Chapter 25
Gu An waved his sleeves.
When the person outside the door walked in respectfully with his head bowed, he was already sitting neatly dressed and spotless at the rosewood table, holding a yellowed ancient book in his hand and flipping through it with an indifferent expression.
If it weren't for the few strands of frosty hair hanging down in front of his forehead, it would be almost impossible to tell how disheveled he was just now.
If Chi Ying were present, the person who came in would definitely scream.
This young man, who looks about 70% similar to Su He but has a completely different temperament, is Su Chengyue, the eldest disciple directly taught by the Immortal Lord Qinglian.
At a young age, he had already stepped halfway into the Spirit Transformation Realm and was recognized as a favored child of heaven in the Ninth Heaven.
Su Chengyue bowed deeply with both hands, her expression impeccably respectful. "Master, you summoned me here. What is your command?"
Gu An didn't even raise his eyelids, his gaze still fixed on the scroll. His voice was calm and even, "A few days ago, while wandering in the mortal world, I encountered a vicious beast causing chaos and harming all living beings. I captured it and brought it back. It is now imprisoned in the snowy mountains behind the mountain."
He paused, and finally raised his deep, cold eyes to look at Su Chengyue: "Although there is a formation seal, this beast is fierce and stubborn. Someone still needs to go to check the core of the formation every five days and reinforce the seal to prevent it from breaking free and causing trouble in the world again."
Gu An stopped talking and said no more.
Su Chengyue understood and immediately bowed in agreement, her tone extremely submissive: "Disciple is willing to be this key. I will fulfill my duties conscientiously and guard it strictly, and live up to the trust of Master."
Gu An nodded slightly, a barely perceptible hint of satisfaction flashing across his eyes: "Come here."
Su Chengyue stepped forward as instructed, and her head, which had been bowed respectfully, was gently lifted up by a hand as cold as jade. The temperature of that hand was so cold that it froze her body almost imperceptibly, but she did not dare to dodge at all.
Gu An's fingertips, with a bone-chilling chill, gently touched his smooth forehead: "Master has left a trace of magic power on your Lingtai Yintang, which can save your life in times of crisis."
As the coolness of the fingertips invaded, a faint, cold, strange and indescribable fragrance passed by Su Chengyue's nose.
His heartbeat inexplicably accelerated, his head lowered even lower, and his voice trembled with an imperceptible tremor: "Thank you, thank you for your grace, Master."
Gu An withdrew his hand, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and his usually cold eyes seemed to melt a little: "Go, be careful."
"If that evil creature dares to disobey, you will be beaten with the soul-calming whip that your master gave you."
As he spoke, the warmth in his eyes disappeared.
"No need to show mercy."
Su Chengyue bowed and walked out of her master's quiet room, which was filled with a faint and cool fragrance. She did not stand up until the door closed silently.
Without stopping for a moment, he continued running straight towards the snowy abyss in the back mountain.
The biting cold wind blew up snow foam, which felt like a knife cutting on my face.
On the top of the snow-capped mountain, a snow-white dragon was entwined on a huge spirit stone as big as a hill. At this moment, it was twisting and struggling frantically like a trapped loach. A thick black iron chain was deeply embedded in the spirit stone, and the other end was tightly wrapped around the dragon's body.
A low dragon roar filled with pain and anxiety echoed across the empty snow-capped mountains.
Chi Ying tried to pull at the damn chain with his claws, not noticing that a figure had been standing quietly in the shadows for a long time.
He was talking incessantly, cursing his ancestors with every word he could think of, including "idiot", but the black iron chain didn't budge at all. Instead, the cold touch became tighter and tighter as he struggled, almost digging into the hard scales.
What a lousy place! I want to go back... Ahhhhh, if this is a dream, why haven't I woken up yet... What should I do? Is there no way I can go back?
The chain became tighter and tighter as Chi Ying moved, almost seeping into his flesh. He was in unbearable pain, anxious and afraid. The long chain was like a restless maggot, and in the end he tangled himself up and got tied into a knot.
Chi Ying was completely frozen.
The huge dragon body was fixed in an extremely awkward posture by chains, and even moving the tip of its tail became a luxury.
He was like a fish on a chopping block, gasping for breath in despair.
Finally, Su Chengyue, who had been watching the show for a long time, slowly walked out from the shadows, walked up to the immobilized Bai Long, looked down at him and said, "Are you the pest that Master caught?"
The gentle voice clearly penetrated the cold wind and snow.
Chi Ying raised her eyelids slightly and glanced at the person.
See who is coming.
In an instant he came back to life and became full of energy.
Su He!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! You stinky boy!!! ...
If he wasn't bound by these damn chains, Chi Ying would definitely pounce on her without hesitation and use his dragon claws to tear the face of that vixen who made him hate her so much.
This look of irritation and rage, almost as if he wanted to bite someone, just confirmed the Master's instructions before leaving.
Su Chengyue's eyes turned cold, and with a flip of his wrist, a pitch-black whip emitting a faint glow appeared out of thin air in his hand.
The whip tip lashed the cold snow with a sharp sound of breaking through the air. The accumulated snow mixed with the frozen soil was blown up and fell down like a dirty avalanche.
"Master said so." Su Chengyue's voice was colder than the wind on the snowy mountain. He slowly raised his arm, and the whip shadow drew a deadly arc in the air. "There's no need to show mercy to you."
Before he finished speaking, the dark whip shadow had already emerged like a poisonous snake from a cave, carrying the spiritual power infused by Su Chengyue, and lashed towards the dragon's body with incredible precision.
Chi Ying only had time to see the whip shadow coming, and the next second, an indescribable pain exploded from the hit part, and the pain seemed to have a barb, piercing deep into the bone marrow.
