Junior Brother Got Sick Again

Song Mingyin has been cultivating the immortality diligently for most of his life, and his Taoist mind is stable. He has ascended halfway and is about to complete his merits. As a result, hundreds of immortal families gathered together and decided that she was a demon. They imprisoned her in the Locking Immortal Platform to let the fire of karma burn her soul. In full view of everyone, Song Mingyin self-destructed his spiritual core to end everything. Maybe God has eyes, or maybe she was too resentful. When she opened her eyes again, she was back to the time when she was sixteen. After reviving his life, Song Mingyin swore that he would no longer work hard and would lie down and die like a salted fish. I was full of pride when I swore, but when I turned around, I was slapped by reality. Just one month after his rebirth, junior brother Xie Yunyao was poisoned. The antidote needs to be taken from her heart blood and taken every day for a month to clear the poison. Song Mingyin endured the pain to take blood every day, and her face became paler day by day. The junior brother was lying on the bed, his eyes dark and silent, watching her stabbing his heart one needle at a time without saying a word. After feeding it for a month, the poison was finally resolved. Before Song Mingyin could breathe a sigh of relief, his junior brother had another strange illness. ——He stared at her like he was staring at prey, his eyes were so dark that it sent chills down the spine. Sometimes I have to pounce on it and take a bite, focusing on the thin-skinned and tender places like the wrist and neck. Her fellow disciples were so frightened that they all advised her to stay away from this little lunatic. Song Mingyin waved her hands and said calmly: "It's okay, I'm just sick. I'll be fine after a while." She thought that no matter how weird the disease was, it would just be a matter of two bites, and it would pass with patience. Until the mission that day. Song Mingyin was standing in the forest with a male sword cultivator, discussing how to capture the evil spirits. The two of them got closer and looked at the map with their heads together. Suddenly there was a gust of wind behind me. Before she could turn around, Xie Yunyao pounced on her like falling from the sky, grabbed the back of her head, and bit her lip hard in front of the male swordsman. It's not a kiss, it's a bite. Fierce and ruthless, like a wolf guarding its food, the tips of its teeth were grinding against the flesh of their lips, and the smell of rust instantly spread between their lips and teeth. Song Mingyin burst into tears in pain, pushed him away, covered her mouth and took two steps back. Xie Yunyao stood there and looked at her, with a little blood on the corner of his mouth, his eyes dark and stubborn, as if separated by a layer of mist. Song Mingyin's lips hurt, tears welled up in her eyes, thinking—— Yes, this is another illness. But what Song Mingyin didn't see was that Xie Yunyao's hand hanging by his side clenched slightly, and his fingertips rubbed away the blood bit by bit. The emotions in his eyes surged like a tide, and were soon suppressed by him, returning to deathly silence. He was wide awake. Always sober. It's just that some diseases cannot be cured. Purpose: Inspirational cultivation of immortality