At that moment, as if he felt that there was a chance to drill, the bloodshot merged into his meridians.

Daojun Weihe had a resentful expression in his eyes that he didn't even notice.

"Junior sister, be careful, don't touch it!" 

There were two people who stepped forward and helped the beautiful woman who was crying sadly and was very scared to be farther away from the ban.

They guarded her as carefully as he used to guard her.

But right now, because they were worried that she would be afraid and hurt, everyone was nervous about her, even the brothers didn't have time to look at him and ask him, what's the matter?

Does it still hurt?

He vomited blood, is he okay?

Daojun Weihe stared blankly at his classmates and the beautiful female cultivator, crying "It's all for me, my brother is all for me. I'm sorry."

"It's not my sister's fault. Come on, take a good rest." Someone said pleasantly.

But... why isn't it my sister's fault?

Obviously he has become like this now, why should junior sister not take it to heart?

Could it be that a word of concern, a word of worry, and a word of questioning all seem to be making trouble unreasonably at this moment?

Facing the faintly reproachful gazes of the brothers and sisters, Daojun Weihe looked at those people outside.

They were all nervous about the little junior sister, and no one came to look at him. This scene... was so familiar.

It's like the fifth junior brother was cut off by the Guangling Xianjun that day. He, like them, is more concerned about the junior sister's mood. The junior sister fainted and the junior sister was very sad. Therefore, he also ignored the fifth junior brother and ignored the others people.

Once the fifth junior brother, now, it is his turn.

Even facing the fearful look in his younger sister's eyes, the fear that he was about to become a devil, Daojun Weihe didn't know what to feel at this time.

He is all for her!

For her to go overseas to Sanxian Island, she ran into Immortal Emperor Guangling, and ran into Mo Xiu.

If it wasn't for her, how could he be so miserable now.

Being tortured to such a degree by the devil, even the sect elder who had visited him sighed and said that he could only barely maintain him in the current situation.

If it wasn't for her, if it wasn't for her daughter, how could he have become like this?

But when something happened to him, the junior sister didn't dare to look at him, she only knew that she was crying and being comforted, and put him aside, what about Xuyu?

He loves to the bone, and regards xuyu as his own, loves like a pearl in the palm of his hand?

She also disappeared, completely ignored him.

Daojun Weihe gave a look of hatred on his blood-stained face and shouted. In the dantian, the remaining aura mixed with blood suddenly burst out.

His face was distorted, and he fell down while clutching his lower abdomen. What he heard was the nervous voices of the brothers and sisters saying, 

"Junior sister, get out of here! Don't look at it, don't be uncomfortable, Weihe will be fine with us."

They first coaxed the choked beautiful nun away with coaxing and persuasion, then turned their heads and looked at Daojun Weihe, who was dying with a terrifying face.

Looking at the same classmates and brothers, they looked at each other and asked anxiously, "What should I do? Do you want to inform the senior brother?"

"But the senior brother is still recovering."

Immortal Lord Yiyang finally got the elixir, He is in retreat to recover from his injuries. At this time, if he knows that something has happened to Daojun Weihe, his mind is in a mess, and he can't retreat quietly, what should he do with the injury?

But now if there is no immortal Yiyang to preside over the situation, where should we go?

One of them couldn't help but said worriedly, "It really doesn't work, just ask the teacher in charge to ask Danxiazong for help." 

Daojun Weihe is the son-in-law of Master Danhuo after all. No matter what kind of discord there is in the past day, this is a matter of life and death, and the real Danhuo can't stand idly by, right? Do he still want his daughter to lose her husband and Chaofeng to lose her father?

Thinking that the real Danhuo couldn't be so cruel, the two brothers were relieved.

However, seeing Daojun Weihe lay dying in the banning formation, no one dared to open the ban and give him a healing elixir.

Dark red blood spread under Daojun Weihe.

His eyes were red, his heart was full of despair and pain, and resentment and regret came from nowhere.

The regret and hatred that was suddenly invaded by bloodshots on the reefs at sea all flooded into my heart again.

If it wasn't, if it wasn't for them...

But now, it's too late for him to regret it, and he just prayed that the real Danhuo could help him stand up again.

But now the headmaster of Taiyizong has not returned to the sect, and this senior brother does not dare to make his own decisions. 

"Well. I don't know if she is so sad this time, will she get sick again."

"But Weihe..."

"He is also a big man after all. The younger sister is a weak woman, how can she bear it."

"You said that. That 's right."

Daojun Weihe heard this conversation, his body twitched, and he wanted to open his mouth to say something, hoping that the brothers would not leave, and would not leave themselves in this terrifyingly silent clean room, but heard footsteps slowly leaving.

The clean room was closed again. He was seriously injured and suffered, but was left alone and watched helplessly as they went to accompany the heartbroken little junior sister.

There was no one around, and his wife was said to have returned to Danxia Sect for help. He was alone, and his tears mixed with fear and blood were flowing down.

This quiet clean room is naturally empty, but it is much easier to take care of than the messy cave house.

When Daojun Weihe was crying, the fox cub was holding a piece of clean cloth to wipe the dust in the cave.

