C16

The old man raised his bony and skinny hand, as if he wanted to touch Leng Muxue's tear-stained face, but his action seemed to be consuming all of his strength. The old man's hand suddenly drooped down, and blood came out from his mouth.

Seeing that Blackstone had lost, the pavilion man jumped on his horse, his eyes as cold as a snake's. "Kid! If you have the ability, say your name! "

"Nie Xinghe."

Nie Xinghe initially did not want the people from the pavilion to leave, but just as he was about to attack, his right arm twitched, and then he lost consciousness. Nie Xinghe knew that the turbid Qi in his body had already spread outwards, so he could only watch as the platform left.

Tears fell onto the dark green leaves, and Leng Muxue squeezed out a twisted smile, which looked a little crazy, "Grandfather, there are a lot of herbs here, if you tell me what to do, I will definitely have a way … … There must be a way! "

The old man looked at Nie Xinghe at the side as if he had something to say. Nie Xinghe bent down and pressed his ear against the old man's mouth, the old man said weakly: "Hero, I'll leave Mu Xue to you."

With that, the old man closed his eyes forever.

"Grandfather?" Grandpa! I don't want you to leave me! "

Leng Muxue laid on the old man's body and cried out. The surrounding villagers all lowered their heads with sad expressions, some of them even couldn't hold back their tears.

Leng Muxue suddenly pushed Nie Xinghe away with force, his red and swollen eyes were filled with rage: "Why, you are obviously so strong, why didn't you save him! "It's all your fault, it's all your fault for causing my grandfather's death. Return him to me, return him to me …"

Leng Muxue choked with sobs, her voice grew softer and softer as she spoke. Her weak fist repeatedly struck Nie Xinghe's chest, but her strength was getting weaker and weaker.

Nie Xinghe wanted to hug Leng Muxue's twitching body, but his heart suddenly felt like it was being cut by a blade, the temperature of her body suddenly rose, his internal organs felt like they were being roasted, Nie Xinghe started coughing violently, something seemed to be stuck in his throat, he was unable to breathe, Nie Xinghe's change shocked Leng Muxue, Nie Xinghe grabbed onto his chest, his eyes were bloodshot, his heart was beating extremely quickly.

"Ai, how could I get such a disciple? The foul air assaulted their hearts, making it difficult for them to save him. However … Who asked me to be your master? "

Hierarch Blackheaven helplessly sighed.

Nie Xinghe seemed to have been dreaming for a very long time. In his dreams, he saw the young Leng Muxue again, who had coiled her hair on top of her head, making him look like a handsome teenager. In Leng Muxue's hand, he held onto Sugar Man, his favorite food.

A trace of reluctance was revealed between his brows.

"Why did you cut your hair?"

Nie Xinghe asked casually.

Leng Muxue lowered her head and licked the sugar figurine, saying softly, "If a woman cultivates, isn't her hair a big hindrance? I think those female cultivators have short hair. "

"AHH!" Really? Then can I keep it? "

Nie Xinghe reached out his hand towards Leng Muxue, but Leng Muxue's face gradually disappeared as her innocent smile became unclear.

"No!"

Nie Xinghe woke up from his stupor and sweated profusely. He was lying on the bed again, just that the oil lamp had just burnt out and there was still black smoke emitting from the wick of the lamp. His surroundings turned dim, when a head glowing in white light appeared in front of him.

"What for? It's like I've seen a ghost.

Senior Mystic One snappily replied.

Nie Xinghe took a closer look and realized that it really was Senior Elder Xuan, "Master, why is there only one head left of you, I really thought I saw a ghost."

"Shut up!"

Hierarch Profound Sky approached Nie Xinghe, anger and helplessness mixed within his unusual eyes. "If it wasn't for me saving you, would I have used up my primordial spirit? But now, you've come back to life, and I'm about to die! If this continues, this old man's life will sooner or later be lost to you! "

When Nie Xinghe sat up, the abnormality in his body had disappeared and his seven meridians was still present. He bowed deeply towards Senior Sister Xuan Tian, and then asked: "Thank you very much for saving my life! I just don't know how I can recover Master's primordial spirit. "

Senior Blackie smiled, "At least you have some conscience. However, to truly recover your Primordial Spirit, you need an even stronger soul force. The best way to recover it is to absorb the pure energy from your meridians, using your meridians as a medium to create a corporeal form. We'll talk about this later. In any case, she won't be dead anytime soon. Since that girl is here, I'll leave first. "

Hierarch Blackheaven disappeared into thin air, and not long later, the door opened again and Nie Xinghe recognized the person in the darkness. It was Leng Muxue, who came in with a bucket of cold water, and saw that Nie Xinghe had woken up, and did not dare look him in the eye.

Leng Muxue's eyes were still red and there seemed to be a layer of shadow on her face that could not be removed.

The two of them were silent for a long time, and the atmosphere was extremely solemn. Nie Xinghe was the first to break the silence, and asked softly: "Grandfather, he …"

"It's already been buried."

"Sorry, if I had …"

Leng Muxue shook her head, and laughed with great difficulty: "I know you have already done your best, you risked your life to save me, and yet I blame you. I should be the one who should apologise."

Maybe it was his misconception, but Nie Xinghe somehow felt that Leng Muxue seemed to be a completely different person.

Perhaps it was because he had gone through a life and death experience that Leng Muxue's temperament had undergone a huge change. Now that the only family member who had accompanied him for so many years had left, Nie Xinghe could understand how extremely sorrowful and sorrowful he was. It was like like a small boat that had someone to rely on in the raging waves of the ocean, suddenly floating alone towards the vast ocean.

Leng Muxue bit her lower lip, but couldn't help but tear up.

Warm tears dripped onto the back of her hand. Leng Muxue only felt that today, she seemed to be about to drain all the tears in her life.

Nie Xinghe was still the same as before, he still could not find the answer to this question.

Nie Xinghe did not want to admit it, but it was the truth.

"I... Can I follow you? "

After Leng Muxue wiped her tears, she looked at Nie Xinghe with a determined expression, "I want to become strong and help the weak. Before my grandfather died, he entrusted me to you, and in this lifetime, I will follow you. "

Why are we together again?