In the dormitory, candles flickered. Tusheng sat next to Jialan, his fingers gently running over his high brow bones, long eyelashes, and shaved chin. When he sleeps, he is like a child left behind in the dark.

  Now she realized that the high-spirited Jialan had quietly disappeared, and all that remained was the vicissitudes and tiredness after the wind and frost.

  She has been by his side for the past few days, and the doctor of the Shadowless Palace gave him the only thousand-year-old blood ginseng, temporarily hanging his life. But even if he slept so peacefully, he could hear his low moans of pain in the middle of the night.

  He must be in pain right now.

  Yesterday, she overheard Dafu Luo Changfeng's conversation.

  "Now that the second master is alive, it is better to live than to die, it is better to take out the blood ginseng in his mouth......

  Luo Changfeng slapped him, and the tears in his eyes were amazingly bright, "He is my second brother, and I have fought side by side with him for fifteen years!" In the past fifteen years, how many excellent disciples he has brought out, how many Longtan Tiger's Den have been broken, without him, there would be no Shadowless Palace today! You're going to let me kill him now?! ”

  "Grand Palace Master, do you think I want the second master to die?" The young doctor also cried, "But have you ever visited him?" In the past few days, he has been tormented by illness day and night, what has become of him! He is also suffering from his life now! ”

  Luo Changfeng pushed open the door and ran into Huasheng standing outside the door with a dull gaze.

  Luo Changfeng asked her, "You just heard it." ”

  She nodded.

  "You decide."

  At this moment, Hua Sheng leaned over and kissed his lips, tears fell on his cheeks, and she put his hand on her stomach, "I dreamed yesterday that it was a boy, he was well-behaved, and he didn't cry or make trouble in your arms." You can't die, you have to watch him grow up. Even if you don't like me, he's your blood, your only blood relative in the world. He couldn't live without his father. ”

  She leaned over and kissed his pale lips, her tone soft, but resolute, "Wait for me to come back." ”

  Huasheng returned to the Palace of Eternal Life alone and begged for Mu Zisu's help. Gu Xiuyuan was also shocked when he heard this, but he knew very well in his heart that he couldn't send anyone from the Immortal Palace to the Shadowless Palace now. He could only ask Lin Dongqing to take some Jiuqu Lingshen Dan to paint Sheng.

  But Lin Dongqing said, "Blood ginseng can't save him, and Lingshen Dan is useless." Perhaps—only Mr. Xiao's blood can save a life. ”

  So, Mu Zisu took some of Xiao Xian's finger blood and brought it to Huasheng.

  Gu Xiuyuan Imperial Sword took her and flew towards the Shadowless Palace, and when she was three miles away, she asked Gu Xiuyuan to stop. In the wind and sand, Hua Sheng saluted respectfully, "Thank you, Elder Gu." ”

  He comforted her, "Don't worry, he's going to be fine." ”

  Gu Xiuyuan looked at her back, as weak as a small white flower in the desert, gradually buried by the wind and sand.

  As soon as Hua Sheng arrived at the gate of the Shadowless Palace, he saw that there was a mess inside. The disciples went in and out with blood-stained gauze and various pills.

  Sitting at the door wiping her tears, she hurriedly walked over and asked him, "What's going on?" ”

  When Xiao Xian saw the painting sheng, he cried silently, "Second sister-in-law...... Where have you been...... The second master ...... He can't. ”

  Just yesterday, Jialan's condition suddenly worsened, he kept vomiting blood, and the doctors were in a hurry, but he couldn't eat anything.

  Hua Sheng felt a thunderbolt explode above his head, and his mind went blank. She settled down, ran in quickly, pushed aside the doctors gathered around Jialan, and fed him the blood.