Huo Zhanbai didn't know how long he had been unconscious.
When I woke up, it was already dusk outside.
What caught my eye were the nine jade plaques hanging on the wall, carved with patterns of orchids and ganoderma lucidum - was that the Huitian Order that had been taken back this year? Yaoshi Valley only issued ten Huitian Orders a year and was only willing to see ten patients at a high price, so this jade plaque became a golden medal of immunity from death that everyone in the martial arts world fought for.
But it seems that we have already seen almost all the ten this year.
He wanted to turn his head, but his neck felt like it was broken. He only caught a glimpse of Xue Yao standing on the shelf with his head down and dozing off. A set of thin needles were burning on the silver lamp, and the silver pendant next to it was emitting a strong and fragrant medicinal aroma.
He suddenly felt at ease.
Such a familiar atmosphere is the only harbor where one can dock after eight years of non-stop running around and fighting.
"You're really tough." The moment I opened my eyes, the first thing I heard was a familiar sneer.
He turned his head with great effort and saw the red-hot needle turning flexibly in the slender hands of the woman in purple.
Xue Ziye… For a moment, a fleeting smile appeared on his lips.
The woman raised her eyebrows, and while selecting the appropriate needle, she took the time to sneer: "I say, are you trying to stick to this place and continue to pay off your debts with your body? You owe me one hundred thousand for each consultation, and you've already owed me six times."
Damn woman. He moved his mouth, wanting to retort, but only a dry single sound came out of his throat.
"Oh, I forgot to tell you, I just gave you the Nine Flowers Gathering Qi Pill, the drug is strong, I'm afraid you won't be able to speak for a while." Xue Ziye looked at the person wrapped like a dumpling staring unwillingly on the couch, and smiled sneerfully, "Just shut up. It will hurt later."
Dead woman.
He looked at the set of twenty-four silver needles in her hand that had been tempered over a lamp, and couldn't help but gurgle in his throat.
"Are you scared?" Noticing his subconscious movements, she smiled even more happily.
Without any warning or sign, she turned around and sat in front of him. With both hands, she thrust twenty-four silver needles into his joints almost at the same time like lightning! She didn't even take a closer look, but she had already thrust more than twenty needles into the acupuncture points at an extremely fast speed.
His speed of action and accuracy in identifying acupuncture points are breathtaking.
The severe pain that attacked his whole body made him scream out, but a piece of cloth was stuffed into his mouth in time.
"Don't yell or you'll scare the other patients." She said coldly, slowly twisting the silver needle with her hand, adjusting the depth and direction of the needle's insertion, until he was sweating all over and moaning with the towel in his mouth, then she put down her hand: "The acupoint is sealed. I'll change the medicine on your face first, and then I'll bandage the holes on your body."
After the severe pain passed, his whole body felt much more relaxed. Huo Zhanbai tried hard to spit out the cloth stuffed in his mouth, and his eyes followed her.
Strange, there doesn't seem to be any serious injury on the face? Just a few scratches.
"Hey, don't be unconvinced. How can your body be as important as your face?" Seeing the doubt in his eyes, Xue Ziye patted his cheek and said in a tone that did not allow for negotiation, "Tell me the truth, how much do you owe me for medical treatment? You only have a life-saving order, but you have been seeing patients for eight years - if I didn't think your face was still somewhat desirable, I would have kicked you out long ago."
As she kept talking, she unwrapped the bandages on his face, dipped her fingers in a piece of green ointment, and leaned over to apply it carefully, as if she was repairing a priceless work of art.
He stared at the all-too-familiar face just above him, and became furious.
"Hey, what kind of look is that?" She applied the medicine, patted his face, ignored his angry look, and shouted outside: "Lü'er! Prepare hot water and bandages! Oh, and anesthetic! It's time to start plugging the hole."
"I'll be right there!" Lu'er responded from outside.
"Damn? Woman." He finally used his tongue to push out the cloth stuffed in her mouth, panting, and speaking word by word, "So fierce. This year... This year she must not be married yet, right?"
"Bang!" Without hesitation, a medicated pillow hit his face which had just been applied with medicine.
"Say it again?" Xue Ziye sneered as he touched the silver needles he had just pulled out.
