Love from the Male Protagonist’s Harem

Xia Ge carried Mao Qing on his back with ghosts.

She seemed to be a little blurred in consciousness, hugging her neck and muttering.

"I seem to see the stars that day..."

Star? What the hell?

Xia Ge: "...Is it bright?"

Mao Qing smiled lowly: "It's not bright, it's dark."

Actually there are no stars, nothing.

On the way here, a disciple of Jianfeng saw her, and she didn't bother to pay attention, and went back to the school with her back on her back. She asked the master what to do.

When she arrived, she placed Mao Qing on the small window in the side hall. The master didn't investigate how she was beaten by Jianfeng as a spy, but looked at Mao Qing's arrow wound and sighed.

"It seems that the injury is serious."

"Master, can you cure it?"

Xia Ge asked a little nervously.

"It's soul poison." The master touched his goatee, and looked at Mao Qing. "I can't see it...this kid is quite strong in mind."

Xia Ge was puzzled.

The master said: "A person who has been poisoned by the soul will be directly corroded by the soul poison, and a person with a weak soul will be quickly corroded by the soul poison, mentally confused, nonsense, and finally become a madman, or a person will die."

"so serious?"

"Naturally." said the master, "but people with very powerful souls can also resist soul poison with their own soul power. Although they may occasionally be insanity, it is harmless."

Xia Ge said, "Well, you can treat the injury first..." Don't talk about how powerful the soul poison is, she is afraid that Mao Qing will not be able to hold it.

"I can treat the arrow wound, but the soul poison is a bit troublesome."

"Trouble? Isn't it enough to have a Hundred Soul Pill?" Xia Ge remembered that she had just read the book today.

The master said: "The demon cult has never used poison-quenching weapons before, and Dan Feng did not take precautions against it. This time the sudden use of soul poison is also unexpected, so although the elixir of soul poisoning is prepared, But they are all Pseudo Profound Level."

Xia Ge: "...Pseudo Profound Grade?"

Master: "There is only one Xuan-level alchemist in Danfeng, and with his busy schedule, it is impossible for him to work hard day and night to make hundreds of Xuan-level Hundred Soul Pills to prepare."

A... master sister! !

But the master sister went to Kuzhu Village to resist the tide of evil spirits!

Xia Ge: "...Pseudo Profound Grade can also be used?"

Master: "The Pseudo Profound Grade can temporarily relieve the soul poison, but it cures the symptoms but not the root cause. The soul poison is called the soul poison because it corrodes the soul through the body and makes people slowly become silly and weird. It can only be relieved for a day or two, and no one knows what will happen when it is late."

Make people... silly and weird?

Xia Ge looked at Mao Qing, and Mao Qing also looked at her, her eyes a little misty.

The master touched his goatee, and after treating Mao Qing's arrow wound, he turned to take the pseudo-Xuan-level Hundred Soul Pill, "Look at her first, I will go to take the pill..."

Xia Ge stopped the Master suddenly, "Wait a minute!"

The master looked back at her, "What else?"

Xia Ge's heart jumped slightly, "...the material of the Hundred Soul Pill...you..." Do you have it?

Before she finished her words, she only heard a "Bang Dang" sound. The door of the hall was kicked open. Several Jianfeng disciples with swords broke in, "Catch Xia Wuyin!"

The master said: "Laughter! The demons under the mountain are in chaos, don't resist the offensive, and fall here!"

"If the spies hadn't leaked the wind, they wouldn't have been so hurried!" The Jianfeng disciple said sharply, "Catch her!"

The Master stood in front of Xia Ge and said, "Who dares to come up!"

The disciple Jianfeng said: "Don't stop me, now that the disciples of Jianfeng down the mountain are more than half of the soul poisoners. If you can't catch the culprit, it's hard to get rid of the hatred!"

"You said I was a spy, what about the evidence?"

Xia Ge slowly walked out from behind the Master, with a cold face, "Take out the evidence, and I'll follow you."

The Jianfeng disciple was speechless, and said for a while: "I found a charred puppet doll in Master Chu. Only you in Sanfeng have that kind of doll! Who are you not!?"

"It's ridiculous, I am the only one who has it?" Xia Ge dismissed, and then said, "I ask you to show evidence, not to let you slander others in vain!"

"Stop talking nonsense! Catch him!"

The few Jianfeng disciples underneath rushed forward, who knew that the corners of the lips of the young man in Danfeng plain clothes made a sneer. The next moment, an extremely dazzling token suddenly appeared in his hand——

"Who gave you the right to capture a peak order?!"

The Jianfeng disciple who rushed up suddenly froze in place, and even the master on one side took a breath.

