While sleeping, Li Qinglang just felt the spiritual energy circulating throughout his body, constantly repairing the injured organs in his body.

After all, the Black Mist Little Finger piercing is not just directed towards the heart, it is just the main purpose.

The strength of his physical body allowed him to sense that there were several people staying beside him all the time.

Judging by their auras, those closest to him were Shangguan Ling and Ye Guanming of the Xianyin Sect. They were scattered on both sides and seemed to be worried about no one.

There was another person who was leaning against the window, with a hurt aura filled with self-blame and melancholy. It should be Tantai Feifei.

As for himself, his consciousness seemed to be imprisoned, trapped in the memories in his mind.

Scenes of the past flashed rapidly in front of him. At first, he was shocked by the feelings of those relatives and friends, the wonder of the magic, and the vastness of the world, but soon, he felt that something was wrong.

By the way, a few seconds before hearing about the death of a person, he will go through the scenes of his life in his mind like a lantern!

As soon as he had this thought, his consciousness immediately became excited: No, I can't die! I still have a bright future waiting for me to create! This virtual world is still waiting for me to save it!

After four collisions, Li Qinglang finally woke up from his coma and sat up.

"you're awake!"

Shangguan Ling said in surprise that she had read many ancient books since she was a child and was well aware of the horrors of demons incarnate. The elders in the family were full of awe when they occasionally talked about it.

"Li Changsheng!"

Ye Guanming and others also approached with concern, while still preventing outsiders from taking action again!

"Well, don't worry. I'm fine."

Li Qinglang smiled slightly, but the severe pain from his heart still made it difficult for him to act naturally, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

"sorry."

Tantai Feifei wrung her hands behind her back, walked closer with her head lowered, and sounded guilty.

Li Qinglang sighed and said: "It's okay, you know the power of the demons better than I do, so there is no need to blame yourself so much."

"You are so seriously injured now, otherwise I would send you back first."

Shangguan Qing felt the injuries in his body and spoke slowly, "If it weren't for your strong physique and abnormal recovery ability. Plus a golden elixir...the foundation is so good, I would be separated from yin and yang at this moment."

Li Qinglang held the former's hand and shook his head slightly to signal her to stop talking, otherwise Tantai Feifei would feel even more uncomfortable.

"No. Since we are out hunting for treasures, there is no reason to return even after getting slightly injured!"

Li Qinglang said with a smile, and many crows were flying in his heart: It was you who stole the wine gourd before, causing me to almost die; now you have come to block my main plot. How can I practice if I don’t hunt for treasures? How can I practice if I don’t practice?

Quick upgrade?

Although she has good intentions, why is she so unhappy? If she hadn't been the protagonist's wife, I would have thought that she was affected by the black mist!

No, who says good intentions can't be exploited by others?

Thinking of this, he silently pushed Shangguan Ling's pulse-taking hand away, smiled and took out the drunken spot and said, "Thank you very much! If you weren't here, I'm afraid I would have died. In this case, it can't affect you.

The treasure hunt."

After saying that, Li Qinglang took another sip of what he called "medicated wine", tsk-tskted, his expression relaxed, and he inadvertently used the gourd to look at Shangguan Ling.

Still found nothing!

"Then let me go back with you!"

Tantai Feifei's eyes were firm, "Since you started because of me, naturally I should escort you back!"

"Hey, don't! Don't!"

Li Qinglang waved his hand quickly, "You little princess can't leave. What will happen to the treasure this time if you leave? Won't it fall into the hands of others?"

"I'm really fine. I won't be able to use my cultivation for a short time at most. I just need to cultivate myself."

She wanted to persist, but someone broke in from outside the door.

"Princess Feifei. The head of Qin Village is here!"

Tantai Feifei looked unhappy, narrowed her eyes and said coldly: "Tantai Chihao, you have learned all these years of royal etiquette in vain, right?!"

Before the young man could answer, an old man's voice came from outside.

"I was surprised to hear that all the immortals are here, and Qin came to pay my respects!"