"Gulu." The snow kite on the shelf was awakened. Its black bean-like eyes rolled and it let out a mocking cry.
"You heartless flat-haired beast." He was so dizzy from the blow that he was suppressed by her momentum for a moment. He didn't dare to fight back immediately. He just muttered and cursed the hawk, "I'll pluck your feathers tomorrow!"
"Gurgle." The Snow Kites let out a louder laugh and flew onto Xue Ziye's shoulder.
"Miss, everything is ready!" Lu'er called out from the outer room and brought in a plate with a large roll of bandages and medicine. The other four maids worked together to carry in a large wooden barrel and placed it in the house, steaming hot.
"Well." Xue Ziye waved his hand and drove away the bird on his shoulder, "Then let's get started."
Ah... am I going to be surrounded by these women again? He thought to himself, laughing at himself.
In the past eight years, he has enjoyed this treatment for at least four years, right
Xue Ziye walked to the bedside, lifted the quilt, and looked at the dense bandages all over his body. The teasing look in his eyes was gone: "Ah Hong, bring Jin'er, Lanlan, and Xiaocheng here and watch them for me. We need to be very careful this time. There are thirteen major injuries and twenty-seven minor injuries. No one can be wrong."
"Yes!" the maids answered in unison.
He was too familiar with this treatment... Red, orange, gold, blue, and green, the maids taught by Xue Ziye all had unique skills. When treating external injuries, their movements were as coordinated as if one person had eight hands: as soon as one hand cut open the wound, the other hands immediately began to dig out the fragments, connect the blood vessels, clean the wound, suture and bandage it.
Often it only takes a moment, and the wound is treated before the patient has time to bleed.
But... He has too many injuries today. Even with eight hands, I'm afraid it's too late, right
However, as soon as he thought of this, his mind began to blur.
"The medicinal effect of Ma Fei San has begun to take effect." Lan Lan fed the medicine into his mouth and carefully observed the reaction of his pupils.
"Well, let's get started."
Xue Ziye held a sharp silver needle in his hand, his eyes were cold and steady, like a god who could reverse life and death.
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Such a long... such a long dream.
The scariest thing was that he knew clearly that he was dreaming.
In the endless darkness, someone was running and laughing. It was a girl in red, looking back as she ran, with a smile that haunted him: "Idiot, come and catch me... If you catch me, I'll marry you!"
He wanted to chase after him, but he couldn't move, as if his body was nailed down.
Then, she ran farther and farther... He could never catch that elf-like girl again.
"Please, let Chonghua go, let us go!" Before he left, the woman pleaded with tears on her face.
"I really wish I had never known you." The young woman in mourning hugged the child and spoke coldly, "Murderer. You have ruined my life!"
With every word he uttered, a bloody sword emerged from his heart, cutting his body into pieces.
Qiu Shui... Qiu Shui... No, it's not like that!
He wanted to shout, but no sound came out.
Why aren't you awake yet? Why aren't you awake yet? How long will this torture last
"Hey, miss, what's wrong with him?" Lu'er noticed that the person soaking in the medicinal soup in the wooden barrel suddenly started breathing faster, his face turned pale, fine cold sweat broke out on his head, his neck turned anxiously, his eyes were closed, and his body kept shaking.
"What's the problem?" Xiao Cheng was frightened and quickly checked the potion - the Baiyao Jinshengsan in the bucket was prepared by her.
Xue Ziye just shook his head slightly and put his hand on the forehead of the person in the bucket.
"It's okay," she said, "I was just dreaming."
I was just dreaming—if dreams could kill people. This man, covered in wounds and soaked in medicine, was trembling slightly, and the expression on his face seemed to have countless things to say, but they were strangled.
"Qiu Shui... Qiu Shui..." He wanted to say something anxiously, but he just kept muttering the name over and over again.
She sighed: It seems that the one who has made him so miserable all this time is still that woman.
—Autumn water sound.
It had been eight years since she last saw that woman.
Eight years ago, she officially inherited Pharmacist Valley and established a rule: with the Huitian Order, she could only see ten patients a year.
That winter, Huo Zhanbai, exhausted, carried Mo'er and the stunning beauty to the Medicine Master Valley beside Mohe River, and took out a Rescue Order, begging her to save the child who was less than a year old. He was also seriously injured at the time - it was unknown how many powerful enemies he had fought off to obtain this golden medal of immunity from death that everyone in the martial arts world wanted.
