The sun fell on the girl's face, her delicate but not beautiful face suddenly became brighter.
She quietly looked at the sun in the distance, thinking about the things she encountered after entering the park today, she probably had a score in her heart.
At this moment, a girl in white clothes from the Thirteenth Division of the Qing Dynasty came over hurriedly, came behind her, and said in a low voice: "That person was injured too badly, Senior Sister..."
The girl nodded and motioned for her to go first, and then she would come later.
The young girl from the Thirteenth Division of the Qing Dynasty walked back into the house and drove everyone out regardless of the objections of the injured fellow.
At this time, the girl walked into the house. Two women from the Thirteenth Department of Qing Dynasty were treating the wounded man, but the wounded man was too serious, and the common healing methods in Li Palace were hard to work. No matter how hard they tried, they still couldn't stop the man's belly. The wound continued to bleed.
Seeing her coming, the women of the Thirteenth Division of Qingyu breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly stepped aside.
The girl walked up to the injured man, glanced twice, raised her right hand and put it in the air above the injured man's abdomen.
I saw a faint blue light falling from her palm, like flowing water, but softer than flowing water, continuously falling on the body of the injured.
The blood that was continuously flowing from the wounded man's wound suddenly stopped.
Immediately afterwards, the light beam falling from the girl's palm changed color, from a blue color that gave people a sense of joy and freshness to a holy and solemn milky white.
The pure white light shone on the wounded abdomen, and the terrifying wound gradually healed at a speed visible to the naked eye!
"Zhou Garden...something went wrong. I suspect that the garden gate has been closed. Later, you ask those practitioners to choose the fastest one to go to the garden gate to have a look."
The girl stood up and said to the girls: "After I leave, you light two fireworks. I believe people in the mountains and rivers should be able to see them."
Whether it's the Holy Maiden Peak or the Thirteenth Division of Qingyu, fireworks have always been used as news on the battlefield. For practitioners and human troops, these two fireworks are hope. Even though they were in the Zhou Garden at this time, I believe that those practitioners who were injured in the battle but could not lead out of the garden through the gray line, after seeing these two fireworks, they should find a way to come to the forest language.
A slightly older woman from the Thirteenth Division of Qingyi looked at her worriedly and said, "Senior Sister, what are you going to do?"
"I'm going to do something." The girl said calmly, then turned and left.
Looking at the back of the girl who disappeared in the depths of the garden, several women in the Qingyu Thirteenth Division were silent.
After a while, someone remembered the miraculous scene they had seen earlier.
A girl admired and said: "That's the Holy Light Technique. I really didn't expect my senior sister to practice the Holy Light Technique to such a level at such a young age. In my opinion, the teacher may not be able to do it."
"The latter is the holy light technique, and it should be the natural light of the Virgin Peak at the beginning."
The slightly older woman said with a smile: "Senior sister, she first studied in our academy, and then went to the Holy Maiden Peak to practice. She has the strengths of both the north and the south, which is naturally extraordinary."
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As the night gradually approached, the Zhou Garden became slightly cooler, especially in the foothills.
The white sacrificial gown of the Thirteenth Division of Qingyu is a bit thick, which can keep out the wind and cold. The girl is not worried about this. She seems to be walking casually in the mountains, but she is actually looking for practitioners who have entered the garden before.
She has the same opinion as Chen Changsheng and Qijian. No matter how powerful the power is, it is impossible to really change the rules of this small world of Zhou Garden. The closing of the garden gate should only be a temporary thing. Hundreds of practitioners bring many dangers, and those dangers come from within the human practitioners themselves, but also from other places.
In front of the cliff, she met a student from the Academy of Reaching for the Stars. The student was injured not because of fighting with others, but because of a problem with the circulation of his true energy when he performed body skills, he fell off the cliff, and the body after washing his marrow The body also failed to withstand the impact brought by that height, and fractured several places. If he hadn't met her, he might have had to wait to die.
The night is getting darker, the forest has become a bit gloomy, and the light from the bonfire can be vaguely seen in the distance. It seems that many practitioners have discovered the strangeness. They don't care what competitors will be attracted, just want to find as much as possible. Companion, anyone in the Zhou Garden can be their companion at this time.
The girl walked towards the nearest bonfire, her white sacrificial dress fluttering slightly in the night.
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In the Zhou Garden under the night, the most striking thing is the little bonfires, but some bonfires are difficult to see because they are too far away.
Chen Changsheng and Zhexiu walked out of the forest. He looked at the bonfire on a hill not far away, and said, "Start close first, don't worry."
Zhexiu didn't speak. As a descendant of the wolf clan, what he lacks most is patience.
Chen Changsheng quickly thought of this, felt a little embarrassed, and thought of another thing, and asked, "There should still be a lot of magical artifacts left in the Zhou Garden, don't you feel that you are at a disadvantage just following me like this?"
Zhexiu said, "What about you? Don't you care about losing money?"
Chen Changsheng said: "Thinking of the exact location of the sword pond in the Lishan Sword Sect, Liang Xiaoxiao and Qijian are going there at the moment, and even Zhuang Huanyu may find it. Of course... I still care a little bit, but tonight I will definitely There are a lot of people getting hurt, even dying, and I just can't just let it go."
