On the way back, Qian Mo Qingcheng told Grandpa Bai Luo Xue's name.
Qian Mo Qingcheng glanced at the person on the bed, a soft color flowed through his cold eyes.
Call Shen Yu and send Grandpa Bai and Xue Ling'er to the next room to rest.
And let Xiaobao guard Yun Luoxue in front of the bed.
He then went to his room to heal his injuries.
In the room, a sandalwood incense was burning on the jade table, and the smoke was lingering like a thin veil in the air, showing a clear and hazy feeling.
Qian Mo Qingcheng sat on a chair indoors, raised his skirt, looked at his feet, one after another stab wounds on his leg, like scars, lined up his leg.
At this time, it was almost noon.
Sunlight shot into the room through the window, reflecting on his legs.
The red is bright, lined with golden sunlight, and it looks shocking.
Qianmo Qingcheng's head didn't wrinkle, and he was about to use compound surgery to heal these injuries.
The door opened unexpectedly. A man in a white robe walked in smartly.
Qian Mo Qingcheng put down his clothes, his face expressionless, as if he had regained his previous cold, tough, domineering aura, "These days, I trouble you and Xiaobao to take care of Luo Xue."
Shenyu's mouth is frivolous and unrestrained, and his brows add a bit of romance: "Boss, this is the first time I have seen you so different. It's not like you."
Qianmo Qingcheng's crown-like face was as quiet as a lake, "Shenyu, this name sounds very old."
The implication was that Shenyu changed his name just now.
The look on Shenyu's face was stagnant for a moment, and then, with a charming smile, it seemed to see Qianmo Qingcheng as a stunning beauty, and he was happily trying to tease him, "Master, you are very humorous. .
It's usually too cold, I still think that you are a bit human. "
Qian Mo Qingcheng's eyes seemed to be covered with frost, and the cold air shot out instantly, approaching Shenyu, "I don't like people who are not serious, and I don't like listening to people who are not serious."
God feather smiled seemingly unknown, "Master, forgive me for being stupid, I don't know what you are talking about.
After finishing speaking, Shenyu cast a sullen look at Qianmo Qingcheng.
Qianmo Qingcheng's eyebrows suddenly sank, raised his eyebrows, and there was a deep smile on his mouth, which made people feel cold and swish. It was obviously the early spring weather, but it was like standing in the winter snow. "Shenyu, my ears are deaf, this king can treat you, how about?"
Shenyu shuddered suddenly, this was the omen before Qianmo Qingcheng went crazy.
For the sake of his life, he decided to accept it as soon as he saw it. He smiled, Shen Yu raised his blue, like a satin blue belt tracing a graceful arc in the air.
"Close to the subject, how is your injury in Qianmo Qingcheng? Isn't it okay? Don't Luo Xue wake up, if you fall down again, that will exhaust me and Xiaobao."
Qianmo Qingcheng Feng Qingyun looked at him indifferently, "Do you think I'm like something like this?"
Shenyu raised his eyebrows slightly, his figure flashed, and he turned to Qianmo Qingcheng, probed his hand, and got his pulse.
Qian Mo Qingcheng's cheek flashed with an unpredictable expression.
Shenyu's eyes sank, put down his wrist, and said in surprise, "You really want to die?"
A line of blood suddenly overflowed from the corner of Qian Mo Qingcheng's mouth, and an ant insect rose in his body again, gnawing his internal organs inch by inch.
Carelessly wiped away the blood stains from the corners of his mouth, Qianmo Qingcheng's face was already pink, as if he had never seen the ghost of the sun.