"Rainbow Ying!"

Qingtian stood there stunned and felt the embrace of this person, it was a sense of familiarity engraved on the soul. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info She didn't want to resist and she didn't want to run away, and she knew that this person wouldn't do her any harm.

Although she didn't know who he was.

Xiao Gao Xiaoxiao and the old doctor on the side were stunned, and the person who should have fainted suddenly woke up, and then shouted the name of someone he had never heard of, and hugged a person who should not be hugged.

Wu Qingqiu was not emotional in the past, so he had never been so close to anyone of the opposite sex at all. Including his mother.

So several people expressed great shock at this scene.

Qingtian narrowed his eyes, looked at the back of the person holding him, and gently stroked it.

Listen to him whisper in a crying voice: "Hongying, I finally found you." ”

She thought she knew why she thought the name was so familiar, and Xiao Wang had said that his sister, that is, herself, was called Hongying. And Qi Qing also said that he had a lover in the fairy world.

I think it's the one in front of me, my lover, Xiao Wang's brother.

When Wu Qingqiu's mood stabilized, Qingcai helped him back to the bed, stared into his eyes and told him that he was going to change the medicine for him, and told him to endure it.

Wu Qingqiu shook his head and said that he was not afraid of pain, and the expression on his face was even gentle with a smile.

Qingtian went around his back to untie the previous bandage, but saw Wu Qingqiu's brows suddenly wrinkled, and he impatiently blasted Xiao Gao and the others out.

The room was so quiet that even the breathing of the two of them could be heard clearly, so the sound of Wu Qingqiu gasping was extremely obvious.

As Xiao Qingtian, who has had the same experience, naturally knows how much it hurts, but the technique of the demon question is much more powerful than hers, so she rarely feels pain.

But fortunately, Wu Qingqiu's wound has also begun to scab, and the previously festering part has slowly grown tender meat, I have to say that the medicine in Qingqiu Mansion is still very good.

The medicinal wine was drizzled, and there was not much blood flowing down the curve of the back. When you encounter an injured place, it hurts, and when you encounter an uninjured place, it is cold and cold, and you can't get started, which makes people scratch their hearts and scratch their livers.

Qingtian took a handkerchief and carefully wiped the liquid boy clean, and I have to say that she is also much more serious tonight.

Wu Qingqiu suddenly grabbed one of her hands and held it tightly, so Qingtian had to use one hand to help him disinfect and clean.

However, this step is soon completed, and it is not possible to cope with the medicine and bandaging with one hand.

He coughed slightly, trying to tell him to let go of his hand, but it was released before he could speak.

After taking the medicine, Wu Qingqiu fell asleep again, put the person on the bed on a sunny day, and then gently pushed the door out.

Outside the door, there were four or five people looking at her.

The scene is somewhat like the appearance of the family outside the door when the doctor leaves the operating room. Qingtian coughed lightly and said, "Your little master is asleep, don't bother for the time being, ask the kitchen to boil some porridge first." ”

Xiao nodded and ordered a girl, and the girl carefully wrote it down and was busy Zhang Luo.

Xiao Gao looked at her with a look of wanting to speak and stopped, and Qingtian thought that he still remembered that Wu Qingqiu didn't remember him before, and sighed secretly, and could only comfort: "Before, your little master just woke up and was a little confused, and he recognized the wrong person." ”

Xiao Gao's lips trembled: "But... But the little young master, he...", but for some reason he didn't finish his words.

Qingtian didn't care, as for why Wu Qingqiu suddenly became her past lover, she didn't know. But there is one thing she knows and remembers - Wang Ze'an must be waiting for her.

Wang Ze'an, Wang Ze'an...

Qingtian sighed, wondering how he was now. I don't know if he has gone to a place he has never seen before, or if he is in the city of death, waiting for him to return.

Hei Yu sent Qingtian back to the streets of Hualiu again, and rubbed her with that big head quite reluctantly when he left. On a sunny day, he grabbed a handful of bird food that had been prepared long ago and scattered it on the ground, and the huge and mighty bird ate happily like a child.

Back in the backyard, the flower sat in the lobby for a while according to the old habit, and it was the demon question on the stage at this time.

The song bullet of the demon question is excellent, but the appearance is too charming. The eyes of the people in the audience were staring at him, but not many people listened to the music.

Qingtian also has a little understanding of spells, and knows that many times the demon is attacked as a weapon through the rhythm of music. Listening to it at this time, I suddenly found that there was a lot of mystery in the music that Youwen was played as an ordinary one.

Speaking of spells, its predecessor was "spells", and the predecessors recorded it as "blessings to the gods in words, and curses to the gods". Later, it was discovered that the power of mantras is not only limited to prayer and curses, but can often achieve greater effects through the subtle combination of language and rhyme, such as controlling people's minds, controlling people's bodies, and disturbing the hearing and hearing. So the school of spells gradually spawned.

According to the texts handed down from the spell school. There are four levels of spell cultivation. The first level is called Soul Awareness, and the cultivators of this level are called Soul Consciousnessers. It is difficult for a soul practitioner to master offensive techniques, but the sensitivity of the five senses has gradually become much higher than that of ordinary people, and this stage can also be called the stage when the practitioner of spells deeply feels nature.

Those who have broken through the first stage can not only hear the so-called sound of flowers blooming and flowing water, but also the sound of blood flowing in the human body.

The second level is called psychic, and the cultivators of this level are called psychic. Psychics can already communicate with rhythmic creatures. For example, by touching a tree, you can know what creatures have passed around the tree. And the psychic can already come and recite mantras, but they must speak aloud, and there are various kinds of mantras for various purposes, such as fixation spells, purification spells, etc.

And if you inject immortal power into the sound to chant the incantation, the effect is even better.

The third level is called a spell spirit, and the spell can recite the spell silently, and can convert the spell into a certain rhythm in his own way to achieve the goal. When the demon asked to deal with Xiaoxi and Xiaobei that day, he transformed the immobilization spell into the rhythm of tapping on the table, and unknowingly cast a spell.

The fourth level is called the Spirit, and the Soul Knower is much more powerful, and can even control the creature to emit the rhythm it needs, and the texts record that in the past, the Soul Knower has reached the point where it is easy to spread the clouds and rain.

And Demon Wen has been practicing for many years and is still on the first level of the spell spirit, but it may be because Demon Wen is not obsessed with this, and his cultivation is not too careful.

There are two main types of spells, one that is beneficial to all things and one that can be attacked.

Qingtian had already run the exercises yesterday, and he was at the level of recognizing the soul, and his sensitivity to rhythm was much higher. Therefore, as soon as I heard the sound of the piano of the demon question, I knew that this was not an ordinary melody.