Master, after his soul is gone

Chapter 98

Wen Qizhou frowned, "What did you say?"

Luo Chen hooked his lips, "Just now, Qi Xianjun spent a lot of immortal power to treat that beast, so now he still has the strength to fight me?"

"I advise Qi Xianjun to forget it. If I beat him to death in a while, wouldn't he be ashamed and thrown home?"

Hearing this, Yan Yuzhi couldn't help frowning, "How did you know that?"

The smile on the corner of Luochen's mouth became more obvious, "Want to know? Then let me stab you and I'll tell you, how about it?"

Yan Yuzhi was naturally too lazy to communicate with him, and was about to step forward after imagining his sword, but Wen Qizhou grabbed his wrist.

Wen Qizhou said softly, "Hey, just stand here and I'll go."

Yan Yuzhi frowned, "But..."

Before he finished speaking, he heard Wen Qizhou whispering close to his ear, "Be obedient, you didn't rest well last night, so you should rest for a while, be good."

Knowing that someone mentioned it on purpose, Yan Yuzhi glared at him, but still said with concern, "Then be careful, he must be hiding something."

Wen Qizhou rubbed his head to show he knew.

Seeing the actions of the two, Luo Chen's eyes flashed an inexplicable emotion, and then BaN mocked, "Why, is Qi Xianjun explaining the funeral?"

"It's true, it's better to say it earlier than to have no chance after a while."

Facing Luo Chen's provocation, the other immortals couldn't sit still anymore, and began to scold him in a hurry.

But Luochen didn't care at all, just stared straight at Wen Qizhou and Yan Yuzhi.

After confessing the good words to Yuzhi, Wen Qizhou looked at Luochen coldly, "Do you think these can irritate me?"

Luo Chen raised his eyebrows, this was not the only thing he wanted to say.

Wen Qizhou raised his hand, and a sword with a cold light appeared in his hand.

Seeing this sword, Luo Chen was stunned for a moment, "Purple Frost Sword? You..."

Before he could finish his words, Wen Qizhou had already raised his sword and stabbed at his gate of life.

Luo Chen hastily dodged, barely avoiding it.

After all, it was Wen Qizhou, even though he had used a lot of immortal power, he was not at a disadvantage in the fight against Luo Chen at this moment, but Luo Chen would inevitably struggle.

Looking at the calm and composed person, Luo Chen suddenly took a few steps back and looked at him with a smile, "Qi Xianjun, do you think you will be sad if Xiao Zhi doesn't know you anymore?"

Wen Qizhou turned cold, "What did you say?"

A bright smile rose from the corner of Luochen's mouth, "It's literally, he will never remember you, and treat you like a stranger."

"Do you think such a game will be fun?"

Lifting the sword and casting spells, I heard that Qi Zhou's murderous intent was even more intense, and his movements became more agile, which made Luo Chen unable to resist, and had no time to think about other things.

Within a few strokes, Wen Qizhou's Zishuang sword pierced Luo Chen's heart.

But there was no surprise in Luochen's eyes, instead he laughed even more wildly.

Holding the Zishuang Sword, let it stab deeper, and the next moment it turned into a cloud of black smoke and dissipated.

But right after, Luochen's voice sounded not far behind, laughing wildly, "Wen Qizhou, you will be tricked one day, it's really interesting."

Transforming back into human form again, Luo Chen flew towards Yan Yuzhi with lightning speed.

"Wen Qizhou, feel the joy of losing someone you love."

In the blink of an eye, Wen Qizhou chased after him, and slammed Luochen with a palm, and Luochen was embedded in a pillar not far away. The other immortals hurried forward to restrain him, but they saw him detonate A burst of hot air exploded in an instant.

What no one except Wen Qizhou noticed was that a wisp of black smoke rushed towards Yan Yuzhi.

The ancient book says that the transformation of the monster clan into smoke is done by burning with its own power, the monster power is huge, there is no other possibility except to block it with the body.

So Wen Qizhou didn't care about anything else, turned around and stood in front of Yan Yuzhi, pressed his whole body on Yan Yuzhi's body, and spurted out a mouthful of blood in an instant.

Sensing the weight on his body, Yan Yuzhi came back to his senses, "Wen Qizhou, you..."

Wen Qizhou's face turned pale in an instant, and he reached out to rub his cheek, "Hey, I'm fine."

It was already like this, how could it be all right, Yan Yuzhi naturally didn't believe it.

Hastily casting spells to heal Wen Qizhou, but unexpectedly, Wen Qizhou's body seemed to be covered with a protective cover, and no magic power could penetrate.

This made Yan Yuzhi panic, "Where's the fairy doctor? Where's the fairy doctor?"

An old man ran over in a hurry, stretched out his hand to catch Wen Qizhou's pulse, his face suddenly became heavy.

"How? What happened?" Yan Yuzhi's eyes were full of anxiety.

The immortal doctor sighed, "Qi Xianjun was imprisoned by the demon clan's spell, like..."

Before he finished speaking, Yan Yuzhi felt his shoulders sink, and Wen Qizhou passed out.

"Wen Qizhou!"

