On the way to Luoyang from Bashu, there is an inn in Shangyong County.

The green leaves brought hot water to Duanmu Jiexian and was about to cleanse his hands. When he walked to the door, he suddenly heard a "bang" sound from the room.

Ye Luye was stunned for a moment, and when he came to his senses, he was shocked. He immediately threw down the wooden basin and pushed the door open and entered: "Master!"

The person in the room fell on the bed for some reason and was reaching out to hold the edge of the bed and was about to get up.

The white clothes were covered with dust in the ground, and the whole body was trembling.

"Master!" The man in green clothes was frightened and immediately stepped forward to pick her up from the short couch. "Master, what are you?"

"War of a low voice" the man in white interrupted her and said in a low voice: "Close the door."

Ye Luye's complexion changed, and she carried her to the couch and leaned against her. She turned around and closed the door.

Mo Ran, who was worried about hearing the sound, saw it not far away, and stopped walking.

I stood outside the house for a long time, my eyes were a little bleak.

Then slowly leave.

The corners of the ink-colored clouds swayed and fell down. When they turned around, the gentle and elegant figure was silent and awkward.

Duanmu Jiexian's aura was unstable, and she looked at the direction of the door with her eyes pale face and her lips were tightly pursed.

“Master?!”

When Ye Luye turned around and saw blood stains on her lips. She must have bitten herself unconsciously, but she didn't realize it.

The man in white lowered his sleeves and covered his left hand as she approached her. "I just felt dizzy."

Ye Green Leaf stands in front of the bed, frowning between his eyebrows, and just says nothing.

"Lu'er"

"What did the master hide from Lu'er?"

Duanmuyi was stunned.

"Summer is always the most peaceful time for the master, because he doesn't have to be afraid of the cold and looks so good. Even if he is tired from the boat, he will never be like today." The voice was cold and stiff.

Duanmu was silent when he heard this.

Ye Luye said Leng Su: "Since your master doesn't say it, Lu'er will ask the master to come and see it for your master." After saying that, he turned around and left.

Duanmu sighed softly and called her. "Come back." His voice was low and dumb.

As Ye Green Leaf turned around, he saw blood dripping under her left sleeve hanging beside the bed.

"Master!" Ye Luye's face turned pale and immediately stepped forward to hold Duanmu's left hand.

My fingers were so hot that they shook.

The man in white also trembled all over his body, his palms trembled and curled up at the same time. In an instant, his white clothes were sweating, and his lips suddenly lost blood.

"Master's hand!" Ye Luye endured the burning sensation and held Duanmu's left hand and wanted to spread it apart, his face was anxious, terrifying and fearful. "How could it be so hot that ordinary people can bear this heat!"

The man in white said silently for a long time, but he still curled his left hand tightly, his eyebrows were cold and distant. "I have nothing to do, so you can retreat."

"Master!" How could Ye Luye hear him? He couldn't help but be furious. "Master is neither sincere nor asks his disciple to observe. Lu'er can only invite the master to come over!"

The man in white was tired and had a pale and cold face. He shook his head weakly when he heard this: "No."

"What are you thinking about?!" Ye Luye said coldly: "Why do you suddenly avoid Master? Master should know that Master has always been concerned about Master. On that day, Master Yunxiaoxueling was in danger. Master trekked in the snow and searched for him for more than ten days until he found Master and fainted in front of me and Xiaolan." The man in Green clothes spoke coldly and hard, and his voice was a bit firm: "Later, healed his master's injuries and never left him. Master should know that Master is deeply in love with Master and has no chance of harming Master."

The person on the bed couldn't help but feel pain in his eyes and said in a silence: "I know."

"Since the master knows it, why should he avoid Master Shuleng? Is it really just because Mei Shuying said that Master?"

The man in white looked sad and suddenly coughed, and then he heard another sound, a little silent, a little sad.

