"Bai Cang, calm down" Qing Huan saw that his eyes were red, his eyes were mixed with intense pain, and he smashed the ground with his fist, but he had no way to relieve him for half a minute, and he only felt a tight pain in his heart. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"No matter what happens, please don't hurt yourself, just think about me" Qing Huan trembled and gently wrapped his hand in his hands, which had been smashed in many places.

"Am I useless?" The Xianjun, who had always been proud and cold, raised his red eyes to look at her, and muttered these words, his blue eyes rolled with intense pain and self-blame, making him look like a hopelessly fragile child, at that moment, Qing Huan only felt that his heart was broken.

"It's not all your fault, you've done a good job, haven't you?" Qing Huan half-squatted down, caressed his face with both hands, and said softly as if comforting a fragile child who urgently needed affirmation.

"Come, let me see the wound on your chest" Qing Huan took out a handkerchief from his sleeve, tore it in half, and bandaged his injured hand for him, but on one side of his eyes was a huge red blood stain on his left shoulder and chest, which looked particularly shocking, and he was even more nervous in his heart, and even his voice was slightly vibrato.

The white tiger didn't make a sound, only stared at her fixedly, the corners of his lips were bright red blood, a blood-red flower bloomed on his chest, and a pair of blue eyes stared at her stubbornly without saying a word.

"Aren't you in pain?" Qing Huan still had tears of worry in the corners of her eyes, and wanted to reach out to touch the wound on his chest, but before her hand touched him, the whole person was taken into her arms and hugged tightly, which caught her off guard and let out an exclamation.

The man's head rested on his shoulder, the very light-colored silver hair was in front of his eyes, but more of it was the extremely strong smell of blood that lingered on him from the tip of his nose, Qing Huan gently hugged him, patted him a few times on his broad back, and said with tears in his eyes, "Are you good behaved, if you move like this, the wound will crack again"

How can this be counted as his fault? He has done his best, she knows that he has always been a good immortal who is dedicated to the people, the fault is that the man in the yellow dress is too ruthless, and it can even be said that he despises life, thinking of this, Qing Huan's eyes can't help but have a trace of coldness, she hates such people, especially people who treat other lives like ants.

"Don't blame yourself too much, how about we pay him back twice the other day for the harm he gave today?" Qing Huan's pair of bright blue eyes were extremely firm at the moment, and even with a bit of ruthlessness, which made Bai Cang look slightly stunned, for some reason he always felt that she would become stronger and stronger one day, until one day she didn't need her own protection, and maybe one day she would even surpass herself.

"Good" finally Bai Pale voice answered softly, his face was extremely pale, and his chest was in severe pain, but he couldn't bear it without humming, at this moment he only had a strong desire in his heart, he wanted to defeat that person, wanted to trample that person under his feet, and wanted to avenge the innocent twenty Great Khans.

"Childe, Miss, are you all right" Hearing Cui Wei shouting all the way and running over, with a worried face, he even almost fell into the pool of blood, and ran over while screaming, his face was pale and tears rippled.

"It's okay for the time being, don't worry, Cui Wei quickly get some bandaging supplies" Qing Huan commanded calmly, and gently untied the white shirt with his hand, the man only had white lips and forced himself to endure without saying a word, but when Qing Huan saw the bloody wound, he was still startled, a black rune had been embedded in his skin, and the strange symbol broke through his flesh and blood, deeply curing it, making people feel a chill in their hearts.

"Miss, give it to you" Cui Wei hurriedly took out the white cloth for bandaging from the sedan chair, and some of the golden medicine given by Yingyue in the Friendly Palace, she didn't dare to slack off for a moment, and handed it to Qing Huan tremblingly, she saw the white wound, she only felt that it was too scary, and after a glance, she didn't dare to look at it again, and faintly admired her young lady for being able to deal with the wound so calmly.

Bai Cang glanced down at the chest of his left shoulder, where the skin was already open, still dripping blood, but he just stared at the wound quietly, he was born five hundred years ago until now, he has never suffered such a serious injury, the only impression is that when he was a young tiger, he was almost bitten to death by a leopard, and at the critical time, the male lion saved himself, blocked himself, and protected him tightly behind him.

"You bear with it" Qing Huan trembled and opened the bottle of Jinchuang medicine and closed her eyes and sprinkled some on his wound, the medicine sprinkled on the wound was very painful, and it was definitely unbearable, she knew it very well, and gently pressed the white gauze against his wound, circled around his left shoulder, and bandaged it carefully.

"Hmm" that medicine is the best wound medicine, but the effect is extremely significant, almost as soon as it comes into contact with the bloody wound is a violent burning sensation, so that the pain-resistant Bai Cang couldn't help but snort lightly, a thin layer of sweat has already appeared on his forehead, and there is a haze in front of him, the only thing that can be seen is Qing Huan's dexterous hands, and he bandages his wounds with gentle movements, this hundreds of years of loneliness and fragility He has always been a person who has been hard to carry, since Su Jing's death, he has returned to the endless loneliness, Fortunately, she will take care of herself so dedicatedly, thinking like this, his heart seems to be healed, and the pain on his body no longer feels so unbearable.

"Come, I'll help you back to the sedan chair" Qing Huan helped him up, carefully helped him walk back, with every step he took, the blood from the wound on his chest continued to soak the gauze, which was shocking to see.

However, as they passed through the dead bodies of the big men, the tiger paused, staring at the corpses on the ground, refusing to take any further steps.

Qing Huan looked a little painful and said, "These people are dead, it's useless for you to look at it anymore."

Bai Cang stubbornly stopped in place, and after looking at it for a while, he actually said to Qing Huan, "I want to save them, although they are bandits, but their lives should not be extinguished here"

Qing Huan looked at the wound on his chest that was bleeding, the white gauze was about to be soaked, the blood at the corners of his mouth had not dried, and the joints of his hands were also blurred, he really didn't understand why he was still strong, "Are you crazy?" Since they are already exhausted, they can't be saved, do you still want to put your own life on the line? ”

This was the first time she had spoken to Bai Cang in such an accusatory tone, she had never blushed once since she had known him, but this time she was really afraid, afraid that he would be too reckless to disregard his own life.

"You go back to the sedan car first, don't worry, I've already decided" Bai Cang turned his face sideways, a pair of blue eyes did not want to look at her again, leaving her with a decisive back, which made Qing Huan's heart tingle.

"Okay, you have to be reckless, then you go, I don't want to care about you" Qing Huan clenched his fists and ran back to the sedan chair quickly, and the puzzled Cui Wei hurriedly followed his master.