Chapter 223 Is there a brain disease?

But this time it shouldn't happen again.

Shengsheng looked up at Hao Yun lying on the back of Xi Qiwen. He was not the tall, thin and lonely young man in his previous life.

Now Hao Yun was raised by Xi Qiwen and Zhu Lerong to be plump and even a little shy when speaking, stuttering, so Shengsheng didn't remember who he was at first.

Bing Xuanxin didn't know what Sheng Sheng was thinking, so she said to Xi Qiwen, "It's hard to escape from the illusion of the phantom demon as long as there are unforgettable painful memories in your heart."

"Your junior brother has been immersed in that painful past. In addition to someone with a blood connection to wake him up, he must want to wake up himself."

Xi Qiwen nodded, "Friend Miao said the same thing. We will find a way to awaken his will to wake up."

The garrison of the Formation Dao sect was not far away. The gate was open. As soon as they entered, they saw several disciples of the Formation Dao discussing something.

As soon as Xi Qiwen stepped into the door, he attracted the attention of several disciples: "Brother Xi, how come you came so quickly?"

"Sister Zhu, didn't you send a message saying that you would return to the sect first and then come with the sect master?"

"Wait, what happened

to Junior Brother Hao Yun?" "Brother Xi, is Junior Brother Hao Yun okay?"

Several people suddenly noticed Hao Yun, who was carried by Xi Qiwen, and they were immediately worried. They quickly surrounded him and almost squeezed Bing Xuanxin and Sheng Sheng out of the door.

They asked about Hao Yun's situation one after another, with worried expressions on their faces. Some even reached out to touch Hao Yun's pulse, and saw that his little face was red and puffy, as if he had fallen asleep.

"It's nothing serious for now. Junior brothers and sisters, don't worry too much. Is the elder here? We need to find Senior Brother Feng as soon as possible."

Xi Qiwen saw everyone's worry and quickly explained.

"Yes, yes, I'll call the elder now!" As soon as

the person finished speaking, he quickly ran inside.

"Senior Brother Xi, Senior Sister Zhu, let me hold the little junior brother!"

"You two should also take a break. Let's put little junior brother Hao Yun in the room!"

Everyone rushed to help.

"This atmosphere is really good."

Sheng Sheng was a little emotional. He didn't know what happened to Hao Yun in his previous life that made him so lonely and even rejected so many enthusiastic senior brothers and sisters.

The junior brother who ran to look for the elders came back soon: "Found it, found it, Elder Cong, please show it to Junior Brother Hao Yun, his condition is very wrong!" Junior

Brother Zhen Fa Dao said while dragging a somewhat sloppy old man.

The old man was covered in ink stains, and was obviously busy deducing and drawing the formation, and was suddenly dragged over.

"Let go, let go!"

"You stinky boy, I have hands and feet, do I need you to drag me away?"

Elder Cong was very dissatisfied with this bold and presumptuous disciple, and stared at him with a glare.

However, when he saw Hao Yun placed on the bed, Elder Cong frowned and directly threw the disciple away.

He took a few steps forward, held Hao Yun's wrist, and probed with his spiritual energy. He looked at Xi Qiwen with a slightly fixed gaze: "Did you run to the southern border?"

Xi Qiwen nodded quickly: "Yes, Elder Cong, we originally wanted to take a shortcut to Jingzhou, but unexpectedly entered the Mihun Mountain in southern border."

Zhu Lerong also cooperated to tell Elder Cong about their original experience, and asked him if there was any other way to save Hao Yun.

"The best way is to find someone who has a blood relationship to try."

Elder Cong rubbed the ink on Xi Qiwen's clothes with a disgusted tone.

"Who is that? Drag him here quickly and try to see if his pitifully little blood relationship can wake up your little junior brother."

Zhu Lerong said, "Elder Cong, it seems that Senior Brother Feng is watching a competition now, and we can't get close."

Hearing this, Elder Cong became even more disgusted: "He can't do anything, and he's the first to join in the fun!"

"How could the sect leader teach such a bastard? He usually doesn't even want to give you morning lessons, and he runs faster than anyone else!"

"Even at such a critical moment, you can't find anyone, little bastard!"

Elder Cong snorted in dissatisfaction and looked at Bing Xuanxin and the familiar little girl.

He narrowed his eyes and looked at her carefully: "You seem to be from Xuanzong, um, now you should be called the little disciple of Yunmiao Sect."

"It seems that you have returned safely, not bad, you look like a good hand at learning formations, little girl, go and call that person back."

"Ah? Me?"

Shengsheng stared at this strange but interesting elder, pointed at herself, with a puzzled look on her face.

She just came to check the situation and help contact her uncle and others, why is she assigned a task by the elder of the formation sect?

The elders laughed: "Let's talk about you. When your eldest senior brother and Tianjiao No. 3 fight, it is definitely not possible for ordinary people to get close. You will definitely be no problem."

Bing Xuanxin heard this and said, "Elders, if you just want to call Feng Budu, I can go. Shengsheng should not..."

The elders shook their fingers without waiting for Bing Xuanxin to finish his words, with a look of disapproval on their faces: "Little friend Bing, how come you have also learned the habit of looking down on others from the Sword Sect?"

Shengsheng: "..."

Hey, this mouth is so offensive!

"This little girl is not simple." The elders said, and flicked their fingers. A sharp spiritual energy gathered into a needle, flowing with a dangerous light, and quickly flew towards Shengsheng.

"Ding bang!"

The instantaneous golden barrier suddenly appeared, covering Sheng Sheng's cage, and was directly hit by the sharp spiritual energy, emitting layers of ripples of golden light, but without any damage.

Sheng Sheng stared at the needle condensed by the spiritual energy in front of him, inserted the barrier into it, and then the barrier suddenly bounced, with a ding bang, the spiritual energy needle quickly bounced to the ground, cracked, and disappeared.

The elder laughed: "See, I said this little girl is not simple..."

"Elder!!!"

"How can you lay hands on a child!"

However, before Elder Cong could finish his words, several disciples of the Formation Sect rushed up and grabbed Elder Cong tightly, shouting: "Elder, don't go too far!"

"I'm not a disciple of our Formation Sect!"

"Do you want to be beaten by the seniors of the Yunmiao Sect?"

"Senior Brother Feng has reminded you many times not to act recklessly!"

"If you do this again next time, we will tell the Sect Master and Senior Brother Feng!"

"Ah, I know I was wrong, I know I was wrong, don't pull my hair!"

"Ah, you pulled my beard off again!!!"

"Shengsheng, are you okay?"

Zhu Lerong was also a little angry, but he was more worried about Shengsheng: "I'm sorry, our elder is mentally ill. If you want to argue with him, just go up and kick him a few times."

Shengsheng: "..."

Shouldn't normal people say that they are mentally ill and don't care about it?

You don't follow the normal path!

Shengsheng looked at the elder who was surrounded by a large group of disciples and was messing around, and waved his hands generously: "Forget it, forget it, I won't argue with the old man."

Bing Xuanxin: "..."

Testing someone's strength like this, if something goes wrong, the elder will really be beaten up.