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She had been in the Rating Palace for more than three hundred years, but this old man had never treated her this way. He actually forbade her from speaking!

Supreme Celestial stared at her, watering her while looking straight into her eyes.

He could only say that the older the better. How could the little skill of Tan Wuhuan compare to the most formidable deity in the Immortal World?

The celestial sovereign stopped his movements after pouring the water in, looked at her seriously, and then at the purple petal that had dried up. He casually waved his hand, and Qin Wuhuan's forbidden technique was removed.

"Celestial sovereign, you …"

In the end, the Grand Celestial Lord glanced at her, but she did not dare to speak anymore, as if she was listening to what he had to say.

Supreme Celestial looked into her bright eyes and silently sighed.

"Who allowed you to use spiritual energy?"

When the Supreme Celestial asked this question, Tan Wuhuan originally had a lot of words to say. However, due to the silence and anger on the old man's face, she immediately replied honestly.

"Aren't I supposed to complete the mission you gave me? If I don't save him, when I go down, he'll die. "

"Those poisons are not without cure. All living things in this world are at loggerheads. You …"

"Old man, are you feeling sorry for me?"

Qin Wuhuan uttered a sentence, interrupting the Supreme Celestial Sovereign. In the end, the old man decisively turned his back on her and left.

Oh, is this shyness?

The old man's heart ached for her. It seemed that there was a high possibility that she would be promoted to the exalted Immortal Realm in the future.

However, she discovered that the happier she was, the more her mind would flash with the figure that had just left her. Desolation …

At that moment, the smile on her face disappeared as she spoke in a soft voice.

"Old man, I'm sorry, I'm also sick, I can't just stand by and watch him die. Spending a bit of spiritual energy to help him pass his tribulation is also considered a virtue, don't be angry, he …" Is he all right now? "

Supreme Celestial's body paused for a moment. In the next instant, he turned around to look at her and touched her purple petal.

It was only at this moment that Qin Wuhuan discovered that this purple petal did not have any more light. It was completely out of place with the other petals.

"Celestial sovereign?"

Qin Wuhuan could not help but respectfully call out the absent-minded old man's head.

Why did the old man become so indecisive after coming back this time? Also, did that beautiful girl really recognize the old man's head, the old man's demon?

Only at this moment did Tan Wuhuan start to ponder in fear. This must be the ancestor of the demon race!

"Wu Huan."

"En..." Ah? Here! "He's here!"

Although the old man had a heavy expression on his face, he did not dare to say anything further.

"Old man, what's the matter? Don't put on a dark face. You're already frightening old enough, don't be like this."

The old man looked at her and spoke in an indifferent tone.

"Are you willing to continue helping him overcome his tribulation?"

"I do!" Isn't this nonsense?

No, why would she be so willing now? Clearly, he was exhausted to the point that he even had demons entangling him. However... Qin Wuhuan was a little confused.

Ji Lingxiao was very good to him?

That's right, Ji Lingxiao was the only one besides the old man who treated him the best.

Qin Wuhuan thought this to himself, but the old man continued.

"Would you still be willing to die because of it?"

The tone of her voice had clearly turned colder by quite a bit. Qin Wuhuan wanted to use such a extreme method to force me to look at the old man's head.

Qin Wuhuan didn't reply in time, but the old man was still looking at her, waiting for her reply.

"Old man, if I say no, will you kick me out of the palace?"

"Nope."

"That's good, that's good …"

The old man immediately picked up on her words.

"So you don't want to?"

"No!" This... No, I... This old man's words are a bit too serious, how can I say that I'll die just like that? I'm still waiting to become an immortal, isn't that just a tribulation?

Qin Wuhuan felt that this old man was simply too muddle-headed. Just as she was about to speak, the old man waved his sleeves, and a scene appeared before her.

That scene was too disturbing. In just an instant, the entire room lit up with a bright glow.

Qin Wuhuan's soul was frozen in place, her entire body felt numb, just like when Ji Lingxiao was injured.

The old man turned his head away, not paying attention to the scene in front of him.

Observing the scene of the man drinking crazily in April.

He was drunk.

In the past, when they slept in the same bed, Tan Wuqin had said that the smell of alcohol was not good. Afterwards, he rarely drank alcohol, and even when he drank alcohol, he would take a hot bath, repeatedly dilute the smell of alcohol before going to bed and carrying her to sleep …

In the video screen …

Ji Lingxiao looked towards the southwest. That was the direction of the back mountain, and that was where she had left.

"Have you been well for two years?"

As he mumbled to himself, the Tan Wu Huan who was outside the screen was startled, as she turned her head towards the old man with a stiff expression.

She … She's been in a coma for two years? That means she's been sleeping in the Palace for two days?

I'll go …

At that moment, Tan Wuhuan's soul felt empty. She had clearly thought of going back to visit him, but she had only slept for a short while, and it had already been two years?

The man in the painting would occasionally drink wine or draw pictures, and the pieces of paper on the ground.

Her face, her name.

On the stone table, there were two roasted chickens. They were the things that Tan Wuhuan loved to eat the most, but they did not move in the slightest.

"Old... "Old man, please let me down to see him. He's going to die of drunkenness."

Qin Wuhuan could not stand to watch any longer. That frame was too eye-catching, she could not help but anxiously call out.

Upon hearing her call, Supreme Celestial turned around and flung his sleeves again. Ji Lingxiao disappeared along with the image. Tan Wuhuan couldn't bear to watch any longer, so it only took a few more glances for nothing.

"Old man, I'm going to visit him. It's been two years, why have I been sleeping for so long? I don't feel like I've slept for so long."

The old man's face darkened at her words.

"Wu Huan, if you had come back half a day later, let alone two days, I'm afraid you wouldn't even be able to wake up in a hundred years. Do you know?"

The old man did not look like he was joking. Tan Wuhuan was completely stunned by his words.

"I... Am I really that badly hurt? "

That blood was transformed from your spirit energy, and that body was also formed from your flower leaves. Yet you acted so recklessly, and even if I said I could leave your body for three days at most, the amount of time I have left your body would not even be enough for you!

"…"

The Grand Immortals reprimanded her, but Tan Wuhuan acted like a young wife, not daring to say a word.

How could she have known the consequences would be so serious?

"Then... What do we do now? I have to go and see him. If he drinks like this again, how will he survive for six? "