A subtle fragrance awaits the return of the person.
"Chaolan! Chaolan! Wake up, Chaolan!"
Chao Lan was awakened by a series of ghostly wails. She was dizzy for a while before she could see who it was and hear the voice.
Song Song, covered in blood, was crying.
"Stop...shaking, stop shaking."
"Chao Lan! Chao Lan! You're finally awake! Are you alright? Qi Ye is in trouble! The Demon Emperor has awakened! And Brother You is dead! Quick! Come with me to save Qi Ye."
Without thinking twice, Song Song tried to help Chao Lan up. He bit his lip, tears streaming down his face.
You Youju loved growing flowers, and Chaolan once asked a tutor from the palace to bring over several famous varieties. Perhaps unable to adapt to the local climate, only one died, and it was only thanks to You Youju's spiritual power that it survived. As a result, she also indulged in growing many flowers that were picky about temperature.
The flowers are delicate, their petals translucent, and they bloom proudly and beautifully.
The snow on the high mountains cannot freeze it, nor can the fierce wind blow it away.
Several senior female and male students came to visit and take care of her.
The flowers seemed to have come to life, blooming proudly and beautifully. One day, without warning, several birds were let in and pecked at them, causing them to droop their heads.
Chao Lan and You Youju felt sorry for the flower, which was drooping with dew dripping onto the soil. Chao Lan gently lifted it up and found that the flower head and stem were only stubbornly connected by a thin thread, and it still looked somewhat alive.
You had oranges connected by a thin stick and tied with a ribbon.
The little flower wilted on the second day, and closed its buds on the third. You Youju didn't use his spiritual power to interfere, saying that the little flower was repairing itself. Later, it indeed recovered and bloomed beautifully and fragrantly. The two cherished it, and to this day, they still take good care of that plant.
Chao Lan slipped several times before finally managing to stand up with the help of Song Song. He took out a handkerchief and wiped away Song Song's tears. Although Song Song didn't understand why Chao Lan was like this, he knew that Chao Lan couldn't help him now, and he couldn't trouble him either.
He wiped away his tears and tried to leave, but Chao Lan grabbed his wrist: "Zitang, go to the back and wash up. Wear my clothes." Song Song was getting anxious. Couldn't Chao Lan see that he was in dire need?
Chao Lan smiled: "You love being clean and pretty. After you finish washing, I'll go with you."
Song Song knew that Chao Lan had a plan, so he picked up his clothes and went to the bathroom.
Chao Lan held her breath and focused her mind, gradually forcing out distracting thoughts and making the most of every second to get her internal energy circulating.
When Song Song came out, Chao Lan was drinking tea. She smiled at him, still calm and composed.
Song Song seemed to finally relax a bit. He hesitated for a few steps, then asked, "Could we call Elder Guichen? After all, it concerns the Demon Emperor... But it's not that I lack confidence in you. It's just that you're so badly injured..."
Chao Lan shook her head, glanced down at the bed, and pulled Song Song out: "Master is still in seclusion. Let's hurry."
The two rushed to the cave entrance, only to find a vast expanse of desolation; the original cave had been blocked by rubble.
"It's a dark night! It's a dark night!"
There was naturally no response.
Song Song looked to Chao Lan for help, and Chao Lan raised her hand, closed her eyes, and sensed for a moment: "There's no one inside."
Song Song's face remained anxious, and his pale complexion was further accentuated by his plain clothes.
"What should we do? What should we do? Qi Ye is injured and has been captured by the demons. They might torture him."
Chao Lan reassured him, "Don't worry, now that we've caught him, we won't take his life."
Chao Lan conjured a yellow talisman and drew a tracking order. The talisman was activated immediately upon receiving the order and headed straight for the southwest. Chao Lan patted Song Song's arm: "Don't worry, wait for me here."
Just as it escaped Song Song's sight, the talisman spontaneously combusted and turned to ash.
"Tsk."
Chao Lan walked back to Song Song's side: "He's probably fine. I'll take you home first before going to the Demon Realm."
Song Song had no choice but to rely on Chao Lan.
