Saving The Black Immortal Venerable

A line of sky was densely covered with poisonous insects, and a snow-white boot was spotted on the stone, and the stone instantly turned into a poisonous flower with its mouth wide open. It furiously bite, but it's still empty.

Mu Yungui flew down from the cliff, not much slower than the falling Huan Mandala. When she landed on her toes, the world around her turned black.

"Huh?" Mu Yungui was puzzled, "What's going on?"

Jiang Shaoci followed from behind, and the darkness did not affect his movements at all. A vine nearby tried to sneak attack on Jiang Shaoci, but he stepped on the vine and cut it off directly.

The vine seemed to be frightened, and returned to its original place with a clatter, tightly surrounding its own roots. Other plants and poisonous insects were also honest in an instant, and they didn't dare to get close to Jiang Shaoci and Mu Yungui.

"Probably she was in a coma," Jiang Shaocai said. "She was in a coma and couldn't see the outside world. The world was dark for her. But the danger still exists."

When Mu Yungui heard Jiang Shaocai's movement, he realized that the poisonous insects would still attack them. Falling into a poisonous den like Yixiantian in the dark is really a plus.

Mu Yungui sighed: "Huan Mandala didn't die like this, it's really fateful."

Jiang Shaocai felt the same way. They were about to say something when they suddenly heard a rustling sound outside.

Jiang Shaoci and Mu Yungui looked at each other, and both held their swords. However, this does not seem to be poison, but a person. The other party picked up Huan Mandala, sniffed, and took her away.

Mu Yun's return to his heart turned out to be not that Huan Manda was lucky, but that she was rescued in time. Although Huan Manda was in a coma, her subconscious mind could always hear the movement of the outside world. Mu Yungui and Jiang Shaoci also stayed in the dark and heard the other party healing her wounds and feeding her medicine.

During the period, Huan Mandala woke up several times, but soon fell asleep, and the world was always dark. Jiang Shaoci sighed, feeling something was wrong.

Mu Yungui also found out, and asked tentatively: "Are her eyes..."

Huan Mandala lost his eyesight.

After Huan Manda wakes up, he accidentally finds that he is still alive. But before she could be happy, she realized that her eyes were out of sight.

She was taken aback, and instinctively raised her hand to touch her eyes, and was held down by a gentle force just as she moved. Huan Mandala's voice was hoarse, and he didn't care where he was, and hurriedly asked, "What's wrong with my eyes?"

The other party was silent. After a long time, a poison was written on her left hand.

Huan Mandala hit many poisonous weeds when he fell, and was stung by a spider again after landing. Various toxins mixed and quickly penetrated into her blood. In order to save her, the other party could only force the toxins to one place, and her eyes became blind.

The person who rescued her tried to comfort her. This was temporary, but how could Huan Mandala believe it? She wanted to get up like crazy, and accidentally came across the splint tied to her right hand. Huan Mandala's heart was shocked, and his blood immediately chilled.

As a sword repairman, he couldn't see his eyes anymore, and his right hand was broken, which was more uncomfortable than death. Obviously not long ago, she was still a promising and energetic family elite. In a blink of an eye, her husband-in-law betrayed, and her stepsister conspired. Now even her sword is ruined, and she doesn't even have the ability to take revenge.

Huan Mandala broke down emotionally and wanted to commit suicide several times. The dream suddenly became distorted, filled with hatred everywhere, and tornadoes, floods, and rainstorms appeared in succession. Jiang Shaocai's divine consciousness is far stronger than Huan Mandala, and she is able to face this situation easily, but Mu Yun's return is different. She is only one star now, and it is too dangerous to stay in the rioting monk's sea of ​​knowledge.

Jiang Shaocai held Mu Yun back, and led her to escape a row of blade-like winds, and said: "This place is too dangerous for you, let's go out."

Mu Yungui had limited vision and had to avoid all kinds of dangers, which was really difficult. She looked at the darkness, hesitated for a moment, and shook her head: "No, the answer is probably nearby. Leaving this time, I won't find such a good opportunity next time."

