"Xiao He, A Yuan... was found in the back hills last night. When he was found, he... he..."

"His identity has been known?"

Yun Qianshan shook his head: "He is in your cabin right now, you...you go and take a look."

Sheng He's eyelids twitched suddenly. She didn't dare to think of anything bad, and she tiptoed quickly and ran towards the wooden house.

Before she got close, she smelled a strong smell of blood. Sheng He pushed open the door and froze in place.

A bloody corpse was lying in a small box in the wooden house. A Yuan's upper body was intact, but his lower body was in the shape of a fish tail. There was no good meat left on the fish tail, only an empty skeleton. His chest was open and his heart was empty.

A Yuan had his eyes closed and his face twisted, as if he was enduring great pain.

Sheng He stepped closer and called softly, "A Yuan, I'm back."

**'s body was motionless, the cabin was very quiet, and no one responded to her.

"A Yuan?"

"A Yuan, don't be afraid. I said I would protect you."

Sheng He picked up A Yuan and walked towards the spiritual spring in the back mountain.

There was no one at the spiritual spring, so Sheng He put A Yuan's body into the spiritual spring.

"Spiritual springs have the best healing effect. Your injuries will heal soon."

A Yuan's body fell weakly to the side, and his blood soon dyed the entire pool of spiritual spring red.

Mu Yao and Yun Qianshan, who had been following Sheng He, looked at her worriedly. Sheng He leaned against a large rock beside the spiritual spring. She stretched out her right hand and touched A Yuan's forehead.

His forehead was cold, and even the spiritual spring water could not bring him back to life.

"Have you found out who did it?"

Mu Yao shook her head and said, "We have searched the entire Qingyun Sect. There were two outer disciples guarding the back mountain last night. They said that no one went there all night and there was no sound. Xiao Yun Qianshan and I searched almost every corner of the Qingyun Sect but could not find anyone suspicious."

If he is not someone from Qingyun Sect, then it can only be Zhao Yanran.

Sheng He nodded calmly, but suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood. The blood fell into the spiritual spring and quickly mixed with A Yuan's blood.

"Xiao He!"

"I'm fine."

Sheng He wiped the blood from the corner of his lips and suddenly looked up at Song Jinzhi who was standing behind them with his head down.

"There are restrictions on Jianfeng Peak, and ordinary people cannot enter Jianfeng Peak. Song Jinzhi, can I ask why you don't want A Yuan to come to Jianfeng Peak, and why you want to fight with him?"

“I…I…”

Song Jinzhi lowered his head and spoke in an inaudible voice, "A Yuan said that he wants to be your Taoist partner, Xiao He, I..."

"Become a Taoist couple?"

Sheng He looked at Mu Yao and Yun Qianshan blankly, then pointed at himself, and suddenly understood.

"So, it's because you and A Yuan both like me and you're jealous, so you don't let A Yuan live in my cabin?"

Song Jinzhi was silent.

Sheng He looked at A Yuan. The bright red water reflected her pale face. She whispered, "It's me."

"It was because of me."

"puff!"

Sheng He spat out a large mouthful of blood again and fainted.

The scene of A Yuan's death lingered in her mind. She seemed to see Zhao Yanran approaching A Yuan with a grin on her face. She used the same method she had used on herself against A Yuan.

A Yuan couldn't move at all, he couldn't make a sound, he could only watch Zhao Yanran cut open his chest and cut out his heart. Zhao Yanran seemed not satisfied yet, she looked at A Yuan's beautiful blue fish tail and used a knife to cut the meat off the tail bit by bit.

"Xiao He..."

"Xiao He, save me!"

"Xiao He, save me!"

"A Yuan!"

Sheng He opened his eyes with force and met a pair of worried eyes.

Tianyu sighed and gently stroked Shenghe's forehead: "How do you feel? Are you feeling better?"

"Master." Sheng He lowered his head and said in a low voice, "Master, did I do something wrong? I shouldn't have provoked Xuan Xiao, I shouldn't have provoked Zhao Yanran, and I shouldn't have taken the Qingyan True Fire."

"If I hadn't gone to Wuwang Sea, would A Yuan not have died?"

Tianyu frowned and said, "Xiaohe, Ayuan's death is not your fault. People who practice Taoism should avoid having unstable minds. You can't doubt yourself."

"But..." Sheng He raised her head and saw A Yuan standing in front of her with a painful expression, shouting "Xiao He, save me!"

"Zhao Yanran must have killed you to get revenge on me. It's all my fault."

"I knew that you would lose all your spiritual power after you came ashore, but I still thought I could protect you in Qingyun Sect. Now that you have died tragically, it is also my fault."

"A Yuan, this is all my fault. Don't be afraid. I will avenge you right now!"

As Sheng He spoke, he stood up and rushed to the door like a madman, but Tian Yu grabbed Sheng He.

"Xiao He?"

"Xiao He?"

He tried to wake Sheng He, but Sheng He seemed to be unable to hear him and continued to struggle to rush out.

Tian Yu looked at Sheng He with a gradually serious expression. He knocked Sheng He unconscious with one palm and his eyes fell on the three small hairpins on Sheng He's head.

He waved his hand, and the three small hairpins immediately returned to their original shape. They hugged each other tightly and looked at Tianyu nervously.

"You are...Biluocao?"

Three little carrot heads: Don’t come over here!

…

When Sheng He woke up, his eyes were clear.

She looked at the large group of people gathered around the bed in confusion: Tianyu, Jinglan, Muyao, Yun Qianshan, and Song Jinzhi.

"Why are you all gathered here?"

Tianyu looked at Sheng He and asked tentatively, "Xiao He, have you seen A Yuan?"

"A Yuan..."

Sheng He lowered his head, gritted his teeth and whispered: "I will avenge him personally!"

Tianyu breathed a sigh of relief and quickly winked at Jinglan. Jinglan nodded and stretched out his hand to cover Shenghe's forehead.

After a while, she nodded to Tianyu.

Sheng He was bewildered: "Master, uncle, what are you talking about?"

"What are you talking about? Do you know that you have a demon in your heart?"

"Inner demon?"

Sheng He subconsciously touched the small hairpin on her head, but her head was empty, with nothing left.

"Don't worry, they are in your hands."

Jinglan gently lifted Shenghe's sleeves and saw that she was wearing a grass ring on each of her hands, dotted with small white flowers.

Two little radish heads: Woo woo woo, big brother, take care!

"it……"

Jinglan sighed helplessly: "I have tried it. If you want to remove the inner demon, you can only use a complete Biluo grass."

"That blue grass has developed intelligence. It says it is the boss and is willing to sacrifice itself to save you."

Sheng He unconsciously stroked the grass ring on her wrist. The grass ring seemed to sense her mood, and a small leaf gently hooked around Sheng He's fingers.

"I understand. Thank you, uncle."

"Master, I have a favor to ask of you."

"you say."

"Master, can you help me send A Yuan back to the Eastern Sea?"

"Don't worry, I'll go right away."

"Yes." Sheng He responded softly, "Master, Uncle, I'm a little tired. I want to rest for a while."

"Xiao He, you..."

Tianyu wanted to say something else, but Jinglan grabbed his sleeve. Jinglan gave him a look, and Tianyu immediately followed him out dejectedly.

The wooden house suddenly became quiet. Sheng He stroked the edge of the bed and seemed to be able to touch the sticky blood.

The middle stage of Jindan is still too weak.

Sheng He calmly opened the restriction of the wooden house and took out the Blue Flame True Fire from the storage ring.