Chapter 77 77 She and the puppet can’t go on like this.

Su Xiaoyuan felt the body in her arms getting colder and colder, her teeth chattering with cold. She was at a loss and could only take off her coat to cover him and hug him tightly.

When Xiao Wuxin arrived, he saw his sister, clad only in a thin white tunic, her hair disheveled, her eyes and nose red, clutching the puppet in a daze. Upon seeing her, she tilted her lotus-like, pale face upwards and tearfully called out, "Sister Xiao." Then, choking with sobs, she lost her voice. Two strings of tears rolled down her face, round and round like dewdrops on a lotus leaf.

She looks just like a beautiful young widow who just lost her husband.

Xiao Wuxin's heart melted when she saw this. If her junior sister wasn't in danger, she would have held her in her arms and spoken sweetly to her with care.

"Don't cry, Xiaoyuan, your puppet will be fine," she reassured him. "Let's move him to the Wing Boat first. We'll go to Mu Qing's shop. I'll check his meridians and formations on the way."

Su Xiaoyuan thanked him repeatedly, carefully placed the puppet flat on the ground, squeezed his hand, and ran back to the house to get the wing boat.

When she entered the room, Xiao Wuxin shot a wisp of spiritual consciousness into the puppet's brow, intending to investigate. However, before he could retract it, it was shattered into pieces by the violent gale inside.

She was secretly alarmed and quickly sent a message to her second senior brother using a secret voice: "Junior brother, the spiritual energy in your meridians is running wild. It's a mess. The situation is more serious than we imagined."

Second Senior Brother said, "First, seal his spiritual veins, then calm his spirit with the Purple Palace Seal. Once he's stable, use the method I taught you earlier to treat him. I've already passed on the elixir. If you have any questions, feel free to ask me."

Xiao Wuxin quickly followed his senior brother's instructions, sealing his spiritual veins and calming his soul. He then wiped the sweat from his forehead, "Junior brother's soul is so strong. Even if he's been injured, shifting souls frequently, and suffering from the backlash of the Ruthless Dao, he shouldn't be like this. Is there something else we don't know?"

Second Senior Brother pondered for a moment: "Before Master passed away, he summoned Senior Sister and me to his cave abode and gave him some instructions regarding Junior Junior Brother."

After a pause, he said, "It seems there's something else going on inside Junior Brother's body. Master hasn't explained it in detail, but it's probably related to the battle they fought deep into the Chaos Realm five years ago."

Xiao Wuxin was startled: [Could it be a monster?]

Second Senior Brother: [The Demon Lord is dead. With my level of cultivation, there's no demon I can't kill with one sword. And if I need to suppress it within my body, it's probably something much more troublesome than that.]

By this time, Su Xiaoyuan had already retrieved the Wing Boat and unfolded it above the courtyard. Xiao Wuxin then cut off the communication, cast a spell, and moved the puppet onto the Wing Boat, laying it flat on the bed.

Su Xiaoyuan stood outside the cabin, anxiously waiting for Xiao Wuxin to check the puppet formation.

She really wanted to go in and accompany him, but she was afraid of disturbing Sister Xiao's work, so she could only pace back and forth on the deck, standing on tiptoe to peek inside the door from time to time.

Xiao Wuxin sent another wisp of spiritual consciousness into his junior brother's meridians.

Unexpectedly, the spiritual power inside has stabilized.

She tried to unseal several meridians and found that the spiritual energy was flowing smoothly inside. She then unsealed other meridians and removed the Purple Palace Seal that was suppressing her soul.

Before she used the method taught by her second senior brother, his spiritual energy was already flowing in her meridians, nourishing and repairing her injured soul. There was a peaceful atmosphere in her spiritual palace, and even the broken pillars in the puppet formation were gradually repairing.

Xiao Wuxin didn't understand what was going on, so he could only send a secret message to ask for help from his second senior brother.

The second brother said: "You should use the method I taught you. It's always better than nothing. It can speed up the repair process."

Xiao Wuxin: [It was like a madman just now, how come it suddenly calmed down?]

The second brother was also puzzled, scratching his head and thinking for a moment: [The backlash from the younger brother this time was due to Miss Su, and the sudden calming down was probably also due to Miss Su.]

Xiao Wuxin knew his junior brother was fine, and he couldn't help but feel a bit gloating: [What kind of innate ruthlessness? He's fallen flat on his face, and he's fallen harder than anyone else.]