His huge body twitched violently and uncontrollably, and a shrill, distorted wail erupted from his throat, causing the surrounding snow to slide down.
Pain pain ...
Who the hell did I offend?! ! !
One by one, they chased me and beat me like mad dogs!!!
Where the whip passed, the snow-white and crystal scales instantly shattered and curled up, revealing the flesh underneath with a layer of strange light purple halo.
The lavender dragon's blood, like the melted juice of precious amethyst, gushed out from the hideous wound and dripped onto the permafrost and snow that never melted all year round. The hard and cold permafrost softened and turned black at a speed visible to the naked eye. Then, one, two, and countless points of fresh green broke through the snow layer and stubbornly drilled out.
But in just a moment, the snow beneath Chi Ying, which was soaked in dragon blood, miraculously grew a small carpet of vibrant green grass, which looked particularly dazzling in the vast white snow.
Su Chengyue, who was about to swing the whip again, suddenly had his pupils contracted and his hand holding the whip handle trembled violently. He stared at the inappropriate green, and the usual calmness on his face was replaced by shock.
The desolate mountain and wasteland, which has been dead all year round and even the most tenacious snow lotus can hardly survive, has suddenly come back to life because of a few drops of blood from this dragon?
He put away the soul-calming whip and walked step by step towards the white dragon that was paralyzed on the ground due to severe pain. His eyes were like the most delicate carving knife, carefully scanning every scale and every wound on it.
The dragon clan was once the leader of the four divine beasts, but due to their evil, greedy and lazy nature, they angered the heavens and were stripped of their divinity. The entire clan was cast down to the mortal world, never to be allowed to ascend to the Ninth Heaven again.
The heavens also imposed an iron law: any dragon who was seen by mortals in his true form would be punished by having his horns plucked out and his scales gouged out, and would be demoted to the lowest level of Jiao, requiring him to start practicing hard from the beginning. Since then, the dragon clan has disappeared, lingering on in the deep mountains and forests.
When the master said that he had caught a pest, Su Chengyue thought it was just an ordinary green dragon or black dragon. She never expected that it was such a pure and flawless white dragon, with its entire body as if carved from ice and snow.
This color is rarely recorded in ancient books.
Su Chengyue slowly squatted down, stretched out her slender fingers, and gently touched the intact part of Bailong's body.
An indescribable cold and flexible touch came from his fingertips and instantly spread to his limbs and bones. What shocked him even more was that the bottleneck of the Spirit Transformation in his body, which had been stagnant for many years and as hard as a rock, actually produced a very subtle but very real loosening because of this light touch.
Su Chengyue lowered her eyes to hide the turbulent waves surging in her vision.
After a moment, the corners of his mouth slowly curled up into a meaningful arc: "...Interesting."
Su Chengyue stood up and flipped his wrist. A small, white jade bottle appeared out of thin air. He casually threw it onto the snow in front of Chi Ying, landing right next to the newly grown grass. "Live well, don't die easily."
After saying this, he did not stop, turned around and turned into a stream of light, disappearing in the wind and snow.
After the man left, Chi Ying, who was lying on the ground pretending to be dead, stopped twitching, suddenly opened one eye, and looked around vigilantly.
After making sure that the person had really left, he quickly moved his huge body as if it were spring-loaded, and approached the small jade bottle.
What?
What kind of garbage is this pretty boy throwing around?
You don't want to kill me, do you?
No, it has already cost me my life.
And he whipped me with a whip!!!
That cold-faced guy who looks a lot like Tang Yan isn't this cruel!!!
Chi Ying carefully used his claws to fiddle with the warm jade bottle, and the cork popped open with a "pop" sound as he fiddled with it clumsily.
Several bright red pills with a strange sweet fragrance rolled out and landed on the snow, looking very much like the fatal poison in movies and TV shows.
Hedinghong? Michelia scabra? Whoever eats it is an idiot!
However……
Ten minutes later, the sound of chewing was heard from the empty snowy peak.
Chi Ying chewed chewed.
It actually tastes like chocolate.
He used his claws to push the empty jade bottle aside and rolled it several times on the snow.
I just want to taste it.
…
At this moment, on Tang An's side.
Without any warning, Chi Ying collapsed completely, his heavy body hitting the ground with a dull thud.
Tang An, who was standing next to him, suddenly felt a cardiac arrest. He subconsciously thought that Chi Ying was going to turn into a dog, so he quickly rushed over to block the other person, trying to isolate himself from the curious glances that might be cast on him.
But the expected furry touch did not happen, and my hand only touched warm skin.
Tang An had a bad feeling and hugged Chi Ying's head, shaking it gently.
"Chiying?"
"Don't scare me."
“Jiying???”
After trying several times, there was no response. The person in his arms had his eyes closed and his face was pale without a trace of blood, like an empty shell without a soul.
Tang An forced himself to remain calm. His trembling fingers groped for the pulse on Chi Ying's neck and pressed hard. The beating beneath his fingertips was so weak that it was almost impossible to detect. But when he put his hands close to his mouth and nose, his breathing, although shallow, was surprisingly steady and long, as if he had just fallen into the deepest sleep.
This was the first time he encountered such a situation. He tried his best to control his emotions and looked around.
Some people around were looking at them, including the child who had previously exchanged gold beans for a guide. His big black eyes were wide open, as if he was wondering what was going on.
Tang An's lips trembled: "Help..."
His voice was hoarse.
"Please, my wife has fainted. Can anyone help call a doctor, or, or..."
Tang An recalled the scene in his mind where Chi Ying turned into a dog and used his nose to comfort him.
His tears finally burst out, and fell heavily on Chi Ying's unconscious face. His body was exhausted by the immense fear and sadness, and it became difficult for him to even support himself, let alone carry someone.
"Help me...help him...please..."
"My whole body is weak... I can't carry him anymore..."
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