The two looked so anxious, almost wanting to exchange their own lives for the child's. She took the dying child's pulse and shook her head in embarrassment when the two men knelt down outside the door.
At that time, she thought they were Mo'er's parents.
After a month of thinking hard, she still couldn't cure the child's illness, so she had to return the Huitian Order to them. However, she couldn't resist the other party's pleading, so she reluctantly wrote a prescription. Then, the man in front of her began his eight-year wandering and running around.
Over the past eight years, she had seen him return with herbs time and time again, only to collapse in front of her covered in blood.
She originally thought that he would give up halfway - after all, no one would risk their life for a child who was not related to them by blood, and go back and forth on the blade again and again to come up with that almost impossible prescription.
However, she was wrong.
Why? … She shook her head, somewhat bewildered, but she could feel the person under her hand still trembling violently.
"Qiu Shui... No, it's not like that!" The man whispered in a confused and anxious voice.
Isn't it like that? It's been eight years, even if there are twists and turns, it should be explained clearly, right? How could such a smart person make himself like this? She shook her head, and suddenly saw tears oozing from the corners of the other person's tightly closed eyes. She couldn't help but be slightly startled: this is the expression that the always casual and shameless person would never have when he was sober.
She sighed: It's time to wake him up.
"Hey, Huo Zhanbai... wake up." She placed her hands on his spiritual platform, patting them rhythmically, gently infusing her inner strength into him, and whispered his name in his ear, "Wake up."
The man under his hand trembled, as if awakened from a nightmare.
"Wow", the water splashed violently, and a wet and hot hand suddenly grabbed her tightly, almost pulling her into the water.
"What are you doing?" She was startled and was about to explode, but she was stunned when she saw that the other person hadn't even opened his eyes.
The man was still in the aftermath of the nightmare. He didn't have time to open his eyes, and he subconsciously grabbed whatever he could. He grabbed so hard, as if a drowning man was grabbing the last straw. She didn't get angry after all, but just let him hold her hand. She felt his breathing gradually calm down, and the trembling on his body began to stop, as if the long nightmare was finally over.
Someone is calling him... At the end of the darkness, someone is calling him, quietly and gently.
"Uh..." Huo Zhanbai let out a long breath, and his vision gradually became clear: in the steaming hot medicine, there was a face, leaning over and looking at him. A very beautiful woman - seemed a little familiar
"Huh?" He suddenly came to his senses and blurted out, "Why is it you?"
He was startled to find that he was holding the vicious woman's hand tightly. He hurriedly shook it off, fearing that she would hit him again. He wanted to jump out immediately by holding on to the wall of the bucket, but he was suddenly startled -
My hands can actually move now
"Put on your robe and come out," he leaned against the wooden barrel in a daze until a cloth was thrown on his face. Xue Ziye said coldly, "There are only women here."
Lu'er blushed and turned her head to the side to giggle.
"What are you laughing at, you stupid girl?" Xue Ziye spat, then turned around and cursed, "Why are you hiding here and watching the joke when you have time? Go to Qiu Zhiyuan and look after the patients over there! Watch out or I'll break your legs!"
Lu'er was silent as a cicada. She quickly packed up her medicine box and ran away.
When she finished scolding and turned back, Huo Zhanbai had already quickly put on his robe and jumped out, lying back on the couch. However, after all, he had been injured so badly that the large range of movement pulled the wound, and he couldn't help but grimace in pain.
"Let me see." Xue Ziye sat down beside the couch expressionlessly and pulled open his robe.
The treatment was successful. The wound began to grow tender red flesh under the influence of the medicine, and the blood stopped flowing out of the several large sutured wounds. She raised her fingers and pressed each spot, checking inch by inch whether there was still blood clots in the body that had not yet dissipated - this time his injury was serious and could not be easily dealt with as in the past.
"Oh." Huo Zhanbai couldn't help but sigh.
Xue Ziye rolled his eyes at him: "What's wrong again?"
"Looking and touching like this, if I were a woman, I would die if you didn't take responsibility." Huo Zhanbai returned to his usual frivolous behavior and approached with a drooling face, "How about it? Anyway, I still owe you hundreds of thousands of medical fees, why not pay it back with my body? A woman as vicious and greedy as you, no one else would dare to marry me except me."
