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Chapter 212: Damn it, my disciple is the Demon Lord 31

Lin Zhou was unconscious the whole time and remembered nothing after waking up.

After resting for a few days, Shi Qing finally proposed to return to Yunqi Sect.

Jiang Wei and Song Yu were halfway through their journey when Cangzhou said goodbye and went home. In the future, he might continue to look for a cure for his brother.

As for Yue Xianxian, helping Song Yu was a way for her to repay Shi Qing for saving her that day. After successfully escaping from the underworld, perhaps realizing that her demonic power was weak, she returned to the mountains and forests to concentrate on her cultivation.

Life is full of ups and downs, and everyone has his own way to go. I listened to it all, but there was no reaction.

Compared to these, the most important thing at present is the synthesis and smelting of the Sword of Gods and Demons.

All the materials were available, but the Star Dragon Grass was special. After a month, there was no improvement in cultivation, and the flower buds were still not fully opened.

The Demon-Imprisoning Seal has been repeatedly destroyed by the Underworld and the Demons, and is now in jeopardy. Every month, the major sects take turns to reinforce the seal.

However, the evil spirit imprisoned inside will only grow stronger with time, and everyone in the cultivation world who knows the truth is in danger.

Throughout the sect, the elders of each peak strictly urged their disciples to practice, and the sect leader and others were busy trying to find a way to restore the magic circle.

After Song Yu recovered from his injury, he couldn't wait to treat Shi Qing's eyes.

The sacred object of the underworld looks like an evil object. It is bright red in color and looks like a large shell. It is said that it is a treasure that was nurtured by the Wu Yue River after a thousand years.

Grind it into powder, apply one portion on the eyes, and refine the other portion into a pill to be taken orally. Then cooperate with a person with advanced cultivation to force out the poison in the eyes, and after 49 days, the eyes will be healed.

The treatment process was not pleasant, and his eyes would itch or sting from time to time. In order to prevent the spread of the poison, Shi Qing could not even use his spiritual power.

During the days when he had nothing to do, he could only stay in Yunqi Sect, instruct Lu Xingxuan and Lin Zhou in sword practice, and occasionally eat some barbecue popsicles that Lu Xingxuan had invented. Time passed slowly.

After another treatment, Shi Qing suddenly grabbed the corner of Song Yu's clothes.

"Brother Songyu, do you really want me to see it?"

Song Yu tapped her head and said, "Of course, each of us hopes that Junior Sister can see the light again."

Shi Qing's fingertips that were pinching the corner of his clothes froze, and he asked in a vague voice, "What if the medicine doesn't work this time?"

Song Yu answered her while packing up the bottles and jars:

"If it doesn't work, then keep looking. I don't believe there's nothing in the world that can cure your eyes."

Thinking of something, Song Yu sat beside her, and his casual voice revealed a firmness that could not be resisted:

"Junior sister, I made you worry last time when Ming Shanhai happened. But if this happens again, I will not give up even if there is a glimmer of hope."

Shi Qing lowered her head. Her eyes, which had just been medicated, suddenly felt itchy and tears rolled down her cheeks. "It will be fine. It will definitely be fine."

"Hey, don't cry, little sister. I was just teasing you. I will definitely cherish my life. Next time I set out, I will make full preparations and never take the risk of making you worry again."

"Why do all of you have to be so nice to me?"

So good that he was willing to risk his own life.

Senior Brother Fuxue did this to save her, Su Lin found Bai Ling for her, and even Song Yu, who was not much older than her, did the same.

How many people's expectations will she have to bear in her life?

Shi Qing sobbed and used the sleeve at hand to wipe his nose.

It was rare for her to be so childish, and Song Yu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, nor did she dislike her.

"Because you will always be our junior sister, in the past, present and future, and it will never change."

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Ever since that conversation, Shi Qing has been having nightmares.

Under the glaring sun, she dreamed of blood flying all over the sky again and again.

"Hehehe, your body is very much in line with my heart."

A ball of black gas wrapped around his body, and the ugly human face it formed showed a hoarse and strange smile.

Shi Qing was trapped by it and couldn't move, his eyes revealed uncontrollable fear. The black gas penetrated into his dantian and ruthlessly crushed it.

"Chaos, let go of my junior sister!"

Not far away, Fu Xue was wearing a torn green robe and his gentle face was covered in blood. He glared fiercely at the black aura surrounding Shi Qing.

"Just you?" Chaos sneered, "Your master and his disciples couldn't kill me, what can a young boy like you do?"

The hand formed by black energy caressed Shi Qing's face stickily, and his chaotic eyes were filled with desire and greed.

"When I take over your body, the Demon-Imprisoning Seal will be useless to me...ah!"

Before he could finish his words, a white sword light pierced through his body.

The black energy was only slightly weakened, and the wound healed as before, but Chaos was enraged.

With a fierce look in his eyes, he let go of Shi Qing and slowly walked towards Fu Xue, "How dare you hurt me!"

Fuxue held the sword and fought with him, but his spiritual power was like an egg hitting a rock to Hun Dun. Gradually, Fuxue fell into a disadvantage.

Avoiding the attack, Fuxue took the opportunity to roll to Shi Qing's side and protected her behind him.

The man standing in front of him was no longer as dignified and elegant as before. His clothes were covered with dust, his body was covered with scars, and his right arm holding the sword was trembling and bleeding.

Shi Qing's eyes turned red, "Brother, run away by yourself."

"What nonsense are you talking about? I will protect you even if I die." Fu Xue said without even turning her head, her tone gentle yet firm.

Hun Dun was determined to take over Shi Qing's body, and every move he made was fatal to Fu Xue who tried to stop him.

With the flash of swords and sabers, a black gas suddenly pierced through Fuxue's chest, and at the same time the black gas was blown away.

"Brother!"

Shi Qing stumbled over and helped up Fu Xue who was kneeling on the ground, and with trembling fingertips he tried to transfer spiritual power to him.

Fuxue held her fingers, his broad palm stained with blood. He forced a smile with difficulty, his voice weak:

"Junior sister, you have to live well."

Unknown panic overwhelmed her rationality. The girl stared at him blankly with her misty blue eyes. Tears as big as beans overflowed unconsciously. Shi Qing's lips moved:

"Brother, what are you going to do?"

Glancing at the black air in the distance from the corner of his eye, Fu Xue suddenly hugged Shi Qing tightly in his arms.

He was tall, with strong arms on his back, and his hot body temperature came through the fabric. He bent his waist, resting his chin on her neck, and his breath was hot and gentle.

Shi Qing tilted her head back and leaned on Fuxue's shoulder. The smell of blood was everywhere and the cold wind passed through the hole in the man's chest, but she had the illusion that it was her own heart that was leaking air.

"Junior sister, live well, you must live well."

The big hand stroked her head reluctantly, the voice so faint that it seemed to melt into the wind, tender and lingering.

Shi Qing seemed to know what he was doing, and she cried and hugged his waist and refused to let go, "Brother, don't leave me, don't leave me, I beg you..."

Fuxue broke free and put his spiritual sword "Zhixue" in her hand, with a calm smile in his drooping eyes.

"Senior brother is also reluctant to part with you."

He used his spiritual power to form a protective shield for Zhixue, isolating the girl inside.

"Brother, don't do this, don't leave me alone, don't leave me..."

Shi Qing was tied up by Zhixue and looked at the man with a gentle smile in despair.