Chapter 953 When to Wake Up (for "Sweet Cub Nuonuobao")
Ji Weiming led a group of medical practitioners to test a new batch of spiritual herbs. He has been studying medicine day and night over the years, and some silver hair has appeared among his black hair.
Zhu Chuideng went to Ji Wenyi's bedroom.
Ji Wenyi has gone completely crazy. He has been sleeping with Ye Xiaoman's body all these years. The ice coffin is arranged to look like a bed, and he would fall asleep holding Ye Xiaoman every night.
Zhu Chuideng saw Yuemu Mountain.
The young man looked listless. He was holding a rag with a basin of clean water floating beside him. He was carefully wiping the ice coffin where Ye Xiaoman was lying.
Except for the one month he was assigned to, Yue Mushan spent most of his time in the Divine Realm doing odd jobs and taking care of Ye Xiaoman personally.
The royal family is not easy to get along with. They may not have the intention to abuse him now, but they don’t show any special kindness to the current Demon King either.
Yue Mushan, like ordinary palace servants, has a lot of work to do.
"I don't like using magic to do housework," Yue Mushan said to Zhu Chuideng when he saw him walk in, "I always feel that there are some things that magic can't do cleanly."
Zhu Chuideng knew that Yue Mushan just couldn't get through the long time without Ye Xiaoman, so he wanted to find something for himself to do.
The two of them stood beside the ice coffin, looking at Ye Xiaoman lying inside.
Ye Xiaoman closed her eyes tightly, her face flushed, with a faint smile on the corners of her mouth, and her hands crossed on her abdomen, still the same.
Every day she takes a herbal bath that can keep her skin active, so she always has the scent of herbs on her body.
Yue Mushan said to Zhu Chuideng, "Look, my sister is just asleep, why do they all say she is dead?"
Zhu Chuideng said, "I want to talk to her alone."
Yue Mushan said "Oh", grabbed the rag and went to the other side to wipe the dragon pillar in the bedroom. He had already wiped it very clean, but he kept wiping it repeatedly.
He suddenly stopped, and his confused head remembered something. He put down the rag and walked out. After a while, he brought a cup of tea to Zhu Chuideng.
Zhu Chuideng was very gracious and took a sip of the wine. "Thank you."
"You're welcome." Yue Mushan walked away like a wandering soul. "I just wanted to please my sister and pretend to be nice to you in front of her."
Zhu Chuideng removed the defense of the ice coffin and touched Ye Xiaoman's face.
He smiled at her, then touched his chin as if remembering something, and said to her, "I should shave before I come to see you. I look very old now."
He took out a small pink wild flower from his arms and placed it in Ye Xiaoman's hand.
He told Ye Xiaoman the origin of the wild flowers. He hadn't farmed in recent years. The last time he went back, he found that the farmland that had been abandoned for many years was full of weeds. When he left, he found that the wild flowers were growing well, so he brought one to her.
He thought about it, and then told Ye Xiaoman about some major events in the six realms that he had heard while traveling outside. After that, thinking that Ye Xiaoman would be interested, he told her some small gossip about the Qing Dynasty.
【Oh, then what happened? 】
Zhu Chuideng seemed to hear Ye Xiaoman's response, which was lively and full of curiosity. The voice came from behind him.
He suddenly looked back and saw Yue Mushan wiping the pillar at the other end. There was no one else there.
Zhu Chuideng rubbed his eyebrows in self-mockery. He had been having severe auditory hallucinations recently. Perhaps because he missed Ye Xiaoman so much, he often heard her talking to him.
He was probably very ill too.
Zhu Chuideng buried his face between his hands and coaxed Ye Xiaoman: "I feel really bad, I've been feeling bad all the time. I know you always tend to sleep more. If you pity me, please wake up and look at me."
Zhu Chuideng suddenly felt tired.
His most recent trip lasted two years without any results. He was awake every day. With his level of cultivation, he actually didn't need to rest, but he always felt weak every time he saw Ye Xiaoman.
He leaned against the edge of the ice coffin and rested for a while.
The sun sets quickly.
The light and shadow in the hall retreated step by step and were gradually replaced by darkness.
He grabbed Ye Xiaoman's cold hand and kissed the back of her hand.