Xue Ziye's expression remained unchanged, and he said coldly: "I don't think you are worth that much money."
“…” Huo Zhanbai was furious.
"All right." After a brief reexamination, she pulled up the blanket for him and said calmly, "The chest injury needs another acupuncture treatment, but the rest is fine. Wait for me to prescribe some blood-replenishing and qi-nourishing medicine. After a month or two of rest, it will be almost healed."
"One or two months?" His expression changed and he sat up suddenly. "That's too late!"
Xue Ziye turned to look at him in surprise.
"Mo'er's health is getting worse and worse. She has been relying on ginseng to keep her alive for nearly a month. She can't wait any longer!" He murmured, and suddenly raised his head to look at her. "I have found the dragon blood bead. Now, all five medicinal ingredients in the prescription are complete. You should be able to refine the pill, right?"
"Ah?" She was startled, as if she didn't know how to answer, "Oh, yes, yes... it's all complete."
I actually found all of them for him!
The Seven-Leaf Mingzhi under the Holy Lake of the Moon Worshiping Sect, the Qingluan Flower in the Baiyun Palace of Bicheng Mountain in the East China Sea, the Dragon Tongue on the cliff of Junshan Mountain in Dongting Lake, the Snow Poppy in Muztagh Ata, and the Ten Thousand Year Old Dragon Blood Red Cold Pearl in Qilian Mountain - any one of them is an astonishing treasure that makes people in the whole martial arts world fight for it crazily.
And this person... actually traveled all over the world in eight years and got everything.
What kind of power is supporting him to fight and compete so desperately
"Then, could you trouble Miss Xue to refine it as soon as possible?" He sat up on the couch and bowed to her properly, with no joking on his face. "I promised Qiu Shui that I would return to Lin'an with the medicine within a month."
"This..." She took out the dragon blood bead from her sleeve, but she didn't know how to put it. "Actually, I've always wanted to tell you: Mo'er's disease, I..."
"Please." As if he was afraid that she would say something bad, he immediately raised his head and looked at her, saying softly, "Please... If even you can't save him, Mo'er will die. It's been eight years, and it's almost successful!"
She clenched the bead tightly and let out a silent sigh from her chest.
As if she had given up, she sat down in front of the medical records, picked up the pen and began to write the prescription. Huo Zhanbai smiled at her side and said, "When you cure Mo'er's illness, I will slowly pay you back the medical fee I owe you... I always keep my word. You have never been to the Central Plains, so you don't know that the Seventh Master Huo of Dingjian Pavilion is not only handsome and good at swordsmanship, but also has a good reputation for his credit."
She was writing the prescription, but her brows were slightly furrowed, and I wonder if he heard it.
"However, although you are vicious and love money, your medical skills are really good..." He began to compliment her.
She put the pen down, thought for a moment, tore it up again, and started writing the second one.
"I know you charge a high price in order to support the people in the valley - they are all children abandoned by their parents or orphans, right?" He continued, his eyes no longer joking, "I also know that although you charge a hundred thousand yuan for consultations from the martial arts masters, you usually deliver medicine to the people in the surrounding villages to treat their illnesses - don't look at you like this, you are actually..."
Her pen finally stopped writing, and she looked up at the person who was chattering under the lamp, feeling a little surprised.
—How does he know these things
"You take good care of your injuries," she finally said, gently pressing his shoulder, "I'll find a way."
Huo Zhanbai let out a long sigh and fell back into the quilt dejectedly.
After all, he was injured so badly that he felt he could no longer hold on as soon as he relaxed. He lay on the sickbed, feeling the pain in his limbs and bones trembling, but he managed to put on a lazy smile: "Hey, I also know that you are so picky about the patient's appearance because your lover also looks... ah!"
A silver needle was nailed into his sleep point, trembling slightly.
"Even if it's a good word," Xue Ziye's face was as gloomy as water, and he was cold, "it will lead to mistakes if you say too much."
Huo Zhanbai looked at her with his mouth open, the corners of his mouth twitched as if he wanted to say something, and his eyelids finally drooped irresistibly.