Second Senior Brother: [Junior Brother, you were lucky enough to avoid disaster this time, but that might not be the case next time. The backlash from the ruthless path can be severe or minor. Fortunately, you previously entered the innate ruthless path, so it didn't take much effort, and the debt you have to repay is lighter.]

He sighed: "In his situation, I'm most afraid of our relationship fluctuating. Only by forming a Dao Companionship as soon as possible can I stabilize his spirit and slowly repay his debt to the Ruthless Dao."

Xiao Wuxin also sighed: "Miss Su really likes this puppet, but I can't say much about him."

Second Senior Brother: [When is Junior Brother expected to wake up?]

Xiao Wuxin: [Judging from the speed at which his meridians are repairing, he should be able to wake up in two or three days.]

Second Brother: [When he wakes up, remind him a few things. He's in a state of mental instability, so he should keep his distance from Miss Su for now, lest his emotional fluctuations backfire.]

Xiao Wuxin smiled bitterly: [That only works if he listens to it.]

The second brother was speechless.

Xiao Wuxin ended the call and walked outside. The girl immediately came to meet him, the worry and anxiety in her eyes unconcealed. "Sister Xiao, how is he?"

Xiao Wuxin gently placed his hand on her shoulder: "Don't worry, Sister Xiaoyuan, your puppet is fine, it's just... there was a small mistake."

Su Xiaoyuan had been feeling tense, but after hearing these words, her legs softened and her nose felt sore. She thanked him repeatedly and asked, "When will he wake up?"

Xiao Wuxin gave a conservative answer: "It will take about three days to repair it. Let him sleep until then."

Su Xiaoyuan asked cautiously, "Is it because of the new kidney?"

Xiao Wuxin scratched his cheek: "I guess so... somewhat related."

It is true!

Su Xiaoyuan felt guilty and regretful: "It's all my fault for asking him to help me detoxify..."

"How can I blame you, sister?" Xiao Wuxin hurriedly comforted her, "This matter has little to do with detoxification... Once he recovers, he can still help you detoxify normally."

Su Xiaoyuan shook her head firmly: "No need, he is not that kind of puppet."

Xiao Wuxin thought that once he wakes up, it will not be up to you.

"Sister Xiaoyuan is tired too. She has classes tomorrow morning, right? I'll help you send him to Mu Qing's store," she said.

Su Xiaoyuan: "I'll go with you. If it's convenient for the Immortal Lord, I'll stay with him in the store tonight... I'll take the wing boat back to class tomorrow morning."

Xiao Wuxin tried to persuade her a few times, but seeing that she had made up her mind, he let her go.

After getting off the boat, Su Xiaoyuan simply packed some spare clothes, toiletries, and textbooks for the next day's classes, and went to the city.

After arriving, Mu Qing went on board to examine the puppet and came to a conclusion similar to Xiao Wuxin's. Su Xiaoyuan finally felt a little relieved.

The empty room in the shop was too small, so Su Xiaoyuan and the puppet spent the night on the wing boat.

The night passed peacefully. The next morning, Xiao Wuxin took Su Xiaoyuan to Yunyu Sect in a wing boat and then brought the puppet back to the city.

Su Xiaoyuan was worried about the puppet and was absent-minded in class all morning.

The only thing worth being happy about is that Ruan Mianmian finally returned from Qishan.

I haven't seen my best friend for several days, so of course I have a lot to talk about. It just so happens that after Elder Liu turned into a loach, the Hehuan Gong method class has been taught by the inner sect brothers and sisters in turn. The discipline is loose, and no one cares if I chat casually.

Ruan Mianmian vividly recounted her experiences along the way, then lightly mentioned Song Jinshu's punishment: "Originally, the Song family wanted to take his spiritual roots, but his grandmother pleaded for him, saying that it was a relapse of an old injury that day, not his grandson's assault. His spiritual roots were saved, but his cultivation and meridians were completely destroyed. Even if he used natural treasures for a hundred years, it would be difficult to restore them to their original state. His path to the Tao is ruined."

Su Xiaoyuan knew that she was also feeling bad, so she changed the subject and told her the news in the sect in recent days.

"By the way, where is your puppet heart?" Ruan Mianmian asked.

"Go and repair it..." Su Xiaoyuan's heart sank when she mentioned this.

"Still repairing it?" Ruan Mianmian was surprised. "How long has it been repairing it?"

"It was originally repaired, but it broke again accidentally..."