Everyone followed the sound and looked outside the door, only to see a gorgeous old man in gold robes and silver clothes striding in.

This old man has prominent cheekbones, sunken eye sockets, and an abnormally rosy face.

"Qin Shou, the head of Qin Village, pays homage to all the immortals. I was out on business before, so I didn't come to greet you immediately. Please forgive me!"

His words showed humility, but in fact he only bowed his head slightly. Unlike Qin Lan and others behind him, who bent at almost ninety degrees.

"Get up!"

Li Qinglang raised his hand slightly, his tone not very happy.

"I wonder what you are doing when the immortals arrive?"

Qin Shou asked with a smile, his eyes scanning the people in the room one by one, and he had a general understanding of their realm, especially focusing more on a few women.

Li Qinglang knew the character of the person he was writing about, so he went straight to the point, "We are here to track down a spiritual creature. I believe you already have a clue."

Qin Shou frowned. Although the young man on the bed in front of him was not the highest in cultivation, everyone seemed to regard him as the main one, and he actually felt a little bit in danger!

"Sure enough, the Immortal has a wonderful plan. When I went out this time, I noticed that there was a spiritual creature passing by and went to look for it."

Speaking of this, Qin Shou took out some scales that emitted starlight, "This is the clue I got from this trip."

Li Qinglang waved and took it. These scales were smooth and only the size of fish scales. They seemed to have fallen off naturally during growth.

"With scales, could it be some kind of snake-like creature?"

Someone spoke softly, and everyone looked at the person who picked up the scales.

Qin Shou shook his head, "I just watched a colorful star go by from a distance at a very fast speed. I only picked up some scales after following it, but I never saw its true face."

Everyone sighed, originally thinking they knew what it was.

"Fellow Immortals, I have sent people to prepare dinner. I would like to invite you all to come and show your friendship to my landlord."

Qin Shou laughed and said, "If there is nothing else, I will leave first. Someone will come to invite you to go to the immortals."

After saying that, Qin Shou took the lead and turned around and left.

Qin Lan, who was following him, had a hint of disappointment in his eyes, but he didn't say anything more and turned around to leave.

As for the young man, his expression was normal, but he still showed a little ridicule and shamelessness.

...

Near evening, in a simple building in Qin Village, Qin Lan angrily pushed the door open and entered.

The young man who was practicing cross-legged frowned and asked, "Uncle, what's wrong?"

"You still have the nerve to ask me what's wrong?"

Qin Lang's pupils trembled, and he threw something directly on the table next to the young man, "Qin Xuan, tell me, what's wrong?!"

Qin Xuan calmly withdrew his gaze. As for the dark piece of meat on the table, he naturally knew what it was: a piece of meat containing the venom sac of a ghost-spotted python.

"I put it there, and then what happened."

"How many times have I told you that with your skills, there is no chance that Qin Shou will be poisoned, not to mention poisoning him to death!"

Qin Lan walked around the room angrily, "I know you have resentment and anger in your heart...but if you are carried away by this anger, not only will you not be able to get revenge, you will even get involved!"

"so what?..."

Before Qin Xuan could finish speaking, he was slapped in the face.

"If I had known you were like this, I shouldn't have let you starve to death outside!"

Qin Lan tried his best to calm down his anger and sighed, "Qin Shou can tolerate a person who is over seventy years old. However, he can never tolerate someone who is over seventy years old.

The late stage of Jindan, which is less than thirty years old."

"You have to know that sometimes, temporarily retreating is to accumulate strength. It is easy to break when you are too strong..."

Qin Lan looked at his nephew helplessly, hesitated to speak, and finally silently closed the door and left.

A cluster of flames appeared in Qin Xuan's hand, burning the piece of meat into ashes, and he closed his eyes weakly and leaned on the back of the chair.

Tears flowed down unconsciously, and he clutched a small, undecorated wooden sign pendant in his hand.

It was a relic left by his parents. He had given it to others, but in the end it became a relic and returned to him.

"Qin Xuan, let's go. Otherwise the village chief will be angry again!"
Chapter completed!