Feeding humans, she's serious

Hearing a few clear sounds of falling to the ground, Qian Qiuxue, who had her eyes tightly shut, was also relieved, and slowly turned around from the bed. As soon as she made a movement, the chain on her wrist made a crisp sound.

"Is it Fairy Sanskrit?"

Qian Qiuxue tugged at the chain, and the restrained posture made her unable to straighten her legs.

"It's me," Ning Zhi confirmed that everyone on the ground had passed out, and then he turned his eyes to the bed again.

After confirming the situation, he withdrew his gaze and said in a low voice, "The person who made your medicine is here."

"I, I'm Wu He," Wu He was still stimulated by this miserable look, and hurriedly took out the porcelain bottle with the antidote, and without caring about anything else, he half-kneeled under the bed and was fed lips.

"This is the antidote..."

Ning Zhi was still here, Qian Qiuxue didn't doubt it, and swallowed it as soon as he rolled his tongue.

A bitterness like coptis spread instantly, Qian Qiuxue's expression remained unchanged, but those eyes were still unable to open.

"Something's wrong," she said, "this medicine won't cure it."

"How could it be?" Wu He turned pale with shock, "It's impossible for me to make a mistake—"

"What's the hurry?" Ning Zhi raised his hand and knocked on the man's head. He glanced back at the spell lying on the ground, picked up the book that was buttoned next to him, flipped through two pages, and guessed: "This is a spiritual root change." Half of the secret method is done, I am afraid that it will affect the original effect of the medicine."

"Then..." Wu He showed a look of embarrassment, and hurriedly took out some herbs from the Qiankun bag, his face flushed red with anxiety.

There were a lot of people in the originally oppressive room, Ning Zhi didn't say anything, but opened the window next to him to let the cool wind from outside blow in.

Ning Zhi: "Calm down, don't show such a trashy expression."

Wu He couldn't listen at all, and just kept muttering to himself: "Ah, this is wrong, this seems to be wrong..."

"Don't worry," the person lying on the bed became more calm, Qian Qiuxue talked about the wrist trapped in the chain, and tried to struggle again.

"Crack-"

Ning Zhi raised his eyes, and the chains were wiped out by the devilish energy.

"Thank you," Qian Qiuxue finally regained her freedom, closed her eyes tightly, and kept groping to the side with her hands.

"My sword was confiscated by them—"

"Here," Ning Zhi pulled out the sword under Cheng Cheng's body and handed it to her.

Qian Qiuxue breathed a sigh of relief when she touched the familiar hilt.

Then... Ning Zhi just watched her turn her back and put a sword under her nose.

Ning Zhi: "..."

"This medicine requires seeing the opposite sex at first sight."

Qian Qiuxue let out an "oh", regretful: "I didn't listen to everything when I eavesdropped."

"If only I could temporarily become the opposite sex."

Ning Zhi was silent for a moment, and then said strangely: "...Well, maybe it's really possible."

Qian Qiuxue:?

He silently closed his eyes and turned his body back.

……

"Mirror, pill, all right."

After a while, Qian Qiuxue pursed her lips in satisfaction, held the mirror in her left hand, and put the pill into her mouth with her right hand.

Wu He, who was forcibly robbed of the pill, tried to stop it: "This...no one has tried it yet."

Qian Qiuxue said calmly, "Oh, then do you think there is a problem?"

Wu He: "Of course I think it's okay, but..."

"Then there's no need for it."

Qian Qiuxue directly rolled the pill into her mouth, and I have to say, the taste of this pill is much better.

The body changed very quickly, Ning Zhi looked a little surprised, Wu He bit the corner of his lips, holding the life-saving pill in his hand as if he was about to stuff it at any time.

But the person who took the medicine felt very good.

"that's it."

Qian Qiuxue raised the mirror and opened her eyes trustingly.

The first thing she saw was a strange self.

Her body felt strange, and the contours of her cheeks became a little bit colder. Qian Qiuxue blinked, feeling the endless love for herself from the bottom of her heart.

It is an experience that a sword cultivator who has not yet opened his love has never had.

"Great."

Qian Qiuxue felt the novelty, and wanted to show a gentle smile to comfort the troubled Wu He, but when the latter saw it, he couldn't help but backed away even more.

It seemed to be frightened again.

Qian Qiuxue, who was used to it, gave up struggling: "There is no problem anymore."

She looked at Wu He seriously, and was about to ask when she could change back, but the door in front of her was knocked open again.

"Huh?" Gu Fanyin immediately saw something wrong with the person on the bed.

Wu He tried to explain: "This is because..."

"This medicine actually worked."

Gu Fanyin was amazed.

After being surprised, he turned his gaze back to Ning Zhi who was not far away.

He was still holding the ancient book in his hand, and he was leaning against the window with his back to the person on the bed, reading it with relish.

Gu Fanyin circled directly behind Ning Zhi, and the two faces were so close that even the hot breath they exhaled could intersect with each other.

"What is this..." She passed her arm under her ribs and pointed to the words on the book, as if she was really looking for this book.

Qian Qiuxue: ...It doesn't seem too surprising.

She silently turned her gaze back to the mirror, and after a quarter of an hour, she watched herself return to her original state.

Only now did Wu He completely put down the stone.

He got up with his numb legs, and as soon as he lifted his feet, he fell headfirst on the bed.

The sound caught the attention of the two people behind him, and both eyes fell on him. Wu He slowly buried his head in the quilt, and heard another crisp sound... He finally couldn't help sobbing.

Qian Qiuxue: "Ah..."

She silently pulled out the sword that could be called the culprit. The cold sword body was hidden on the bed, accidentally injuring someone a second time.

"boom--"

While the two were silent, the battered door was knocked open for the third time.

Sunan held the sword in her hand, and blood was spreading in her clear eyes. She raised her head blankly and looked at the scene in front of her, the tight string in her mind suddenly broke.

"Where's Su Mo?"

Gu Fanyin moved away silently, just in time to reveal the blocked Young City Lord.

Then the four of them watched in unison as the frail Sunan raised his long sword, drew a beautiful sword light, and then his head fell to the ground.

Wu He looked blank: "Huh?"

Qian Qiuxue patted his trembling shoulder and said affirmatively, "En!"

"You are..."

"Su Mo is a beast! That guard was just, just being nice to me...he killed him!"

Sunan growled angrily, and the long sword in her hand was dripping with blood, but she didn't realize it.

Ning Zhi raised his eyelids, and said coldly: "You killed him, then what are you going to do?"

After finishing speaking, he raised his leg and kicked the old city lord who was hiding behind him. When he was suddenly attacked, the old city lord's closed eyelids trembled.

He woke up early.

He even saw Sunan kill someone with his own eyes.

Sunan held down the right hand holding the sword, and the restless emotions finally calmed down. She turned around, stepped on the blood on the ground, and walked towards the old city lord step by step.

The sword rested on his neck.

The tone is extremely cold: "Father, you will let me get away, won't you?"