He looked calm on the surface, but his actual thoughts were worlds apart.
Ziyin Zhenren considered Xie Lige to be the descendant of Xuan Xiao's generation.
Therefore, he let down his guard a lot.
Every time he fed Baili Tusu medicine, he gave him full authority.
He stood at the back and watched quietly.
Xie Lige did not care.
He had always been happy to do this kind of cruel work. Besides, Xuan Xiao would rather die than walk out of the cave.
Xie Lige, who had a bad temper, could not help but be irritable.
He could use this matter to vent his anger.
However, Baili Tusu suffered.
This child basically did not dream of the nightmare of the extermination of Wumeng Spirit Valley. As soon as he felt Xie Lige's aura, he would wake up in the next second.
He was very fast and was ready to escape.
"Why are you running? Drink the medicine!" Xie Lige twisted his hand.
Baili Tusu could not escape from the devil's claws. He was obediently pressed on the bed to drink the medicine.
A few days later,
The murderous aura in Baili Tusu's body had basically disappeared.
When Xie Lige finished his work and was preparing to return to his cocoon hut, a disciple of Heaven's Wall City hurried to the side room. He looked hurried as if he was looking for someone.
The disciple looked around.
When he saw this season with his head lowered, his eyes lit up and he quickly walked into the side room.
"Doctor Xie,
Zhenren Xuan Xiao came out of seclusion from the back mountain, "the disciple said happily.
Xie Lige was tidying up the medicine bowl with his head lowered. He did not hear the disciple behind him and said lazily, "What did you say?"
"Zhenren Xuan Xiao came out of seclusion." The disciple raised his voice, unable to hide the joy in his tone.
"Hmm?" This time, Xie Lige heard clearly.
He turned his head to look at the disciple.
He found that the disciple could no longer hide his joy.
After a long while,
The disciple came to his senses and found that Xie Lige's reaction was too calm.
Perhaps he did not see the real person and did not believe what he said, the disciple guessed.
Thinking of this, the disciple could not help but emphasize, "I'm serious."
"Okay." Xie Lige had no choice but to respond.
He was still tidying up the medicine bowls with his head down. When he was almost done, he raised his head and met the disciple's eager gaze.
Xie Lige had a headache. "He just came out of seclusion. It's not like I haven't seen him before. Why are you so agitated?"
The disciple smiled guiltily.
"Hmm?"
Xie Lige did not let go of this guilty smile. He felt that something was wrong, and his tone became serious. "What exactly happened? Tell me clearly."
"Well, you should go out and see for yourself," the disciple said helplessly.
After hearing this, Xie Lige walked out of the room and arrived at the back of the mountain. He found that the back of the mountain was in an awkward situation. A black figure and a white figure were fighting in the air. The beautiful and dangerous sword light splashed out with their movements. The trees on the mountain were affected by the sword light.
When the disciples saw the two big shots fighting above, they all left, afraid that they would be killed by mistake.
The disciple who led the way was no exception. When he saw Xuan Xiao and Zi Yin fighting in the air, his face turned pale. He turned to tell Xie Lige that the real Xuan Xiao was above and ran away without stopping.
Xie Lige fell silent as he watched the disciple run for his life.
Xuan Xiao, who was fighting in the air, did not completely lose his mind. He was still very calm. He glanced at Xuan Xiao, who was completely immersed in the battle. He recalled that Xie Lige had once said that he was friends with Xuan Xiao. For some reason, he used all his strength to force Xuan Xiao to take a step back. Then, he came to Xie Lige's side.
"Why did you come down?" Xie Lige was awakened from his thoughts by the sudden appearance of the person beside him.
Ziyin Spiritual Master raised his head and looked at Xuan Xiao, who was still in a daze. He frowned as if he did not understand why his opponent would attack him when he had already seen Xie Lige.
Xuan Xiao did not hesitate to slash down with his sword.
Ziyin Spiritual Master calmly forced the sword back. Then, he looked at Xie Lige and asked in a puzzled tone, "Didn't you say that you were friends with Xuan Xiao?
Why is he still not awake? "
Xie Lige, "…" He looked at Zi Yin tentatively. Finally, he failed under Zi Yin's serious gaze.
This Spiritual Master clearly thought that as long as they were friends, he would be able to recognize them even if they were crazy.
This was a couple's script, okay?
Xie Lige cursed in his heart.
"Who are you?"
Xuan Xiao, who was in the air, also saw Xie Lige on the ground. For some reason, he felt that he was very familiar. He looked down at him and asked.
…
The atmosphere was dead silent.
With a gloomy face, Xie Lige comforted himself in his heart that he should not lower himself to the level of a fool. However, when he saw that lofty face, he lost his rationality. It had been a long time since he was looked down at by someone, especially someone who looked at him as if he was an ant.
"Zhao Kuangheng, you're courting death," Xie Lige said word by word.
Xuan Xiao, who was in the air, waited for the person below to respond. In his heart, he was still wondering if he should act cold and elegant. Before he could decide, he heard the calm voice below, which made him shudder involuntarily.
It was as if he would encounter something terrible if he did not listen to that person.
Xuan Xiao thought so, but his eyes were still coldly looking at Xie Lige below.