Baili Jingyuan has a very clear understanding of his own cultivation. It is guaranteed that he can be free from illness and disaster, but he does not have the ability to treat others. He has also known about Luo Wenhui's condition for a long time.

Yes, he is really powerless in the face of such a thing given by destiny.

"Qingge, you and Xiaolan help your mother back to the room first. I will come later."

Qingge nodded, and together with Xiaolan, he helped Luo Wenhui back to his house and lay down. Baili Jingyuan sat in the hall. In this short day, not only Qingge, but also he himself suffered a blow. Baili Jingyuan was sitting in the hall.

The death of Li Zhengyuan was also a great pain for him. His eyes wandered and finally landed on the Qian Kun bag on the table. Maybe there was some elixir in it that could save him in an emergency.

After untying the divine mark on the Qiankun Bag, Baili Jingyuan scanned the contents with his spiritual consciousness. There was a pill, but there was only one bottle of Yangyuan Pill. He didn't know if the pill was useful to Luo Wenhui.

It has no effect. Now, I can only try to see if it can alleviate Luo Wenhui's current situation.

Baili Jingyuan took out the bottle of Yangyuan Pill and went to the yard where Qing Ge and his daughter were.

"Qingge, I found this from your father's relics. This pill has the effect of nourishing the body when taken by monks. For mortals, this pill is toxic but it can be regarded as a spiritual medicine. I just don't know if it has any effect. I don't have it.

grasp."

Qingge was speechless, hesitated for a while and finally nodded. Baili Jingyuan poured out two Yuan Yang Pills and asked Qingge to give them to Luo Wenhui.

Qingge looked at Luo Wenhui without blinking, watching Luo Wenhui's reaction carefully. Finally, Luo Wenhui swallowed the Yangyuan Pill. After a long time, her face improved slightly and she opened her eyes.

He looked at the people in front of him.

"Mom, I'm glad you're okay." Qingge had wiped all the tears off her face while waiting for Luo Wenhui to wake up. She was afraid that her mother would ask questions after she woke up and saw her face full of tears.

she.

"Qingge, mother is fine, cough..." Luo Wenhui coughed twice, and the handkerchief covering her mouth was covered with dark red blood stains. Not only Qingge couldn't bear to see it, but even Baili Jingyuan couldn't bear to see it.

Headed.

"Wenhui, now that you've woken up, take a good rest. As for the rest, I, an old man, should tell Qingge carefully if you have anything to say. I'll go out first." Baili Jingyuan knew that Luo Wenhui's condition might not be able to survive.

After a while, the mother and daughter left the space to him and left the house after saying that.

Xiaolan poured a glass of water and handed it over. Qingge brought the water to Luo Wenhui. After she rinsed her mouth and calmed down, she said, "Mom, it's okay."

"Qing Ge, you don't need to comfort me, cough cough... I know what my situation is. The Yangyuan Pill I just took just played a role in bringing back the light. The time has come. You can listen to me quietly first.

Finished." Luo Wenhui leaned against the bed, furious, signaling Qing Ge not to interrupt her, and let Xiao Lan go outside.

"Yeah." Qing Ge lowered his head and gritted his teeth tightly, holding back the sadness in his heart.

"I know everything about the test. Since we can't go to Yuanling City, we should find a way to go to the sect. I know you don't want to waste time in the world, so this way is still feasible." Luo

Wen Hui paused and then said: "Whether it is a noble family or a sect, there will always be some unfair things happening in it. You must learn to act according to circumstances and identify dangers, instead of going out as recklessly as you are now.

If you can't stand out outside, you won't stand out. People's hearts are treacherous, and things in the world are ever-changing. A person must be careful in everything. I don't expect you to achieve great results. I only hope that you can do whatever you want and be at ease. Ahem..."

There was another ball of blood on the handkerchief, and Luo Wenhui smiled helplessly: "Ge'er, I always feel that your father has not died yet, but just disappeared, but I can only wait for him on the Huangquan Road first.

"

"Mom, can you please stop talking and don't leave Qing Ge? There are also pills here. If you take them..." Qing Ge took the Yang Yuan Pill that Baili Jingyuan had given her before and wanted to go to Luo

Wen Hui fed it into his mouth.