"Not that's true." Duanmu looked up at the empty space inside the house and said silently: "I just don't want to prove it."

Ye Green Frowns between his eyebrows: "What does Master want to prove?"

Duanmu Jiexian looked into the distance with blank eyes, and his voice became even quieter: "If he didn't know, he would do nothing, that would be fine."

The green leaves were even more puzzled, and they were about to ask again, but suddenly they saw the man in white look paler, his left hand suddenly shook, and a layer of cold sweat emerged from his forehead.

"Master?!" Ye Luye could no longer calm down, and shouted in a hurry: "What's going on with Master's left hand?!"

The man in white looked like snow, and his breath became more unstable. He knew that he could not avoid it, so he had to slowly let go of his five fingers.

But he still forced himself to whisper: "I'm fine."

Leaf green leaves drooped their eyes and looked at her hands.

Next, his face changed completely.

The room suddenly became quiet, and only the person on the bed was breathing quietly with pain and suppressed his voice.

The hand that Ye Green Leaf had not held Duanmu's palm was tightly held, gritting her teeth and making no sound.

In the candlelight, the white-clothed man's entire left hand was filled with blood, and the blood and flesh under it bulged like a yi, and the thin layer of skin floated above the flesh and blood like a transparent layer, and the muscles, bones, blood and flesh were all clear.

The leaves gritted their teeth and looked again. A blood-red insect suddenly lies in the middle of Duanmu's palm, just under the skin, and the flesh kept moving. And it was a silver needle pierced in the middle of its body, nailing the struggling insect firmly into the palm of the person in white.

The needle is more than an inch long and deep thorns between the muscles of Duanmu's metacarpal bones and muscles. Only half an inch left is left outside, and it almost penetrates the entire back of the hand.

"Master." The green-clothed man's heart was tugging, and he almost burst into tears while gritting his teeth. "Master"

The man in white clothes turned to a gentle face, shook his head very lightly, and said hoarsely: "A little more, it should be quiet, and it will be free to be a teacher."

Ye Luye held her hand and couldn't help but tremble. "Is this Yingshi Gu?"

Duanmu's eyes were silent, and there was a tiredness on his face that had not passed. He was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then he nodded his head very lightly: "This Gu is so important that he has to plant it." The voice trembled, and she said: "A Zi was sick from his body and had no mind, and had no human nature. Only this method."

This is the only way.

The face of the green leaves was cold and trembling. Suddenly, I couldn't say anything.

Outside the window, the moon is cold and the wind is cold, and the wind is cold and silent.

The candlelight shook lightly but saw the little insect slowly calming down in the palm of the person in white clothes. The bloody skin faded away from its bright redness, and the muscles, bones, blood and flesh slowly returned to normal, becoming cold white and slender.

At the same time, blood kept oozing out from the needle mouth, flowing all over the palms along the fingers, and dripping onto the bed beside the bed.

It's like a lotus blooming, and it's not too long.

The eyes of the green leaves were red, and they tilted their heads hard, and tears rolled out and slid down in an instant.

Master

Duanmu just looked at her, his face was pale and cold, but he couldn't help but feel a little warm. "It's okay to be a teacher."

The blood-blade scimitar was already at Ye Lan's face, and the man in purple suddenly shook his whole body.

It woke up as if the five consciousnesses were suddenly pricked by a needle and chisel. The scimitar of both arms retracted automatically under A Zi's arms like a spirit.

A Zi's mind was dizzy, and her body was like falling into chaos. In an instant, the five consciousnesses and five senses were lost. All the things around her were empty, and she could not hear or see clearly.

Ye Lan had a layer of cold sweat on her back. Seeing that she was slashing back the swords that were slashing towards her, she still felt horrified.

Suddenly, several black shadows pounced on him again, and the petite purple figure instinctively flew away, his face was stunned and his eyes were dull.

Ye Lan's eyes were fierce, her claws raised and waved several black shadows, chasing A Zi, and she wanted to retreat with her.