Mu Yun stayed in the sea of ​​knowledge of Huan Mandala, and was certain that Huan Mandala really didn't want to live for a while. When she wakes up, she will find all kinds of utensils, broken porcelain, metal, wood chips and other possible things to self-harm. The person who rescued her rushed in and snatched what was in her hand. When Huan Mandala collapses and cries, there will always be a pair of arms that hold her tenderly and firmly.

Later, Huan Mandala's injury was slightly better and he was able to move freely. However, this further contributed to her death ambition. She walked outside repeatedly, not looking at the way at all, and recklessly wanted to stop herself. Once she even sank into the water while taking a bath. If the other party hadn't come in in time, Huan Mandala would have succeeded.

A person who doesn't want to live, anything inconspicuous can be a way for her to hurt herself. Later, that person didn't leave at all, and stayed with Huan Mandala for twelve hours a day, even when she was asleep, guarding her not far away. After about a month, Huan Mandala finally stabilized slowly.

After searching for death again, Huan Mandala lay exhausted on the bed, and the people beside him silently swept the mess on the ground. Huan Mandala paused for a while and asked, "Did you save me?"

The opponent stopped slightly, and continued to sweep the floor without responding. Huan Mantu said: "I don't know the name of the benefactor yet. Who dare you to ask you?"

There was silence in the room for a while, and the sound of putting things on the wall came from the side of the wall. Then, the sound of gentle footsteps walked up to her, and slowly wrote in her palm: "I have no name and no surname, and I am here to follow Master's practice. Master goes out. Gathering medicine, I will stay in the valley to guard."

Huan Mandala is clear: "It turns out to be a genius doctor."

The person next to her shook her head, and wrote in the palm of her hand: "Nothing else."

"How can you be a nameless person if you can practice in a place like Xiantiantian?" Huan Mandala asked, "Genius doctor, why do you never speak?"

The other party paused, and slowly wrote: "I'm born dumb."

Huan Mandala was surprised and immediately said: "Sorry, I don't know..."

The genius doctor held the hand of Huan Mandala, his movements were still gentle and calm: "No problem."

Huan Mandala slowly settled down. She probably guessed that this was a genius doctor who practiced in seclusion. There is poison and medicine everywhere in the sky. If the medical skills are sufficiently advanced, this is indeed a good place for cultivation.

The genius doctor put Huan Mandala's body in place and pulled the quilt on her. Huan Mantu opened his godless eyes and was at a loss for a while, and suddenly turned to the direction of the genius doctor: "Genius doctor, you saved me, but I continue to trouble you. I am really ashamed. You worked so hard to save me. It’s not for me to deceive. From now on, I won’t seek death."

The genius doctor probably didn't take it seriously. Huan Mandah has searched for life and death so many times, how could it be possible to change as soon as he said it. She said this, mostly to reduce his defenses.

However, Huan Mandala's words counted, and since then he has never sought death again. At night, the genius doctor changed Huan Mandala routinely. One by one, her clothes fell, revealing criss-cross scars on her body. The genius doctor was silent. Huan Mantu thought the genius doctor was frightened, and said indifferently: “A cultivator is no better than a boudoir. It is inevitable that you will bump into each other when you move, but most of them are still left in the sword mound. Are these injuries very ugly? ?"

Huan Mandala couldn't see the eyes, and couldn't know the response of the genius doctor. But the genius doctor carefully applied the ointment on her back, without any intention of kissing her, and then solemnly pulled up her clothes. The genius doctor walked up to her and wrote in the palm of her hand: "It's not ugly, it's beautiful."

Scars are a badge of warriors, but for women, there are few who don't mind. Huan Mantu smiled, obviously unable to see, but tried to look at the direction of the genius doctor, and said, "Thank you. No one has ever said that I am beautiful. The skin on my back must be fine. I never dared to show my body in front of him for fear that he would frown when he saw it."

The genius doctor was massaging Huan Mandala's right hand. Hearing this, his fingers paused. Huan Mantu laughed at himself and said: "You don't have to think about how to comfort me, it's all over, I don't care anymore. I should have understood how a person like him would like me. He was born rich and graceful. He is very talented, he was regarded as a jewel by the family from birth, and surrounded by beauties. In terms of appearance, I am afraid that I am not as good as the maid beside him. Why do I feel that I am worthy of him? He agrees Marrying me is just for Ling Xu Jian Jue."

