The sky gradually darkened. Song Qingbai was delirious with fever. She fell asleep and woke up again and again, and felt a severe pain in her throat.
The room was eerily quiet, without even a hint of light. Song Qingbai took a moment to calm down before sitting up.
At this moment, her whole body was soaked with sweat and she felt very uncomfortable. Ji Yunshen hasn't come back yet?
Song Qingbai looked around. She had excellent eyesight. Although it was dark in the room, she could still see the teapot on the table clearly.
Although he felt weak all over, Song Qingbai, who was thirsty and hungry, still forced himself to get out of bed.
Unfortunately, there is no water on the table.
Song Qingbai sighed helplessly, feeling that it was God's will that she die...
She sat at the table and waited for a long time, but still did not see Ji Yunshen.
There was no other way but to threaten Ruyi with death, forcing him to simply reveal the Qingyun Sword Sect's plan.
Ji Yunshen told her that he should go find the deacon in charge of medicine in the sect, so that could only be the sect’s medical clinic.
Song Qingbai had her hair loose, her legs trembling as she held onto the wall and walked out of the house with difficulty.
There is no other way. If Ji Yunshen doesn’t come back, she can’t just wait to die!
"Hey... How come this Qingyun Sword Sect is so big... By the way, where on earth does Song Qingbai live in the Qingyun Sword Sect..."
Song Qingbai followed Ruyi's instructions and walked for a long time.
At this moment, she was already out of breath, with beads of sweat rolling down her forehead. She was really out of strength, so she had to hold on to the wall with her hands tightly and stay there for a while.
When Fang Jingzhi was flying in the air while controlling his beast, he looked down and happened to see a beautiful figure.
Her figure was like a fragile fallen leaf, drifting in the wind, and could be swept away by the wind at any time.
"I didn't expect that there is such a weak person in Qingyun Sword Sect. It makes me curious."
"Master, do you want to go over and take a look?"
The Qilin, the spiritual beast under his feet, heard Fang Jingzhi's words and looked in the direction he was looking.
No need for that. It's very strange that this woman is here alone in the dead of night. It's better to go back and rest!
Fang Jingzhi pursed his lips and didn't intend to meddle in other people's business.
There seemed to be a noise in the air. Song Qingbai turned his head slightly and saw a spirit beast he had never seen before in the air. Sitting on its back was a young man in blue brocade clothes.
Under the dim moonlight, a young and handsome boy, his eyebrows and eyes shimmering, radiant with light. His black hair was neatly tied up, but his squinting eyes held a cynical smile, making him look particularly unruly.
When Song Qingbai looked at him, Fang Jingzhi was also looking at her.
The girl in front of him was as beautiful as a fairy, but her slightly frail face looked a bit sickly.
There was no redness on her skin, as delicate as jade, and it only looked pale.
Her long hair spread out with a faint luster like black jade, her face was gorgeous and delicate, and when she glanced sideways, her clear fox eyes had a subtle allure.
Such a beautiful woman, why has he never seen her before?
Fang Jingzhi's heart moved, and seeing that her body was about to fall, he quickly cast a spell and flew down.
"Girl, are you..ok?"
Song Qingbai thought he was going to fall, but unexpectedly he fell into a strong embrace.
There was a concerned voice above his head. Song Qingbai slowly raised his head and smiled faintly.
It’s not that she didn’t want to answer, but her throat was sore and she was very weak from being hungry.
Upon closer inspection, the boy's angular face was cold and stern, with a pair of dark eyes under his thick eyelashes.
He is indeed a rare and beautiful boy! Could this be an angel sent by God to save him? Song Qingbai thought secretly.
Fang Jingzhi carefully held the person in his arms, smelling the faint scent of lily of the valley emanating from her body. When he met her charming eyes, his face flushed slightly, and a trace of panic flashed in his eyes.
From childhood to adulthood, I have never been so close to a woman, let alone such a beautiful one.
The Qilin was still hovering in the air, silently watching Fang Jingzhi flying down as fast as lightning, a little dazed.
Who was it just now who solemnly said not to meddle in other people's business and to go back to sleep?
Huh? When did his master learn to trick spirit beasts?
Seeing that Song Qingbai had been silent, Fang Jingzhi realized that her forehead was burning hot and she had a fever.
For many years, he has been the young master of the Spirit Beast Sect. He was born with golden spiritual roots and has extremely high talent. His cultivation speed is also advancing by leaps and bounds. He would not get sick or have a fever like ordinary people.
He had never experienced this before and didn't know how to deal with it.
The person in his arms was lying like a soft kitten, with his eyes slightly closed. His facial features, enhanced by the darkness, had a vague beauty that made his heart beat slower.
What to do? He can save spirit beasts, but he can't save people!
"Master, don't worry about her. It's getting late. Let's go back to bed!"
Qilin also landed on the ground. It took two steps closer and sniffed the lily of the valley scent on Song Qingbai's body, then yawned nonchalantly and reminded him.
So weak, this human is so weak!
"What did I teach you? How could you stand by and watch someone die without helping?"
Fang Jingyi slapped it on the head and scolded it.
"kindness?"
Qilin glanced at its master blankly. Is this still the master it knew?
If the contract seal was not still there, it would have suspected that someone had been replaced.
Seeing injustice, drawing a sword to help? Are you bored?
"Forget it, forget it. You, a spirit beast, don't understand these things!"
Fang Jingzhi gave Qilin a blank look and started searching in the storage space ring.
“This won’t work…this won’t work either…”
Song Qingbai looked at the person in front of him. He took out many bottles and jars from somewhere, and then picked up a red porcelain bottle from them. He suddenly felt uneasy in his heart. What was he going to do?
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