The leading disciple lost his voice: "Impossible!"

The master said: "Xia Wuyin, this..."

Xia Ge's lips curled up and smiled, "I'm sorry, I am now a temporary commander of the peak, if you have anything, please come back and discuss again."

The big disciple flushed, "This token is fake! Give it to me!"

The Master said: "Who dare you!"

After finishing speaking, before Xia Ge, he carefully checked the palm prints in her hand, and affirmed: "This is the palm print of Benfeng! There is absolutely nothing wrong with it!"

A disciple staring at the token in Xia Singer, whispered: "I've seen it before, it seems...it's true."

The disciple who talked about the fraud of Palm Ling glared at him, and finally glanced at Xia Ge, "Don't think that it will be so simple and let you go! When the demon under the mountain retreats, the senior brother will come personally!"

Xia Ge has a commander, and no one can help her unless Very Lan comes forward in person.

When they finished walking rushingly, the Master looked a little complicated, "This palm command..."

Xia Ge said: "The tourmaline gave it to me, I also...hey, don't talk about it, Master, do you have the Culi Hundred Soul Pill and the materials for refining the Hundred Soul Pill?"

The master touched his goatee, and said, "There are a lot of materials, you..."

Xia Ge said: "Bring them all!"

The master glanced at her, did not ask any more, and went to get the materials.

Mao Qing was lying on the bed, the wound on her waist was bandaged. She closed her eyes, her forehead was oozing cold sweat, and her lips were purple.

Xia Ge knelt down, wrung out the soaked wet wipes and wiped her cold sweat, and whispered, "...you will be fine."

Mao Qing on the bed closed her eyes and did not respond to her.

Xia Ge put the towel back into the copper basin, thought about it, took a candy from her pocket, peeled it, and put it in her mouth.

Mao Qing's eyes opened slightly, looking at her, under her slender eyelashes, there was a moist and beautiful water color.

Xia Ge asked: "Is it sweet?"

Mao Qing's voice was a little hoarse, and her eyes were dark: "...sweet."

"If you know sweetness, don't always ask for hardship." Xia Ge threw the candy paper into the basket aside, "This arrow can obviously be avoided."

Mao Qing said honestly: "I'm sorry."

Xia Ge: "It's you who hurt, so why don't you apologize to me, I won't be hurt."

"No one can't get hurt." Mao Qing said innocently. "If it doesn't hurt, then it's definitely not cruel enough."

Xia Ge helped the forehead: "...Do you have to take advantage of me?" And the point is completely wrong.

Sure enough, will soul poisoning become weird? This is not weird, this is completely mentally wrong.

Mao Qing: "Oh, the wound hurts a bit."

Xia Ge changed the subject: "...Your eyelashes are really long."

Mao Qing: "Huh?"

Xia Ge said: "Does it still hurt?"

Mao Qing laughed, "It hurts."

The two of them were talking, and the master over there came with the pill and materials. Xia Ge poured a glass of water for Mao Qing and fed the pill to her.

After eating the Hundred Soul Pill, Mao Qing's face seemed a little better, but he still looked very tired and half-opened his eyes.

The master pointed to the materials on one side and said, "These materials?"

Xia Ge picked up the material and said in a low voice, "I remember there are also pill furnaces here?"

The master was surprised: "Do you want to..."

Xia Ge said, "I want to try."

Before the two had finished speaking, another Jianfeng disciple rushed in. The Master's beard curled up and said, "Why are you ghosts——" Before finishing the words, I saw the disciple "Puff Tong" kneeling on one knee. On the ground, said: "Jianfeng resisted more than half of the soul poisoners in the body of the demon, and suffered heavy losses. Master, please give me medicine!"

The Master paused when he heard the words, and didn't feel embarrassed, "How much is needed? But I can tell you that Hundred Soul Pills are available, but they are all pseudo-profound level. If you want to truly detoxify, you have to wait for someone to come back."

It goes without saying who will come back.

The disciple said: "This..."

Then gritted his teeth and said, "Please let the master give the pill to the disciple first."

"You follow me to get the pill." The master looked at the disciple and agreed.

Although Sanfeng usually has internal strife, once encountering an external enemy, it will definitely make every effort to unanimously externally. He then pointed to a pill room to Xia Ge, and said, "There is a pill furnace over there. If you want to try it, try it. For so many years, there is no shortage of materials for the pill pill... Alas, I heard that you have made it in the pill match. The Three Lives Bigu Golden Pill, I have some talents if I want to come, try to make a pseudo-mysterious-level Hundred Soul Pill."

The implication is that I don't believe that Xia Ge can make a real Hundred Soul Pill.