Guo Xiaoyu and his men not far away saw the man in black turning his back to the purple-clad man trying to attack the corpse Gu.

The black shadow approached again, and A Zi, who was still turbid in her mind, instinctively took action to attack the person.

Before Ye Lan could hit her claws, she suddenly felt her palm on her back, and blood was sprayed forward with a pale face.

The man in black turned around and looked at A Zi in disbelief.

The man in purple looked at him blankly, and his small body retreated, turned around quickly, and flew away without any nostalgia. Yi disappeared into the night in the backyard of the Poison Fort.

The corpse Gu man controlled by the flute did not stop and slashed at Ye Lan mercilessly.

The man in black staggered to the ground, and before he could avoid it, Yi instantly cut dozens of cold swords and long swords at him.

"Stop!" Guo Xiaoyu shouted suddenly.

Almost at the same time, the sound of the flute "whimpered" sharply, and all the corpse and Gu people stopped.

But there were still two weapons that had already been cut on Ye Lan's shoulders, and her clothes were stained with blood in an instant.

The qi and blood surging under Ye Lan's chest, and the palm power invaded from her back to the internal organs. The rest of her energy was still churning. Suddenly, her eyes were dark and she fell to the ground unexpectedly. She was no longer conscious.

In front of a stream three miles away from the Poison Castle, a petite purple figure fell down, and walked forward a few steps in a daze. Suddenly, he stood still and woke up. A Zi murmured, "Is anyone calling A Zi just now?"

"The Yingbo Gu is refined in the human brain. After it is refined and taken out, it will be connected to the person's body. It will feel pain. If you control the Yingbo Gu, it is equivalent to controlling the person. It is a thing that is often used by evil people in southern Xinjiang to control their subordinates. This Gu is vicious. Ordinary people can only keep it in the vessel. Why should the master keep it in his palm?"

In Shangyongjun Inn, the leaves of green leaves were wiped from Duanmu and wiped the blood on their hands carefully bandaged the wound on their left hand.

Duanmu looked at her for a moment, his eyes were empty and quiet, but it seemed that a glimmer of light flashed by.

"This Gu is slightly different from the ordinary body reflecting Gu. It will only wake up when A Zi loses her heart. She will have a magical disease like her. The palm is so hot. When the Gu insect wakes up and struggles, she will know that A Zi is different, so she can suppress it in time." The man in white paused and said softly: "It's just that."

Ye Luye still had tears on his face, and his eyebrows were tightly twisted as he lowered his head: "If this is the case, Master can know that this method is too dangerous. If the worm wakes up and the master is not ready to pierce with a silver needle, it will drill into the master's body from his palm. In this way, the master will have life worries!"

The man in white said indifferently: "The burning sensation is strong and it will not be unaware of it. Therefore, if you are a teacher, you can also use needles in time to stab the insect Gu in the palm of the green man. You don't have to worry too much."

The man in green clothes said in a silence: "Master is afraid that A Zi will kill innocent people when she is demonic, so she will take such risks?"

Duanmu Jiexian stared quietly for a while, and only said silently.

The man in white nodded with green leaves and looked slightly stunned, not realizing why. "Master?"

Duanmu Jiexian came back to his senses and said, "You can't tell Xiaolan about this matter." After a moment, Duanmu said, "You can't know with A Zi and Xiao'er."

After hearing this, Ye Luye frowned and said bluntly: "What Master said is not A Zi, but Yun Xiao is the person he cannot know the most."

Duanmu Jiexian said in a daze: "If A Zi and Xiao Lan know, their shape can be predicted by their masters, but Xiao Er, who is the teacher, only he feels that if he knows, his shape is unpredictable." After saying that, the man in white was stunned again.

It seemed that he suddenly realized that among the four disciples, this one was the strongest reaction to his own danger of injury and illness, and everything he did was unpredictable.
Chapter completed!