But Luo Wenhui waved her hand and said: "It's useless. This pill is no longer useful to me. Don't waste it... You must live well..."

The sound was like a gnat, Luo Wenhui's eyes began to wander, and the hand holding Qing Ge slowly loosened his grip.

"Mother! Mother!" Qing Ge's voice was full of sadness, big tears rolled down from the end of her eyes, but the person on the bed would never respond to her again, and the faint worry between Luo Wenhui's brows was like a

An invisible thread has been entangled in Qingge's heart ever since.

For two days and three nights, since Luo Wenhui left, Qing Ge sat under the ancient locust tree in the yard, dazing with the flute that Luo Wenhui often played during his lifetime.

After being threatened, he gave up the test and lost the opportunity to go to Yuanling City. Then he learned that his father had died, and then his mother couldn't bear the repeated blows and left her. Why did she leave him a few days ago?

She still has both parents and is full of hope for the future, but she became an orphan today?

Although there are still relatives in this world, there is no one she can trust and rely on.

She repeatedly stroked the flute left by Luo Wenhui. The material was just ordinary green bamboo, but it was decorated with some carvings on one end. It was simple but also revealed exquisite cuteness. There were not many things left by my mother, and the precious ones were all there.

It was handed over to her during his lifetime. The only thing his father left behind was the half-filled Qiankun bag that contained the things he had returned from life and death over the years. Nothing else... nothing else.

From then on, she was alone. Xiao Qingge of the Baili family was no longer a child loved by her parents.

Sitting under the old locust tree, Qingge thought over and over about the past few days, and finally thought about what her mother said before she died. Suddenly her eyes lit up, and her mother said that she knew what happened to her in Chifeng Town.

Zhao Xian must have told her mother the whole story.

Her mother hoped that she could go to Yuanling City, but Zhao Xian used her mother's past to threaten her into giving up this opportunity. Qing Ge could imagine how her mother felt when she knew about this. Since Zhao Xian

If you don't want them to have a good time, you must not forget to use this matter to stimulate your mother. Otherwise, her mother was fine before she left, so why did she become so weak as soon as she returned home?

Zhao Xian! Qing Ge's eyes burned with intense flames. It was still difficult for her to understand why Zhao Xian was so crazy. Why did she want to hurt my mother? Qing Ge clenched the bamboo flute in her hand, holding it tighter and tighter, and asked Zhao Xian

I looked over at the courtyard where I lived.

"Pa!" There was a crisp sound, and the bamboo flute could not withstand Qing Ge's strength and broke in Qing Ge's hand. The cracked gap in the bamboo flute drew some blood channels in her palm, and the blood flowed along the broken bamboo flute.

It started to drip down drop by drop, like scarlet flowers blooming on the soil.

Qingge stared at the broken bamboo flute in her hand, what else could she do? Zhao Xian was so hateful and hateful, but she was helpless and had no choice but to let her slaughter her...

Yes, she wants to go to the sect and Cangwu Mountain. She wants to be a person who can protect her near and dear ones at any time, even though...even though they all left her...in order not to lose them again in the future, she has to become stronger.

Qingge made up her mind and put away the broken bamboo flute. Taking advantage of the moonlight in the garden, she was going to go to Baili Jingyuan to talk about her plan to go to Cangwu. Baili

Jingyuan has a very clear understanding of his own cultivation. It is guaranteed that he will be free from illness and disaster, but he does not have the ability to treat others. He has also known Luo Wenhui's condition for a long time.

Faced with such a thing given by destiny, he is really powerless.

"Qingge, you and Xiaolan help your mother back to the room first. I will come later."

Qingge nodded, and together with Xiaolan, he helped Luo Wenhui back to his house and lay down. Baili Jingyuan sat in the hall. In this short day, not only Qingge, but also he himself suffered a blow. Baili Jingyuan was sitting in the hall.

The death of Li Zhengyuan was also a great pain for him. His eyes wandered and finally landed on the Qian Kun bag on the table. Maybe there was some elixir in it that could save him in an emergency.

After untying the divine mark on the Qiankun Bag, Baili Jingyuan scanned the contents with his spiritual consciousness. There was a pill, but there was only one bottle of Yangyuan Pill. He didn't know if the pill was useful to Luo Wenhui.

