84_84922 West of the glacier, among the fragrant meadows, an old man and a young man, carrying a medicine basket, hiking on the trail, the old man's body is slightly rickety, full of vicissitudes of life with a bit of helplessness and sadness. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

And the young man was a girl of fourteen or fifteen years old, with a ponytail, and her simple face seemed to reveal a little bit of ignorance, but there was also a little sadness in the girl's eyes.

"Grandpa, when can we go home, I miss Dabao and Xiaobao."

The girl's voice is crisp and clean, free of impurities, and although it is not moving, it is very pleasant.

"Xiaojing, are you homesick?"

The old man's vicissitudes of life looked at the girl, his eyes were full of doting, but when he spoke, he couldn't hide the sadness in his eyes.

"Yes, but can I go back?"

There was a bit of desolation in the girl's clean eyes, and she glanced over her head, tears rolling in her eyes.

"Hey, child, I've suffered you, and I let you endure such cruel things at such a young age." The old man touched the girl's head and sighed.

The breeze was blowing, and the old and the young were silent, carrying a large and a small medicine basket on their backs, as if they were all reminiscing.

Walking through the meadows, the two hiked on the edge of the glacier.

"Grandpa, look, the ice on the glacier is shattered."

The girl saw that the perennial ice in the ice river was all shattered, and a strange color flashed in the girl's eyes, and she whispered.

The old man's brow furrowed, and then he shook his head.

"Grandpa, look, there's someone there." The girl saw a figure floating in the water of the lake, as if there was no sound.

"Xiao Jing, let's go."

The old man took the girl's hand, as if he didn't want the girl to see the dead man.

But although the girl was pulled by the old man, she had no intention of leaving, and her clean eyes kept staring at the figure in the lake.

"Grandpa, wait a minute, let's see if he's dead." The girl shouted, but the old man ignored the girl's voice, and still pulled the girl; "Xiao Jing, let's go, there is nothing to see about the dead."

It's just that the girl stubbornly got rid of the old man's hand and ran to the river, not caring about the coldness of the river at all, but stepped directly into the lake, tapping the lake water with her toes, and Ling Bo stepped, which at least required the cultivation of the realm of the martial king to be able to do, and soon the girl came to the side of the figure in the river, lifted the young man's body, and then stepped on the waves again and returned to the lake.

"Grandpa, he's still alive."

The girl gently put the boy down, only to see that the boy's body was covered with blood, and his clean face seemed to have been soaked in water for a long time, with a little vague paleness, I don't know why the boy's hair was actually silver.

The old man glanced at the boy and nodded; "There's still a breath of air, indeed."

"Then grandpa, let's save him."

The girl looked at the old man with clean eyes, with a bit of anticipation.

After a moment of silence, the old man sighed, and the old man put down the medicine basket and handed it to the girl, then crouched down and examined it carefully.

After a long time, the old man's palm was placed on the young man's chest, and suddenly above the five fingers of his palm, the spirit needles made of five spiritual powers stabbed the young man's chest from the five fingers of the old man's palm.

With the penetration of the spirit needle, the girl saw that the young man's pale face gradually became a little ruddy, and her heart was slightly relaxed, her grandfather was known as the Five Spirit Doctor Immortal, and it was impossible for this young man not to be saved.

Unexpectedly, just as the old man withdrew his palm, the coughing sound came out, which seemed to have a bit of life, making the smile on the girl's face brighter and brighter.

"Ahem!"

"Okay, he can't die, let's take him back." The old man saw that the young man's face was bloody. Slowly stood up and said to the girl.

However, Qin Bing didn't know anything about all this, and at this moment, he didn't know that he had been taken to a grass hut by the old man and the girl.

He was lying quietly on a wooden bed in a small room, his eyes closed, still not awake.

Outside the thatched hut, the old man was sorting out the herbs, while the girl was squatting in front of a stove, constantly fanning the stove, and the medicine jar on the stove kept emitting the smell of medicine, so that the girl's face was slightly red, her little face was red, and her hair was a little messy.

"Grandpa, why hasn't he woken up yet?" Squatting in front of the fire, the girl asked suspiciously.

"Girl, you've asked more than a dozen times, he should have been hurt a lot, his subconscious automatically entered a state of self-protection, and I'm very surprised that his body is actually recovering itself, although the speed of recovery is very slow, this child is not simple." After the old man finished speaking, his nose moved, and when he smelled the smell of the medicine, he knew how familiar the medicine was, and commanded; "The medicine is ready, you go and feed him to drink, and soon he will wake up."

"Okay."

The girl nodded in response, stopped making the fire, put the pot down, and then spooned the medicine into the bowl, wrapped it in a wet towel, and headed towards the middle of the hut.

Seeing the girl happily walk into the hut, the old man shook his head with a wry smile and continued to fiddle with his herbs, as if as long as the girl could be happy, he didn't care much about other things.

In the room, the girl blew the decoction medicine a little colder, and then fed it into Qin Bing's mouth.

It's just that Qin Bing's eyes are still closed, and only one-third of the medicine that was fed into his mouth can enter his body, and the rest is a waste.

Soon, after drinking one bowl of medicine, the girl changed another bowl to Qin Bing, and kept feeding Qin Bing medicine until the medicine jar became empty, leaving the last bowl of medicine in the girl's hand.

"Why aren't you awake yet, my name is Xiaojing, I don't know what your name is?" The girl looked at Qin Bing, who was still unconscious, and whispered in her mouth, talking to herself, exhaling like an orchid in her mouth, blowing the medicine in the spoon, and then sending it into Qin Bing's mouth.

The medicine spoon entered Lin Feng's mouth, but it was spit out by Qin Bing little by little, and the girl's wet wipes helped Qin Bing wipe it off, but at this moment, a sharp intention suddenly bloomed, making the girl's heart tighten, and when she raised her head, she saw a pair of eyes suddenly open.

"Ahh

The girl exclaimed, and then she heard a clattering sound, and the medicine bowl fell to the ground, shattering in response.

Because the moment the girl opened Qin Bing's eyes, what he saw from those eyes was cold and violent, and the moment the girl saw it, her heart instinctively trembled.

At this time, Qin Bing, who was lying on the bed, only felt a wave of pain hit him, and the strength in his body seemed to be drained, and he couldn't lift up a trace of strength.

Gradually, Qin Bing felt that the pain was better, looked at everything unfamiliar in front of him, patted his head gently, and muttered; "I'm alive, I'm not dead."

He vaguely remembered that after he had dealt with Wind Without a Trace, he was buried by the avalanche that followed, and then a deathly chill enveloped him, and he soon fell into boundless darkness. --512653+cqsqc+213-->。

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