"Alas..." Looking at the unconscious injured man, she sighed clearly for the first time, leaned over to cover him with a blanket, and murmured, "It's been eight years, and we worked so hard... But is it worth it?"
She had seen it since the two of them came to Pharmacist Valley with their child eight years ago:
That woman actually hated him.
Is it worth it? — She had always wanted to ask this man a question, but she was always interrupted by his lazy teasing and could not say it. Such a smart man, perhaps he already knew it in his heart from the beginning.
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When we left the Winter House, the hourglass had already reached four o'clock.
Lu'er and the others had been sent to the Autumn Garden. The other maids in the hall had gone to bed. She did not disturb them, but walked slowly along the cold spring by herself, holding a lantern.
Mohe in the far north is cold all year round. However, there are hot springs in the Medicine Master Valley, so the master who came here to live in seclusion also adapted to the local conditions and set up four pavilions for spring, summer, autumn and winter according to the different ground temperatures, and planted various rare herbs. However, the Winter Pavilion near the valley entrance is still quite cold, and she is reluctant to come here on weekdays.
She shivered slightly as the wind blew from the Mohe River.
The cold moon hung overhead, reflecting the white snow in the valley, and the faint fragrance of white plum blossoms was floating in the air.
Unconsciously, she followed the cold spring to the still water lake. This lake was formed by the confluence of cold springs and hot springs, so half of the water surface was steaming, while the other half was covered with thick ice.
The unstoppable yearning came flooding back, and she could no longer hold back, so she ran toward the lake with the lantern in hand. She stepped on the ice to the center of the lake, put the lantern aside, trembling as she leaned down and gazed under the ice: the man was still sleeping quietly in the water, peaceful and pale, unchanged for more than a decade.
Xue Huai... Xue Huai... Do you know? Today, someone talked about you.
He said you must be very beautiful.
If you were alive today, you must be more handsome than all the men in the world, right
Unfortunately, you always sleep under the ice, no matter how I call you, you won't respond. I have learned so many medical skills, saved so many people, but I can't wake you up.
She murmured to the frozen lake, and finally, tears could no longer be stopped from falling from her eyes.
Although her master had calmed and comforted her, some of the overly tragic memories had faded, but she still remembered the despair she felt when the Moga clan was slaughtered overnight and they were forced to jump into the water due to being hunted down.
The water in Mohe River in December is cold enough to be fatal.
The killers chased after them, wearing hideous masks and holding bloody swords. Xue Huai held her hand and fled across the frozen Mohe River without a clear path. Suddenly, the ice cracked open with a snap, and the huge black mouth swallowed them up instantly! At the moment of falling, he held her tightly in his arms and drifted along the undercurrent under the ice.
His heart was the only warmth in the freezing water.
For twelve years, she had been feeling the coldness that penetrated deep into her bones. On every snowy night, she would suddenly wake up, then rush out of the warm room like crazy, running barefoot on the snow, trying to run back to that remote village to find the warmth she had that night.
However, after that bloody night, nothing existed, including Xue Huai.
The person under the ice lay quietly, his face looking the same as it did back then.
The boy, about sixteen or seventeen years old, was bent over, his hands folded across his chest, floating gently in the cold water, sleeping. She leaned over the ice and murmured to the sleeping man:
Xue Huai, Xue Huai... When will you wake up? If you don't wake up, I will get old...
Not far away is the Summer Garden.
The night watch girl rolled up the curtain and saw the woman lying on the ice in the middle of the lake under the cold moon. She sighed to her companion behind her: "Xiao Jing, look... the Valley Master is talking to the person under the ice again."
They were all orphans brought back by the young lady from the surrounding villages, some of them had incurable diseases, or were abandoned because of poverty. Since they came here, the people sealed under the ice have already existed. Nanny Ning said: They were the people who drifted along the glacier to the Pharmacist Valley with the young lady twelve years ago.
At that time, Liao Qingran, the former head of the Pharmacist Valley, saved the girl who still had a little warmth in her heart, but the boy had already stiffened. However, more than ten years have passed, and the head of the valley always thought that as long as her medical skills were improved, she could wake him up from under the ice.
"That person is actually very good-looking." Xiao Jing looked at the shadow on the ice from a distance, feeling a little confused.