The genius doctor put down the ointment and persistently wrote in the palm of the Huan Mandala: "I am ignorant of myself."

Huan Mantu smiled. Since she can remember, she has rarely had such a chance to laugh naturally. It turns out that this is the feeling of being praised and cherished by others.

It turns out that Rong Yan and Huan Xuejin have lived this way all these years. Huan Manda was once unconvinced, but now she suddenly understood. In all fairness, if she has a daughter in the future and grows up like a pearl in her palm, she will never let her daughter marry a sinister and paranoid child when she talks about marriage. It is normal for the Rong family to disagree with Rong Jie's marriage with her.

Huan Mantu slowly said: "At first, when I learned that I would never have the opportunity to hold the sword, I was too painful. But now, I gradually feel that it is also good. I actually don't like swords that much. The reason why I am day and night It’s just for the sake of getting a breath. I used to have so many obsessions, mother, father, Rong Yan, Huan Xuejin...actually now think about it, what's so controversial. What my mother likes is that memory loss Man, Huan Zhilin regained her memory, and her lover died. Before she died, she had been looking at the birds out of the window. She hated the Huan family mansion, and she wanted to leave that place. Why did I have to keep her and persist her The ranking is enshrined to the ancestral shrine? It’s good if you don’t go in, and leave quietly. If there is a reincarnation, even being a rural butterfly is better than being a bird in their cage."

"As for Rongyan and Huan Xuejin, it's not worth it. It's obvious that my mother is the main room. I was abandoned just because I was not a boy. Another woman knocked on the gong and drums to enter the door, and occupied my mother's yard and my mother grandiosely. Later, Huan Xuejin was born, and everyone turned around her. I hated the mother and daughter and felt that they took away my happiness. But Huan Xuejin is so beautiful again, who has seen him? She likes them all. Looking back at me, my face is ordinary, my personality is ugly, and he is reluctant to say anything. I am jealous of Huan Xuejin, but I refuse to admit my jealousy, so I try to discredit her in various ways. As a result, who would have thought that the world is so ridiculous, Rong Wanqing was also abandoned."

"I was very happy at the time, thinking that Huan Xuejin would be the same as me. There is actually no difference between us. However, even if she becomes an abandoned child, someone will spoil her and protect her. Rong's family will pick her up from time to time. If the Huan family detains her things, the Rong family will do more to make up for it. She is not a concubine, and her identity is embarrassing. It is hard to say that she is close, so let the Rong family's most talented man marry her, and guarantee that it will be given to Huan Xuejin. Decent. Why? What did I do wrong? Why should I go through violent storms so that she can hide in a safe haven forever."

"I was not reconciled, so I recommended myself to my grandmother and father, and forcibly snatched her marriage. When the Rong family and Rong Jie knew about it, they must be scolding me for shamelessness. Yeah, as a woman, she offered to marry me. How shameless it is. But what if others look down on me, I finally got married to the person I like."

The Huan mandala seems to have been holding back for a long time, and a brain has spoken out the depression of these years. These words could not be said with the mother's tablet, with the maid, or with the husband. In the end, there was only a dumb genius doctor who met by the water and was willing to listen to her.

After Huan Mandala finished speaking, I felt much more relaxed. She smiled mockingly, and sneered: "However, this is a decision I regret the most in my life. If I could do it again, I would never marry him. On the wedding night, I wore such beautiful clothes for the first time. , I wanted to show him how much I wanted to show him, but he was guarding Huan Xuejin’s bed, letting me become the laughing stock of the city; when I entered the sword tomb, everyone knew that this was a gamble of a life of nine deaths. He might never come back again, but he only took care of collecting medicine for Huan Xuejin, and didn't care about my life and death at all. At the banquet, it was his stepmother who prescribed the medicine, and it was Huan Xuejin who pretended to be sick, but he didn't even want to run. Come and question me. Am I so mean in his heart?"

Huan Manda became emotional again as he spoke, tears filled his eyes, but the focus was loose. It was very distressing to look at. Huan Mandala took a deep breath, controlled the cry in his voice, and said, "I came out this time to explain to him. He asked me to go to the front line of the sky by myself. I agreed without saying anything, there was no doubt at all. He would be disadvantageous to me. The maid reminded me to be careful before she left. I was very upset when she heard her doubt Rong Jie. As a result, my husband and my sister slapped me together."

