!”

Xie Xiaobai was praised by his aunt, and his tail couldn't help wagging happily: "Thank you, aunt! I am also the most beautiful aunt in the world~"

"Your little mouth is so sweet! Let auntie kiss it and see if the little white baby is really that sweet!"

When Feng Ranzhou walked out of the house, he happened to see Xie Wanyou, the senior sister, hugging Xiaobai and kissing her fiercely. She was no less crazy than Xie Wanyou when he was addicted to cats.

"..." The tips of his ears twitched in disgust. Sure enough, birds of a feather flock together.

The two new Xuancang disciples were placed in the Yuhua Hall. When Xie Wanyou and Luo Ruxi entered, there were still many Bixiao disciples gathered in the hall, all to observe the healing process of resentment.

The crowd blocked the two patients. Xie Wanyou hugged Xiaobai and hesitated whether to move forward or not.

At this time, the tip of Xiaobai's nose moved slightly, and he sniffed in the air. He didn't know what he smelled, and the hair all over his body exploded. He said to Xie Wanyou as if he was facing an enemy: "Mother, that aunt and uncle were there last time."

here!"

It still remembered that the last time its mother met them, she hid with it nervously, for fear of running into the uncle and aunt.

Xiaobai looked around nervously and whispered to Xie Wanyou: "Mother, let's run!"

Xie Wanyou was stunned. He didn't expect that Xiaobai could still recognize the scents of Rong Zhiwei and Yan Mingshu after so long.

Seeing that Zaizai looked more anxious than she was, she couldn't help but curl her lips and touched him comfortingly.

Mao Maotou: "That aunt and uncle are the new patients, and my mother came here specially to see them."

Xie Xiaobai was confused, tilted his head and asked, "Aren't you afraid of being discovered by them, mother?"

"It's okay, they are still sleeping." Xie Wanyou kissed its little head and sighed: "Mother, take one look and leave."

Feng Ranzhou squatted beside her legs, and with his hearing, he easily picked up what Xie Wanyou said to Xiaobai.

His eyes moved slightly and he glanced up at Xie Wanyou.

Sure enough, she knew these two Xuancang disciples.

Remembering that Xie Wanyou also practiced swordsmanship, Feng Ranzhou's eyes deepened.

Seeing Xie Wanyou walking toward the crowd, he followed him quietly.

Xie Wanyou passed through the crowd and stood in front, finally seeing clearly the state of Rong Zhiwei and Yan Mingshu at this time.

They were lying on two beds respectively. The Piyin Jade that suppressed resentment was floating above their heads. As the elders formed seals, wisps of black energy escaped from their eyebrows. Then they were attracted by the Piyin Jade and lingered around the jade.

around the body.

Rong Zhiwei and Yan Mingshu both had their eyes closed, but their complexions improved and the purple on their lips also faded a bit.

For Xie Wanyu, this is good news.

But for a cub that had never seen much of the world, the dark-faced uncle and aunt seemed a bit scary. Xie Xiaobai carefully looked around for a few times, then buried his head in his mother's neck, tilted his ears, and said,

Dare to look again.

Xie Wanyou touched the little thing's head and was about to speak to comfort him when he suddenly saw the white fox at his feet taking a few steps forward. Before Xie Wanyou could react, a white light suddenly flashed in front of his eyes. When the light dissipated, the white fox had turned

As a silver-haired man.

Xie Wanyou looked at the red highlights at the end of his hair, and his brows jumped.

She originally thought that the fire spirit's appearance was only reflected in the fox's fur turning red, but she didn't expect that even the humanoid's hair would turn red.

Xie Wanyou had no time to think carefully about why Feng Ranzhou turned into a human form at this time, because the next second, he had already walked to the bedside as if there was no one around.

The Bixiao disciples who were watching were stunned and couldn't help but look at each other. They didn't know what this Hehuan Sect disciple wanted to do. The elder who was trying to remove his grievances was also shocked. He immediately stopped his movements and said to the troublesome Hehuan Sect disciple with a straight face: "Feng

Fellow Taoist, may I have any advice?”

Feng Ranzhou didn't answer. He lowered his eyes and looked at Rong Zhiwei on the bed for a moment, then suddenly stretched out his hand towards her neck.

Xie Wanyou suddenly tensed up and almost rushed forward to stop him. Fortunately, Feng Ranzhou's hand just brushed against Rong Zhiwei's neck. With a hook of his pale fingertips, he pulled out the twisted black energy like threads.

, lingering obediently in his hand, faintly showing an ominous dark red color.

The elder's eyes narrowed: "This is..."

Feng Ranzhou looked at the black energy in his palm, and the corners of his lips curled up with unknown meaning: "It's also resentment, but... it's not the same kind of resentment as the one on the Shura Sword."

The elder suddenly realized something and hurried to Yan Mingshu's bedside. He also stretched out his hand to explore his neck, and soon found the same black-red resentment on Feng Ranzhou's hand.