However, her companion ignored her and focused his eyes on the west side of the lake. Suddenly, he shouted in surprise: "Look, what's going on? Qiu Zhiyuan, Qiu Zhiyuan suddenly started to make a fuss? Who is fighting? Go and call Sister Shuanghong!"
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In the Autumn Garden, the furniture in the room was tilted and there were signs of fighting everywhere.
Lu'er panted: This person... Was he really seriously injured? After six or seven consecutive sword strikes without touching the opponent's clothes, Lu'er was a little dazed for a while, not knowing what to do.
Without even moving, the other party instantly moved to the other corner of the room and put the silver knife against Xiao Cheng's throat: "Go call that woman over, or I'll kill her."
Lu'er stamped her feet, feeling her anger rising.
—I told the lady a long time ago not to rescue this frozen snake, but now it bites me back as soon as it opens its eyes!
"Do you have any conscience?" Knowing that she was far inferior to the other party, she stood still and cursed, "Ungrateful bastard!"
"I want you to call that woman over." The other party remained unmoved. He turned the silver knife and drew a bloody mark on Xiaocheng's neck.
Xiaocheng didn't know that it was just a shallow cut, and she was so scared that she screamed and fainted.
"Where is the Valley Master?" She had no choice but to turn around and ask the girl next to her, winking and hinting, "She's still in the Winter Pavilion, right? Go and tell her to bring a few more people over!"
It would be best to bring that debt collector Huo Zhanbai here - he is the only one in this valley who can deal with this poisonous snake.
However, the girl was not smart enough. As soon as she opened the door, she suddenly shouted, "The Valley Master is there!"
Everyone was startled and turned to look outside. The snow had stopped. The moonlight outside was bright. White mist rose from the lake, like a bright mirror. The woman in purple was lying on the ice, quietly looking down at the lake. A maid in red was standing next to her. It was Shuanghong who had rushed over from Qiu Zhiyuan after being disturbed. She was reporting something to her.
She raised her head and glanced over here slowly.
Although they were so far away, the moment he glanced over, the hand holding the silver knife trembled slightly.
Hidden in the shadows, her pale face expressionless, but her heart was shaken violently. What was going on… What was going on? At such a long distance, I couldn't even see the person's face clearly. How could I have such a feeling just by looking at him? Could it be that… This female doctor had also practiced the art of pupil
The severe pain in my head suddenly came back again.
—It may be the exhaustion of mental energy caused by excessive use of the pupil surgery that led to this chronic headache.
"Call her...Call her over here!" he said in a hoarse voice, remaining calm.
"Miss!" Seeing that she noticed this, Lu'er couldn't help but shout loudly, "The patient has held Xiaocheng hostage and wants to see you!"
The purple-clad woman on the ice slowly stood up and said calmly, "Come here. I'm here."
He was shocked again—this voice! When he heard it vaguely in his coma, he was already frightened. Now it was clearly heard in the cold night, and he felt an inexplicable chill in his heart. The severe pain in his head spread instantly, and countless things were about to emerge. What is this? Could it be that this female doctor... can also make confusing sounds
He clenched his teeth and stopped the sound in his throat.
Assassins like him have been in life and death since they were teenagers, always ready to draw their swords and fight for their lives, never relaxing for a moment. However, for some reason, this time he had a strong desire in his heart that made him violate his usual rules and couldn't help but want to go over and take a clear look at the face of the female doctor.
He pulled Xiaocheng out of the door and walked towards the lake step by step, stepping on the solid ice.
Xue Ziye looked at this person walking towards her, and suddenly she was in a trance. That was the first time she saw this person's full appearance. Sure enough... these eyes... with a slight blue and pure black, clearly -
"Take out the dragon blood bead." He dragged the unconscious Xiao Cheng over and spoke through gritted teeth, "Otherwise she—"
The words were frozen at the moment their eyes met.
At that moment, his hands began to tremble violently again, and he stared at the person in front of him, unable to look away. It was not because this female doctor knew pupil skills, but because... her eyes... her eyes! It seemed that somewhere...
The severe pain in his brain spread again, and darkness enveloped his mind in an instant.
He heard the woman under the cold moon speak calmly, without joy or anger: "Patients shouldn't run around."