"They lie in ambush in the sky, deliberately trying to kill me, Huan Xuejin even learned the Lingxu swordsmanship. The tender moments I thought were actually when he endured the nausea to deal with me, so that I could get the Lingxu sword art out of my mouth. Ridiculous Ah, I actually believed it."

The genius doctor put his hand on the right arm of Huan Mandala, his fingertips were cold, and he shivered slightly, seemingly unbearable. Huan Mandala noticed it, and said freely: "Don't worry about me, I'm obsessed with it, I deserve to be here. Now that I died once, I have figured it out."

The genius doctor’s medicine seems to have hypnotic ingredients. Huan Mandala is a little tired, and slowly closes his eyes, his voice is soft and floating: "I liked him from the first sight. I practiced swords to have a common language with him. I went to participate. The banquet is to see him. I have a bad relationship with the Rong family, and I can only see him at the banquet. But I am dull and unpleasant, I don’t know what to say, every time I watch him at the banquet center with ease, and I am like a moss in a gutter. I can’t see the light. I have liked him for so long, and I don’t know how happy I am to marry him. But it’s so exhausting to like him. I mustered up the courage and disappointed again and again. In the end, , I like to wear it out, the only thing left is pain."

Huan Mandala closed her eyes, leaned her cheek to the pillow, and a word floated out from her lips, blowing away like green smoke: "I don't want to like him anymore."

After confiding that day, Huan Mandala seemed to open his heart knot, his expression visibly sunny, and his injury quickly recovered. Although her eyes were invisible, she was a monk after all, and she quickly adapted to the environment. She no longer needs to guard against the people around her, no longer need to practice day and night, no longer fear that one day she will wake up and be abandoned by the family, as if taking away the mountain from her body, her brows are gloomy, and her face is always smiling. , And once different.

Huan Mandala's injuries gradually healed, but his right hand was still limp. Huan Mandala fell from such a high place, her right hand was pierced by a stone, and her bones were broken when the genius doctor found her. Skin and flesh injuries can be treated, but bone injuries are really impossible.

Daily life does not affect, but the strength and speed requirements of the sword are extremely high, and she may not be able to hold the sword in her right hand. The genius doctor removed her bandage and silently applied medicine to her right arm, seeming to blame herself for not being able to cure her.

After the initial collapse of Huan Mandala, she now wants to go away, her eyebrows stretched and her expression is calm, and she said: "It's okay, I don't care anymore. Anyway, no one is waiting for me, so I might as well die as Huan Mandala. In the future, I will be. An ordinary girl, Miss Huan’s family and Ling Xu’s swordsmanship have nothing to do with me. Those days of fighting and killing should be reserved for suitable people."

Huan Manda made up his mind to return to the folk, it really didn't matter whether he could practice swords or not. But the genius doctor was very concerned. He wrote in the palm of her hand: "You have suffered so much for practicing swordsmanship, don't you really mind?"

"It's okay." Huan Mantu smiled indifferently, "I used to like to live with Rongyan, just as if I fed the dog in those days, it will be enough afterwards."

The genius doctor seems to want to write again, holding his hand back by Huan Mandala, and leaning on his shoulder affectionately: "Great day, I don't want to mention that person. I really don't like him anymore, you don't have to worry about it."

These days, there are only two of them at the bottom of the cliff, lonely man and widow, and often need to change clothes and undress when changing dressings, and the two naturally sparkle. In fact, Huan Mandala felt that at the very beginning, the genius doctor had a good impression of her, otherwise, who would care if a stranger is crazy and desperate for life?

In her most difficult days, the genius doctor watched her all night, helping her heal her wounds, fix her bones, and even take a bath and dress. When toxins broke out in her body and she wanted to commit suicide in pain, it was the genius doctor who held her tightly and stopped her wanting to harm her hand. Huan Mandala was treated this way for the first time, and slowly, she felt that it was also good.

Huan mandala leaning on the shoulder of the genius doctor is tantamount to piercing through the window paper. The genius doctor stiffened for a while, and slowly put his hand on her shoulder.