The elder frowned slightly. Since these two Xuancang disciples were both injured by Shura swords, where did these two different rays of resentment come from?

When other Bixiao disciples saw this, they were also in an uproar.

Someone whispered in a low voice: "The position of the neck... Isn't it a sneak attack with resentment in advance?"

"Maybe it's true. After all, the Immortal Alliance - well, they all know it!"

"So, isn't it an accident that disciple Xuancang was seriously injured?"

When the elder heard these comments, his expression changed.

Feng Ranzhou put the wisp of resentment in the elder's hand and said calmly: "There are still doubts about this matter, so it is best to inform Xuancang Sword Sect as soon as possible."

The elder put the two strands of resentment into the bottle and nodded politely to Feng Ranzhou: "Thank you, fellow Taoist Feng."

This matter was indeed very suspicious, and the elder immediately decided to report the matter to the sect leader. Before leaving, he also ordered a few people to strengthen the guard.

When leaving the Yuhua Palace, Xie Wanyou had not recovered yet.

Luo Ruxi ate another big melon, couldn't help but rub her arms, and said with lingering fear: "Xianmeng's

The water is really deep!”

Xie Wan nodded sympathetically.

She had long felt that the matter was not that simple, and those two strands of resentment further confirmed her suspicions.

She couldn't help but worry a little, if Yan Mingshu and Rong Zhiwei were really assassinated by the Immortal Alliance, and the Immortal Alliance failed to succeed once, would they chase after Bixiao Danzong for a last-ditch attack?

After thinking about it, her eyes fell on the white fox.

Feng Ranzhou suddenly helped point out the different strands of resentment, and for what purpose?

This vixen has always been dismissive of irrelevant people, and Xie Wanyou didn't believe that he had such good intentions.

Xie Wanyou secretly speculated that judging from his words, he hoped that the Xuancang Sword Sect could get the news, and the Xuancang Sword Sect had always protected its shortcomings and might confront the Immortal Alliance because of this matter.

But what good does that do him?

Xie Wanyou was still thinking about this issue while lying on the bed.

Her thoughts were too active and she couldn't sleep at all for a while. She could only listen to the patter of rain outside in the darkness.

It rained again.

"Still not sleeping yet?"

Suddenly, a deep male voice came to his ears. Xie Wanyou turned his head and looked over, seeing a pair of eyes reflecting green light.

"..." Xie Wanyou also transmitted a message into the secret: "Your eyes are still strangely bright."

Feng Ranzhou blinked subconsciously, put his head on the pillow, and said in a lazy voice, "Still thinking about those two Xuancang disciples?"

"Well," Xie Wanyou turned over and rested his arms on his head: "I feel that the Immortal Alliance will not let them go so easily, and maybe there will be back-ups."

Feng Ranzhou narrowed his eyes: "Are you so sure that those two Xuancang disciples were attacked by the Immortal Alliance and not by people from the Demon Lord's side?"

"Not sure, just guessing," Xie Wanyou said hesitantly: "Moreover, these two Xuancang disciples must come to Bixiao Danzong for treatment before they fall into coma. Could it be that they are aware of the danger in Tianyuan Danzong?"

"Assuming that it was indeed the Immortal Alliance who made the move, and these two Xuancang disciples also realized that something was wrong," Feng Ranzhou said slowly, "then the Immortal Alliance would never let them wake up and say something they shouldn't have said."

Xie Wanyou stepped into the villain's mind for a moment and felt that what Feng Ranzhou said was reasonable: "Then do you think the Bixiao Alchemy Sect can stop the Immortal Alliance assassins?"

"Since there is an assassination, the Immortal Alliance will certainly not send any cats or dogs over."

"..."

Xie Wanyou was so sad that she couldn't sleep.

Although Rong Zhiwei and Yan Mingshu were not close to the original owner because of his little actions, they did not have any bad thoughts towards the original owner because of this.

Whether it was out of morality or disgust for evil forces, Xie Wanyou didn't want to see them die in the conspiracy of the Immortal Alliance.

Xie Wanyou thought for a moment and made a decision: "They will wake up the day after tomorrow. If the Immortal Alliance takes action, it will only be tomorrow. I have to tell the master and ask him to send more manpower."

Feng Ranzhou said with unclear meaning: "You are very interested in those two people."

Xie Wanyou returned with a strange look: "Both each other."

After that, neither of them spoke anymore.

Xie Wanyou didn't care what the vixen was thinking. She figured it out, hugged Xiaobai, and gradually fell asleep.

…

The next day, Xie Wanyou went to the Yuxiao Palace early and told his master his guess.

Sect Leader Shen nodded slightly, indicating that she did not need to worry: "My master also felt that this matter was strange, so yesterday he contacted Xuancang Sword Sect, Duxuan Sword Master of Xuancang Sword Sect - the master of these two Xuancang disciples.

Your Majesty, you are already on your way here."

Xie Wanyou's expression gradually stiffened: "?"
Chapter completed!