Zhexiu looked into his eyes and asked earnestly, "Why can't you leave it alone?"
For the wolf boy who grew up in the cruel snowfield, any kindness is a fatal weakness. He really doesn't understand why humans and some monsters... can't be left alone.
"Some women are benevolent?"
Chen Changsheng thought for a while and said, "I just can't bear it."
Zhexiu was silent for a while, and said: "The responsibility of the strong is to make themselves stronger, so that they can protect more weak people."
Chen Changsheng said honestly: "...Maybe I don't have the self-awareness of being a strong person? Besides, since Li Gong asked me to lead these people, I have to bear some responsibilities, and it seems that I am the only one who can heal diseases."
Zhexiu said nothing more.
Chen Changsheng asked: "You haven't answered my first question yet."
Zhexiu said, "Tang Tang paid for it, and I'm your bodyguard."
Chen Changsheng thought of his friend who was still in the Mausoleum of Books, thought of the yellow paper umbrella, and said with emotion: "It's nice to be rich."
Zhexiu finally said: "And I always feel that if I follow you, I will not suffer."
While talking, the two didn't slow down. It didn't take long before they came to the hill, saw the bonfire, and saw the people beside the bonfire.
Looking at the clothes, it should be two practitioners from the south. For some unknown reason, they fought with each other with swords. As a result, both of them were injured, and each had several wounds on their bodies.
To Chen Changsheng's surprise, the two southern practitioners were sleeping soundly, and the wounds on their bodies had already healed. If it weren't for the mottled blood on their clothes, they wouldn't be able to tell they were injured at all.
He walked up to the two southern practitioners, stretched out his hand to feel the pulse, opened his eyelids to observe carefully, and finally lifted their clothes to check the condition of the wound.
Although the wounds of the two of them were not as smooth as before, they were obviously fine, and the deep sleep at this time should be the result of smelling the tranquilizing fragrance, which would help them recover.
"It's the senior sister of the Thirteenth Division of Qingyi, who used Duan Nianxiang for them."
Chen Changsheng stood up and said to Zhexiu: "There are people helping to save people everywhere, we should be able to relax a bit."
But Zhexiu shook his head and said, "It's not the Thirteenth Division of Qingqi."
Chen Changsheng's expression was slightly different. He thought that he had read the Dao Cang thoroughly, and he knew the methods of the Thirteen Divisions of Qingyi very well. The wounds of these two southern practitioners healed so quickly, and there was still a little sacred breath left on the edges of the wounds. It's the holy light technique of the state religion, why would Zhexiu say it's not the Thirteenth Division of Qingqi
The holy light technique of the national religion is extremely difficult to practice. Even in the palace, there are only a dozen or so bishops who can perform the holy light technique of the state he saw at this time, so he thinks that the person who rescued these two southern practitioners She should be quite old, she is a senior sister, or even more likely a female professor, but I didn't notice it when I entered the kindergarten.
"It is true that the holy light technique is used to heal the wound, but the smell of the Ningshen incense is wrong. It is not the Duan Nian incense from the Thirteen Divisions of Qingyu, but the least refined dust from the Holy Maiden Peak."
Zhexiu looked at him expressionlessly and said: "I have smelled the former fragrance many times, and the latter one once, and I will never forget it, so I will not admit my mistake."
Only then did Chen Changsheng recall that he hunted and killed demons in the northern snowfields, and often did some extremely dangerous missions for the Great Zhou army. He did not know how many times he was on the verge of life and death. Feng's understanding of these two holy places of healing, there are really not many people better than him.
"Knowing the holy light technique, but also carrying Wugou dust around... who is this?"
He said to himself, thinking that he could be a great senior who can master the strengths of both the northern and southern sects, but is such a senior still staying in the realm of seclusion
Zhexiu looked at him quietly, without speaking.
Chen Changsheng asked slightly, "What are you staring at me for?"
Zhexiu looked into his eyes and asked, "Are you really ignorant or are you just pretending to be stupid?"
Chen Changsheng was startled for a moment, then understood, and couldn't help being startled again for a moment.
One of the most important reasons why he entered Zhou Yuan was to meet the young girl, and then hand back the marriage certificate to her.
It's just that so many things happened after entering the garden, that he actually forgot about it and that she was also in Zhou Garden.
Knowing both the strengths of the northern and southern sects, she was able to practice the Holy Light Art to this level in the Netherworld, and she also carried the precious Wugouchen with her... All these years, she seems to be the only one in the mainland
He looked at Zhexiu a little at a loss and said, "No way?"
Zhexiu looked at him expressionlessly and said, "It will."
Chen Changsheng didn't say anything anymore, looking at the mountains in the night, thinking that she had stood here before, by the same bonfire, for some reason, he felt a little weird.
"Go?" Zhexiu asked.
Chen Changsheng suddenly turned around and walked to the side of the two southern practitioners, took out the copper needles and began to treat them.
Zhe Xiu was a little puzzled, thinking that since Xu Yourong had already been cured, why did you bother
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