As soon as Rong Xian opened her eyes, she saw Qingbo staring at her eagerly.
She retracted the silk thread, her face softened a little, and said to Qing Bo: "The cultivator could have used spiritual power to repair her own injuries, but Madam had to rely on external force because her dantian was broken. And her body was exhausted due to the injury, and even the medicine The spiritual energy can't bear it. My uncle can keep her life alive for so long."
Hearing Rong Xian describe his wife's situation well, Qing Bo asked excitedly, "Is there a law for my nephew?"
Rong Xian lowered her eyes to hide the flow of light in her eyes. Zeng Shui's aura in the wood spirit bead was completely intact after turning around, but she didn't want to expose herself, and she didn't want Zeng Shui to get better soon.
She finally had an excuse to come to Ziwei City, but the plan was not implemented.
All the thoughts are just a moment, Rong Xian pretended to say: "It can be cured, but it will take a long time."
How can Qingbo take the time to manage at this moment? Being able to cure it is the greatest good news.
He had a big smile on his face: "Nephew, even if you take care of it, I will prepare it myself if I need it."
It's been so many years, it's been a few months.
Rong Xian nodded, took out the silver needle from the medicine box, the spiritual power on the needle flashed, and she quickly stabbed the silver needle into Ying Shui's body.
After waiting for a while, the silver needles were pulled out one by one.
"Is this all right?" Qing Bo asked aside.
Rong Xian placed the silver needles one by one, seemingly accidentally dropped a silver needle on the ice layer, which was quickly frozen by the ice.
At this time, Qing Bo was all about his wife, and didn't notice this scene.
After Rong Xian put the silver needle in the medicine box, she said with certainty, "That's fine. I will first adjust my body functions for Madam. I can't be in a hurry."
She pretended to close her cloak and coughed twice.
Although her cultivation base was sealed by the sword emperor's blood essence, she could still use a trace of spiritual power to force her actions. Although the appearance is no different from ordinary people, but the powerful spiritual power will automatically protect the master, she really did not see this air-conditioning.
However, 'Doctor Rong' is not very skilled, and is still within the scope of ordinary people, of course, more attention should be paid.
Qing Bo also realized that with Rong Xian's useless physique, there would be an accident if he stayed here any longer. Finally, there was someone who could cure his wife.
Qing Bo hurriedly took the person out and prepared a Firefox cape, so that Rong Xian would feel better next time when she entered the ice room again.
After returning to the room, Rong Xian finalized a plan to treat Zeng Shui and walked to the table.
She took out a talisman paper from her arms, her movements were light and elegant, her eyes seemed gentle, but the bottom of her eyes was calm, always giving people a feeling of being blocked by ice.
After a while, a small paper crane was formed in his hand.
A flash of light from her fingertips hit Zhihe, and the strange thing was that the paper crane in her hand moved.
The pair of wings folded by Rong Xian himself fanned, his head rubbed against Rong Xian's palm intimately, and he spread his wings and flew into the void.
At this time, Yun Youfeng came to Beizhou following the sporadic clues he found.
After chasing the suspicious group of people to Beizhou, Yun Youfeng suddenly reacted, and he was transferred from the mountain.
He patted his forehead hard, his loud voice making people laugh.
It was getting late, and he could only spend one night in this wood.
After the fire was lit, Yun Youfeng sat up against the tree with his knife in his arms, feeling uneasy all the time.
Those people are definitely people from Ziwei City, but what are these people trying to do to distract him, don't try to shoot at Rong Xian.
If something happened to Rong Xian during this time, he would not have the face to see Sanniang. If he did not see Sanniang, he would not be able to drink good wine, and his life would be very boring.
In the middle of the night, Yun Youfeng, who was still asleep just now, opened his eyes, his eyes were clear and sharp, and he couldn't tell that he had fallen asleep just now.
Standing up, he followed the muffled humming sound, and with the help of the dim moonlight, he saw the young man leaning against the tree with a touch of cinnabar between his brows, his forehead covered in cold sweat, as if he was suffering enormous pain.
Is it hurt
Yun Youfeng shoved the medicinal pill in his hand into the young man's mouth. Seeing that the young man was still in severe pain, he took out another porcelain bottle to continue plugging it, but unexpectedly his hand was tightly clasped.
Shen Jiulu took all his strength to hold the hand of the person who came, and said intermittently: "Thank you, Xiongtai, I don't need the pills anymore. This is an old problem. It's better at dawn." So don't put the pills, he was choked. A-_-||
Glancing at the crescent moon in the sky, Shen Jiuliu endured silently with his eyes down. From the pain of the heartache on the night of the full moon every month to recurring every three days, and after he left the holy mountain, it actually happened once every two days. What does the change represent
"It's troublesome brother, brother." Shen Jiu said with white lips.
Yun Youfeng didn't dare to let this person hurt so much. He looked at the desolate environment around him, picked up the young man who had no resistance, and hurried towards Ziwei City, saying as he walked, "I don't know what's wrong with you. , but it is painful to see your appearance, I know a doctor with excellent medical skills, and I will take you to find her."
doctor? He is not sick, how can the doctor cure him well, but the kindness of this person makes him feel warm.
"Her name is Rong Xian, you should have heard of it. She practiced medicine outside for eight years and saved countless people. Basically, everyone knows the name of Dr. Rong." Yun Youfeng continued.
He didn't care that the person on his back didn't respond to him. During this period of time, he had been hurrying on the road alone, and he was almost suffocated. It's hard to have someone with him, of course it's a nagging.
Shen Jiulu vaguely heard the name Rong Xian, and subconsciously called out 'Xiao Xian', but because his voice was too weak, Yun Youfeng ignored him.
Time seemed to return to that bloody dream again, but this time it was not a miserable wailing, but a scene of a child being chased and pecked by a bird.
This scene looked extraordinarily funny, and he couldn't help laughing.
"Yu Xiu, you can't fly up the tree now, but you will be able to in the future, you will definitely be very powerful."
The familiar voice that made him want to cry sounded again, and he looked back, only to see the girl with a pair of phoenix eyes bent and encouraging the little boy with a smile.
He looked at the girl and asked softly, "Who are you?"
The girl didn't answer, but just looked at the boy beside her with clear eyes.
He stepped forward to ask who the girl was, but opened his eyes and woke up.
"Brother, you finally woke up, are you still feeling uncomfortable?" Yun Youfeng asked with concern.
He was very worried about Rong Xian, and he was in a hurry to get to Ziwei City, but when he saw this young man, he took him with him.
If others were such a drag, he would have left it to others long ago.
But this young man was different, always giving him a sense of deja vu.
Yun Youfeng felt a little bad, because the last time he gave him this feeling was exactly his bitter master, Rong Xian.
Although the bad premonition in his mind was getting stronger and stronger, Yun Youfeng still did not throw the person away.
Rong Xian: I am very pleased that Yunyoufeng has finally led Yu Xiu to come to my seat.
(End of this chapter)