At the last moment of escaping from Pear Blossom Pass, Yun Qing snatched half of the crown from Shui Ling'er's arms.

The water bell was caught by a small path in the vast path, and it was flying, spinning, and dizzy...... Like a cabbage again, he was wrapped and sent back to the dragon tooth mirror.

This time, his heart was completely occupied by panic and grief, and he could no longer think of protecting his heart with his true qi. So after Qianmo Xiaolu threw him on the ground, he vomited again.

After a long time, when the dizziness disappeared and his chest was no longer stuffy, he slowly calmed down.

But although the head is not dizzy, the heartache cannot be eliminated. He got up from the ground in despair, thinking back to the scene of the flames of Pear Blossom Pass that was the last thing he left in his mind, and he could only say to himself in despair: "Auntie, Mr. Yufeng, it's Ling'er's fault, I shouldn't have led that ghost king to chase me, otherwise she might not have the evil idea of destroying Pear Blossom Pass." Ling'er is sorry for you, Mr. Yufeng entrusted her to me, but I failed to protect it dutifully, it is your pear blossom pass, the place where you are married...... It was destroyed by the Ghost King like this......"

Thinking about this, he couldn't bear it anymore, and fell on the ground and wept bitterly. The mist behind the vast path, as if alarmed by the cry, slowed down and spread out in both directions.

He was weeping bitterly when he suddenly felt a cold, delicate hand put on his shoulder.

He was startled, stopped his tears and looked up, and saw Xi Mutong's ice face, which appeared in front of him like cold snow in early spring.

Although they have only been separated for a few days, they feel separated from her for a century. In addition, after being tortured by Jinghua Vine, she walked before the ghost gate was closed and came back by luck, so Shui Ling'er forgot the grief in the pear blossom pass for a while, and threw herself into her arms regardless of it.

"Auntie...... Auntie is fine! Auntie is alright! He hugged the living Xi Mutong and his sad voice continued, and joy surged into his heart again, and he couldn't control it for a while, crying and laughing.

Xi Mutong caressed his thin shoulders, and then pressed his cheek against his black hair, forced the sentimentality in his heart, and said lightly: "Ling'er, don't cry, my aunt is fine......"

As expected, on the third day that he and Shui Ling'er left Jiluo Mountain, Xi Mutong woke up.

Not only was her whole body and bones fine, but even the whiplash wounds on her back, including the old wounds from the past, had healed, which surprised her very much, and she kept trying to remember who was helping her to treat her in the fairy mound, and all she might have found in her memory was a vague image.

She asked Jin Shusheng and Qingqiu Wuwu, but the two obviously didn't know much, and simply and angrily told her that on the seventh day when Xuantian Toad molded her bones, Shui Ling'er sent spirit boy soldiers to fight them at the entrance of the Xuanbing Cave, and when they arrived at the fairy mound, they only saw him and a strange man in red disappearing into the dragon tooth mirror. They also got into the demon mirror and chased all the way, but in the end they found nothing, and the two of them almost couldn't get out.

Because of this, Jin Shusheng was so angry that he jumped like thunder, and as soon as she could sit up, he pulled Doudou over to confront her. In order to calm down the incident, Doudou took fifty military sticks himself, so he could be regarded as helping Xi Mutong send the two living Bodhisattvas away.

Xi Mutong knew that Dou Dou had been wronged, but he was powerless to save him, so he could only apologize. After Erliuxian left, he asked him in detail about the whole thing, and he answered truthfully, confirming what Erliuxian said that someone was indeed healing her in the fairy mound.

After a few days, Xi Mutong didn't go down to the Ethereal Palace, just alone, chewing on the words of the fight repeatedly. The situation he said made the vague and strange feeling in her heart even stronger.

"The Man in Red......"

She kept repeating these words, becoming more and more convinced that he had been there for her in her dying years, and had been with her. But she couldn't believe that his shirt would turn red again.

"Now that the gentleman has recovered, how can he still wear red clothes for no reason?"

The only person who could stop her guessing was Shui Ling'er, but he had been missing for several days, and she had to worry about him.

Where did he go along the Path? Those small paths lead to all the treacherous mountains and rivers in the Six Realms, and he must not have an accident because of this!

She worriedly searched the Flying Fire Streamer Wall, but found nothing.

After thinking about it for a long time, she could only use the method that seemed to be the most ineffective: since Shui Ling'er disappeared into the dragon tooth mirror, it was hard to say that she would also come back through the demon mirror. Since there is no way to find it anywhere else, it is better to stay in the fairy mound, the only place she can wait.

On this day, she was meditating on the ice bed when she suddenly heard movement in the dragon tooth mirror, and suddenly she was hopeful. She hurriedly unsealed the demon mirror, pierced through the mist, and searched all the way forward.

When she walked to the edge of the vast path, she saw Shui Ling'er holding something in her arms, prostrate on the ground.

He finally returned safely, and she was relieved. But when she hugged him and asked him where he had been in the past few days, he cried like tears and couldn't answer a word.

Seeing that he was so emotional, she had to appease him first, let him go back to the Floating Life Hall to rest temporarily, and she didn't have to stay in the fairy spirit mound anymore, so she went back to the Ethereal Palace.

Shui Ling'er returned to the Floating Life Palace, Lulu helped him change out of his tattered clothes, and brought him hot water for a bath.

He shook his torn clothes, but he felt heavy, and after shaking again, a small white jade porcelain bottle fell out.

He picked it up and looked at it, and it turned out to be a small bottle of wine, and there were three words written on the bottle: pear blossom brewing. (To be continued.) )