The winter snow was still falling, and all the major immortal sects had received news of the Demon Emperor's awakening. After receiving the messages from various post stations, Chaoyun Mountain had already dispatched its disciples to guard the area to prevent any unforeseen events.
However, apart from the Chaoyun Mountain Sect, the other immortal sects remained calm and composed, because they had already experienced the Demon Emperor's awakening many times.
But what kind of chaos can a bunch of monsters cause?
For so many years, the two races have been at peace, and these are nothing more than minor skirmishes. The immortal sects need these "minor skirmishes," because without them, where would their authority come from? To put it another way, they still have the God of War in charge, and the immortal sects follow the Chaoyun Mountain Sect as their leader. They're not just doing this for fun.
The wind that blew was not only cold, but also had a fishy, damp feel. Chaolan returned to where she had been.
The fresh snow has already fallen.
All traces were buried, but a few clumps of pink could still be vaguely seen.
For some reason, Chaolan really wanted to walk to the end of this road.
Crunch, crunch. He stepped through the snow and saw a bamboo grove.
Crunch, crunch. He stepped through the snow and saw a courtyard.
This is where Youyouju and Zhuxun live.
Bang, bang.
Chao Lan's heart was pounding loudly, even amidst the howling wind and snow.
He approached. The knife marks and snow stains at the doorway spoke volumes about the fierce battle he hadn't participated in.
As if possessed, he pushed open the door and went in.
The courtyard has trees, grass, and a pond. There are stone benches and tables under the trees, and the fish in the pond were frozen. When Chao Lan brushed the water, the ice melted.
He stepped inside, but there was still a breeze.
A few familiar decorations, a few familiar patterns.
Chaolan left.
He fled to the city wall, where a towering palace, its vermilion walls reaching into the dark clouds, radiated an inhuman, cold light.
Despite the heavy security both inside and outside, he arrived here unharmed.
"Bang!" A pebble hit his back.
"Hey, who are you!?"
Chao Lan turned around, revealing herself to be a little fairy.
"Who are you?"
The little fairy got angry and hung upside down from the tree trunk to stare at him: "I asked you first, you're so unreasonable."
Chao Lan didn't speak, just stared straight at her.
The little fairy felt a chill run down her spine from being stared at, and jumped down from the tree. She saw Chao Lan glance at her, then turn and leave.
The little fairy got impatient and took out another pebble from her magazine pouch, shooting it straight at Chaolan.
Chao Lan didn't turn around; instead, she caught the pebble with her other hand and crushed it into powder.
Although the little fairy was scared, she still ran and jumped to Chaolan: "I remember you! How did you escape?"
Chao Lan frowned and finally stopped: "You've seen me before?"
The little fairy circled in front of him twice, poked Chao Lan a few times with her index finger, and shook her head: "It's not you. I made a mistake."
She wouldn't let it go, spreading her arms to block Chaolan: "Hey, I'm warning you, don't go any closer!"
"Why?"
She said, "Your spirit is incomplete. Have you just suffered a serious injury? You will die if you go there rashly."
Chao Lan narrowed her eyes: "I'm looking for someone."
"Who should I look for?"
You know?
Several bolts of lightning struck above the golden palace, and dark clouds gradually filled the entire sky. Chao Lan glanced at the golden palace, then looked at the anxious little fairy.
The little fairy said, "This Demon Emperor is different from the previous ones. We have never felt such strong pressure before. To be honest, the Regent has sent several groups of people, but none of them have returned."
Why are you telling me this?
The little fairy continued, "I know who you're looking for. Besides, do you know where the Regent is hiding? Although your aura is unstable and your spirit is incomplete... your spiritual energy is pure, and you are someone who can help me. I helped you today, so you must help me in the future. How about it?"
Chao Lan felt the meridians on his wrists getting increasingly hot; it was his master calling him.
He clenched his fists, knowing that even if he did his best today, it would be difficult to save Qi Ye.
How can I help you?
The little fairy sensed his urgency: "Don't worry, we'll meet again."
Chao Lan agreed and took out an iron box, handing it to her: "Then thank you very much. Give this pill to that man who is all black and has a cold appearance. He will understand what's going on after taking the pill."
Tell him that someone is waiting for him.
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