mad sound of the world

Chapter 125

"Oh," Xiuyue's eyes flickered: "I wonder if I can ask that young master to come out and see if it's his jade pendant?"

"This..." The old man was in a dilemma: "It's not a coincidence, the young master has already left with his people, and he looks very anxious..."

"Leaving?" Xiuyue's eyes revealed a hint of disappointment.

"That's right, the young master said in the morning that he would stay for a few days, but when he came back at Sishi, he brought back a seriously ill person, and he walked away cleanly in a stick of incense!"

Xiuyue pursed her lips: "A seriously ill person..."

"Hey, yes, that young master's face was pale at that time. Although he was wearing a mask, his face exposed outside was pale and pale. It looked a little scary, and..." The old man suddenly stopped, realizing how much he said. Then, he turned to the jade pendant again: "It's been several hours, I don't know if they have gone far?"

"Then... did they say they were going somewhere?" Xiuyue asked, "Look, old man, this jade pendant is very precious, I might be able to catch up with them if I hurry up."

"This..." The old man shook his head: "This and that young master didn't say anything, this is really difficult."

Xiuyue's eyes darkened, that's right, with that person's level of vigilance, how could he leave any clues?
It's just, did they go back to Netherland or something else...

seriously ill?

Has Feng Qingyin's body become so serious?Even an ordinary old man can tell, so how serious is it?But he was fine when he left in the morning... Besides, she clearly looked at the seven-flavored snow lotus he drank that day, even if it was the most poisonous, it could protect him for a while?
Why did the condition worsen so quickly?
Xiuyue clenched the jade pendant in her hand, feeling so complicated that it was hard to describe, she turned around in a daze, and the rustling sound came from all around again, it turned out...it was just the wind.

"That's right!" Suddenly, the old man called out Xiuyue's attention with an exclamation: "Look at this old man's memory, when the young master and his party left, it seemed that something happened, the young master shouted 'Go quickly! Hei*men, the old man didn't hear clearly, I don't know if this is where they are going?"

"Black...evil sect?" Xiuyue's eyes lit up.

"Oh, that's right, it's that black and evil sect..."

"Thank you old man!" Xiuyue turned around, that's right, Heixiemen specializes in medicine, if something happens to Feng Qingyin's body, that person's influence in Chiyan Kingdom is not that great, and the first choice is Heixiemen.

"Hey... girl, wait?"

The old man's voice suddenly came from behind him, and he seemed to suddenly recall something to call Xiuyue.

Xiuyue turned around and looked at him: "Old man, what else can you do?"

"It's like this... Since the girl is going to look for the young master, let's return this thing together." While talking, the old man took out an exquisite box from his arms, "This is for the young master I didn’t see it until after I left, I don’t know what it is, but it looks quite precious, so please take it back to the young master.”

Xiuyue reached out to take it.

The brocade box in the palm is very delicate, with complicated patterns, and it glows with a layer of hazy light under the moonlight, which is extremely beautiful.

From the corner of her eye, Xiuyue slowly opened the hidden button of the brocade box. There was nothing in the brocade box except for a solid silk silk handkerchief. It seemed that there was something wrapped in the brocade handkerchief. Faintly, Xiuyue It seems to smell a clear and elegant fragrance, this smell...

Xiuyue's phoenix eyes narrowed suddenly.

Fingers quickly took out the silk brocade handkerchief from the brocade box, and quickly spread it out. When the extremely clear Qiwei Snow Lotus appeared in front of Xiuyue, she couldn't help but tightly clenched the thing in her palm...

"Zhizhi..." Xuetuan'er whimpered suddenly, rubbing her small body against the back of Xiuyue's hand.

Xiuyue let go, and whispered bitterly: "Feng Qingyin, you actually? Unexpectedly!" Is there anything more important than your life?If this thing can't save your life, what's the use of it?

What's the use!

With a cold flick back, Xiuyue frowned even more when she heard a "bang" sound coming from behind her!
But there was a thought in her heart that occupied all her thoughts, Qiwei Xuelian... Maybe it would be useless to the poison he was poisoned by...

"Squeak!" Suddenly, Xuetuan'er jumped out of her arms, took the seven-flavored snow lotus in her mouth, and came to Xiuyue's feet, and gently scratched Xiuyue's legs with her small paws, as if she wanted to say something , Xiuyue lowered her head, her eyes were dim, and she couldn't see her expression clearly, but it was very dark in this moonlight.

Xiuyue squatted down, hugged Xue Tuan'er, and gently stroked the fur on its back, it was soft, but every stroke felt like a stabbing pain in her heart, she was so sad, she murmured in a low voice: "This thing... ...is useless."

If Qiwei Snow Lotus can't save Feng Qingyin's life, then what's the use of asking for it?
"Squeak!" As if sensing Xiuyue's emotions, Xuetuan'er desperately rubbed her little head against the back of Xiuyue's hands: "Squeak!"

This voice made the old man who had been paying attention to them sigh, this fox is really spiritual.

Thinking of something, he tentatively asked: "Girl, do you... know that young master who is seriously ill?"

Xiuyue lowered her eyes, stood up with Xue Tuan'er tightly hugged, and nodded almost imperceptibly: "Well, I know..."

"Young lady, don't be sad. From the perspective of an old man, that young master is not a person with poor fortune. He lives in the world and pays attention to unity. Although he looks comatose and seriously ill, the clearness between his brows does not dissipate. He is not short-lived. People. The girl should keep this thing, the fox is psychic, it is so stubborn, it must have a purpose... hey."

Holding the lantern, the old man glanced at the two of them again, shook his head, and finally couldn't bear it, and closed the door.

There are thousands of things in the world, how can everything go well?

"I'm not someone with a short life..." With a murmur, Xiuyue clenched the Qiwei Xuelian tightly in her hand, stood up, and the wind brushed a strand of blue hair on her forehead, covering all the emotions in her eyes, and the wind hit her. Moved, blowing her elegant demeanor, and her clothes fluttered.

In the cold, a touch of determination flashed from the bottom of his eyes!

If he is a person with a short life, then she will... Take her life to the sky!
(End of this chapter)