Since then, the relationship between the two has improved by leaps and bounds. Huan Mandala will do some housework within her capacity, but the more dangerous ones, such as the kitchen, the genius doctor still keeps her away. When the genius doctor went out to gather medicine, Huan Mandala would sit on the threshold, basking in the sun, and wait for him to return.

Today the genius doctor caught a flying bird and came back to replenish the body of Huan Mandala. The sky and the earth are poisonous, and I am afraid that only the birds in the sky are not poisonous. The genius doctor cleaned the feathers in the kitchen, and Huan Mandala had to follow. The genius doctor had no choice but to let her stay behind, but she was not allowed to touch the knife.

After so long, he was still afraid that she would hurt himself. Huan Mantu was helpless and moved in her heart, and she also stood quietly behind, talking to him like a genius doctor. The genius doctor is dumb, usually Huan Mandala said, he listened. Huan Mandala has only so much contact with it every day since his blindness, and it's all trivial things to go over and over again. But the genius doctor was never impatient. Every time she stopped in embarrassment, the genius doctor would write on the palm of her hand, saying that she was very interested.

Gradually, Huan Mandala was not as sensitive and inferior as before, and he dared to talk in length. It was the same today. Huan Mandala was talking about it, and the genius doctor stewed the tonic soup. When he got up, he suddenly shook and knocked down something next to him.

Huan Mandala was startled when he heard the loud noise, and hurriedly touched the place of the sound: "Genius doctor, what's wrong with you?"

She fumbled with her hand and faintly touched a sword on the shelf. Huan Mandala is a sword repair, instinctively stays for a while. The genius doctor came over, held her hand, and wrote in the palm of her hand: "This is the sword left by my master, it's dangerous."

Huan Mantu finally sensed where the genius doctor was, and immediately threw away the sword and focused on the genius doctor: "Are you okay?"

"Nothing." The genius doctor took her hand off, held her and left, "There is smoke here, you go outside and wait for me."

Huan Mandala is still uneasy. He is a genius doctor. Why did he bump into something suddenly just now? But the genius doctor insisted on pushing her out, but Huan Mandala could only sit on the threshold of the kitchen, guarding him with a clear attitude.

After a while, the genius doctor came out and squatted helplessly in front of her: "I told you to go back to the room first."

"I don't." Huan Mandala stubbornly said, "what's the matter with you?"

"I tried a new drug yesterday, and it was slightly toxic, so it may be a matter of course."

When Huan Manda heard this, he was very angry: "You try your own medicine?"

"May be able to heal your eyes."

Huan Mandala suddenly became quiet. She was silent for a while, then suddenly hugged the genius doctor hard and said, "Let's get married."

The genius doctor froze for a while, as if he didn't react. Huan Manda leaned her cheek on the shoulder of the genius doctor, and said dullly: "I once felt that my mother's biggest mistake in this life was to save Huan Zhilin, but before she died, she said that the thing she regretted most was leaving the village with Huan Zhilin. I didn’t understand before, I only hated her for being unsatisfactory, but now, I slowly understand."

She used to like Rong Jie's handsome appearance, his brilliance, and his spirited spirit when he held the sword. But later she discovered that it was all imaginary. No matter how good he looks, his smile will not stop for her; no matter how superior his family is, he will always choose his family when encountering a crisis; no matter how strong his cultivation is, he will never protect her.

Looks, family background, and cultivation are all vain, so it's better to choose someone who is good to you. At the age of nineteen, she had no hesitation in choosing the person she liked or the person she liked herself. Now, she regrets it.

She didn't know who the genius doctor was named or his surname, and she looked pretty and ugly, she didn't know his parents and relatives, their identity, but it didn't matter. He treats her well, and she is willing to be with him forever.

Huan Mandala said: "I don't want to go back anymore. From now on, we two will stay at the bottom of the cliff. We work at sunrise every day, and we live together every day. We stay together like ordinary couples in the world. Say, okay? "

The genius doctor held her hand and bends her fingers several times, unable to write a word. Huan Mandala understood, and said, "Do you mind the other person? Huan Mandala is dead, and her marriage with Rong Jie will automatically dissolve. From then on, he is just my enemy, not my husband. Now I am. It’s you who really want to marry. It doesn’t matter whether you are in a gourmet dress or in a skincare family, as long as the two of us are together."