After leaving the bedroom, he asked Yue Mushan, "Where is Sikong Qing?"
Yue Mushan listlessly pointed to a small side hall in the distance.
This was originally the cold palace of the previous dynasty, and Sikong Qing was housed in a dilapidated little house.
Ji Wenyi was originally unwilling to take over Sikong Qing, but he had to occupy the one-month period that belonged to Sikong Qing, so he reluctantly gave Sikong Qing a small place.
In the ice coffin, Sikong Qing lay silently, only the slight rise and fall of his chest showed that he was still alive.
After Ye Xiaoman died in Sikong Qing's arms, Sikong Qing nervously questioned all the men present, asking if each of them had killed Ye Xiaoman once. No one answered, and Sikong Qing, who had the most stubborn and willful temper, suddenly decided to crush his magic pill and commit suicide, to die with Ye Xiaoman.
He was stopped by the leader of the Qingzheng Sect, attempted suicide by shark but failed, and fell into a coma.
Of course Sikong Qing cannot die. All men will not let him die because he and Ye Xiaoman share the same fate. Also, because Sikong Qing always retains a glimmer of life, all men maintain the fantasy of resurrecting Ye Xiaoman.
Yue Mushan said that he only worked in front of Ye Xiaoman, which was true. Sikong Qing's place was rarely visited by people, and because of Ji Wenyi's disgusting attitude, the palace servants treated people differently and were also lazy. No one even noticed that the purification array in the room had stopped.
Zhu Chuideng wiped the glass lid of the ice coffin with his hand, leaving a handful of ash.
Zhu Chuideng reattached the formation stone to Sikong Qing and left the Divine Realm Palace.
Zhu Chuideng had been traveling for two months.
I accidentally ran into Xiao Chujing.
Xiao Chujing was in the wild, silently confronting a group of monks.
Xiao Chujing was alone, while the other side had more than twenty people, which could be said to be a large force in numbers. However, even though the enemy was outnumbered, everyone was still vigilant when facing Xiao Chujing.
Zhu Chuideng stood on a high place and watched.
Xiao Chujing's reputation in the Six Realms is not very good now.
The promising Emperor Sword was grandly announced as Ye Xiaoman's cauldron at the Six Realms Competition 9 years ago, and since then he has become a figure that is hard to describe.
Over the years, Xiao Chujing has been wandering around the world, looking for methods and resources to resurrect.
When it was his turn to take care of Ye Xiaoman, he would place Ye Xiaoman in the withered coffin and carry her everywhere.
So Xiao Chujing's image was fixed as a strange monk walking around carrying a coffin on his back.
In order to resurrect Ye Xiaoman, Xiao Chujing would stop at nothing to break into the sect and steal the secret techniques, and use force to seize the resources from other cultivators. Therefore, many people complained about him, and some powerful people claimed that they had a grudge against Xiao Chujing and issued a killing order against him.
"Fellow Daoist Xiao."
The monks who were confronting Xiao Chujing tried to reason with him.
"Our entire sect spent three full years guarding this phoenix egg before it hatched. Now you're snatching it away without even giving us any compensation. Isn't that overbearing and overbearing?"
Xiao Chujing said nothing and summoned his life sword.
Xiao Chujing has become notorious in recent years.
When the cultivators saw the famous Emperor Sword, they became intimidated, especially since the blade still seemed to be stained with fresh blood...
"Alright, alright, the Blood Phoenix is yours. We'll give it to you."
Xiao Chujing curled the corners of his mouth.
When the monks saw Xiao Chujing's cold smile, they all became frightened.
Recently, there seems to be a rumor in the six realms that they capture the living and extract their souls to use as materials to revive the dead. Although the news was finally debunked by people of justice and the evil practitioners of this way were also wiped out by the Justice League, everyone knows that Xiao Chujing's brain is not normal, so it is not unknown that he would want to give it a try.
The monks panicked when they saw Xiao Chujing walking towards them with a sword.
Someone immediately used the evil cultivation method that was rumored to be able to deal with Xiao Chujing.
"Fellow Daoist Xiao, we'll give you the things!"
"Also, we are actually old acquaintances of the Nameless Sword Master Ye Xiaoman!"
When the monks were reminded of this, they immediately started making up lies.
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