Four hundred and thirty-eight iron flowers are blooming

Ren Dongming said: "The closest thing to the place we were just now is the immortal gathering behind this hill, if we don't go there, do we have to go far and near?" And the path is much closer than the road, so we have no choice, and the girl should not complain that I deliberately chose this difficult road. Pen&Fun&Pavilion www.biquge.info Baidu search (飨) $ (cun) $ ( ) $ ( ) $ ( ) $ ( ) .> Huang Yinhua said: "As long as you rush to the town as soon as possible to treat her injuries, I don't care about the difficult road!" ”

Hearing this, what can Ren Dongming say? He could only sigh silently, and led everyone to the immortal gathering.

The immortals are surrounded by mountains and arches, not through the official road, but the trail extends in all directions, its prosperity is not inferior to the general county government, and it is famous for producing all kinds of medicinal materials, which is an important reason why Ren Dongming decided to come here.

After finding all the medicines needed, Ren Dongming deliberately found a spacious and clean inn to settle everyone, but they all gathered in front of the iron flower bed and watched Wen Wenya busy, knowing that they couldn't help and didn't want to rest.

It was late at night when Wen Wenya washed Ke Ling's hands and bandaged them properly, everyone saw that everything was ready, Ke Ling's breath was even, and her face had improved, and they couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Slowly opening her charming eyes, Ke Ling looked at everyone in a daze, as if she wanted to turn over and get up, and seemed to be a little attached to the comfort on the bed, but her body moved slightly, but she raised her hands to her chest, looking at her hands wrapped in fine white cloth like zongzi, a trace of pain flashed on her jade face like a hibiscus, and then a sweet smile swelled up, a sweet smile of gratitude from the heart.

Ke Ling's smile was sweet and warm, like an intoxicating breeze, gently blowing through everyone's hearts, waving layers of wonderful and strange ripples, arousing an indescribable wonderful feeling that penetrated directly into the bottom of her heart; Ke Ling's smile was like a ray of bright sunshine, ruthlessly piercing the vast void, spinning a circle of shining and brilliant light, like countless beautiful flowers blooming on everyone's hearts, teaching everyone to be intoxicated, and their hearts suddenly felt close. But her smile was unconsciously mixed with a little pain, horror and fatigue, bloodshot in the whites of her slightly blue eyes, and her still somewhat pale complexion, which made everyone suddenly remember her previous situation, and their hearts trembled for no reason, and that wonderful feeling was no longer there, but was replaced by deep sympathy and pity.

To everyone's surprise, Ke Ling suddenly sat up and said as if nothing happened: "Thank you, thank you!" ”

Although her words were not many, everyone felt her sincerity and relaxed mood without missing any omission, and deeply felt that everything that was worried about her, burdened by her, and paid for her just now was worth it.

Seeing that Ke Ling had been looking around since she woke up, and even her eyes were a little erratic when she spoke, Chang Piaopiao suddenly handed a knife to Ke Ling and asked, "Is my sister looking for this?" ”

Seeing the knife, the smile on Ke Ling's face became even stronger, and she hurriedly put the knife in the bed with both hands, and said gratefully: "Thank you!" Listening to her words, this time the affection was much deeper and stronger than just now, which shows how deep her feelings for the knife are, if she had to, she would not have discarded the knife in her hand at all.

Chang Piaopiao said: "Sister doesn't have to be polite, it's just a gesture." ”

Ke Ling's right hand kept rubbing on the knife, her eyes showed affection, and she said solemnly: "This matter is a trivial matter for my sister, but it is extremely important to me, please accept my sincerest thanks!" ”

Chang Piaopiao said puzzledly: "Say something that shouldn't be said, although my sister's knife is extraordinary, it is only slightly stronger than ordinary steel knives, I don't know why my sister values it so much?" ”

Without waiting for Ke Ling to reply, Ren Dongming took over the conversation and said, "Son, ladies and gentlemen, Miss Ke shouldn't talk too much now, how about talking about this matter tomorrow?" ”

Looking at everyone, Ke Ling followed Ren Dongming's words and said, "The old man is right, I do feel a little tired, I just want to sleep well!" ”

Although most of the people are reluctant, they all know that Ke Ling has been sad and exhausted this day, and she is so angry that she hurts her hands, and at this time she really needs to recuperate and not be disturbed, everyone can only press the doubts and curiosity in their hearts, and they all act according to Ren Dongming's intentions.

Seeing that everyone had gone back to the room to rest, Lu Miaoer and Ren Dongming couldn't help but look at each other and smile bitterly, Ren Dongming pouted at Du Qi's room, Lu Miaoer seemed to know Ren Dongming's meaning, smiled slightly, and made a gesture of please at the same time, but she took the lead in walking towards Du Qi's door.

As soon as I arrived at the door, I heard Du Qi say: "Is it Ren Lao and Miao'er?" Come in! ”

Lu Miao'er and Ren Dongming glanced at each other again, and then pushed the door in without hesitation, only to see Du Qi sitting cross-legged on the edge of the bed, looking at them and smiling: "What is the big deal, you need Miao'er and Ren Lao to come together?" ”

Lu Miaoer turned around and closed the door, and said with a smile before Ren Dongming: "Let's just come to see if you are unwell, what's the big deal?" ”

Du Qi smiled: "Please sit down, when did Miao'er care so much about me?" ”

Sitting at the round table in the room with Ren Dongming, Lu Miaoer shouted: "You have no conscience, when did I not care about you all this way?" ”

Duge still smiled: "You know that my health is too good to be better, but at this time you come to ask me if I am unwell, is this the words of someone who always cares about me?" ”

Lu Miaoer was surprised and said, "Since you have no discomfort, why did you flee back to the room before everyone else?" ”

Du Qi said with relief: "Why do I say, it turns out that it is for this." Then, Duge mused, "I've been wondering, what to do with the Iron Flower Girl?" ”

Lu Miaoer smiled: "We just wanted to ask you this question." ”

Duqi knocked his head and said with a wry smile: "This matter is indeed a headache!" ”

Ren Dongming said: "Miss Ke is no longer in serious trouble, only the injury on her hand will not heal for a while, but as long as you insist on taking medicine, it is a matter of time before she recovers. ”

Duqi said: "Is it appropriate to say goodbye without saying goodbye?" ”

Ren Dongming said confidently: "If it is Miss Ke who is kind to us, it is really inappropriate for us to say goodbye, but the fact is that we have helped Miss Ke, not only did we not say goodbye, but there is a kind of generosity that does not hope to reciprocate, plus Miss Ke needs to recuperate, we are really inconvenient to disturb here, and it is even more inconvenient to invite her to accompany us, so we can only go quietly."

Du Qi said worriedly: "Although the Iron Flower Girl's martial arts cultivation is profound, she can't use it at the moment, if we go, what will happen to her enemies?" ”