As he said, Huan Mandala straightened up, condensing the little spiritual power left in his body at his fingertips, and did not hesitate to cut a strand of hair. She held the piece of blue silk and said, "We are married as a husband and wife. There is no doubt about love. Today, I have no relationship with Rong Jie."

She relaxed her fingers, and the cut of hair lost its support and fell to the ground. After Huan Mantu finished this, it seemed as if he had settled his mind, and he smiled and looked in the direction of the genius doctor: "Let's get married and stay here forever."

The genius doctor was silent for a long time, and he wrote one stroke at a time in the palm of her hand, all right.

The second marriage of Huan Mandala, there is no wedding, no guests, no parents, only heaven and earth witness. But she was extremely happy, much happier than her first marriage.

Jiang Shaoci and Mu Yungui still stayed in the darkness, and the things that Huan Mandala couldn't see would naturally not be restored in their dreams. They are like listening to a pantomime, and can only rely on the mood swings in their dreams to judge where the story is going.

Mu Yungui slowly nodded: "Sure enough, I think there is a problem. It seems that the husband in her words is not referring to Rong Jie, but the genius doctor."

Jiang Shaocai lowered his eyes and said nothing, thoughtfully.

After Huan Mandala proposed to marry him, the genius doctor dispenses medicine to treat Huan Mandala's eyes. Huan Mandala is in a high mood, and he cooperates with treatment very well.

Her eyes were wrapped in white gauze. Even though it was very painful, she still had a smile on her face. She said with great expectation: "My eyes are going to recover, and I will know how you look right away."

The genius doctor pressed her excited hand and motioned her not to move.

But something went wrong when he recovered, and there was not enough medicine. The genius doctor went out to collect the medicine, and he sat at home waiting for him, covered in white gauze. She waited for a long time, from the sunset to the moon setting and the stars rising, and when the sun went down, she still didn't see the genius doctor come back.

Huan Mandala stood up in silence, pulled out the sword from the corner, and stumbled out. The genius doctor never let her touch this place, but Huan Mandala knew that everything she had when she fell off the cliff was placed here.

The genius doctor would not leave without saying goodbye, let alone leave her alone for so long. He must be in danger if he won't come back for a long time.

Huan Mandala's eyes have not fully recovered, and the world he sees is blurred. She was cruel and tore the white gauze from her eyes. The light from outside pierced in, making Huan Mandala's eyes hurt. She endured the pain and found the place where the genius doctor went most often. When she got there, she found that the bamboo basket of the genius doctor fell on the ground, and the medicinal materials were scattered all over the ground, but he was nowhere to be seen.

Huan Mandala's heart suddenly cooled, and immediately followed the traces on the ground to find a genius doctor.

Huan Mandala touched the stone wall and walked out. Her eyes had never recovered, she kept crying under the stimulation of light and poison, and her vision became increasingly blurred. She was surrounded by a group of people as soon as she walked out of the canyon.

The other party held the sword and saw that Huan Mantu was still alive, furious one by one: "Poisonous woman, you dare to come out!"

Huan Mantu said with a cold face, "I have no intention of entanglement with you, I only ask you one question, what about others?"

The genius doctor did not return overnight, and the bamboo basket where the medicine was collected fell on the spot, while the Rong family was just outside the canyon. In this situation, besides them, who else will kidnap the genius doctor?

The Rong family also sneered again and again: "Today, you still die without repentance. Now I give you two choices, one is to apologize for our death, and the other is to hand over Ling Xu's swordsmanship. We will spare you a way to survive. ."

Huan Mandala had no expression on his face, and slowly clenched his hands: "It's up to you?"

It seemed that what Huan Xuejin had obtained was not a complete Lingxu sword technique, otherwise he wouldn't be able to catch up here. If they didn't kidnap the genius doctor, it wouldn't matter if Huan Manda gave them the first ten styles. Anyway, she plans to retire, who is famous, who is in power, and what does it have to do with her? But they shouldn't be absolutely right, shouldn't involve the genius doctor.