How... How come it's such a familiar voice again? Where... Where have you heard it before
He swayed a bit and his vision began to blur.
His sight swayed chaotically, finally moving away from the other person's eyes, then swaying aimlessly, finally focusing on the ice, and suddenly fixed again - he screamed in surprise. What is there
A pale face quietly emerged, looking at him across the dark blue ice.
W-What is this--how did he get there? Who... who put him here
Tong stared at the face under the ice in horror, his body gradually shaking, and suddenly he could no longer support himself and cried out in low voice, holding his head. The silver knife in his hand fell on the ice, and he let out a painful and shrill cry.
“Valley Master…Valley Master!” The maids in the distance screamed and ran over.
Just now they only saw that person pulling Xiao Cheng to stand opposite the Valley Master, but he started to tremble after a few words, and finally suddenly screamed and fell on the ice, holding his head and rolling around, as if there was a knife twisting in his brain. All the maids looked at her admiringly: Did the Valley Master use some secret method to subdue this poisonous snake in an instant
However, Xue Ziye's face was also pale and his whole body was shaking slightly.
That’s right… I saw it clearly this time.
This person's eyes were so strange, with a slight blue and pure black, containing powerful spiritual power - clearly a characteristic of the now extinct Moga clan!
She held down the man who was screaming miserably and said, "Quick! Carry him back!"
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Why save this person? All the maids were somewhat reluctant when they started to treat him. However, no one dared to disobey the Valley Master's wishes.
The man's illness seemed really strange, unlike anyone who had come to the valley to seek medical treatment before. After the young lady put him on the couch and took his pulse, she frowned and thought for a long time without saying anything.
"All of you go out first." Xue Ziye looked at the person on the couch who kept holding his head and screaming, and ordered the maid beside him: "By the way, remember, don't tell Huo Zhanbai in the Winter Pavilion about this."
"But..." Lu'er was really worried about the young lady being left alone with this poisonous snake.
"It's okay." Xue Ziye said calmly, "You go down first, I'll treat him."
"Yes." Shuanghong knew the Valley Master's temper, so she quickly pulled Lu'er, winked at her, and both of them left. After the maids left, Xue Ziye stood up and pulled down the curtains around him.
The room suddenly became pitch black, blocking out all the moonlight and snow light.
The moment darkness enveloped again, the man's screams stopped.
She was stunned for a moment, and a bitter smile appeared on the corner of her mouth: Are you afraid of light? This person's injuries were actually more serious than Huo Zhanbai's, but he had been resisting stubbornly and refused to cooperate with the treatment at all.
She could have thrown away this patient who was hopeless and disobedient, but his eyes shocked her - the Moga clan had been wiped out after the massacre twelve years ago, and she had collected all the bodies with her own hands, so how could someone still be alive? Who was this person? How did he survive
Moreover, although his eyes clearly inherited the characteristics of the Moga clan, they were also vaguely different.
That look had the power of a spell, making everyone unable to look away once they took a look.
Everything in the past had already gone, leaving no trace except for the people frozen under the lake. Now, seeing these eyes, it was as if everything in the past had returned—there were still survivors! In that case, it was possible to know the truth of that night, and to know what kind of evil hand had cruelly pushed the clan to death!
She must rescue him.
Xue Ziye reached out his hand behind the man's head, but was pushed away heavily in an instant.
In the darkness, he suddenly stood up from the couch, without even opening his eyes, and moved as fast as a ghost. He forced her into the corner and cut her throat with his backhand, gasping for breath.
However, he could not withstand the pain like a knife stabbing in his brain. He only lasted a moment before he knelt down with his whole body trembling.
She watched in horror: Even in such a situation, he still had such a strong subconscious counterattack? Did this person receive some kind of extremely harsh training, which made him develop the habit of killing everyone who approached him even if he lost his mind
“Ah… Get out… Get out of here…” The man muttered curses on the couch, holding his head, and suddenly threw his head to the ground, “I want to get out… I want to get out! Let me out!”
Xue Ziye suddenly froze, and an image instantly emerged in his mind.
In the darkness, the same scream echoed in my mind, so familiar and yet so distant, hitting me over and over again - Let me out! Let me out!
She suddenly held her head in pain, feeling a throbbing pain in both temples.
Could it be... it was him? It was actually him