She lay on the ground and wiped the cave clean inch by inch with her fat tail.

The cave house where their mother and daughter lived originally had dust-proof beads and never had dust.

There is also a night pearl, full of brilliance.

But the cave house was broken, Bichen Pearl and Ye Mingzhu disappeared, and a lot of dust made the dark cave house less clean.

The little guy wiped her tears, remembered the enemy, and cleaned up seriously.

After cleaning the ground, she hurried to clean the sarcophagus, lying on the sarcophagus and whispered, "In the future, Zhizhi will definitely avenge mother." beautiful nun.

The sarcophagus was quiet, and Xianjun Guangling stood aside and watched, thinking that a gust of wind would sweep away all the dust.

But watching the chubby cub wipe every inch of the cave mansion earnestly, he took back what he wanted to say.

Whatever she wants, he will naturally follow her.

It's like Zhizhi is now wiping the cave, but in fact, she is saying hello to the place where she used to lives.

He folded his arms and did not help her, nor did he wipe the dusty cave with her.

After the fox cub was too tired wiped the entire cave, and then Immortal Guangling came over.

Looking at this little guy who was wearing a dust-proof formation coat and still had a small face, he took a handkerchief to wipe her face and hands, and threw a dust-proof one into the cave. Zhu, holding this tired cub who was lying on his shoulder and groaning softly, looked around and asked, 

"What did Weihe take from you?" 

She said angrily while eating her spirit fruit to regain her vitality. That is, Daojun Weihe took away Bichen Pearl and Yeming Pearl... 

Xianjun Guangling only thought that the current world of self-cultivation was really a joke.

The young master that the magic cultivator has worked so hard to find may be just a golden elixir.

Today, he is also heard that an elder of the No. 1 sect of the righteous path, Daojun Weihe has to picked two broken beads.

Shame or not?

Isn't this comprehension world a joke?

"Apart from falling ashes?" 

The cave house was empty, except for those worthless vases, utensils and daily necessities made by mortals, there was actually nothing inside or outside.

When Immortal Guangling came last time, he was busy dealing with the fox cubs who were desperately trying to recognize their father, and he was too lazy to see what treasures were in this demon cultivator's cave mansion.

The little guy looked around again and said dumbly, "The bottle is broken." One of the vase was broken.

In other words, Zhizhi didn't think there was anything else missing.

This cave was empty.

Is it a poor fox? 

Guangling Xianjun nodded slightly, and heard Zhizhi hugging his neck and whispered, "Dad, what my mother left to Zhizhi, not here."

It's worthless, but it's invaluable to Zhizhi, something full of memories.

It was like a vase, it was nothing to a monk, but Zhizhi clearly remembered that the vase had been used by her mother so many times to hold the beautiful flowers that Zhizhi had picked up from the mountains.

It was the vase with the best memories of her and her mother.

more precious than any treasure.

The little guy was lying in the arms of Immortal Emperor Guangling, her hairy ears all flattened down.

Guangling Xianjun looked at the broken vase that was carefully collected, and even the pieces were placed on the table.

He wouldn't even look at such a vase.

But holding Linger's daughter, he pondered for a moment and walked over, sitting on the ground that was wiped clean by his cub, turning over in his hand, and found a bottle of viscous liquid.

The liquid is translucent and has a strong smell of tidal water vapor.

Zhizhi sniffed, sniffed again, looked at the liquid a few times, thought of the alchemy materials Danhuo had given her, and subconsciously said, 

"This is jellyfish glue."

There is a kind of magic that cherishes a lot overseas . The jellyfish will produce a peculiar kind of glue full of ocean tide and spiritual energy in the body. It is viscous and will clump and lose its spirituality when it touches the air. It is not easy to store. It is a very precious material for alchemy. 

The fox cub watched her father let out a nonchalant hum, and his slender fingers picked up the fragments of the vase, aligning the gap, and then poured a little bit of sea mirage glue on it and pressed it again. The jellyfish solidified, holding the vase pieces together firmly. The precious alchemy materials are now just glue. 

The fox cub stared blankly at her father's precious treasure, sticking to a vase that she and her mother bought at the mortal market. The vase was put together piece by piece, just like her heart, which was also put back together. 

"Daddy." 

She called him softly. Her eyes were hot and couldn't help but get wet. She hurriedly buried her little face in the crevice of his neck, rubbing her tears into his shirt. 

"En." 

Guangling Xianjun patted the back of the little guy's head with his backhand while sticking to the vase. It took a short time for this broken vase to stick, and it turned back to what it was before it was broken. 

He put the vase full of his daughter's memories on the table again, and said to Zhizhi, 

"I'll go back and seal this cave so that no one will break in."

At the beginning, he was just on a whim and didn't take this cub seriously... But now, this is his kiss, of course it's different.

Zhizhi nodded, hugged Immortal Guangling's neck and continued the previous topic.

"Dad, my mother left Zhizhi a lot of treasures. Zhizhi will tell you where..."

"Oh. Let's keep it."

He can afford his own cubs, and he doesn't need the poor fox's treasures.

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