Yu'er walked to her side, pushed her and said, "Xiaomi, what's wrong with you?"

"Ah, I..." Xiaomi just woke up, "I, I'm fine."

Yu'er patted her on the shoulder and said, "Let's go back to sleep."

"Yeah." Xiaomi nodded.

Yu'er led her upstairs.

You Jue's eyes kept staring at Yu'er's back.

Uncle Fang and Aunt Lian upstairs saw all this and couldn't help but feel worried.

Yu'er lay on the bed and tossed and turned for a while, then said to Xiaomi: "Tomorrow you and your parents will go back to Qingluo Peak."

"What about you?" Xiaomi asked.

"I can't go back now," Yu'er said.

"But, Aunt Lian asked you to go back with us." Xiao Mi said.

Yes, we have to find a way, Yu'er thought in her heart.

We can't take this plague god back to Qingluo Peak!

"I will find a way," Yu'er said, "Go to sleep."

Xiao Mi fell asleep soon, but Yu'er found it difficult to fall asleep.

Now that Qilin has been sealed again, You Jue's temperament has also changed drastically. It's really a suffocating feeling to be stared at by him like this.

He keeps saying he wants to protect me, what is his purpose?

Why are you staring at me so hard?

——Of course, these answers are not the most important. The most important thing is to find an opportunity to get rid of him and never let him continue to follow you!

At dawn, in Chitian Village, the Lord has just woken up from his sleep.

He did not sleep peacefully, and his clothes were soaked with sweat.

Ever since You Jue used the power of Qilin to treat his injuries, that kind of heart-wrenching pain would suddenly hit him at any time, causing him to suffer day and night.

Seeing the Lord in such pain, Ziqing knelt down and said, "Honored Lord, why don't you let us help You Jue to kill the divine turtle together?"

"You?" the Lord said, "even if all of you work together, you can't kill the turtle."

"Whether you can or can't, you have to give it a try, otherwise, I'm afraid..."

If I get sick again next time, I'm afraid I won't be able to wake up again.

Ziqing did not dare to speak any further.

The Lord was silent, his pale face glowing with a sinister paleness.

Little does he know that every time he does it, he is gambling.

"Honored Lord, An Ting asks for permission." An Ting said outside the door.

"Come in." The Lord said, getting up from the edge of the bed and slowly walking to the desk.

Hearing came through the door secretly, knelt down and bowed to the Lord, and said: "The messenger has sent news."

"Say it." The Lord said.

He secretly reported the situation of Yu'er and his party to the Lord.

"Who are these people? Have you found them?" the Lord asked.

"It has been found out that they live in Qingluo Peak, and the middle-aged couple are their parents." An heard back.

"What did Yu Su say?" the Lord asked with a slight nod.

"The smell is strong, so it must be a fox. Judging from its aura, it must be more than a thousand years old." An Ting said.

Hearing his words, the Lord's usually indifferent face showed a rare joy, a joy that was close to ecstasy.

"Listen secretly," the Lord said.

"Yes." An Ting replied.

"Wouldn't it be nonsense to say that God won't help me?" A satisfied smile appeared on the Lord's lips, gradually widened, and finally laughed out loud.

"Congratulations, Lord!" Listening secretly, Ziqing and others hurriedly knelt on the ground and congratulated.

"If you can get all the blood of two thousand-year-old foxes, you can cure two or three of your stubborn diseases. When you get something that will last forever, you can ride around the world!" said the Lord.

The search for Bingzhi has yielded no results for many years.

With his current physical condition, even if he has great ambitions, he can only endure and wait.

However, he can endure and wait.

He wanted to bet on this day!

Now this thousand-year spirit fox has come at the right time!

"Ask You Jue to capture two thousand-year-old foxes and deliver them to Chitian Village within seven days." The Lord said.
Chapter completed!