The night was silent, and everyone in the tent had fallen asleep. Sikong Xiao and the evil spirit sat side by side on the blanket. The two eyes that were equally dark as night showed a different awakeness.

The evil spirit looked at Sikong Xiao for nearly a few hours. During these hours, she didn't move, and didn't even blink her eyes. The evil spirit couldn't help but feel a little strange and asked, "Sikong Xiao, what are you thinking?"

Someone tilted his neck and said lazily: "I was wondering, should I go to the tent to get Han Zheng out and beat him..."

The evil spirit's eyes turned cold. Without saying a word, he reached out and lifted Sikong Xiao's skirt. Seeing the scratches on the slender ankles that were bruised and purple, he couldn't help but raise his voice, "Why didn't you say anything?"

Sikong Xiao was a little stunned by the roar. Before she could react, the evil spirit had already reached out to catch Sikong Xiao's foot on his legs. He looked up and glared at someone who was still stupid and took off Sikong Xiao's embroidered shoes at a glance.

The little white foot was suddenly held in the hand. Sikong Xiao subconsciously struggled, but was suppressed by the evil spirit.

babble?

Sikong Xiao was stunned for a second, and suddenly his eyes lit up. He reached out and pinched the handsome face of the person in front of him with lightning speed. The smooth touch stopped at his fingertips. Sikong Xiao's red and teddy mouth turned into an O-shaped shape, "Evil spirit, I actually touched you, do you have a physical body?"

The evil spirit nodded and said lightly, reached out and took out a bottle of medicinal wine from Sikong Xiao's storage ring, poured it on the palm of his hand, rubbed it on Sikong Xiao's feet.

"hiss…"

Sikong Xiao couldn't help but gasp in pain. The evil spirit raised his eyelids and said softly: "Hold on it."

"You really don't know how to be polite to the fragrance and jade..."

Looking at the evil spirit's handsome face that was so handsome that both humans and gods were angry, Sikong smiled and said coldly. Just as he was about to repeat another sentence, a violent and severe pain came without warning.

The eyes suddenly turned black and blood stained on his lips. Sikong Xiao was caught off guard.

It's Sister Huang, she was injured.

His eyebrows suddenly frowned, and glanced at the evil spirit who was still lowering his head to rub his ankles. Sikong wiped away the blood on his lips without any trace, and then moved his feet to break away from his hand, "Thank you, I'll ask that kid Chen Fu to change shifts. Come back to my sea of ​​consciousness and continue practicing! I didn't notice it just now, looking at your half-real and half-figure appearance, how can you go back to beat that ghost emperor away?!"

Looking at Sikong Xiao's heartless smile, the evil spirit clenched his fists and returned to Sikong Xiao's sea of ​​consciousness obediently.

When the evil spirit left, the smile on Sikong Xiao's lips was curled up. Looking at the direction of the Four Kingdoms Academy, I couldn't help but feel a little panicked. I felt the pain coming from my body. Sikong Xiao's eyes became deeper and raised his hand to take out the messenger to contact Sikong Huang.

“Dudu…Dudu…”

Tsk, no one answered?

Sikong Xiao frowned, turned his head and thought for a while, and stood up with some difficulty to go to Gu Yao's tent. There should be other ways for her to contact Sister Huang...

"Gu Yao, Gu Yao, wake up!"

When Gu Yao heard the sound, she immediately turned over and sat up. She saw Sikong Xiao's slightly heavy face in the moonlight and couldn't help but feel a little strange, "What's wrong with you?"

Sikong smiled and pursed his lips, swallowing the sensation that kept surging in his throat, "Help me contact Sister Huang, I can't contact her."

"Is something wrong?"

Gu Yao's expression changed, and she immediately sat up and took out a piece of talisman paper from the storage ring. Sikong Xiao saw the things on her hands and his eyes turned black. The corners of her mouth twitched and asked, "Is there any other way to contact me?"

"Your sister only gave me this one solution."

Well, Sikong Xiao's mouth twitched again, and he reached out to take the talisman paper handed over by Gu Yao, and studied it on the left and right for a while, "How do you use this thing?"

Now that Gu Yao is speechless, you won’t even use it, you still dislike it?!

"Just write what you want to say with a pen on paper."

Sikong laughed, took Gu Yao's hand over the pen, held the pen for a while, then hurriedly put it down, and after finishing writing, hesitated to Gu Yao again.

Seeing a few words on the paper, Gu Yao looked at Sikong Xiao for no reason, then condensed his spiritual power and penetrated the talisman paper. After a while, the talisman paper turned into a paper crane that looked weak. The paper crane circled Sikong Xiao for a while before flew out with its fragile wings.

"Can this thing go to Sister Huang's side?"

Sikong Xiao expressed doubts about this paper crane that looked unreliable. Gu Yao only rolled his eyes to Sikong Xiao when he heard this. He was too lazy to answer and planned to continue lying down to sleep. But at this moment, Sikong Xiao in front of him suddenly changed into a serious expression. She spoke to herself: "Xiao Bibi, I want to ask you one thing. This matter is related to my life, it all depends on you."

Gu Yao was stunned, looked at Sikong Xiao's serious little face, and nodded in refusal.

*

Hade

At this moment, the dark side was as chaotic as a honeycomb. Zhang Feng carried Sikong Huang to the bed, and the two maids standing beside him immediately put down the gauze tent.

Through the veil, Zhang Feng stared at the beautiful face that everyone was obsessed with but always out of reach. The clear and cold fragrance remained. He knew that his heart was at this point...

Li Feng brought a white-bearded alchemist and shouted in a silence: "If you can't save your master, you will understand your fate."

The white-bearded alchemist was already shivering. At this moment, when he heard Li Feng's words, he even raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead, "I must do my best."

The maid gently lifted Sikong Huang's white wrist out of the gauze tent. The white-bearded Dan master took out a thin gauze scarf from the medicine box and covered it on the slender snow wrist. Then he put his hand on tremblingly.

Zhang Feng and Li Feng held their breath. The white-bearded alchemist took his pulse for nearly a quarter of an hour, and a trace of doubt flashed through his eyes from time to time. Seeing this, Zhang Feng spoke anxiously: "Alchemist, how is Miss Huang's injury?"

The white-bearded alchemist took back his hand, stood up and kept stroking his beard, looking very nervous. After a while, he said in surprise: "How strange! How strange! I have never seen such a strange pulse until now!"

Li Feng grabbed the white-bearded alchemist's collar and scolded with a dark face: "Speak to me!"

"But Miss Huang is seriously injured?"

"No!"

The white-bearded alchemist shook his head, "It's true that the injuries on the head of the family were very serious at first, but for some reason, when I was taking my pulse, the injuries on the head of the family disappeared at an extremely fast speed."

"disappear?"

Zhang Feng's face froze. When he heard the alchemist's words, the people below suddenly became chaotic. The room was filled with the sounds of maids whispering.

Li Feng frowned and was about to scold him, but a dazzling light suddenly burst out after the gauze tent. The light disappeared as soon as it was released, and everyone changed color. Before he could come back to his senses, Sikong Huang, who was behind the gauze tent, suddenly opened his eyes. The next second she turned over and sat up, squinted her eyes as if she was exploring the injuries inside her body.
Chapter completed!