Yan Qingrui took out the golden medicine and sprinkled it on the wound, wrapped the wound with another piece of cloth, and tied it with the help of her teeth. The whole process www.biquge.info only a few breaths, and it was processed quickly and neatly.

At this time, Xuyun's expression was solemn, and he said to the four major offerings: "It doesn't matter who I am, and it doesn't matter who wrote the poem, but when the Xuanyue Sword Lord appears, you don't know each other, and it's going to make people laugh and break their big teeth." ”

It's also strange to say, he gives people the feeling that he is obviously a hanger, not like a monk who is not like a monk, and he is too young to speak.

But at this moment, his expression was solemn, and a sense of detachment from the world quietly rose, as if he suddenly had a strange aura around him, the white clothes fluttering, the bald head shining, not the slightest frivolity, quite a bit of a monk's appearance.

The man in gray wanted to speak, but the old man stopped him and said to Xuyun: "May I ask the master, since you know these four poems, you must know the deep meaning of the poems." So who is the Xuanyue Sword Master?"

Xuyun sighed and said, "Isn't it very clear in the poem?"

The old man said ashamedly: "Yes, it has been made clear in the poem, we have studied generation after generation, and the place names in the poem have been there more than once, however, we can't find the Xuanyue Sword Master at all!"

Xuyun patted his head, heartbroken, speechless, and pointed at Yan Qingrui weakly, "You ask her, what's her name?"

At this moment, Yan Qingrui was standing five steps away, the injuries on her body had been treated, the hem of her clothes had been cut, there was blood at the corners of her mouth, there were injuries on her arms, her body was not high, and she was even a little thin, however, she stood there quietly, in the night breeze, her clothes fluttered, but there was a dusty aura that was difficult to ignore, and there was a powerful aura in her small size.

The old man paused, and said to Yan Qingrui with a pleasant face: "This woman, can you ask for your name?"

The identity has been broken by the Xuyun monk, Yan Qingrui is very speechless, the doubts of the four major offerings are not resolved, presumably she can't ask the Xuyun what is the affectionate eye. So she said lightly: "Yan Qingrui!"

Xuyun added later: "This girl also has an identity, when this girl dresses up as a man, her name is Yan Qinglei!"

Yan Qingrui: "......"

Do you want to make her old bottom so clean?

The four worshippers looked at Xuyun in confusion: "What does this woman's name have to do with the Xuanyue Sword?"

Xuyun looked at them with idiotic eyes, and said angrily: "Isn't the name embedded in it? It's so simple to ask, I said do you have brains? No wonder I haven't found it after so many years, I deserve to find you!"

The four major offerings were scolded by people, and the people in Tsing Yi unconsciously whispered again:

Xuanxiao clouds rise out of the swallow gate,

The moon is in Guanshan, and the grass is green.

The sword heart is in the abyss and thunder and lightning,

This is the one who dominates the storm!

The silver-faced girl said that her name was Yan Qingrui, and the monk and her also had a name called Yan Qinglei, the first sentence of this poem has a Yan character, the second sentence has a green character, and the third sentence is a thunder character!

Could it be that Yanmen, Guanshan or something, is not a place name at all, and the grass color and blue are not the seasons, and even Linyuan, thunder and lightning, and sword heart are not key words?

Over the years, the places where the poem has been studied by history have been in vain?

This simply makes the four major worshippers have crooked noses and eyes, which is difficult to accept.