Yan Yuzhi looked at the fairy doctor coldly for a moment, "What's going on?"

The immortal doctor hurriedly said, "After being cursed by the demon race, he will immediately fall into a deep sleep. It is already the limit for Qi Xianjun to hold on and talk to you. Now there is no other way but to wait for him to wake up on his own."

Yan Yuzhi couldn't help turning cold, "Are you sure it's not because you're not good at medicine?"

Regarding Yan Yuzhi's questioning, the immortal doctor dared not speak out, "Young Palace Mistress, I dare not lie, this is the method of Da Luo Immortal."

Yan Yuzhi stretched out his hand to smell Wen Qizhou's breath. Although it was weak, he could ensure that he was still safe.

Seeing Yan Yuzhi's face was ugly, the immortal doctor comforted him, "But young palace master, don't worry, apart from not being able to wake up, there is nothing serious about Qi Xianjun's body, but the immortal power is seriously depleted, so just rest."

What can't wake you up?

These words made Yan Yuzhi's face darken a lot, the fairy doctor reacted suddenly, and hit himself several times.

Casting a cold glance at the immortal doctor, Yan Yuzhi brought Wen Qizhou back to his palace.

Seeing the two come back, Yinshuang who just woke up widened her eyes, "Who are you?"

Yan Yuzhi didn't speak, but put him on the bed, covered him with a quilt, and stared at him without blinking.

Yinshuang coughed lightly, "You know?"

Turning his head to look at the cat that was coming, he rubbed her head, "Are you feeling better?"

Yinshuang nodded, "It's much better, I already feel the existence of spiritual power, but I can't use it yet."

"Brother Zhou, what's the matter? You went out in a hurry just now, why did you come back like this?"

Yan Yuzhi briefly mentioned it, and Yinshuang felt bad all over.

"Then what will Brother Zhou do now?"

Yan Yuzhi shook his head, "The fairy doctor said that we can only wait, but I think this is pure nonsense. If we can only wait, why does Luochen attack me so desperately?"

"Either there will be problems if the treatment is not done now, or unexpected things will happen after he wakes up."

"But either way, it doesn't bode well."

Taking a deep breath, Yan Yuzhi tried to suppress his irritability, but it turned out to be of no avail.

After staring at Wen Qizhou for a while, Yan Yuzhi suddenly looked at Yinshuang, "If it's convenient for you later, go to my bookstore and have a look. I remember some information about the Yaozu."

Yinshuang responded, "I'll go now, don't worry."

Yan Yuzhi responded, but he couldn't feel relieved at all.

Reaching out to hold Wen Qizhou's hand and sticking it to his cheek, Yan Yuzhi sighed softly, "Wen Qizhou, don't scare me, okay?"

"I haven't given you the status of serving, how can you run away early?"

"And I remember what some people said, you won't give up every opportunity without asking for my forgiveness. You can't take your word for it."

"Wen Qizhou, can you wake up?"

Yan Yuzhi pursed his lips, "Wen Qizhou, if you don't wake up again, I will ignore you, and I will never forgive you again."

But no matter what he said, the person lying on the bed didn't react at all, not even frowning or moving his fingers.

Even though he knew not to be too impatient, Ke Yan Yuzhi still couldn't control himself.

God knows how scared he was when Wen Qizhou fell on him.

He was really afraid that Wen Qizhou would disappear, so what should he do?

Even though saying it would make people laugh, but at the moment Wen Qizhou blocked the danger for himself, he felt that nothing was important, as long as Wen Qizhou was well, that would be fine.

Thinking of this, Yan Yuzhi held Wen Qizhou's hand even harder, "Azhou, can you hear me? If you hear me, can you move your fingers? Just one, one."

After finishing speaking, he kept staring at Wen Qizhou's hand, and the result naturally disappointed him.

In the next few days, in Yan Yuzhi's palace, immortal doctors came in and out, and they were all invited to take Wen Qizhou's pulse, but none of them had one word: wait.

But because he couldn't wait any longer, Yan Yuzhi summoned the immortal doctor over and over again, trying to find a solution.

And he always went to the Book Pavilion to find related books, and even went to the Palace Master's Secret Pavilion, but he didn't see any solution to the demon clan's spells.

But during this period, Yan Yuzhi naturally did other things, such as investigating who released Luochen.

After all, the sky is tight and the guards are extremely strict. Not everyone can enter if they want.

But just like Wen Qizhou's spell, there is no solution.

Two days later, Pei Jue, who had disappeared for a long time, suddenly came to the door, saying that he had previously recorded a biography about the Yaozu, and he came here to present it.

Although biography is probably hopeless, Yan Yuzhi is still very grateful.

Unexpectedly, this biography is not an ordinary story book, as long as it is a little closer to the candle and burned on it, other contents will quietly emerge.

What's even more surprising is that there is actually a solution to the monster spells above.

It's just that after seeing the words on it, Yan Yuzhi's eyes were a little subtle.

Pei Jue looked at him suspiciously, stretched out his hand to take it, and his whole body froze, his expression a little unnatural.

"This... isn't this embarrassing?"

"Qi Xianjun is in a coma now, how can he carry out the first step of the plan?"