.
Lin Ziyi suddenly smiled. Maybe he didn't experience some things. Without comparison, the heart lamp in his heart is really difficult to light up. He can never taste the true meaning of life.
Lin Ziyi thought so and fell asleep.
When I wake up naturally after sleep, I open my eyes. I feel a little uncomfortable and half of my body is sore.
When he saw everything in the room, he remembered in a trance that he was still in the space.
He lowered his head and looked at Wen Xian. He had let go of his hand, but he was still lying in his arms, sleeping quietly. His face was no longer crimson yesterday, but became as pale as paper.
Lin Ziyi was surprised. He immediately put her down and felt her pulse. At a glance, he frowned. The poison had been relieved a lot yesterday. How did it recur today?
He immediately took out a bottle of Amethyst liquid and fed it to Wen Xian.
After Wen Xian ate the liquid for a while, Lin Ziyi felt his pulse again and found that the poison in Wen Xian's body had been stabilized.
He was relieved. Then he got up and went to wash. After washing, he called a spring again and wiped Wen Xian's face and hands.
Looking at the blood stains on her arm, he was already black. At the thought that this was his usual bed, he didn't like it.
He was thoughtful and felt that Wen Xian's height was about the same as his mother's. He got up and walked to the wardrobe.
He took a set of white clothes prepared for his mother. Lin Ziyi turned back, closed his eyes and changed Wen Xian's clothes with great effort.
Watching her put on clean clothes, he finally relaxed a lot.
After the poison in her body stabilized, Lin Ziyi went to the study to find a way to save Wen Xian.
Xiling Zun!
Reminiscence Pavilion.
Lin Zichen and Wuhuan came to remember the past Pavilion early in the morning.
Yesterday, they did not kill Meiji, but arrested Meiji and locked her up.
Lin Zichen came here today to see Meiji's past with the power of charm. Will it have anything to do with Yan Xiaohan?
On the wide chair, the hollowed out Kirin is carved very delicately, and the little gold shoes are not taken off. The whole person sits on the chair, waiting for Lin Ziyi and his sister with a worried face.
Lin Zichen and Wuhuan came. He didn't bother to move and didn't look at them.
Wu Huan looked at little Jin, who was not as attentive as usual. He smiled and walked over and asked, "silly disciple, what do you think of alone?"
Little gold looked up at him slowly, with a faint tone, "master, I'm thinking about our Lord."
Wu Huan took a sharp blow from the corners of his mouth when he heard this.
Think of his master. His master seems to be a man.
Wuhuan looked at Xiaojin with a worried face. "Xiaojin, your master will be fine. You don't have to worry. I taught you the alchemy technique yesterday. You're going to review the process today."
Hearing this, little Jin quickly raised his eyes and looked at him with a reluctant face. "Master, can you teach me something else? A spirit who can't even light a fire can refine pills?"
Master didn't open the pot. He wasn't the material for alchemy at all. He wondered if he had made a mistake.
Wu Huan felt reasonable when he heard this. He taught a waste man who could not even ignite a fire to be an alchemist. It must be that he knelt on the washboard recently and had a problem kneeling his head.
He shook his head slightly and looked back at Lin Zichen. "Chen Er, I think the child will be fine for a while and a half. Let him be quiet here alone."
Lin Zichen nodded and said, "let's go to the dungeon first."
"Hmm!" Wu Huan replied, reaching out and rubbing little Jin's head. "Silly disciple, don't be too sad. Your master knows you're thinking about him. It's your master who should be sad." Wu Huan said, and followed Lin Zichen to the dungeon.
Little gold: "
He looked at Wu Huan's back and was quite puzzled.
He wanted to ask, master, what are you thinking?
"Alas!" he sighed and sat depressed.
……
In the dungeon.
The light was dim. As soon as he went in, the wet delicious food came to his face. Lin Zichen frowned unhappily.
Wu Huan looked unhappy and took out the night pearl to illuminate, "Chen Er, just let the Deacon take it out for interrogation. You have to come here to be abused."
Lin Zichen said in a deep voice, "she is a strange spirit. I don't trust you. If you escape halfway, the consequences will be very serious."
Wuhuan knew that he had always been cautious, but he didn't expect to be so cautious.
Meiji is tied to the stone wall by a black iron chain. Even if she has great ability, she can't fly.
Meiji was locked with psychic power, and the whole person shivered with cold. When she saw Lin Zichen and Wuhuan coming in, she was filled with anger at the bottom of her eyes and full of love, "demon king, you have the seed to kill me. When the big husband works, what kind of man are you holding me in this way, a weak woman?"
Lin Zichen glanced at her and didn't speak.
He went directly to Meiji. Just now, Meiji, with a frantic face, was scared to stick tightly to the stone wall and looked at Lin Zichen with a defensive face.
"You, what do you want to do? Meiji looked at Lin Zichen tremblingly.
Lin Zichen's black eyes suddenly turned into red eyes. He looked directly at Meiji. Meiji looked at his red eyes. The whole person instantly fell into a bottomless abyss. She wanted to struggle, but she had no strength to struggle out.
Lin Zichen starts the power of charm and looks at the past of Meiji.
Every time he looks at other people's past, his mood is very complex. Some of those unknown secrets he doesn't want to see all his life.
Gradually, Meiji's life appeared in his eyes.
There's nothing wrong with Meiji being a cold moon clan.
She was taken away for training since she was a child, and the person who took her away was Yan Jiaojiao. Together, they had many children. They were collectively trained together since childhood. They trained day and night, just like people without any feelings, like walking corpses. As long as they can graduate, they will be sent out to perform tasks.
Ganniang, the woman he once called ganniang, has become so inhuman.
Uncle Wuhuan is right. They have raised their troops into the Buwei sea, and there are a large number of Warcraft. With their speed day and night, they will soon come to the temple.
Lin Zichen can clearly see where they have gone and what they have done.
This Meiji has been hiding near them all these years, monitoring their family's every move.
The letters sent by their brothers to Wuling mainland were intercepted by Meiji and handed over to Yan Jiaojiao.
After reading it, Yan Jiaojiao just smiled coldly and turned the letter into ashes.
His letter with Yi'er was like this.
Lin Zichen quickly takes back the power of charm. Meiji has no spiritual power and can't bear the power of charm. When Lin Zichen takes back the power of charm, she has no breath.
Wu Huan looked at Meiji in surprise, "er... Is it dead?"
"Well!" Lin Zichen nodded slightly, "this way of death is a relief for her. If she doesn't complete the task this time, she will be killed when she goes back."
"Ah... Is it so cruel?" Wuhuan was a little surprised. If he couldn't finish the task, he would kill him. Is Lengyue really such a cow?
Lin Zichen turned and looked at him, "Uncle Wuhuan, Yan Jiaojiao's army and Warcraft corps have passed the sea. I plan to stop them near the sea. The army will rectify for three days, and we will set out immediately. If they step near the temple, they will be killed and injured, and blood will flow into a river."
Wu Huan immediately raised his hands in favor of this.
"Chen'er, that's very good. I'll discuss it with the other three generals. What should I do?"
"Hmm!" Lin Zichen nodded, and they got out of the dungeon.
Lin Zichen wondered how Yan Jiaojiao knew the existence of the Wen family.
The Wen family had been hidden for a hundred years, and even their mother had never bothered them, but Yan Jiaojiao broke the peace.
Lin Ziyi sat in his study day and night. At night, he had read most of the books in his study.
"Ha ha..." he suddenly smiled excitedly with a haggard face.