Huan Mandala hasn't held a sword for half a year, and he is still unprepared to get out of the sheath again. She couldn't hold the sword with her right hand, so she changed her left hand. Anyway, she didn't think about going back alive when she stepped out of the sky. Ling Xu Sword Art is a god-level sword technique after all, even if Huan Mandala's state is extremely poor, the Rong family is still forced to retreat in a completely desperate style of play. Rong Jia found that Huan Mandala's eyes were wrong, and shouted: "She can't see clearly. Use the mirror to shake her eyes!"

Suddenly, bright lights flashed, and it was dusk outside, but the cultivation world had a way to shine, not relying on the sun. Huan Mandala is the end of the powerful crossbow. Under the direct shot of strong light, a halo soon appeared in front of the eyes, the figure was shaking, the shadows were swaying, and the face was not clear at all.

At the moment of crisis, she only felt a familiar smell hugging her from behind, blocking the attack for her, and then pushing her away forcefully. Huan Mandala fell into the river, struggling, but was still washed away.

The river was not dangerous, and Huan Mandala soon found the shallows and came ashore. She was free, she didn't care about her eyes, and ran back frantically. However, there is only a mess left on the cliff, and there are still large swaths of blood falling on the edge of the cliff.

Huan Mandala almost fainted when he saw the blood. She didn't believe it was the genius doctor, she went back to their hut and waited for him persistently. She waited for a long time, until sunset and moonrise, autumn and winter, until her eyes were healed naturally and she could clearly see everything in the small courtyard, and she did not wait for her husband to come.

he died. It was because of her again that she died at the hands of the Rong family.

Huan Mandala wandered in the sky in a muddle-headed manner. One day, an evil repairer came to the bottom of the cliff to collect poison and found her.

Xie Xiu was very interested in her and made a deal with Huan Mandala. He has a book of evil cultivation techniques. Practicing this technique will damage his life, but he can quickly improve his cultivation.

In other words, use your lifespan in exchange for strong power. The higher the cultivation base, the faster the death.

Huan Mandala agreed. She stayed at the bottom of the cliff for one year and quickly raised her cultivation base to four stars. On the day she returned to Yincheng, the Huan family was holding a birthday banquet. Huan Zhilin celebrated the birthday of his only son. The Huan family was full of friends and guests were like clouds. Huan Zhilin Dama Jindao sat on the head, and those who came to toast would not refuse. The third lady sat beside her with her son, very proud.

As an in-law, the Rong family is also on the list of celebrations. Although Rong Huan's two marriages exist in name only, as long as the Ling Xu Sword Art is still there, the Rong family will never be alienated from the Huan family. When Huan Zhilin met Rong Yan, he didn't mention those nasty things, just smiled and drank.

The singing and dancing are uplifting, and it is full of joy, as if the dead eldest lady of the Huan family does not exist at all. After drinking a few glasses of wine, Huan Zhilin became more interested, and asked Rong Jie: "Jiu Lang, why are you a lot thinner? Have you not practiced smoothly recently?"

Rong Yan hung his head and pursed her lower lip, and said, "Thank you for your father-in-law's concern. I feel cold and harmless."

Two years after Huan Mantu died, Rong Jie still respectfully calls him his father-in-law. Huan Zhilin looked at the glamorous young man in front of him with a pity in his heart. It would be great if this was his son, a pity.

Huan Zhilin turned his head and saw Huan Xuejin sitting behind the screen, gentle and demure, with a beautiful smile. Although both are his daughters, Huan Zhilin has to say that Rong Jie and Huan Xuejin stand together to be a good match.

Riding on the wine, Huan Zhilin said half jokingly: "The mandala has been gone for two years. You are young and will remarry sooner or later. Is there anyone you like now?"

Rong Jie was waiting to speak, when the door behind him was suddenly blasted open. A row of family members fell into the banquet like sacks and crashed many banquets.

The guests were frightened and stood up. Huan Zhilin stood up bang, his face black like a black cloud: "Who dares to make trouble in Huan's house?"

In the flying dust, a dark shadow stepped on the sawdust and stepped forward unhurriedly. She took off her hood, revealing a fair and pretty, rather babyish face. She looked around slowly, and smiled softly at the people in the center: "Long time no see."