No, maybe it's not that I didn't believe it... but that after so many years of that fire, except for Gu Peijiu, who was born with pill veins, he had never seen anyone who could make a profound level pill again.

Xia Ge saluted the Master, "Thank you."

The system said: "Are you determined?"

Xia Ge nodded and whispered: "I think, I understand what you said that day."

System: "...what?"

"You said, becoming an alchemist is not for someone's goal and courage to become."

She put the book down, then picked up the material on one side, the spiritual energy stored in the spiritual aperture glided through the core of the body, and condensed on the material in the hand, making them echo with the spiritual energy in the air, and the spiritual herbs and elixir slowly brightened. With a beautiful aura, Xia Ge threw the aura-soaked herb into the stove with his backhand, the flame exploded with a brilliant luster, and whispered, "I think you are right."

==

Down the mountain.

Chang Lan opened a large formation to protect the mountain, temporarily blocking the offensive of the demonic puppet soldiers.

It took a lot of time and a lot of spiritual power to open the mountain guard formation. After Chang Lan finished opening, he went down the mountain and his disciples fought against the demon puppets who had entered the mountain. With his addition, the efficiency improved, but wait After all, I was a bit exhausted.

On the other side, Jianfeng’s disciples were seriously injured. Many of the weak-minded people had long been unconscious due to soul poisoning, talking nonsense, and scratching everywhere. The wounds that had been urgently bandaged were torn apart because of this, and the pain was rolling everywhere. Finally, they had to be firmly **** with cloth.

The miserable wailing continued, and there was chaos.

Chu Yi was using aura to help stabilize the mountain protection formation, and suddenly a pleasant bell rang, and she suddenly stiffened.

The disciple who was carrying the wounded nearby glanced at Chu Yi, "Junior Sister, your bell seems to rang? Is it a magic weapon?"

Chu Yi paused, and said nonchalantly, "It's just the sound transmission bell at home."

"Oh, then I'll go first." The disciple didn't pursue it either, and hurried away with the wounded. Chu Yi looked at the bell that trembled twice before returning to peace, and her eyes deepened when she thought of what she had heard with Yindie that night.

When the master's realm changes, knocking the magic bell will ring, and when the mood changes, asking the fairy bell will ring.

"How about casualties?"

Chang Lan didn't care about Chu Yi's abnormality over there, and asked the disciple who came to report the situation in a tired voice.

"...The Jianfeng disciple was seriously injured." The disciple who came to report said, "The Demon Cult is despicable, and the weapon is smeared with soul poison!"

Chang Lan looked ugly, and then asked in a low voice, "Is there a Hundred Soul Pill in Danfeng?"

"Someone has been sent to ask."

As he was talking, another disciple came up, it was the one who was going to capture Xia Wuyin. When Chang Lan saw him, his brows twitched slightly, "...Where is the person? Can you catch it?"

The disciple's face was unwilling: "Return to big brother, never."

Chang Lan thought of what Chang Nian had said to him before leaving, rubbed his temples with a headache, "What's the matter? Xingshi Dongzhong can't catch a Danfeng disciple?"

The disciple said: "She has a Danfeng palm order in her hand."

Before Chang Nian left, he told him that a puppet doll was dropped by the demonic spies before. Chu Yao didn't report it to him. He asked him to check it, and "unintentionally" mentioned it. Dan Feng's position was airborne. The genius Xia Wuyin often had nothing to do with a doll that looked like a puppet.

In addition, there has been no clue about tracking down the spies of the Demon Cult. There have been so many restless things recently. Adhering to the principle of killing one thousand by mistake, Chang Lan wanted to arrest people first and ask questions. Reason, then make other plans.

but……

Chang Lan's hand rubbing his temple slipped, "...what? Palm Ling?"

The disciple said: "Yes, Zhang Ling...but it doesn't matter, as long as you come forward, big brother, you will definitely be there!"

Chang Lan silently watched the disciples who were constantly being moved around not far away. The disciples who had been poisoned by the soul poisoned him. Not only his head hurt, but everything from his scalp to his brain was hurting.

The disciple said, "Master, you must not let go of the spies!"

"Naturally won't let it go." Chang Lan rubbed his temples, "Go and ask the disciples of Hundred Soul Pills have not come yet?"

"coming!"

The disciple who went to Danfeng to ask for medicine came back with a worried look: "Big brother... Danfeng's medicine-handling person said that currently there are only pseudo-Xuan-level Hundred Soul Pills in Curry. "

Chang Lan said, "If I can drag on for a day, I will first pass the book to Junior Sister Gu to hurry back. You, and you, come with me. When I finish passing the book, I will go over there for a while... Xia Wuyin ."