It has no effect. Now, I can only try to see if it can alleviate Luo Wenhui's current situation.

Baili Jingyuan took out the bottle of Yangyuan Pill and went to the yard where Qing Ge and his daughter were.

"Qingge, I found this from your father's relics. This pill has the effect of nourishing the body when taken by monks. For mortals, this pill is toxic but it can be regarded as a spiritual medicine. I just don't know if it has any effect. I don't have it.

grasp."

Qingge was speechless, hesitated for a while and finally nodded. Baili Jingyuan poured out two Yuan Yang Pills and asked Qingge to give them to Luo Wenhui.

Qingge looked at Luo Wenhui without blinking, watching Luo Wenhui's reaction carefully. Finally, Luo Wenhui swallowed the Yangyuan Pill. After a long time, her face improved slightly and she opened her eyes.

He looked at the people in front of him.

"Mom, I'm glad you're okay." Qingge had wiped all the tears off her face while waiting for Luo Wenhui to wake up. She was afraid that her mother would ask questions after she woke up and saw her face full of tears.

she.

"Qingge, mother is fine, cough..." Luo Wenhui coughed twice, and the handkerchief covering her mouth was covered with dark red blood stains. Not only Qingge couldn't bear to see it, but even Baili Jingyuan couldn't bear to see it.

Headed.

"Wenhui, now that you've woken up, take a good rest. As for the rest, I, an old man, should tell Qingge carefully if you have anything to say. I'll go out first." Baili Jingyuan knew that Luo Wenhui's condition might not be able to survive.

After a while, the mother and daughter left the space to him and left the house after saying that.

Xiaolan poured a glass of water and handed it over. Qingge brought the water to Luo Wenhui. After she rinsed her mouth and calmed down, she said, "Mom, it's okay."

"Qing Ge, you don't need to comfort me, cough cough... I know what my situation is. The Yangyuan Pill I just took just played a role in bringing back the light. The time has come. You can listen to me quietly first.

Finished." Luo Wenhui leaned against the bed, furious, signaling Qing Ge not to interrupt her, and let Xiao Lan go outside.

"Yeah." Qing Ge lowered his head and gritted his teeth tightly, holding back the sadness in his heart.

"I know everything about the test. Since we can't go to Yuanling City, we should find a way to go to the sect. I know you don't want to waste time in the world, so this way is still feasible." Luo

Wen Hui paused and then said: "Whether it is a noble family or a sect, there will always be some unfair things happening in it. You must learn to act according to circumstances and identify dangers, instead of going out as recklessly as you are now.

If you can't stand out outside, you won't stand out. People's hearts are treacherous, and things in the world are ever-changing. A person must be careful in everything. I don't expect you to achieve great results. I only hope that you can do whatever you want and be at ease. Ahem..."

There was another ball of blood on the handkerchief, and Luo Wenhui smiled helplessly: "Ge'er, I always feel that your father has not died yet, but just disappeared, but I can only wait for him on the Huangquan Road first.

"

"Mom, can you please stop talking and don't leave Qing Ge? There are also pills here. If you take them..." Qing Ge took the Yang Yuan Pill that Baili Jingyuan had given her before and wanted to go to Luo

Wen Hui fed it into his mouth.

But Luo Wenhui waved her hand and said: "It's useless. This pill is no longer useful to me. Don't waste it... You must live well..."

The sound was like a gnat, Luo Wenhui's eyes began to wander, and the hand holding Qing Ge slowly loosened his grip.

"Mother! Mother!" Qing Ge's voice was full of sadness, big tears rolled down from the end of her eyes, but the person on the bed would never respond to her again, and the faint worry between Luo Wenhui's brows was like a

An invisible thread has been entangled in Qingge's heart ever since.

For two days and three nights, since Luo Wenhui left, Qing Ge sat under the ancient locust tree in the yard, dazing with the flute that Luo Wenhui often played during his lifetime.

After being threatened, he gave up the test and lost the opportunity to go to Yuanling City. Then he learned that his father had died, and then his mother couldn't bear the repeated blows and left her. Why did she leave him a few days ago?
To be continued...