After Di Yange arrived, he kicked open Xiao Jue's door in a hurry.
"Xiao Jue, where's Xiao Hong?"
As he spoke, Di Yange's spiritual consciousness spread, covering the entire Qianjue Sect.
But he didn't even find a single thorn on Xiaohong.
Di Yange continued to release his spiritual sense, but still found nothing.
"Xiao Jue, where did you take Xiao Hong? He's just an ordinary plant without any spiritual power. He could be trampled to death by ordinary people at any time."
Xiao Jue had never seen Di Yange so anxious before, which made him even more unhappy for no reason.
"Why would you care so much about a plant? Could it be that beautiful woman from before gave it to you? If you care so much about this person, why did you leave?"
Xiao Jue had too many confusions.
After all, the idea that humans are inferior to plants became less and less plausible the more he thought about it.
So this plant must have been given to her by some fairy.
"None of your shit..." Di Yange was about to blurt out, but when he thought of Xiaohong still in his hands, he swallowed the last word.
She smiled at Xiao Jue and said flatteringly, "Brother, I already call you brother, so just return Xiao Hong to me. As long as you return Xiao Hong to me, I will owe you another favor. I can swear an oath to the heavens."
Outside the light curtain, the onlookers were all amazed.
"Is this still the arrogant Emperor? How could she become so humble again?"
Although the Emperor had done several humble things for those people, they still did not expect that he would do it for a plant without any spiritual power.
Even Liu Mu felt sad when he saw this.
Although Di Yange had done a lot for him, his heart ached when he saw her doing so much for him since she saw the plant.
It's just a broken plant without any spiritual power. It's really not worth her being so humble.
Liu Mu glared at the man in red, whose face was still full of hatred.
"Hanagi, no matter what she did for you, I hope you will always hate her like this."
At this time, Liu Mu already had a bad premonition.
He is just a plant without spiritual power, yet Di Yange takes him so seriously.
If it were in the future... he simply couldn't imagine it.
Of course, the fewer opponents like this, the better.
So he deliberately said: "But I think you will be like us sooner or later."
"Heh. I'd rather die than become a traitor like you."
Hua An spoke with disdain, his charming eyes full of disgust.
"In front of the Heavenly Dao Mirror, I believe you will not break your promise."
Liu Mu finally felt relieved. It seemed that his method of provoking the opponent was still useful.
…
Xiao Jue in the light curtain was almost shaken, but he quickly kept his heart.
"Your Xiaohong is in a very safe place. As long as I'm okay, he'll be fine."
After all, this broken plant is in his spiritual plant space. If he is fine, the other one will be fine too.
The reason why Di Yange saved Xiao Jue was not entirely for Xiaohong.
After all, Bingxuan had calculated for her that Xiao Jue was destined to kill her, so even if it wasn't for Xiaohong, she would save him.
So she immediately said to him: "Take it off and lie down."
Xingqiu and Xinghen, who had just finished whispering, heard such an explosive topic as soon as they walked to the door.
Immediately, he peeked in at the door.
Especially Xinghen, it was another day when he felt sorry for his uncle.
After being surprised, Xiao Jue took off his outer clothes very happily and deliberately showed his scars to Di Yange.
The wounds were so deep that the bones were visible, but they seemed to be half healed, and they were still bleeding.
"You caught all of these. I feel like my Qi and blood are running low, and my cultivation has stagnated. I tried taking healing pills, but they didn't work. What kind of claw technique are you practicing?"
Di Yange glanced at Xiao Jue's body, seeing the crisscrossing scars left by her scratches.
Not to mention the white muscles, coupled with the wounds that looked like they were from torture, it was really nice to look at, so she took a few more glances.
As she watched, she became a little confused. After all, she had already used her blood to smear his wound.
Could it be that the blood she stored has expired???
Di Yange placed his hands on the wounds, trying to heal them, but the wounds only recovered a little and there was still no change.
"It's no use. I've already tried that."
Xiao Jue shook his head helplessly. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been in such a hurry to call her over.
Di Yange glanced at his hands which were still as slender as green onions.
Could it be because her cultivation has improved?
But it’s not a big problem…
"Let me sew up your wound first."
As she spoke, Di Yange had already transformed into a long and thin ice needle, and then she took out a bundle of thin threads of unknown origin from her pile of things.
This thin thread has a strong spiritual energy and is non-toxic, making it the most suitable for stitching wounds.
Xiao Jue didn't even have time to say hello.
Di Yange had already started to treat his injuries, and the speed was so fast that everyone was dazzled.
But from Xiao Jue's slightly shaking body, it can be seen that he must be in great pain.
But in a short while, his entire body was sewn up with stitches, which was shocking just to look at.
"He should be able to recover after some time. By the way, where's my Xiaohong? Even if you don't give it back to me, let me take a look. I have to know whether he's dead or alive."
Di Yange looked so nervous, as if that was not just an ordinary plant, but someone important to her.
Before Xiao Jue could even open his mouth, he heard a voice.
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