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The folding fan placed casually beside him suddenly trembled, and the blue and white fan bones faintly flushed a little red, he reacted suddenly, took a long breath secretly, stabilized his mind, and kept moving in his hands.

He threw his head up and whistled in the air.

The sound of birdsong sounded from outside the forest, and with a sound of hula, the black feathers shrunk to the size of ordinary birds fell at their feet.

Wu Qingqiu stretched out his hand and pulled a bird feather, in exchange for the bird's dissatisfied glare, he didn't say much, his white chin raised towards the clear stream, the black feather understood something, shook his hair happily, and a fierce man plunged into the water like lightning.

By the time the bird feather was cleaned of the poison, the black feather had already eaten the small fish in the water, and a bright red palm-sized fish in his mouth stood on his shoulder.

Wu Qingqiu's shoulders were soaked wet.

He glanced at the bird angrily, took the fish from the bird's beak, the white light in his palm flashed slightly, and the live fish that was still fluttering before turned into medicinal powder in his palm in an instant.

Only then did he frown again, hesitated for a long time, and then sprinkled the white powder on Xiao Qingtian's back wound.

He cast another spell to let the powder seep in quickly.

This process is a little painful and itchy, Wu Qingqiu knows it, but there is only one way to solve this poison, it is better to take it slowly.

The sunny sky in front of him snorted softly, and he woke up in pain again. The taste on her back was unpleasant, and she reached out to grab it.

"Bear with it!", Wu Qingqiu pinched the fan and knocked it without hesitation.

"It hurts!" quickly retracted her hand, Xiao Qingtian looked down and saw a large patch of red on the back of her white and tender hand, but at this time, the numbness and itching on her back were unbearable, and this pain diverted her attention.

He clenched his hand into a fist and bit it, and endured it.

When the poison of the little fish was cleared, Xiao Qingtian was like a prostration, a layer of sweat had appeared on his head, and the bangs on the side of his face were wet and sticking to the corners of his forehead. The knuckles were pinched and white, but the one that was bitten was broken again.

All that was left was the strength to lie on his lap and pant for breath.

Qingtian's body hung loosely with the red robe that was much bigger for her, and because of the large prostrate action, a large spine bloomed in Wu Qingqiu's eyes without covering.

And Wu Qingqiu straightened his waist and sat cross-legged behind her and watched her movements, his eyes were calm despite all that.

After a while, he suddenly got up and took off the snow-white underwear on his upper body.

"Sting!" the sound of the fabric tearing sounded behind him, and Xiao Qingtian looked back at him with one hand on his waist.

was dazzled by that piece of flesh.

"What do you do?" she asked.

Wu Qingqiu tore the underwear three times and twice, and the white strip of cloth wrapped around Qingtian's back, he stuffed the strip of cloth into Qingtian's hand and motioned for her to tie it herself.

"I've seen you," he said softly, "you've seen mine, we've both cleared up, so I'm not going to be responsible for you." ”

Xiao Qingtian: "......"

Who's going to take you responsible!

Deal with the wound, Wu Qingqiu turned his back first very politely this time, Qingtian turned over the invisible bag, and turned out a moon-white gauze skirt in it, the three people I saw so far are all ancient costumes, Xiaoqingtian knew that he was not crossing but he didn't know what place this was, and he should save a lot of trouble if he wanted to follow the customs of the countryside, so he put it on.

But there are many things in this invisible bag that are not her own, and she doesn't dare to think about it.

I always feel that those people in the city who died in vain should not harm themselves.

Let's take it one step at a time.

Wu Qingqiu didn't know where to take out another red robe that was exactly the same as the previous one and put it on.

When the two of them came out of the forest together, Black Feather stood on his shoulder, tilted his head and stared at Qingtian all the way.

Xiao Qingtian didn't expect that one day she would be uncomfortable with a bird. I remembered that this bird had hurt myself before, so I was upright again, and stared at a bird quite naively.

Before he thought of the forest, the black feather suddenly flew up, and its wings flapped twice in the air before stopping on Xiao Qingtian's shoulder.

