Xi Mutong's face was getting angry, and she knew that the hour could not be delayed, so she could only clean up her mood, help her sit down again, and start to force drugs for her.

The Jade Yang Divine Dragon Sutra cultivated by the Hengshan Sect is the Divine Skill of the Sun, which just offsets the cold qi of Xuantian Water in Xi Mutong's body. Allowing Yang Qi to run through her meridians will soon be able to force out the Qilin Poison, but it will take some time for her body to fully recover.

Broken flute secretly uses internal strength, and when her palms turn red, she immediately slaps it on her vest. I saw a gray-black mist evaporating from the gap in his palm, and the black and purple color on her back was gradually fading.

In this way, the poison lasted for a while, and Duan Xiao's handsome and fair face was gradually covered with a layer of black frost.

After another hour or so, the unicorn poison on Xi Mutong's back finally disappeared, and the palms of the broken flute had become black, and at the same time, a wisp of black blood flowed down the corners of his well-defined mouth, but a relieved smile appeared on his face.

The moon is as cool as water, the autumn cicadas are chirping, the autumn breeze outside the purple kite cave is bleak, and the shadows of the trees are swaying. There is no fire on the broken flute, and he embraces his beloved in the dark, only the ticking sound of mountain spring water as a companion.

At this time, Xi Mutong's breathing had become even, but he was still unconscious.

In fact, he didn't want her to wake up so soon, because once she did, he wouldn't be able to take her into his arms like that. She would inevitably regain her icy countenance and leave him soon.

He hugged her and muttered to himself.

"Tong'er, do you remember that year, when we first met on the banks of the Lancang River? You combed two small buns and hung two small pigtails. You hold a bullwhip and walk away crying and walking with a scar on your face. You said you were sorry for that black-faced uncle, and you kept crying and talking, but I didn't understand it at all. I was hiding from my father and mother and playing by the river privately, but I didn't want to meet you. In this way, I will take you to a secluded cave and bandage and heal you.

"After the injury recovered, you said that you were going to move a mountain, and you wanted to call that mountain Jiluo Mountain, and asked me if I would like to go with it. Of course I am willing, I am willing to follow you to the end of the cape, to be your patron saint forever, to love you, to protect you, and never to abandon you. But then your father, the god of Ximu Mountain, came and told you about your life experience, and said that as long as you are alive, you cannot love or marry, which is the poisonous curse of your biological mother when you came to the world, so you want to leave me.

"Tong'er, do you know that as long as I have you, I won't be afraid of any poisonous curse? Even if we never get married, as long as we can see you every day, accompany you, watch you laugh, and wipe away your tears when you cry, my life is enough. People in the world regard marriage as the only way for two people to be together, but I think that your love is thicker than the sky and the earth, for you, I can give up worshipping heaven and earth and enter the cave room, as long as I can always wait by your side.

"However, you still left me, you were chased and killed by the demons on the bank of the Lancang River, and were bitten by the Mobei fox to death, and then in order to defend the human world, you were seized of the bones of the whole body by the demon clan's ten thousand souls and bones, and finally were suspended by the gods for 99 years in the Zhili Mountain, and suffered from hawksbill bats. I tried my best to unite with the other four immortals to rescue you and bring you back to life with the bones of Xuantian Water, but you said goodbye to me at the bonfire of the Bearded Divine Clan on the banks of the Lancang River, and never saw me again.

"I looked in the direction of Jiluo Mountain day and night, thinking that we would never see each other again for this life. The only thing I can do is to ask the heavens to grant you happiness. I just want to continue to cherish your soul on the top of the distant Heng Mountain, and let my soul always accompany you, and that's enough......"

Broken Xiao kept talking in her ear, eager to pour out all the words that had been buried in her heart for ten years overnight.

His face pressed against her cold cheeks, allowing the Xuantian Water in her body to suck out the remaining true qi in his body little by little. He really wanted to die with her like this, so that if he died, he could live with her for the rest of his life.