"That's no wonder. A transplanted kidney is always inferior to the original one," Ruan Mianmian said. "What about your practice? You have an exam soon. Why don't you buy another one? You're not short of money anyway."

"That's impossible!" Su Xiaoyuan blurted out.

Ruan Mianmian squinted and said, "Why not? Even if your Taoist partner is not able to do it, you can still end the contract. Are you still going to be a widow for a puppet?"

Su Xiaoyuan knew her best friend was teasing her: "Xie Kaishan!"

"I know it's your precious treasure," Ruan Mianmian took out a long narrow box from her Qiankun bag, "Here, it's what you asked me to find."

Su Xiaoyuan just remembered this.

On their way to Qishan, they would pass by Tianbingmen, and the leader of Tianbingmen and the head of Xie family were old friends, so Su Xiaoyuan asked her best friend to help her choose a good sword.

Of course it was chosen for the puppeteer.

"This is a treasure forged by their fourteenth-generation sect leader, ranked seventh among the ten greatest swords of the time. The swords before that are all privately kept by powerful figures. It wouldn't be a shame to give it to your husband as his natal sword. You're so generous to your sweetheart! Aren't you afraid your husband will get jealous?"

Ever since she gave the three black tablets to her best friend and asked her to find a sword and said there was no upper limit on the budget, Kaishan added the suffix "sweetheart" or "little lover" to her puppet.

Su Xiaoyuan's cheeks flushed. "Since you helped me find the sword, I won't pinch you. How many spirit stones?"

"Eight million," Ruan Mianmian said, "A deposit of three million has already been paid. With my mother as guarantor, I'll bring the sword back to you first. You can pay the rest within six months."

If you don't have any connections to buy this famous sword, there's nowhere to buy it even if you have spirit stones. Eight million is a fair price.

Ever since she saw the puppet swinging the sword, she had this idea.

Anyway, she had no shortage of money, so why not give him the best within her means? In her heart, he was worthy of the best sword.

Su Xiaoyuan thought she would have to wait for a long time, but she didn't expect her best friend to be so reliable and bring it back for her directly.

She put the sword case into her Qiankun bag, thanked her best friend solemnly, massaged her shoulders and back, and let her massage her face.

After school, she took her newly acquired sword and went to the sect to take a boat to Mu Qing's shop.

Fu Tingyun was still sleeping on the wing boat. Su Xiaoyuan walked into the cabin, sat beside his bed, touched his forehead, and then touched his hands. They were not as cold as last night, but still very cold.

After all, puppets are not real people. Once they are "dormant", there is no sign of life. Their skin is an inorganic white, and their lips are so light that they almost blend into their complexion.

Although she knew that he would be fine, Su Xiaoyuan still had the illusion that he would never wake up again.

"I have a gift for you, Fu Tingyun," she took out the sword case from her Qiankun bag, placed it beside his pillow, and whispered, "Guess what it is?"

"You definitely won't guess. I won't tell you now. Wait until you wake up and see for yourself. You need to wake up quickly."

She talked to herself for a while, then got up and went to the next room to take a shower and change clothes.

After taking off her clothes and stepping into the bathtub, she glanced down inadvertently and was suddenly stunned.

There is a small pink mole on the chest.

Although the color is not dark, it is clearly a mole and not any other mark.

It turned out that she wasn't dazzled before.

Could it be that the Lianli Gu has grown into a successful plant?

Isn't it said that humans and puppets can't be bred?

Wait, why does she have a mole, and it's becoming clearer and brighter.

Could it be that she really fell in love with the puppet?

No, she had clearly verified it before. The insect didn't glow when she got close.

Su Xiaoyuan felt confused and washed quickly, put on her clothes and returned to the puppet.

How about verifying it again while he's still unconscious?

Su Xiaoyuan closed the cabin door and lowered all the curtains and drapes, and the cabin suddenly became dark.

She walked to the bedside, carefully lifted the puppet's clothes like a thief, and looked at it with the spirit stone.

The fair chest was clean and free of moles.

She put away the spirit stone, untied her belt, opened the collar of her outer garment, and lifted her inner garment to bring it close to his chest.

When they were about an inch apart, a faint light suddenly flashed in their hearts at the same time, as if two glowing seeds were sensing each other and breathing at the same time.

Su Xiaoyuan was struck by lightning and was at a loss as to what to do.

She knew that she liked the puppet, but at the beginning it was clearly the feelings of a master for his possession, so when did it start to deteriorate?