The little high and low two people not far away saw this scene and immediately had some plans in their hearts, the little young master's black feather was wild and high-spirited, it was rare to get close to people, and he could usually get close to the little young master, this was the first time he was so close to an unrelated woman.

I'm afraid this woman is not simple.

Wu Qingqiu glanced at the bird with a cold face, but the bird only lowered its head and combed its feathers, not caring about the master's glare.

After such a long delay, it was already noon, and the sun was scorching the earth overhead, and even the previously cool stream was steaming.

Xiao Qingtian was a little surprised, although the weather was hot, it was not so hot that even the stream was steaming, this scene was really strange.

The three of them didn't care as if they were used to it, the folding fan in the hand of the little young master in the red robe shook suddenly, leaning against the wall in the shade of the tree as if he was in his own backyard.

Xiao Xiao Xiao Gao quickly cooked the meal. First picked the fattest fish and rabbit leg and handed it to their little master, and then picked a piece of tender meat and handed it to her.

Qingtian politely thanked her, she had been here for a few days, and all she had eaten were cookies in an invisible bag.

I don't know if the craftsmanship of the two is particularly good, or the ingredients are too natural and pollution-free, in short, the meat is tender and the taste is very good, and Xiaoqingtian is extremely satisfied. After a meal, the vigilance against these three people was also invisibly lowered a lot.

Especially the little young master who looked at him but seemed to be a little poundy...

The sun overhead is really scorching, and it's not a good time to hurry. The group rested in the woods first.

Qingtian's wound had just been treated, and she was still a little weak, so she sat cross-legged under the tree and watched the movements of the three people, and the little young master's black feather jumped around her legs, looking up at her from time to time.

Sunny was also bored, and felt that this bird seemed to be as interesting as human nature, so he pulled the grass roots to tease the little bird, but he didn't want the little bird to be very easy to blow up, and fluttered its wings up and down to peck her for fun.

By this point, she had completely forgotten that she had been captured by these men... But apparently the days of being arrested were much more comfortable than when she was alone, and she enjoyed it.

The three of them were a little far away from Qingtian's place, and Qingtian and Hei Yu glanced over there while making a fuss, and saw Xiao Gao bowing his waist in front of the little young master and saying something.

Wu Qingqiu sat cross-legged on the grass, raised his head to look at Xiao Gao, and quickly lowered his eyes. Xiao Gao was standing in front of him with a bowed face, and there was no previous giggle in his expression.

"Do you know it's wrong?" Wu Qingqiu swiped around on the ground with a fan in his hand, lowered his head and spoke lightly, and there were no ups and downs in his tone.

Xiao Gao knelt down awkwardly, and raised his hands above his head: "Please punish the little young master!"

In his hand is the black whip.

"Punishment?" Wu Qingqiu raised his eyebrows and glanced at him, but he didn't answer it in his hand, "Is there less time to punish you?"

"Please punish the little master!" Xiao Gao shouted with his back straight, hanging his head.

"Can you remember the punishment?!!!!" Wu Qingqiu shouted sharply, and suddenly threw the folding fan in his hand at Xiao Gao.

The folding fan spun past, and stopped for a moment before the black whip in the little hand, and then collided with the black whip without hesitation.

The sound of friction sounded, Xiao Qingtian didn't care about messing with Hei Yu, subconsciously straightened her back, and looked at the folding fan without blinking.

The black whip was broken, and the folding fan hit Xiao Gao's head, and Xiao Gao, who was kneeling on the ground, violently spat out a mouthful of blood.

Wu Qingqiu waved his hand lightly and summoned the folding fan back.

Some blood was splashed on the fan bone, but it disappeared before it could return to Wu Qingqiu's hands.

Wu Qingqiu got up, took out a plain white handkerchief from his arms, and walked to Xiao Gao step by step and squatted down.

His fingers were white and slender, pinching Xiao Gao's chin to help him wipe the blood from the corners of his mouth, and whispered, "Can you remember?"

Xiao Gao's face turned pale, but he said, "Please continue to punish the little master!"

"Heh," a sneer overflowed from Wu Qingqiu's mouth, "Xiao low!"