Okay, she had a mild fetish, so why did she suddenly become so terminally ill?

Just when she didn't know what to do, her waist suddenly tightened, and a force pulled her downwards. She lost her balance and fell heavily to the ground. Without time to cover herself up, her soft body pressed heavily on the puppet's cold chest. The unexpected contact of their skin made her contract and tremble.

She was stunned for a moment before she reacted. Although the matter of Lianli Gu was still a mess, the joy and surprise that instantly filled her chest could not be faked.

"Are you awake?"

"Hmm." The puppet's voice was slightly hoarse and dry.

Su Xiaoyuan wanted to get up, but he pressed her back hard, "Don't move."

In the quiet space, she could hear her own heartbeat like thunder, and her body was getting hotter and hotter, almost cooked.

"Sister Xiao and Immortal Lord Mu Qing said it would take you three days to wake up. How come you woke up so soon?"

"Too fast?"

"Of course not!" She said aggrievedly, "You don't know how scared I was last night..."

Actually he knows.

Although he could not speak or move at that time, a part of his consciousness remained clear and he could perceive everything happening in the outside world.

He clearly felt Su Xiaoyuan holding him tightly in her arms, taking off her clothes to cover him, holding his hand, putting her face against his, and warming him with her body. He could feel the girl's tears falling on the back of his hand, and then being gently wiped away by her fingers.

Of course, he heard what she whispered in his ear.

She could stir up a storm in his sea of ​​consciousness with just one word, and calm the storm with just one word.

His soul was like a ferocious beast, haltered and bridle-tied. As long as she held it in her hands, it would be as docile as her big dog, but once she released the reins, it would become a demon.

For the first time, Ling Yue Xianzun experienced the feeling of being out of control. It was dangerous and fascinating, like the earth collapsing and his feet hanging in the air, not knowing whether he would fall or fly in the next moment.

"It's my fault," he said, his lips brushing against her ear gently, "I'm sorry."

"By the way, I have a gift for you..." She struggled to reach the sword case, but he pushed her back.

“I’ve seen it, and I like it very much.”

"When...were you already awake when I came in? Then why didn't you make any noise just now?"

The puppet caressed her lower back and slowly slid down to her tailbone: "Because it's beautiful, Xiao Yuan is very beautiful."

Su Xiaoyuan grabbed his hand and stopped him righteously: "No! From today on, you can't do this kind of thing. You are not a puppet to do this kind of thing. You did that last night..."

Fu Tingyun was silent for a moment: "Last night had nothing to do with this."

"No means no." Su Xiaoyuan insisted.

"What about practice?"

"I've practiced so much, that's enough. I'll just memorize the moves and work hard enough to pass."

"Detoxification requires 49 consecutive days."

"Detoxification only requires Yang energy. Just inject Yang energy into me, and I'll... handle the rest myself..."

"Improper relief may actually accelerate the onset of the poison."

"...Didn't you say that it would take a few hours for the Yang energy to be absorbed by itself?"

“It’s very uncomfortable.”

"It's okay if it hurts," Su Xiaoyuan supported herself on his chest and climbed up. She took a few steps back and quickly fastened her belt. "I've made up my mind about this matter. There's no room for negotiation."

Whether it was the kidney or the Gu, it strengthened her mind that she and the puppet could not go on like this.

This chaotic relationship must end!

"I'm sorry, Fu Tingyun. I shouldn't have let you do that in the first place. From now on, you act like a normal puppet, and I'll be a normal master."

The puppet sat up, opened the sword case, took out the sword and placed it across his legs, stroking it with his fingers. "A normal master wouldn't give a puppet such a good sword."

"I just thought that since your swordsmanship is so good, you should have a sword. There's nothing else to it... Anyway, this is the master's order."

No bitterness allowed.

Fu Tingyun put down his sword and stared at her for a while: "But the poison still needs to be removed. As you said, only inject Yang."

Su Xiaoyuan didn't expect him to be so easy to talk to. Instead, she was stunned: "Really? You agreed?"

"The master's orders must be obeyed," the puppet said. "Before bed, I will give you a spell to help you sleep peacefully. You will slowly absorb the energy while you sleep, so you won't feel any discomfort."

Su Xiaoyuan breathed a sigh of relief and complained softly, "You didn't tell me about this great idea yesterday..."

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Author's words: -20: My wife gave me a token of love

Kaishan: A puppet worth 20 yuan and a sword worth 8 million yuan, a tyrant

100 red envelopes～